In cultivating immortal families, if a child is born during the foundation-building period, a "foundation-building ceremony" will often be held to demonstrate the family's strength.
But in the sect, this is out of tune, and the foundation building period can be considered a small middle level at best.
The newly promoted Foundation Establishment only celebrated on a small scale, inviting friends from the same discipline and calling it a "Foundation Establishment Small Celebration".
Yunxia Dunguang carried the three of them through the clouds, approaching the hinterland of Jinyun Valley, and landed halfway up a mountain peak.
Lu Changan felt the pure and rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which was even better than that of Yuexin Island where the ancestor of the Mu family lived.
Zhao Siyao's foundation-building celebration was held in his cave.
The cave mansion covers an area of several acres, with the main hall having a ceiling height of five or six feet, and gardens, medicinal fields, purification pools, quiet rooms, etc. scattered throughout.
At this time, twenty or thirty monks gathered in the main hall, most of them from Jinyun Valley judging from their attire.
The moment he came in.
Li Ergou's face turned pale, beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he almost collapsed to the ground.
There are six or seven foundation-building monks in the cave alone!
Zhao Siyao personally welcomed the two of them, attracting the curious and probing eyes of many monks.
Those foundation-building monks, even if they don't deliberately spread their aura, can't bear the pressure of so many eyes on them during the Qi Refining Period.
Lu Changan deliberately breathed harder, showing a slight sense of tension and pressure.
Li Ergou was a little dumbfounded. There were so many masters in the foundation building stage who were rare to see in his life.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, Fellow Daoist Li, take a seat here. Don't be restrained, these are my fellow seniors and sisters."
Zhao Siyao spoke with a smile to relieve the pressure on the two of them.
"Junior sister Zhao, who are these two guests?"
A man in broad robes in the foundation building stage asked.
"Lu Changan, Li Erqing, and the monks from the Mu family in Feiyue Lake have known each other for many years. Siyao was able to build the foundation and received their help."
After listening to Zhao Siyao's introduction, the sect monks present immediately lost interest.
Some people had playful smiles on their lips.
Someone chuckled and said: "Junior Sister Zhao was promoted to Foundation Establishment and never forgot her old friends. She is so clean and honest, which is admirable."
Li Ergou was restless, and he felt very uncomfortable when he heard the words which were obviously compliments.
Those sect monks never showed any ridicule or ridicule.
Li Ergou felt inexplicably that he was being treated as a country bumpkin.
"It's delicious and delicious. This place doesn't belong to our world."
Lu Changan's voice came to his ears. The latter's face was dull, he took a sip of spiritual tea, and had no intention of dealing with anyone.
Li Ergou felt much relieved after hearing this.
For Zhao Siyao's foundation-building Xiaoqing, the monks who came to participate were at least inner disciples or masters in the foundation-building stage.
This kind of circle is not at the same level as ordinary family monks.
But as long as you don't try to squeeze into this circle, you don't have to walk on thin ice and be cautious.
Lu Changan listened to all directions and obtained some information from the conversations of the sect disciples.
In the cave, there is a plump female cultivator in a colorful skirt. She is in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. She has a very high status and is highly respected by other cultivators.
She is Zhao Siyao's senior sister, her specific name is unknown.
Everyone calls her "Senior Sister Qiao".
Next to Senior Sister Qiao, a fat male cultivator sat, squinting his small eyes and occasionally glancing at the elegant and cold Zhao Siyao, but not daring to look directly at the latter.
The fat white male cultivator is named "Jiao Lechi" and is at the ninth level of Qi refining. He is the grandson of Zhao Siyao's fake alchemy master, and he is also taken in by the sect.
When Lu Changan and Lu Changan first came in, Jiao Lechi seemed interested.
The fat-headed and big-eared Li Ergou was ignored by him.
Lu Changan had a good appearance and temperament, but the fat and fair male cultivator took a few more glances at him.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang is here too?"
A young man with a strong physique and slightly dark complexion walked into the cave, and many inner disciples greeted him politely.
Even at the foundation building stage, he nodded slightly.
The person who came was none other than Zhang Tieshan.
Two years ago, Lu Changan had a conversation with Lin Yi in front of his mausoleum.
Zhang Tieshan came over to celebrate, which surprised some monks. He and Zhao Siyao were not very familiar with him before.
"Zhang Daoyou."
Zhao Siyao stood up and returned the gift. In order to take care of Lu Changan and Li Ergou, he specially placed Zhang Tieshan next to them.
"Friend Lu Dao, I haven't seen you for two years, and your cultivation has improved again."
Zhang Tieshan smiled when he saw Lu Changan's stern face.
"Zhang Daoyou's false praise is just a fluke."
After saying hello, the two sat next to each other and started chatting.
Seeing this scene, some sect disciples looked surprised.
Zhang Tieshan is not an ordinary inner disciple. He is appreciated by the elders from the outer peak and now serves in the Law Enforcement Hall.
Zhang Tieshan hates evil as much as he hates his enemies, and is very powerful in actual combat. Many of the sect's most wanted criminals died at his hands.
"Brother Zhang, seems to be injured?"
Lu Changan noticed that Zhang Tieshan's magic aura was slightly disordered and his arms were a little stiff.
"A few days ago, I had a fight with a very notorious calamity cultivator. That man had a flying eagle spirit bird that could come and go at will. There was nothing he could do about it."
