That is to say, from that time on, Chen Hao completely became Ling Ming's supporter and fanatically worshiped this senior brother.
According to Chen Hao, Ling Ming, the leader of the Jinding Sect, should have a cold temperament.
But until now, the chill in Li Qingfeng's heart has not dissipated. This cannot be his illusion, it can only be caused by Ling Ming.
Li Qingfeng's eyes flashed and he decided to keep a low profile in the future and avoid letting his name appear in Ling Ming's eyes.
He originally had the idea to rely on Ling Ming's branch and use their strength to develop his own family - after all, they were the most powerful branch in the Jinding Sect. But now that someone like Ling Ming appeared who he couldn't see through, Li Qingfeng decided to stay away from him for now.
He looked away and started talking quietly with Li Qingdong.
"how do you feel?"
"This place is really big." Li Qingdong stuffed dried fruits into his mouth and looked around: "It's really grand, but there are too many people. I still like our place."
This is natural. Li Qingdong is not an extrovert. At the beginning, he didn't even talk much when facing everyone in the Li family. It was only after getting along for a long time that he gradually started talking more. Now that Wen Xiuxiang is here, he talks more than at the beginning. I don’t know how much.
After hearing what he said, Li Qingfeng chuckled, said "yes", and raised his tea cup to take a sip.
While stuffing the dried fruits into his mouth, Li Qingdong said vaguely: "These taste good too. Can we take some back and give them a taste?"
Of course this is not possible. Li Qingfeng gave him a funny look. He thought that he was serious and was thinking about a few things in his family. However, these things were not precious. Even if his Li family was not rich, there was no need to be so petty. .
"No." He ended directly: "If you like it, go to the market to buy some after it's over. Remember to ask Miss Wen to come with you, she will be happier."
"Okay." Li Qingdong stuffed another mouthful into his mouth and said vaguely, "Let's talk about it later."
Li Qingfeng secretly sneered, what have you two become? You are still making these gestures in front of me, but you didn't expose him. He just took a sip of tea and asked: "Then what do you think of Senior Ling?"
Li Qingdong was stunned for a moment and turned his head to the high platform, where a new Qi-training monk was meeting Ling Ming.
He thought for a while and said, "I was very nervous at first, but the man on the stage was very gentle and smiled at me." Li Qingdong thought for a moment and said, "I think he is nice."
After saying that, Li Qingdong asked again: "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Li Qingfeng waved his hand and slowly sipped the spirit tea. There were more people around them, and there were some things that were difficult to say here.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Li Qingdong didn't ask any more questions, kept it in mind and continued to eat fruits.
Representatives of small forces and casual cultivators who were not affiliated with Jinding Sect were led to various places in the ceiling and sat down. It was almost Chen time now, when the sun was rising in the east, and the temperature was gradually rising. But this was the first wave, and it was still early to end. The monks who had been led to the ceiling were not in a hurry. They were eating snacks and chatting in low voices. Li Qingfeng also casually chatted with a casual monk. When killing time.
"Andeshan Xionghumen, Niu is happy..."
The roll call of the Jinding Sect monks began to rise, and everyone knew that the forces affiliated with the Jinding Sect were on the stage. For these people, Ling Ming would chat a few more words with them, and sometimes take one or two things and send them back. Li Qingfeng guessed that what he said was probably "do things well and you won't treat them badly".
But after all, they also came up with real things, and they were not just polite words.
For example, the bottle of elixir he took out for Li Qingfeng. Although Li Qingfeng did not open the bottle and take a closer look, he guessed that it was unlikely to be a popular elixir like Qi Gathering Pill, which would be too cheap.
After a while, the monks from the Fan family and Zhang family also came. Li Qingfeng watched them salute and present gifts as he did. Ling Ming also responded with a few words and took one or two things to them. Zhang Pengyi and Fan Mingcheng are ranked before Fan Mingcheng and Zhang Pengyi. It seems that the Fan family has a higher status on the Jindingmen side.
After the reception, Zhang Pengyi and Fan Mingcheng were led to the ceiling and sat down, not far from Li Qingfeng. The seating rules here seemed not to be strict. When the two of them saw Li Qingfeng, they stood up and sat closer, waving for Li Qingfeng to come over. Li Qingfeng and Li Qingdong stood up and sat next to them.
"Two brothers." Li Qingfeng said hello. Zhang Pengyi and Fan Mingcheng both lowered their voices and met him. They have become familiar with each other in the past few days, so they are welcome and chat in low voices. stand up.
After all the affiliated forces had received the meeting, at around 4:00, another long and long sound of the cauldron sounded in Jinding Mountain. Li Qingfeng saw a Jinding Sect monk flying from the mountain gate and made a gesture towards the high platform.
On the high platform, Ling Ming stood up and flew into the air with a solemn expression.
Seeing this scene, Fan Mingcheng took a sip of the spirit tea and let out a laugh: "I guess someone from the Xuantian Sword Sect is here, right?"
Under the ceiling, a group of monks who came from all over the place shut their mouths and raised their heads to look at the mountain gate. Regardless of whether they were members of the Xuantian Sword Sect or not, this reaction from the Jinding Sect must be that of a big shot.
Sure enough, the young monk who was responsible for the roll call sounded louder and sang loudly: "Xuantian Sword Sect, congratulations!"
He sang the last word with a long ending, and as his voice fell, a fiery red light flew from the mountain gate. Li Qingfeng looked intently and saw that it was a flying sword with a man standing on it, wearing a white sword robe. Who could it be if it wasn't He Hai whom he had seen in Lion's Mane Mountain?
Seeing He Hai, Ling Ming flew forward a few steps, stood still, cupped his hands and said with a faint smile: "But the 'Red Fire Sword' He Haihe, Fellow Daoist? I am Ling Ming, and I have admired the name of Fellow Daoist He for a long time."
"It's me. I'm not worthy of mentioning anything." He Hai also bowed his hand, without being polite, took out a jade box and threw it over: "I have been ordered by my master to come here to congratulate Fellow Daoist Ling on the success of building the foundation, and also offer a second-level gift. A piece of 'Yin Yu Han Po Xuan Bing' will help fellow Taoists to have smooth paths and further their cultivation."
Ling Ming grabbed the jade box in the air, put it into the storage bag, and said with a smile: "I have heard about the reputation of the 'Red Fire Sword'. If I have the opportunity, I hope to ask Fellow Daoist He for advice."
Hearing the word "ask for advice", He Hai raised his head and looked directly at Ling Ming. After a moment, he stretched out his hand and waved: "Let's talk about it when we have a chance."
Seeing that He Hai didn't want to talk to him, Ling Ming's eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "Okay, Fellow Daoist He, please take a seat."
"Yes." He Hai nodded, and immediately a monk from the Jinding Sect flew under him to salute and led him to sit down on the other side.
He Hai's position was next to the high platform, which was slightly higher than the high platform where Ling Ming was sitting. The decoration was very good. As soon as he sat down, beautiful maids came to serve him, and they were all female cultivators with advanced training.
Facing these maids, He Hai showed some impatience on his face, waved his hand to drive them away, drank the spiritual tea in one gulp, and closed his eyes to rest.
