There are thousands of people who come to Xiyue Sect as guests. There are more people from Shenxiao Sect and Qingdao Sect, but they obviously have too many people in the lottery.
Those who didn't get the draw stared jealously, while people like Chen Zejun looked weird.
Gao Zhuang started this matter first, and then half of it came out.
Some of the Qi Zong who didn't draw are waiting for the high strength to be given to them.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yan, Xie Shen and others evened out about one-third to half of the food and filled it in a large wine pot.
Qin Yi was lucky enough to get it. He was thinking about where to drink and get some sleep when he saw this strange operation.
Qiu Miaoyun got a little excited and said: "Drink less to avoid sleeping for too long. Maybe the young sect leader will still want it."
Qin Yi thought for a while and realized something. It was originally obtained for nothing, and as a disciple of a large sect, there was no need to hold on to it. But you have to draw the lottery, otherwise it will go to someone else. Returning to the Young Sect Master has become the consensus of everyone.
No one said anything if they didn't want to split up. Whoever draws it should belong to him.
Ancestor Zhirou was very happy, and these children distributed about twenty portions. One spoonful makes about four servings, and the twenty servings in total are not much. But everyone’s thoughts. Only by supporting each other can we get better and better.
Some people couldn't help but say: "Young Sect Leader can't use so much, right?"
Ancestor Zhirou, put this away, who wants it?
Everyone else drank. Some wake up quickly, although not too soberly. Some seem to want to sleep for a while.
Feng Yujing got a share and shared some with her father. Feng Fei is over four hundred years old, and his talent is not very good, but drinking it will be useful.
This makes many god-transformation monks over 400 years old even more dissatisfied, thinking that the ancestor is partial! Because Xiyue Zong is relatively young.
Xiyue Zong Wanbai is almost three hundred years old now. He is from Wanbao Trading Company.
Many people are sleeping, Wan Bai is busy now. Ling Tianyou was preparing to have a baby there, and Wan Bai took over all the activities of the young sect leader.
Gao Changsheng still has to watch for spring planting, and the fields cannot wait.
Several people stopped Wan Bai and joked: "Are you from Xiyue Sect or Wanbao Trading Company now?"
Wan Bai responded: "Wanbao Trading Company has no objection."
Daozun Yi Zhang responded: "As long as I can help the young sect leader, I can do it too."
Are you stirring up trouble here now? ill. Would Wanbao Trading Company care where Wanbai was?
Some people are envious: "The relationship between Wanbao Trading Company and Xiyue Sect is really good."
Yi Zhangdao Zun responded: "Treat others with sincerity, and you will be really kind."
The bad ones are all dishonest. Do you think Wanbao Trading Company can take advantage of Xiyue Sect? Why are you so full of thoughts of taking advantage? Isn’t it good to help each other? The things grown by the young sect leader must be exchanged for spiritual stones, and Wanbao Trading Company needs supplies. This is mutual benefit.
Some people don't think so. If you want to have a good mutual benefit, if you want to gain more points, you can't be more generous.
Long Panxi staggered out.
Sun Xia supported her.
Ancestor Zhirou looked at the child and smiled. There was still golden light on her body. Ancestor Zhirou suddenly understood: "Are you hungry?"
Long Panxi denied: "No."
Ancestor Zhirou could feel it a little bit and gave the child a wine flask with a smile: "That's all."
Long Panxi blinked.
Ji Wang said: "Gao Zhuang, Chen Zejun and others gave it to you. I drank what everyone in the sect shared."
Long Panxi looked at Gao Zhuang and the others.
Gao Zhuang is doing well now and said with a gentle smile: "If it's not enough, I'll look for it next time."
Chen Zejun is convinced! When it comes to pampering the young sect leader, none can compare to this strong man. Others were just being polite, and the few strong men of the Qi Sect all regarded the young sect master as their treasure. Chen Zejun couldn't express his position any more, so he stopped talking.
Long Panxi said happily: "Thank you very much." She took the wine bottle and drank it all in one gulp.
The golden light on his body was dazzling, and something ran out.
Ancestor Qingyan came over and blocked it casually, preventing others from seeing it. There are many people coming to Xiyue Sect, and some people have very bad intentions. The ancestor didn't kill everyone, so even if they knew one thing about this treasure, they couldn't know two things.
But, the treasure is running around and I want to run out to play.
Ancestor Qingyan had no choice but to hold on to the treasure and discuss it: "If you don't like this master, find someone else."
Bao Bao stopped and didn't understand.
Ancestor Dongxu didn’t come over, but he could see it with his spiritual consciousness. It was so small, it looked like a fish scale in the palm of Ancestor Qingyan’s hand.
But this beautiful appearance cannot be compared to ordinary fish scales.
Ancestor Qingyan couldn't confirm it for a long time: "Is this made from the Dragon God's reverse scale?"
Treasure pride.
Ancestor Qingyan guessed correctly and said in shock: "There won't be any dragon souls, right?"
The treasure jumps up and runs away again! It's a dragon!
Ancestor Qingyan grabbed the dragon scale and said hurriedly: "If someone sees it, they will definitely seize the treasure, and the whole world of cultivation will be bleeding like a river."
There are no dragons in the world of cultivation now, let alone the Dragon God, Ni Lin. It is said that the reverse scales will not be lost until the dragon dies. This is extremely important for dragons. The treasure now made from this must be super powerful. Those monsters and monsters would chase her even if they wanted to prevent the child from possessing these treasures. Not to mention hiding in the sect now, even Mahayana monks often have their treasures robbed when they go out.
Although there are not many Mahayana monks, there are still a lot of them after tens of thousands of years of history. Even Ancestor Qingyan can't catch this thing. You can imagine how many people want to grab it? Qingyan Ancestor didn't grab it, and he couldn't catch it. This was not his chance.
Long Panxi said: "This defense is very strong? Then if I hide in the sect and don't go out, isn't it dispensable?"
Guangfeng Jiyue appeared on her body. She tried to integrate the treasure into Guangfeng Jiyue before, but the treasure didn't like it.
Now, still looking down on the treasure, a golden light dispersed Guangfeng Jiyue.
Long Panxi was almost injured, just emmmmmmm...
The treasure itself can run into Long Panxi's sea of consciousness and make a milky voice: "How can that one compare to me?"
Long Panxi responded: "You are disobedient. The best choice is the one who is suitable."
Treasures are rolling in the sea of consciousness.
Fortunately, Long Panxi's sea of consciousness is very large, quite large. It is not enough for a dragon to roll around, and a scale rolling around has no effect at all.
The treasure rolled around for a while, probably bored, and fell asleep by itself.
Long Panxi and Ancestor signaled that it might be okay.
The treasure has just woken up and is more lively, which is understandable. Just sleep well as usual, just like the Insect King, sleep for a thousand years.
Ancestor Qingyan stopped, he was not too worried about such a powerful treasure, but it should be protected more.
Others are very curious.
A female cultivator hurriedly asked: "What is it?"
Long Panxi took Fantian Seal and smashed it over. One Lianxu was destroyed.
Those who reached out were frightened and quickly took their hands back.
The beautiful Taoist priest laughed and sneered. The young sect master does not need the way of heaven, he is very strong with his own treasures. It’s not uncommon to have treasures, but it’s a skill to be able to use them. Some children hold the treasures of their ancestors and cannot use them. The young sect master obviously used it well.
Ancestor Qingyan smiled. Just put it in the child's Dantian and throw it at your feet. How can it not be used? Some people's brains are difficult to save, and it depends on their lives.
(End of chapter)
