In the magnificent hall.
Numerous palace maids in colorful clothes and colorful faces were rushing around the palace like butterflies in flowers, bringing all kinds of spirits, wine, fairy fruits, delicacies and delicacies to the table like a flowing stream. The sound of nature lingered in the space.
The banquet is a separate meal system, with one person per table. Of course, disciples of the same sect can be concentrated in a certain area, so that they can be taken care of when something happens. Although it's unlikely that anyone would start a fight in a place like this.
On the high platform in the core area of the main hall, there are three gorgeous, majestic and resplendent thrones. Needless to say, they belong to the positions of the three emperors.
Next to the three thrones, there are several smaller thrones, which should belong to Princess Long Yi and several other important figures in the Taoist court.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the area of Yunmeng Heavenly Palace happens to be not far from the high platform, and next to it are a group of disciples of the Goddess Sect. In addition, there are Qingqiu Palace, Shenxiao Sect and other sect forces that are pure female cultivators.
Looking around, there were clouds of stunning beauties all around, including the gentle and graceful type, the innocent and immature type, the plump and mature type, the iceberg and cold type... Qin Muling was dazzled by the sight.
In fact, this is not difficult to understand. Because Emperor Qinghuan is a woman, especially when she was born in the Goddess Sect, these female cultivators in the Taixu Star Sky are naturally closer to him and try every means to maintain a relationship with this emperor. maintain friendly relations.
Of course, Huaqing Shrine is an exception. For this orthodox company whose behavior is too bold and unrestrained, many high-level officials of big forces have some disdain for it, and basically keep a respectful distance from it. Even if he has a good relationship with a certain beauty from Huaqing Shrine in private, it is impossible to talk about it on the stage.
Under the guidance of the palace maid, Qin Muling and the senior sisters sat down one after another. He was naturally surrounded in the central area. No matter who outside wanted to come and contact him, they had to go through the senior sisters first.
Such a beautiful young man with starry eyes and sharp eyebrows, and a mysterious temperament appears among a large group of stunning beauties. It is difficult not to attract attention. The female cultivators around him frequently looked sideways, with curious and inquiring eyes.
Naturally, there is no shortage of malicious eyes. In those further areas, the disciples of Biluo Divine Sect, Jiuling Yuanqing Sect, Xuanji Star Palace, and Haoyue Sword Sect all looked evil. If they had not cared about the occasion, they would have swarmed up and surrounded them. Come here to ask for help.
Qin Muling looked as usual. When he was outside the main hall, he heard clearly the conversation between Lin Shengqing and Yan Lingji, and informed his senior sisters. Therefore, as long as the opportunity is right, these two guys will not leave alive. The Taoist court.
As for whether the senior officials of Xuanji Star Palace and Bright Moon Sword Sect would become angry because of this, and even choose to turn against each other and start a war, Qin Muling didn't care at all.
In the future, when I grow to the level of a supreme leader or even a quasi-sage emperor, the two sects will not be far away from being completely destroyed.
"...So, is that Qin Muling from Yunmeng Tiangong?"
In the area of the Luck Palace in the distance, the saint Mei Qingfeng looked at the purple-robed young man surrounded by beauties from afar, her eyes solemn.
"Such a strong power of destiny, this boy is indeed extraordinary!"
A Supreme Elder beside him sighed slightly: "It's a pity that a big shot at the level of the Palace Master took action to cover up the secret for him, and he couldn't find out the truth at all. Now it's like this, even if the old man can figure out what is going on, he still has no way of knowing. Got it.”
Elder Luo Yujue said in a low tone: "The Emperor Xinyu of Yunmeng Heavenly Palace has recovered. As long as she is here, it will be difficult for outsiders to take advantage of this baby."
Everyone around him believed that even though Emperor Xinyu had not fully recovered, he was still an emperor and was not something that ordinary powerful people could easily provoke.
Mei Qingfeng's eyes flashed, she pondered for a moment, and stood up: "There is still some time before the banquet starts. I'll go and have a few words with him."
The elders next to him were hesitant to speak, but considering that in such an occasion, the other party would not dare to do anything extraordinary, so they did not object and watched the saint's swaying figure walking over there.
"So it's this woman?"
Mei Qingfeng's movement was naturally not hidden from the eyes of her senior sisters. Seeing her getting closer and closer, Luo Huan's figure quietly appeared, blocking her path.
"Your Highness the Saint, you seem to be in the wrong place." Luo Huan said calmly.
