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The Gao Ancestral Hall is located on the shore of Hongze Lake, at the foot of Gao Mountain.

Although the annual offering ceremony had not yet arrived, the front of the ancestral hall was already overcrowded, even the lake was filled with all kinds of boats, and the shore was so crowded that it was impossible to walk.

The carriage stopped far away on the other side of the river and everyone got off, only to see a gorgeous temple on the opposite bank, three stories high, with five stone pillars in front of the temple, adorned with lights and ribbons fluttering in the wind. It is a magnificent and extraordinary sight. Even the luxury of nobility cannot create such a scene.

When Zhong Minyan saw the crowd of people on the other side of the river, she frowned and said, “Why are there so many people?”

Fang Yizhen laughed and said, “The young hero Zhong doesn’t know, but in the next few days, the fairy goddess will appear in the temple and leave a list of names in the ancestral hall to choose those who will serve her in the mountain this year. So we are all waiting here, hoping to be chosen by her and to enjoy her immortal fortune.”

They were all silent when they heard that. Since they were young, they have been practicing for the sake of immortality. From ancient times to the present, from the top to the bottom of the five sects, very few of them have actually become immortals or have met one. How could they not know that there was a true immortal living in Gao Mountain, and they would select young men every year?

I am afraid that there is some kind of secret or maybe it is not an immortal but a demon…or maybe it is just a boast. But the people of Zhongli City are all extremely devout, men and women, young and old, so it would be unpleasant to hear such suspicions, and it would be a shame to offend the public.

Then Yu Sifeng smiled and said, “Since the Fairy Goddess will soon choose the one who is destined to be with her, why doesn’t Mr. Fang go?”

‘I was going to go, but I didn’t know I’d run into bullies like you…’ Fang Yizhen was whispering in his stomach, but his face was sad, saying, “My father is old and doesn’t dare to travel far.” Even an idiot could tell that he was lying, and by the look on his face, he knew that he would want to be elected.

“Why are you talking so much? If there’s something to see, why not go?” Ling Long threw back her pigtail and pulled Xuanji’s hand and was about to leave.

When Zhong Minyan saw the other side of the river, he was afraid that it would take a lot of effort to squeeze their way across. He hurriedly grabbed Linglong and said, “Mr. Fang, this immortal fortune has arrived and cannot be stopped. It’s because you’ve met us. To repay your kindness for showing us the way, let’s send you inside!”

After saying that, he threw a wink at Ruo’Yu, who immediately understood and smilingly grabbed the confused Fang Yizhen, grabbed his vest and jumped into the lake.

“Wait…wait! Great hero! Great hero…good man! Brother! I’m sorry! I know I’m wrong!” Fang Yizhen was so frightened that he yelled and screamed as he thought they were going to throw him into the lake. The turquoise water of the lake suddenly zoomed in front of his eyes, but did not experience the fall into the water. Suddenly his whole body felt light, as if flying.

He opened his eyes in shock, and saw himself being lifted by someone, his feet standing firmly on a sword, the lake shimmering beneath his feet, and he was actually flying! Flying over Lake Hongze!

A laughing voice came from overhead: “Mr. Fang, this is a bit reckless, but it’s much more fun than riding in a carriage, isn’t it?”

He nodded his head blankly, not believing it was true for a moment.

They can fly… are they fairies too?

The people in front of the ancestral hall were all stunned to see a few people flying up from the lake, with ghostly shapes, just circling around the entrance of the ancestral hall, and then suddenly rising up and stopping on the eaves of the hall.

Ruo’yu gently released Fang Yizhen, whose legs went limp, and he fell on his ass behind the mocking beast[1]. The experience was so exciting that he couldn’t say a word.

The five of them sat on the eaves, observing their surroundings. They laughed and said, “The scenery here is really nice, with water at front and mountains at the back.”

Those who were still busy crowding at the entrance of the ancestral hall were all appalled. Sitting on the eaves of the ancestral hall was a great disrespect, but the few people who flew over just now all looked so beautiful and weird, so maybe they were some kind of mountain ghosts or gods, so no one dared to say anything to rebuke them. They just talked about it below.

“This …… is not a good place to sit ……,” said Fang Yizhen, trembling, “No one has ever dared to go up to the eaves of the ancestral hall ……” He stood up on his own after that,

ut the shrine was two or three stories high, and the eaves were tilted, so he felt dizzy when he stood up, and uselessly squatted back down again, holding the head of the mocking beast.

Zhong Minyan laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a loud voice: “Mr. Fang, do you know how vast the world is, the sky is a blanket and earth is a bed, there is no place in the world where you can’t sit?”

