As the Qingyun Sect monks took their seats, the birthday banquet continued step by step, but the heads of the families sitting below were still talking about it, and some with sensitive noses had already smelled something unusual.

Faced with this situation, Shen Huanchi and the others just watched silently. The more intense the conflict between the Qingyun Sect and the Wang family, the more likely they would agree to their request and complete their cooperation.

"Who is this Wei Wusheng?"

Shen Huanchi looked at where Qingyun Gate was located and asked Shen Jinghua:

"He is the third disciple of Master Ziyun. He is known as arrogant in the sect. Except for the two senior brothers in front of him, all other senior brothers do not look down upon him.

Although this person is only in the middle stage of foundation building, because of the special skills he cultivates, his strength is comparable to that of a later monk!..." Shen Jinghua told all the news he knew in the sect.

"It seems that the person who came here is not good!" Shen Huanchi couldn't help but sigh, but he didn't take it to heart.

If such a few people dare to take action at the birthday banquet, then they are underestimating the Wang family.

While Shen Huanchi and Shen Jinghua were talking, a member of the Wang family walked in from outside the lobby, holding various birthday gifts in his hand.

These birthday gifts were brought by bigwigs from all over the world to celebrate Mr. Wang's birthday. Although they were just a formality, the gifts represented the family's face and could better reflect the family's strength.

Therefore, these birthday gifts are all at least third-level treasures, including panacea, heavenly materials, and earthly treasures, as well as magical weapons and weapons.

I saw two strong men carrying something in front of Mr. Wang. After putting it down, they shouted:

"The Xue family of Pingzhou presents a third-level mid-grade flame gun!"

As another waiter opened the spiritual cloth in his hand, a red spiritual spear appeared in everyone's eyes.

The tip of the gun was glowing with cold light, the gun body was two feet long, and the whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of flames, making people feel waves of blazing heat.

"What a gun!"

Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed. Everyone present was a big boss from all parties. They had very sharp eyes, and they could see the extraordinary nature of this gun at a glance.

But after hearing that it was given by the Xue family, I wasn't surprised.

The Xue family is also a foundation-building family in Pingzhou County, and their ancestors were also from the Qingyun Sect. It is worth mentioning that the ancestors of this Xue family have produced third-level high-grade weapon refining masters, so the Xue family has made a living by refining weapons for generations.

Among the four counties of Qingyun Sect, apart from Qingyun Sect, the Xue family is the most powerful in weapon refining. Every year, the Xue family earns a large amount of spiritual stones by refining weapons.

Moreover, the relationship between the Xue family and the Wang family is extraordinary. The two families are brothers-in-law, so it is reasonable for the Xue family to send such a big gift.

"Thank you, Brother Xue Xian!" Wang Qiyan thanked the other old man with a smile on his face.

"Brother Wang, you're welcome. I'm celebrating my birthday, and I, as a good brother, should do so." The old man of the Xue family stood up and cupped his hands.

"Okay, okay!"

Wang Qiyan kept saying good things, which showed that he was very happy. The Xue family sent this third-level spiritual weapon to the Wang family to support the scene, and also expressed the deep relationship between the two families, making other families see it.

On the other side, where Brother Qingyun was sitting, a young monk from Qingyun Sect said disdainfully:

"Isn't it just a third-level spiritual weapon? Look at how they look! I'll scare them to death later!"

"That's right!" Several other Qingyun Sect monks who were inexperienced in world affairs agreed.

"Shut up!"

A cold voice came out. After hearing Wei Wusheng's voice, the faces of those people changed and they all shut their mouths obediently.

After the Xue family finished presenting their gifts, the family's birthday gifts were displayed. However, these were ordinary objects. They were no longer as eye-catching as the Xue family's spiritual spear. However, these ordinary objects were also of the third level. Spiritual objects are all worth thousands of spirit stones.

Originally, Shen Huanyan prepared a third-level mid-grade spiritual plant for Shen Huanchi, but before the arrival, Shen Huanchi replaced it with a third-order low-grade spiritual plant.

Shen Huanchi doesn't care about face at all on this occasion, and besides, there is a big business deal to be discussed with the Wang family in the future, so this birthday gift is not missing!

Just when the gift ceremony was about to end, Wei Wusheng, who was watching the ceremony from the side, stood up and came to the center of the lobby.

In full view of everyone, he bowed his hands to Wang Qiyan and said:

"My master asked me to prepare a birthday gift for Senior Wang!"

