Cross the Hongqiao and come to Wotian Cave.
The cave is extremely vast, several times larger than Woqing Cave, and the buildings in it are also majestic. There are pavilions and pavilions, and thousands of buildings. There are rainbow bridges and flying eaves between the houses.
After entering the cave door, Yan Lie's apprentice came to greet him: "The banquet will be held in Yufeng Pavilion, Master, please."
Among the three caves, Yujian was not allowed to fly, only on foot, so even if Mo Tianliao couldn't fly now, he wouldn't be ashamed, and walked leisurely towards Yufeng Pavilion in the east.
Yufeng Pavilion is a roofless flower pavilion, very spacious. Now there are many long tables with short legs, and many people have taken their seats. There is a slightly higher stone platform in the upper position, which should be the seat of Yan Lie.
Yan Lie was the eldest disciple of the Sect Master Tianlang, and he had the highest status among the disciples of the generation.
Originally, the elders were still alive, and the birthday was not a big deal, but he couldn't bear Yan Lie's popularity. Several brothers and sisters were clamoring to hold a banquet for him. In addition, he had just successfully advanced to the Nascent Soul recently. The Sect Master was also very happy and approved this. banquet.
"Uncle Shi's position is first in the east." The disciple who led the way pointed to Mo Tianliao's first sapphire table.
Mo Tian nodded and walked towards the table.
The silver stripes on the black silk clothes are a little dazzling in the sun. If you look closely, the figure in black seems to swallow all the light, with an indescribable sense of oppression.
The moment he walked in, the originally lively hall suddenly became quiet.
Mo Tianliao ignored everyone's reaction, walked straight to his seat, lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat cross-legged.
The direct disciples of Master Xuanji haven't come yet. The generation of disciples sitting here at the moment are all from the sect master's sect. All of them are calm and calm, and they all nod their heads when they see Mo Tianliao.
The hall resumed its liveliness again, and the second-generation disciples sitting at the back began to whisper.
"It turned out to be him!"
"Who is that, with such a strong aura?"
"Don't you know? The direct disciple that Qingtong Master just accepted is said to be because he is too good-looking."
Mo Tianliao picked up the jade pot in front of him, poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, the mouth was sweet, the aura was strong, good wine!
Su Wen silently sat on the table behind Mo Tianliao and introduced him to these generation of disciples in a low voice.
There are a total of five direct disciples under the sect master's sect. Except for Yan Lie, two of them were present today. The one dressed in purple with a baby face is the second apprentice Zi Mo; the one dressed in white with a resolute face, sitting quietly drinking is the third apprentice Bai Luo.
"Senior Uncle Mo Xiong, who ranked fourth, went out to practice with my master. As for Uncle Langzi, who ranked fifth, he was still young, so he never participated in this kind of banquet." Su Wen whispered.
Mo Tianliao nodded slightly and looked at the two people sitting beside him.
This Yan Lie is very good at being a man, and put his position in the front, while his two junior brothers sat next to show respect for Woqing Cave. The row on the opposite side was obviously reserved for the disciples of Master Xuanji.
Zi Mo was sitting next to him, looking very active, seeing him looking over, he couldn't help but talk to him: "My name is Zi Mo, the second disciple of the real Tianlang, you can call me Senior Brother Zi Mo or Senior Brother Zi, I don't know what the apprentice is called?"
"Senior brother is polite, younger brother Mo Tianliao." Mo Tianliao replied gently.
"Then I'll call you Junior Brother Mo in the future!" Zi Mo looked very happy, "It's so good, don't imitate your senior brother, it's always fierce."
Mo Tianliao smiled slightly and did not answer.
Zi Mo stabbed the third junior brother beside him with his elbow: "Xiao Bai, come say hello to the junior brother!"
"I've seen Senior Brother Bai!" Mo Tianliao raised his hand and gave a casual salute.
Bai Luo put down the wine glass, looked over slowly, paused for a moment, then raised his hand and said, "Bai Luo, I have seen Junior Brother." He clearly looks like a chivalrous man, but his voice is weak, and Mo Tianliao can't help but be stunned. a bit.
"Come on, I didn't say anything in the hall last time, today is the first time we met, let's have a drink!" Zi Mo smiled and added a glass of wine to Mo Tianliao, and Mo Tianliao also raised his hand to add wine to the two brothers. The three of them had a toast, and the atmosphere suddenly became familiar.
Of course, Zi Mo started chattering towards Mo Tianliao, Bai Luo still quietly poured himself a drink, but occasionally turned his head to look at them and listened to what they were saying.
As he was speaking, there was a commotion outside, and the disciples of Master Xuanji came in a mighty manner.
Xuanji Zhenren had the most disciples, a dozen or so, but there were actually only three direct disciples, and the rest were ordinary disciples.
Among the three cave masters, Xuanji likes to accept apprentices the most, but his temperament is uncertain, so he often accepts it happily, and he doesn't like it after two days, so he is considered an ordinary apprentice.
A group of people came, headed by a man dressed in colorful clothes. The man had a handsome face and a slender figure. He was wearing a dark green robe, covered with a crimson gauze, and tied a bright yellow belt around his waist.
"Yo, Hua Qing, why don't you wear your Bai Die dress today?" Zi Mo shouted loudly when she saw the person coming.
The man who was originally too calm suddenly stumbled and gritted his teeth: "Shut up! Who said it was a big skirt!"
"Where are Senior Brother Yuan and Junior Brother Yu?" Zi Mo turned around to introduce to Mo Tianliao. The person who came was the second disciple of Master Xuanji. His name was Hua Qing. He liked to be dressed in fancy clothes. points, you can ignore it.
