The ancient Taihang Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, are the backbone of the land of Jizhou and the reliance for the survival of all spirits.

There are too many legendary stories here, starting from the ancient rise era, and after hundreds of battles of all sizes, such as the inheritance ceremony, the invasion of filth, the bloody battle of the old ancestors, the chaos of the vast sea, the battle of the universe, the return of the dragon veins, etc.

The eight kings of the rising age are still standing, and the creatures on the supreme throne have returned.

A grand ceremony was held in the Taihang Mountains, lasting for seven days and seven nights. Life from all over the Jiuzhou, came one after another to celebrate the Taihang Dragon Lord. The huge ancient trees were hung with colorful lanterns and red silk, and banners written by calligraphy masters. The ancient mountains were very lively and no longer old and quiet, as if they had become young and energetic because of these new people in Jiuzhou.

In the early morning, the morning fog had not dissipated and spread across the lake. The noise of the festival was not sent here by Taihang. It was always quiet, reflecting the original tone of the mountains.

Li Xi'an sat on a small wooden boat, with ripples on the lake, and only a breeze blew across his red ancient robe. He leaned against the cabin, with a yellow gourd at his feet, and the dragon's tail just circled the gourd in a bend from behind. One hand held a wine glass, and the other side of the arm was placed on the guardrail, and the skin surface was covered with fine red scales.

He drank sips, and the cabin was filled with the aroma of flowers and wine, and even the oldest drinker could not take any steps on this wooden boat.

Unfortunately, another guest had no intention of tasting wine, so he sat upright, like a student sitting upright.

"We are all Chengmian from Jiuzhou, so there is no need to lower ourselves like this." Li Xi'an put down his wine glass and said.

Heng Chao shook his head, "No, my teachings have benefited me a lot. Although I am the Yellow River Chengmian master of the Luoshu, I am not as skilled as you, and I am not as thorough as you. Besides, you appeared as the Yellow River Chengmian first. If you hadn't refused, you should be the two-law king who surpasses all Chengmian kings..."

"They said so to you?" Li Xi'an interrupted him.

Heng Chao looked at Li Xi'an's eyes, was stunned for a while, nodded and said, "Yes."

Li Xi'an reached out and scooped the water on the lake surface, turned the water in his palm into a wine glass and handed it to Hengchao, "Do you drink?"

"No..." Heng Chao waved his hand.

Li Xi'an ignored him, poured his glass full of wine, and started chatting on his own. Hengchao sat up straight again and listened carefully.

"First of all, your achievements are what you have come out step by step, and it has nothing to do with me."

Hengchao's expression tightened when he heard this, and he was about to speak, and he met Li Xi'an's eyes. He swallowed the words in his mouth.

"Secondly, the Yellow River has been kind to me, and the people of Jiuzhou have been kind to you. You are the true scales born in the Yellow River. The Chengmian, who was born one step ahead of you, are not my love to take care of you..." Li Xi'an took a sip of the bamboo basket wine, thought of something, and then said: "We should be brothers and sisters, but you always seem to put yourself in your son's generation. Isn't you a little lack of love?"

Hengchao was stunned. He did not expect that the topic would turn into this after a change of direction.

"I know a dragon girl who is a mother. She is an old senior from the old Jiuzhou. She has rich experience and amazing resume. If you really want a parent, you might be able to accept you as your adopted son." Li Xi'an's words were silent, making Hengchao unable to tell whether this was a joke or serious person. He was sweating coldly and was at a loss.

"Don't you drink?" Li Xi'an lowered his eyebrows and looked at the wine glass that Hengchao held in both hands. At this time, the wine glass of the Yellow River Dragon King trembled slightly.

"No..." Hengchao added: "I'm not used to drinking..."

"That's tea." Li Xi'an said.

"Ah?" Heng Chao looked up and saw that Taihang Longjun narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face seemed to have a playful smile.

"You can't waste fine wine. You have rejected my wine, so how can you force it to pour it to you?" Li Xi'an looked at the bow of the boat. The morning was about to end, but the fog on the lake was getting thicker.

When the wooden boat rows through the waves, you can see lush lotus flowers growing not far from the lake, and the petals show the texture of ice crystals. The fog comes from these groups of lotus flowers that are growing well.

"Okay, I'm going to visit the next guest." Li Xi'an simply took the guests away.

Hengchao stood up and bowed. He had been following Li Xi'an these days. He probably learned something more precious than the Hetu Luoshu during this trip.

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"This little scale is gratifying." The next guest held his cheek with one hand and looked in the direction of Heng leaving.

"It's very polite, but it's too reserved." Li Xi'an commented. He withdrew his gaze at Hengchao, and his gaze fell into the cabin.

