Zhifeizhai is not big, so even if the cave method is used, large-scale celebrations cannot be held here.
But for a family banquet, such a small space is more than enough. Everyone sits in the courtyard, blowing the grass-scented wind of late spring and early summer, drinking sweet wine brewed from the sacred spring of Tianshu World, talking and laughing.
, very happy.
In order to celebrate his master's birthday, Lin Xiao used all the skills he had practiced hard for several years. He was busy in the kitchen, with knives, spatulas, pots and spoons flying up and down, and delicate dishes were brought up like running water with clever techniques and movements.
Swift, but without any impatience in his figure, with a slow and slow rhythm, almost like a dance.
"Martial Nephew Lin's cultivation has not improved much in the past few years, but his cooking skills have improved greatly." Tao Tuo, who had just failed to try to refine the Gang not long ago, was not affected by the slight setback at all. He had already thrown four or five quilts in front of him.
He chewed the pig's feet until only the bones were left, and continued to attack the next one.
He was probably the most talkative person in the room. He chatted while eating, and he could chat and eat the food without delay. Although it was not as good as Du Ruo's unimaginable "talking with a mouth full" skill, it was still a pretty good skill - I'm afraid other people
When it comes to refining the Gang Feixian, even the ordinary Master Ning Yuan cannot do such a thing.
But the pottery was not strong enough, and the jug in front of him had only been consumed less than a third of the time. In contrast, the taciturn Xie Minghuan was the real "god of wine" - there were already three empty jugs around him.
The wine pots Wu Jie prepared for his guests were very unique. There were four kinds in total. One pot of the first kind was worth one pot, one pot of the second kind was worth five pots, and one pot of the third kind was worth thirty pots.
One pot of four kinds can be worth several large wine jars that are taller than a person.
The one who can drink one pot has an average capacity for drinking; the one who can drink two pots is already considered to have an extraordinary capacity for alcohol; the one who can drink three pots is enough to dominate the wine country on earth and make the world's drunkards awe... But look.
Xie Minghuan's attitude is that after drinking the fourth pot, he may need to drink more.
"Brother Xie, you are really a god of wine." The scattered people from all over the world around him praised sincerely, "You are unfathomable and unfathomable."
The Sanren of the Four Seas is Hai Dongjian. When he refined Gang Qi last year, he officially declared a monk and took the Taoist name Si Hai. Although in theory, he can be called a real person by practicing the Gang Qi Feixian, but in Qingyang Mountain where there are so many masters, he is embarrassed
Being so shameless, he followed the practices of many predecessors and called himself Sanren.
For more than a year, he has traveled all over the land of Kyushu, and his name as Sanren from all over the world has been known to many people.
However, Hai Dongjian was very convinced of Xie Minghuan, not because of his cultivation, but because of Xie Minghuan's deep temperament that he had developed after years of exposure to swords and swords.
He is like a magic weapon in a scabbard. Although the sharpness is not obvious, there is a chill that can be clearly felt even through the scabbard. Qingyang Mountain is mostly composed of pure cultivators, and there are very few people.
To have such a temperament.
Xie Minghuan nodded and continued drinking.
In recent years, he has become more and more taciturn. It's not because of any shock or physical discomfort, but he found that there are fewer and fewer situations where it is worth speaking.
For example, at today's birthday banquet, apart from saying something when he toasted to the birthday girl at the beginning, he has remained silent until now.
There was a faint sense of alienation constantly exuding from him, making everyone around him feel a little cold. This coldness did not come from hostility or malice, but was just a reflection of his state of mind in reality.
The power of Master Ning Yuan is so powerful. The coldness of his mind will naturally manifest itself as the coldness of his temperament.
Of course, this is also the reason why Minghuan's cultivation has not been completely stable until now. His talent is not very good, and the time to enter Taoism is a bit too late. The reason why he can enter the realm of refining is because of the opportunities he got during his travels.
, the foundation is not solid. Under such circumstances, he relied on the skills passed down by his ancestors to condense the true essence - to be honest, it felt a bit too hasty.
The way of heaven is easy to repay, but it is hard to take advantage of it. Xie Mingyuan skipped at least three hundred years of cultivation in one breath, so of course he had to pay some price.
