"This..." Wu Duzi's expression changed, and he couldn't help but take two steps back. Perhaps he realized that he had lost his prestige, gritted his teeth in a blink of an eye, steadied himself, and replied: "Uncle's words, the disciple will definitely come to you."
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After saying this, the old Taoist gave a playful smile and said no more. Seeing this, Song Yunzi gestured towards the guest seat aside and said: "Junior brother, please take a seat."
Wu Duzi's expression improved a little, he turned around with a flick of his sleeves, walked to the empty seat and sat down.
After waiting for a while, when noon passed, there were no more congratulators. The old Taoist stood up and thanked everyone again. After saying this, after everyone returned the greetings, Yun Yuzi clapped his hands toward the outside of the hall.
It didn't take much effort, but I saw a row of disciples filing in outside the palace gate, each holding a silver plate, a gold plate, an emerald plate, a pottery cup, a jade cup, and a glazed cup. On the emerald plate were: thousand-year-old spiritual fruits, five-color.
Colorful preserves, gilded sugar cakes, fragrant soup... On the gold plate; century-old edible flowers, fragrant animal meat, bright fish and crabs, a platter covered with clouds... There are various dishes on the silver plate, steamed
...All delicacies in the world and all kinds of delicacies in the immortal family are available and fresh every now and then.
Look at the objects in the cup again. In the glass cup, there is a bottle of Yaoguang. There is the fairy drunk in the dust, the fairy drunk in the sky, the fairy drunk in the cup of wine, the wine made from hundreds of flowers, the wine made from flying clouds, the thousand-year-old wine... In the jade cup, there is a trail of amber and royal jelly.
, crisp syrup, pearl syrup, flower liquid, grain liquid, fruit juice... In the pottery cup; drops of mellow liquor. White wine, rice wine, Shaojiu, Fenjiu, mead, Huijiu, French wine, snake wine, Yijiu
, Qixiang wine, Tianniang wine, wine, Huangjing wine, Taoyuan wine, chrysanthemum wine... but the holy product in the wine, the fairy liquid in the cup. Everything is neat and fragrant.
Those young boys were dumbfounded. The idiot licked his lips and said obediently: "I was wondering why Senior Uncle Songyun and Senior Uncle Ziyun have disappeared in recent days. It turned out that they were preparing these things."
The idiot licked his fat lips again. He matched that tiger girl perfectly. One of them stared at the food on the plate and couldn't move his eyes away, while the other looked at the wine in the glass and drooled.
"Everyone, the old Taoist would like to thank you again. I sincerely appreciate your kindness. I have nothing to repay you, but I can only prepare some wine and food for you. After all, I don't know what everyone likes. If there is any inconvenience in the reception, I hope you will forgive me." The old Taoist saw the opportunity and was polite.
They all said in unison: "I don't dare", and Yun Yuzi nodded to the disciple accompanying him.
The food was served and the wine was served. Lang Fei and others dominated the table. Several elders from the Refining Realm came over to eat. The idiot didn't say anything, but he eagerly handed the dishes in front of Huniu'er to the elders.
.These elders were looking at the idiot with satisfied expressions and couldn't praise him enough. However, the tiger girl's eyes widened immediately, as if she had cut her heart and snatched away her wishful man. She immediately jumped up and jumped.
He kicked hard and scared the elders away. They didn't dare to come any closer.
The commotion caused everyone at the other tables to look at them, and Lang Fei and the others didn't care. They drank wine when they should, and feasted when they should. Only his seat in the whole hall was the messiest.
It made countless seniors shake their heads and smile bitterly.
After a while, the hustle and bustle in the hall was as before. There were Dan disciples accompanying each table. Taking this opportunity, some people discussed the way of spiritual practice. Some people punched and gambled and drank, some talked about strange things, and some did business and barter.
..., even the old Taoist people were sitting together, not caring about their superior demeanor, and kept laughing with sly eyes, not knowing whether they were talking about romantic affairs or hilarious scandals.
During the meal, Lang Fei relied on the convenience of his spiritual consciousness. Although he did not raise his head, he took in all the behavior of everyone in the hall. Even the man who had not eaten the fireworks of the world for a long time felt gastrointestinal discomfort after just a few cups of wine. He also knew very well that Fengyunzi, the leader of the Dharma lineage, was going to the hut.
"Eh... isn't this that guy from Lei Dishan Wuduzi? Why are you looking at me so often?" With his spiritual consciousness, Lang Fei "looked" around him and suddenly discovered that there was a burly Taoist not far in front of him on his left hand side, always intentionally or unintentionally. He raised his head and glanced at him.
"You idiot, you guys have heard a lot of rumors, but do you know the specific situation of Wu Duzi? I had no grudges with him in the past and now, I didn't dig his ancestral graves, and I didn't seduce his sister-in-law. Why are you doing this? The Taoist looked at me with a malicious look on his face?"
The idiot looked sideways at the Wuduzi, and just as he was trying to get him to look this way, the idiot glared at him, curled his lips, and wiped the lard off his lips. "Why should you care about him? At his age. Nigger, you insist on wearing a white robe. You wear it as you say, but you insist on having two dog tail flowers embroidered on the front. Isn’t it like a hanged man wearing powder and arranging flowers? What a shameless old man!"
"Pfft..." There was a sudden strange sound. When several people turned their heads to look, they saw a person sitting close to them on Ziyunzi's companionship table not far ahead, but it was Wu Zhenzi. It turned out that just now Lang Fei and When the idiot was talking, he happened to overhear the conversation between the two of them. He was halfway through swallowing a sip of wine. When he heard the idiot's arranged words, the short Taoist couldn't help but spit out the wine in his throat.
