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It was another loud shout, which also made the entire Yaochi 27 gods dumbfounded, but the eyes of more people were clearly flickering with unintelligible rays of light.

Even Xu Yifeng had a strange look in his eyes, looking towards the entrance of Yaochi Holy Land.

"Crash!"

The auspiciousness in the sky is blooming, the golden lotus is blooming, and it is accompanied by the faint sound of chanting. Even the fairy music in the holy land of Yaochi is suppressed at this moment.

There are a lot of people coming to Buddhism, and there are at least dozens of them, and the mighty momentum is quite huge.

Master Guanyin sat cross-legged on a sixth-grade golden lotus and entered the holy place of Yaochi.

"The poor monk has seen the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother."

"I specially sent a low-grade congenital spiritual treasure, one hundred catties of gold and silver marrow fluid, as a congratulations from the Queen Mother."

"what!"

Before the Jade Emperor opened his mouth, Yang Jian sneered.

Xu Yifeng glanced slightly and looked at him.

But he suddenly heard Yang Jian say: "Tsk tsk! When did Buddhism become so generous! It's also a congenital spiritual treasure, and this is the iron cock plucking."

Yang Jian's voice was still not loud, but in this quiet Yaochi event, it seemed a little brighter.

The corners of Guanyin's mouth twitched violently, and his eyes looked at Yang Jian beside him, and he said, "Junior-nephew Yang Jian, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, but your cultivation has made remarkable progress!"

"Come on! Junior nephew, stop screaming, I don't want to be killed by my master's righteousness."

Anyone can hear the sarcasm in Yang Jian's mouth.

"presumptuous!"

The Jade Emperor drank in a deep voice, glared at Yang Jian, and then looked at Master Guanyin with a smile: "Don't be surprised, Master Guanyin, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun's remarks are not malicious."

"Please take a seat."

Soon, under the arrangement of the Jade Emperor, the Buddhists came to the table one after another.

With the arrival of Buddhism from the West, the time for the Pantao Festival is also approaching.

In fact, it is conceivable that even the sages of Taoism and Buddhism from the far west have come, and those who should come from the eastern land will also come, and those who should not have come will not come.

The Jade Emperor naturally understood this, and when a little time passed and no one came, he stood up and announced: "The auspicious time has come, the Peach Festival begins!"

Accompanied by the Jade Emperor, he shouted softly.

A famous Xian'e walked into the venue with a huge peach.

"This is the congenital peach."

One of the Ten Great Innate Spiritual Roots of the Great Desolation, the Xiantian Renshuipan Peach Tree, has a total of [-] peach trees.

There are [-] plants in the front, with tiny flowers and fruits, and they ripen once every three thousand years.

There are [-] plants in the middle, with layers of flowers and sweet fruits. They ripen once in [-] years. People eat Xia Ju and soar, and they will live forever.

The [-] plants in the back, with purple grains and fine nuclei, are cooked once in [-] years. People eat it with the same longevity as the heaven and the earth, and the sun and the moon are the same.

And when each peach tree matures once, it will give birth to 365 fruits, adding up to a total of [-] fruits, and it is precisely because of this that Heavenly Court has the confidence to hold the Yaochi event.

But well!

Although there are many congenital peaches, it is impossible to distribute them equally. Among them, there are only [-] people at a table with at most three peaches, which are used for equal distribution.

And like Xu Yifeng, although there are not too many rank five immortal officials, they have been allocated a peach, but it is not the fine purple-patterned peach, but the peach that ripens once in [-] years.

Looking at the orange-yellow peach that Xian'e placed on his table, Xu Yifeng's consciousness instantly enveloped it.

"Sure enough, the innate spiritual root breeds fruit, even if it has a little good fortune, but basically it is still dominated by spiritual energy."

Xu Yifeng shook his head inwardly, he is not without the innate spiritual root, even the acquired spiritual root has many in the Zifu world.

But those spiritual roots, for Xu Yifeng, are only used to improve the environment of the Zifu world.

Speaking of which, the only thing that is really useful to Xu Yifeng himself is the divine tree sacrificed by Itachi Uchiha, which captures the origin of creation and nurtures the divine crystal, which contains the pure essence of creation.

However, Xu Yifeng looked at Yang Jian's desktop, and the corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily.

Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun is a third-rank immortal official in the heavenly court, and the treatment is naturally different at different levels.

Compared to Xu Yifeng who only had one orange-yellow [-]-year-old peaches, Yang Jian had three peaches on his desktop.

They are red, orange, and purple, representing the three thousand, six thousand and nine thousand year peach respectively, and the aura is overflowing and touching.

"It's not bad to satisfy the appetite."

Xu Yifeng didn't dislike it either, he reached out and grabbed the orange-yellow peach on the table and put it in his mouth and bit down.

The peach taste is crisp in the mouth, and a sweet and delicious taste pours into the mouth to refresh the heart, making people almost intoxicated.

"As expected of the congenital spirit fruit!"

Xu Yifeng's eyes lit up, not to mention the specific effect, just based on this unique taste, it is enough to be named the congenital spiritual fruit.