He has been cultivating in the mountains for more than twenty years, but he still has not been able to completely stabilize his realm. According to the estimation of the elders in the sect, it will take more than twenty years before he can truly stabilize his realm of cultivation.
, to become a real and uncompromising Ning Yuan Zhenren.
There is no time in the mountains. Thirty-four years have passed since he received the teaching, plus more than twenty years... more than fifty years have passed by unknowingly. A generation in the world has grown old, sick and died, but for him
It is said that it is just a breakthrough in cultivation.
Seeing Xie Minghuan's figure, Wu Jie couldn't help but think of Li Yan. The two of them had a good friendship and used to drink together. But Li Yan is no longer alive, and even the traces of his practice at Qingyang Temple have disappeared.
——Just like Senior Ji back then, like an evening breeze in spring, leaving no trace.
Tao Tu came to Wu Jie specifically for this purpose and asked if the memory of the battle to patch the sky was just an illusion. Obviously no one remembered Li Yan, but he clearly remembered this senior brother and remembered that this senior brother was there
Every bit in the mountain gate, I remember the heroic figure who was covered in blood to protect them on the East China Sea Immortal Mountain, and I remember the bright light that turned into a holy fire and rushed towards the sky in the Holy Imperial City...
This feeling of separation between memory and reality almost drove him crazy. If Wu Jie had not been able to prove it for him, he would have become obsessed with it and would have been seriously injured even if he died.
Fortunately, Tao Tu is not the only one in the world who remembers Li Yan, there is at least Wu Jie. With Wu Jie's persuasion, Tao Tu was able to feel relieved - and because of this, he finally broke through the last layer of mental barriers to the Taoist realm and was able to start trying.
Gather and refine Qi.
The method of refining the Gang of Qingmu Immortality Technique is quite unique. It requires cultivating human spiritual trees in the netherworld to obtain the little bit of spiritual light that combines Yin and Yang, so that the two qi can be ignited and turned into Gang wind.
Tao Tuo had already prepared the seeds of spiritual trees that could be planted in the Netherworld, and he started trying here. He was lucky, and he planted several plants at once. Anyway, he only needed one plant every time he attacked the refining power, so he
Yu Jian immediately gave it a try.
Of course, he failed.
The Qingmu Immortality Technique was originally a slow-moving skill. Being able to refine Gang Qi within one hundred and fifty years is considered a promising progress. The clay cultivation has not even lasted a hundred years, and the accumulation of cultivation is far from enough.
, it is unrealistic to want to refine Gang Qi at this time.
However, as the saying goes, "Failure is the mother of success." If he started to gather Gang Qi so early, he would definitely be able to refine it earlier than others. Wu Jie estimated that it would take about ten years, no more than twenty years at most.
In just a short amount of time, he will be able to successfully practice Gang and become a flying immortal.
Tao Tu is slightly older than Wu Jie. In another twenty years, he will only be over 120 years old. Success in practicing Gang at this age is a very gratifying achievement. Compared with casual cultivators, he can be regarded as a teenager.
Talented
Among the twenty-seventh generation disciples of Qingyang Temple, Wu Jie is no longer the record holder for the fastest refining speed. Just when he was planning a trap to kill the Sky-Eyed Old Man in the man-made ruins in the mountains southeast of Qingyang Temple, Hess
Ta Gang's refining was successful - it only took this little guy fourteen years from the beginning of practice to becoming the Gang Refining Feixian, breaking Wu Jie's fifteen-year refining record.
Moreover, Hestad did not stop there and was still working hard to cultivate. His cultivation was improving so fast that it was simply jaw-dropping.
In less than ten years, he has already reached the middle stage of refining the power. According to the estimates of the elders in the sect, he will be able to condense the true essence in about fifteen to twenty years... From entering the Tao to condensing the essence, it will not exceed
forty-five years
This speed is really driving people crazy. Wu Jie condensed his true essence at the age of sixty-seven and is already a staggering super genius. However, Hestad was only thirteen years old when he started. In other words, he condensed his true essence.
Most likely he was less than sixty years old at that time
Master Ning Yuan, who is less than sixty years old...Wu Jie can imagine how many people will be so frightened that their jaws will drop.
