Chapter 328 Tianchi Feast
In the face of the comments around him, the blind old man seemed to have not heard it. He picked up the wine on the crystal table and drank it.
Many people showed resentment, but because they were in Tianchi at this moment, everyone temporarily pressed their anger, but still cast an angry look at the blind old man.
"That's all about the good wine in Tianchi." The blind old man slams and shakes his head and says.
"It's hateful that we were bullied by such young people." The young man sitting next to Kirin said angrily.
"Be sure to find a chance to kill this old thief." The woman also looked ashamed and angry.
Kirin'er seemed to be fourteen or fifteen years old, but she was very calm and silent. She just looked at the blind old man quietly.
"It turns out that he is a red English old thief who is shouted by everyone in the immortal world. Unexpectedly, he also got the order to gather immortals." Tong Xuefei said in a low voice.
"The old red thief did die in the wilderness at the beginning. How could he survive for no reason? Is there any adventure?" Xiangyifei frowned. Although Baihua Palace is not a big faction, the news is also well-informed.
"It won't be that simple..." Zhuge Buliang pondered and intuitively told him that the blind old man was full of secrets.
Is he really a big ** thief in the immortal world?
"The people of the Dugu family are coming." Someone was surprised.
Everyone followed the sound and saw a fairy cloud slowly falling in the air. On the top of the cloud, there were several old people standing. Everyone was a fairy light with a crane hair and a childlike face. Two of them turned out to be Dugu Yijian and Xia Dongliu.
And behind them, there is also a group of leading figures of the Dugu family, led by Dugu He and Dugu Bingyu, two wizards of the Dugu family.
"The old man is coming." The monkey was surprised.
Zhuge Fuliang quickly pressed him and shook his head at it, signaling not to mess around. At present, being in Tianchi is like entering a tiger's den for Zhuge Fuliang, and he must not reveal his identity.
Several old men such as Xia Dongliu and Dugu Yijian rushed up and went straight to the Crystal Palace in Tianchi. Du Gu He and Du Gu Bing Yu sat outside the hall. It is a place of discussion for the elders of major forces, and the younger generation can't enter.
Next, some older figures from major forces came, with great momentum.
"The real dragon is scattered." Someone was surprised.
In mid-air, a charming lady stepped into the air, and there seemed to be a golden dragon shadow around her, which was powerful and suffocating.
Behind him, he was followed by another disciple of Pan Longxiu and Zhenlong Sanren, Tian Yu.
The real dragon Sanren also flew to the Crystal Palace. Although the real dragon Sanren was born in Sanxiu, after all, he is a master of the godhood. His strength should not be underestimated, and Tianchi does not dare to neglect it.
Pan Longxiu and Tian Yu sat outside the hall. In front of one of the crystal platforms, a young man in white waved to them, and Pan Longxiu and Tian Yu walked over there.
"So they were there." Zhuge Buleang smiled and picked up a cup of good wine and drank it all.
At this moment, on a high platform not far from the palace, a white and graceful figure fell from the sky, accompanied by fairy sounds. The white snow of the saint of Tianchi was surrounded by a fairy light and fell on the stage.
Behind her, more than a dozen female disciples from Tianchi followed each other, removing dust with various temperaments, like a fairy.
Zhuge Fuliang unconsciously clenched the jade cup in his hand, and then released it. He saw that behind the saint Bai Xue of Tianchi, there was still a woman standing. Her purple clothes were floating, her temperament was ethereal, and the sacred aura surrounded her.
It's just plain.
"The saint of Tianchi is really beautiful and unparalleled. She deserves to be called a saint."
"Sure enough, it's like a nine-day mysterious girl going down to earth, and the women behind her are also extremely beautiful."
Some people can't help whispering.
But there is only one voice that seems quite discordant. Looking at the sound, it is the blind old man.
The blind old man tasted the wine and laughed, "White, white, purple, pink, blue... Oops~~~Vacuum..."
Naturally, others couldn't understand, but the woman sitting next to Kirin's face turned red, her silver teeth clenched tightly, and almost crushed the jade cup in her hand.
"White, white, white... So much white?" The blind old man shook his head with a wry smile and continued to taste the wine in the cup.
Although everyone doesn't know what he is talking about, it is definitely not a good word to come out of his mouth. Someone immediately cast a resentful look. But the blind old man turned a blind eye.
The voice of the saint of Tianchi Baixue is ethereal, as beautiful as the sound of heaven: "All Taoist friends, thank you very much for your presence in this Tianchi feast. The Taoist meeting is about to begin. After the conference, you Taoist friends who hold the order to gather immortals can enter the secret land of Tianchi. I won't say more complicated words. Next, this platform will be handed over to you. A Taoist friend."
After saying that, the saint of Tianchi and several female disciples of Tianchi left.
Everyone was bustling. In a short time, some practitioners went to the high platform to speak, explaining their feelings in practice and some bottlenecks encountered.
Other practitioners also whispered one after another, discussing and talking about some insights.
Zhuge Butang could listen to it at the beginning, but later he felt boring. He always believes that the improvement of cultivation requires him to go through constant battles and constantly hone himself to feel, rather than hearsay.
Obviously, there is more than one who is in the same situation as Zhuge Liang, such as Qilin, Pan Longxiu, Dugu He, Dugu Bingyu and other outstanding figures. They have their own opinions and feelings in practice.
And some demonic practitioners, such as Xiong Ba and Demon Prince, are completely deaf to the speeches on the stage. After all, there is a clear difference between the cultivation of the monster clan and the cultivation of the human race.
At this time, Zhuge Fuliang noticed that a man and a woman who followed Kirun's side fell in love with each other, and then walked out of Tianchi together.
Zhuge Burus frowned and took a look at the unicorn. It seemed that there was no reaction. He said to the monkey and quietly retreated, hiding his breath and following.
Zhuge Fuliang quietly followed them. The man and a woman left Tianchi and flew towards the vast snow in the distance.
"What the hell?" Zhuge Fuliang was not too close to them for fear of being found. It was not until they were about to disappear into the sky that Zhuge Fuliang rose from the sky and chased after them.
The man and a woman flew about a hundred miles away and stopped in a mountain pass. The mountain pass is full of snow. As soon as they fell down, the two hugged each other, kissed passionately, lingered together, and fell down in the snow.
Pieces of clothes flew down one by one, and in the blink of an eye, the two were already half** lingering in the snow.
For immortals, the cold of the snow has no impact on them at all.
"Brother, I'm suddenly so scared. Let's go back. After all, this is the land of Tianchi." The woman was pressed under her body by the other party, and Jiao* gasped.
"What are you afraid of? Everyone is at the banquet, and no one disturbs us." The man fell on the woman and whispered.
The woman is not silent, but gasping, catering to the man's barbarism.
"I asked you to get close to Kirin'er. What's the progress recently?" After lingering, the man suddenly asked.
The woman shook her head: "The little brother is indifferent, and he is only fifteen years old. I racked my brains and couldn't get his favor."
The man said, "Kirin is the son of the teacher. It must be right for us to have a good relationship with him. You must win over Kirin's heart as much as possible, so that we don't have to worry about having no status in the Zixiao School in the future. Maybe after Qiliner becomes the head teacher, we can still sit in the position of elder.
The woman nodded and fell obediently in the man's arms.
"Yo, the wish is good."
A faint laughter came, and Zhuge Fuliang stood on the top of the mountain not far away and looked at the two people with a smile.
ps: The four chapters have finally been written, and I'm exhausted.