Chapter 8: Fairyland Celebration
In this world, the magic medicine has disappeared, and none of the holy places can obtain it. Even the immortal dynasty that has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years cannot be found.

When the old saint lord of the East Wilderness and the old emperor lord of the Central Plains were about to die, they both chose to roam in the wilderness just for that one in ten thousand hope, but no one had ever heard of anyone finding the magic medicine.

A young genius appeared with a mysterious origin, and he cut out a magical medicine, which naturally caused a sensation and attracted the attention of heroes from all directions, who could not calm down.

Especially the geniuses of the younger generation, almost all of them in the Holy City came, intending to make friends with him.

The Holy Son Yaoguang stood in front, like a scorching sun, with a layer of golden light flowing on his body surface. His every move attracted people's attention, just like the Son of God.

"May I ask your name, brother?"

He was too sacred, with an extraordinary temperament, like a god. No one could have imagined that he was practicing ruthless magic skills and could devour people's essence at any time.

"Gu Wudi!"

The people around him gasped. This person really dared to give a name. If he didn't have a peerless master behind him, he would have been beaten to death with this name. This name was too pretentious and would attract hatred. They wished they could take his place.

"Invincible from ancient times to the present? You are really courageous, little brother!"

Yao Xi on the side spoke. Her hair was fluttering in the wind, black and shiny, her face was breathtaking, as bright as the divine moon. She was standing in front, as light as clouds, her long skirt dragged on the ground, outlining her graceful body, which was exquisitely undulating and graceful.

Standing next to the Holy Son Yaoguang, they were like a pair of gods.

A young man, covered in golden armor that was shining brightly, was the prince of the Great Xia Dynasty. He was heroic, with dragon energy flowing through him, shining brightly, and his cultivation was profound and unfathomable.

He also came forward to start a conversation and talked about the outer space.

“Although the Five Realms are vast and boundless, even the ancient saints could not walk through them, but they are not the only source of life.”

"The universe is so vast that it is hard to say exactly how many stars with life there are. It is hard to estimate."

. . . . . .

He mentioned overseas and brought up the topic.

Even a goddess like Yao Xi was shocked and a little surprised.

Beyond the vast five realms, there are actually other worlds. The universe is so vast that it is breathtaking.

After all, she is not the future Holy Lord, and her knowledge is limited. People like Yaoguang probably don't know much about it.

"There is a road that leads to the outside world. The ancient emperors all walked on it when they were young. It is mysterious and unpredictable."

Yao Yuekong spoke and mentioned some of them. In the Great Xia Dynasty, the Heavenly Demon Palace had a long history and profound background, and knew many secrets.

"I have heard that the Buddha came from outside the world hundreds of thousands of years ago."

An Miaoyi's long black hair is flying, she is ethereal and extraordinary, she is graceful and elegant, she has a natural body and an unparalleled fairy-like appearance. She is joining the discussion.

"The starry sky is vast, the universe is empty and dead, and only the ancient sages can cross it. The most important thing is the star field coordinates, otherwise even a sage may get lost in it."

Emperor Xian continued to perfect his pseudonymous persona and made up his mind: I, Gu Wudi, have a saint to protect me.

I am invincible, you can do whatever you want!

"I have booked a banquet at Zuixianque, please come and enjoy it, fellow Taoists. Don't leave until you are drunk."

Yao Yuekong spoke up and said that he was running the Tianyao Baoque in the Divine City and it would be beneficial for him to have good relations with the geniuses.

Among these people, some will become saints, emperors, etc. in the future, and their achievements will be immeasurable.

"can!"

Emperor Xian was the first to speak, and the others agreed one after another. They had meant this already.

Zuixianque is out of reach for others, but for them, hundreds or even thousands of kilograms of source are nothing.

Each of them is a genius, a rising star, known as a hero of the time, and has his own style.

This is a grand gathering of the younger generation, with saint-level figures joining in one after another along the way.

Some people think that if they are in the City of God and do not join this event, it proves that they are not ranked among the younger generation and are not in the first sequence.

The Divine City is a place where great events take place. Mighty men from the Eastern Wasteland, royal families from the Central Plains, and giants from the Northern Plains often appear.

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

This is a piece of jade palace. Every brick and tile of the palace is carved out of jade. It is gorgeous and magnificent, like a dream.

Yao Yuekong, Saint Son Yaoguang, Emperor Xian, Prince of Daxia, the little nun, Saint Maiden Daoyi, Saint Maiden Yaoguang, An Miaoyi, Saint Son Zifu, Jiang Yifei and others traveled together, talking and laughing along the way.

The white mist was lingering, and the palace was located in the clouds, with carved beams and painted buildings, and it was magnificent and golden. It was as if they had arrived in the ancient heaven. Several people flew up into the air, stepped on the white jade stairs, and looked back. The clouds and mist were hazy, overlooking the world below, as if they had really ascended to the fairyland.

