Chapter 830 Queen Mother of the West

Fang Xiu frowned slightly: "Why? Can't I enter without a birthday gift?"

He really didn't have a birthday gift, because the Kunlun Mirror didn't tell him that he had to give gifts when he traveled through time and space. (-_-) (-_-)

He did have some treasures on him, but he didn't want to give them to the Queen Mother of the West. It was fine if he came to save them, but did he have to give gifts?

The green fairy was surprised again. In just a short moment, she was surprised twice in a row.

"This... It's not that you can't enter without a birthday gift, but..."

Before she finished her words, Fang Xiu had already walked towards the venue.

"Hey, distinguished guest..."

Helplessly, the green fairy finally shouted: "Nuwa's descendant Fang Xiu is here!"

As soon as these words came out, the originally noisy fairy palace fell into silence in an instant. The guests present turned their heads almost at the same time and focused their eyes on Fang Xiu.

There was a strong surprise between their eyebrows, looking up and down.

Fang Xiu remained calm, and his calm eyes met the gods and swept over them one by one.

While the gods were looking at him, he was also looking at the gods.

Since the Peach Festival contained a conspiracy of the devil, could it be possible that the devil disguised himself as a guest and mixed in?

His unconcealed gaze made the gods look different.

Some had cold eyes, some smiled, and some were very curious.

After a moment of silence, the gods began to whisper.

"Is this the descendant of Nuwa?"

"Nuwa never participated in the Peach Festival, why did she send a descendant today?"

"Nuwa's descendants have always been women, how could a man suddenly appear?"

"This person has a strong evil spirit, how could he be the descendant of Nuwa?"

Amid the discussions of the gods, Fang Xiu calmly walked towards the steps in the hall and walked upward step by step.

At this time, a maid came over in a hurry: "Dear guest, the Peach Festival is divided into three areas, namely the upper banquet, the middle banquet and the lower banquet. The lower banquet is used to entertain the gods below the third rank, and the corresponding peaches are ripe once every three thousand years. The middle banquet is used to entertain the second and third rank gods, and the corresponding peaches are ripe once every six thousand years.

The upper banquet is used to entertain the first rank gods, and the corresponding peaches are ripe once every nine thousand years. Your seat should be...should be..."

The maid was also in a dilemma for a while, because she had never encountered the situation of the descendants of Nuwa attending the Peach Festival before. The descendants brought by the first rank gods often could only sit in the lower banquet. It stands to reason that Fang Xiu should do the same.

But the identity of the descendant of Nuwa is a little inappropriate.

She did not doubt Fang Xiu's identity as the descendant of Nuwa, because it was not something she, a maid, should do. Whether Fang Xiu was the descendant of Nuwa or not was determined by other immortals and gods. Even if he was a fake, the boy guarding the door outside should be punished.

But if the wrong area is assigned, she will be punished.

After thinking about it, the maid finally pointed to the middle banquet area: "You should sit in the middle banquet... Hey... My dear guest, you are wrong, this is the middle banquet, that is the upper..."

Before she finished her words, Fang Xiu had already sat in the upper banquet area.

The maid couldn't help but feel anxious, but she didn't dare to say anything more. What if the other party was really the descendant of Nuwa and she neglected him, then she would be punished.

She stood there stiffly for a moment, and finally had to leave.

Ever since Fang Xiu entered the hall, the gods have been looking at him, even when they were talking, they were always paying attention to him from the corner of their eyes.

The descendant of Nuwa, who wouldn't be curious?

Now seeing Fang Xiu sitting down in the upper banquet area, the gods have different thoughts.

Some dissatisfied people said: "The seats in the upper banquet area must be at least for first-class gods. This descendant of Nuwa is too ignorant of etiquette."

"Even if he is the descendant of Nuwa, he is only a demigod. How can he sit in the upper banquet?"

The dissatisfied people are a minority after all. More immortals and gods pretended not to see it and continued to talk to others.

Fang Xiu sat in the upper banquet area not to eat the peaches that ripen once every nine thousand years, but to observe better.

Sitting in the upper banquet area from a high position, he can see everyone's expressions, which is convenient for him to take a comprehensive view and find out the conspiracy of the demon god as soon as possible.

He calmly scanned the whole place, looking at everyone over and over again, including the maids who came and went, but no matter how he observed, he did not see anything unusual, but instead received a lot of dissatisfied eyes.

No one wants to be looked at unscrupulously.

After a long time, Fang Xiu frowned slightly.

Isn't the problem with these guests?

He could not help but move his eyes to the highest point in the hall, where there were two seats, a dragon chair and a phoenix chair, both of which were cast in divine gold. The dragons and phoenixes carved on them looked like living creatures, as if real dragons and phoenixes were lying prone.

However, the two masters had not yet entered the venue.

At this time, another person came to the banquet area, wearing armor and holding a copper tower in his hand. He was a middle-aged man with a burly figure, bright eyes, and a majestic look without anger.

He looked at Fang Xiu, and a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

"I am Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King. I don't know you. May I ask your Dharma name?"

"The descendant of Nuwa, Fang Xiu."

The curiosity in Li Jing's eyes became stronger and stronger: "Descendant of Nuwa? Nuwa Niangniang never participated in the Peach Festival. I didn't expect that she would send her descendants to participate today. It's really surprising."

"Don't worry, there will be more unexpected things happening in a while." Fang Xiu said calmly.

Li Jing was stunned, then smiled: "Then I will wait and see."

After that, he stopped talking and sat aside, drinking by himself.

As time went by, more and more people entered the hall, and more and more guests came to Fang Xiu's side.

Through the conversation between several people, he also learned who these people were.

North Pole Ziwei Emperor, South Pole Changsheng Emperor, Fengdu Emperor, etc.......

After about an hour, the seats in the hall were almost full, and the host of this banquet finally appeared.

"The Queen Mother is here!"

I saw a graceful and beautiful woman slowly walking in the crowd of fairies. She was wearing a red and yellow gold and silver silk phoenix embroidered court dress, with large peonies embroidered on both sleeves, which was extremely bright. The skirt was very long, and the silver phoenix pattern was embroidered on the skirt board, which was luxurious and beautiful.

It was the legendary Queen Mother of the West.

Wherever she passed, all the gods stood up to greet her.

Queen Mother of the West came over with a smile, passed by Fang Xiu, and sat on the highest seat step by step.

Fang Xiu looked at Queen Mother of the West, the owner of the ancient artifact Kunlun Mirror. He doubted anyone, and naturally would not forget Queen Mother of the West.

However, no matter how he observed, he could not see any strange aura on the other party.

Instead, he felt a terrifying oppression like an abyss.

Queen Mother of the West is very strong, very strong!

Seeing Queen Mother of the West actually gave him the feeling of seeing a god for the first time when he was still weak.

Queen Mother of the West sat upright in the first seat, not looking sideways, even if Fang Xiu, a stranger, appeared in the banquet area closest to her, she did not look at him more.

"All immortals, no need to be polite. The Jade Emperor has important matters to attend to today, so it is inconvenient for him to come. Please take a seat."

"Thank you, Queen." The gods said respectfully in unison, and then took their seats, while Fang Xiu, who never stood up, seemed a little out of place.

But the Queen Mother of the West said nothing, so naturally, these immortals and gods would not say much. Instead, they were somewhat convinced of Fang Xiu's identity as the descendant of Nuwa.