Wet viviparity

Chapter 655 Congratulations, present auspicious horse
The fairyland of Tonghua Palace is located in a corner of the palace. It is quiet, elegant and fragrant.

In the courtyard, on the upper three-tiered terrace, there is a red pearl as a lamp, with a golden core as a flame. The master is sitting cross-legged on a green jade couch. Two jade chimes are hung on the left and right below the terrace, ringing as the clouds move back and forth, and the sound is like breaking ice falling to the ground.

The long-armed swordsman Ma Hu was standing below the master, waving his pair of long arms that went beyond his knees, and talking about something in high spirits. The master listened with a faint smile, saying a few words from time to time, his face full of reminiscence.

In the cracks between the clouds and fog in the courtyard, lotus pods emerged, holding jade cups filled with amber wine.

In a large corridor in the courtyard, there were many guests sitting, with their sleeves hanging down. They took cups to drink and behaved in a measured manner, as if they were afraid of losing their composure in the courtyard, so they only took a few sips and did not dare to drink more.

The nun Xinru and Li Murong were sitting here, chanting scriptures silently. Above their heads, there was a lamp hanging, and the Buddha's light was flowing, covering the ground in the corridor.

On the left, the Fire Dragon Master, with a sword on his back, is drunkenly twirling his beautiful beard.

Sparks leaked from his fingers, and when they fell to the ground, they turned into red dragons that entangled and swam around, teasing the old white-shelled turtle with a jade crown on its head next to it.

Sitting on the turtle's back was an old Taoist with a bald head and white beard, carrying a large purple-skinned gourd half a person's height on his back. He hung his head and snored slightly, as if he was taking a nap. Beside him was a strong man carrying a coral wine jar, serving him.

In the west corridor, the red-faced Zao Ling'er, Chun Hongzi, and Master Yuan Ren and Ding Minjun who had arrived at some point in time were chatting in a low voice, toasting each other from time to time, and giving instructions and praises to the busy Ding Ruyi.

Beside Zao Ling'er, his two fairy boys holding the incense burner were in front of the coral screen, dipping their hands in the flowing clouds and writing the congratulatory messages as ordered.

In the east corridor, Concubine Pei Yu's sedan chair stopped behind the corridor.

The four of them, the master and his disciples, almost monopolized the corridor. Pei Lan, the youngest disciple, looked around and was overwhelmed by the beautiful scenery. He thought, "Master always says that we cannot be truly free in heaven, but if I could live here permanently, I would be willing to do so even if it meant shortening my life.

Unfortunately, although the master has attained enlightenment and has already cultivated the Yang God, he is not among the Taiyi positive numbers and can only be a secluded earthly immortal in the lower world.

If I want to enjoy this immortal blessing, I must climb up to a high branch and get his support. Otherwise, with my talent and understanding, even if I am favored by my master and have accumulated good deeds, I can only live to be 500 years old.

Thinking this in her heart, she came to the side of Senior Sister Shoutounu and said in a delicate manner, "Senior Sister, you and Senior Brother Lingxu had a very pleasant conversation just now, and you seem to get along quite well. Could you introduce me to him?"

"Brother Lingxu?"

Shoutounu came back to her senses from the scenery of the fairyland and glanced at Pei Lan'er, "Lingxuzi is the Taoist master of Taiping Mountain. He is in charge of a state, holds the power of Taoism, and the people look up to him. How can you be his senior brother?

Junior sister, I advise you not to have any extravagant hopes.

This Lingxuzi has never had any female confidante since he became famous. It can be seen that he is a true Taoist who is pure-hearted and has few desires, and values ​​Taoism more than his life.

If he had not yet cultivated his magical powers, his future would not be so bright and far-reaching, and the master might still be able to help you find a good match. But since he has magical powers and the Cang Dan, he must have a very righteous mind and will not be disturbed by relatives and friends, so even the master is not sure. "

“Big sister, just treat me as a pitiful junior sister.

You were born with a divine appearance, and your master regards you as his successor, but I can only cling to others and seek a positive result."

"You!"

Shoutou's heart softened, but she didn't let her off, saying in an inexplicable tone: "On Qionghua Island, you are the favored one, Wang Yuan is the capable one, and I am the one who inherited the mantle. Our master really treats everyone equally.

I also know that I was born with this appearance, which is very different from the ordinary people, and it is difficult for people to like me. "

"Junior sister is wrong. We were never close on the island before, and there were many complaints behind our backs."

Pei Lan'er kept talking, but was interrupted by Shoutou Girl. She knew that Pei Lan'er only behaved like this because of Lingxuzi, and she was extremely disgusted in her heart, but after all, they were from the same sect, and she couldn't bear to refuse her.

"When Lingxuzi comes over, I will introduce him if there is a chance."

The Shoutou woman said.

She was thinking that all the wise men in this fairyland gathered here, and when Lingxuzi came over later, how could he care about her, a wandering immortal from the South China Sea? This little junior sister's thoughts would be in vain.

Wang Yuan heard every word they said. An idea suddenly occurred to him, and he came to Pei Yufei without making any noise.

