Chapter 689 Attending the Banquet (2021! Happy New Year!)
Liang Yan naturally just laughed at Jin Yuye's reminder. What was his purpose here? Not only to make trouble, but also to make big trouble!
But the closer it is before the storm, the more tranquility is needed.
At this moment, Liang Yan was like a sharp sword in a sheath, just waiting for the moment when the sword would come out shockingly.
However, it is best not to have anything to do with Jin Yuye. Liang Yan did not want to implicate this woman because of himself, so he did not respond to Jin Yuye.
At this moment, everyone had climbed to the top of the mountain along the stone stairs. They saw clouds of smoke and flowers in bloom. There were many unnamed spiritual trees around, which were full of various spiritual fruits.
There is a big tree in the woods that is the most special. It is dozens of feet high. The fruits on it are all in the shape of clouds, just like colorful clouds floating among the treetops. People can't help but click their tongues when they see it.
Amazing.
"This fruit tree must have been left by that monk back then!" Liang Yan observed secretly for a long time with his Hunhun Kung Fu, but he still couldn't see what was special about these fruits. On the contrary, the fruit tree itself was indeed full of aura, far beyond what he had seen before.
Many treasures passed through.
At this time, a hearty voice laughed and said: "You all have come from afar, our Zuoqiu family is really flourishing! Come, come, come, please take a seat, the 'Feast of Hundreds of Fruits' is about to begin!"
The speaker was dressed in a yellow robe and looked about twenty-seven or eighty-years-old. He had a handsome face and a somewhat booklike appearance.
Seeing the monk walking out of the woods, everyone bowed their hands and thanked them. One of them said: "Young Master Mingzhu is so polite. I was a little worried when I came here this time to borrow the Yellowstone Book and taste the spiritual fruit.
, now that you say these polite words again, we will feel a little sorry!"
As soon as this statement came out, someone next to him immediately laughed and echoed: "Hahaha! What the fellow Taoist from the Yuling Sect said is right. Mr. Mingzhu, please don't be too polite!"
Liang Yan listened to the conversation between several people and realized that the person in front of him was Zuoqiu Mingzhu, the third son of Huangshi Gong Zuoqiu Ren.
Zuoqiu Mingzhu's cultivation level is in the middle stage of Juyuan Realm, and there seems to be a long way to go before he can break through to the next level. However, people who are familiar with him know that this person has only practiced Taoism for a short period of one hundred and twenty years. In the future, he can
It's said to be very promising.
"A few fellow Taoists were joking." Zuoqiu Mingzhu waved her hand, then made an "invite" gesture, and continued: "The Hundred-Fruit Banquet will begin soon. Please follow me."
As he spoke, he turned around and entered the fruit forest first. Many monks also followed him into the forest while laughing and chatting.
I saw that hundreds of seats had been set up in the forest, and the tables were all made of wisteria spiritual wood. There were various exquisite spiritual fruit snacks on them, as well as fine wine and delicacies.
There are also flower petals floating in the woods, and the fallen flowers are colorful and beautiful.
Liang Yan randomly found a remote seat and sat down alone. He looked around and saw that almost all the monks who could be invited to participate in the Hundred Fruit Banquet were above the Juyuan Realm, and they all brought them with them.
A disciple of this sect or a descendant of the family.
Only a few people like Miao Miao were able to get an invitation with their foundation-building level of cultivation. These people could only attend the banquet alone, so like Liang Yan, they all found a remote location to sit down.
Among the people, there was a wide open space surrounded by no spiritual trees or grasses in the middle, as if it had been specially opened up.
At this time, Zuoqiu Mingzhu had already sat on the main seat, raised his wine glass and saluted everyone, and said with a smile: "The 'Hundred Fruit Banquet' has begun, and the first treasure I present to you fellow Taoists is ours.
‘Qiyao Tea’, a specialty of Huangshi Mountain.”
While he was talking, a retainer from the Zuoqiu family walked into the forest and placed green teapots on everyone's table.
"This 'Qi Yao Tea' is made from the bamboo leaves of 'Qi Yao Bamboo', combined with dozens of precious materials. It takes seven years to brew a pot. One sip can strengthen the foundation and strengthen the body, and it will be good for those who have old problems.
Injured fellow Taoist, there will be even more unexpected benefits!"
After hearing this, many monks present brightened their eyes, especially those monks who had been secretly injured by the enemy. They couldn't wait to pick up the teapot on the table and take a careful sip.
"Good tea, really good tea!"
A rough man laughed and gave Zuoqiu Mingzhu a thumbs up.
Zuoqiu Mingzhu smiled slightly and reached out to give a clap. Immediately, a group of female cultivators walked into the open space and began to dance in front of everyone.
The monks present were sipping tea and admiring the graceful dancing of the female nuns. They were drinking and chatting with each other, which was even more lively than a secular feast.
After drinking for three rounds, Zuoqiu Mingzhu waved again, and a group of Zuoqiu family retainers immediately came forward and respectfully placed the incense burners at everyone's table.
"This second rare treasure is the 'Golden Cicada Fragrance'. Someone must know about this thing, right?" Zuoqiu Mingzhu looked around and said slowly.
"Golden cicada incense?" A monk dressed as a scholar said in surprise: "But incense candles made from the elixir of 'Xuanyu Golden Cicada'? It is said that just one smell of this incense can immediately reveal one's mind and nature.
If you smell a whole stick of incense and then practice in seclusion, within a hundred days, the power of your spiritual consciousness will increase by more than 10%!"
"This is the fragrance. Taoist friend Su Xin Zhai is really knowledgeable!" Zuoqiu Mingzhu clapped her hands and said with a smile.
The monk dressed as a scholar waved his hand and said: "Young Master Mingzhu is ridiculous, but I am still a little curious. This Xuanyu Golden Cicada has long been extinct in our southern land. As far as I know, it has been there for hundreds of years."
There is no 'Golden Chanxiang', but why are there so many of them in the Zuoqiu family?"
After hearing this, Zuoqiu Mingzhu pondered for a while, and finally smiled slightly and said: "This matter is not a secret, just tell everyone."
"Actually, not long ago, our Zuoqiu family made some resource transactions with monks from outside the territory, including these black-feathered golden cicadas. Now, there are many such spiritual insects in my Zuoqiu family."
As soon as he said this, everyone in the audience immediately had different expressions.
It’s not that the Xuanyu Golden Cicada is so alluring, but what Zuoqiu Mingzhu’s words revealed: there is a connection between the Zuoqiu family and the monks from outside the territory!
Why can the Zuoqiu family maintain a transcendent status similar to that of the five great sects? It is because of the powerful monk who came here to enlightenment. If it were not for him, there would be no Huangshi Gong lineage.
But now that thousands of years have passed, no one knows whether that monk still remembers the lineage he left in Huangshi Mountain.
Zuo Qiu Sheng's words are tantamount to telling others that the Zuo Qiu family still maintains contacts with monks from outside the region. This is a kind of deterrence. Even the people of the five major sects will not dare to offend Huangshi Mountain easily.
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