While the sect leader was praising, he was looking at Ge Wuqing's adopted son.

This Ge An is wearing clothes with narrow sleeves and narrow trouser legs, and a leather belt around his waist, which is very similar to Ge Wuqing's clothing.

He also has short hair, a face with sharp edges, his skin is wheat-colored due to long exposure to the sun, and his brows reveal a perseverance.

Looking at his face, the sect leader felt that this boy would one day shine brightly. He couldn't help but secretly envy Ge Wuqing, where did he find such a good seedling?

Ge Wuqing suddenly asked, interrupting the sect master's thinking: "Sect Master Mingkong just praised Ge An for his extraordinary cultivation. According to your opinion, what is Ge An's current state?"

The sect leader still greeted him with a smile, but in his heart he was pondering the meaning of Ge Wuqing's words.

This question had thorns on both ends. Ge An didn't show any energy and was obviously hiding it. If he wanted to tell the correct state, he had to use his energy to check Ge An. Doing so would definitely make Ge Qingqing discover it.

If you say it casually, if you say it wrong, it will bring great loss to the Qianyun Sect, and the dignified sect leader will not even be able to see the realm of a child.

But he quickly found a way to get around it: "Master Gezhuang, haven't you already told me about the realm of a good nephew? Everyone here in the Qianyun Sect doesn't know about it."

Ge Wuqing raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh? Did I say that?"

"Zhuang Master Ge must have been so busy that he forgot about this matter. The invitation was written by the owner himself. This banquet is called the Qi Hua Banquet. I think it was specially organized by the owner because his nephew had broken through to the Qi Hua realm."

Ge Qingqing slapped his forehead, and then burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, thanks to the reminder from Sect Leader Mingkong, I really forgot about this."

Then Ge Qingqing stood up, opened his hands and announced to everyone in the courtyard: "Dear guests of Qianyun Sect, disciples of Jueqing Suixinzhuang, my adopted son Ge An has broken through the realm of Qi Hua. My joy is beyond words.

I specially hold a congratulatory banquet here today just to share this joy with you all."

Ge Wuqing poured himself a full bowl of wine and then raised the bowl high: "Disciples, bring out the wine jars. Everyone has a share today. Let's all have a good drink!"

Gudong Gudong, after drinking the wine in one gulp, Ge Wuqing saluted the sect master and the elders of the Qianyun Sect with cupped fists: "Sect Master Mingkong, elders of the Qianyun Sect, I, Ge Wuqing, have a heartfelt request."

The sect master quickly stood up and raised his hand to support Ge Wuqing: "Master Ge, why does this gift need to be given? You are the master of today's banquet. If you need anything, just ask."

Ge Qingqing walked to the middle of the banquet table, took Ge An's hand and said to the sect leader: "Master Mingkong, the adopted son has just broken through the Qi Hua realm. Before that, he practiced martial arts day and night and had never taken a step out of Jueqing Suixinzhuang. I hope he can Let him have a long experience and watch all kinds of martial arts in the world."

Ge Wuqing paused and continued: "It's a pity that most of the Yunxiu sects are heavy-handed in killing and have sharp weapons, so it's too easy to cause grudges in the arena.

I have always heard that the Qianyun Sect does not participate in battles and builds good relationships, so I specially invite you all. I also hope that Master Mingkong can agree to my request and let the disciples of both sides compete in the ring to teach my adopted son a good lesson."

"Zhuang Master Ge, it's just a competition in the ring, so there's no need to ask. I just take this opportunity to test my disciple's ability."

The sect leader also walked to the middle of the banquet table and invited Ge Wuqing to sit down and watch. At the same time, he winked at the elders.

The sect leader and Ge Qingwu sat back at the table, and Ge An also followed and stood behind Ge Qingwu.

Elder Ming Chengxi stood up, held his hand on his round belly, and shouted: "Master Ge Zhuang, I, Ming Chengxi, will let my disciple demonstrate the technique first."

After saying that, the Qianyun Sect disciple beside him left the banquet table and walked slowly to the ring.

At Jueqing Suixinzhuang, Ge Qingqing did not appoint a disciple, but the disciples in red who gathered around the ring gathered to discuss and finally recommended one person to stand on the ring.

Seeing that the disciples on both sides were already in place, the sect leader reminded loudly: "Just stop the order and don't hurt anyone!"

After the sect leader finished speaking, Ge Qingqing also echoed: "That's right, stop until you click. If you can't hold on anymore, you can jump off the ring."

At this time, on the stage, the two disciples had already started to use their skills, stimulating their energy and getting ready to go. When Ge Qingqing's words fell, the two of them simultaneously released waves of energy and blasted towards each other's front door.

Peng, Peng, the air waves connected with the air waves, bursting into violent winds.

Jueqing Suixinzhuang was well prepared for this and kept the entire yard spotless. The wind blew across the ground, except for blowing the hanging silk cloth, but it did not affect the people at the banquet table tasting the fruits and vegetables.

After three consecutive moves, a slight smile appeared on the face of the sect master. The two of them were not high in cultivation and both were in the Qi Condensation Realm, but Ming Chengxi's disciple entered the Qi Condensation Realm earlier, so his Qi Jin was stronger than The opponent is stronger and will win this round.

Peng, Ming Chengxi's disciple, was not stupid. Naturally, he found that his opponent's energy was not strong enough, so he pushed his palms one after another, and bombarded his opponent with waves of energy in turn, without giving his opponent any time to breathe.

Soon, the disciple of Jueqing Suixinzhuang turned pale, which was a sign of excessive energy consumption. This disciple simply shouted to admit defeat, turned over and jumped off the ring, without any delay.

After winning the first round, the sect leader looked happy, but Ge Wuqing was the master, so he still had to give him enough face.

The sect leader quickly apologized to him: "The disciples of Jueqing Sui Xin Zhuang always hold back their hands. On the other hand, our disciples are ruthless in recruiting such bad disciples. I will definitely discipline them well when I go back. I hope Master Ge won't mind."

"This is because your skills are inferior to others. Master Mingkong doesn't have to be humble."

Ge Qingqing pointed to the disciples of the Qianyun Sect on the ring and said with a smile: "Please let the disciples of your sect come down to the ring to rest. This is just for my adopted son's perspective. There is no need to fight in rounds, just one person at a time."

The second elder to stand up was Ming Ding. After introducing himself, he asked his apprentice Shao Wei to enter the ring.

Shao Wei came to the ring, clasped his fists and saluted the disciples of Jueqing Suixinzhuang who were surrounded by the ring, and shouted: "Shao Wei of the Qianyun Sect! Everyone, I have reached the Qi Yao realm. If there are no others in the same realm, the three Qi Hua realms will be together." It’s okay to go up.”

Shao Wei's voice was not quiet, and every word fell clearly on Ge Wuqing's ears.

He threw a walnut kernel into his mouth, drank wine and half-jokingly said to the sect master: "Sect master Mingkong, you actually have such a powerful disciple under you, I admire you, I admire you, it seems that my age limit of forty years old, You have to lower it to twenty years old."

The sect master hurriedly picked up the wine bowl and drank with Ge Qingqing: "Where, where, this disciple has a high level, he is lucky when he breaks through, it is good luck."

He smiled happily, but his eyes stared at Ming Ding, cursing in his heart: "Ming Ding, look at the disciples you taught, do they talk like this? This is simply not distinguishing between host and guest, running wild on someone else's territory."

Ming Ding obviously saw the look in the sect master's eyes. He stretched out his finger, pointed it on the table, and wrote down two words.
Chapter completed!