A polite smile appeared in Mei Qingfeng's beautiful eyes, and she bowed slightly and saluted: "Sister, I just want to say a few words to Qin Muling from your sect, and leave after I say that. Isn't this a request too much?"
"Sorry, I think it's too much!"
Luo Huan stared at her coldly. In the past two years, this saint from the Palace of Tribulation failed to plot against Qin Muling through some underground forces. Instead, she suffered huge losses. By the way, she also brought out some dark rooms within the Yunmeng Palace that had been dormant for many years. If you think about it carefully, the senior sisters still remember this account clearly, and they will naturally not feel good about it when they meet.
Mei Qingfeng did not feel dissatisfied and still smiled: "There is no conflict in this world that cannot be resolved. In any case, the relationship between Jie Lun Palace and Yunmeng Palace has always been good. I have helped you secretly in the past. Sister, you are now With your status, you should know these inside stories, right?"
Luo Huan was about to refute when Xue Bingxuan's voice came: "Your Highness the Saint, what exactly do you want to say?"
The figure of the senior sister appeared next to Luo Huan, looking at Mei Qingfeng with bright beautiful eyes: "Our two families may have had some friendship before, but the things you did in private are really not kind, so... We can no longer trust you."
Mei Qingfeng's smile did not diminish: "But the relationship between the two families is still good on the surface, and your master and I don't intend to change this at the moment, right?"
The relationship between the two supreme traditions, which have been passed down for a long time, is more complicated and subtle than the relationship between countries. In any case, Yunmeng Tiangong has not yet thought of completely breaking up with Jie Lun Palace, so Xue Bingxuan cannot refuse her directly.
Xue Bingxuan glanced at her indifferently and reluctantly said, "Half a quarter of an hour, and you'd better stop playing tricks!"
Mei Qingfeng smiled and nodded. Under the guidance of the senior sister, she came to Qin Muling's desk and sat down opposite him.
Qin Muling looked at her calmly. The future heir of the Luck Palace was not outstanding in cultivation. She was only at the True Level at the moment, but her bone age was definitely much older than his own.
Moreover, her current facial features are actually very similar to that of Saint Miaoyue from Huaqing Shrine. It is not known what kind of magical powers she majored in. According to rumors, except for her master and the luck-destroying saint, Palace Master, no one has seen her true face.
"Junior Brother Qin Muling, I have long admired my name, you can call me Senior Sister Mei."
Seeing that the young man in front of him had no intention of speaking, Mei Qingfeng spoke in a gentle tone, quietly activated his innate magical powers, and silently explored his fate.
It's a pity that no matter how hard Mei Qingfeng tries, what comes back is always chaos, vast and unpredictable, as if the beautiful boy in front of her is just an illusion that doesn't exist.
"Your Highness the Saint, stop wasting your energy!"
Qin Muling finally said: "Jie Lun Palace is good at manipulating Qi and spying on heaven's secrets. It seems that even Tao Ting is not as good at this. It's a pity that you should not go too far in everything. If you rely on your magical powers to do whatever you want, aren't you afraid of encountering a backlash one day? ?”
"Senior Sister Mei, you don't want to die one day, right?"
Mei Qingfeng's expression was slightly stagnant, and she looked at Qin Muling deeply: "Your identity seems to be more complicated than I imagined. I really don't know how Yunmeng Tiangong found you. Junior Brother Qin, should you Will it be the reincarnation of a certain ancient great power?"
"Do you think you can get the answer from me?"
Qin Muling waved her hand gently: "Senior Sister Mei, please come back. Your background seems a bit complicated. I hope we won't be enemies in the future, otherwise I will have to let you die again!"
Mei Qingfeng remained silent for a longer time this time. After a long while, he sighed softly: "I think I should understand. In this case, Junior Brother Qin, take care!"
After saying that, she stood up and left without any hesitation.
"Junior brother, what kind of mystery is she showing off?" Luo Wanqing next to her asked in confusion.
"Why do you care so much about her? Next time you meet her in the secret realm, just kill her!"
Luo Huan said coldly, what bothered her the most was this kind of magic stick who pretended to be sophisticated, so she didn't bother to talk to him. If you kill him directly, no matter how many tricks the other party uses, it will be meaningless.
A moment later, as the heavy and melodious bells rang, mysterious and mysterious, indescribable Taoist rhymes quietly enveloped the hall, and the three emperors representing the supreme authority of the Taoist court finally arrived.
The once noisy hall quickly became quiet. Everyone in the hall, from the Supreme Taoist Master to the grassroots cultivators, all stood up to salute and greet.
