Chapter 829: Descendants of Nuwa

"This... this... Nu... Nuwa, you... you... you are the descendant of Nuwa!?" The boy took a breath and slapped his thigh.

"Oh, why didn't you tell me earlier? If I had known that you were the descendant of Nuwa, I wouldn't have dared to stop you even if I had a hundred courages."

"So, blame me?" Fang Xiu said lightly.

The boy's face suddenly changed, and a flattering look like a Kunlun maggot appeared on his young face. He nodded and bowed, saying: "I dare not, I am short-sighted, please don't blame me."

As he said, he hurriedly came to Fang Xiu's side, looked around nervously, and saw that no one was paying attention. He breathed a sigh of relief, then took out a palm-sized peach from his arms and handed it over.

"Dear guest, please don't take me seriously. This three thousand year old peach is my gift to you."

Fang Xiu took the peach and immediately felt the great power contained in it. It is said that if a mortal eats the three thousand year old peach, he can immediately become an immortal. Now he sees that it is true. The medicinal power contained in it is enough to make an ordinary person who has not yet lit up his spirituality directly condense an immortal body and advance to the sixth level.

He accepted it without hesitation and asked, "Are there any more?"

The boy's face suddenly fell: "No more, really no more, this is the only one I stole from the Peach Festival when others were not paying attention..."

He realized that he had let the cat out of the bag and quickly changed his words: "Dear guest, I was just joking. How could I steal it? This is the leftover from the last Peach Festival that the guests did not finish eating."

"Yeah." Fang Xiu nodded calmly and then walked towards the top of the fairy palace.

The boy was very anxious: "Dear guest, I am telling the truth. I was just joking."

"Yeah."

The boy was even more anxious, but he didn't dare to chase him in. After all, his duty was to receive guests here.

"It's really a joke. Please don't tell the Queen Mother!"

Fang Xiu stepped onto the sacred mountain and walked towards the fairy palace on the top step by step.

Just now, he pretended to be the descendant of Nuwa, but he had to do it because Yan Luo and others were not strong enough. Although he had the power of many immortals and gods, only Nuwa could be on the stage.

If he had used Yan Luo's death power just now, he would have been blasted out directly. After all, Yan Luo himself did not have the qualifications to participate in the Peach Festival, let alone his disciples.

Thinking about it, he could only pretend to be the descendant of Nuwa.

It was not realistic to break in by virtualization, because the Peach Festival did not set up a divine ban. It was simply a human inspection. Countless boys and maids stood around the sacred mountain to welcome guests, and there were also powerful gods coming and going. Virtualization was not invisible.

Fortunately, the title of the descendant of Nuwa is very useful. You can enter directly without an invitation or being brought by others.

Come to think of it, the existence of the level of the great goddess Nuwa was also the top in ancient times. She was a character that the Queen Mother of the West might not be able to invite.

Wait!

Fang Xiu's footsteps suddenly stopped, and the next moment, his brows were furrowed.

The descendant of Nuwa...Peach Festival...

He suddenly recalled the ancient secrets that Yan Luo had told him.

Yan Luo said that in ancient times, a descendant of Nuwa had exposed the conspiracy of the demon god at the Peach Festival and saved the heaven once.

He thought of himself pretending to be a descendant of Nuwa and sneaking into the Peach Festival...

Could it be that... the descendant of Nuwa in ancient times was himself! ?

It's no wonder that he thought so, because it was just too coincidental.

There is no coincidence in front of fate!

If you think about it carefully, everything seems to be bound to happen.

He pretended to be the descendant of Nuwa, not intentionally, but had to pretend, otherwise there was no other way to sneak into the Peach Festival.

"Is this my fate?" Fang Xiu murmured to himself, with an undercurrent in his calm eyes.

"The Peach Festival should be hiding the conspiracy of the demon god, waiting for me to reveal it, everything is just as fate has arranged."

He didn't like the feeling of being controlled by fate. The so-called fate was just a toy in the hands of the strong, such as his wife and the other unknown existence.

But he couldn't help but follow fate.

For example, deliberately not revealing the conspiracy of the demon god, causing the heaven to suffer a heavy blow?

The consequence of that might be that the present world and Jiuzhou would no longer exist, and his wife would wake up laughing in her dreams.

He would never allow such a thing to happen, which means that he would definitely act according to the trajectory of fate.

He guessed that it was not his wife who controlled fate this time, but the other existence.

"Well, let me see what tricks you are playing."

Fang Xiu took a step, followed the trajectory of fate, and stepped into the top fairy palace step by step.

At the entrance of the Fairy Palace, seven fairies in colorful gauze clothes were receiving guests and counting the birthday gifts of each guest.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva of the South China Sea presented a birthday gift to the Queen Mother, a Pure Water Buddha Lotus."

"The Barefoot Immortal presented a birthday gift to the Queen Mother, a plant of Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Ginseng."

"Taibai Jinxing presented a birthday gift to the Queen Mother, a spiritual jade."

"........."

Fang Xiu watched the immortals and gods in mythology appear alive in front of him, and through the introduction of the seven fairies, they corresponded one by one to the tombs of the Immortal Tomb of Kunlun Mountain.

Seeing the coffin first and then the person, this feeling is a bit strange.

He walked slowly, and after a long time, he finally reached the entrance of the Fairy Palace.

He was received by a fairy in emerald green clothes.

She was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful and fair face, curved eyebrows, a warm and subtle smile on her lips, a tall peach figure, a light body, dignified and elegant words and deeds, black hair like lacquer, skin like jade, and beautiful eyes.

Those beautiful eyes looked at Fang Xiu, and there was a trace of doubt in the flowing smoke.

"Forgive me for my poor eyesight, I don't know who you are, distinguished guest?"

"Fang Xiu."

The fairy's eyes were more suspicious. After thinking for a long time, she couldn't remember who Fang Xiu was and what important position he held in the Heavenly Palace.

But even so, she didn't dare to be negligent. After all, anyone who could come to participate in the Peach Festival was a first-class big shot, or the descendant of a big shot.

"I wonder if you could tell me who your teacher is or what your position is?"

"Descendant of Nuwa."

"Yes, dear guest." The fairy smiled and was about to say something, but she froze the next second, looking at Fang Xiu with her beautiful eyes in disbelief.

"Descendant of Nuwa!"

Her exclamation immediately attracted the attention of the nearby guests, and they all looked at this place.

She seemed to realize her own gaffe, and quickly covered her mouth with her hands, apologetically saying: "Excuse me, dear guest, you just said that you are... the descendant of Nuwa?"

Fang Xiu nodded calmly.

The green-clothed fairy was stunned again. This was not the first time she had received guests attending the Peach Festival, but it was the first time she had encountered a descendant of Nuwa attending the Peach Festival. This was the first time in history.

Besides, aren't the descendants of Nuwa generally women? Why is the man in front of her a man?

But she really couldn't think of anyone who would dare to announce their family background at the Peach Festival.

I had no choice but to continue asking, "What is your birthday gift, sir?"

(Later)