The ancestor was speechless and thought to himself that you saw him so big now, and you would scream what this is. If you see him hundreds of times bigger than now, you would bite off your tongue if you were surprised.

The ancestor introduced: "This is the Yangshen Zhenren who was invited by me. I just misunderstood. The real person is not here to find fault."

In fact, the ancestor said that he was feeling sorry for his fault. Didn’t he really come to find fault? He was actually very suspicious.

The real person of Yangshen?

Where did it come out?

Is Yangshen Zhenren already a cabbage now? One out of every move!

The bearded man widened his eyes. At this time, he had not yet equalized the Yang Shen in front of him with the monster he had just heard, but he didn't dare to say what he wanted to help.

This old ancestor Huang Yun relied on his mustard seed cave, but he was not afraid of the true Yang Shen. After all, he had a good location, so many Yang Shen really couldn't do anything to him.

However, Huang Yun's tone was particularly polite today. It seemed that this Yang God was not an ordinary Yang God real person, so the bearded man naturally couldn't afford to offend him even more.

The bearded man immediately laughed and said, "It's either a question or a friend, hahaha, come and have a drink together."

When Fang Shanshui saw the bearded man, his heart suddenly moved. He could feel that the bearded man was obviously not a monster, but a human Yin God, or the kind of a bad breath. The Yin God exuded a black light, as if soaked in evil spirits... It was the taste that the master liked.

Sure enough, the figure master's eyes had already lit up slightly.

Seeing that the Yangshen Zhenren had stopped changing, Old Huang looked at the height of the gate of his cave, which seemed to be a little higher than his gate, and couldn't help but ask again: "Can't the real person shrink any longer?"

The figure master was trying. He looked at his apprentice's height and seemed to want to become as big as Fang Shanshui, so he shrank compared to Fang Shanshui's size. But it was stuck just now. When he heard the old Huang who provided Yu Lu's question, the figure master tried it again, but this experiment was not as calm as before.

The figure master seemed to have been compressed to his limit, and layers of shaking phantoms appeared around him. Suddenly, with a "boom", the square under his feet also shaking. The cracks he had just stepped on could no longer be blocked, and now many spider-web-like patterns suddenly burst out, and the entire square seemed to have suddenly sunk for about an inch.

Fang Shanshui was a little unsteady from the side, and held his master's legs like a pillar. The place where he stood seemed to be suppressed by his master, but it was a relatively calm place in this shock.

"Okay, okay, stop! The real person should stop! You can't shrink anymore, you can't!" The ancestor shouted in fear, but he felt more and more regretful. Although he didn't quite understand what the real person in Yang Shen in front of him had just done, it didn't prevent him from feeling the harm this real person brought to his cave.

The bearded man who had just come out also held the door frame and asked in surprise: "Old Huang, what's wrong?"

The illusion of the old weasel's cave has always been its pride. There are few people who can stand against it here. It can be said that even the true person of Yangshen is not afraid of it, but now it seems to be as fragile as a piece of paper.

The ancestor shook his head tiredly, and his intestines were so devastated that he had lost his intestines. He thought the restrictions here could suppress him, so he took the person to the second floor with confidence, but he didn't expect that it would be useless at all.

Only after feeling that the real person in front of him stopped moving and his cave no longer shook, did the ancestor Huang Yun breathe a sigh of relief.

The figure master stopped and shrank, stuck as big as two and a half square Shanshui. He frowned slightly and grabbed his elbow.

Seeing this, Fang Shanshui whispered: "Master? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

The figure master glanced at his apprentice with blushing eyes and shook his head slightly.

The discomfort is a little bit, but it is not very serious. It just feels that the body is very tight, and it seems that it has really been compressed to the limit. The figure master doesn't even dare to move casually, otherwise there is a possibility that it will explode at any time. Well... maybe it should be called rebound?

At this time, the few people in the cave, along with the bearded man, and other guests who were invited by the ancestor Huang Yun, who seemed to be monsters, were also shaken by the cave.

I won’t talk about those monsters, but the bearded man and his group seemed to have visited the soul, and the soul obviously had a layer of black air, so they didn’t look good.

The bearded man turned around: "You are coming out too."

One, two, three, four, five, plus six of the ancestor Huang Yun, there are also a few small desserts that have no taste...

The figure master counted silently.

A feminine middle-aged man frowned and asked, "Why are you staying outside for so long? Lao Huang, your master is not here, so it's not good to keep some of our guests to drink. Isn't it? Are you trying to see off the guests?"

