In those years when covering the sky and becoming a banshee

Chapter 151 Big Profit
"If you want to see it, come to my room at night, and I will show you carefully."

Hu Xiaoju narrowed Kazilan's big eyes slightly, and said with a smile.

The little loli nun in white seemed to be a little moved.

Prince Daxia's face darkened, he pulled his sister behind him, and gave Hu Xiaoju a hard look.

Hu Ningxin couldn't help shaking her head, Sister Smelly is too shameful...

If it was her, she would have won it long ago!

Next to it, everyone couldn't help marveling at how miraculous the creation was. A black gold relic with dragon patterns was born between the eyebrows of the Nine-Aperture Stone Man and turned into a holy sword.

Hu Xiaoju smiled and put away a large pile of resources on the ground. The light was shining and crystal clear. It can be said that the harvest was huge. They got hundreds of thousands of catties of resources.

The people who gambled with Hu Xiaoju were all as black as the bottom of the pot, and those who lost even lost their underwear.

"Wuhu! I've already booked a banquet at the Xianlu Qiongjiang Tower. We won't return home until noon today! Little nun, and is little nun and his brother interested?"

Hu Xiaoju whistled and said frivolously.

"Can…"

Prince Da Xia agreed that he wanted to take this opportunity to win over Ye Fan. After all, this young man is different from Lian Feng who belongs to Yaochi, a top-notch wild source artist, and is worth winning over.

"Give me the money first."

Hu Ning walked forward, came to Master Yuan and the old Taoist nun, and piled 29 catties of Yuan on the ground, which was the money to buy stones.

……

Shencheng is a place where wind and clouds meet, and the powerful men of the Eastern Wasteland, the royal family of Zhongzhou, and the giants of Beiyuan often appear in surprise.Everything here is extremely luxurious and prosperous. The Xianlu Qiongjiang Restaurant is known as the largest fairy restaurant in the city, suspended in mid-air.

This is a piece of Qionglou Yuyu. Every brick and tile of the palace is carved out of jade. It is magnificent and magnificent, like a dream.

Surrounded by white mist, this palace is located in the clouds, with carved beams and painted buildings, resplendent and resplendent, as if you have come to the ancient heaven.

A few people soared up into the sky, stepped on the white jade steps, and looked back. The clouds and mist were misty, overlooking the world below, as if they had really landed in the fairyland.

Not only Daxia and his party were walking with them, but also some disciples of the Great Sect.

"Dare to ask God, is there an immortal?"

Prince Da Xia seemed to be feeling emotional, and chanted a sentence casually.

Except for Hu Ningxin's calm face, everyone was startled. Compared with the present, everything in the past was lost for a while.

Cultivators can fly into the sky and hide from the ground, smile proudly in the sky, pass by under the feet of clouds and mists, and travel thousands of miles in an instant. In the eyes of mortals, they are already gods.

The white jade avenue stretches forward like a bridge to the sky. They walk on it, walking forward step by step. Many spiritual birds and rare animals are flying among the clouds and mist.

In the lofty palace hall, sixteen young girls flew in the air, landed in the clouds, gave them respectful salutes, and led them forward.

Xianlou, very particular, retro architecture, as if it has experienced thousands of generations, engraved with the imprint of the years, magnificent without losing a kind of precipitation called heritage.

"This way please, distinguished guests."

The sixteen young girls are not weak monks, but here they can only lead the way and help the guests serve wine and vegetables.

"South Heaven Gate?!"

Ye Fan was dumbfounded. There were three ancient characters engraved on the magnificent gate in front of him. When he came here, there were clouds and mist everywhere under his feet.

"This is built in imitation of the legendary ancient heaven."

Hu Xiaoju curled her lips, she was obviously a regular visitor here.

"Why haven't I heard the theory of the ancient heaven?" Ye Fan asked like a curious baby.

"Emperor Qing, more than 1 years ago, mentioned that he wanted to build a heavenly court, and he listed such a pattern, but in the end it fell, and the fairy tower reproduced it."

Rei Feng explained.

Emperor Qing was the Great Emperor of the Monster Clan thousands of years ago and the ancestor of Yan Ruyu. How many years he lived is unverifiable and hard to tell.

"Could it be that the ancient heavenly court really collapsed?" Someone said behind him.

"Impossible, it's just that Emperor Qing mentioned that." Prince Daxia shook his head.

Passing through the Nantian Gate, the front is extremely open, divided into four areas, with four scenes in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

"here…"

Ye Fan's eyes popped, and he felt incredible. It was far more open than seeing it on the ground. There are many palaces and palaces. The four parks have different scenes of the four seasons.

The Black Emperor held his big dog's head high, and said disdainfully: "There are four barriers here, which cannot be compared with the small world opened up by the ancient sages, but they are almost forming their own space. It's not bad, just a trick."

