At Lingcui Peak and Fusheng Cliff, nearly a thousand disciples in the Qi Refining Stage are sitting in rows on the stone steps cut from the white mountain stone. Their eyes are staring at the dozens of Foundation Establishment Stage monks sitting cross-legged on the cliff, showing expressions of joy and anticipation. look.
Not only was Luo Hong among them, but he was also lucky enough to sit in the front because he had been notified in advance that he would be on stage to receive the reward later.
Good guy, it's like a year-end commendation meeting.
Luo Hong, who felt a little ashamed, complained secretly in his heart.
In fact, this annual prayer meeting is really a year-end commendation meeting in a sense.
Luo Hong was both unfamiliar and familiar with the prayer meeting. He had heard of such sect activities when he was in Yellow Maple Valley.
But at that time, as a monk of the Li family, Li Huayuan was in charge of rewards and punishments, so he was never forced to participate.
"Hey, I hope it's not too boring."
While Luo Hong, who had a profound shadow over the conference, was sighing silently, the woman surnamed Zhou, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of a dozen foundation-building monks, suddenly spoke loudly:
"When the time comes, blessings will bloom."
"The qi turns into mist, and the moon brings blessings!"
A group of disciples sitting on the white rock sang in unison.
After the rather ceremonial opening, the prayer meeting officially began. Dozens of figures in white clothes soared from all directions and converged in the mid-air between the disciples and the Foundation Establishment Steward.
In the ethereal space, fairy music arises, giants are frightened, and fish and dragons dance.
Dozens of beautiful disciples in flowing white clothes danced together. It was really pleasing to the eye, and Luo Hong was caught unconsciously.
The advantage of the Hidden Moon Sect in engaging in such activities is that it is great. Hey, it’s not bad to relax once in a while.
Huh? Isn't the one leading the dance Miss Wang from Gongfa Wood House?
Unexpectedly, Miss Wang is usually so cool and quiet, but she can dance quite well.
After a while, the fairy dance ended, and the woman surnamed Zhou and the several stewards beside her started talking about the scene one by one, which made all the disciples on the white stone platform drowsy.
Maybe this is culture.
After enduring for several hours, the prayer meeting finally reached the last stage, and all the disciples became energetic.
This last process is to commend the disciples who have performed well and made contributions in the past year.
These disciples received various rewards, including magic weapons, elixirs, and of course spiritual stones.
Seeing these good things in the hands of others, all the disciples were envious and jealous. Except for the older disciples, everyone was stimulated.
Luo Hong seemed to be able to see their working souls burning.
Soon, it was Luo Hong's turn to step forward.
After the woman surnamed Zhou handed two jade bottles and a small bag of spiritual stones into Luo Hong's hands, she encouraged her warmly:
"Thank you for your hard work, nephew Luo."
No hard work, no hard work, I just cast a few spells.
Luo Hong was able to win this honor just seven months after starting the business. It was all because of the good cultivation on his land, and the output of Linggu was several thousand kilograms more than in previous years.
"Thank you for your generous gift, senior. I will definitely work harder in the future."
Luo Hong was talking about the scene, but she was thinking in her heart:
At this time, I should be given a banner with the words "Little Farming Expert" written on it.
Not long after returning to their seats, the prayer meeting finally came to an end. A group of disciples set up their aerial weapons and flew around, either in groups or alone.
Luo Hong was also among them. He was not ready to return to Lingtian Garden at this time, but wanted to go to Cuiweitang to buy some elixirs.
Over the past seven months, Luo Hong has been making step-by-step preparations for the birth of a baby, refining the external incarnation and analyzing the Bingxin Jue, both of which are progressing steadily.
He bought the elixir this time to make wine, and he used the eighth-level demon elixir to make wine.
Yes, in the past seven months, Luo Hong took the time to improve the recipe of Biyan Wine.
It was so easy because Luo Hong didn't need to brew the original Biyan wine. He only needed to get the method to purify the demonic energy into spiritual energy and melt it into the wine.
The demonic energy, spiritual energy and demonic energy often mentioned by immortal cultivators are actually essentially the same.
Demonic energy and demonic energy are just different forms of spiritual energy.
Demonic energy is very turbid compared to spiritual energy. If the cultivator directly absorbs it, it will bring many consequences.
But there are many methods for purification. However, when you reach the eighth level of demon elixir, which is the level of Nascent Soul, the available methods are greatly reduced and few people know about it.
It takes a long time to make wine with the eighth-level demon elixir, and Luo Hong plans to start brewing it now.
The main ingredients in the improved wine recipe, Millennium Sea Soul Stone and Purple Gold Coral, are all in Luo Hong's treasure bag, as are most of the auxiliary ingredients. The remaining ten or so elixirs are not uncommon and can be purchased at any time.
Just as the Royal Flying Sword flew up, Luo Hong sensed someone approaching him quickly.
Huang Huaiying? What does she want from me? Do you want to borrow spiritual stones?
The person who came was none other than the female cultivator surnamed Huang who introduced Luo Hong.
"With just a few months of experience, Junior Brother Luo was able to award awards at the prayer meeting. He will definitely have a bright future in the future."
As soon as Huang Huaiying arrived, he smiled and said some kind words.
"Haha, Senior Huang is too polite. I'm just trying my best for the sect."
Luo Hong replied with a smile, waiting for the other party to tell his intention.
Tell me, how much do you want to borrow? I'll agree to it within a hundred yuan.
