Every newcomer can get a "Ningxin Flower" first. Many people give gifts, while others are not prepared. The people in charge of the reception kept shouting out the gifts.

"Minister Hu of Dayan Sect, offer a seventh-level formation plate!"

"True Deer in Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, offer a fifth-level spiritual deer!"

"The real person of the Heavenly Fu Sect King, offer ten sixth-level spiritual talismans!"

Qin Di came to the front, took out a bottle of Centennial Dingyan Pill prepared in advance, exchanged for three Ningxin flowers, and then was taken to a square table to sit.

Long Jin'er smiled while smelling Ning Xinhua, "Master, this flower is so fragrant!"

Qin Di looked down and found that Ningxin flowers looked like lily of the valley, green leaves, and small white flowers, like hanging golden bells, emitting a strange fragrance.

This fragrance is a bit special and smells refreshing. It seems to make people feel refreshed and feel free.

There were also many people around me who praised: "What a Ningxinhua! With this Ningxinhua, I will go back to sit in seclusion and meditation and will definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort!"

"Yes, Wanhuamen is very generous! There were at least 800 people coming today, each one, so it's such a big deal!"

Qin Di leaned his nose closer and slowly smelled it. After a while, he suddenly felt something was wrong because this Ning Xinhua had no heart!

In other words, he couldn't communicate with Ning Xinhua.

Generally speaking, even a first-level spiritual flower can communicate, but this flower cannot do it. Not only can it not speak, but it does not even have the mind.

This is a bit weird!

After pondering for a moment, a thought suddenly popped up in his mind: "This is not Ning Xinhua, this is the dead flower!"

Speaking of which, the Dead Soul Flower is a ninth-level spiritual herb, which is more precious than Ning Xinhua, but it is one of the main medicines for refining the "Loss of God Pill". The Dead Soul Flower is used by some evil sects to control core characters. Because the Dead Soul Flower is rare, the Dead Soul Pill is rare.

The dead soul flower does not even have a soul, and can only slowly devour the instinct of divine thoughts, so it cannot communicate!

I really didn’t expect that Wanhuamen actually took out the “Dead Soul Flower”!

Qin Di was angry and said to himself: "It's another sect that doesn't know how to live or die! I don't know what these people have. Do you want to control the guests who are coming today and then control the major sects?"

He has a very strong spiritual sense, so he is not too worried. But the two disciples may not be able to pass this level.

Fortunately, Qin Di also has the Tongtian Spirit Treasure "Awakening Bell". Then take it out and knock it a few times to make people wake up.

Therefore, he decided to remain calm and see what these people wanted to do.

The cultivators who came to congratulate him were still rushing over, while the people who sat down kept smelling the unique fragrance of the dead soul flowers, happily and floating, and unknowingly fell into loss.

The smile on Long Jin'er's face increased significantly, with a smile on her face, and she couldn't help but feel happy, as if she had just eaten candied dates.

Fan Yao walked through life and death, and her concentration was obviously stronger. Moreover, the foundation of her Zifu Dantian was a fairy bamboo. The bamboo had a firm personality and was not easily bewitched, so it has not changed yet.

For those who are fascinated, there is no concept of time anymore, so after a long time, these people don’t find it strange.

Qin Di waited patiently. After about an hour, he suddenly saw a group of people in white surrounded by a somewhat charming woman. The woman looked about thirty years old, with a purple strapless long skirt, a pink gauze scarf, and a few unknown small flowers on her chest. Her skin was as white as a freshly peeled egg, and her eyes had a charming and charming smell.

The woman approached, stood on the platform in front of the guests, smiled softly, and said, "I'm Hua Yongmai, the head of Wanhuamen. Welcome all colleagues and friends to attend the Wanhuamen celebration."

The people sitting below were excited, as if they had seen their favorite idol.

Hua Yongmao talked on the stage, her voice was full of temptation, and a look and a smile made the people below fascinated.

After the talk, there were also carefully arranged singing and dancing by Wanhuamen, a group of young men with excellent figures and radiant girls, dancing on the stage, making people feel even more out of their minds.

Qin Dixin said: "The Dead Soul Flower, the Soul Gaze Sound, and the Demon Dance, the people who came today are now miserable!"

People gradually became crazy, and many people stood up and twisted to the rhythm.

Long Jin'er also wanted to get up, but Qin Di ticked it on his forehead and immediately became awake again.

The singing and dancing became more and more lively and intense, and the people below were almost crazy.

In the end, Fan Yao was also a little restless, and Qin Di also tapped her lightly on the forehead.

At this time, the singing and dancing stopped, and everyone took a breath and sat back on their seats in a daze.

Hua Yongmao stood on stage again and said to everyone: "Our Wanhua Sect is willing to have a good relationship with the major sects around us, and can even use marriage to strengthen contact and become a family. I wonder what you think?"

As soon as he finished speaking, many people below shouted: "I'm willing! I still want to join Wanhuamen!"

"If it weren't for the sect that could not withdraw from, I would have joined the Wanhua Sect today!"

"It's not good to join the sect, it's good to marry a woman from the Wanhua Sect."

"Oh, the guy over there is so handsome. I want to marry him!"

When Qin Di heard this, these people were already crazy and probably couldn't say such things.

Immediately, a group of young men in white came over, holding the documents of marriage and marriage, and asked the people present to press their fingerprints and sign and seal them.

Ninety percent of the people below did it without saying a word, and some people reluctantly supported it and refused to sign it.

"This is not very good, I have a wife at home!"

"What's the point of having a wife? Just marry another one. Come on, press your fingerprints here!"

Then these people struggled and hesitated to win the lottery.

Some people know that something is wrong, but they can't control their hands and press their handprints in a daze.

A young man in white came to Qin Di and placed three documents on the table.

"The real person, and there are two fairies, please sign the document."

Fan Yao looked cold and looked quietly.

Long Jin'er was a little embarrassed. She didn't know if the master would have an attack on the spot. If it had an attack, there would be so many people on the other side, not only a great monk in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage, but also these confused people as helpers. What should I do?

Qin Di swept his eyes and quietly used a mild "loss of mind", causing the boy in white to "scan" to sign his name and press his fingerprint.

There were many people present, noisy and a little chaotic, so few people paid attention to the movement here.
Chapter completed!