"May I ask the heavens, are there immortals?" The prince of Daxia was filled with emotion and recited a sentence casually.

No one responded. This question was too grand and even the great emperors of ancient times would find it difficult to answer.

According to the ancient history of the Eastern Wasteland, there were several people who were suspected of becoming immortals, but in the end, they were all confirmed to have passed away. The more we understand, the more desperate and awed we become.

It is too heavy and has stumped countless heroes throughout history.

The white jade avenue stretched forward like a bridge to heaven. They strolled on it, moving forward step by step. Many rare and magical birds and animals were flying among the clouds.

Between the towering palaces, sixteen young girls flew in from the sky, landed among the clouds, bowed respectfully to them, and led the visitors forward.

Zuixianque is a very exquisite, retro building, which seems to have gone through thousands of generations and has been engraved with the marks of time. It is magnificent and has a kind of sedimentation called heritage.

The Great Xia prince smiled and said, "Everything here belongs to the Beiyuan Golden Family. Brother Yuekong, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"

"They are guests. They will not be unreasonable and destroy their reputation."

Yao Yuekong has amazing martial arts strength and is hard to find an rival among his peers. Not long ago, he had a fight with the heir of the Golden Family and both were injured, thus forming a grudge against him.

"Please come this way, distinguished guest." The sixteen young girls were all strong monks, but here they could only lead the way and help the guests pour wine and serve food.

"Nantianmen?" Yaoguang's expression changed. There were these three ancient characters engraved on the magnificent gate in front. When he walked here, there were clouds and mist everywhere under his feet.

"This was built in imitation of the legendary ancient heaven." The Great Xia Prince introduced, and he was obviously a frequent visitor here.

"In the mythological era, there was such a heaven!"

The Emperor Immortal talked to himself and also mentioned some secrets.

"Is there really such a heaven?"

Jiang Yifei spoke. He was very low-key and only at this moment did he truly get involved.

Only the Emperor Immortal knew that this person was very patient. Although his divine body was obviously much stronger than the Holy Son of Donghuang, he did not show off his abilities.

The imperial blood returned to his ancestral home, and the blood of Emperor Hengyu revived in his body. He also obtained part of the inheritance of Emperor Henren, so he would not be weaker than the biological son of the Taigu Emperor.

He is one of the few people in Eastern Wilderness who he looks up to.

If he didn't have the potential to achieve the minimum level of a Quasi-Emperor, he would be too weak to be an Emperor Immortal.

His potential is limited, and he is not from the same world at all. He is not even qualified to be a general under his command.

"I have only vaguely heard from my elders that there was such a heaven in ancient times, which was extremely glorious, and the Nine Mysteries were also related to it. The time was too long, so long that it is hard to imagine, and my knowledge is limited."

Emperor Xian responded and chatted with them about some old things.

After passing through Nantianmen, the front is extremely open and divided into four areas, with four scenes of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Emperor Xian chose the winter scene. Since coming to this world, he has never seen a season with falling snowflakes.

The cool air blew towards them, the palace was covered in silver, and heavy snow was fluttering. They stood under the palace, with a vast expanse of white in front of them.

The faint fragrance wafts in the air, and the vigorous plum trees stand proudly against the snow and wind, blooming in the bitter cold and scattering crystals in the chill.

They sat down, drinking and watching the snow and flowers, which was a unique experience.

After drinking several glasses of wine, even the little nun in white had a red face and her big eyes were sparkling.

Saint Maiden Yaoguang and An Miaoyi also had rosy complexions and were full of charm and touching. Even the indifferent Saint Maiden Daoyi became more lively. They talked about secrets, exchanged names, and everyone became much more familiar with each other.

This table of wine and banquet is worth thousands of kilograms and is already quite expensive, but compared with the legendary fairy banquet, it is nothing.

"The Immortal Banquet here often involves tens of thousands of kilograms of sources. It is specially prepared for the Holy Lord and the Great Ones, and needs to be booked in advance. Otherwise, it will be difficult to gather all the ingredients."

Talking about the Immortal Banquet, even Yao Yuekong, the young master of the Heavenly Demon Palace, was astonished.

"There are only a few Immortal Banquets a year. They are only held occasionally when the Holy Lord entertains powerful people. We should not think too much about it. However, I really want to drink a cup of enlightenment tea at the Immortal Banquet. It is said that even powerful people may have an epiphany because of it."

When Emperor Xian realized the truth about the ancient tea tree, he thought of that old tree. It was really miserable.

His elder brother, the good-for-nothing prince of heaven in the original novel, had a trunk of the ancient tea tree of enlightenment, and he also had a trunk of it, which was a treasure of enlightenment.

The Immortal Emperor also has a coffin lid. God knows how many times he has chopped it off. He has fleeced the sheep so ruthlessly that the Emperor Xian smiled secretly and started to have fun.

(End of this chapter)