In fact, although the congenital peach contains very little essence of creation, if it is calculated carefully, there are at least three god crystals in total.

"Play music!"

Accompanied by the sound of a soft drink, over the entire Yaochi Holy Land, the phantoms of immortals, the goddess scattered flowers, and the phantoms of all beasts suddenly appeared, attracting the attention of all immortals.

Then, a mysterious and brilliant phantom appeared.

A nearly [-]-meter-tall green lotus bloomed in the center of the Jade Pond Holy Land, the radiant rays of [-] meters bloomed, and the sky was filled with infinite auspiciousness. What really attracted the attention of all the gods was the graceful figure on the lotus platform.

"clank!"

"Jingle Bell!"

The fairy music played every second, accompanied by the dancing of the famous fairy, just like butterflies dancing among the flowers, making people linger and forget to return, leaving infinite beauty.

As the fairies dispersed, a faint cold air bloomed, and a fairy dressed in gauze stepped down from the lotus platform and danced alone, with a beautiful figure dancing like a flying fairy.

The silver starlight is like a dazzling galaxy, with ten thousand rays of light, from the holy place of Yaochi to the sky, turning into a silver light, the whole holy place of Yaochi is instantly covered with wisps of pale white, echoing Expansive expansion.

The pure white hall, the central shadow shows the vast and remnant waves, the silver sand shines, and it is beautiful.

Many immortals who had already drank the fine wine of Qiongjiu had drunkenness in their eyes, shaking their heads and reciting praise.

"call!"

Xu Yifeng's eyes showed a throbbing color, and please open his lips: "Heaven has beautiful women, dancing with a light green waist; Hua Yan is a nine-autumn festival, flying over the clouds and rain.

"Plain like an orchid, Tiaocui, graceful like a wandering dragon; Yue Yan stopped Qianxi, and Wu Ji stopped her white silk.

"..."

"When it falls, it flows, and the robes want to go back to the sky; only worry can't catch it, so it flies away to chase Jinghong."

Xu Yifeng's voice was very low, as if he was muttering to himself, especially when everyone was intoxicated, not many people noticed.

On the other hand, Yang Jian, who was sitting beside Xu Yifeng, looked at him slightly sideways.

Time passed quickly, and the phantoms and illusions in the sky disappeared in the blink of an eye, and everyone woke up like a dream.

"Clap clap clap!"

"it is good!"

"Fairy Chang'e, the dance is even more poignant and beautiful."

"Tsk tsk!"

"..."

After the dance, everyone praised one after another, but that's all. Heaven has golden rules. As an immortal, you can praise, but you can't love.

"That's the Taiyin Fairy Chang'e. It's the first time I've seen the dance, which is really extraordinary, and can be called the number one in the Three Realms."

"Really extraordinary."

Xu Yifeng nodded, both admiration and curiosity in his eyes.

Fairy Chang'e's name, even if you look at the future generations, it is still a thunderous existence. There are many myths and stories about her, but well!

In this prehistoric world, there is only one Chang'e, that is Fairy Taiyin, and it has nothing to do with Houyi.

She is just a congenital soul born in the lunar star.

And that Hou Yi existed in the ancient times. At that time, even if Chang'e had been born, it was impossible for him to have anything to do with Hou Yi.

"Chang'e dances to the Queen Mother, congratulations to the Queen Mother, who has a boundless long life and is famous all over the world."

The Queen Mother smiled and said: "Okay! Thank you for your hard work, Chang'e, hurry up and get into the table."

Fairy Taiyin, who is in charge of Taiyin Star, is ranked as a fourth-rank immortal official, and it is naturally impossible to be absent from such a grand event as a peach feast.

Soon, as the immortals and gods sat down one after another, the atmosphere of the Yaochi event also calmed down.

Time passed leisurely.

In this huge Yaochi event, only Yang Jian was familiar with him, and the other party obviously wanted to be close, so Xu Yifeng would not refuse either. .

Chapter 133

After all, although Yang Jian is arrogant and arrogant, as a friend, he is definitely a caring person.

"Speaking of which, Yang Jian is also a sad person."

Xu Yifeng sighed inwardly, and he could understand that Yang Jian's hatred for his uncle had ruined Yang Jian's family, and now he was forced to serve in the heavenly court.

However, there are some words that Xu Yifeng can't say, just understand it in his heart.

"Erlang Zhenjun, let's drink one to help you overcome your confusion as soon as possible."

When Yang Jian heard the words, he also raised the Qiongnian jade cup in his hand: "Xu Yuanjun don't call me any real monarch, just call me Yang Jian."

"Okay, then Yang Jian, you can also call me Xu Yifeng directly."

The two drank all at once, both with a smile, and ended.

But suddenly, out of the corner of Xu Yifeng's eyes, he saw Kui Muxing Jun not far away, and his brows knitted again when he looked over.

The thoughtful Yang Jian naturally found this point, followed Xu Yifeng's gaze, and glanced at the corner of his mouth: "What? Xu Yifeng, do you have any grudge against this guy?"