Chapter 368 Fellow Practitioners Association (Part 1)
At night, the lotus platform.
Liantai, named after Lotus, is the most famous restaurant in Liancheng.
The building is seven stories high and stands in the lotus pond next to the Nanyu Palace. Its top floor is in the shape of a lotus. From a distance, it looks like a proud and unique white lotus on a vast expanse of blue water.
When it gets dark, the colored lanterns hanging under the eaves of the lotus terrace light up one after another.
It looks beautiful from a distance!
In addition to its unique shape, Liantai's immortal delicacies are well-known in the southern region and were once praised by a Nascent Immortal.
It's just that it's not cheap to spend a meal in the lotus terrace, and with a spiritual stone in your pocket but no background power, you can't book a private room at all, and you don't even have the right to sit in the lobby.
Although Wang Chen has not been in Liancheng for a long time, he has heard of the name of Liantai.
Tonight, he came to attend the gathering of newly promoted Xihaizong disciples in the Southern Region.
After showing the invitation letter to the waiter guarding the door, Wang Chen was led by a beautiful maid into the splendid restaurant lobby, and then took the elevator to the fifth floor.
The ladder to heaven is a fairyland-like elevator that relies on magic circles to drive it up and down.
The maid took Wang Chen to a large luxurious box on the fifth floor. There were four wine tables inside, and forty or fifty monks were already sitting there, enjoying Ji Nu's singing and dancing performance.
Immortal music is floating in the air, fragrant mist is curling up, and it is an extraordinary feast scene.
Wang Chen swept his consciousness and suddenly discovered that except for the maid and singer, almost all the monks present were from the Purple Mansion!
And basically they are all young.
He even saw a young girl with a second-level cultivation in Zi Mansion and a double bun!
evildoer!
Wang Chen relied on the Immortal Cultivation Panel to cheat all the way, and he opened a mansion in his early twenties. His level of advancement was undoubtedly extremely fast.
But compared to these talented people, it’s really nothing!
"Master Wang has arrived."
When entering the private room, the maid who led the way announced to everyone.
A pair of scrutinizing eyes instantly focused on Wang Chen, making him feel like he was being pricked with needles.
Wang Chen saluted calmly and said: "I came to Wang Chen as a junior student and have met all the senior brothers and sisters!"
The name of the newly promoted Xihaizong disciples' association in the Southern Territory has been clearly stated. It is an association for new disciples. He saw that there were many people present on the second and third floors of Zi Mansion, so he behaved in a low-key and humble manner.
"Hahaha!"
At this time, a young man wearing a brocade robe came forward and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Wang, there is no need to be polite, we are all from the same sect."
This man is rich, handsome, and has an extraordinary bearing. He is at the third level of Zifu.
He introduced himself: "Liancheng Yang Kaifeng, may I ask where my junior brother is from?"
Wang Chen was a little strange. The other party could send him a flying sword message, but he didn't know his origin?
He answered calmly: "I'm from Wancheng."
"Wancheng?"
Yang Kaifeng was stunned for a moment: "Where is Wancheng?"
Wang Chen said calmly: "North of Yulong Mountain."
"Well…"
The smile on Yang Kaifeng's face faded a bit: "That place is very far away."
Before he finished speaking, someone laughed.
The place is far away is just a polite way of saying it by Yang Kaifeng. To put it bluntly, it means a remote and remote place.
None of the monks present were simple, and they immediately understood that Wang Chen had no background, and he probably became an inner disciple of the Xihai Sect through some bad luck.
Yang Kaifeng was quite deep in the city and kept smiling: "Junior brother, please sit here."
Wang Chen felt that his smile was a bit fake and realized that he might have come to the wrong place tonight.
But after you have come, if you turn around and leave now, you will offend a lot of people.
Nothing necessary.
"Thank you, senior brother."
Wang Chen sat down at the wine table designated by Yang Kaifeng.
There are the fewest people sitting at this wine table, only seven people including him, and everyone keeps a certain distance from each other.
The atmosphere at the banquet was far less lively and lively than the other three wine tables!
Wang Chen nodded politely to the monks at the same table, then took up the spiritual tea that the maid had just poured and tasted it slowly.
He soon discovered that in this box, a wine table was a circle.
The core circle is the table where Yang Kaifeng sits. The ten monks sitting at the same table with him are all handsome, and their temperament and demeanor can be seen as coming from a famous family, with a touch of arrogance between their brows.
And the topics they talked about were also very high-level, and Wang Chen couldn't understand some of the terms they used!
The other two tables have the largest number of people and are basically full. Compared with Yang Kaifeng's table, the level is lower.
And many people looked at Yang Kaifeng and others frequently.
As for Wang Chen’s table...
Everyone is like a lonely ghost!
Birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together. It is normal for such a situation to occur.
Wang Chen estimated that the people at the same table were in a similar situation to him, maybe a little stronger than him, but only to a limited extent, and were vaguely ostracized by the circle with Yang Kaifeng as the core.
These monks all seemed a little aloof and unsociable. They didn't like to talk and had little communication with each other.
In comparison, as the initiator of this fellow practitioners banquet, Yang Kaifeng looked particularly dazzling.
He talked and laughed freely and freely, and often had witty remarks. He never neglected any of his classmates. He was a good dancer.
The top Sheniu monk!
After Wang Chen, five or six more monks came one after another.
Before the time has come, everyone has arrived.
Yang Kaifeng picked up the wine glass and stood up and said: "All of you fellow disciples, it is fate that we meet each other, let us drink this glass to the full!"
"Drink victory!"
Everyone raised their glasses together, and the atmosphere in the box reached its peak.
Yang Kaifeng drank it all in one gulp and clapped his hands: "Let's have dinner!"
Accompanied by the melodious fairy music, beautiful maids filed in one after another, presenting delicacies with delicious food, which made people salivate just looking at them.
Not wanting to eat anything, Wang Chen picked up the ivory chopsticks and picked up a piece of fish meat spread on the ice.
The jade-white fish fillet is as thin as a cicada's wing, melting in your mouth with incomparable deliciousness, and a cold and pure aura goes straight into your belly.
Liantai Xianshan is indeed well-deserved!
Wang Chen couldn't help but twitch his fingers, and immediately began to enjoy the food.
He had no interest in licking his face and forcing himself into Yang Kaifeng's circle, but he was very interested in these fairy meals and had to taste every delicacy carefully.
It comforted my stomach and my hard work tonight was worth it.
But what Wang Chen didn't expect was that he was huddled in the corner enjoying himself, planning to wipe his mouth and leave after a full meal.
As a result, someone happened to be targeting him.
"Are you Wang Chen?"
An arrogant young monk came to Wang Chen and sneered: "A few days ago, you were the one who showed great authority in Lichun Courtyard, right?"
His voice reached everyone's ears clearly, and the lively atmosphere at the scene suddenly stopped.
The eyes of dozens of monks were once again focused on Wang Chen!