The colorful fairy danced gracefully, and the Linghui waiter shuttled among the guests with rare treasures. Sister Xiaoyaotang’s Mahayana Heavenly King banquet was very lively.

Sang Jue was raised on Xiaoyao Island for a few days. Although the Fengjie still had difficulty, he was much more energetic, at least he did not look like he was standing firm.

She sat in front of the jade desk, with two apprentices behind her accompanying her, and two jade-faced sword boys standing beside her stood up. She really had a bit of a powerful immortal atmosphere, which made the monks invited by Taixuan Immortal Sect sigh, and they were also watching her grow up.

The fairy banquet was filled with fairy tasty and fairy treasures. Nangong Mingzhu ordered his attendants to give tea. It turned out that it was not ordinary tea, but a cup of tea could prolong life for a hundred years. Five hundred years of special spiritual tea has many spiritual flavors, including dragon, liver, and phoenix marrow.

Unfortunately, although these things are good, they are just icing on the cake for the monks who can come here to attend the banquet and have no practical use.

Sang Jue took a sip of tea, and felt a fragrance in his mouth. A warm feeling in his body, and his whole body felt like he was in a fog. He was very comfortable. When he was infatuated, he felt cool again. After the excitement, he exhaled a breath of turbid air, his mind was clear, and he returned to the world.

"What a good thing, but unfortunately it's just a desire." Sang Jue was already the Taoist Lord of Tribulation on the surface. Although these items are good, they are of no use for cultivation. She turned to her disciple and sword boy.

She sat upright and listened to other monks discussing their practice issues with each other. She couldn't help but think that if they could record these for other middle-level monks to see, their practice in Taixuan World would definitely be much faster.

Unfortunately, practice is a very private matter. Many things cannot be disclosed in a wide range, even if they are beneficial to everyone, such as her Immortal Cauldron qualification.

The way of human beings is not enough to serve the rest.

The more you accumulate, the more you will eventually climb to the nine days and fly away, or fall down, and your body will die and your soul will be destroyed.

Sang Jue's face was not revealed, and he had already thought about what might happen next in his mind.

Will Ji Tian come?

Suddenly, waves rose, the wind blew, and the clouds moved. There was a crackling sound on everyone's heads, and thunder flashed. A fairy in white came down, either by others, but by Xingguan who was sent by Yang Hongxiu by secret techniques.

His face was like frost, and it fell directly beside Sang Jue. He sat with him in front of the table, nodding to everyone slightly without saying much.

Sang Jue was very curious: "Why did you send me to distract yourself? Is there something wrong in the sky?"

Xingguan was distracted and shook his head without saying anything. Seeing that she described something strange, she frowned slightly: "Have you survived the storm?"

"Yes." Sang Jue was very proud, "After the wind and fire passed, I was only missing the water disaster. It just so happened that my four-season sword technique was also stopped at the sword intent of winter, and I just happened to be trying to figure it out in the endless sea. Will you help me?"

"If you don't help, you should practice yourself in the Taoist practice, don't be greedy and fast." Xingguan was very cold and hard to distract himself. This time he was here to protect Sang Jue's safety and he was not anxious for ascension because he had doubts.

"Oh." Sang Jue was a little unhappy. She did not want him to help, but he also had to show that he wanted to help very much.

Do they still want to be true Taoist couples? When she ascends to the Mahayana to break the contract, if she is unhappy, she may not continue the contract. The relationship between soul and soul is not necessarily the one that the Taoist couple loves, hum!

Sang Jue ignored him, Xingguan didn't care if he was distracted. It was naturally the original body to coax people. He is now on guard against any sudden happenings and resolutely complete the tasks assigned by the original body.

The banquet entered the main venue, and Nangong Mingzhu began to show her own Taoism. The world of the Mahayana monks condensed into a purple palace, which caused the world to be inspiring in their breath, making people sigh. To oppose a Mahayana monk, it is to be an enemy of a world.

Auspicious clouds are everywhere, the fairy sound is faint, and the golden lotus is surging in the ground. Nangong Mingzhu is obviously just demonstrating the Mahayana Taoist Dharma, but this scene seems to be about to ascend immediately. The guests looked at each other and couldn't help but think of the rumors about the Immortal Cauldron.

Looking at another rumored immortal cauldron on the table, everyone was even more shocked. Sang Jue, who had just become a god, appeared in front of the people again. Looking at his breath, he was already the Taoist Lord of the Second Tribulation!

