On the left side of the high platform, at the front where the Jinding Sect disciples were sitting, a middle-aged man with a goatee was sitting there, frowning slightly. Behind him was a middle-aged man in black robes with a short but thick beard. He looked about the same age as him and was sitting very close to him.
In addition, there are five middle-aged or elderly monks, whose robes are made of good materials, and they are also sitting not far behind them. These are all foundation-building monks of Jinding Sect, and the only elixir-forming master. The elder has been in seclusion all year round, but he doesn’t know why.
The middle-aged man at the front was holding a thin piece of brocade in his hand, stroking his goatee with one hand, and was silent.
It was a gift list sent by the Xuantian Sword Sect. It was woven with the second-level "Celestial Silkworm Muyun Brocade" and was of extremely high value. When Xuantian Sword Sect comes to participate in the foundation building ceremony, it is impossible to give only one gift, but other more trivial things will not be mentioned on the spot. Instead, a gift list will be presented and sent to the Jinding Sect for distribution.
"Brother, what do you think?"
The middle-aged man in black robe sitting behind him leaned over and looked at the gift list in Wang Xunzhi's hand.
He is Peng Yulong, the foreign affairs elder of Jinding Sect. He is over 150 years old this year, and his cultivation level is as high as the sixth level of foundation construction. The middle-aged man with a goatee in front of him is the twenty-fifth member of Jinding Sect. The acting head is Wang Xunzhi.
Before Wang Xunzhi could answer, Peng Yulong sneered and continued: "I think the Xuantian Sword Sect is a little anxious this time. It would be too obvious to send such a generous gift and send the 'Red Fire Sword' He Hai here." Have you had some?"
Peng Yulong and Wang Xunzhi are direct brothers, and Wang Xunzhi is a senior brother. The two grew up together and had a deep relationship. Peng Yulong was considered Wang Xunzhi's direct descendant. He spoke like this without worrying about being rude.
"Well..." Wang Xunzhi stroked his beard and looked up in the direction of He Hai.
The gift sent by Xuantian Sword Sect this time was not only heavy, but also thoughtful. In addition, they also sent He Hai, the "Red Fire Sword", to attend the ceremony. This He Hai is less than seventy years old this year. His cultivation has reached the middle stage of foundation building. He is also a fire attribute sword cultivator. He is definitely a master of the younger generation of Xuantian Sword Sect. Xuantian Sword Sect sent him to participate in the ceremony. I am afraid that it has already shown that It means attaching importance to something, but it also means a bit of beating, right?
"It's hard to say what the intention is, but it's all about us getting rid of people." Wang Xunzhi stroked his goat's beard and his face darkened: "But this may not be a bad thing. It's just a good opportunity to clean up the door."
Peng Yulong naturally knew what Wang Xunzhi wanted to rectify, and asked: "What about the apportionment of affiliated forces this time?"
"It's the same as usual." Wang Xunzhi waved his hand: "In order to deal with the outside world, we must first calm down the inside. Don't rush to touch them before cleaning up the cancer inside."
Dongyi has a vast territory and a sparse population. Each sect from the five major sects onwards basically adopts the same ruling method, which is to manage by accepting vassals. These affiliated forces are the foundation of their rule, so naturally they cannot be exploited too much.
"clear."
After listening to Wang Xunzhi's words, Peng Yulong's face became gloomier and his eyes showed a bit of cruelty.
A few days ago, Rong Fangshan, the leader of a new sect, failed in seclusion to attack the Dan Formation stage. Although he saved his life, he was seriously injured. It is basically impossible to improve his cultivation level. He is now in seclusion to recuperate. This caused the new sect's popularity to plummet again, but there are still many young disciples who yearn for its ideas and believe that the ideas of the "advocating the ancients" will reduce the possibility of its rise.
There is no doubt that the head brother is going to take this opportunity to attack those ambitious things again. Peng Yulong thought.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with this. It was just that due to his status, the head brother couldn't do some things himself. As the head brother's closest brother, he was about to play a role at this time.
Peng Yulong leaned back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought about countermeasures.
The foundation building ceremony continued, and the guests were welcomed to their special seats one by one to sit down. The seating arrangement at this time has its own explanation, because these guests no longer come from the sects affiliated with Jinding Sect, but from other sects that have good relations with Jinding Sect. The seating arrangement in this aspect is very particular and must reflect the The importance of each sect should also reflect the closeness and distance between the sect and the sect. Once done incorrectly, it is easy to offend others.
Li Qingfeng really didn't know much about this aspect, so he might as well wait until his family holds a similar ceremony in the future.
About half an hour later, the last group of guests were all seated. There were not too many people, and they were arranged to their respective seats. When Wang Xunzhi saw this, he narrowed his eyes and without saying a word, he stretched out his hand to stroke his beard.
As soon as everyone arrived, a group of mortal women were led into the square by the disciples of the Jinding Sect. There were also mortal musicians playing the piano and playing music. People sang and danced in the square, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.
This kind of occasion is actually an occasion for monks from all walks of life to expand their contacts. In the field, the top management were chatting and laughing with each other, and the bottom level and bottom level were noisy. Li Qingfeng also met several small forces who were also vassals of the Jinding Sect under the leadership of Fan Mingcheng and Zhang Pengyi. After several conversations, they became harmonious.
After about half an hour, the singing, dancing and vocal music stopped, and everyone in the venue was led to leave. Ling Ming, who was sitting on the high platform, began to talk about his insights on building the foundation. This is considered a necessary part of the Foundation Building Ceremony. Li Qingfeng has experienced it in his previous life. However, in his previous life, there were more etiquette, music, rules, etc. in the world of immortality. Usually, there was a banquet for guests before this. He guessed that this was probably because the Dongyi land was new and the rules of etiquette and music were not obvious. He didn't think too much and listened quietly to Ling Ming's sermon.
Ling Ming is the root of the ice spirit, and he is talking about the "Ice Soul Casting Heart Technique" that he practices. Ice belongs to water, and what he said was of great reference to Li Qingfeng. In addition, "Ice Soul Casting Heart Technique" is an excellent skill, so Li Qingfeng listened very seriously.
Not only him, but everyone else in the room was also fascinated. Even He Hai became serious and listened attentively. After all, we are both Foundation Establishment monks, and the insights from others’ practice are also very helpful to our own practice.
"Use the cold air as a guide to cultivate the body on the outside and the Taoist heart on the inside..."
Listening to Ling Ming's voice on the high platform, Zhang Pengyi had a look of surprise on his face, turned his head and said: "I see, no wonder when I saw Senior Ling this time, I felt that the cold air on his body was heavier than before the foundation was established. .”
"Yes." Fan Mingcheng agreed, with a look of envy on his face: "I heard that the "Ice Soul Casting Heart Technique" practiced by Senior Ling is a ground-level skill. Judging from this statement, it is a dual cultivation of law and body. The way?"
"It's hard to say." Zhang Pengyi touched his chin: "I heard that last time, he used qi to perfect his cultivation and defeated two blood refining stage monsters with one man. I don't know if it's true or not."
"You're not cheating, are you?" Fan Mingde scratched his head, his fat face trembling: "But it's hard to say, who hasn't done this kind of thing to create a reputation..."
Unlike the two people around him who were discussing something, Li Qingfeng was thinking that Ling Ming used the cold air as a guide to forge his body and forge his heart. What he forged was ice soul, so what would happen to the Taoist heart he forged? Like?