As soon as this sentence came out, it was shocking again. Giving golden elixir as a gift is something that most people can bear.

After hearing what Wei Wusheng said, Wang Qiyan, including several foundation-building monks from the Wang family, frowned slightly.

Wang Qiyan saw that Wei Wusheng looked like a junior, so he couldn't say anything and could only wait and see what he was going to do.

As soon as Wei Wusheng finished speaking, he took out an object from his storage bag, and a golden light flew into the air. After flying into the air, the spiritual object began to grow rapidly.

I saw a golden bell hanging above everyone's heads, golden light radiating out, and bursts of bells starting to echo in the lobby.

From the radiating spiritual power fluctuations, it was not difficult for everyone to feel that this golden bell was a third-level high-grade spiritual weapon!

The bells echoed in the lobby, and Sanskrit sounds began to be heard from the bells, making everyone indulge in it for a short time.

After the Sanskrit sound penetrated into Shen Huanchi's ears, Shen Huanchi relaxed his mind and gradually became a little addicted. However, Shen Huanchi was a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment after all, so he woke up quickly and woke up. Shen Jinghua on the side.

"What's going on!" Shen Jinghua woke up and looked at the golden bell hanging above his head with a wary expression.

"This is a sonic attack, which will affect people's sanity! Concentrate your mind and don't listen!" Shen Huanchi said solemnly.

…

"wake up!"

An old but slightly angry voice sounded in the lobby, like a roaring lion rolling in.

Everyone woke up from their daze and stared at the golden bell with horrified faces. It was obvious that the experience they had just experienced had frightened them greatly.

"What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Wei!" Wang Qiyan asked, with a hint of anger in his tone.

"Senior Wang, there is no need to be angry. This spiritual clock is a rare sonic weapon, and the effect must have been seen by seniors." Wei Wusheng said with a smile on his face, and at the same time looked around at the family heads who were congratulating them on their birthday.

"This spiritual weapon is from the hands of my Qingyun Sect weapon refining master. It is already a third-level high-grade one. The sound waves he emits can even be used by monks in the late stage of foundation building if they are not prepared!" Wei Wusheng explained again. Let the golden bell hanging above everyone's heads slowly fall down.

At the same time, the face of the old man of the Xue family became ugly. This spiritual weapon left the Xue family's third-level mid-grade spiritual spear far behind.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wei!" Wang Qiyan said calmly.

Just when the guests were dissatisfied with what Wei Wusheng had just done, Wang Qiyan turned to another foundation-building monk from the Wang family and said:

"Zhongzhong, put it away!"

"Yes, Patriarch!" The Wang Family Foundation Builder said with his hands in hand.

He waved his right hand, and a stream of spiritual power shot out, wrapping around the golden bell. Then he stretched out his hand and pulled it back.

Unexpectedly, the golden bell that was supposed to be taken back did not move at all, no matter how the monk cast the spell, it remained still there.

At this time, the group of Qingyun Sect monks brought by Wei Wusheng began to laugh.

"Trash, I can't even take back a spiritual weapon! What a waste of this treasure!"

…

After the guests here heard what Wei Wusheng had done before, they all realized that this birthday banquet was no longer that simple. The Qingyun Sect was deliberately making things difficult for the Wang family.

Seeing that the tribesman did not take the golden bell back and was laughed at by so many people, a middle-aged man shouted:

"Zhongzhong, what's going on!"

At this time, Wei Wusheng, who was just watching all this with a smile, said:

"These spiritual beings will choose their master! You can't force it!"

After saying that, he looked at everyone in the Wang family with a look on his face.

Seeing the middle-aged man about to cast a spell, Wang Qiyan turned around and said:

"Zhengrong, Zhengzhong, please step back!"

Then, all the spiritual power of a peak monk in the late stage of Foundation Establishment surged out of Wang Qiyan, and red spiritual power surrounded him. The terrifying pressure of a peak monk in the late stage of Foundation Establishment swept into the lobby. Wang Qiyan's originally thin body now seemed as if

Hidden infinite energy.

Wei Wusheng and the guests present were a little frightened when they saw this scene. They did not expect that the old man of the Wang family had already arrived at this farm.

After seeing Wang Qiyan's spiritual power, Shen Huanchi was slightly distracted and thought to himself:

"Is this the peak spiritual power fluctuation in the late stage of foundation building?"

Wang Qiyan stood up and looked at Wei Wusheng solemnly and said:
Chapter completed!