Chapter 828 Peach Festival

These immortals were obviously attracted by the sound of the bell, but where were they going?

No matter where they went, Fang Xiu planned to follow them.

One was to find out the purpose of the Kunlun Mirror, and the other was to see how powerful the ancient immortals were.

In Jiuzhou today, the most powerful were the true gods, but the pressure of these immortals had already surpassed the limit of the true gods and reached another height. He must know this realm beyond the true gods.

The heaven was vast and boundless, and the immortal spirit was ethereal. None of the powerful immortals paid attention to Fang Xiu who followed him.

His demigod realm could not be hidden from these immortals. In their eyes, Fang Xiu was probably like a child running on the street, running around outside with his elders at home on his back. They looked at him and ignored him.

Thanks to his achievement of the true self command, his body was flawless, and his inside and outside were the same, so he did not expose his evil power. Otherwise, he would be killed by a certain immortal.

Gradually, there were more and more immortals, with the momentum of thousands of immortals coming to pay homage.

Fang Xiu also noticed the destination of these immortals. It was a fairy palace hidden in the sacred mountain with peaks and ridges. The fairy palace stood on the highest peak. It seemed to be made of immortal gold. It emitted millions of rays of light in the sun, overwhelming the world and making people afraid.

What a fairy palace on the top!

Even he couldn't help but look sideways. Which god's residence was this?

Could it be the Jade Emperor?

Just as he was about to go forward to find out, he just approached the sacred mountain where the fairy palace was located. Suddenly, a fairy light flashed in front of his eyes.

A child with red lips and white teeth, two sky-high buns, and a white robe appeared out of thin air and blocked his way.

The boy held his hands in front of his chest, and held a whisk almost as tall as him under his armpits. He glanced at Fang Xiu with his eyelids drooping, and immediately snorted impatiently.

"Where did you come from, wild god? Is this a place you can come to? Go away, go away."

The little brat's face and the impatient tone made anyone who saw him want to tear his mouth apart.

Fang Xiu looked at the boy and thought to himself: "Finally, I have seen someone weaker than Yama."

Having seen so many powerful immortals and gods before, he almost thought that everyone here was stronger than Yama.

Although the boy looked young, he was a real demigod. It seemed that he should be the gatekeeper of this palace.

"Why can't I enter?"

The boy became even more impatient: "Why? Today is the day when the Queen Mother celebrates her birthday and holds the Peach Festival. What is your name? What is your official position? Do you have an invitation? Who is your teacher at home?"

Fang Xiu's eyes moved slightly. Peach Festival?

Today is the legendary Peach Festival. What is the purpose of Kunlun Mirror bringing him here?

Wait, the owner of Kunlun Mirror seems to be the Queen Mother of the West.

Is there any connection between them?

At this time, he finally understood why any god he met was stronger than Yan Luo, because they were all immortal gods who came to participate in the Peach Festival.

In ancient mythology, basically all the gods who could come to participate in the Peach Festival were well-known and famous. In ancient times, people of Yan Luo's level did not even have the qualifications to sit at the table. To be more precise, they did not even have the qualifications to enter the door.

It turned out that it was not that there were no weak gods in the heaven, but that today was the day for the strong gods to gather.

Seeing Fang Xiu's hesitation in answering, the boy completely lost his patience: "I've seen many wild gods like you, and you still want to sneak over to smell the fragrance of peaches? No way, hurry up and leave."

"What are the qualifications for participating in the Peach Festival?"

The boy was immediately amused when he heard it: "You are so ignorant, you are forcing me to drive people away, right?"

Fang Xiu's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "How do you determine that I am not qualified to participate in the Peach Festival?"

"Okay, okay, then I'm all ears. May I ask what rank of God you are? By the way, only Gods above the sixth rank can enter the Queen Mother's Peach Festival."

God?

Fang Xiu's heart moved slightly when he heard this unfamiliar word. Could it be that God is a realm above the true god?

"What is a true god?"

The boy's eyes widened: "You don't even know what a true god is?"

He looked Fang Xiu up and down, circled around him, and finally concluded: "You are not from the lower world like the Bi Ma Wen Sun Wukong?"

Hearing this, Fang Xiu got another key information. This boy dared to call Sun Wukong Bi Ma Wen, which showed that Sun Wukong had not yet made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, otherwise the boy would definitely call him the Great Sage Grandpa.

"Yes, I came from the human world."

He was telling the truth. Xia Country was the human world of the future.

The boy slapped his head and said in annoyance: "I should have guessed it earlier. When I saw your strange clothes and rustic appearance, I should have thought that you were from the lower world.

You don't even know the true gods? The true gods are gods who have been canonized by the heaven and recognized by the heaven. Their true names are included in the heaven, and every move is blessed by the will of heaven. You are not even a true god, let alone your rank. Leave quickly and don't delay me from welcoming the guests."

He saw other boys welcoming the true gods one by one, and he began to get anxious.

After all, who doesn't want to show off in front of the big shots.

At this time, Fang Xiu suddenly pointed to a place not far away: "The few people who just entered were not true gods either, why can they enter?"

The boy glared: "Can you compare with them? Their master is a first-rank true god. What's wrong with bringing a few disciples to see the world? Who is your master?"

It turns out that you can get in with connections.

Fang Xiu immediately had an idea in his mind. He could just make up a master and get in first. With his knowledge of ancient mythology, he could easily tell stories about the famous immortals and gods.

"I do have a master."

The boy didn't care: "Only the first-grade gods are qualified to bring disciples and descendants to participate in the Peach Festival. Unfortunately, I know all the disciples and descendants of these first-grade gods. I wonder who your master is?"

"Nuwa."

When Fang Xiu said these two words, the air suddenly became quiet. The boy was stunned on the spot. After two seconds of being stunned, he burst into laughter: "Hahaha... Nuwa is your master? Why don't you say that your master is Pangu? Hahaha... I have seen people who can brag, but I have never seen someone as good at bragging as you. Do you know how great Nuwa is..."

Speaking of this, the boy suddenly got stuck, as if his throat was blocked by something, and his voice stopped abruptly. His eyes widened and his mouth opened involuntarily, as if he had seen something incredible.

I saw that Fang Xiu's hand had a colorful divine light at some point.