Nine-colored clouds fill the sky, and mist and snow fall faintly.
The bright and clear rainbow connects to the palace, and the fairy shadows rush into the blue sky.
The whole room is filled with respected gods who are enjoying their leisure time, and the immortals are discussing the Dao.
The golden girl dances with her silk skirt fluttering, and the goddess presents peaches in a basket.
Cen Biqing sat in front of the green jade table, which was already filled with various fairy wines, delicacies, and fairy fruits and delicacies.
Of course, what caught her attention most was the peach in the middle of the jade table, which was as big as a hydrangea.
The peaches were plump and smooth, sparkling with fairy light, and the delicate peach bodies exuded a hint of spiritual energy, which made people feel refreshed and at ease when they smelled it.
The moment she saw the peaches, Cen Biqing thought they were fake, but she soon felt the majestic fairy energy contained in them.
Such a big peach, she definitely can't pick it up and eat it, unless she is a monkey...
Smelling the fairy fragrance of the peaches, Cen Biqing secretly swallowed her saliva. She pretended to glance around casually and found that other gods had not started yet, so she had to endure it even if she wanted to eat it.
"What is your name, fellow Taoist?" At this moment, a Taoist immortal on the left side of Cen Biqing asked Cen Biqing.
Cen Biqing turned around and saw that the person who spoke was a handsome Taoist wearing a dark black Taoist robe, a golden lotus crown on his head, eyes like stars, and a long beard like black ink.
Cen Biqing bowed and said, "Cen Biqing of Lingxia Mountain in Dongsheng Shenzhou."
The Taoist nodded upon hearing this, and then said, "Although I have never heard of you, I believe that you must be extraordinary since you were invited by the Queen Mother of the West to attend the Peach Festival. I hope you will give me some guidance."
Upon hearing this, Cen Biqing quickly waved her hand and said, "You are too kind, fellow Daoist." Then she bowed and asked, "May I know your name?"
The Taoist stroked his beard and smiled, then slowly said, "I am Wang Chongyang."
Cen Biqing's pupils shrank, and she quickly bowed and said, "So it's Master Chongyang. My apologies."
Wang Chongyang laughed heartily and looked at Cen Biqing and said, "Judging from your reaction, he's a junior, right?"
Cen Biqing said, "This junior started practicing a little earlier than Grandmaster Chongyang, but my achievements are not even one tenth of what Grandmaster Chongyang has achieved."
Wang Chongyang was slightly startled when he heard this, then he counted with his fingers and said in surprise: "So that's how it is. In terms of cultivation, you are my senior."
"How dare I!" Cen Biqing's face suddenly turned red when she heard this, and she felt very embarrassed. She had practiced for more than a hundred years earlier than Wang Chongyang, but she was still just an unknown true immortal, while Wang Chongyang was already the famous founder of the Quanzhen Sect, a master of Taiyi Xuanxian Taoism.
This is the gap, not only the gap in personal destiny, but also the gap in teachers and background.
Wang Chongyang took in Cen Biqing's reaction, but did not laugh at her. Instead, he asked, "Is this your first time at the Peach Festival, Fellow Daoist Cen?"
Cen Biqing picked up a cup of immortal wine on the table and took a sip. Only then did he calm down a little. Then he nodded and said, "Yes, this is my first time attending the Peach Festival."
Wang Chongyang stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "This is my third time."
After saying that, Wang Chongyang raised his hand and picked up a thin golden ruler under the jade cup containing the peaches. He then used the golden ruler to cut the peach on his table into four pieces. Then he reached out and took a piece, put it in his mouth and took a bite.
"The taste of the three thousand year old peaches is comparable to that of other immortal fruits in the Three Realms, and you can count them on one hand." Wang Chongyang said to Cen Biqing with a smile.
So this is how you eat it, Cen Biqing said secretly in her heart as she watched Wang Chongyang eating the peaches.
However, Cen Biqing was also somewhat curious and asked Wang Chongyang, "Master Chongyang, you said you participated in three Peach Festivals. Did you eat three thousand year old peaches on all three occasions?"
Wang Chongyang nodded and said, "That's right. People like us can only eat three thousand year old peaches. Those who can eat six thousand year old peaches are the backbone of the three religions or the pillars of heaven, you see."
As he spoke, Wang Chongyang pointed towards Yaotai (Yaotai) in the north of Yaochi. Cen Biqing turned her head and saw divine light rising into the sky and auspicious air forming clouds. That was where the great gods were sitting.
What Wang Chongyang was referring to were two gods, one fat and one thin. The fat one had a fat head and big ears, and was wearing a black cassock with his breasts exposed.
She was thin, pretty and pure, wearing a bright red dress, a red silk draped over her shoulders and a collar around her neck.
The two of them had no scruples in front of the great gods around them. They were happily chewing a peach as big as a washbasin.
Cen Biqing was secretly shocked. She said to Wang Chongyang, "Is that the one on the left Nezha the Third Prince?"
Wang Chongyang nodded and said, "Exactly. Do you know the person on the right?"
Cen Biqing shook his head and said, "I don't know him."
Wang Chongyang smiled and said, "That is the Buddhist altar purifier."
Cen Biqing suddenly understood, and then a smile appeared on his face, but at the same time he secretly sighed in his heart. If he ate peaches like this, he would definitely be laughed at for being unworldly. But who would dare to laugh at Nezha the Third Prince for eating like this? He eats more peaches than you eat rice.
At this time, Cen Biqing looked up at the highest point of the entire Yaochi, and saw that the boundless auspicious clouds there were holding up a golden platform of the sun and the moon. On top of the golden platform, the Queen Mother of the West sat in the central seat, and then there were the top figures of Taoism, Buddhism, and Heaven.
"If you two don't eat the peaches, how long will it take for you to continue?" Just as Cen Biqing and Wang Chongyang were chatting, a voice came from her right.
Cen Biqing quickly turned her head to look, and saw that the person sitting to her right was also a Taoist with an immortal appearance. Before Cen Biqing could ask for advice, Wang Chongyang said, "This is the Heavenly Master Kou Qianzhi."
"Kou Qianzhi!" Cen Biqing's expression was stern. This man was a true senior. Although he was not as famous as Wang Chongyang, he was definitely a true senior cultivator.
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