The fragrance is fragrant and auspicious.
The magnificent Qingluo purple air falls down, entwining among the majestic and gorgeous fairy palaces. Mandarin duck palm fans cover the palace, and emerald bead curtains reflect the jade steps.
Deep in the Xuanyin Immortal Palace, the bustling and noisy grand gathering of immortals has dispersed. The auspicious mist is swaying, the chirping of immortal birds is gradually coming to rest, the treasure pavilion is decorated with lanterns, and the Yaotai is decorated with colorful knots.
In the main hall of the palace, there are nine phoenixes and danxia couches, eight treasures and purple mounds, a gold table, and a thousand-flower jasper basin. Dozens of accompanying fairies come and go, gathering the remaining souls of the fairies. All the delicacies and wine were withdrawn.
There is another hall in this fairy palace, called "Qiongxue Palace", which is the living place of "Xuanyin Immortal Lord of the Qiongtai Palm Realm of the Yaochi Sacred Realm".
The colorful flowers are wedding, the candle shadows are shaking red, the snow is falling on the Qiongtai, and the purple flowers are blooming.
"The rest of the time flies by in the blink of an eye between morning and evening. It really seems like a trance dream."
The clear and melodious voice of a young girl lingered in my ears. She wore a twelve-crown colorful beaded crown embroidered with stars and seals and moons, a double-layered red dress with woven luan and cloud patterns, and her crystal-clear earlobes as white as jade were decorated with Chinese flowers. Magnificent fairy jade ornaments and vermilion neon skirts hang down on the white jade bricks of Qiongxue Palace.
A few feet away from her, there stood a silent creature.
The Immortal Lord Xuanyin of the Heavenly Order of the Qiongtai Palm Realm in the Yaochi Holy Realm.
After an unknown amount of time, the Xuanyin Immortal Lord finally turned around. His spotless snow-white robes brushed past him, and his dark and ink-like hair revealed his fairy-like appearance as in a painting. .
His fair and beautiful brows and eyes are full of coldness and alienation.