Wang Yuan stood outside the protective aura of Pei Yufei, and said with his hands raised as if offering a treasure: "Master, the guests are here, why not take this opportunity to present those boxes of gifts and let the master choose one of the four precious beasts to serve as a mount."

Pei Yufei didn't say anything and looked bored.

Wang Yuan noticed his master's emotions and his expression changed. He knew that his master had a plan, and unless he knew that the plan would definitely not work, even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he would still follow the plan.

These four beasts were carefully bred on Qionghua Island. Although they were called rare beasts, they were actually forced hybrids. Their purpose was to humiliate the master, just like those large boxes of miscellaneous treasures. "Pei Xian."

At this time, a loud shout was heard, it was the voice of Master Fire Dragon.

The Immortal drank a mouthful of wine and was already a little drunk. He wiped the wine on his beard and pointed at Concubine Pei with a smile, "Since you have already decided to present a gift, why are you hesitant when you are in the court? I'm afraid you are not good enough to present it."

After the immortal spoke, the court gradually became quiet.

Pei Yufei said: "Huolong, everyone knows that you are good at fortune-telling. I'm afraid you already know that Lingxuzi has a pearl and jade in front of you, and you have an ancient divine horse hidden. But you want me to show off my ugliness. I am a little arrogant."

Master Huolong burped, shook his head and said, "Now that an evil guest has come to visit, it's time to ask for justice."

"You are just a real person, still among ordinary people. Even your master, Mr. Lan from the Great Chunyang Palace, has never spoken to me so arrogantly in person."

Pei Yufei was really angry, and the power of the Yangshen Immortal was overwhelming.

For a moment, all the Taoists in the court used their own methods to withstand the pressure from the Yangshen Immortal.

If it were in the mortal world, as soon as the nameless true fire in the immortal's heart moved, the outside world would have turned into molten fire.

In front of the steps outside the Immortal Court, under the shadow of the fire date tree, Ding Ruyi stood among the strong men and fairies, sweat pouring down his forehead, praying that his teacher would arrive soon to stabilize the tense situation in the Immortal Court.

"Hissing Law!"

A loud neigh was heard outside the courtyard, and a white horse with golden eyes was seen circling the empty courtyard three times, and suddenly landed in the courtyard. In the middle of the courtyard, amid the lingering fragrance of the cauldron, it raised its hooves and reared up, with its red mane fluttering, showing its majestic appearance.

When True Man Huolong saw the divine horse, he danced and even started to sing while drunk.

“It looks like frost white, yet the whole body is bright and clear.

His mane shines like cinnabar quenched by fire, and his pupils shine like the sun's soul melting gold.

When it walks, its hooves do not get dust on it, and it steps on the air as if riding the wind. When it calls, the sound breaks through the clouds and echoes in the deep valleys.

In the past, there was an ancient hermit who saw it on the cliff of a fairy island. He rode it across the quicksand and weak water, and traveled thousands of miles in a moment.

According to the legend, if you ride this horse, you will live as long as the mountains, avoid disasters and pursue good fortunes. It has a spirit that can reach the stars. Only a person of great virtue can control it, and only a person with profound understanding can approach it. It is the place where the spirits of heaven and earth gather. How can it be restrained by ordinary reins? ! "

After singing, True Man Huolong looked directly at Pei Xian without any hesitation, and glanced at the four beasts under the chariot outside the corridor behind him.

The four beasts were already intelligent. From the moment Kirara's horse appeared, they had already felt ashamed of themselves. They all lay on the ground, covering their faces and bodies with their claws or wings. Wang Yuan, who had just made the suggestion to his master, was even more embarrassed.

Kirara's divine horse leaped down from the stove smoke, bowed with all four hooves on the ground under the terrace, and said, "My little beast pays homage to the master, begging for his acceptance, and to serve as a load."

The local master was sitting on the terrace, with a hint of surprise in her eyes. She had always been a prudent person, but at this moment she couldn't help feeling a little sad. It seemed that the Kirara God was telling her something - that the little disciple seemed to have completed his apprenticeship and could give back to her.

After looking around, the local master deliberately asked in public, "Ma'er, who led you here?"

"Ha ha!"

Outside the courtyard, laughter echoed from the steps.

Three figures stepped forward under the gaze of the immortals.

Two of the figures were walking slowly behind, and one was striding forward, showing the gait of a dragon and a tiger. There was no doubt that they had occupied a superior position for a long time, as if the many Taoists in the court were the immortal Pei, the old swordsman Gao Zhen, the strange man of fire dragon, the hermit carrying the gourd in the Great Chunyang Palace, and all the real people in the Huangting Palace, and they were all serving as a foil.

Leng Cuishan walked with heavy steps. He was originally going to the courtyard with the Jintong brothers, but everyone's eyes were on Jintong, which made him feel ashamed and he slowed down his pace involuntarily.

He saw Jin Tong laughing loudly in front of him, walking in front of him, as if he were an ordinary person among the immortals and fairies in the courtyard. He felt that he was very much like the protagonist in a storybook, with the capacity to encompass the universe and swallow up the world, which was very impressive.

"Kirara Shinma is grateful for the noble and elegant virtue of his teacher. He came here on his own, so why does he need someone to lead him?"

Ji Ming bowed and smiled.

(End of this chapter)