Zhang Tieshan did not hide anything and told the inside story.
"Flying Eagle Spirit Bird? Is it the Evil-Faced Flying Eagle?"
Lu Changan felt moved.
Back then, Mu Xiuyun almost died at the hands of the evil-faced flying eagle.
"That's him! This person's strength far exceeds the ordinary ninth level of Qi Refining. He is cunning and cunning, and is good at disguise. If he is allowed to successfully build the foundation, he will be a big disaster in the future."
Zhang Tieshan frowned, not hiding the killing intent in his eyes.
He added: "Two years ago, the evil cultivator who caused Brother Lin's death took refuge in the hands of the 'Evil Faced Flying Eagle'."
Lu Changan was moved. No wonder those evil cultivators were so audacious and dared to ambush and attack the sect disciples that they took refuge under the "Evil Faced Flying Eagle".
"I heard that Fellow Daoist Lu was the third in the Huanxin Stage that year?"
Zhang Tieshan asked curiously.
"That's right, but compared with Daoyou Zhang's first place, it's not worth mentioning."
Lu Changan secretly thought that if he had solved the mystery of the womb earlier, he would have been the first in the Fantasy Heart Stage.
Zhang Tieshan may not have the status he has today.
"I believe that Fellow Daoist Lu has pure magic power, a solid foundation, and a calm demeanor. Jinyun Valley has missed a good young man like you."
Zhang Tieshan sighed and gave Lu Changan a high look.
"Young Daoist Zhang, please don't flatter me and kill me."
Lu Changan's eyelids twitched slightly, Zhang Tieshan said such words, even though they were chatting in private, he was quite upright.
The implication is that the sect took a wrong look.
Zhang Tieshan knew that Lu Changan had a low-key personality and did not like to be in the limelight, so he smiled slightly and did not mention the topic again.
During the conversation, Lu Changan learned that Zhang Tieshan was a blacksmith and had good talent for refining weapons. He was actually a first-level high-grade weapon refining master who could refine mid-grade magic weapons.
This gave Lu Changan the idea of becoming friends with Zhang Tieshan.
On the way to Xiaoqing, Zhang Tieshan took out a jade pendant, received some message, and left.
Zhang Tieshan just left not long ago.
At his seat at the small table, a fat white monk at the ninth level of Qi Refining came, smiling and squinting his little eyes.
It is Jiao Lechi, the grandson of Zhenren Jiadan.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, you are Siyao's close friends, don't want to be left out. Mr. Jiao is not talented, so he entertains you on behalf of junior sister."
Jiao Lechi was old-fashioned, took out a wine bottle, and waved to the waitress to pour wine.
All three of them filled a glass of spiritual wine.
"Come! Let's have a drink together."
Jiao Lechi drank in a very rough way, so he just drank a glass of wine.
Lu Changan didn't worry about the other party being poisoned, he drank it all in one gulp. It was pure spiritual wine, of high value, but the alcohol was a bit strong.
Li Ergou had never drunk such a good wine before, and a blush appeared on his face.
"Today is junior sister Xiaoqing's day, please have a few more drinks."
Jiao Lechi enthusiastically persuaded him to drink, smiling all the time, his little eyes almost narrowed into slits.
Li Ergou doesn't drink well, and his cultivation level is only in the middle stage of Qi refining. After a few drinks, he can't stand it any longer.
Lu Changan's evergreen magic power can even dissolve poisons, even if he is just drunk.
But he also showed a bit of drunkenness.
"Fellow Daoist Li, how did you get to know Junior Sister Siyao in the first place?"
"Junior sister, you have contributed a lot to foundation building, right? Jiao is very curious..."
Jiao Lechi's calm and clichéd words were especially aimed at Li Ergou, who was a poor drinker.
Although Li Ergou was drunk, he was not stupid.
I just didn't dare to offend the second generation ancestor of the sect, so I gave an ambiguous response.
"Senior Brother Jiao! Fellow Daoist Li is not good at drinking. There is no need to drink anymore."
Zhao Siyao noticed this, stopped him and cast an apologetic look at Lu Changan.
Jiao Lechi smiled and left his seat.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, the sect does not allow outsiders to stay overnight. Let us say goodbye first."
After Li Ergou sobered up, Lu Changan stood up and said.
Zhao Siyao didn't try to persuade him to stay, and it was obvious that the two of them were incompatible here.
She also sighed, no wonder the monks of the sect were divided into different circles.
The foundation building period has its own circle, and it is difficult for ordinary disciples to integrate into it.
Ordinary monks outside can never even think of entering the circle of sect disciples.
If Lu Changan and her husband continue to lag behind in their cultivation, they will inevitably drift away from her as time goes by.
This is not entirely up to her own will.
…
At sunset, outside Jinyun Valley.
Lu Changan and the two left in a flying boat.
Along the way, Li Ergou seemed taciturn.
Lu Changan knew that this foundation building Xiaoqing had some impact on Li Ergou's mind.
In the family, Li Ergou has a high status and lives a very comfortable life.
This time when he came to the sect to participate in the foundation-building ceremony, almost no one looked at him.
Anyone can be killed with a snap of the finger.
The way those people looked at him was no different than a local dog.
"Let's go, big brother will take you to a place."
Lu Changan could see that after experiencing Lin Yi's death and establishing Xiaoqing, Li Ergou's mood fell into a low point.
He is about to leave the Mu family, which may have further impact on Ergou.