Although his wife's words seemed extremely sincere, Zhong Yan was still suspicious.
After all, which woman would want to have multiple people competing with her for favor?
Moreover, Jiang Ping is a mortal. If someone with spiritual roots comes to her, not to mention being suppressed, she will feel inferior. This is the current situation of society and an indisputable fact.
If she doesn't mean what she says and caters to her on the surface, Zhong Yan would rather choose the latter than point it out when she has a gap in her heart.
However, in the next few days, the system bonus did not fluctuate after double cultivation. Zhong Yan was sure that his wife still loved him wholeheartedly, and what she said was from the bottom of her heart.
This made him value Jiang Ping even more.
In a blink of an eye, it’s Lantern Festival night.
Qinghu Villa is located thirty miles outside the west gate of Qingyang City. It covers an area of thousands of acres, with mountains and rivers, and pleasant scenery. It belongs to Yang Yanqing, the monk with the highest cultivation level in Qingyang City.
Zhong Yan only learned about this place when he came to Qingyang City this time. It was obviously built in recent years.
"Master Immortal, please come inside!"
Zhong Yan followed the maid to the back garden. There were lanterns towering in the open space, and the lights were as bright as day.
Attics, pavilions, corridors, ponds, rockeries, flower gardens... and small bamboo groves are all there.
Open-air banquets were placed randomly everywhere, and monks in twos and threes were laughing and chatting.
"Excuse me, Immortal Master, there are no rules for gatherings."
"Thank you."
Zhong Yan took a glass of wine from the tray held up by another maid next to him and walked over.
After taking a sip, he lowered his head to look at the wine in the glass. He was quite surprised. It was the same as the spiritual wine he bought in Fangshi. It only cost two small jars for five spiritual stones.
Such a party would cost a lot of money.
According to Li Henian, the monks who participated in the gathering did not need to pay any fees.
"Haoheng!"
Zhong Yan raised his head and finished drinking, walked to the table, picked up the wine bottle and poured another glass.
"Friend Zhong Dao!"
A call came, and Zhong Yan turned his head and raised his glass, "Fellow Daoist Feng!"
The visitor's name was Feng Hai, who was at the fourth level of Qi Lian. He also lived in Wutong Lane. He stepped forward and joked: "Young Daoist Zhong has a beautiful wife who hangs around all day long. You and I live on the same street, and we can't stand still for a few months." We meet, and the result is naturally enviable. Come, lend me flowers to offer to Buddha today, and congratulate fellow Taoist friends for entering the middle stage and taking one step closer to the great path!"
Zhong Yan smiled and clinked his glasses, "Thank you very much. Let's share our encouragement with fellow Taoists."
Among the monks, if there is a breakthrough, they will give false greetings of "one step closer to the great road" when they meet each other, just for good luck and expectations, but in fact they all know that the hundreds of casual cultivators in the entire Qingyang City may not be able to build a foundation.
After drinking several glasses of wine, Zhong Yan asked about the origin of the party and learned that the 'Lantern Festival Party' had been held for many years, bringing together monks in the city to exchange cultivation experiences and connect with each other.
Resources can also be exchanged, but there will be a special trade fair in the middle of June. At that time, casual cultivators from surrounding towns and villages will also come, and more resources can be exchanged.
The organizer was naturally Yang Yanqing, the owner of Qinghu Villa, and several monks participated, including his friend Li Henian.
Feng Hai didn't know much about the details.
After a conversation, the two separated and found their own places.
"Friend Daoist Zhang!"
"Fellow Daoist Li!"
"Fellow Daoist Zhao!"
Zhong Yan said hello, talked and listened to many monks, and quickly got involved and found that the gathering was indeed good.
Even if you come and do nothing, you can learn a lot of information just by walking around.
For example, a fifth-level qi-training monk in the city was intercepted and killed on his way back to the city a few days ago, and died.
Another example is that a casual cultivator in the early stage of Qi refining had a great opportunity to obtain a purple jade black lotus, sold it to Huoyun Pavilion for 80,000 medium-grade spiritual stones, and became an inner disciple of Huoyun Sect.
For another example, there was a qi-refining monk from the Wei Kingdom next door who was about to live for a long time. Because the father was more valuable than the son, the sect where the son belonged was forced to help him successfully build a foundation and extend his lifespan.
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After walking around for more than two hours, Zhong Yan gained a lot.
Communicating with a first-level high-level talisman master solved many of the talisman-making doubts in my mind, which caused the talisman-making experience in the system panel to jump up by five points.
"It's a worthwhile trip!"
Zhong Yan sighed in his heart, pondered a little, walked around again, found a few monks who were in the early stage of Qi refining, and exchanged thirty talismans on the grounds that they were short of money and needed cultivation resources in the middle stage of breakthrough.
Regarding his identity as a Talisman Master, all the monks were surprised, having just found out.
Obviously, Li Henian did not reveal this matter, but he spread the news that he had broken through the fourth level of Qi Refining in order to improve his status among the monks in the city.
Li Henian has a strict mouth and is smooth and sophisticated in his actions. This is one of the reasons why Zhong Yan is willing to have a long-term friendship with him.
Walking to a pavilion, more than ten monks gathered around, talking about the Xiuxian family in Wangcheng.
Zhong Yan stepped forward, thinking he was talking about the Liu family, but after listening carefully, he found out that it was a newly promoted immortal cultivating family, the Fang family, which was made public on the Lantern Festival today.
"I really didn't expect that he got up like this without saying a word!"
"With the support of the Fire Cloud Sect, the Fang family will soar into the sky this time."
"That's it, a second-level spiritual vein, enough for the Foundation Establishment family."
"I think back then, that Fang Huai had a drink with me. Now he has become the ancestor of the family. With the support of the Fire Cloud Sect, there is no suspense about building the foundation. Hey~"
"Who made us lose our fate and not be able to find a spiritual root Taoist companion."
"Even if you find one, it will be difficult to give birth to an heir with spiritual roots."
"..."
Zhong Yan listened quietly, and couldn't help but call out the panel and take a look, a little moved. According to the current trend, even if there is a system, it is quite slim to build a foundation.
Time passed.
Yang Yanqing and his Taoist companions appeared, laughing and chatting with the monks as their hosts.
Even when facing the early stage of Qi refining, he showed no signs of being a strong man and was very kind and enthusiastic.
Zhong Yan was introduced by Li Henian and met the couple once. He originally thought it was because of Li Henian's relationship that he seemed polite.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but look around the venue and make some associations in his mind.
The party didn't end until Chenshi.
Zhong Yan waited until Li Henian left together.
We didn’t talk much on the way.
After returning home from the city and sitting down in the study, the two of them exchanged information and told each other the news they had received.
"Fellow Daoist Yang is so generous. Brother, do you know how many spiritual stones this party will cost?"
"At least this number!"
Li Henian stretched out his hand and gestured, and said in detail: "The Lantern Festival party is a tradition of Qingyang City. It was already there before I came here. It was originally held in the city, and the participating monks had to pay the admission fee of three low-grade spiritual stones. .
Three years ago, Yang Yanqing built the Qinghu Garden, and the party was moved there. The admission fee was waived. He contributed the bulk, and fellow Taoist Bai and I contributed a small portion. Including the handling fees of the mid-year trade fair, it was a bit small. Earn, but this year, he took care of it all. "
As he said that, Li Henian showed a meaningful smile, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Brother Xian, let's see if you can taste anything special during this trip."
Zhong Yan's eyes flashed, confirming the suspicion in his heart, and he asked suspiciously: "Create a family? Have you found the spiritual vein? Or rely on someone else? The Yang family doesn't seem to have this background, right?"
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