The vision was dim, and the sunlight that passed through the fog seemed a little deserted. It happened to stop at the tip of the guest's nose, dividing his face into morning and evening, revealing a smooth and perfect chin.

The guest's eyelashes were the color of snow and his eyes were deep ice blue. Such a person should have been cold, but her eyes were too gentle, like a mother who could tolerate everything.

"Why did you think of coming here?" the guest said first.

"The boat has been swaying here." Li Xi'an replied.

At this time, the guest found that the wooden boat had no oars and was blowing by the wind.

"I thought it was for the mountain ghost thing. It seemed that you were much more relaxed than I thought, and you were even indifferent to such things." The guest leaned on his back and relaxed, and the curves under the white Taoist robe were quite plump.

"This string has been tensed for several years, and it's time for me to take a rest." Li Xi'an lay back with pleasure, his hair fell into the water like a ball of thick ink scattered.

"The celebration in the mountains is very lively. Don't you go and see it?" Li Xi'an asked.

"How do you know I didn't go?" the guest asked with a smile, "But as the protagonist of the festival, you wandered deep in the mountains from beginning to end, rarely appearing. The guests who gave gifts had to send the prepared gifts to the second in command of Taihang Mountain. In recent days, the Buddha's light received by the little Buddha was almost unable to restrain himself, and he often laughed in places where no one was around."

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"That's nature. The Dragon Lord of Taihang Mountain will undoubtedly be the supreme creature of Jiuzhou in the future. He racked his brains to please you, but you just don't care about traveling around all day long." The guest smiled.

"Look at this mountain and water, isn't it the best gift?" Li Xi'an said.

"Extremely." The guest nodded for sure.

The wooden boat swayed, and a group of big geese swam up the lake, flapping their wings. Because Li Xi'an's hair was floating in the water, the big geese swam without hesitation, treating the hair spreading in the water as a great enemy. They are very spiritual and quickly stared at the back of Li Xi'an's head, flapping its wings and jumping up, and then pecking the head with its sharp and solid beak!

"Ga?" The big goose that rose in the air was caught on its neck.

Li Xi'an gently stroked the big goose, and the scales rubbed against the goose feathers, and he could clearly sense the goose bumps crawling under the goose feathers.

The big goose was horrified. It thought it had no way to live, so it used all its life to peck Li Xi'an's arm.

The next moment it was thrown out, fell into the water, and its butt floated towards the sky and earth on the lake. The flock of geese quickly dissipated and looked at the fallen geese, with rattles one after another.

"What is this?" the guest asked.

Li Xi'an looked down at his arm, and the scales were naturally unharmed. Not to mention the big goose, even the feathered beak could not peck on his scales. What surprised the guests was that the black air radiated from the gaps in the scales was filled with ominous and weirdness. The spirits in the air began to feel uneasy as the black air emerged.

"I swallowed a incarnation of Sen." Li Xi'an clenched his fists, and the black gas that emerged instantly turned into a golden Taoist rhyme.

"Sen... is such an ancient name." The guest sighed, "It doesn't matter if you eat this."

"Even an incarnation cannot be exiled at will, nor can it be completely destroyed, so I simply ate it and used myself as a seal. This amount of filth is not even a hindrance to me, at most it is a plate of appetizer."

The guest nodded gently, "The ancient immortals you once called with the universe have completely returned to this battle. Even if you use the universe, you will not be able to find them. However, the appearance of the ancient immortals is not fruitless. I and Zhubaan Caihun used their power to defeat the mountain ghosts in the desert of the universe. The two immortal kings were extremely powerful, and the mountain ghosts were defeated and fled to Tianyang."

"They were very unwilling, and their hearts were full of obsession, which contained the supreme name Sen." The guest recalled, "Is the Battle of Kyushu also related to this creature? He seemed to have natural malice towards Kyushu."

"Sen is the culprit who caused Taixu's death and the commander behind the Battle of Jiuzhou."

When the guest heard this, he was silent for a moment, "About Taixu, we may have great cause and effect."

"The Eight Immortals have a fairy fate. This fairy fate is related to Taixu, which has been cut off from its inheritance. Do you want to say this right?" Li Xi'an looked at the guest and poured a glass of wine again.

The guest took the glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp, "Yes, after we returned from the edge of the universe, Chunyang found us and told us about the journey to Taixu. He said that an old man in Taixu, that is, the ultimate life of the Great Wilderness, this supreme creature pointed out that the Eight Immortals can actually leave behind not as the fire seed of the new Jiuzhou, but carrying a special mission. If not, how could those supremes ignore the filthy pollution and make us fall into depravity when setting the realm for us?"

