Chapter 19

I was still trying to argue with Fufeng, who didn't know any better, when a gust of wind blew past my ear. Five tall heavenly horses stomped their iron hooves and brushed past my shoulder. Behind the horses was a jade palanquin. On all sides of the palanquin hung jade jades from the Moon Palace.

Fu Feng was listening to the lecture obediently, but when he saw the palanquin charging at us from the corner of his eye, he hurriedly pulled me to the side. In the time it took for a spark to fly off a piece of flint, he still had the time to send out a palm to stop the five galloping pegasi.

The horses stopped, but the jade palanquin was too big. It slid a long way before coming to a stop. Along the way, it swayed left and right. I heard the sound of cups and plates shattering. A woman lifted the curtain and shouted coldly.

"How dare you!

Where did you come from? You dare to stop the palanquin of the Moon Palace!

Do you think I won't send a letter to Marshal Tianpeng and have him chop off your head? "

I slowly tidied my clothes and hair. Lazily, I raised my head to look at the fairy baring her fangs and brandishing her claws. Ah, it was a black chicken. I didn't expect a black chicken to be so white after becoming an immortal. Hard work really changed fate.

"What's so special about the palanquin of the Moon Palace?

Does it have the Celestial Ruler's decree on it? "

I casually grabbed the woman and pulled her down from the sedan chair. Fu Feng had saved me just now, so I couldn't vent my anger on him. Fortunately, this black chicken bumped into me, saving me the trouble of attending the convention with a stomach full of anger. "Is the Canopy Marshal you're talking about the Deity below who has his head buried in his rice bowl?"

"You … Whose family are you from?

How dare you mock the immortal? "

The hairpin on the black chicken's head was forcefully scattered, and the fierceness on her face disappeared. I knew that there was a master on the palanquin. There was no point in arguing with her, so I stepped forward and personally pulled the curtain.

"Your subordinate immortal made a mistake, and as the master, you didn't even say a word? Although the Moon Palace is at the edge of the Celestial realm, you shouldn't be so unruly."

"She has made a mistake. You can punish her as you wish. There is no need to find trouble with me. The Brocade Weaving Conference will begin in 45 minutes. If there is nothing else, Chang'e will take her leave."

Her face was covered by a light veil, and her voice was as cold as the cold spring in winter. She really was an immortal made of ice. Just one look at her was enough to cool me down, and I didn't want to bicker anymore.

"Forget it. You didn't bump into me. You can go down now."

"Chiling, you're welcome."

Fufeng was still looking into the distance, but he made a voice transmission with his fingertips. "That sedan chair wasn't heading in this direction. It should be coming for you."

The smile on my face didn't fade as I sent the Moon Palace's people away. Only then did I take the time to stretch my shoulder, which had been hit by the wind.

"Who cares about her? She's just an immortal who abandoned her husband and children and flew up from the mortal world. She's just an itinerant immortal at the end of her path. She's not even a supreme deity, so why bother with her?"

"You're so carefree. Don't regret it only after you've suffered a loss."

"Didn't you protect me for a hundred years? If you make me suffer a loss, the Little White Dragon will pluck all your feathers and stew you."

Fufeng rolled his eyes. He left me behind and flew down to the male guests' table.

The Brocade Weaving Conference was a feast for immortals. The Celestial realm's usual music and ceremonies couldn't be performed. Lipu Yuanjun had searched the four seas two months in advance and found some flood dragons who were good at condensing water into clouds. They had woven a cloud platform that stretched for miles above the East Sea. He had also borrowed thousands of wind-resting stone tables from the Queen Mother of the West and placed them on the platform. At this moment, the wind was still and the clouds were still. Immortal mist lingered around the platform.

Could it be that the Bodhi Fruit didn't just help people ascend, but it also had the effect of enlightening people?

I stomped on the auspicious cloud and descended from the sky. The music and stringed woodwind instruments suddenly stopped, replaced by the sound of drums and golden light. At the end of the sky, a dragon-phoenix chariot arrived. Lipu Yuanjun immediately put down the wine cup in his hand and bowed to greet them.

"Welcome, Your Majesty, the Celestial Ruler."

Except for a few high-ranking gods who nodded in greeting, the rest of the immortals also stood up and spoke. When the heads of all the immortals landed together, it was a magnificent sight.

The Little White Dragon also came for a blind date?

I took advantage of the time when the immortals lowered their heads and flew into the banquet. I landed next to a carrot spirit. Alas, this carrot's true body had long roots. At first glance, I could tell that it was very old, but it was still a low-level spirit. Most of its fruits and vegetables had mixed spiritual roots, so it wouldn't be easy for it to ascend.

"Immortal, Immortal!" While I was sighing, a yellow-clothed woman next to me pulled my sleeve. "Why aren't you greeting the Celestial Ruler?

If the Law Envoy sees you, you will be punished! "As she said that, she suddenly pulled me down. Her strength was so great that she almost pulled me down from the cloud platform.

"This is the first time this little immortal has seen such a scene. It was a moment of carelessness."

A forsythia plant actually became a spirit. Looking at its age, it should be close to five thousand years old. Its medicinal effects must be outstanding. I swallowed my saliva and tried my best to resist. No, no, since it already has consciousness, I can't just casually pluck it. If I throw it into the medicine furnace and it squeaks, it will be very scary.

After the ceremony, I raised my head and seemed to see the Little White Dragon sweeping a glance at me. But how could he see me clearly on such a big cloud platform? It must be an illusion.