Hestad's character is still very shy. He sits alone in a corner with no friends around him. This is not because he is not popular, but because people who are not familiar with him are too embarrassed to sit next to him and talk to him.
People who are familiar with him will immediately stay away from him as soon as they see him holding a wine glass.
For example, take Bai Youcai, the martial artist who was born as a casual cultivator, and Hestad had a good relationship, but whenever he saw Hestad appearing with wine, he would immediately run away like a frightened rabbit and never get close.
This guy might go crazy with alcohol.
In the conscience of heaven and earth, in recent years, Hestad has rarely gone crazy with alcohol.
...It's just that when he was drunk and crazy, his power was indeed getting stronger and stronger...
Last time he followed Ao Qi to travel to the human world, and was trapped by a group of evil sect members. At the critical moment, Ao Qi gritted his teeth and made this senior brother who was much younger than himself drunk.
Ao Qi's face turned blue every time he mentioned what happened next, and he was filled with palpitations and fear. He once said more than once: "If I had known this would happen, I might as well have taken Brother He and used the teleportation talisman to escape.
Full of curiosity, Tao Tu once visited the ruins of the battle. When he came back, his face turned pale, he shook his head and sighed.
"Drunk Junior Brother He is simply a ferocious beast in human form."
"Actually, you really underestimated him. What kind of ferocious beast is he? He is basically the king of demons." Of course, Wu Jie could only mutter this in his heart and would never say it out loud.
Ao Qi and Bai Youcai were sitting in the other corner drinking, with a few friends beside them. They were all kind-hearted people who loved making friends, so they had many friends. The group was lively and happy.
Wu Jie sat at the same table with his closest classmates, but most of the time he did not sit down. Instead, he walked around the table, chatting, laughing, and drinking with his friends.
Seeing that after three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, he looked at the sky, took a deep breath, and finally made up his mind. He was ready to put into action the long-planned matter.
When he walked to the small platform facing all the guests and friends, he coughed twice and cleared his throat, which made all the guests and friends stop and look at him curiously.
"My colleagues and friends, thank you all for coming to my birthday banquet." A very tacky beginning.
But the next words are not tacky at all: "Today is a good day, and I plan to take advantage of this good day to accomplish a big thing."
The eyes of everyone in the audience suddenly shone, wanting to know what the "big event" Wu Jie mentioned was going on.
Wu Jie took another deep breath - what he was going to say next was so shocking that even he couldn't help but feel the heavy pressure.
"As for me, I have already been in love with a good girl for a long time. So... I plan to take advantage of today to come to meet her bride."
Everyone was immediately surprised, and then cheered.
While cheering, more than one person laughed loudly and asked the girl what her name was and where she was from? There were even more meddlesome people clamoring for everyone to accompany Wu Jie to the wedding, and it was a lively and exciting time.
Well...that's roughly what it means.
Wu Jie smiled, took a deep breath for the third time, and then said word by word: "Her name is Yin Shuang, and she lives at Tianwaitian Bloody Cloud Peak."
The noise in the whole place suddenly stopped. Everyone seemed to have been immobilized and stayed there motionless. Many wine glasses were dropped on the table and on the floor.
Countless pairs of eyes looked at Wu Jie with their eyes widened. Even though he had a good heart, he couldn't help but feel a sense of forlornness.
"Senior... senior brother, are you telling a joke?" Tao Tu, who has the best relationship with him, couldn't help but ask, "That girl... lives in Tianwaitian?"
"It's not a joke." Wu Jie smiled calmly, "She is the head disciple of the Blood Demon Sect. She also participated in the war when the three religions performed magic. Many people must still remember it, right?"
"That woman with white hair and red eyes" Yi Ti, who had participated in that battle, suddenly remembered it and exclaimed, "Her sword skills are really powerful."
"How could we not know about Yin Xuetong, the divine sword of the Blood Demon Sect?" Su Lin sighed, "Fellow Daoist Wu, I never expected that the person you like is actually her... You have had a hard time hiding it from us all these years."
"This fact is a bit unbelievable, and I don't dare to say it casually..." Wu Jie smiled bitterly.
