Honghuang: Jiejiao Winged Immortal, I am the Emperor of Fengdu

Unfortunately, these people were disappointed.

Although Xuandu and Guangchengzi were also surprised by Qingyu's strength, they were now representing their own masters, so they would not do anything unwise.

Moreover, now that Xuanmen was one, although the Three Pure Ones were separated, they did not fall out. It was just that their ideas were different, so they were not embarrassed.

Therefore, when Qingyu sat down, the two of them raised their glasses to show their goodwill to Qingyu.

Seeing this, Qingyu also raised his glass in return.

Qingyu's entry was just an episode, and the ceremony was still going on.

At this time, in the heavenly court, the immortals gathered and all the immortals came to pay homage.

Not only were there countless demons busy, but there were also many powerful people coming.

There were old immortals with old faces riding gourds, and there were also outstanding fairies stepping on lotus.

There were burly men stepping in the air, and there were strange feathered people flapping their wings and flying.

The majority of them were naturally people from the demon clan. Those demons who had defected to the heavenly court brought their own family members to congratulate the demon emperor.

Above the Heavenly Palace, thousands of rays of light were escaping, and the sky was full of rosy clouds.

As time passed, more and more people arrived, and the atmosphere on the scene was completely ignited.

Some people cheered, some chatted, and some sat alone in the corner and watched coldly, with different reactions.

Qingyu sat cross-legged in his seat, tasting the fairy while waiting for the meal to start, and did not chat with others too much.

Instead, he looked at the guests with great interest.

It must be said that the power of the Heavenly Palace is extraordinary. Many people from all over the world came to this grand event, and even Qingyu saw many familiar faces in the East China Sea.

As the bell rang, two figures came from the horizon on the wind. The visitors were none other than the Lord of the Heavenly Palace, Di Jun.

Di Jun was dressed in a red robe, walking like a dragon and a tiger, and his resolute face was majestic without anger.

Next to him was Xihe, who was wearing a phoenix crown and a bridal robe. She held Di Jun's hand and came slowly with lotus flowers under her feet.

When Di Jun entered, he came to the main seat at the front with the Empress.

They first said a few polite words, and then announced the start of the banquet.

In fact, the marriage of the two had been certified tens of thousands of years ago, and the way of heaven had already approved it. Even their offspring had been born. Now it was just a ceremony.

Of course, this ceremony was not just a ceremony, but also a way for Emperor Jun to show his favor and power to the world, and to announce his power to all the great masters in the prehistoric world.

In addition, this ceremony can also distinguish who is the enemy, who is the friend, and who is the bystander.

Those who come to participate are naturally friends, and those who do not come to participate are naturally enemies. As for the bystanders, it depends on who they are.

For example, the Three Pure Ones did not come themselves, but only sent their disciples to come. This is a bystander...

Inside the Heavenly Palace, in front of the Lingxiao Palace, teams of fairies dressed in gorgeous clothes and holding trays entered one after another.

Each tray was filled with delicacies, and there were hundreds of rare spiritual fruits.

Although most of them were acquired spiritual fruits, they were also very valuable when there were many of them.

Moreover, there were dozens of innate spiritual fruits, which showed that the Demonic Palace had also spent a lot of money this time.

"Thank you all for coming to my wedding. This cup is for you all."

Emperor Jun and Xihe sat on the clouds and raised their glasses in a vain tribute.

Upon hearing this, the crowd below raised their glasses one after another, even Xuandu and Guangchengzi were no exception.

Seeing this, Qingyu naturally would not stand out from the crowd and followed everyone to raise their glasses to celebrate.

After celebrating, everyone began to taste other spiritual fruits and immortal wines, and in the hall, cups were exchanged.

As a representative of Shangqing, and with the strength of Daluo, Qingyu was treated with courtesy by others. Many people came to talk to him, hoping to make a good relationship.

In response, Qingyu also responded one by one and got to know everyone.

It is true that these people's strength and background are not as good as his, but this does not prevent him from gaining knowledge and broadening his horizons.

Soon, from the conversations with these people, Qingyu also realized a different prehistoric world and saw scenery that he had never seen before.

At the same time, Guangchengzi and Xuandu also came together.

""I am Xuandu and Guangchengzi. I am honored to meet you, but I have not asked for your name."

Guangchengzi and Xuandu looked ashamed. They were familiar with the core disciples of the Shangqing lineage, but it was their first time to see Qingyu.

If it was normal, it would be fine, but the key point was that Qingyu's strength had reached Daluo, and he was ahead of them, which made the two disciples of Yuqing and Taiqing feel ashamed.

They even wondered if the Shangqing lineage had reached Daluo, otherwise why did they let an unknown disciple come instead of the Shangqing senior brother Duobao.

"I am Qingyu, and I am honored to meet you two brothers."

Qingyu did not know what the two were thinking, and he just bowed slightly.

Whether it was Xuandu or Guangchengzi, it was the same as before. Now that the Three Pure Ones had not fallen out, he could not lose the proper etiquette, otherwise Tongtian would probably blame him when he went back to get it.

After learning Qingyu's name, the two calculated carefully.

The Three Pure Ones were one, and Qingyu's identity and some common information were not concealed from them, so they quickly got the results they wanted.

However, after getting the information, his face became unusually good.

Tens of thousands of years from Jinxian to Daluo? Duobao was punished to face the wall? New inner sect disciple?

At this moment, they suddenly felt that they had lived in vain for hundreds of thousands of years, and the achievements they were proud of in the past now seemed so ridiculous.

Even Guangchengzi was very proud of him. Zi, who always looked down on the Shangqing lineage who were born from wet eggs, also lost his temper after learning that Qingyu was a descendant of the phoenix and a congenitally sacred person.

For a moment, the two felt that the wine in the cup was no longer fragrant, and the spiritual fruits on the table were tasteless. Suddenly, there was a feeling that he should not have come to talk earlier.

Looking at the two people's doubtful expressions on their faces, Qingyu couldn't help but laugh.

However, he didn't say much.

Everyone has their own destiny. He can get to where he is today, and there are elements of luck in it, and there are also reasons for his own planning.

Along the way, there are hardships, efforts, and good luck, each different, but they are all his own luck, which others cannot imitate or learn.

Just as the three were chatting, exclamations broke out in the center of the Immortal Palace.

The three looked over.