A strong gust of wind came, and Master Yunyang was blown out of the house and fell onto his back. He quickly got up, without bothering to pat the dust off his body, and walked back into the house.
The golden lion lying at the door turned over on the ground, stretched out one paw, glanced sideways at Master Yunyang, and growled a warning.
This mythical beast got angry with its master, and Master Yunyang did not dare to move forward.
"Holy Mother, Master Dingguang said it's your turn. I went back and checked. Holy Mother, you haven't received a martial arts post for two thousand years."
"Get out!" The door slammed shut.
Master Yunyang was so frightened that he trembled all over.
"Dingxian said in front of me when I was choosing the director that I would leave Penglai affairs to him in the future. Why are you coming to me now? Did you take it for granted?"
Master Yunyang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and continued to explain patiently: "Master Dingguang received most of the martial arts invitations. Master Dingguang said that what he promised back then was an internal matter in Penglai, and this martial arts invitation is for external parties."
"It's Penglai's business to the outside world. Don't talk to me about it. I won't go!"
"Holy Mother, the people in Kunlun have been waiting for a quarter of an hour. The only daughter of the Qingxiao God was entrusted by the Holy Mother of Yaochi to send flat peaches. I'm afraid it will be bad to wait too long."
Our Lady of Yaochi knows the virtues of Penglai people, so this year she specially asked people from Kunlun to bring flat peaches with them.
"I don't care whose daughter she is. If she wasn't born by me, why should I be held responsible? Flat peaches are not a rare thing, so I gave them to them!"
"Go find them!"
Master Yunyang is about to cry. If you can invite other masters, who dares to invite you?
Master Gongming said that he was wandering around and couldn't find anyone. Master Huanxi was drunk and fell unconscious. Master Dingguang...he didn't dare to disobey his own ancestor.
Our Lady of Jinling is the most honest. Although she has a hot temper, she is straightforward and she only says she doesn't want to go.
Seeing that he was still not leaving, the golden lion yawned lazily, its mane trembling slightly, and slowly walked towards him. The huge body and murderous aura of the mythical beast scared Master Yunyang back again and again.
This is also an ancestor. During the prehistoric period, he was famous for his ferocity and fought in all directions.
I wanted to have a good chat with it, but as soon as I looked up and met the sharp and majestic lion's eyes, my legs became weak and I couldn't move. I could only watch the golden lion gradually approaching.
The last method taught by Master suddenly came to mind.
do not care!
Lingyun Palace.
Two quarters of an hour almost passed. Lord Dongxu touched his beard and said helplessly: "I'm afraid I'll have to keep you here for a few more days this year."
True Lord Ziyang joked: "Jiuyang brought a jar of Liuguang Dew when he went back last time. I must have two jars this year."
"That's not okay. Treat everyone equally."
"Can I promise not to say anything?"
Hongying's face was not very good, and she looked at the closed door of Lingyun Palace in front of her, feeling unhappy in her heart. Kunlun is the first of the four immortal mountains, and my father, Qingxiao God, is also the first of the four great gods, respected by all immortals.
Penglai treats guests like this, is it deceiving me that there is no one in Kunlun?
"Why hasn't anyone come to pick up the post yet?" Hongying asked seriously.
The smile on Zhenjun Dongxu's face paused, then he smiled helplessly while stroking his beard, and asked: "Is the master of the goddess Bixia Yuanjun?"
"Exactly."
Ziyang tugged on Hongying's sleeve, gave her a comforting look, and replied: "Bixia Yuanjun and Hongying have been living in Mount Tai for a long time, and they just returned to Yaochi not long ago."
It means that children don’t know the rules of Penglai, so don’t blame them.
Hongying was still dissatisfied, and she wanted to speak several times but was persuaded by Ziyang Zhenjun's eyes.
The immortals below the Lingyun Palace were tired of waiting and had no fun. The ancestors were showing off the people of Kunlun again.