I’m a good citizen. I’m no match for your tyrants! Fang Yizhen cursed in his stomach, but on the surface did not dare to show even a little of this internal fire on his face, and could only fearfully said, “Although you say so, I cannot bear the responsibility of offending the Fairy Goddess…”

Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to him. Xuanji and Ling Long took out the dim sum from the carriage and gave it to everyone, sitting on the eaves of the ancestral hall, eating and chewing.

It was a pity that there was no scenery to view in the cold winter months. The only thing that happened was that the north wind was blowing, whipping up everyone’s clothes and long hair and making Fang Yizhen shiver with cold.

“When will the Fairy Goddess come?” Xuanji put the snack in her mouth and asked vaguely.

Everyone was looking at Fang Yizhen, as only he knew. He turned blue, and I don’t know if it was from cold or anger, but he trembled, “I… I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. If the Fairy Goddess comes, this is a great disrespect…”

“Don’t be afraid, we’re here for you.” Ling Long rolls her eyes at him. She despises such cowardly men.

“Speaking of which, she’s going to name the candidates. How will she know what the names are?” Xuanji asked again.

Zhong Minyan mused, “If she were really an immortal, she would know everything.”

Does it mean that an immortal knows everything? Xuanji stared at him, but in her heart, she thought it wasn’t true, but she didn’t know why.

“Maybe she’s just wandering around the city every day!” Ling Long took a bite of a pear, “There’s nothing for the immortals to do anyway, so getting to know the families! Nothing to see in this place and knock on that one. After a long time, they’ll know everyone.”

So that’s how it is! Xuanji suddenly realised.

When Fang Yizhen heard their nonsense, he couldn’t hold his tongue any longer and said loudly, “The Fairy Goddess is a holy immortal who has attained enlightenment, how can there be anything she doesn’t know? Naturally, it’s all there! You don’t know anything…don’t talk nonsense here, okay?”

When Zhong Min Yan saw that he was angry, he smiled and said, “Mr. Fang, there is no need to be angry, I will not hide anything from you. We are immortal cultivators…”

Before he finished speaking, a fragrant breeze suddenly blew by. The fragrance was unprecedented, like the fragrance of a thousand kinds of flowers, plus a thousand kinds of spices, blended with the softness of the spring breeze and the freshness of the autumn breeze, and made one feel intoxicated with just one sniff. The heart immediately clear and empty, the body indescribably comfortable.

Fang Yizhen’s face changed and he urgently said, “The Fairy Goddess is here!”

The crowd only heard the tinkling of a bell behind them. It really seemed as if someone was walking slowly towards them, and they all turned around, but there was no one behind them, only a faint purple smoke floating past. The auspicious qi gathered faintly at the eaves of the building, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A light purple paper floated down from the air, it fell on the eaves and Zhong Minyan picked it up, only to notice that the paper also carried the orchid musk fragrance, lingering and soft. The handwriting on the paper was neat and tidy, but only four names were written on it, so it must be the people she had chosen.

The clamor of the people below the ancestral hall grew even louder, and finally someone couldn’t help but shout, “Who’s name is written on the paper? Read it!”

As soon as the person said this, the people below continued shouting. Zhong Minyan cleared his throat and readily accepted the good advice, “I’ll read it then! Rong Liang Yu. Ju Zhaoyan. Zhuang Jing… Fang Yizhen …”

The people were all shocked, and it was surprising to see the name of Fang Yizhen inside. The people waiting at the ancestral hall heard the names chosen by the Fairy Goddess, all knelt down one after another and kowtowed to the Fairy. Those who were chosen, either here by themselves or with family and friends, were so happy they burst into tears and hurried home to report the news.

Fang Yizhen didn’t care that he was still on the roof, he was overjoyed and said, “It’s really me! It’s really me! Oh my God…….this…….”

On this side, the sound seemed to be in a frenzy. On the other side, Yu Sifeng suddenly saw Xuanji stand up, she looked in a daze towards the direction where the ‘fairy’ had come from. Her brows were slightly knitted, she seemed to be thinking about something.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

Xuanji shook her head, raised her hand and grabbed the air with a gesture, as if to grasp the tail of the wind, brought it to her nose and lightly sniffed it.

“Demon Qi.” she said softly, “I can smell some demon qi.”

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[1]: Referring to the ridge beasts found on the eaves of buildings. The size and number of ridge beasts symbolized the rank and luxuriousness of the building. As the grade of a building reduced, the ridge beasts decreased accordingly. Traditionally found on Imperial buildings, government buildings, and temples.

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