The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　 Liang Yan's reminder to Jin Yuye naturally just smiled. What is his purpose here? Not just to make trouble, but to make a big deal!

　　 But the more before the storm, the more tranquility is needed.

　　 Liang Yan at this moment is like a sharp sword in a sheath, waiting for the amazing moment of the sword.

　　 But it's best not to get involved with Jin Yuye. Liang Yan didn't want to hurt this girl because of himself, so he didn't respond to Jin Yuye.

　　 Everyone at this moment has already climbed to the top of the mountain along the stone ladder, and saw smoke and clouds in full bloom here. There are many unnamed spiritual trees around, which are full of various spiritual fruits.

There is a big tree in the woods that is the most special. It is tens of feet high. The fruit on it is in the shape of a cloud, just like colorful clouds floating in the treetops, which makes people can’t help but tsk. Amazed.

"This fruit tree must have been left by the monk back then!" Liang Yan observed it secretly for a long time, but he still couldn't see how special these fruits were. On the contrary, the fruit tree itself was indeed full of aura, far beyond what he had seen before. Many treasures of the past.

　　 At this time, a hearty voice laughed and said: "Everyone has come from afar, our Zuoqiu family is really brilliant! Come on, please take a seat, and the ‘Baeguo Banquet’ is about to begin!"

　　 The speaker wore a yellow robe, about twenty-seven-eight, and he looked pretty, with a somewhat bookish atmosphere.

Seeing this monk walking out of the woods, everyone bowed their hands and thanked them. Some of them said: "Mr. Pearl is too polite. I waited for this time to borrow the Huangshi Tianshu and taste the spiritual fruit. I was a little nervous. Now, if you say these polite remarks, we will feel a little sorry!"

　　As soon as this statement came out, someone next to him smiled and echoed: "Hahaha! The Taoist friend of the Yulingzong is right, please don't be too polite, Lord Pearl!"

　　 Liang Yan heard a few people talk, only to know that this person is the third son of Huang Shigong Zuo Qiu Cheng: Zuo Qiu Mingzhu.

Zuoqiu Mingzhu’s cultivation base was in the middle of the Ju Yuan realm, and it seemed that there was still a long way to go before breaking through to the next realm. But anyone who knew him knew that this person has only been in cultivation for only a short 120 years, and the future can be. Said it is promising. The fastest computer terminal of the new 81 Chinese website: https://www.@x81zw@@

　　 "A few fellow daoists laughed." Zuo Qiu Mingzhu waved her hand, and then made a "please" gesture, and continued: "The Baiguo Banquet will begin immediately, everyone, please come with me."

　　 He turned around as he said, and when he entered the fruit forest. Many monks also walked into the forest with him while laughing and talking.

　　 I saw that there were hundreds of seats in the forest. The tables were all made of pure wisteria spirit wood. There were a variety of exquisite spirit fruit snacks, as well as fine wines and delicacies.

　　 There are still petals floating in the woods, and the fallen flowers are colorful and beautiful.

　　 Liang Yan randomly found a remote seat, and sat down alone. He looked around and saw that the monks who could be invited to participate in the Baiguo Banquet were almost all cultivation bases above the Juyuan Realm, and all of them accompanied his disciples or family descendants.

　　 Only a few people like him are Miaomiao, who have gotten an invitation with the cultivation base of the foundation period. These people can only go to the banquet alone, so they are all like Liang Yan, looking for a remote place to sit in.

　　 Among the people, there is still a large open space, without any spiritual tree or grass, as if it was specially opened.

At this time, Zuoqiu Mingzhu was already sitting on the main seat, holding up the wine glass to respect everyone, and smilingly said: "The Baiguo Banquet is open. The first treasure I dedicate to all fellow daoists is ours. "Qiyao Tea", a specialty of Huangshi Mountain."

　　 The time he spoke, the retainers of Zuoqiu's family walked into the forest long ago and put the green teapots on everyone's tables.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

"This'Qiyao Tea' is made of the bamboo leaves of'Qiyao Bamboo', combined with dozens of precious materials, and it takes seven years to make a pot. One sip can consolidate the foundation and cultivate the vitality of those who are old. A wounded fellow daoist can have unexpected benefits even more!"

　　 After hearing this, the many monks present all had their eyes bright, especially those monks who had been wounded by the enemy, they couldn't wait to pick up the teapot on the table and take a sip.

　　 "Good tea, really good tea!"

　　 A rough man laughed, and at the same time gave a thumbs up to Zuoqiu Mingzhu.

　　 Zuoqiu Mingzhu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and slapped a palm, and immediately a group of female cultivators walked into the open space and began to dance in front of the crowd.

　　 The monks were sipping tea while admiring the graceful dances of the female sisters. They intertwined with each other and talked and laughed, which was three points more lively than a feast in the world.

　　 After three rounds of wine, Zuoqiu Mingzhu beckoned again, and a group of Zuoqiu's retainers immediately stepped forward and placed the incense burners respectfully at the tables of everyone.

　　 "This second rare treasure is'Golden Cicada Incense'. Someone must know this thing, right?" Zuo Qiu Mingzhu looked around and said slowly.

"Golden cicada incense?" A monk dressed up as a scholar said in surprise: "But is an incense candle made from the spirit pill of'Xuanyu Golden Cicada'? According to legend, this incense only needs to be smelled~www.wuxiaspot.com~. Immediately understand the nature. If you smell a whole stick of incense, and then practice in retreat, within a hundred days, the power of divine consciousness can increase by more than 10%!"

　　 "This is the fragrance, So Xin Zhai's Taoist friends are really knowledgeable!" Zuo Qiu Mingzhu clapped his hands and laughed.

The monk dressed up as a scholar waved his hand and said, "Prince Pearl is utterly praised, but I'm still a little curious. This mysterious feather golden cicada has long been extinct in our land of Nanchui. As far as I know, it has been there for hundreds of years. No'Jin Chanxiang' has appeared, but why are there so many in Zuoqiu's family?"

　　 After listening, Zuoqiu Mingzhu groaned for a while, and finally smiled slightly: "This matter is not secret, just tell everyone."

　　 "In fact, not long ago, our Zuoqiu family made some resource transactions with the monks outside the territory, including this mysterious feather golden cicada. Now, in my Zuoqiu home, there are quite a few such spirit insects."

　　 As soon as he said this, everyone in the audience immediately looked different.

　　 is not to say how attractive this Xuanyu Jinchan is, but what this Zuoqiu Pearl said in and out of the way: there is a connection between the Zuoqiu family and the monks outside the territory!

　　Why can the Zuoqiu family maintain a transcendental status similar to that of the Five Great Sects? It is relying on the powerful monk who came here to enlighten the Tao, if it were not for him, there would be no Huangshigong line.

　　 It's just that thousands of years have passed, and no one knows whether the monk still remembers the vein he left behind in Huangshi Mountain.

　　 And Zuoqiu's words are tantamount to telling others that their Zuoqiu family still maintains contact with monks outside the territory. This is a kind of shock. Even the people of the top five sects don't dare to offend Huangshi Mountain easily.