Deng Chanyu rides the clouds to the 33rd Heaven.
Nuwa said let her come directly, Zhao Gongming also made an invitation, she is still a little doubtful, if she has obtained the fruit of the Dao level, she will not be afraid, but now the realm of heaven spirit is a little low, if there is no name of her in the list of Yaochi Queen Mother's side, she would feel embarrassed.
Deng Chanyu is preparing to look for Long Ji first to inquire about the situation.
After entering the Southern Heavenly Gate, she continued to walk in, and the cloud-wreathed corridors inside could only see some immortal cranes and immortal monkeys. Occasionally, she could see a few hurriedly moving heavenly soldiers and generals, who were strangers to her, so she couldn't ask them anything.
Even before the Peach Blossom Feast was held, the heavenly court remained quietly, without much vitality.
From this perspective, the War of Deification was indeed an inevitable event. Without the three hundred and sixty-five orthodox gods, and without the eighty-four thousand heavenly soldiers and generals who are about to ascend to heaven, the heavenly court side is too shabby, it's like a makeshift troupe. Inevitably, she began to doubt the "greatness" of this grand gathering.
Deng Chanyu looked around, and far away, she saw an old man in a yellow robe. She showed a smile, and immediately walked over quickly.
"Dear Brother Huanglong, it has been several days since we last met, and I miss you very much."
Huanglong the Realman also warmly replied, "Sister Deng, you arrived very early."
Deng Chanyu smiled and said, "I came early because I came to look for Long Ji. I didn't expect that you, old master, came even earlier! You are always early and late, and there is still time for you to practice?"
From the last meeting on Mount Emei, it has actually been less than a month. For immortals, a month is really too fast, too fast to blink an eye.
"Brother Huanglong, how has your sect dealt with Prince Yinxiao?"
Huanglong the Realman lowered his voice and said, "Thank goodness for your reminder, Sister Deng. After my senior brother Guangchengzi enlightened himself, he was also scared out of his wits. He expelled Yinxiao that night from Kongtong Mountain. Ah, such a great calamity! So terrifying!"
Deng Chanyu calculated it silently in her mind, and Huanglong the Realman provided comprehensive information. She roughly calculated some things.
It's not clear what Guangchengzi was thinking. After all, one should carry out actions from start to finish. Even if you don't take on a disciple, if this Yinxiao has a karmic connection with you as a master-disciple, then if you no longer want him, why not send him back to where he came from? Guangchengzi directly expelled the person from Mount Kongtong and then ignored it after that.
Mount Kongtong is located to the west of Xī Qǐ. Yinxiao is alone, and how can he travel thousands of miles back to Zhāogōng City, the capital of Dongchāo, on foot?
"Today's grand gathering, we shall put aside those troubles and indulge in uninhibited drinking." Huanglong the Realman displayed an optimistic demeanor.
Deng Chanyu nodded: "Right, as Brother said."
Huanglong the Realman had excellent ties with the immortals, was deeply blessed in his own right, and was a direct disciple of Taishou Tianzun. He was well-received in the heavenly court.
"Sister, you're looking for Princess Longji? I actually don't know where this princess is, but it's all right; I'll help you inquire about it."
Helpful Huanglong the Realman introduced various gods while inquiring about the location of Princess Longji.
During this period, the realm of the immortals who served in the heavenly court was generally not high. Huanglong the Realman helped Deng Chanyu make introductions. She went past saying "I've heard of you for a long time," and others also smiled warmly in return. She didn't encounter anyone who dared to be disrespectful to her.
"Sister, this is the Barefoot Immortal. The Immortal has achieved enlightenment for many years and is a prestigious immortal of the highest rank in the heavenly court."
Deng Chanyu looked at this Barefoot Immortal and said, "His cultivation is higher than mine, but it's not much higher. He only wears a robe and holds a fan, he's bald and has bare feet, with an unrully appearance."
The Daoist Law of the post-Hongxia era has spread, not confined to the Xuanmen. Now there are many scattered immortals, such as the Wuyi Mountain Hermit Xiao Sheng Cao Bao, who are famous.
The Barefoot Immortal is also a scattered immortal.
Deng Chanyu quickly bowed and said, "Deng Chanyu has seen the great immortal. I have long heard of your name. I am new to the heavenly court and may have been rude. Please correct me if there is any wrongdoing."
The Barefoot Immortal didn't put on an air either. Before he spoke, he started laughing: "Hahaha, this old man has just lived a few more years, and in front of several great disciples of the major schools, this title of 'Great Immortal' is not deserved. However,"
He held back a little information, and Deng Chanyu played along, asking, "How?"
The Barefoot Immortal patted his belly and said, "This old man's belly is indeed big, you can say it's a big-bellied immortal. It's just a little bit of a great immortal." Laughing, he added, "Haahahahaha..."
Deng Chanyu laughed lightly twice, realizing that this was just a person who was good at creating a lively atmosphere. After another question, she found out that he was always invited by Wu Tian Shangdi and Yaochi Wangmu every time they held the Peach Blossom Feast.
Deng Chanyu became even more certain. The heavenly court was short of immortals now, and there might be a lull at the Peach Blossom Banquet, so they had specially arranged an atmosphere group.
After chatting for a few sentences, the atmosphere became lively, and she asked about the location of Princess Longji.
The Barefoot Immortal actually knows.
"Heard that Princess Longji was recently punished by the Queen Mother to guard the Peach Garden, and she should still be there. I'll take you to her."
Deng Chanyu was surprised, "What? Longji is guarding the Peach Blossom Garden?"
Wouldn't it be fine to take a few peaches by herself?
"Just point me to the location, Immortal."
"Alright."
The Barefoot Immortal indicated the location of the Peach Garden and gave two more pieces of advice on how to get to Yaochi. Then he, holding a fan, and Huanglong the Realman, went happily together.
Deng Chanyu bypassed the Hall of Heavenly Punishment and the Hall of Messages from the side, and along the way, she encountered more immortals.
She also saw the Jueling Immortal and talked to him for a while. Eventually, she came to a large courtyard.
The Peach Garden.
The three golden characters were heavy and full of the essence of the water element.
The innate peach tree is not as hard as the innate gongtong tree. As an innate lingroot, after the creation of the world, it has not undergone any hardships and has been protected well.
The heavenly court is a place where the qi yun of the three realms converges. If the peach tree were left to grow freely, it could grow to a height that breaks through the Hongxia world. The Yaochi Queen Mother used great power to create this Peach Garden, and all the peach trees in the garden are branches of the original tree. As long as there is one peach tree left in the garden, the innate peach tree will not die.
Deng Chanyu walked into the Peach Garden and spent two incense sticks' time searching, finally seeing Long Ji lying on a branch, sleeping diagonally.
"Hey!"
"Wake up, don't sleep, the sun is shining on your buttocks."
Long Ji rubbed her eyes and, suddenly seeing Deng Chanyu, her mouth slightly opened and her cheeks blushed for a moment.
What are you blushing for?
A question mark appeared on Deng Chanyu's head, but she didn't think much about it.
She said with a teasing tone, "You sure are free and easy, managing such a large garden?"
Long Ji, having overcome the awkwardness of just waking up, subconsciously wiped her face with her sleeve. She then straightened her chest and lifted her head: "Why have you only just come to see me?"
Deng Chanyu was taken aback again. Where did this trace of resentment come from?
"It's just that I just broke through. Let's have roasted lamb, okay?"
As she spoke, she took out a small lamb that had already been roasted on the road.