"After listening to what Senior Sister Zhou said just now, I realized that our Lingcui Peak still needs improvement. We have a lot to do. What do you think, Senior Nephew?"
Huang Huaiying looked Luo Hong up and down and realized that although he looked ordinary, he still had some abilities.
You actually listened! Really progressive!
Luo Hong glanced at Huang Huaiying in surprise and replied sincerely:
"It's a beautiful dance."
"Master Nephew Luo! I'm not joking with you, you have to answer properly, this is a matter of your life!"
Huang Huaiying looked solemn and said reproachfully.
A lifelong event? This is not good!
Luo Hong realized that something was wrong with the situation and probably guessed the reason why the other party was so weird. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and said:
"Senior, if you have anything to say, please just say it."
"Haha, nephew, don't be nervous, that's a good thing!
Hasn’t my nephew always wanted to find a Taoist companion? My sister has been persuaded by me and agreed to meet you.
However, if the nephew wants to win the favor of his sister, he can't just care about the affairs in Lingtian Garden, he must actively participate in the affairs of Lingcuifeng, you know? "
Huang Huaiying looked like he was giving advice to his juniors, leaving Luo Hong speechless for a while.
The other party has not shown up in the past seven months. He thought that what the other party said on the day of joining was a joke, but he didn't expect that he was waiting for him here.
If I had known this, I would have used the Little Rain Cloud Technique twice less.
Luo Hong refused in his heart, but unfortunately his current personality made him only agree happily.
Even so, Luo Hong is not afraid of making the lie come true. He is still somewhat sure that the woman will not like him.
As soon as he and Huang Huaiying agreed on a time and place to meet, Luo Hong heard the sound of a dispute, and the voice of one of the parties was very familiar.
Looking for the reputation, I saw that the female cultivator surnamed Wang who had led the dance earlier was being pestered by a male cultivator with oily hair and a pink face.
Luo Hong didn't take this matter seriously at first, but what was strange was that the male cultivator was only at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, but he dared to smile playfully at the female cultivator named Wang who was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and even had the intention of touching her.
"Hmph! This guy Qi Yeming is pestering Senior Sister Wang again, and Senior Sister Zhou doesn't care!"
Huang Huaiying said very angrily, seeming to be disgusted with the greasy-haired and pink-faced male cultivator.
Another one named Qi!
For no reason, Luo Hong frowned slightly and was a little dissatisfied with this person.
"Senior Wang, why didn't you send him away? Once the aura of a monk in the foundation-building stage is revealed, how can a monk in the Qi-refining stage resist it?"
"Hey, you don't know something, Master Nephew Luo. Qi Yeming is Master Qi's nephew. He possesses the spirit body of Lihuo and has extraordinary qualifications.
Uncle Qi always cared for him in every possible way and loved him very much. He almost regarded him as the successor of his mantle.
And with his current cultivation level and the resources provided by Uncle Qi, it would only be a matter of time before he reaches the foundation building stage.
Most of the foundation-building disciples in the sect did not dare to offend him, let alone Senior Sister Wang, who had a special status. "
Huang Huaiying shook his head and said, secretly cursing that both uncle and nephew were the same.
"Oh? Who is Senior Sister Wang?"
Luo Hong asked curiously. Although he couldn't stand it, he had no intention of taking action.
"Sister Wang is a disciple of Uncle Yu, and she is not an ordinary disciple, she is a direct disciple!"
Speaking of this matter, Huang Huaiying couldn't help showing an envious look and continued to explain:
"Although Master Uncle Yu has many disciples, only Senior Sister Wang Qingqing has been taught her own skills."
I asked why this woman’s temperament is so similar to that of her senior sister. It turns out that it’s because she practices the same technique, so she can’t be considered an outsider.
Hey, this guy named Qi really dares to take action!
Seeing that Qi Yeming suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Wang Qingqing's forearm, Luo Hong felt angry and subconsciously wanted to treat the other party to a shot of An Qingzi.
But after thinking about it, Luo Hong endured it.
Having a baby is the most important thing.
Having said that, since he has this level of identity, Luo Hong can't just ignore it.
Thinking like this, Luo Hong flew over with his sword.
"Master Nephew Luo, what do you want to do!"
Huang Huaiying was stunned when he saw this, wondering if he hadn't made it clear just now. When he came to his senses, it was too late to stop him.
"Qingqing, don't be so cold? My uncle has given me two foundation-building pills. I will go into seclusion later.
When I come out of seclusion, I will be a monk in the foundation-building stage. Then you can propose marriage immediately! "
Qi Yeming was not so presumptuous on weekdays, but after seeing Wang Qingqing's graceful dancing today, a fire seemed to be lit in his heart, and he just wanted to get close to the beauty in front of him.
"Let me go! Qi Yeming, please respect yourself!"
Wang Qingqing did not expect that the other party would be so bold in entangled, so she struggled hard and relied on the strength brought by her cultivation to prevent the other party from further taking advantage.
He took a step back and looked at Qi Ye Mingdao with an angry expression.
At this time, although Wang Qingqing wanted to teach the apprentice in front of her, but when she thought that if she acted impulsively, her master might be forced to agree to Uncle Qi's marriage proposal, she could only grit her teeth and endure it.
"Hey, Qingqing, it was my fault just now. Are you hurt?"
Qi Yeming originally thought that he would be slapped for this, but unexpectedly the other party chose to swallow his anger and immediately took a step closer.
"Ahem, Senior Wang, it's time for us to go to Cuiwei Hall."
Luo Hong suddenly spoke up and invited him with his hands.
