Seeing this, Zhuang Yantong and Lihua didn't care about anything else and quickly picked up the wine cup and drank it all.
"Cough cough." Zhuang Yantong couldn't help coughing a few times after drinking a glass of wine, but Lihua sighed freely, and her voice was full of a refreshing feeling.
Then the two of them bowed again and said, "Thank you, Emperor Hongqing, for your hospitality. We are flattered."
Fang Jian put down his wine glass and said to the two women, "Enjoy your meal, fellow Daoists. I have other things to attend to, so I will not accompany you any longer. Farewell."
As he spoke, Fang Jian instructed Hei Haier, "Please entertain the two Taoist friends here on my behalf."
The black boy bowed and said, "Yes, sir."
Hearing this, the two women hurriedly bowed again and said, "Farewell, Emperor Hongqing."
Fang Jian then turned around with his hands behind his back and transformed into a beam of mysterious light and left the place. Only Heihai, Lihua and Zhuang Yantong were left at the scene.
After Fang Jian left, Zhuang Yantong clearly felt that the atmosphere on the scene became relaxed again. This time, even she began to eat and drink without any scruples.
About an hour later, the banquet was over, and Hei Haier presented Zhuang Yantong and Li Hua with a storage bag each. "Inside are some precious elixirs and immortal fruits, gifts from Emperor Hongqing. Please keep them."
Zhuang Yantong quickly said, "We are deeply grateful for the grand banquet hosted by Emperor Hongqing. How could we dare to accept the gift from him?"
Black Boy smiled and said, "Emperor Hongqing once said: Gifts to old friends, please do not refuse."
Zhuang Yantong was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on the two storage bags. After a moment of silence, he said, "In that case, please express our gratitude to Emperor Hongqing for his generous gift."
"Okay." Black boy nodded.
Then Zhuang Yantong put away his storage bag first, and then tied another storage bag around the waist of Lihua, who was already drunk.
Black Boy then called out again, "Fellow Daoist Zhuang Yantong."
Zhuang Yantong looked at Heihaier, but saw that Heihaier returned to the stone table on the opposite bank, picked up the Yaoqin and walked back.
At this moment, Zhuang Yantong's breathing suddenly became rapid, and she could even hear her own heartbeat clearly.
"Fellow Daoist Zhuang Yantong, Emperor Hongqing said: This item should be returned to its original owner." After saying that, Hei Haier presented the Tian Yao Qin to Zhuang Yantong.
Zhuang Yantong looked at the Tian Yao Qin that was so close to her. For some reason, she felt extremely happy and sad. Her eyes began to become hazy, and a thin mist rose from her eyes.
Zhuang Yantong stretched out his hands and gently stroked the strings of the Tian Yao Qin, saying subconsciously, "Old friend, long time no see."
'clank'
As soon as Zhuang Yantong finished speaking, the strings of the Tianyaoqin suddenly emitted two clanging and murderous sounds.
The next moment, Zhuang Yantong reached out and took the Tianyaoqin from Heihai'er. The moment he took it, the Tianyaoqin instantly turned into a ray of fairy light and flew into Zhuang Yantong's eyebrows.
Zhuang Yantong immediately laughed out loud, as if some age-old knot had been untied. She bowed to Hei Hai and said, "Daoyou, please tell Emperor Hongqing that Yantong thanks you."
Although Zhuang Yantong has not recovered Jiang Siyin's memories from that life, the current events and the Tian Yaoqin are enough to prove that she is Fang Jian's old friend.
In addition, Zhuang Yantong's heart knot from past lives has been untied, so he has naturally regained some of the charm of Jiang Siyin at this moment.
After expressing his gratitude, Zhuang Yantong immediately took the drunk Lihua away from the Jinque Palace.
After seeing off Zhuang Yantong and the others, Heihaier returned to the main hall of the Jinque Palace to report to Fang Jian.
Fang Jian was arranging for Vairocana Buddha and Hongjun Taoist Master to look for Zen Tianjun. Feng Tianjun was also called out by Fang Jian. After hearing Heihai's report, he immediately nodded with a smile.
Then Fang Jian said to the Great Sun Tathagata Buddha and Hongjun Daoist Master, "Then the two Daoists, please set off. Feng Tianjun, you follow these two Daoists to find Zen Tianjun."
Feng Tianjun nodded, then looked around, and finally jumped to the side of Hongjun Daoist Master and said, "Yes, Emperor."
Afterwards, Taoist Master Hongjun and Buddha Mahavairocana stood up and bid farewell to Fang Jian, then transformed into a mysterious light and a Buddha light, and took Feng Tianjun with them, and flew out of the Cangqiu Lake in an instant.
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was the next day. With the rumbling sound of thunder drums outside the royal city, the return ceremony of the Cangqiu demon clan officially began.
The ceremony was held on a plain to the north of the royal city. In the center of the plain, a nine-story platform stood majestically. This was the ancestral altar built by the heavenly soldiers and generals to help the Cangqiu demon clan. On top of the ancestral altar stood a huge temple: the 'Emperor's Temple'.
'Emperor Temple', whose full name is 'Temple of the Righteous Qingxiao Shenwu Emperor', is the temple used by the Cangqiu demon clan to worship Emperor Jun and the two demon queens.
Inside the Imperial Temple, the statue located in the center of the main hall is the statue of Emperor Jun. Secondly, on the left and right sides of the Emperor are two statues of peerless goddesses, namely Xihe and Changyi.
On both sides of the main hall are statues of the twelve demon gods. On the left are the six 'auspicious gods', and on the right are the six 'evil gods'.
The Imperial Temple is majestic and magnificent, shining with immortal light. The building materials used are all the finest precious materials. From a distance, it looks like a tower that shines in all directions and ascends to heaven.
And under the nine-layered ancestral altar, heavenly soldiers and generals were stationed in all directions. The demon king Fu Qinggang led all the Cangqiu demons to line up in an orderly manner and stand respectfully right under the ancestral altar.
Fang Jian, dressed in the imperial robe, flew to the top of the nine-story ancestral altar on a golden cloud under the protection of Guan Yu and the giant spirit.
And outside the Nine-Layered Ancestral Altar, which was guarded by heavenly soldiers, were hundreds of thousands of cultivators from all over the Bian Tian World who came to watch the ceremony on Fang Jian's orders.
The flags fluttered, the heavenly soldiers were majestic, the thunder drums roared, and the golden gongs rang in the sky. Although there were hundreds of thousands of people on the plains around the ancestral altar, no one dared to say a word to disturb the order. It was extremely quiet, and the only sound was the rustling of the flags in the wind.
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