"I'm going to stay for a few more days."
"I thought the ancestors would give me some face when Hongying came."
"Going to practice."
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Hongying became even more angry as she listened to the discussions of the immortals, and turned to look at them.
Zhu Shang was sitting on Guo Mang's shoulder, standing out from the crowd, and she saw it at a glance.
Guo Mang was making a bet with the immortal friend next to him on whether the ancestors would show up today. Zhu Shang was shaking his legs and watching the show leisurely, and from time to time he ordered peanuts and melon seeds from the pocket of the immortal friend next to him.
Seeing her looking over, Zhu Sang smiled brightly and continued to eat melon seeds.
Hong Yingying frowned and became more annoyed. Why is she laughing? She is deliberately looking at my joke!
After waiting for another half moment, Hongying lost her patience and almost crushed the basket in her hand. Just when she couldn't help but open her lips to say goodbye, several exclamations suddenly came from the crowd.
"Hey...why did the little master get up there?"
A petite figure in green clothes jumped up the stone steps. She looked up at the people in front of the hall. Her round face was still childish, her eyes were as clear as two grapes, her lips were smiling, and her complexion was
White and tender, the whole body exudes youthful vitality and is full of aura.
She suddenly raised her hand and said loudly: "Give me the martial arts post."
Everyone was dumbfounded and fell into an awkward silence.
Hongying sneered and said in a contemptuous tone: "Do you really think that anyone can accept the martial arts title?"
Hearing this, all the Penglai immortals present frowned and felt angry. No matter how useless the young master was, he would not be disliked by anyone other than Penglai.
"Can't I pick it up?" Zhu Sang asked innocently.
"Master, of course, I can take it." True Lord Dongxu bowed his head and saluted, and all the immortals below the steps also knelt upright, which was a grand gesture.
Although Zhenjun Ziyang was surprised that the young master was just a Nascent Soul, he was willing to cooperate. His task was to deliver the martial arts invitation, and it had nothing to do with him who accepted it.
With her Nascent Soul cultivation, she was afraid that she would not be able to open the door of Lingyun Palace. Thinking of this, Master Ziyang held up the golden post and knelt in front of the palace, and other immortals in Kunlun also knelt down.
Only the red cherry tree still stood in front of the temple with a basket.
Her face was extremely cold, and her beautiful eyes were full of contempt.
"Each immortal sect in the Four Immortals Martial Arts Competition needs an ancestor from the Great Dao Stage to accompany him and protect him. She is only a Nascent Soul cultivation base, so why should she take the post? If the immortal friends in Penglai enter the Land of Bones and have an accident, she can go in and save them.
?"
Speaking of this, she chuckled and continued: "If she goes in, the immortal friends in Penglai will have to protect her."
This statement made sense. Everyone in Penglai was very angry, but they could not refute it.
The little master is indeed too useless!
No matter how good-tempered Lord Dongxu was, he couldn't put a smile on his face at this time. He glared at Lord Ziyang and hinted that he should take care of Hongying.
Ziyang was also frightened by her words. Our Lady of Yaochi kindly asked Hongying to bring Pantao with her, with the intention of helping him, but she didn't expect that there was something wrong with the person she chose, and it turned out to be a negative help.
Zhu Shang was still smiling, with no trace of anger visible.
"Kunlun is indeed the number one sacred mountain. The daughter of Qingxiao God can take care of Penglai's internal affairs."
These words were too serious! True Lord Ziyang was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
"Hongying, kneel down!" He spoke in a majestic tone, no longer caring about the identity of the goddess, and ordered her as a senior in the sect.
Hongying rarely heard such a tone, her body trembled, she bit her lip and stared at Zhu Shang.
The purpose of kneeling down with great ceremony as a gift was to let future generations appreciate the achievements of the ancestors in the prehistoric wars. When she wanted to kneel, she was also kneeling to those gods from the prehistoric era, not to this weakling in the Nascent Soul stage.