The auspicious atmosphere was lingering, eight flying dragon jade pillars carried auspicious clouds, and the Shixiantai Pavilion made of jade was shrouded in a faint golden light.
Under Shixiantai, thousands of pots of flowers bloomed in various varieties, and the breeze was coming to caress, and the fragrance was swaying.
Lian slowly walked into the seat until the highest position on the immortal platform at that time.
That position is a chair in the shape of a golden lotus.
In previous years, this chair was empty.
And this year, its owner will soon be here.
Qingyin pursed her pink and thin lips, lowered her eyes, and followed her obediently behind her master.
Today she was wearing a goose yellow dress, which looked particularly pure and lovely.
All the immortals and gods knew that the Illusion Lotus God Lord accepted a disciple, and he was also a mortal.
Although I have heard of it, I have not seen it with my own eyes.
Fortunately, I have met again. How could these immortals and gods who secretly like gossip miss such a good opportunity?
So, a large majority of people present stared at Qingyin's little face.
They had to admire that this little face was extremely bright, with black hair, now combed into a small bun, two gorgeous ribbons wrapped around it, tied into a beautiful bow.
Her snow-white skin, although she is only eleven or twelve years old, she is enough to see her future beauty.
A mortal, and a child, now facing such a big scene, she not only does not panic, but also has a rare calmness.
Look at her being followed slowly behind the God of Fantasy Lotus, Yanran looked like a little fairy.
After Lian sat down, she raised her hand slightly, indicating that all the immortals and gods did not have to be restrained and took their seats.
Since there was only one seat on the ten steps, Qingyin had to stand behind Lian's seat.
Looking at the gods who could not call each other in the audience, although they kept a good smile on their faces, they were so nervous that they felt very nervous.
Especially underneath, dozens of pairs of eyes, when she looked at her from time to time, Qingyin even missed her heart.
Just as she was so nervous that she twisted her little hand into a tweak shape and didn't know where to look, she heard the immortal master say, "Qingyin, sit next to her teacher."
Qingyin was shocked when she heard this, and woke up, shook her head in a hurry, "I dare not."
After all, she studied in Wenhua Palace for a while and knew the importance of identity and etiquette in the fairy world.
Now, she has the opportunity to appear at this hibiscus banquet and stands on this level ten gold staircase, all relying on the identity of the immortal master in the two realms of immortals and gods.
At the steps, the immortals and gods were even more surprised to hear that the Immortal Lotus God Lord cared about this mortal disciple so much and even let her sit beside him.
Among them, some people have long heard that the Illusion Lotus God not only broke the convention of not accepting disciples, but also didn't care that the disciple was a mortal. She also brought it to heaven and arranged it to Putuo Hall in the thirty-third heaven.
The thirty-third heaven is where many immortals dream.
They continue to work hard to improve their cultivation, so that they can achieve success as soon as possible and reach the gods of the thirty-third heavens.
Becoming a god is not as simple as a day and a night.
Many immortals who have experienced the tribulations ultimately cannot escape the fate of the tribulation.
This time, how many immortals and gods would be jealous of Qingyin and were jealous of her life being so good.
The mortal who can live in Putuo Hall without having to endure the 39th heavenly tribulation. Perhaps from ancient times to the present, Fei Qingyin is the only one!
For a moment, everyone couldn't help but look at Qingyin again.
And this time, I looked at the soles of my feet from the beginning.