The short Taoist lost his composure and hurriedly confessed to the people sitting at the table. Then he turned around and said to Lang Fei: "Junior brother, may I ask, is your surname Lang Fei?"
Lang Fei was stunned for a moment, nodded, and said: "Yes, I am exactly the same. Dare I ask my senior brother's name? You and I have never met, so why do you know my name?"
"Haha, my brother is Wu Zhenzi, his common name is Zhang Qingxiang, as for why he knows the taboo of his junior brother's name..."
"You idiot, our brothers are talking to themselves, why are you here to join in the fun?" Seeing his pretentiousness, the idiot immediately got angry, and regardless of his seniority, he pointed at his nose and cursed: "Well, isn't it from Ji Lei Mountain? ?You devil on the wall, we never blamed you for eavesdropping on other people's conversations. You didn't answer when I asked you something. It's so rude."
The short Taoist smiled slightly, and did not care about the idiot's words. He designated Wu Duzi from Thunder Emperor Mountain and said, "If you want to ask Wu Duzi why he looks at my junior brother so often, it's just because you had a grudge against him in the past!"
"Huh?" Lang Fei was puzzled and asked curiously: "Brother Wu Zhen, what do you mean by this? Please explain it clearly!"
The short Taoist squinted at Wu Duzi, picked up the glass of wine, drank it all, and sneered: "Junior Brother Lang, do you remember Fang Qingyun?"
Seeing Lang Fei nod, the short Taoist said again: "Master Leiyang has fifteen disciples, Fang Qingyun ranks fourteenth, and Fang Wuduzi ranks ninth. The two of them have always been good friends, not to mention that you and Fang Qingyun are in Qifeng Gu's festival. Just a few days ago, due to the pressure of Danmen, Xuanhuo Sect, and Jueqing Dao Sect, Lei Di Mountain punished Fang Qingyun for fifty years. Think about it, if Fang Qingyun suffered, he, Wuduzi, must have a grudge against it. , he can’t afford to offend Master Tianyu, so the blame will naturally be turned on you.”
"That's it." Lang Fei frowned, and when he turned to look at Wu Duzi, Wu Duzi also happened to raise his eyes to look at him. Their eyes were locked for a moment, and the stern look on Wu Duzi's face disappeared briefly, and then he lowered his head. , took a swig of strong drink.
"Hey! How come you know so much about Lei Di Mountain?" the idiot asked casually.
The short Taoist didn't answer, but the prince suddenly bowed his head and whispered a few words to the idiot.
Hearing this, the idiot was stunned for a moment and asked in astonishment: "How could such a thing happen?" Then he turned to the short Taoist and teased: "Haha, but it turns out that you have been enemies for many years and have been enemies for a long time."
"Idiot, why are you saying this so foolishly? What do you mean by long-standing enemies? Long-lasting enemies? When did they become enemies? When did they become enemies?" After hearing what the idiot said, Xiaoyun was puzzled.
, couldn't help but interject and asked.
The idiot replied without hesitation: "Hey, if there is an enmity between them, the enmity lasts for thousands of years. If there is an injustice, the injustice lasts for thousands of years."
Seeing Xiaoyun's color change, the fool quickly analyzed: "Leidi Mountain and Ji Lei Mountain are feuding. Lei Di Mountain's martial arts are strong and strong, which is Yang Lei, while Ji Lei Mountain's martial arts are feminine and soft, which are Yin Thunder. Tens of thousands of years ago.
, the two factions were established not long ago. One day, Master Lei Dao and Master Li Ting met by chance. The two discussed thunder spells. One said that Yang thunder was strong, and the other said that Yin thunder was strong. The two disagreed and started fighting. War Scripture
On the fifth day, Master Lei Dao was superior in skill and narrowly defeated Master Li Ting in one move. The fight between the two lasted for five days, which naturally alarmed many cultivators who watched from afar. When Master Lei Dao won, this time
As soon as the result was found, word spread among the monks. In the following months, Lei Di Mountain secretly added fuel to the flames, and the matter spread rapidly, even to the monks in the Yunfan Realm and the Bone Capital Realm."
At this point, the idiot took a sip of wine and continued: "The cultivation levels of Master Lei Dao and Master Li Ting are almost the same. Originally, they just managed to win a move by luck due to the strong yang energy during the day. But after some spreading, rumors spread, and
It turned out that Master Li Ting could not even take a move from Master Lei Dao. The rumor finally spread to Ji Lei Mountain. Now, Master Li Ting was furious and took tens of thousands of Xuanyuan Magnetic Crystals with him.
There was a blockage in front of the mountain gate for three months, which frightened Master Lei Dao to the point of shrinking and not daring to step out of the mountain. At this point, the hatred was forged. For hundreds of thousands of years, Lei Di Mountain and Ji Lei Mountain, despite their appearance,
There were no more conflicts above the ground, but there was a raging undercurrent behind the scenes, with each other stumbling upon each other, playing dirty tricks, and using dirty tricks. It never stopped for a moment."
"Oh!" Xiaoyun nodded and looked at the short Taoist with strange eyes. "Hey, since that Taoist is a feud, why did you find out so clearly about that man's deeds? Is there something fishy? You are using sweet words.
Encourage my brother Fei to kill with a borrowed knife?"
The Taoist was startled. He saw Xiao Yunxing's eyes widened and she looked at him with a righteous expression. He hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Young lady is joking. How could an old Taoist act like this?"
"Oh? Stop talking nonsense and tell my aunt what's going on between you and him. If you don't tell the truth, don't blame my aunt for being ruthless."
"Who is this little girl? Such big words." The short Taoist was unsure. He couldn't help turning his head and elbowing the drunken Ziyunzi, and asked: "Brother, who is this little girl? Why?