Pei Xihe was in a good mood. He saw Liuliuba's worried look before, but now he found it even more pleasing to the eye.
If he were not an immortal puppet controlled by Da Qian, it would be nice to have him by his side, and it would bring a lot of convenience to his practice.
At this moment, Liuliuba naturally didn't know what Pei Xihe was thinking and was talking to her.
"Since Master is not going to the Xianque Tower, he can go to the 'Taihuang Mountain'. Disciples can receive the training resources given by the Imperial Academy once every hundred years. I just received the notification yesterday, and all bachelors can go and receive it."
"Disciples' incomes are different according to the three categories. The master is a 'human' and can withdraw one hundred thousand immortal crystals every hundred years, plus third-grade spiritual objects, talismans, array disks, or pills, but there is a fixed amount."
"You can also exchange it for a magical weapon of equal value. If you don't want to withdraw it, you can save it for later."
The divine objects are extremely precious, and even acquired divine objects cannot be easily grasped by heavenly immortal cultivators. Therefore, only the "Celestial" type of bachelor is qualified to break into the fifth level of the Immortal Tower and gain recognition of the divine objects hidden in it.
Pei Xihe has no shortage of resources, but it is really strange that he is an ascended monk but shows that he regards the fairy crystal as dirt.
What's more, even if she is not very greedy for fairy crystals and spiritual objects, since it is given for free, doesn't it smell good?
"Then let's go to Taihuang Mountain after the banquet."
As soon as she made the decision, Liuliu8 naturally agreed without any objection. With a flash of light in her little pupils, she sent a message to Taihuang Mountain to tell them to make preparations in advance so that there would be no mistakes.
…
Du Yeqing stood up from her cross-legged meditation. The heavy ghost-faced armor dissipated into spiritual light, falling on the inside of her wrist, and then revealed her rather petite figure.
She had a delicate face and an indifferent expression. She stretched out her right hand to touch the back of her neck, feeling the slight protrusion.
After the power of his thoughts dissipated, he saw that the ink lines on his white jade skin were extremely obvious, and some deep blue-purple floating around could be vaguely seen.
The lines are connected to form a cicada with thin wings, as if it were alive.
"Reincarnated Cicada?"
Du Yeqing murmured in a low voice, his eyes unclear, but he sneered suddenly, but there seemed to be sword shadows fighting in front of him again, and the screams and screams were heard endlessly, and they were forcibly suppressed.
Then she took back her right hand and said to the little puppet beside her.
"Five five five, point out the direction of 'Kuang Heng Peak'."
The little fairy puppet shot out a ray of white light from his eyes, pouring into his eyebrows to show his direction.
Du Yepan suddenly pointed his finger at the center of the immortal puppet's eyebrows, and immediately he could see the spiritual light dissipating, the transformed facial features disappearing, and a tiny circular array disk was revealed at the position of the mud ball between the eyebrows. Most of the original gold and silver array patterns were already there. Covered in faint blue.
She looked at the direction of the formation and said, "It's really good."
Then Du Yeqing stretched out his hand and brushed the formation pattern, mana surged, and Youlan accelerated the erosion speed, and a little radiance spread to the puppet's limbs.
Puppet is related to the instrument, and its spiritual intelligence is similar to that of the instrument spirit that the divine object can breed, but it is far different.
By clarifying the context and correcting the flow of formation patterns, the first order left by the Daqian Dynasty can be changed.
Du Yeqing waved his hand, and the villain's facial features reappeared, and no one else could see anything strange. She closed her eyes and brushed away the distracting thoughts in her mind, then opened her eyes and went to where Kuang Hengfeng was.
Since she agreed to He Ruofeng, she would not break the promise.
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The immortal peaks and mountains in this 'Glass Dragon Pearl' are naturally not only places for cultivation and teaching, and cave dwellings, but also secret cultivation places opened up, such as 'Gravity Body Refining', 'Tian Melting Magma', etc.
Kuang Hengfeng is a square city with high-rise pavilions for the bachelors to relax and relax.
At this peak, in the Qingyue Tower.
The zither is played vigorously and loudly, and the new sound is wonderful and enchanting.
In the third floor, there are attendants playing wonderful music, the sound of silk and bamboo is clear and calming, a long white jade table is placed horizontally, with gold and silver plates and dishes containing spiritual meals on it, pale white mist rises, spiritual light escapes, and the eyes are dazzling.