"We are probably the key to the connection between Jiuzhou and Taixu... In the past, we didn't know that Taixu existed, but now Taixu's past has surfaced, and there are two paths of immortals and Buddhas. It just so happens that Buddhas and immortals and gods exist in Jiuzhou. It's hard to say that this is a coincidence."

Li Wei'an filled the guests with another glass of wine, shook the gourd, and found that it was almost empty.

The guest noticed the special thing about the gourd and raised his eyebrows, "Isn't this the magic weapon of the drunkard from Tianyang?"

"I went to Tianyang to visit him before." Li Xi'an smiled.

The guests also smiled, their eyebrows and eyes were like the fine snow in warm spring.

"I know someone, and I will recommend you to you at that time." Li Xi'an said.

"You know so many people." The guest joked, obviously he heard the conversation between Li Xi'an and Hengchao before, and said that he would introduce a dragon girl to Hengchao as his adopted mother.

Li Xi'an shook his head and said, "A immortal king who has survived to this day in the Taixu era was a golden immortal in his heyday. According to the Road of Silence and Zhao, He is a two-step supreme."

The guest was shocked, "Real price?"

"I dug out from Taixu's Immortal Palace, the best immortal king, is a perfect man."

"How much can I sell... No, I mean when to recommend it, and whether I need to bring some gifts." The guest asked.

Li Xi'an snapped his fingers, and the mist of time spread out from the cabin. Then a gap was cracked in the fog. A figure fell down with a whisper, sitting between Li Xi'an and the guest, looking like a girl, wearing a light pink tassel skirt, and the ornaments in the bun were carved with auspicious clouds and divine birds. He touched his head, looked around in confusion, and used his silly to dilute his own luxurious and solemnity.

"Hmm? Where is this? Taixu? Where are those damn supremes?" The girl whirred, shook her head, like a kitten chasing her tail.

He rubbed his eyes and saw the guest. His eyes subconsciously fell on the guest's chest. His mouth slightly opened, and then turned his head to find Li Wei'an leaning against the guardrail, with his eyes wide open.

"Immortal Lord!" the girl shouted as if she had seen a life-saving straw.

He rushed towards Li Xi'an, but Li Xi'an pressed his head against him and separated him a quiet distance.

"Can you actually recognize me at a glance?" Li Xi'an said.

Yunxiao only saw Li Xian. Logically speaking, Li Xi'an's body has little similarity to Li Xian.

"The immortal king is so talented and unparalleled. Of course, the little girl can tell at a glance!" Empress Yunxiao praised exaggeratedly.

"Is this?" the guest asked gently.

"Sensing the Immortal Lord, the Queen of Yunxiao." Li Xi'an introduced, and turned the girl's face over and asked him to say hello.

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"You guys talk, I won't bother you anymore." Li Xi'an put away the wine gourd, waved the dragon tail behind him and directly crossed the cabin guardrail and fell into the lake.

Soon after, fine bubbles emerged from the lake. Before the fog in the morning had completely dissipated, water vapor like a foggy surged up. In an instant, the cabin was blank and there was no sight of five fingers. The steaming heat wave continued to spread, and the water waves under the wooden boat were undulating.

Empress Yunxiao curiously approached the guardrail and looked towards the lake.

"Wow!" He exclaimed.

The lake water is not clear, but red as red as flames. A giant covered in red scales was sweeping through the wooden boat in the deep water and swimming towards the distance. But it was soon impossible to see clearly, because the rich mist obscured the sight, and the giant quickly disappeared into the water.

"Do you have something important?" the guest asked to the fog.

Before Empress Yunxiao knew the situation, the mist in front of her suddenly cracked, and a face with a golden mask hanging down, extremely ferocious, with a protruding bone shaped like an evil ghost, and the mask looked like a human face. Empress Yunxiao was startled.

"The ceremony is not over yet, and many people have not seen you yet. As the main owner, you ran away secretly, isn't it appropriate?" The guest also stood up, his snow-white hair was fixed behind his head with a jade hairpin.

Li Xi'an spoke, his voice was as low as thunder, which shocked the Queen Yunxiao to cover her ears with her hands, "It won't take long."

"Okay." The guest sighed, "My good young man, go and go back quickly, don't waste the time."

The Empress Yunxiao couldn't understand it, so she covered her ears and stared at her, feeling very distressed. It seemed that she was a mistake when she woke up in Taixu. She didn't encounter any good things, and it was all strange things.

The huge face nodded and retracted into the fog. Soon a red light shone through the sky of Jiuzhou and penetrated into the universe.

"What do you call fellow Taoist?" On the wooden boat, Empress Yunxiao tentatively said.

"Yuchai Shunde, it's good to call Empress like this." The guest replied.

"What are the Immortal Lord doing?"
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