Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

Ye Xiang also didn't know that this simple sentence would create a powerful force for the Shinto Heavenly Court that would sweep across the main universe in the future.

When the immortal army appears, all nations will submit!

At this time, Ye Xiang came to Shen Youwei's side.

She inherited everything from the Moon Goddess. Although she is not becoming more and more like the Moon Goddess, she is very different from before.

She was in the Moon Palace above the Moon Star. Although she belonged to the Shinto Heavenly Court, she had never been registered as an immortal. Therefore, she did not have the merits of the Shinto Heavenly Court to speed up her cultivation.

Shen Youwei didn't want these. She was talented and her realm was slowly improving.

She was like the Moon Goddess long ago, slowly waiting for something in the Moon Palace, but she herself seemed not to know what she was waiting for.

Ye Xiang's appearance surprised her a little. She held her chin up and looked over here slightly.

In the quaint Moon Palace, there is a huge laurel tree.

At this moment, a slender figure in a green robe appeared there.

It was Ye Xiang, looking towards Shen Youwei from afar.

He raised his hand and waved, "Youwei, it's time to eat hot pot!"

This sentence about eating hotpot is just something I casually thought of.

then……

A hot pot was really set up under the laurel tree.

All of them are utensils that Ye Xiang made casually. After all, how can you eat hot pot without a pot?

Moreover, since becoming a god and immortal, he hasn't eaten for a long time, let alone hot pot.

Shen Youwei looked at the hot pot utensils in front of her, and couldn't help but sighed: "Brother, if you stay in the Shinto Heavenly Court for a hundred years and continue to refine magic weapons, you can also increase the combat power of the entire immortal god several times."

Everyone has one or even several magical weapons. This is not a joke!

Ye Xiang smiled helplessly, "How can there be so many materials? And are you going to tire me to death?"

As he spoke, he notified the Shinto Heavenly Palace to send some vegetables, fruits and meat.

When a soldier in charge of guarding the Nantian Gate received the news, he thought he had misheard for a moment.

Does the Emperor of Heaven want to eat?

But he reacted quickly, did not dare to delay, and hurried over to prepare.

In a moment, a luxurious and exquisite silver cool flying car flew towards this side.

As a fairy god, Blue Star naturally has the psychic flying chess developed by him, which is both beautiful and practical.

The immortal soldiers respectfully brought out a large plate of meat and fruit and placed it next to the pot. It was obvious at a glance that the Emperor of Heaven and the Moon Goddess were going to eat hot pot, so they stood beside them, looking very respectful.

Ye Xiang glanced at the immortal soldier and smiled, "What are you standing there for? Sit down and eat."

His tone was soft and light, without any of the majesty that he had as the Emperor of Heaven. He sounded more like a carefree exiled immortal.

"Are we the only three eating?" Shen Youwei couldn't help but ask.

Ye Xiang shook his head, "Of course not."

"Wait a moment, I'll call them over."

As soon as he finished speaking, an innate magic gate emerged from Ye Xiang's body, and in the Huangting, several corresponding figures of immortals and gods gradually became clear.

Ye Xiang's golden eyes flashed, and he ordered directly: "Come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of golden lights descended instantly and sat on the stone bench that had been arranged long ago.

The laurel tree was also startled by the golden light and many petals fell off, which was magnificent.

But at this moment, an angry shout rang out.

"Eat a piece of my old pig! Huh?"

The former tusky wild boar, now the patron saint of the twelve zodiac signs, used his merits to climb step by step to the heavenly canopy of the immortal general, and looked around blankly.

Wasn’t he killing dark creatures on the battlefield of the Black Star Region?

How did you get here?

Not only Tianpeng, but also Feng Miaoquan, Lin Jun, Chen Wanyan, Ying Gou, Athena and others had arrived.

Their current realms are not high and they are of little use on the battlefield, so Ye Xiang directly summoned them to eat hot pot together.

Everyone stared at each other for a long time, then Ying Gou produced a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and said, "Oh, I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time, so I won't be polite."

After saying that, she started to move.

Ye Xiang smiled and said, "Let's eat hot pot and talk about your amazing achievements over the past few hundred years."

"Damn! Ye Xiang, you actually know that you need to eat, that's rare." Feng Miaoquan shook his head repeatedly.

Athena looked at Ye Xiang deeply, feeling a little restrained.

Lin Jun shook his head helplessly, wiped the blood-stained natal sword, put it into his dantian, and picked up the chopsticks to eat.

"Okay, I'll go back to the battlefield after I'm full," he said.

"If you hadn't summoned me here, I would have killed the three Dark King Gods in one blow."

Feng Miaoquan looked at him with disdain, "You're bragging before you even drink it."

Lin Jun glanced at him and asked, "You don't believe it?"

"How can I believe it?"

"Try then?"

"Haha, I won't try." Feng Miaoquan shook his head decisively.

Tianpeng, formerly the tusk-toothed wild boar, has now cultivated himself into a god-like being, no different from an ordinary human being.

As I was eating, I suddenly couldn't hold back tears.

"I, the old pig, miss my little master a little bit."

Ye Xiang couldn't help but look at him when he heard that.

It's rare that I still remember it after so many years.

With a wave of his hand, he used the sap of the laurel tree to condense several jars of fine wine.

The old friend is gone, I am using this opportunity to remember him.

"Alas, you old pig are so boring. You talk as if we are not as good as a beast like you. Who wouldn't want that? But don't you know that there is nothing you can do about it?" Chen Wanyan said to Tianpeng unhappily.

In the end, I couldn't eat any more, so I just kicked it.

Tianpeng smiled and thought, "Just get kicked." He drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp and sat there in a daze.

A mortal's life span is only a hundred years, and a throne's life span is only two to three hundred years. Only those who have become gods or immortals can live for more than a thousand years.

I used to have many old friends and many interesting days.

But although my cultivation level has improved now, I don’t seem as happy as before.

Thinking of this, Tianpeng subconsciously looked at Ye Xiang.

Suddenly I realized that the Emperor of Heaven suddenly wanted to eat hot pot and drink wine, and did not summon the Emperor and Empress over.

During that short period of time, the emperor and empress were princesses of a foreign race.

We didn’t eat hotpot for long and didn’t talk much. It seemed like we should have a meal, but it also seemed like we shouldn’t have one.

When everyone finally left, only Ye Xiang and Shen Youwei were left in the Moon Palace.

Ye Xiang seemed to be in deep thought about something. Shen Youwei looked at him silently without disturbing him.

After a long while, he suddenly said, "What do you think if I refine the entire universe, use the method of reincarnation memory to revive everyone and return to the past?"

Shen Youwei was stunned. She didn't think Ye Xiang's words were exaggerated. On the contrary, what Ye Xiang said often came true.

But she shook her head and asked, "Is the resurrected person the same person as before?"

Ye Xiang remained silent, and it was obvious that he knew the answer.

Shen Youwei shook her head, "Since we are not alone, why force it?"