Qin Muling took a sneak peek and saw three towering and deep figures on the high platform, exuding endless majesty, sitting upright, their whole bodies shrouded in the bright starlight, their inspirations rippling, their Taoist charms permeating the air, and their faces blurred by the shadows.
However, he was still able to tell who was Emperor Qinghuan, because Princess Long Yi also appeared, sitting on the smaller throne beside her mother, nodding towards him from a distance.
Qin Muling glanced at her without saying anything, thinking that if you did this to me in front of everyone, could it be that you wanted to put me on the fire?
After a few breaths, Emperor Xuanyin, headed by the three emperors, spoke some words and announced the start of the banquet.
In the palace with a radius of hundreds of thousands of acres, there are millions of monks from all parties participating in the meeting. If you pick any one, they are all elites with some talent.
As the music sounded, a large group of gorgeous dancers entered the venue and danced gracefully in the central area, and soon the atmosphere in the hall became lively.
The senior sisters around were holding beautiful jade wine bottles, drinking slowly, and chatting and laughing in low voices from time to time. Occasionally, female nuns from nearby areas would come over to toast and socialize. They seemed to be familiar with each other, so their manners were relatively casual.
It was not that the female cultivators from the outer sect had not noticed Qin Muling, and more than one female cultivator wanted to come over and talk to him. Of course, with the care of the senior sisters, he was not disturbed.
Putting back his divergent thoughts, Qin Muling focused his attention on the spiritual wine and food in front of him, and ate with open mind. The food and drinks provided by Tao Ting are naturally good things and are very helpful to the growth of one's own cultivation. There is no reason to waste them.
After a while, a female official in red came over with light steps. Ignoring the gazes of the senior sisters, she leaned over and whispered to Qin Muling: "Fellow Daoist Qin, my Highness invites you to come and sit with her. Look..."
The faces of the girls Xue Bingxuan suddenly changed. What does Princess Long Yi mean? Want to openly poach? It is simply shameless to the extreme!
Qin Muling shook his head gently: "I accept His Highness's kindness. It's just that Mr. Qin has a family and has no intention of changing the family. So... I can only feel sorry for Your Highness's love."
The girls Xue Bingxuan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that their junior brother's character did not disappoint them. Faced with an invitation from an emperor or noble daughter, it is rare to see a genius who dares to ignore the rejection.
Seeing Qin Muling's refusal, the female official did not insist. She turned around and returned to the high platform, repeating his words completely to Princess Long Yi.
His Highness didn't take it seriously and gave an order lightly. A moment later, a group of maids stood behind Qin Muling.
Soon, Qin Muling found that as long as he finished one portion, a maid would immediately come over to remove the empty plates and continue to serve him new high-end ingredients. The same goes for spiritual wine and nectar, as well as fairy fruit snacks.
Although other guests can also enjoy meal refills, the frequency is much lower, and the drinks and ingredients served are not as high-end and rare as Qin Muling's table.
Qin Muling then understood that this was the instruction from Princess Long Yi, so she didn't say anything at the moment and kept eating and drinking.
As a result, some of the looks around him became more and more dangerous. After all, except for him, no other monks received such super-standard treatment.
"Why does this kid deserve it?"
In the distance, Lin Shengqing's face turned black with anger, and his eyes almost burst into flames. The goddess he pursued so hard but couldn't get, was so kind to an unknown bastard? what the hell is this?
Next to him, Yan Lingji's face was also livid. He also had thoughts about Princess Long Yi, but it was a pity that she didn't look at them seriously at all, let alone treat them favorably.
During the period just now, Lin Shengqing saw with his own eyes that many of the delicacies eaten by Qin Muling were brought directly from Princess Long Yi's table, which is rarely tasted by ordinary leaders of large sects. A treasure of heaven and earth.
"I can't stand it anymore, I can't stand it..."
Lin Shengqing gritted his teeth and said, just now, he saw Princess Long Yi unsealing a rare pot of Xianjia wine. He only drank a glass and ordered the maid next to him to send the rest to Qin Muling's desk. This kid was Drink it down without hesitation.
Suddenly, the stars around Qin Muling surged, the boundless Dao Yun filled the air, and the majestic pressure of the aura could be felt from a long distance away, which showed how extraordinary the immortal wine was.
"It's best if this kid can't bear the strong medicinal power in those good things and explodes to death..."
Yan Lingji murmured, but no matter what the two guys thought, things still did not change according to their will.
After a moment, Princess Long Yi stood up and walked towards Qin Muling's position with a glass wine bottle.
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