Although the ancestor Huang Yun was not afraid of these people, he did not want to offend them. He immediately smiled and said, "How could it be? Nothing happened. I just learned that there were many guests, so I came out to greet you. I will introduce to you, this Yangshen Zhenren is... uh? Zhenren, haven't you asked your name yet?"

"Hiss--Yang Shen Zhenren!"

The people and monsters who came out were immediately shocked by these four words. Looking at the tall giant in front of him, it was like a big dragonfly running in from a world of worms... it was like a monster in another world.

Fang Shanshui replied to the dissatisfied master: "My master is Fang Yuanqing."

Old Ancestor Huang Yun: "Oh, Yuan Qing Zhenren..."

The surprised people and monsters behind them also looked like they had long admired Daqie, but in private, they had already sent messages to each other and asked each other quickly.

【Yuan Qing halal person?】

[Where does the Yang God come out? Who has heard of it?]

【It seems a bit familiar, but I can't remember it.】

【It doesn’t look like a righteous way, but it doesn’t look like a person from the same place as us.】

Old Ancestor Huang Yun introduced to Fang Yuanqing again: "These people who came to our mansion are also famous figures. This is Feisha Zhenren, this is Lin Xiaoling, this is Vampire Real Person..."

Old Ancestor Huang Yun pointed at the people who came out one by one, starting from the bearded man, and the person who was pointed to greet Fang Yuanqing in front of him.

Yuan Qing didn't look too cold. Although he didn't even light his head when he greeted him, his eyes looked extremely hot.

The old monsters who greeted Yuan Qing Zhenren were inexplicably trembling under this sight and became strange in their hearts.

Fang Shanshui quietly pulled the corner of his master's clothes, signaling his master to keep a low profile and calm down, so that he should not scare people away.

The figure master then withdrew his gaze.

The ancestor Huang Yun invited, "Let's stop standing here. Go into the table to talk. I have prepared a lot of good things to entertain everyone. Yuan Qing Zhenren, you also invite him, but this door is a little small, so you have to condescend and squeeze. Fortunately, my house is relatively spacious."

Big Bearded Man: "Let's go. It should have been like this long ago! I miss you, the little goblin here, so I have to drink."

The people who came out also responded.

Seeing that the food was about to enter, the figure master bent down and pulled his apprentice slightly, and walked slowly up the steps.

He was very careful every step he took, without much action, as if he was waiting for Fang Shanshui, or as if he was unable to act freely?

Several people who were watching the Yangshen Zhenren raised their eyebrows when they saw this and looked at each other, as if they noticed that the Yangshen Zhenren was in a wrong state. They also became a little afraid of it, but instead they felt a little tempted.

Seeing these people's appearance, Fang Shanshui couldn't help but become a little alert.

Although the master shook his head and said it was okay, Fang Shanshui could feel that if the master really fought with others like this, he would definitely suffer a loss.

The feminine middle man named Lin Xiaoling, when Fang Yuanqing pulled Fang Shanshui up, he looked at Fang Shanshui, who was not paid attention to, and showed a strange expression.

Until he suddenly met a pair of blood-red eyes, Lin Xiaoling was shocked, dyed dark blue nails, gently patted his chest, not daring to look at it again, and immediately withdrew his gaze.

Fang Shanshui looked at the master and lowered his head into the gate. He was worried about the space inside the palace, but when he entered the door and passed a corridor, it suddenly became clear and very spacious.

The ancestor Huang Yun led everyone to the table and sat down, and ordered: "Sing and dancing, wine and food."

After the conversation, the sound of music suddenly came.

Some dancers in gorgeous clothes patted their hands and flew into the venue like rotating flowers. After falling into the venue, they danced strange dances as if they were sacrificing.

Fang Shanshui followed the master to sit in the same place. The ancestor Huang Yun had already given them a seat and could fully accommodate the current figure master. However, the master of the figure could only sit cross-legged on the cushion prepared by the ancestor Huang Yun, because he was still too big. The ancestor Huang Yun could not find such a big chair for a while, so he could only apologize and let him just give it a try.

This seat is still very high, indicating that the ancestor Huang Yun attaches great importance to the Yangshen Zhenren. In front of the seat, a wooden coffee table connected to the ground, as well as flowers, green branches and leaves that seem to grow on the table, looked very green.

As the dancers were dancing, the old ancestor Huang Yun paused on the floor with his cane. The ceiling above the palace suddenly disappeared. Fang Shanshui looked up and saw a full moon appearing above his head. Everyone seemed to be sitting on the cloud platform on the top of the mountain, and a moon appeared above his head.