With Du Yeqing's arrival, the banquet was complete.
Yan Wujin smiled, no longer as arrogant and wanton as before, but full of the magnanimity that a member of the royal family should have.
"Thank you for your compliments. It is fate that you and I are both bachelors of Taixue this time, and we are the same generation entering the palace. I will have a drink first."
The glass bell is rich in amber, and the wine in the small trough is pearl red.
He picked up the wine bottle, filled it with mellow and strong liquor, and drank it all in one gulp.
The other five people couldn't help but express their feelings. They all picked up the wine bottles in front of them and offered a toast.
Pei Xihe didn't feel choked after drinking the strong wine brewed with the elixir. She used her magic power to dispel the drunkenness, but instead, a strong spiritual energy poured into her lungs, bringing waves of warmth.
She didn't show any emotion on her face, but she was bored in her heart.
Pei Xihe understood that the purpose of this banquet was nothing more than a means to win over. If she hadn't thought about the scar on Cui Shantan's face, she would have pushed it away.
But it doesn't matter, let your words be sharp and thorny, just respond with a bastard punch at will, you say something from the east and I say something from the west, vagueness and confusion are the correct answers.
What's more, such a feast must have consumed a lot of immortal crystals, so how could Yan Wujin have the nerve to ask Yan Wujin for wasting all his efforts?
Although Pei Xihe didn't feast as much as he wanted, he ate and drank freely without showing any restraint. He answered all questions without hesitation, and Yan Wujin didn't lose face.
Among the other five, Du Yeqing seemed silent, while the other four were talking back and forth.
But suddenly, the real sun fire in Pei Xihe's body jumped, and she seemed to be feeling something. She became slightly excited, and there was a hint of aura about to leak, but she suppressed it in time.
She held the bamboo chopsticks in her hand without stopping, but her golden eyes quietly glanced at Du Yeqing.
It was this woman who caused the abnormal movement of the true fire of the sun. Why is this? Pei Xihe's heart was racing, and he had many speculations, but he didn't show anything unusual.
By the time the banquet was in progress, the conversation between them had brought them closer together.
Pei Xihe asked as if unintentionally: "I'm a little curious. I don't know what the special meaning of the scar on Cui Taoist friend's face is. Why don't you cast a spell to remove it?"
Celestial cultivators are transformed under the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation, and their bodies are filled with majestic vitality. Just like the stream of physical cultivation refining flesh and blood, they can recreate their physical bodies with just a drop of blood.
For Cui Shantan, regeneration of a broken arm is just a thought, not to mention the scars on his face?
Cui Shantan suddenly fell silent when she asked her question, put down the wine bottle in his hand and said.
"This is a warning I leave to myself."
He immediately fell silent and didn't say much.
On the contrary, Yan Wujin clicked his tongue. In the past, under Yan Mingchen's supervision, although he loved wine, he rarely drank a glass.
Now after drinking six or seven pots of strong wine, without using his magic power, he was already drunk, his face was thin and red, he spoke without any scruples, and the initial measured advance and retreat had disappeared without a trace.
"Tch, it's pretentious. Isn't it just that you were practicing the way of dominating swords before? After seeing the clever moves of your predecessors, you wanted to imitate them, but you couldn't understand the charm of them and it backfired on yourself. What's the point? If you choose the wrong path, change it again. Now your swordsmanship has changed greatly, isn’t it great?”
senior? Which senior? Pei Xihe was just thinking when he heard Cui Shantan ask with confusion, "How did you know that?"
Yan Wujin's eyes narrowed slightly. Although he felt that he had forgotten something important after drinking, he subconsciously answered.
"Of course he is my king..."
"I'm the one who informed you. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist Cui."
The woman, wearing a bright yellow palace skirt, walked in casually, with a scorching grace and aura as powerful as a flying luan, and she was sincerely apologizing to Cui Shantan.
Yan Mingchen glanced at Yan Wujin, sending chills down her back, but she had already thought about how to deal with it in the future.
He couldn't help but click his tongue in his heart, his brother had indeed been beaten less when he was a child.
Yan Wujin (before drinking): I want to help my sister well.
Yan Wujin (after drinking): What am I going to do? Forget it, say whatever you want, your highness, keep going forward.
Yan Mingchen: Sister, I will definitely give you a complete childhood.
