After the withering of the divine realm, there was a thousand years of chaos.

At that time, the other five realms were under the management of the divine realm. After the divine realm no longer existed, the immortals and demons began to fight, and the ghost path was independent outside and watched coldly. The mounts and beasts left by the upper god began to gather to command some small immortals, and finally gradually became a force - the Heavenly Court.

Then the Heavenly Court was established and the forces in the five realms were divided into pieces.

And today, it was once the divine beast under the throne of the Fire Phoenix, and today the Emperor was the mount under the throne of the Dragon, Hengyu and Qingluan followed behind Moling, crossed the "Tianting Gate", flew northeast, and gradually approached Pantao Garden - every Tianchi event was held in Pantao Garden.

Mo Ling should have a high status in the fairy world. When his aura spreads, the other immortals did not dare to approach him and flew away from their directions.

Only occasionally did one or two female fairies fly over to say hello to him, with a shy face. But without saying a few words, these female fairies were forced back by Mo Ling's coldness.

After approaching Pantao Garden, Moling did not fly in the air anymore. He was respectfully welcomed by two fairy boys at the door, and his position was arranged at the place where the Emperor and the Queen of Heaven were slightly lowered.

Heng Yu saw the clues. Mo Ling should be a very strong person in the fairy world. His seat was only shorter than the Emperor of Heaven, and he did not salute to the Emperor of Heaven when he first came in.

However... Heng Yu's eyes swept over the majestic and solemn Emperor Tianxiu sitting on the top, feeling a little ironic.

The former mount of the god beast, which was once the gods, is now in all directions in these six realms, but the gods have withered and no longer exist, which really makes people sigh.

Suddenly, the fragrance of peach blossoms was smelled at the end of his nose, and he felt a little drunk. Hengyu turned his head and saw a group of fairies walking over and placing a jar of peach wine filled with jade bottles in front of Mo Ling. Then he looked at the others, well, they were basically filled with cups, so Mo Ling looked quite faced.

The peach wine is made of just-ripe peach wine, and it is accompanied by many rare fairy grass. It takes thousands of years to make a good wine. Seeing that Mo Ling and Qingluan did not drink, Heng Yu simply stopped hiding his eyes and looked at the two jars of peach wine.

Mo Ling noticed the burning gaze behind him and turned his head to look at her.

Heng Yu raised his eyes and looked straight at Mo Ling, his voice soft and soft, "Shangxian, I want to drink."

Although she does not have an excessive preference for fine wine, she would rather taste it if there is fine wine in front of her.

Mo Ling seemed not used to looking at each other like this, subconsciously avoided her gaze, and moved her sleeves slightly. A jar of wine placed on the table arrived on the small table shared by Hengyu and Qingluan.

"Don't drink more." Mo Ling reminded him, turned his head and sat upright on his head, accepting the gaze of the immortals below, either looking at or respecting them.

The Tianchi event is said to be a grand event, but it is actually very boring. Even the fairy world that transcends the secular world, it is inevitable to be flattered and hypocrisy in the world.

On the contrary, various fairy fruit wines are more attractive.

It seemed that because of the naming, Mo Ling had a good attitude towards her. All the fine wines presented by the people below were given to Hengyu. As for the peach fruit and the other fairy fruits, they were all divided into two. She and Qingluan were half of them, and Mo Ling herself did not move.

After singing praises for a long time, I finally talked about the important matter.

The Emperor of Heaven looked elegant and had a completely different taste from Moling. He laughed loudly, raised his wine glass, and all the immortals below raised their glasses, but Moling did not.

There is no wine in his glass.

The Emperor of Heaven seemed to be invisible, and he spoke out, "I wish you a cup."

Drink all the peach wine in the glass in one sip.

All the immortals gave face and raised their glasses and drank them all.

After putting down the wine glass, the Emperor of Heaven turned around and said, "Today is the grand event of Tianchi. The immortals will attend the feast together. It is a great blessing. However, whenever the grand event is approaching, the demons will always cause some trouble in order to attack the fairy world. In recent days, the demons in Hunyuan Valley broke through the demon world and killed eight lower immortals, dozens of earth immortals, and more than 500 dead little immortals. My heaven will send troops to suppress the demons in Hunyuan Valley."

When Qingluan heard these words, she suddenly curled her lips.

Heng Yu noticed that she turned her head and saw that Mo Ling, who was originally sitting lazily, suddenly moved. As he moved, the immortals below, including the Emperor and Queen sitting at the top, subconsciously moved a little.

Mo Ling raised his hand, held the jade cup in front of him, rubbed the lines on it with his thumb, and the people who became nervous subconsciously relaxed.

Who is Moling? Why are these immortals, even the Emperor of Heaven, so afraid?

Under the sight of everyone, Mo Ling played with the jade cup. After a moment, he put the jade cup back on the table. With his movements, the jade cup was gradually destroyed into ashes. When the ashes were blown away by the wind, Mo Ling stood up and looked straight at the Emperor of Heaven, "This time, Mo Ling asked for a fight."