Changsun Wu laughed twice: "No wonder you didn't invite Master Zhenren and the others... It seems you had a premeditated plan?"
"Yes, if the master and the others were here, I really wouldn't dare to say this in public."
"... Zhifei Zhenren is indeed capable of things that others cannot." Yu Xuanzi sighed, "But what are you going to do? Do you really want to go to Tianwaitian to welcome your bride?"
Wu Jie nodded: "I will leave for Tianwaitian immediately. Please help me bear witness."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked again - Wu Jie really wanted to go to Tianwaitian to welcome his bride? Wouldn't that be like a meat bun beating a dog, and there would be no return after he left?
"Elder brother, think twice."
"Fellow Daoist Wu... you can make an appointment with her to meet outside..."
"Yes, the worst case scenario is that we can elope. As for going to Tianwaitian to die?"
There was a lot of talk for a while, and everyone was talking about it, but no one agreed with Wu Jie's plan.
Are you kidding me? Wu Jie is the future leader of Qingyang Guan. As the most popular young master in the world of righteousness in Kyushu, he is definitely someone the Demon Sect wants to kill.
Not to mention that he had fought many times with people from the Demon Sect, and countless masters of the Demon Sect died under the divine fire. He sent them to the door himself... The seven sects of the Demon Sect might be able to join forces to surround and kill him.
"Since I dare to go, of course I have some confidence." Wu Jie waited for the noise to subside a little before he said loudly, "Besides, I'm not going to go to the wedding hall, I'm just going to pick up the bride... Everyone...
The problem is too serious."
"I have long heard that falling in love can reduce people's intelligence, but I didn't expect it to be reduced to this level...
"Eldest Brother, your brain has been damaged."
"Yes, Fellow Daoist Wu, let's forget about such a crazy thing."
Everyone still objected, but Wu Jie made up his mind. He smiled and raised his fists to everyone, then turned into a streak of fire and flew towards the northeast sky.
When they saw that he actually left for Tianwaitian, all the guests were stunned.
They looked at me and I looked at you. I don’t know who started it first. They all jumped up, rode on the clouds, and flew away after the fire.
In a moment, there were only a few monks left in the lively birthday banquet venue just now.
"Oh, if I had known that if I had worked harder during my training and developed the Gang Qi that I could soar into the clouds, I would have been able to watch the fun this time - no, I could have gone to help." Tao Tu sat down slumped, shaking his wine glass, with a look of regret on his face.
color.
"Actually, it's not impossible for you to go." Du Ruo, who had been sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, concentrating on drinking no matter how noisy it was, put down his cup and looked at the group of expectant monks.
"Eh? Sister Du, are you going to take us there?" Tao Tu suddenly became happy, "With Jindan Zhenren like you leading the team, it will definitely be no problem."
Du Ruo smiled, raised her hand and released a blue-grey cloud that looked like ancient tiles - this was a magic weapon she had specially refined for today, and even Wu Jie didn't know about it.
"What are you still staring at? Anyone who is interested in joining in the fun can come along."
There are basically no cowards who can establish friendship with Wu Jie. Moreover, everyone has drunk some wine at this moment, and their courage doubled due to the drunkenness, so each of the monks who entered Taoism hurriedly took advantage of it, regardless of their shallow cultivation and low magic power.
I missed the cloud-like magic weapon, fearing to fall behind and miss this unprecedented wedding.
When everyone climbed onto the cloud, Du Ruo laughed loudly, raised her hand, and put away all the wine bottles on the table: "Let's drink slowly on our way."
As he said that, the blue-gray cloud slowly rose up, flew to a high altitude and then suddenly accelerated, flying towards the northeast sky like lightning.
The gateway to Tianwai Tian from the Kyushu world is in the northeastern sky. The specific location is actually not a secret to the various factions in Kyushu.
After a while, the originally crowded birthday banquet was empty, with only the still warm incense wind blowing by, still carrying the comfortable fragrance of flowers.
Outside Anfeng City, people who had finished the feast had formed a mighty procession and headed to the cemetery.
But they don't know that the person they want to pay homage to, the person they are praying for, is also launching an almost crazy struggle for their own happiness...
