Of course the New Year's Eve dinner was in time.
Since Fatty Kang and Jun Xiang drank the Guanghan Feixian Wine, although their practice cannot be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds, they have indeed made real progress. It can't be compared with Gong Mengbi's seventh-grade promotion to sixth-grade, but at least he has gained some luck in refining the gods.
It's a pity that Guanghan Feixianjiu can't make people wander to the moon palace every time. Generally speaking, the first time is the most likely to succeed. If it doesn't succeed the first time, most of the time you will only experience the feeling of wandering outside the body and being surrounded by the bright moon. mysterious.
But it's not absolute. For example, if you are successful in cultivation and spiritual perfection, you may not be able to fly to the Moon Palace with the guidance of Xianjiang just like Gong Mengbi took the guest road to Tianhuyuan.
Fatty Kang and Xiang Jun quickly returned to Longpan Mountain and arrived at Mengyue Tower with a strange ghost.
Gong Mengbi had been waiting for a long time, and all the foxes and fairies from Yuyun Peak, as well as the fairies and ghosts nearby, gathered together.
Fatty Kang and Xiao Yi'er were busy, and a group of little foxes came to help them. Gong Mengbi brought flowers, wine, poems, and tea to chat with friends outside.
Flowers, wine, poetry, and tea are the essence of Granny Shi. Her words are very beautiful and exquisite, making people happy.
Gong Mengbi looked at the current situation of his friends.
The ninth-level Que Immortal still has a long way to practice.
Wang Xiang seems to have gotten a chance, with a subtle aura of the water god on his body, he has reached the eighth level, and is on the same level as the Golden Toad.
Jin Chan didn't seem to have made much progress, but Gong Mengbi discovered that he just didn't want to transform into a human being. He should have reached the seventh level, but it didn't show up.
The Red Feathered Snake could have cultivated to the seventh level long ago, but after being plotted against by the Tiger, he never succeeded. Now, he has finally made up for the foundation, developed the wonderful appearance of water and fire, and has two small horns, one black and one red, on his forehead. Now the scales on the neck have all shrunk, but the small horns on the forehead cannot be shrunk. It's hard to get rid of the dragon aspect, but it doesn't matter, he is indeed at the seventh level.
The three sisters in Meirenling have not changed much. Qiongfang and Zhiruo are just more ghostly. Only Jiaying looks more like a living person because she wears the jade gifted by Yuhe.
The big fox was chatting, and the little fox was amusing himself with some small spells. Because his magic power was meager, he was often full of jokes, but no one blamed him, and instead comforted him.
The three sisters laughed so hard that their branches trembled with laughter, and their spirits aroused.
Drink some thin wine to relieve the cold, and eat some snacks to relax. When the mood strikes, the three sisters perform together, singing and dancing to accompany them.
Gong Mengbi then remembered that he still had a piano, so he went into the building to get it, tried the sound, and then joined the ensemble.
Last time he got a good piece of wood from the treasure house of Tianhu Courtyard, Gong Mengbi cut it into a harp, and used the golden bead silk given by Granny Shi as a bow string. When he plucked it, it made a calm sound, transparent and round, It is something that nourishes the heart.
Gong Mengbi would also practice piano when he had free time, but he was very busy during this period, so he didn't have time to think about it in depth. But the good thing is that as a practitioner, the limbs are coordinated and there are no difficulties in technique. Although they have not yet entered the Tao, there is no problem in playing.
Quexian is a natural singer, and she can join in the music even if she opens her mouth.
Wang Xiang's hands turned red as he clapped his hands. He looked at Jin Chan and saw that he seemed to be a little moved, but when he noticed Wang Xiang's gaze, he quickly changed his expression to an impatient one.
The red-feathered snake sat next to Wang Xiang and made a face with Wang Xiang. The two of them understood each other tacitly and laughed in unison.
Zhu Zhengxin and Xiaoqian were almost at a loss as to what to do. There were fairies, demons and ghosts in this table, and the excitement was beyond their imagination.
Xiaoqian had been under the control of the Rakshasa ghost mother before and lived with the Rakshasa ghosts. They would only discuss how to trick people into eating. How could there be such peace?
Zhu Zhengxin was a human before, and he had never seen such a scene. Seeing that they were restrained, several little foxes came forward to talk to them and performed some small spells for them, such as conjuring a flower from their big fluffy tails.
This really relieved their anxiety, they smiled, and they quickly integrated into the atmosphere.
Ghosts celebrate the new year.
It has the atmosphere of fireworks in the human world and the atmosphere of mountains and wild mountains far away from the human world.
Little Yi'er was so busy that she didn't even have time to show off her treasures. There are always a dozen little foxes following behind him, listening to his instructions. Following his instructions, they go between the front yard and the back kitchen. Each plush dumpling carries a tray and goes in and out, saying in a high-pitched voice: "This is assorted tofu." ,Please enjoy."
"Senior Gong, Senior Kang said that it will be over with three meat, three vegetarian, three sweet and three soup soups. I asked if it is enough."
Gong Mengbi looked at the dishes laid out on several tables and said, "That's enough. Please bring them to the table quickly. You can all go and eat too."
There is no need to question Fatty Kang's craftsmanship. Even Xiao Yi'er, after this period of training, can already make delicious dishes with full flavor.
Several of the dishes are made by chef Xiao Yier, and they all taste quite good, but they are still a little less wonderful than those made by his chef. If you want to ask what is the beauty of this, it is the way to practice. It is also the secret of yin and yang assisting and harmonizing all kinds of things.
Ordinary people may not be able to taste the difference, but if they choose blindfolded, they will definitely not make the wrong choice.
For monsters, the time spent practicing alone is far more than the time spent outing to visit friends. This year-end gathering is already a rare joy.
On New Year's Eve, every household prepares a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner to offer sacrifices to gods and ancestors. The family reunites together, and there is a joyful atmosphere everywhere.
Zhao Siqi took shelter in a ruined temple in the mountains. He used hay to spread the bed, dusted off the statues, and reluctantly packed up the confession. Instead of making any offerings, he had to cut three pine branches and light them as incense.
He looked at the four words "King of Qingshan" written on the statue and said with a smile: "You have no one to worship you. I have nowhere to stay. I will lend you your precious land and give you three sticks of fragrance. Please forgive me for disturbing you."
The King of Qingshan remained silent, not knowing whether the spirit still existed in it, or whether it was a clay body.
Zhao Siqi didn't care either. After half a year of wandering, he had learned not to care too much. Regardless of whether he is good or evil, whether he likes or dislikes him, he is just a passerby.
Looking at the smoke curling up from the mountains, the world is filled with joy.
Zhao Siqi was stunned. His stomach growled, but there was no food left.
"Sleep, sleep, the world is vast in your dreams." Zhao Siqi closed his eyes, got into the nest made of hay, huddled up, and gradually his breathing calmed down.
Wait until night falls.
Zhao Siqi was suddenly awakened by a wisp of fragrance. He opened his eyes and saw an immortal wearing a red cloak standing in the Qingshan Dawang Temple, looking at the statue and not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhao Siqi shouted in disbelief: "Fox Fairy."
Gong Mengbi looked at his weathered look and sighed, "I'm sorry for you."
Just a word, but Zhao Siqi couldn't help but tears welling up in his eyes, and said: "I didn't expect you to come to see me."
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