Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

At night, Liantai.

Liantai, named after lotus, is the most famous restaurant in Liancheng.

The building is seven stories high and stands in the lotus pond next to the Nanyu Palace. The highest floor is in the shape of a lotus flower, which looks like a proud and unique white lotus on a hectare of blue waves from a distance.

When the sky darkened, the colored lights hanging under the eaves of the lotus platform lit up one by one.

It looks so beautiful from a distance!

In addition to the unique shape, Liantai's Xianshan delicacies are well-known in the southern region, and have been praised by a Nascent Soul Immortal.

It's just that it's not cheap to spend a meal in the lotus platform, and with a spirit stone in his pocket but no background influence, he can't book a box at all, and he isn't even eligible to sit in the lobby.

Although Wang Chen has not been in Liancheng for a long time, he has heard of the name of Liantai.

Tonight, he is here to participate in the fellowship of disciples of the newly promoted Xihai Sect in the Southern Region.

After showing the invitation letter to the waiter at the gate, Wang Chen, led by a beautiful maid, walked into the resplendent lobby of the restaurant, and then took the ladder to the fifth floor.

The ladder to the sky is like a fairyland elevator, which is driven up and down by the magic circle.

The maid brought Wang Chen to a luxurious large box on the fifth floor, and saw four wine tables inside, with forty or fifty monks already sitting, enjoying Ji Nu's song and dance performance.

Fairy music flutters, fragrant mist curls up, an extraordinary feast scene.

Wang Chen swept his consciousness, and suddenly found that except for the maid singer, almost all the monks present were from the Zifu!

And basically very young.

He even saw an immature girl with a double bun on her head who was cultivated on the second floor of the Zifu!

evildoer!

Relying on the immortal cultivation panel, Wang Chen opened up all the way, broke through and opened the house in his early twenties, and the speed of his realm improvement was undoubtedly extremely fast.

But compared with these arrogant people, it's really nothing!

"Master Wang is here."

When entering the box, the maid who led the way reported to everyone.

A pair of scrutinizing eyes instantly focused on Wang Chen's body, making him feel like being pricked by a needle.

Wang Chen bowed calmly and said: "Wang Chen came in after the end of school, and met all the brothers and sisters!"

The name of the New Xihai Sect Disciple Association in the Southern Region has been clearly stated. It is a fellowship for new disciples. He saw that there were many people present on the second and third floors of the Purple Mansion, so he behaved low-key and humble.

"Hahaha!"

At this time, a young man wearing a cloud brocade robe came forward and said with a smile: "You don't need to be polite, Junior Brother Wang, we are all from the same sect."

This man is handsome and handsome, and has a third-level cultivation in the Purple Mansion.

He introduced himself: "Yang Kaifeng of Liancheng, where is the younger brother from?"

Wang Chen is a little strange, the other party can send him a letter from the flying sword, but he doesn't know his origin?

He replied frankly, "I'm from Wancheng."

"Wancheng?"

Yang Kaifeng was stunned for a moment: "Where is Wancheng?"

Wang Chen said calmly, "North of Yulong Mountain."

"Well…"

The smile on Yang Kaifeng's face faded a bit: "That place is far away."

Before he finished speaking, someone laughed.

The place is far away is just Yang Kaifeng's polite way of saying, to put it bluntly, it means a remote place.

None of the monks present were simple, and immediately understood that Wang Chen had no background, and he probably stepped on dog shit to become an inner disciple of Xihaizong.

Yang Kai's Fengcheng mansion is quite deep, and he kept smiling: "Junior brother, please sit here."

Wang Chen felt that his smile was a little fake, and realized that he might have come by mistake tonight.

But it has come, now turn around and leave, it will offend many people.

There is no need.

"Thank you, brother."

Wang Chen sat down at the wine table designated by Yang Kaifeng.

This wine table had the least number of people sitting, counting him, there were only seven people, and everyone kept a certain distance from each other.

The atmosphere during the banquet was far less lively than the other three wine tables!

Wang Chen nodded politely to the monk at the same table, and took the spirit tea that the maid had just poured and slowly tasted it.

He soon discovered that in this box, a wine table is a circle.

The core circle is the table where Yang Kaifeng is sitting, and the ten monks sitting at the same table are all handsome, with temperament and demeanor as if they come from a famous family, with a hint of arrogance on their brows.

And the topics they talked about were also very lofty, Wang Chen couldn't understand some of the nouns they said!

The other two tables had the most people and were basically full. Compared to Yang Kaifeng's side, the level was lower.

And many people looked at Yang Kaifeng and others frequently.

As for Wang Chen's table...

All of them are like ghosts!

Birds of a feather flock together and people divide into groups. It's perfectly normal for such a situation to occur.

Wang Chen reckoned that the people at the same table were similar to him, maybe a little stronger than him, but they were not strong enough, and then he was faintly rejected by the circle centered on Yang Kaifeng.

These monks seemed a bit lonely and out of place. They didn't like to talk, and they didn't communicate much with each other.

In contrast, Yang Kaifeng, the initiator of this banquet for fellow practitioners, was extraordinarily dazzling.

He talks and laughs freely and freely, and has a witty remark from time to time, without neglecting any of his deskmates, he can be called a long-sleeved dancer.

The top social cow monks!

After Wang Chen, five or six monks came one after another.

Before the time came, everyone had arrived.

Yang Kaifeng picked up the wine glass and stood up and said: "My fellow disciples, it's fate to meet each other, let's drink this glass to the brim!"

"Drink wins!"

Everyone raised their glasses together, and the atmosphere in the box reached its peak.

Yang Kaifeng drank it all in one gulp, clapped his hands and said, "Open the table!"

Accompanied by the melodious celestial music, beautiful maids filed in one after another, presenting a series of delicacies with delicious flavors and delicacies, which made people salivate.

Not eating for nothing, Wang Chen picked up the ivory chopsticks and picked up a piece of fish cake spread on ice.

The jade-white fish fillet is as thin as a cicada's wing, it melts in the mouth and is incomparably delicious, and a cold and pure spiritual energy goes straight into the stomach.

Liantai Xianshan really lives up to its reputation!

Wang Chen couldn't help moving his index finger, and immediately started eating.

He is not interested in licking his face and trying to join Yang Kaifeng's circle, but he is very interested in these fairy dishes, and he must taste every delicacy carefully.

It comforted the stomach, and it was worthwhile to run hard tonight.

But what Wang Chen didn't expect was that he huddled in a corner to enjoy himself, and planned to wipe his mouth and leave after a full meal.

It turned out that someone was following him.

"You are Wang Chen?"

An arrogant young monk came to Wang Chen and said with a sneer, "A few days ago, you were the one who played a big role in Lichun Courtyard, right?"

His voice reached everyone's ears clearly, and the lively atmosphere at the scene suddenly stagnated.

The eyes of dozens of monks focused on Wang Chen again!

Surprise, curiosity, disdain, ridicule, pity...

And so on!

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The first one is sent.