"This East China Sea event has officially begun!"
The emcee spoke loudly, and the whole audience was excited.
Since everyone is here, they have to show respect to Mr. Kame, so naturally they have to show their support when they come to support him. However, Lei Yuzi, who is sitting in the back, is obviously too lazy to agree, and Lin Shan and Lin Fan next to him are not interested either.
At this time, gongs and drums were beating loudly, banners were fluttering, and countless water pillars shot up to the sky around Diaobie Island, blooming into colorful water splashes. It turned out that the monks from Diaobi Island were using formations to artificially create water waves and fireworks to celebrate.
While enjoying themselves, the first highlight of this event began.
"The Treasure Presentation Conference officially opens!"
One by one, the girls were holding trays covered with red silk scarves, and the clerk's office next to them began to count the gifts one by one.
The monks in the seats on both sides also attended the birthday celebrations one by one from front to back, and the disciples who read out the gifts began to show the strength of their elders.
"Kui Zhenren, the owner of Liaoyuan Island in the East China Sea, presents a pair of thousand-year-old fire corals and wishes Gui Zhenren a prosperous sun and moon!"
"The Great Elder of Donghai Huiji Sect, Master Yan, presents a golden elixir stage monster inner elixir and wishes Master Gui a long and prosperous life!"
"Fairy Xiao, the protector of Lin Yuzhai in Nanhai, sends me a pair of Nanhai Mermaid's Tears, and wishes that Guizhen Guizhen enjoys his family forever!"
"The old man from Suichang, Jinchuanfang City, Jiangdong, sends a ball of Qianqing Yungang to wish Master Gui a long and prosperous life!"
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The first ones to make prototypes were basically Golden Core monks, so the birthday treasures were naturally in line with their respective identities. The disciples from various sects who stepped forward to shout out their words also held their heads high, with a vague intention of competing.
The turtle master on the stage nodded frequently, showing the demeanor of an elder, and greeted the audience one by one. He also thanked the Jindan masters beside him and claimed that they spent a lot of money.
Naturally, everyone waved their hands, saying that this was the right thing to do.
At this time, He Shou changed a group of people in the audience according to the seats.
"The Liu family, a family of cultivators in the East China Sea, presents a Lingyuan water mongoose bead to wish our ancestor Gengxing eternal glory~"
"The owner of Yuyanhai City in the East China Sea, I present ten high-level magical artifacts and wish my ancestors good health and good luck~"
"Master of the Little Shark Sect of the East China Sea, I present ten dragon-spine demon fishes and wish our ancestor Chun Ting a long life~"
"The sapphire lay monks in the East China Sea offer an altar of blue and orange spiritual insects and wish the ancestors to join the Fragrant Mountain~"
"The bandit leader of the East China Sea, Xiong Shanren, presented ten whips of water, sunflower and tiger to wish our ancestors flying colorful flags..."
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The next step was to celebrate the birthdays of various small and large forces, and those who came were basically the leaders of the sect masters and family heads. They were also very respectful in their words, hoping to be appreciated by the turtle master.
Even the leader of the water bandits came. Apparently he knew that there would be no blood and no weapons at the birthday party, so he licked his face to curry favor.
Mr. Kame, who was drinking tea on the high platform, saw that everyone in the audience was extremely respectful. Although the gifts they gave were all kinds of strange, they were all thoughtful, with a smile on his face, and he spoke words of encouragement one by one.
But when I heard that someone was giving him a tiger whip and blessing the old man with colorful flags flying, his face sank slightly, as if he thought of something painful.
But I didn't get angry, I just dealt with it neither salty nor cool.
After this batch is over, there will be the next batch. This East China Sea grand event has invited almost one-fifth of the East China Sea cultivators. There are more than ten real people in the Jindan stage alone, and hundreds of monks in the Foundation building stage.
The scale is unprecedented and the momentum is huge.
Seeing the rare treasures being presented one after another, Lin Shan, who was sitting in the back, felt even more envious.
This Guizhen lives on Diaolie Island and doesn't have to do anything. Naturally, countless monks from the East China Sea come from all directions and spend all their wealth just to win his smile.
How much treasure must be collected to hold a birthday party? Kame Master holds a grand party every twenty years. How rich is he?
Lin Shan couldn't help but start to imagine that in the future, if he also had such reputation and strength, he could give an order to the whole world to collect ancient rhymes for him, wouldn't it be great?
He turned around and found that his good brother Lin Fan also had a money-obsessed look on his face. He was obviously also thinking about Mr. Gui's net worth. However, Lin Fan's senior sister Lei Yuzi had a slightly ugly look on her face, as if she had something on her mind.
Lin Fan also saw something was wrong with Lei Yuzi at this time, and asked thoughtfully: "What's wrong, senior sister? Are you feeling a little unwell?"
Lei Yuzi looked sad, watching the guests in the front row getting up one by one to give gifts. Seeing that it was about to be his turn, he couldn't help but stamp his feet anxiously.
"This is also my first time coming to the East China Sea to participate in such a conference. Who knew there was such a rule as offering treasures? The treasures that I don't have in my hands at the moment will lose the face of the Zixiao Sect, so what should I do?"
If I really want to say that I didn’t take out the treasure, it’s not like I didn’t have it.
The two blue-purple magic swords behind Lei Yuzi's back were obviously not ordinary things, but it was impossible for a practitioner to give away the weapons he had. It was just that there was no preparation in advance, so there was no suitable gift.
Lei Yuzi felt that losing face was a trivial matter. If he couldn't get rid of the gift and lost the face of a big sect like Zixiao Sect, he would definitely be reprimanded by the elders of the sect when he returned, and he would naturally look embarrassed.
Lin Shan listened silently next to him. He himself was also poor. The most precious thing was the 128 points of ancient charm on his body, which was his capital for further progress in the future.
It's impossible for him to get it.
What's more, I am just a casual cultivator who follows Lei Yuzi and Lin Fan to make a living. If I don't have any treasures to offer, I won't have them. It doesn't matter whether I lose face or not. No one cares about a little shrimp in the Qi training period anyway...
Lin Fan stood up at the right time and patted Lei Yuzi on the shoulder with a confident look on his face.
Apart from anything else, Lin Fan had a lot of unused treasures in his storage bag!
"Senior sister, don't worry, I've left this matter to me, and I guarantee that you will be satisfied. Our teachers far away in the sect will definitely be doubly pleased when they hear this!"
Lei Yuzi looked at Lin Fan with disbelief, fearing that this boy would make some mischief and make some joke at the East China Sea event.
Although it was said that Master Gui did not dare to do anything to her siblings because of the Zixiao Sect's reputation, it was also the Zixiao Sect that was embarrassed.
Lin Shan knew a little about Lin Fan, and knew that this boy had endless treasures and was extremely rich.
Not to mention being comparable to Master Guizhen, a well-known master in the East China Sea cultivation world who just missed entering the Nascent Soul stage, at least he is much richer than the average Jindan stage monk.
Seeing the rows of monks in front of them sitting back after offering treasures, Lin Fan also jumped out and walked directly in front of the wide central aisle.
"Lei Yuzi and Lin Fan, the true disciples of the Zixiao Sect, send you a thousand-year-old turquoise bracelet. I wish Master Gui to celebrate the blessings of Xuanwu, and the crane will be blessed!"
When everyone on the court heard the name "Zixiao Sect", they all looked at each other sideways.
One of the three top sects in the interior of the Song Dynasty, as one of its true disciples, he must be an extremely talented person. He is very likely to grow into a righteous giant in a hundred years, so he needs to make good friends.
Chapter completed!