"Happy New Year."
Li Yi raised his right hand slightly to form the wind and clouds, and then pressed it down slightly, as if he wanted to give the colorful clouds in the sky to all living beings.
Dong Yunshu suddenly looked up into the distance and saw countless weather conditions being affected, bursting into colorful brilliance.
On the dark horizon, a colorful river surged to the sky, cutting through the night sky.
Countless people in the city noticed the colorful river in the sky. Some held up their phones to take pictures, some brought their relatives and friends to watch, some made wishes, and some jumped for joy.
A mysterious force spreads across the world, mixed with blessings for all living beings, which are also blessings from all living beings to themselves.
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Shangqing Palace, a simple Taoist temple on the top of a majestic mountain.
Taoist Qingxuan slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the distant horizon, his eyes full of nostalgia.
At that time, the immortal way was flourishing, and there was no equal in the world among the immortals. There were three gods, eight geniuses, and the human race was the strongest in the world. The grand occasion of the Guanghan Feast is still vivid in my mind.
There are no rare treasures, just a bowl of glutinous rice balls from a living immortal is enough to attract people from all over the world to come.
For nothing else but to celebrate.
Taoist Qingxuan stood up and walked out of the courtyard. He took a step and arrived at a square halfway up the mountain. At this time, the disciples of Shangqing Palace were holding a Spring Festival Gala.
When the disciples of Shangqing Palace saw the young man suddenly appear, they all stood up and bowed to him.
"Greetings, Master."
"No need to be polite."
Taoist Qingxuan came to the top seat and sat down. This was his seat. Shangqing Palace would reserve a seat for him every year at the Spring Festival Gala, but he basically never came.
On the left and right sides were the seats for the elders, and there were nearly nine seats, but only Qingxuzi was there. The elders were basically in seclusion, not very interested in the secular festival, and only Qingxuzi, the old naughty boy, was drinking and having fun with his disciples.
Qingxuzi asked curiously, "Master, why are you here?"
"Hahaha, how can the Spring Festival be without a banquet?" Taoist Qingxuan stroked his non-existent beard, let out a rather brisk laugh, and then began to pick up the wine and food on the table.
"Everyone, it's the New Year, aren't you going out for a drink?"
Qingxuan's voice echoed throughout the Shangqing Palace. The next moment, the elders who had not attended in previous years appeared one after another and sat in their seats. Everyone looked at Taoist Qingxuan with more or less confusion.
"Weren't you interested in previous years? Why are you in the mood to participate this year?" Qingxuzi was even more confused.
"In previous years, if it wasn't New Year, I would naturally not come. Master, do you know about the Guanghan Banquet?" Qingxuan asked while pouring himself a glass of wine.
"It was the greatest banquet of the Immortal Dao Era. Almost all the cultivators in the world, and even the Great Saints of the Demon Clan, attended."
Qingxuzi answered without hesitation that he had accidentally seen it when he was reading classics during the Immortal Era.
"You guys are really peaceful. In our time, this kind of banquet couldn't even be held."
Let’s not talk about the conflicts within the human race, it’s unlikely that the conflicts between the human and demon races would come together. But in the Immortal Dao era, they came together. Daoists, Buddhas, demons, humans and demons, all the cultivators in the world came together to eat and drink. It was simply a miracle.
"Not all of the world came. At most, only half of the people came at one time." Qingxuan took a sip of wine. "For us, Guanghan Feast is the New Year's Eve dinner and the Spring Festival."
"For us, a banquet with living immortals is a New Year's Eve dinner."
Qingxuzi and the other elders could not understand. They could not feel the feelings of Qingxuan and others towards the living immortals in the Immortal Era.
As high as the sky, and as supportive as a father.
Suddenly, the heaven and earth trembled, and everyone looked up to see a ray of light spreading across the sky, and a colorful river ran through the night.
The stars are shining, and joy comes from the heart.
Taoist Qingxuan raised his cup to the sky and said, "Happy New Year! May China be the strongest country in the world."
The current Shenzhou has already belonged to the Xiandao era, and all the existing national defense-level officials came from the Xiandao era. And only the Xiandao era's idea of distinguishing between immortals and mortals, protecting the world, and saving the people can be harmonious with the government.
Protecting the world is the inheritance of the sword immortals, while saving the people is the inheritance of the worldly immortals.
Shenzhou is the continuation of the immortal way, and they firmly believe that the world can be peaceful because the immortals on earth want the world to be peaceful.
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Buddhism.
In an inconspicuous little temple, an old monk sat under a Bodhi tree, his hands clasped together, tightly grasping the beads that sealed the Bodhi world.
Suddenly he opened his eyes, raised his head slightly and saw the colorful glow of the sunset.
“It’s finally the New Year.”
The old monk walked out of the temple, found a bowl of vegetarian noodles, sat on the roof of the temple, and ate slowly under the colorful rays of light.
Memories emerged in my mind and the scene around me began to change.
The Moon Palace, the various gods, the cultivators of the world, and the immortals in the world
An ordinary Taoist priest in a green robe sat at the top, while the Moon Palace Taiyin Fairy, who was known as the most beautiful woman in the world, knelt beside him and poured wine for him.
The Taoist in green robes looked at him with a smile and said, "Monk, I heard that another girl is openly courting you, and she is a rat spirit. Have you ever considered returning to secular life to promote the relationship between humans and demons?"
"I have cut off the three thousand roots of afflictions."
"I can help you grow hair."
For those who practice Taoism, the Spring Festival is not a specific time, but the words "Happy New Year" from the immortals in the world and the brilliance they shed.
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On a street in Donghai City, a lonely wonton stall is still open on the roadside.
The shop owner is a young man in his 20s, dressed simply. If Li Yi were here, he would recognize him. He is known as one of the eight great masters in the world, the wisest Wang Huan.
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