Could it be that they are really the asset of the Immortal Cauldron?

"No, Sang Jue has traces to follow along the way, and there is a true immortal Taoist companion by his side. If the immortal cauldron had probably ascended, the elder sister of Xiaoyaotang was very suspicious. If she had not openly held the Mahayana fairy banquet, who would have known that Taixuan actually had such a peerless pearl?" Some monks had strange eyes and had greed for each other. Faced with such a powerful immortal cauldron, they were the best at wisdom.

The monk with Sang Jue looked at his eyes and nose, and pretended to be serious about savoring the fine wines, protecting himself, and resolutely not participating in any discussion.

After Nangong Mingzhu demonstrated the Mahayana Taoist Dharma, she smiled brilliantly: "Can there be fellow Taoists discussing the Dharma with me?"

"The heavenly king is majestic, we dare not be arrogant." Everyone came to attend the banquet, and it was not easy to fight before they could find out her details.

"It's just a battle. I'll come and ask for advice." As soon as the words were finished, a warrior stood up to ask for advice. The newborn calf was not afraid of a tiger, and the straight guest did not fight. The younger generation brought him was ready to try it with the new Mahayana Heavenly Lord.

"The Golden Warrior of the Zhoutian Empire." Nangong Mingzhu glanced casually, then waved her hand and shot down the powerful warrior to the ground.

The words of contempt and neat movements make people wonder.

Sang Jue was sending messages to a group of old friends of Taixuan Immortal Sect, waiting for the people in the plan to appear one after another.

For some reason, she was a little impatient, and she didn't feel a little relieved until Wanqi Yunrong and Ling Qingqing came to visit.

"The Zhoutian Immortal Sect congratulates the Lord of Xiaoyao Island for his joy in Mahayana."

"The Zhoutian Empire congratulates the Lord of Xiaoyao Island for his joy in Mahayana."

"The Zhoutian Academy congratulates the Lord of Xiaoyao Island for his joy in the Mahayana."

Immediately afterwards, the three major forces in Zhoutian Continent came to congratulate him. They met Ling Qingqing behind Wanqi Yunrong and began to compete.

"The witch of the country is in trouble, kill!"

"Oh, you can't tell your fortune yourself, but you came to trouble me as a weak woman. Are you embarrassed?" Ling Qingqing was very brave. In front of everyone, regardless of whether he was still on Zhou Tian's wanted list, he pulled the Taoist partner Yan back to Jianjun and went straight to Sang Jue to reminisce about the past.

"Mom, why are you here?" Sang Jue pretended to be curious.

"Isn't you worried about you? Everyone says you are the immortal cauldron, I have to justify your name." Ling Qingqing said angrily, "After all, everyone in the world is greedy, and the ascension passage is about to be repaired. Who knows what they will do?"

Sang Jue couldn't help but smile: "I'm not."

"I'm afraid because I'm not afraid. If so, what else are you afraid of?" Ling Qingqing rolled her eyes, and the two sat in one place and squeezed away the Taoist couple next to her and spoke, without taking Zhou Tian's people seriously at all.

Finally someone got angry and danced with a sledgehammer in his hand: "It must be tested whether it is true or false. The world needs a large number of ascension immortals to defend their homes. The immortal cauldron is a world resource. How can you hide it privately!"

Nangong Mingzhu smiled coldly: "If you have any grudges, go out to fight, I will forbid martial arts on Xiaoyao Island."

"Tsk, you are also one of the suspects. As the Mahayana Heavenly Lord, you should make due contributions to Taixuan." A hunchbacked old man hiding in the corner appeared. His normal ascension was hopeless. He could only attempt other means, but he would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one person go.

"The Immortal Cauldron is a divine object given by heaven and belongs to the public. How can those who have given up the heavenly responsibilities to the Immortal Cauldron be hidden from their own privacy?" A dark cloud rolled in the distance, and another Buddhist practitioner wearing a cassock and holding an abbot appeared.

Sang Jue was startled by the loud Buddha sound, wondering why Buddhist practitioners have always jumped out of the Three Realms, so how could they have trespassed into this muddy water?

She looked closely and saw that the bun on the top of the Buddha's head was filled with skeletons. It turned out that this was a fallen evil Buddha demon.

One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon.

Ascend to the dark age ten thousand years, many powerful people cut off their paths, and became a place that was even more depraved than evil devil cultivators.
Chapter completed!