The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river.

Yunlan Sect.

The secret room in the back mountain.

Leng Bingqing said indifferently to a middle-aged woman in green who was kneeling in front of her and was at the peak of late-stage foundation building cultivation:

"What are you doing here? Don't you go to Senior Brother Chiyang and the others if you have any problems?"

"Reporting to Supreme Elder Qi, something happened!" The middle-aged woman's face was full of shock and fear, "In the sect hall, the soul cards of Supreme Elder Chiyang and Supreme Elder Feng were shattered!!! "

To her surprise, the cold eyebrows frowned slightly, and a hint of surprise could be seen on his face, but no sadness was revealed.

"How is my master doing?"

"Elder Huo's soul card is safe and sound, but she, Chen Qinan, Zhao Buqun and other three elders haven't come back yet!" The middle-aged woman had a look of worry on her face.

Hearing that Huo Xiaoyan was fine, Leng Bingqing returned to her indifferent expression and said indifferently:

"As long as nothing happens, they will come back after handling the matter. I want to take charge of the Yunlan Sect, so please step back."

The middle-aged woman opened her mouth to speak, but when she saw that Leng Bingqing had closed her eyes, she had no choice but to bow and retreat.

After a long time, as her long eyelashes trembled slightly, Leng Bingqing opened her bright and clear eyes, with a hint of joy and a hint of worry in her eyes.

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Xuan Tianzong.

Gan Weiwei Cave.

The flames were rising, the aroma of wine was fragrant, and there was a lot of bustle and bustle.

A long string of grills was set up on the ground, and the flesh and blood of dozens of monsters and beasts were strung on the iron frame, completely wrapped in the cheerful flames below, dripping grease.

As the grease dripped, the ironwood fire below made a "chi" sound from time to time, and the air was filled with the rich aroma of meat.

Xiaoyun was busy running around in this long string of grills. She was already sweating profusely, flipping the grills constantly, brushing different meats with grease, honey, fine salt, wolfberry, etc. Growing condiments and meeting the various demands of many female master uncles was a hectic mess.

However, her face was full of smiles, and she could finally do something for her master.

Zhan Nianchuan, who used to be the busiest in the past, is much more leisurely now. He has got rid of his role as a barbecue all-rounder. He is now only slightly focused on the big soup pot in front of him.

This pot is two feet wide and one foot high. The spiritual spring water in the pot has already boiled. Tens of thousands of kilograms of monster meat have been thrown into the pot. With the boiling water flowing up and down, there are tens of thousands of kilograms of various kinds of meat in the pot. Spiritual plants, among which there are many treasures.

In front of everyone, dozens of spiritual fruits of various flavors were placed, all of them plump and attractive, exuding a fresh fruity aroma.

There are also pots of aged wine. The amber wine is rich and intoxicating, and the big wine glasses have been filled.

Gan Weiwei, who loved drinking, and Tu Xingbao, who had transformed into a human form, were completely attracted by the wine and wanted to drink three glasses in a row. However, they could only use their eyes to keep pointing to the man who was sitting next to the huge soup pot and chatting with Tong Dachuan. .

In the corner, Chen Qinan, Zhao Buqun and Huo Xiaoyan looked at this scene with incredible looks in their eyes.

A powerful man in the Dan Formation Realm actually needs the permission of a Qi Condensation Realm monk before he can drink to his heart's content. This simply exceeds their wildest imagination.

It's incredible.

This is like a giant elephant bowing its head to an ant, it's incredible to the extreme.

And that was not the only thing that shocked them. Apart from the wide variety of monster flesh and blood at the banquet, there was nothing unusual about it, but the amount of this elixir was astonishingly large, thousands of them, and in their perception , at least hundreds of third-level elixirs were thrown into this soup pot!

This also makes this pot of soup comparable to the treasure of flesh and blood. Just one sip can replenish a lot of essence, energy, and blood.

And these spiritual fruits are not simple either. Not only are they of high grade, they are also extremely delicious. Also, this wine is rich and viscous, and contains amazing spiritual power and nourishing items. It is definitely not something ordinary people can afford to drink.

This is just a small low-level sect. Where do they get so many resources?

The three of them were filled with emotion and looked at the six Core Formation Realm monks and a Condensation Realm monster in front of them with complicated eyes.

Who would have thought that such a small, low-grade sect could have such terrifying strength, and that it was developing and growing right under the eyes of the Yunlan Sect, and they didn't even notice it at all!

No one would have thought that the driving force behind all this was actually such a young monk at the seventh level of Qi Condensation!

Feeling the complicated looks of the three people, Zhan Nianchuan smiled slightly and walked over slowly holding a wine glass.

The originally noisy and cheerful scene suddenly changed. Everyone stopped all activities and waited quietly for Zhan Nianchuan to speak.

The place became extremely quiet for a while, with only the occasional crackling and popping sounds of burning ironwood and the sizzling sound of dripping grease clearly audible.

At this moment, Zhan Nianchuan is the only protagonist and the only light in the scene.

No matter how many powerful monks or beautiful beauties there are in the field, he is the only master.

"Brothers and sisters, the cup is full! Drink to win!"

Zhan Nianchuan held his wine glass high, a string of crystal water drops sprinkled from the rim of the glass, and roared loudly.

"Drink victory!"

All the monks of Xuantian Sect stood up and raised their glasses, shouting equally loudly:

"Drink victory!"

With Zhan Nianchuan's words, the banquet officially started, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively. Everyone drank to their heart's content, tearing and biting Xiaoyun's grilled meat skewers, commenting on the difference compared with Zhan Nianchuan's barbecued meat skewers. Thinking about the bright future of Xuantian Sect...

After Zhan Nianchuan and Tong Dachuan had a few drinks, they just stared at Tong Xi's beautiful face under the firelight for a few times, and then Tong Dachuan kicked him away.

"This bad old man is really annoying!"

After muttering a few words in his heart, Zhan Nianchuan drank another drink with everyone. He felt that his whole body was steaming and his head was a little dizzy.

This wine is Zhuang Wuneng's treasure. It is so powerful that even monks in the Dan Formation realm cannot drink too much. If it weren't for Zhan Nianchuan's physique being far superior to ordinary people, he would have been lying on the ground at this moment.

But Zhan Nianchuan still remembered what he wanted to do. He patted Gan Weiwei's arm and led her to the quietest corner of the room.

Seeing Gan Weiwei and Zhan Nianchuan coming to them, Huo Xiaoyan and the other three looked at each other and had to stand up and salute:

"Sect master, um, fellow Taoist."

You are still dissatisfied with me, a Qi Condensation Realm monk. Well, this is normal. After all, I am a high-ranking Golden Core Realm monk. He always feels that he can slap me to death. Zhan Nianchuan thought to himself, without showing any strange expression on his face. , just said lightly:

"Three elders, please take a seat."

After the five of them had a drink together, Zhan Nianchuan's face turned red, but his eyes became brighter. He divided a large skewer of meat among the four of them, and he also took a big bite of the meat skewer Xiaoyun handed him and put it in his mouth. Keep chewing:

"I know that the three fellow Taoists still have Yunlan Sect in their hearts, and they came to this banquet just because of the situation, right?"

The expressions of the three people who were drinking and eating meat suddenly froze. Chen Qinan and Zhao Buqun immediately lowered their heads to eat meat and avoided answering. Only Huo Xiaoyan looked directly at Zhan Nianchuan and admitted frankly:

"Yes, I am a member of the Yunlan Sect, but now that you have placed a soul restriction on me, I have no choice. I can serve you, but it is absolutely impossible for me to lead you into the sect and kill my Yunlan Sect disciples! "

There was silence.