Wuxin Xianzao is only available in Kongsang Xiandao in the entire Western Regions and even in Xiangu. It is one of the best sacred objects to continue the life of monks. It is rare. The fairies who manage Xianzao Forest in Xianzong have all As many as a thousand people, it is enough to see its preciousness.
"Xianzong is really generous."
"The old man's life is about to be exhausted, it's raining in time!"
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During the banquet, the cultivators from all sides expressed their thanks or joyful conversations one after another.
"I hope you will like this little greeting." Nan Dingtian's voice was deep and full of energy.
Sheng Xi heard everyone's admiration, and a happy smile spread on her lips. Obviously, even she herself was very satisfied with the feast she had carefully prepared, and accepted all kinds of admiring eyes around her. Feel comfortable.
Mu Tianyin looked at the one in front of him, looked at Hua Zhongjin, and smiled.
Of course, for Mu Tianyin's situation, she is afraid that she will never worry about not having enough longevity. Now, she is only in her early twenties, and she has already reached the realm of a king with 100,000 years of longevity.
There are still so many years, why can't you break through
Saints, kings, monarchs, ancient emperors, immortal emperors.
Saints live for 100,000 years, kings are 100,000, monarchs are 1 million, ancient emperors are 8 million, immortal emperors are 10 million, immortal emperor realm is the pinnacle that monks can achieve. Immortals are just legends.
But no matter what, Wuxin Immortal Jujube is also a sacred object that prolongs life, one, three thousand years of life!
Of course, the effect of eating one hundred and one is the same, the only difference... that is, you can enjoy the deliciousness of Wuxin Xianzao, after all, it is also a delicious fairy fruit.
Some people carefully treasure it, and some people can't wait to say it. The huge immortal hall is very lively, and the sweet and fragrant smell is lingering and lingering for a long time.
The smile on Shengxi's face was elegant and decent, and he slowly said, "This wine is a fine wine of Yuqiong cultivated by my Xianzong for ten thousand years. A pot can increase the skill for thousands of years. You can taste the first grade."
The eyes of the cultivators of the Immortal Sect of all parties fell on the Bauhinia jade pot on the jade platform one after another, and joy flashed in their eyes, but they were all big figures who had seen the world, no matter how happy they were, they just nodded with a smile.
But at this time, I have to obey, Xianzong is really Xianzong!
Xiao Xingsuo lacked interest. If the old patriarch said that he had just returned to the family and needed to get to know more about the cultivators of Xianmen from all sides, he would not be interested in such a banquet.
Fortunately, he has someone who is interested!
Xiao Xingsuo's gaze has been intentionally or unintentionally stopping at the youth in the green shirt opposite, looking at it lightly.
"Young Master, do you know the monk from Tianqiguan?" Mr. Wu, who was beside Xiao Xingsuo, noticed and asked.
Xiao Xingsuo smiled dumbly and shook his head, "It's not, it's just the feeling he gave me, it's very similar to a friend from before, that's right, Mr. Wu." Now that he opened his mouth, he asked by the way, "I always feel that , This Immortal Sect Sect Master seems to be very friendly to me."
It shouldn't be his delusion, not to mention the previous time, he just said that Nan Dingtian just came in, and he didn't show much enthusiasm to the representative clan elders of the other three major families, or even the head of the family, but he only smiled kindly to him. .
"Of course there is a reason." Wu Laohe caressed his beard and chuckled.
"Oh?" Xiao Xingsuo chuckled lightly.
Old Wu stroked his beard, sighed in disappointment, and said, "Qingman lost his memory, and he hasn't recovered yet. I think you haven't heard your mother mention her best friend."
Xiao Xingsuo nodded. When he was in Middle-earth, his mother always had a completely different personality with those noble ladies. He almost never went out in the Ziyihou Mansion, so he had no friends at all. He really hadn't heard of her.
Wu Lao Yuguang glanced at the superior Nan Dingtian and lowered his voice, "Thousands of years ago, Qing Man and Nan Yinyue, the goddess of Xianzong, that is, the daughter of Nan Zongzhu, were close friends and confidants."
Xiao Xingsuo suddenly burst into laughter, "It turns out that there is such a thing." Then he asked again, "But why don't you see Nan Yinyue?"
Wu Lao was silent for a while before he sighed, his voice was even lower, and said regretfully in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "It was a pity that it disappeared because of a change a thousand years ago."
Because of the occasion, it is inconvenient to say more.
Xiao Xingsuo was silent and nodded thoughtfully.
"As for your kid..." Wu Lao looked at Xiao Xingsuo, "If Nan Dingtian's little granddaughter is still there, you are his grandson-in-law now. Do you think he will treat you differently?"
Xiao Xingsuo coughed violently, choking on his own saliva!
"Sun, grandson-in-law?" Xiao Xingsuo glanced at the top, then looked back quickly, facing Mr. Wu, a handsome and extraordinary face distorted, laughing more ugly than crying, "Mother is really..."
what
She actually ordered a doll for him!
Wu Lao shook his head and smiled, Nan Dingtian looked at the young master more, perhaps because he missed his little grandson too much.
Laughing and smiling, Xiao Xingsuo's smile gradually subsided, and then he recalled what Wu Lao said, that is to say, Nan Yinyue's daughter is no longer there
He sighed lightly, some helpless mother was making fun of his marriage, if he wanted to marry, he must marry someone he liked, for example... Xiao Xingsuo shook his head, and at the same time he was a little disappointed.