The Emperor of Heaven seemed not surprised by his answer, and smiled slowly, "I will send three thousand heavenly soldiers and generals to follow the Immortal of Moling to pray for the Immortal of Moling to be a triumphant battle."

"Let's go in three days, Mo Ling will send the two fairy boys under his seat back to Yingyun Hall and then back to the heavenly court." After that, the Emperor of Heaven who rushed up nodded, flicked his sleeves, and he was already carrying Hengyu, Qingluan and the other two left the place.

The queen was still smiling gentle and dignified while sitting on the top, but just held the wine glass with a little force.

The Emperor of Heaven suddenly brushed his sleeves and held the other hand that the Queen of Heaven put on the armrest of the chair. The Emperor of Heaven turned his head to look at him, and the Emperor of Heaven smiled comfortably at her.

At this time, Mo Ling and his group of three had left the scope of the Heavenly Court.

Mo Ling was still in front, Heng Yu and Qing Luan followed behind, Heng Yu suddenly came over and looked at Qing Luan’s Bagua, “Is the Supreme Immortal in the Heavenly Court?”

Qingluan straightened her chest and said proudly: "The Immortal is the God of War in the Heavenly Court. His reputation has been achieved through real battles. I don't know how many female fairies in the entire fairy world love our Immortals."

"Why, I think the Emperor of Heaven seems to be very afraid of the Supreme Immortal?" Heng Yu frowned. It was impossible that it was because of his high power.

Mo Ling suddenly glanced back at her, Heng Yu quickly smiled and stood up again, and did not get together to chat with Qingluan again.

An immortal was rushing to the road with all his might, and it would take a day and a half to get from Heaven to Yingyun Hall.

"I'm expected to go out for ten years before I can return." Mo Ling looked at Qingluan, "Qingluan, you will inform Mingchu about the precautions in Yingyun Hall."

Qingluan should have done so, and the two watched Moling break out of the barrier and leave Yingyun Hall.

"Let's go Mingchu, I'll take you to the Yingyun Palace and take you to your residence." Qingluan shouted.

Heng Yu replied, okay.

Yingyun Hall is covered with snow all year round. When you look at it, you will see snow-white and steep, just like its owner. There are clear snow lotus blooming by the pool, and there are a few trees planted by the road, but it still looks a bit desolate.

The two walked through the courtyard, bypassed the spectacular main hall and came to the Sutra Pavilion. Standing in front of the Sutra Pavilion, Qingluan reminded him like a look: "The books and allusions in the Sutra Pavilion are collected by the Immortals of Moling. You can come here at will. If you are interested, you can also read some of the classics written with magical arts. But magical arts have spirits, and if you don't choose them, you must not force them."

Bypassing the Sutra Pavilion, I soon arrived at the back hall where I lived. Qingluan pointed to the largest courtyard, "It is the courtyard where the immortal lives."

Heng Yu followed Qingluan's movement and saw a tall green cypress in the courtyard, which was green all day long.

Qingluan pointed to a yard with sycamore trees planted, scratched her head and smiled, "That's my yard."

In addition to these two yards, there were two other rooms left. Qingluan asked Hengyu to choose, and Hengyu chose the yard full of purple flute bamboos.

"Okay, then you go back first. If you want to practice immortal skills, you can find me. The basic content of immortals has been taught me. Usually, you can go to the Sutra Pavilion to read the classics and learn immortal skills."

"Please trouble Qingluan." Heng Yu bowed.

"It's okay, Yingyun Palace is too quiet. I wish someone would come to accompany me, but the Immortal Moling doesn't like it's too noisy and has never selected the rest of the fairy children." Qingluan complained to Hengyu.

Heng Yu felt a little funny and couldn't help but ask curiously: "How could the Supreme Immortal choose you?"

Qingluan scratched her head, "I was brought back from the Yuping Fairyland by the Supreme Immortal. I had no father or mother, and happened to be in the same clan as the Supreme Immortal. The Supreme Immortal left me in Yingyun Hall. Before I came here, only the Supreme Immortal lived in the Yingyun Hall with thousands of years of ice and snow."

"The great way is lonely, and the immortal can withstand loneliness. This is probably the reason why he can become the Supreme Immortal Lord in five thousand years."

"My qualifications are not outstanding, and I feel a little scared every time I am guided by the immortals."

"Why, the immortal Moling shouldn't be swearing."

It is hard to imagine that the god who is tall and above would have such emotions. He looked like a cloud floating in the clouds, high and above, arrogant and cold.

"I would rather be the immortal scolding me. He didn't say anything but just looked at me, and then threw me into the Sutra Pavilion to study the next day, or threw me into the thousand-year-old black ice to hone my body strength." Qingluan said in tears without tears.

Heng Yu couldn't help but smile.

The two separated in front of Hengyu Courtyard. Hengyu pushed the door open and entered. As soon as he stepped into it, he felt the simplicity and vicissitudes of the yard.
Chapter completed!