The Peach Fair is a grand event in heaven. In previous years, it was managed by the Queen of Heaven. This year, the Queen of Heaven took the initiative to take a step back and let the Emperor of Heaven personally manage it.
As the first disciple of the Human Emperor, Shen Ping'an was naturally invited to participate in the Peach Club.
She had no interest in flat peaches - when she was with Shen Hengkong, she would eat them casually, let alone flat peaches, even the more precious treasures of heaven and earth.
After all, Shen Hengkong was never stingy with her.
Shen Hengkong is fiddling with a small seal. If you are knowledgeable, you can recognize it at a glance. The small seal in Shen Hengkong's hand is the Fantian Seal.
The kind that specifically restrains the Emperor of Heaven.
Back then, in order to prevent anyone from using the Fantian Seal to overthrow the rule of the Heavenly Emperor's clan, the Emperor of Heaven put it on the shelf and ensured that no one would obtain the Fantian Seal.
However, when Fan Tianyin appeared, Shen Hengkong and the others left behind early.
The Emperor of Heaven has unparalleled power. If he can control who owns the Fantian Seal, who else in this world can restrain the Emperor of Heaven?
Ji Xingyi glanced at Shen Hengkong cautiously. She had already been far away from Shen Hengkong long ago, but Shen Hengkong lacked someone to relieve his boredom, so Ji Xingyi brought her back.
Ji Xingyi has traveled much more in today's Three Thousand Worlds than Shen Ping'an. Shen Hengkong learned more about today's world from Ji Xing's words.
In front of Shen Pingan, Ji Xingyi dared to act arrogantly, but in front of Shen Hengkong, he behaved like a quail.
The master's personality charm is really terrifying. Even Ji Xingyi was impressed by the master.
Shen Ping'an sighed in his heart.
She knew that the Master was a saint and no one would not love the Master.
Ji Xingyi: "..."
If Ji Xingyi knew Shen Pingan's inner thoughts, he might not be able to help but lick Shen Pingan's collar and roar.
Why on earth do you have such a wrong stereotype?
Shen Hengkong is indeed of noble character and respected by others, but this is not the only reason why Shen Hengkong has his current status!
Shen Hengkong is a very reasonable person. If someone doesn't want to listen to her reasoning, they can also listen to her talk about physics.
Ji Xingyi is one of those who was taught about physics.
"The Peach Club will be held in three days?"
Shen Hengkong was surprised, why was this so sudden? After all, who only started preparations for a banquet three days in advance?
"If it were the Queen of Heaven, it wouldn't be like this, but now it's the Emperor of Heaven who has the final say."
Ji Xing went together.
She knew the Emperor and Queen fairly well, but the Emperor didn't have much ability. He was able to take the position just because he had a good father.
Ji Xing was quite disdainful of the Emperor of Heaven. In the past, the Emperor of Heaven had died countless times!
She is an insect mother after all, and she really looks down upon embroidered pillows like the Emperor of Heaven.
"What's the appearance of today's flat peaches?"
"It's ripe every six thousand years."
There were originally flat peaches that ripen once in nine thousand years. There were originally 1,200 trees. However, it was due to poor care and war. Now there are only a dozen or so trees left, even though they had grown long ago. Those flat peaches that ripen once every nine thousand years are also very precious.
There are about a hundred trees left that mature once in six thousand years, and the most remaining ones are those that mature once in three thousand years.
To mortals, the flat peach is naturally the supreme holy product, but to Shen Hengkong, it is just a peach.
Flat peaches that ripen once every three thousand years can make people ascend to immortality in the daytime, flat peaches that ripen once every six thousand years can make people immortal, and flat peaches that ripen once every nine thousand years can make people live as long as heaven - this person is both a decent person. Mortals of the Eight Sutras.
As for practitioners, they can have these things without eating flat peaches, so why wait for flat peaches?
"But for today's gods, flat peaches are still very important."
Ji Xingyi said honestly.
She didn't dare to move her blood-curling little moves. After all, she was just scaring people. Shen Hengkong would really send her to see the King of Hell!
Although today's gods do not get old or sick, they are still mortal.
Lifespan is achieved through spiritual practice, and these immortals are not as good at spiritual practice, and their lifespans are not as good as those of the Daluo Golden Immortals of the past, so they naturally rely on flat peaches to prolong their lifespan.
After hearing Ji Xing's explanation, Shen Hengkong couldn't help but feel helpless. Who would have thought that one day the gods would rely on flat peaches to prolong their lives?
"Peace, don't learn their bad habits."
She patted the back of Shen Ping'an's hand and said sincerely.
Ji Xingyi: "..."
She looked at Shen Pingan speechlessly, no, who is worse?
We obviously have to prevent them from imitating Shen Pingan!
Qingping went to the God's Mansion.
It was not only Hua Yao but also Yu Jing who was punished that day. Feng Ruge escaped with his own life because of his special physique.
"Are you sure it's the best Taoist body?"
Lin Xiuzhu stood beside Mo Bai, his eyes falling on Feng Ruge who was hanging on the wall.
"That's natural. The son of the Emperor of Heaven must have this kind of Taoism, right?"
Mo Bai smiled softly, he left Feng Ruge behind for the sake of Feng Ruge's Taoism.
And who in heaven needs this Taoist body the most?
It's the Emperor of Heaven.
The Emperor of Heaven and the Queen of Heaven had a son, but the weather was not perfect. The little prince did not inherit the talents of the Emperor of Heaven and the Queen of Heaven. It was even said that the little prince was a complete mortal!
The lifespan of a mortal is no more than a hundred years old. How could the Emperor and Queen of Heaven tolerate the death of the little prince at the age of a hundred?
It's just that as emperors and empresses, they cannot accept their children having ordinary spiritual roots. Therefore, they have not been able to find a suitable physique for so many years.
Feng Ruge's physique was considered to be top-notch, and even the emperor and empress could not find fault with it.
The emperor and empress could wait, but the young prince could not wait any longer.
"I will tell His Majesty personally about this matter."
Lin Xiuzhu paused, thinking about the heated fight between Emperor Tian and Cang Lan, and felt a little unsure.
The existence of the little prince is also the reason why the relationship between the Queen and the Emperor gradually collapses.
"Not urgent."
Mo Bai smiled.
Feng Ruge never thought that she, who had always been aloof, would end up in this situation!
Her limbs were chained and hung on the wall, listening to the conversation between Mo Bai and Lin Xiuzhu.
Did these two people take a fancy to her physique?
She absolutely cannot sit still and wait for death!
Feng Ruge gritted his teeth and suppressed his inner anger.
Mo Bai and Lin Xiuzhu discussed for a while, and then Lin Xiuzhu left, leaving only Mo Bai.
As soon as Lin Xiuzhu left, Mo Bai's face suddenly darkened. He turned around, and with a move of his wrist, the knife fell on Feng Ruge's wrist.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Ruge's wrist was cut, and blood flowed down into the bowl below. It only took a moment for the bowl to be filled.
Feng Ruge was sweating all over from the pain, and looked at Mo Bai with a pair of resentful eyes.
"Don't look at me with these eyes. The weak will eat the strong. This is the law of the Three Thousand Worlds."
Mo Bai snorted coldly and left with the bowl of blood.
(End of chapter)