Come to think of it, the changes a thousand years ago were not small.
The surrounding liveliness continued, such a feast, all Fang Xianmen gathered together.
Sheng Xi watched everyone's reactions with satisfaction. She naturally noticed the positions of Hua Zhongjin and Mu Tianyin. To be precise, she noticed it when she came in.
And people like Hua Zhongjin, it's hard not to notice him, he stands out among thousands of people and cannot be ignored.
It's just that since she came in until now, the eyes of all the men present have stayed on her for a long time, but this man who caught her attention and had a good impression of him didn't notice him, as if he just swept it lightly when he came in. She just glanced at it.
Sheng Xi, who has always been full of confidence, is inevitably a little lost, but not angry.
And for a moment, she seemed to feel that she seemed to understand why Nan Yinyue was desperate at the beginning, and even the position of the goddess of the Immortal Sect, who was below ten thousand people, could be abandoned.
For such a man...
In a blink of an eye, Sheng Xi suddenly realized that she was distracted at such an important feast. She was a little annoyed at herself for a while, and she averted her eyes without a trace. She belonged to the pride of the goddess of Xianzong, so she would not easily reveal her emotions, only a pair of The beautiful eyes dimly gleamed.
Nankai Daozhou, is it a monk of Tianqiguan
Mu Tianyin saw Sheng Xi's reaction in his eyes, grinned secretly, and poked Hua Zhongjin's leg with her slender fingers, "Hey, that woman seems to really like you, why don't we change it? Pretty man."
Hua Chongjin slowly put down the wine glass, glanced at Mu Tianyin, and said in a low voice, "Nonsense."
To expand: No more nonsense, at your own risk!
Mu Tianyin shrugged and retracted her hand.
"This is an old cow eating tender grass..." Mu Tianyin suddenly remembered that Sheng Xi seemed to be almost three thousand years old.
The Hua Zhongjin wine glass was placed on the jade table in front of him, and it made a soft, crisp sound of "touch", which was not big, and Mu Tianyin didn't pay much attention.
"However, are you a tender grass..." Mu Tianyin suddenly remembered something and expressed extreme suspicion. Thinking of this, she turned her eyes and swept around the man beside her thoughtfully.
How can he reach the monarchy in his twenties, this guy definitely lied about his age!
Hua Zhongjin's face darkened a little, took a deep breath, and when she looked at Mu Tianyin again, a wicked smile appeared in her eyes, "It doesn't matter whether I am tender grass or not, it's fine if you are, I just like to eat it. Why don't you try it now?"
That hoarse low voice was a sign of extreme danger.
Mu Tianyin choked, threw a stone at her foot, and finally stopped.
In fact, Mu Tianyin's outfit is handsome and graceful, and she is not inferior to Hua Zhongjin, but for Shengxi, Mu Tianyin's style is obviously not her thing.
Mu Tianyin was actually idle and had nothing to do.
She occasionally looked at the white-robed old man sitting in the upper position, and her eyes were warm and flowing.
For me, it has only been over twenty years. For my grandfather, she and her mother have been separated for more than a thousand years, and with my grandfather alone, she must be alone.
But now she's back!
Just when Mu Tianyin secretly glanced at Nan Dingtian again, Nan Dingtian happened to look over!
With four eyes facing each other, Mu Tianyin was caught off guard, her clear eyes were like ripples in water, faintly beating with excitement, she really wanted to jump directly into her grandfather's warm arms, just like when she was a child.
Nan Dingtian was also stunned. He was stared at by those pair of watery eyes, and he was reluctant to move away. Those eyes, those eyes... just made people want to see that little guy in his arms, his precious heart. coax.
Just like to his little Tianyin, his cute little grandson.
Nan Ding Tianhua's white beard trembled, and the old face, which had a little smile just now, slowly fell silent, frowning faintly, and looked away with some difficulty, this is not his little Tianyin, his little Tianyin is a thousand years old Gone before!
Mu Family, it's all Mu Family's fault!
And Mu Yi!
Drunk and intoxicated, the sect master of Qingluo Sect got up and nodded slightly towards Nan Dingtian, who was in the upper position, neither humble nor arrogant, and said with a smile, "Sect Master Nan is so polite and hospitable to me, my Qingluo Sect also presents a birthday gift, I wish you a happy birthday. The Southern Sect Master will live forever."
On the birthday banquet, it stands to reason that every immortal sect should offer birthday gifts, but many immortal sects are delivered directly. Only the first-class immortal sects of the four ancient families and the three sects and nine sects are qualified. Present at a banquet.
Or, you are confident that your birthday gift can shine. Obviously, the other immortal sects do not have such strength and confidence. Qingluomen took the lead in offering the birthday gift. Everyone was quite curious and wanted to see what it was. .
"Sect master is polite." Nan Dingtian's tone was calm, and Cang Gu's eyes were calm.
The master of the Qingluo Sect was a middle-aged man with a black beard. He had the strength in the middle stage of the king, and he was strong at the foot of a tiger. The disciples behind him followed him to the center of the hall and presented a brocade box with a simple red pattern.
The cultivators from all sides quieted down one after another and cast their expectant glances.
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