"Senior Brother Yuan retreated, Junior Brother Yu went out with Master," Hua Qing glared at Zi Mo and sat down to the first place on the right. The two tables behind were also empty, neither Bai Luo nor Zi Mo was willing to go over. Sitting with him, Hua Qing reached out and grabbed the youngest boy, "Junior Brother Cheng, come and sit here."
Mo Tianliao raised his eyes, that person was the Tianlinggen disciple whom Xuanji Zhenren had just accepted, called Cheng Xi, who had not yet been named.
Cheng Xi gave way and sat down.
Mo Tianliao lowered his eyes, touched Zi Mo, and slowly drank it. This young man was obviously a little proud. He asked him to sit on the toilet, as if he felt it was right, but he didn't know the jealousy and ridicule in the eyes of the senior brothers behind him. , almost poked him through.
"Hahaha, I made you wait for a long time," a clear and clear voice came from not far away, and soon, a red-clothed fiery, with an aura that just advanced Nascent Soul could not restrain himself, he walked quickly. He took the throne and said with a smile, "Today Yanlie's birthday, thanks to all the brothers and sisters who will not give up, come to support, Yanlie is very grateful, do it first as a respect!"
As he spoke, he picked up the cup in front of him and drank it.
It is easy to win goodwill in a straightforward manner, and everyone congratulates and raises their glasses.
Mo Tianliao raised his eyes and looked at Yan Lie. This man has a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, and when he raised his eyes, he smiled three-pointedly.
"Today is when our brothers get together to have a glass of wine. Practice is boring on weekdays. It's rare to relax once, and if you don't get drunk, you won't go home!"
Mo Tianliao looked at the dishes in front of him. Even if the immortals are fast, they can eat and try new things. They are not restricted to meat and vegetables, but decent people usually only drink some spirit wine and eat some spirits at most in order to appear immortal. Fruit, it is rare to have a steaming dish like this.
"This chicken drumstick is delicious, Xiaobai, you can eat one too!" Zi Mo, holding the drumstick in his mouth, leaned over and said to Bailuo with a smile.
Bai Luo turned his head, glared at him coldly, and put a plate of chicken legs in front of Mo Tianliao.
"Hey, if you don't eat it for me, why would you give it to him!" Zi Mo immediately gave up and reached out to grab it.
Mo Tianliao picked up the plate: "This is given to me by Senior Brother Bai."
Zi Mo's eyes widened: "Good boy, you..."
The teenager Cheng Xi on the opposite side saw this scene and pursed his lips and said, "It is the rules of the house to respect seniors. How can junior brother Mo steal something from senior brother?" That guy with double spiritual roots who got started with just one face, was able to directly become a direct disciple of the real Qingtong, and he was so indistinguishable from the disciples of the sect master...
The lively atmosphere was stagnant, and Hua Qing rolled her eyes. This junior brother is too blind, didn't you see that they were joking? What's more, people are direct disciples, and your name has not yet been determined.
Yan Lie stepped down at the right time, breaking the momentary embarrassment: "Senior brother Mo is very happy to be able to come. Come, let's have a drink. If there is any difficulty in the sect in the future, just tell my brother."
Mo Tianliao stood up: "Xie Senior Brother, respect Senior Brother for my brother."
After drinking, Mo Tianliao motioned to Su Wen to bring out the gifts from Woqing Cave, some spirit stones and immortal grass: "This is the mind of the disciple in the cave, congratulations on the birthday of Senior Brother."
Yan Lie took it with a smile and handed it to his apprentice Chifeng behind him.
"My teacher is in retreat, I can't come here. I will send a gift to my younger brother on behalf of the teacher. Senior Brother He advanced to Nascent Soul." Mo Tianliao took out a delicate box and handed it over. The lid of the box was open, and inside the box was a fist. The size, the exquisitely carved, the big bell!
Yan Lie looked at the big bell, and the corner of his mouth twitched indistinctly. He closed it immediately, held it in his hand, and bowed to the east to salute: "Disciple, thank you, Master Shushu."
Hua Qing also took out his master's congratulatory gift at the right time. It was a long box, held by the young Cheng Xi, and the lid of the box was tightly closed.
Cheng Xi saw that Mo Tianliao's box was open, and the treasure inside was shining brightly. It was obviously a rare spiritual treasure. Thinking of saving face for his master, he opened the box on his own accord before handing it to Yan Lie.
Mo Tianliao raised his eyes and saw what was inside. It was a delicate, long hemp rope! That's right, it is a hemp rope. From the perspective of a master craftsman, it is indeed a plate that is not even a magic weapon, authentic, hemp rope...
Hua Qing quickly closed the box, glared at Cheng Xi, and handed it to Yan Lie with a smile.
Yan Lie didn't seem to see what was inside, he respectfully took it, and thanked the West.
The banquet ended successfully in this seemingly warm and friendly atmosphere.
Mo Tianliao returned to Woqing Cave and went to see the master first.
"The sect master has just come and is meeting with the cave master." The maid stopped him expressionlessly.
"So, I'll come back later." Mo Tianliao turned around and went back to his small courtyard. His cat was gone again. There was only a sheet full of hooks and holes, lying on the bed alone.
Mo Tianliao frowned, turned around and went out to look for it. Thinking about the place where the hairball often haunts, he lifted his foot and walked towards the back mountain.
The author has something to say: Change BUG
small theater:
Disciple A: That hemp rope is definitely a treasure
Disciple B: Yes, you can see that the five-mile-long suspension bridge can stand up to the woodwork: Xuanji brand hemp rope, quality assurance, no deception