The forsythia plant felt that it helped me avoid punishment. It stared at me with its sparkling eyes, waiting for me to thank it. I bowed again.

"This little immortal thanks you for your advice. I am Chiling, a fellow disciple of the Fairy Doctor. May I ask for your name?"

The carrot spirit came over. "She is Liao Qiao. I am Old Hu. Immortal Chiling, you don't look very old. Are you also here to compete for first place?"

He frowned and stroked his beard, looking very disappointed. "Liao Qiao, I was right. There are many immortals in this Brocade Weaving Conference. The competition is very fierce. You still want to compete for the first place treasure, the Bodhi fruit?

Quickly follow me back to the Flower Realm! "As soon as he said that, he realized that he had misspoken. He quickly covered his mouth and peeked at my expression.

"Liao Qiao?" What an appropriate name. Could Old Hu's full name be Carrot?

I said that the Celestial realm had been barren for tens of thousands of years. How could it be that plants, fruits, and spiritual herbs have become spirits? So it turns out that they are from the Flower Realm.

The two of them were afraid that I would become hostile because of the grudge between the two realms, so they looked very cautious. I smiled warmly and a light flashed in my palm. I condensed a pill. "So it is a fellow immortal from the Flower Realm. I have a Spirit Cultivation Pill here. It can stabilize one's immortal foundation and increase one's spiritual power.

"Ah!

Thank you, Immortal! "

In the end, Liao Qiao was still young. She ignored Old Hu's meaningful glance and happily took the pill. She immediately ate it. "I'll cram for Buddha's feet and increase my spiritual power. I'll look better when I weave later!"

Suddenly, a group of dancers rose from the center of the Cloud Platform. Music, musical instruments, bamboo, and jade filled the air. After a dazzling performance, Lipu Yuanjun slowly walked to the center of the immortals. He bowed in all directions and first praised the Little White Dragon for his merits in the past few years. Then, he went straight to the point.

"This year's Brocade Weaving Conference is different from the previous ones. All the immortals need to enter the Brocade Weaving Conference at the same time. After the time limit of drinking a cup of tea, the unmarried male guests below the platform will throw flower tokens."

As he spoke, he raised the pure white roses in his hand. "Everyone gets one flower token. Just now, the immortal envoy has distributed them. The male guests need to use their spiritual power to activate them. The more spiritual power they use, the redder the roses will be. The person who obtains the most spiritual power at the end of the competition will be the first place!"

After he finished explaining the rules, he didn't wait for the others to react and flew back. The seven-tailed Jiao Dragons broke through the clouds one by one under his feet. The Jiao Dragons opened their mouths and a large cloud of mist floated above their heads in an instant, as if they had made a thick cloud bed for the Cloud Platform!

As soon as the flood dragon finished spitting out clouds, the sound of gongs and drums could be heard. The sound of water droplets piercing through a valve was heard. Amidst the dripping of water, the time needed to drink a cup of tea had already begun to elapse.

"Immortal Chiling!

Hurry up and leave!

We have to go and get a spot! "

Although the cloud cover was big, the quality of the clouds was uneven. There were a few places where the dark color of rain clouds could be seen, and thunder could be faintly seen.

Naturally, I was more perceptive than Lian Qiao. Without waiting for her reminder, I pulled her along. Raising my qi, I stepped on the wind to find the softest and whitest place.

"Exalted Immortal, exalted Immortal!

There was a masked fairy behind him!

Be careful!

She's going to hit you! "

When Lian Qiao caught a glimpse of the cold light beneath her feet, she was so frightened that she covered her eyes tightly. I pulled her slightly to the side so that we could see the person clearly.

"Fairy Chang'e, I trust you've been well since we last met. The cloud cover is very spacious. Let's not waste any more time."

There were already people fighting over a spot. It was really unsightly. I found a good spot and put Lian Qiao down. Raising my hand, I set up a water mirror to defend myself. Chang'e raised her eyelashes slightly and cast a glance at me. Then, she turned around and sat down not far away.

Lian Qiao curiously poked at the water mirror. Unexpectedly, her fingertip passed through it as if it was really a water screen. It was completely useless against the enemy. She couldn't help but quietly whisper into my ear, "Immortal Immortal is so smart. You used a fake mirror to scare her. Let's hurry up and weave it so that we won't be discovered!"

I laughed in my heart. This water mirror was indeed weak from the inside out. However, from the outside, it was extremely tough. Unfortunately, time was tight and I couldn't explain it, so I just let her make wild guesses.

By now, many fairies had finished weaving the rough outline of the robe. However, before I could do anything, Chang'e's hand emitted a bright white light. The dense clouds in the vault of the sky flowed into it like a waterfall. In the blink of an eye, half of the exquisitely embroidered wide-sleeved moon robe was finished.

Well, most of the fairies who came to participate in the convention had already thought of the robe in advance. Otherwise, how could they have made it in time? Only we rushed over after receiving the invitation and didn't have the time to prepare a draft.

"Immortal Immortal, why aren't you doing anything?

Someone has already finished weaving and is asking for the Flower Writ? "

Lian Qiao hurriedly controlled her spiritual power. She didn't forget to remind me. My ears buzzed and I heard Fufeng gloating.

"Why are you standing there like a fool?

If you really don't have any more moves, you can still weave a Red Cloud Robe. At most, I'll transfer more spiritual power into the Flower Writ. I won't let you lose too badly! "

I rolled my eyes. However, I heard Little White Dragon's voice again.