A girl next to her said softly, "Please choose the park."

"winter…"

Hu Ning Xin grasped the right of the home court, smiled lightly, and chose the winter scene.

It's also not the first time she's here.

The cold air was blowing in front of them, the palace was covered with silver, and the goose feathers were fluttering in snow. They stood under the palace, seeing a vast expanse of whiteness.

Ye Fan next to him lost his mind for a while, thinking of the past, the same snowy season, those people and things... Now, separated by a star field, it is difficult to see each other again.

The fragrance is coming, the vigorous plum trees, the proud snow facing the wind, blooming flowers in the bitter cold, and shining crystal in the cold.

They sit down and watch the snow and flowers while drinking, which has a special style.

After drinking several times the fine wine, even the little nun's face was flushed from drinking, her big eyes sparkling.

"Your Highness, you are a monk, how can you drink alcohol?"

Hu Xiaoju smiled and teased the little nun in white.

The little nun in white didn't lose her hair, and covered it with a snow-white hat. She wrinkled her delicate nose and muttered softly:

"I am practicing in the world."

Lianfeng said: "I heard earlier that Buddhism has all kinds of supernatural powers, all of which are worldly thaumaturgy, but I have never seen it before."

Hearing this, the red face of the little nun in white froze for a moment, her big bright eyes stared at the small wine glass, and she said no more.

Hu Xiaoju continued to tease others secretly.

Hu Ning shook her head and sipped the wine quietly.

Outside the palace, there is a vast expanse of whiteness, the snow is falling heavily, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Several people talk happily over wine.

This banquet is worth two thousand catties, which is quite expensive, but compared with the legendary fairy banquet, it is really nothing.

"The fairy feast here can cost tens of thousands of catties. It is specially prepared for the Holy Master and the Almighty, and it needs to be booked in advance. Otherwise, it will be difficult to gather the ingredients alone."

"It's not an exaggeration to say that you don't know much, but you still don't believe it. Take the dish 'Shenhuang Wings' as an example. It is really cooked with the bird king who has part of the lineage of Shenhuang. Essence, ordinary monks can break through a realm after eating it."

"The emperor has eaten it before!"

The Black Emperor looked at him proudly.

Ye Fan's head was full of black lines, and he opened his mouth, speechless for a while.

The corners of Hu Xiaoju's mouth curled up, and she struck again with a smile: "Although I'm tired of eating the fairy banquet, I really want to drink a cup of Enlightenment tea from the fairy banquet. My mother used to make a cup when she was free. It's drinking at home."

Prince Daxia also said:

"Enlightenment tea, you don't see it once every few years at the Immortal Banquet. This kind of thing is a priceless fetish. There is only one Enlightenment tea tree in Donghuang. It would be good if you can collect more than thirty leaves every year. I don't know how many there are. Keep your eyes on it."

"Every time, your demon court takes the most..."

"There is only one Wudao tea plant in the world, where is it?" Ye Fan asked cautiously and humbly.

"In the Undead Mountain." Yao Yuekong said.

"Hi~"

Ye Tiandi gasped.

The Undead Mountain is one of the seven forbidden areas of life in the Eastern Wilderness. In the north of the central region, it is a forbidden area for life.

"The only Enlightenment tea tree still grows in the Undead Mountain. With various means, it can only send out more than thirty leaves every year."

"The Enlightenment tea from Undead Mountain has produced forty leaves this year, which is higher than in previous years."

"It's a pity that the sacred tree grows in the Immortal Mountain. Otherwise, how much enlightenment tea would be produced by such an ancient tree every year..." the son of the head teacher of the Five Elements Sect sighed.

"It's useless to complain, this kind of peerless rarity, only the big people can enjoy it once in a while."

"In the past, because of the unrivaled demon king, the demon court always got the big head, but now the god king Jiang Taixu is about to be born..."

Speaking of this, Prince Daxia glanced at Hu Ningxin, and pointed out something.

Hu Ning calmly drank a glass of wine, unmoved.

She knew what Xia Yiming meant, and most people in the world also felt that if the God King came back to life, he would definitely eradicate himself...

It's a pity that with the temperament of the god king Jiang Taixu, he is not as dirty as they thought.

Suddenly, the sound of ding-dong music sounded, and in the palace next door, a girl in white was playing the piano solo, and a group of spirit birds were attracted.

These palaces are all open for noble guests to enjoy the plum blossoms in snow, and they can sometimes be seen from each other.

"It's An Miaoyi..."

Hu Ning's expression moved.

"Fairy Miaoyi, why are you playing the piano solo here?"

There was a smile on the corner of Hu Ningxin's mouth.

(End of this chapter)