It is a great joy for a sect to be promoted to the sect.
A few days ago, Jun Changxiao planned to throw a big banquet. Now that Ma Yunteng and others are coming to congratulate, let's make it today.
It was rare for the disciples of the Wan Gu Sect not to practice, and they ate and drank heartily.
Drink three rounds.
Su Xiaomo and Li Fei played finger-guessing with blushing faces.
Because I am a beginner who doesn't know the rules, you quarreled with me for a long time, and I didn't drink a bowl of wine.
Li Shangtian was the most straightforward, he didn't play fist and guessing games, he held a jug of wine to see who didn't like who he wanted to drink, and finally fought with Cui Bujian.
"Come on!"
"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"
The two of them put their legs on the chair, rolled up their sleeves, hugged a jar full of wine and poured it up.
The disciples next to him were booing blindly, having fun.
Li Qingyang and Xiao Zuiji were more reserved.
However, every time a junior brother comes to bring wine, he will always come.
During this period of time, the disciples of the Wangu Sect have been concentrating on their cultivation, and it is rare to have a chance to relax, so they tacitly did not use spiritual energy to dissolve the alcohol.
Drinking to celebrate is meaningless if you're always sober.
"Sovereign Monarch."
Watching the group of Wanguzong disciples having fun, Ma Yunteng raised his wine and said with a smile: "Your disciples are very happy."
Jun Changxiao picked up the wine and said with a smile: "This seat is also very happy."
He has always been committed to building a warm family. From the current point of view, there is no intrigue or intrigue among the disciples, so it is undoubtedly a success.
"Little Junior Sister."
Liu Wanshi brought the wine over and said, "You can't drink."
"Senior Sister."
Yao Mengying begged: "I'll just take a sip, okay!"
The little girl has awakened the innate demon body, and the senior brothers and sisters take good care of her as always, and she is like the jewel in the palm of the Wangu sect.
Everyone was having fun, and she wanted to blend in, so she came up with the idea of drinking.
"no."
Liu Wanshi said: "You are still young now."
As he spoke, he picked up the bowl of wine, but before he could move it to his mouth, Li Luoqiu, who was sitting next to him, took it back and said, "You are not very old."
Ever since, Liu Wanshi and Yao Mengying rested their chins on the table, staring at the brothers and sisters who were drinking with envy in their big eyes.
…
"Sovereign Monarch."
Outside the mountain gate, Ma Yunteng, Xie Guangkun and others, who were flushed from drinking, cupped their hands and said, "Farewell."
"Go all the way!" Jun Chang said with a smile.
Everyone walked down the stairs, and no one mentioned the 'Eternal Strongest Sect' written on the card from the beginning to the end.
It's not that I didn't mention it, but when I was drinking, if I thought about it carefully, the arrogance and strength of the sovereign, who regarded himself as the 'strongest sect', seemed to be the most normal.
"The food made by Wan Guzong is really delicious!"
"That's right, a disciple of Sovereign Jun won the championship in the cooking competition."
"By the way, do you feel that Elder Zhen looks familiar?"
"I have this feeling too, as if I've seen it somewhere!"
"I remembered! Twenty years ago, Southwest Yangzhou held a formation competition, and it seemed that he was the guest of honor of the city lord of Wangcheng!"
"Zhen Dejun! He is Zhen Dejun!"
"Oh my god, that's a formation king, how did he become an elder of the Wangu sect!"
The city lords and family lords who came down the mountain were discussing with each other.
…
After the banquet was over, the disciples of the Wan Gu Sect did not go to practice, because Jun Chang Xiao allowed them to take a good rest for a day.
The big guys were still a little unaccustomed to not practicing suddenly, so they all helped one black and two black to clean up the tableware, tables, chairs and benches.
Taking advantage of the strength of the wine, Su Xiaomo called her juniors over, stood on the martial arts arena and started bragging vividly.
Jun Changxiao stood alone on the roof of the hall, and when the breeze blew, he immediately felt comfortable.
There are tens of thousands of disciples, and the sect is of five ranks.
It is undoubtedly a step closer to becoming the strongest sect in the Starfall Continent.
"call!"
Jun Changxiao took a deep breath and said, "This is just the beginning, and the sect still has a long way to go."
…
crunch!
call---
In an inn, the outer door was pushed open, and the cold wind came in like a knife, carrying heavy snow with goose feathers.
Wu Xiu, who was drinking and having fun inside, stopped abruptly, and turned their heads to look outside the door, only to see a woman in white clothes walking in like a fairy.
"Brother, this woman is so beautiful!" A warrior's eyes lit up.
The martial artist called Big Brother hit him on the head, and said in a low voice: "Go out, keep your eyes bright."
"Yes Yes."
The warrior who was beaten hurriedly looked away.
The others turned their heads away one after another, and continued to drink, chat and fart, but occasionally looked over, and couldn't help but marvel in their hearts, there are such beautiful women in this world.
In Xingyun Continent, apart from the occasional dandy disciples from the big families, most of the normal low-level martial artists live very cautiously, instead of daring to flirt with beautiful women.
not to mention.
This is the land of the ice field, and there is only this inn for hundreds of miles around. A woman who dares to come alone must not be an ordinary person.
"This girl."
The shop waiter greeted him with a smile, and said, "Should I be at the top or stay at the shop?"
"Tip."
The woman in white found a seat by the window and sat down, her words were icy cold, colder than the north wind howling outside.
"What would you like to eat, girl?"
"casual."
After all, the shop waiter had seen many customers, so he hurriedly said with a smile: "Please wait a moment."
Since the woman in white sat down, her bright eyes kept looking out of the window. It was a world of ice and snow, and the whole world was only silver-white.
"Have you ever heard that there is an unyielding faction in Southwest Yangzhou!" Someone said with a grin after drinking a bowl of wine.
"It's not just heard, I also know that this sect has now been promoted to the sect."
When the woman in white heard the words, there was a subtle ups and downs between her brows.
"Isn't it? It seems that this Iron-Bone Sect has not been famous for long, so they were promoted to the sect so soon?"
"I heard that it seems to have changed its name, what is it called Wan... yes, yes, it is called Wan Guzong!" someone said.
Wan Guzong
The woman in white frowned slightly, and said to herself, "Is he serious?"
"It's really arrogant for a sect that has just been promoted to the fifth rank to dare to use the name 'Eternal'."
"It's the remote place like Yangzhou in the southwest that makes such a small sect so beautiful. If it were in Luzhou in the northeast of our country, it must have been abused long ago."
The man said and held up the bowl.
call out!
Suddenly, the sword light flashed past.
The martial artist looked dull, because the hand holding the bowl slipped away from his eyes, and then fell on the table.
ah-----
There was a scream.
Many warriors in the inn all looked towards the window seat in horror.
The woman in white put the unsheathed sword on the table lightly, and said: "If you talk nonsense, your head will not be safe."
The simple eight words contained endless chill, which made the backs of everyone present feel shivers!
this woman.
It really is not easy!