Old Ancestor Huang Yun: "I will do it first, and you have a good time. Today is our full moon dance party. Please enjoy the dance slowly."

As he said that, he raised his glass and drank it all, and the monsters who got off the seat responded one after another. Only Fang Shanshui and a few humans did not move much.

"Dong...dong..." The dancers holding hands and bones tapped the drum lightly, and their hands and feet slashed in correspondence with the bright moon like symbols.

During the dance process, someone slowly presented the banquet behind. The table of Fang Shanshui and his disciples was also filled with fruit plates. The enchanting maid poured wine for Fang Shanshui and his master.

The fruit wine was fragrant, and the bearded man there immediately picked it up and drank it all. The feminine Lin Xiaoling savored the wine glass without touching his lips. His eyes swept towards Fang Shanshui from time to time, but he did not dare to blatantly sweep Fang Shanshui anymore.

The new Yangshen Zhenren didn't seem to care about others spying on him, but he cared about others staring at his apprentice with malicious intentions. With so many peeping eyes, Lin Xiaoling found that only he was targeted, tsk.

However, Lin Xiaoling, who suffered a loss, did not remind his friends to sit in his seat and sip wine and pick his nails, looking like he was watching the fun.

"Dongdong..." The drum beat seemed to hit a person's heart.

After the moon came out, the dancers in the field suddenly gathered around, like a blooming flower. When they bowed under the moon, their big furry tail suddenly appeared behind them.

The dancers with big tails stood up and separated. After dancing for a while, they circled and gathered in the moonlight for two bows, and showed their furry ears again, and got up and separated again...

The dance looks very weird, not like dancing, but like a group of fairies making an appointment to worship the moon.

The master sitting cross-legged beside Fang Shanshui was the focus of everyone's attention at this time. Someone looked over from time to time, but the master of figure did not care at all. Instead, he looked at his apprentice from time to time, and seemed to have not yet pulled out of the strange that he had become much bigger than his apprentice. He treated Fang Shanshui as a child, peeled an orange for him and cut a fruit for him.

Perhaps because the figure master is relatively large, the fruit plates presented to them are two circles larger than elsewhere. Peaches are as big as washbasins, and watermelons are as big as bathtubs... All the food is large, and fortunately the coffee table is also very large, otherwise there would be no place to put them.

When the figure master had a little nail, the fruit under his hand would immediately be divided into eight petals. He cut a peach as big as a basin into this way. The peach meat was automatically separated into teeth and fell into the plate. A peach pit was exposed inside, and the peach pit was clipped out. The figure master pushed the plate to his apprentice without any concern about how many people were looking at him.

Fang Shanshui coughed, took the fruit, and helped his master peel an orange the size of a washbasin.

The dancers in the field walked around for countless times. As they kept worshiping the moon, their beautiful faces also showed their tentacles and protruding noses, and their gorgeous clothes were gradually covered with thick hair. In the end, the dancers completely revealed their true colors, but weasels were dancing under the moon.

The applause of the fairies came from around.

"Okay! Appreciation." The ancestor Huang Yun also called out, and then poured out the wine from his glass. Immediately a rain curtain spread on the many moon worship dancers. The field was filled with clouds and mist, and it seemed that the entire venue was lifted up. Everyone seemed to be rushing up the clouds. The surrounding walls were no longer visible. The moon in the sky was getting closer and closer. Everyone seemed to have separated from the ancestor Huang Yun's cave and entered the night sky.

The dancers were still dancing. They were dancing in the clouds, as if they were floating up in the clouds. Then they jumped up in the opposite direction. Before worshiping the moon several times, they began to turn from weasels back to beautiful girls little by little. First, their furry arms turned into human hands, then their legs, feet, waist, and face...

After the ancestor Huang Yun received the gift, the invited people also showed their skills and gave the little fairies a little favor.

The bearded man lit up the wine in his hand, and the liquid in the wine glass instantly solidified into yellow sand, and it looked like gold particles. When it sprinkled into the field, the gold seemed to have become accessories on the dancer's body, and the dancers showed crisp laughter.

None of the other people were left behind and used their means. For a moment, the scene became very lively.

After seeing these people taking action, Fang Shanshui felt something was wrong, as if science students entered the liberal arts examination room, and were a little confused for a moment.

Sure enough, after giving the tip, those people turned back and looked at the master. Even the fairy dancers in the field were in the dance space, and they looked at the master from time to time.
To be continued...