"I can't have a little elder. I have already booked a banquet in the Zuixianque. We will not return until noon today."

The Prince of Daxia secretly sent a message and invited Yang Yu to the banquet.

Yang Yu did not refuse. Anyway, I had nothing to do for a while, so I just went for a good meal.

"Today should be celebrated." Yao Yuekong smiled. He also had this idea, and had mentioned it before.

"Don't forget to pay back the money. I will pay the account of Daoyi Holy Land by myself."

Yang Yu said to Prince Daxia, came to the female Taoist priest and the old Taoist nun, and piled 125,000 kilograms on the ground.

The two of them were murderous eyes that made Yang Yu's heart pound. He was afraid that when Prince Daxia paid the bill, he could use resentment to curse himself to death.

"Wuliang Tianzun, I didn't win you behind you this time. It's a pity. However, all the thirty-six source stones are rare and rare. I'm afraid I can become my stepping stone for me. Thank you!"

Yang Yu spoke, and looked at the old Taoist nun and the female Taoist priest and said.

"snort!"

The old Taoist nun snorted, her face even worse!

Did you hear it! Did you hear it!

Thirty-six pieces of source stone are all filled with peerless rare treasures!

Not to mention the black gold sword with dragon pattern, it still has a value of two or three million jin source!

Even if they were telling a holy land, their hearts were bleeding at this moment.

"I will meet the Holy Son of Yaochi, it's just a matter of time."

The female Taoist priest spoke lightly, but her face was still plain and her tone was calm.

"Wuliang Tianzun, then you have to let a few Supreme Elders accompany you, otherwise you will be fooled by Yang Yu to the Yaochi Holy Land. Of course, it is possible to be captured."

Yang Yu said lightly, looking at the female Taoist priest with a smile.

The female Taoist priest looked at Yang Yu without answering, and the look of the old Taoist nun on the side made Yang Yu feel embarrassed. He immediately turned around and left, and walked towards Prince Daxia and others.

"I can't have a little elder, we have to talk about the source technique today."

The eldest and older prince said that his sister was also following.

"Miaoyi, I want to prepare a table of rare dishes at noon and give them wine to each other. I wonder if my little brother has any spare time?" An Miaoyi suddenly smiled and sent a message.

This most beautiful woman in the East Wilderness has her every frown and smile. It is something that many people can't ask for to be invited by her.

She waited for Yang Yu to respond, and if it was spread, it would definitely make many men in the Divine City envious and jealous.

Jiang Yifei's white clothes are dust-free, like a jade tree facing the wind, and his smile is very contagious.

Next to him, many old people were also very direct and extended an olive branch to Yang Yu. They not only value Yang Yu, but also valued his source skills.

Of course there are many people who have this idea. If they can get along well with a genius of Source Art, they will have great wonders.

The Divine City is a place of storms and convergences. The powerful people in the East Wilderness, the royal family in Zhongzhou, and the giants in Beiyuan are often seen.

Everything here is extremely luxurious and prosperous. Zuixianque is known as one of the eight immortal restaurants in the divine city, floating in the air.

This is a jade building and jade. Every brick and tile of the palace is carved from jade, beautiful and magnificent, like a dream.

Yang Yu rejected the others and climbed to the Zuixian Palace with Prince Daxia and Yao Yuekong, so the little nun naturally walked with him.

White mist is shrouded in the clouds, the palace is surrounded by carved beams and painted roads, and it is magnificent, as if it has arrived at the ancient heaven.

Several people soared up the sky, stepped on the white jade stairs, and looked back. The clouds were misty, looking down at the world below, as if they had really entered the fairy world.

"I dare to ask if there is an immortal in heaven?" Prince Daxia sighed and chanted casually.

In this world, monks can fly to the sky and hide, laugh and proudly in the sky, pass by the clouds and mists, and travel thousands of miles in an instant. If he is in his hometown, he is already a god.

The White Jade Avenue spread forward like a bridge to the sky. They strolled up and walked forward step by step. Many spiritual birds and rare beasts were flying among the clouds and mists.

Among the towering palaces, sixteen young girls flew in the air and landed among the clouds and mists, saluting them respectfully and leading several people forward.

Zuixiangu is very particular, and retro buildings are like having experienced thousands of generations, engraved with the mark of time, and are magnificent without losing a precipitation called foundation.

Yang Yu smiled and said, "Everything here belongs to the Beiyuan Golden Family. Brother Yuekong, aren't you afraid of causing trouble?"

"The visitors are guests, and they will not be unreasonable and will smash their own signs."

Yao Yuekong has amazing force and it is difficult for his peers to find an opponent. Not long ago, he fought with the successor of the Golden Family and suffered a loss and formed a grudge.

"Please, please, distinguished guests."

The sixteen young girls are all good monks, but here they can only guide the way and help customers pour wine and dish dishes.

"Nantian Gate?!"

Yang Yu's expression moved, and there were three ancient characters engraved on the magnificent giant gate ahead. When he walked here, there were clouds and mist everywhere under his feet.

"This is built by imitating the legendary ancient heaven." Prince Daxia introduced that he was obviously a regular visitor here.

"The Qing Emperor, who has been around for more than 10,000 years, mentioned that he wanted to build a heavenly court and listed such a pattern, but eventually died." Yao Yuekong explained.

The Qing Emperor was the emperor of the demon clan thousands of years ago and Yan Ruyu's ancestor. It is hard to verify how many years he lived.

"Impossible, it's just that Emperor Qing said." Prince Daxia shook his head.

Passing through the South Gate of Heaven, the front is extremely open and divided into four areas, including spring, summer, autumn and winter.

"here……"

Yang Yu was surprised that he saw a wider range of palaces than he saw on the ground, and there were many palaces. The four major parks had different scenes in the four major seasons.

Yao Yuekong said: "There are four barriers here. Although they cannot be compared with the small world opened by ancient sages, they are almost self-contained. The Beiyuan Golden Family has a deep attainment in the way of space."

A girl next to her whispered softly, saying, "Please choose the park for the guests."

In the end, Yang Yu chose the winter scene. Since he came to this world, he has never seen the season when snowflakes fall.

The cold air blew towards us. The palace was covered with silver and the snow was dancing. They stood under the palace, and their eyes were covered in white.

Yang Yu was lost in his mind and thought of the past, the same snowy season, those people and things...

Nowadays, it is difficult to meet again by a star field.

The faint fragrance wafts, the vigorous plum trees, proudly snowing in the wind, blooming flowers in the bitter cold, and sprinkling crystal in the cold.

They sat down, watched the snow and enjoyed the flowers while drinking, which was a unique charm.

After drinking several times the wine, even the little nun in white drank red and her big eyes were shiny.

"Your Highness Princess, you are a monk, how can you drink?" Yang Yu joked.

The little nun in white did not lose her hair and covered it with her snow-white hat. She wrinkled her delicate nose and muttered in a low voice: "I am practicing in the world."

Yao Yuekong said: "I heard it long ago that Buddhism has all kinds of magical powers and magical techniques, all of which are worldly magical techniques, but I have never seen them before."

"What is the name of the Buddha now? The Buddha in the past or the Buddha of Tathagata?" Yang Yu asked lightly.

"The Buddha is the World Honored One, and he has no other name." said the little nun in white.

"What kind of Buddha is my master Shakyamuni?" Yang Yu asked casually.

The little nun in white clothes suddenly stopped, and her shiny big eyes stared at the small wine glass, not saying anything more.
Chapter completed!