Several disciples stepped forward, opened the wine jars, took out the wine spoons, and began to distribute the spiritual wine to everyone.
One hundred catties sounds like a lot, but on average it’s only three or four taels per person.
Yin Nanxing saw that someone had already taken the wine glass, smiled slightly, ignored the junior brother who was sharing the wine, and said loudly:
"According to the rules, there should be a show tonight to add to the fun. I wonder which junior brother and sister are willing to take the first place?"
Immediately, several people were eager to try.
"Wait a minute!" Someone suddenly interrupted: "Senior Brother Yin, I have a question, please clarify it."
"Please speak." Yin Nanxing's face was dull.
"I wonder who is hosting today's banquet?"
"I have no talent, so I will be the host tonight."
"Senior Brother Yin!" But I heard the man say: "I heard that in Yuezhou and other places, now civil weddings and funerals are hosted by a man and a woman. Why don't Senior Brother Yin find another female cultivator among us?
Partnering up is also an elegant thing."
"Yes, yes!" As soon as the man finished speaking, several voices echoed in the darkness.
Yin Nanxing smiled knowingly: "Okay! As you said, which junior sister would you recommend to partner with me?"
"Of course..." Someone was about to make a suggestion when he saw Yin Nanxing's eyes glancing over at him, and he immediately fell silent.
"Senior Brother Yin has a single spirit root of the wood type," the person who spoke was still the same person just now, and he could only hear his generous statement: "How can such an extraordinary talent be paired with an ordinary woman. Fortunately, I heard that among the people present tonight,
There is a senior sister who is also a single spiritual root. How about we let this senior sister partner with senior brother Yin and be our host? What do you think?"
"Okay!" Several more voices echoed immediately.
Others laughed and said: "Shan Linggen is the future Jindan ancestor of my Yunxiao Sect. Tonight, I, Chang Kun, am so lucky to have two future ancestors as hosts for us!"
"Yes, yes! This is going to be spread, but it is a rare story! Haha!"
Yang Zhen was sitting with Zhao Yue'er. His space was complete with all kinds of utensils. At this time, the two of them were holding a refined jade goblet, clinking glasses with each other, enjoying themselves.
They didn't pay much attention to the calls of these people on the field, they just regarded it as watching a show.
However, as she listened, Yang Zhen's face darkened slightly. Her feelings were all just support!
You are actually plotting against the little girl!
Sure enough, someone finally made it clear:
"Senior Sister Zhao! Senior Sister Zhao Yue'er is Shan Linggen from the year of Yichou. Can we invite her to play?"
"Okay!" There were more people making noise this time, and many of them were just joining in the fun.
Some people even praised: "Senior Brother Yin is rich and elegant, and Senior Sister Zhao is unrivaled in beauty. The two of them are a match made in heaven!"
Yin Nanxing quickly held up his hands, looking like he didn't dare to take it seriously, but his face was already smiling.
Zhao Yueer was still confused at first, but now she understands everything.
"Little Shitou, do you think I should go or not?" she asked softly.
Yang Zhen turned to look at her. In the dark night, she saw her eyes as clear and bright as autumn water, and her smile was a bit charming.
This girl has grown up. She is teasing me! Yang Zhen is secretly amused.
"No!" he replied firmly.
Zhao Yueer smiled brightly and stood up immediately.
"Thank you for your support, brothers," she said with both hands, "but my little sister has always been lazy and can't do this kind of hosting. Please forgive me."
After saying that, he clasped his hands again and sat down on his own.
"Junior sister Zhao!" Yin Nanxing was angry in his heart, but his face was as bright as spring breeze: "We are all inner disciples, and most of the people here are our junior brothers and sisters. As a senior sister, you just come on stage and say a few words.
, and no one dares to say otherwise."
Zhao Yue'er turned a deaf ear and was too lazy to get up and respond to this hypocritical guy.
Yin Nanxing felt a little embarrassed. Standing on the court, he suddenly felt like a clown.
"Junior Sister Zhao!" He shouted loudly, with a ferocious look on his face: "You and I are both inner disciples of the Yunxiao Sect. I am older than you in age, and I am higher than you in cultivation. No matter how you say it, I am your senior brother——" p>
"Now senior brother orders you, come here!"
Zhao Yue'er stood up quickly, her expression equally ugly.
She also has a delicate temperament at heart. Ever since she was a child, no one has ever dared to scold her like this.
"You are older than me, I admit that. How about your cultivation level?" She took a deep breath and sneered: "My little sister, I would like to ask for advice. I wonder how many pounds you have when you have perfected your qi training?"<
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"You -" Yin Nanxing was furious, his shoulders shook, and his robe fell to the ground, revealing a smart outfit: "You little bitch doesn't know how high the sky is, and today my senior brother will teach you a lesson for the sect!"
In an instant, the atmosphere on the field became tense. Everyone stopped eating and looked at all this in surprise.
Two people from the Zhao family suddenly stood up, and one of them was Zhao Yuqi.
"Miss Yue'er," he stood in front of Zhao Yue'er, cupped his fists and said, "The tenth elder has ordered that we two are responsible for your safety in the secret realm. If a fight is needed, please let your subordinates fight."
"It's none of your business!" Zhao Yuer'er looked unhappy.
Yang Zhen was also very surprised. She didn't expect that Yin Nanxing could not afford to lose. The other party just declined politely and wanted to use his status as a senior brother to suppress him.
He stood up tall and had a serious expression on his face.
He reached out and patted the little girl's shoulder gently, and whispered: "Watch the show and leave him to me."
"No! I'll do it myself!" The little girl was still angry.
"I am your follower!" Yang Zhen smiled and comforted: "There is no way for the master to fight and the follower to watch the show."
Then he sent a message: "I am confident that I can defeat him within three moves."
The sound transmission between monks is a technique that can only be practiced after the spiritual consciousness is developed. Yang Zhen has not long mastered it.
"Yeah." The little girl responded.
She knows Yang Zhen's strength. This guy is very resistant to beatings. Even if he can't win, he won't lose for a while.
If this Yin Nanxing can't even deal with a fourth-level Qi practitioner for most of the day, how can he have the dignity to fight with her?
She was just angry that the other party bullied the small ones, and she was not sure of winning. After all, their cultivation level was much higher, and they were both disciples of the inner sect. If they really wanted to fight, she had little chance of winning.
Thinking of this, she stopped insisting and smiled sideways at Yang Zhen: "I listen to you."
Zhao Yuqi stared dumbfoundedly at the two of them. It was also a form of consolation, but the content was almost the same, but the effect was completely opposite?
However, Yang Zhen came forward, which still made him secretly relieved. He really didn't have the confidence to successfully compete with the sect's Qi training.
On the other hand, the young man in front of him, through these few days of cooperation, knew that the other party's true strength was only higher than him.
With this person on the scene, you will have greater confidence.
He took a step back and gave up his position to Yang Zhen.
When he gave in, the other companion was immediately confused. However, Zhao Yuqi was the dominant one between the two. Although he didn't understand, he didn't dare to cause trouble.
Zhao Yue'er's delay and the whispers between her and Yang Zhen were all seen by Yin Nanxing. This made him even more jealous and his eyes were splitting.
"Come out!" He pointed at Zhao Yue'er with a stern tone.
Yang Zhen snorted softly, stopped Zhao Yue'er behind her, and walked forward slowly.
"Senior Brother Yin," he laughed loudly as he walked forward: "My young lady said that you, an inner disciple in the qi training period, are not qualified to teach her. On the contrary, I am a mere outer disciple. What teachings does senior brother have?
Why don't you let your junior brother learn from you?"