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Chapter 124-1 Hospitality

The man was extremely handsome, he looked to be in his thirties, with his eyebrows piercing the sky and a smile at the corner of his mouth, he looked like a dragon or a phoenix among men.

Zhuang Wuming's heart skipped a beat when he saw this man. The pressure this man put on him was really terrifying, definitely no less than a destruction-level master.

"This Taoist brother from Emei is very polite. I'm going to Pan Wusong, the leader of the Gu Sect."

Zhuang Wuming's face was solemn, and he returned the gift with his hands, "Master Pan, you are polite. I am Zhuang Wuming, a disciple of Emei Foreign Affairs Hall."

Pan Wuming nodded. He did not show any contempt because he heard that Zhuang Wuming was a disciple of the Foreign Affairs Hall. Instead, he became more serious.

Naturally, Zhuang Wuming didn't know that the entire Foreign Affairs Hall was Shushan's current external agency. It often fought on major battlefields and was a place where treasures were found.

That is the prestige that comes from fighting, the majesty that comes from killing.

The one who was not the number one killer with bloody hands, unparalleled terror, and the massacre of the clan.

When the Foreign Affairs Office came to visit him, even he was worried about Zhuang Wuming's purpose.

At the beginning, the Jiu Panpo family of the Chishen Cult in Southern Xinjiang was wiped out by the chief elder of the Emei Foreign Affairs Hall.

It even caused the demon sect's boss to take action, but he was forced to retreat by the chief elder of the Foreign Affairs Hall.

The name of Emei’s Killing Sword Immortal—Sikong Ming is well known all over the world.

Naturally, the tallow tree did not dare to show off in front of Zhuang Wuming, otherwise he would be caught and there would be no place to cry.

The tallow tree waved his hand and said, "Fellow Taoist Zhuang, please follow me up the mountain."

Zhuang Wuming smiled slightly and followed the tallow tree onto Wan Chong Mountain.

The ground of this mountain looks no different from ordinary soil, and even the vegetation and rocks are no different.

But only by looking deeply can you discover that all the objects here are composed of countless tiny worms.

A wave of life permeated this huge mountain, and Zhuang Wuming felt like he was stepping on a volcano that might explode at any time.

Soon they arrived at the top of the mountain, where there was a huge gray palace, filled with a faint light.

Zhuang Wuming could feel that this palace was still composed of countless Gu insects.

In front of the main hall, Zhuang Wuming looked thoughtfully at the plaque on the main hall.

Sanssouci Palace

There is an inscription on each of the pillars on both sides.

There is no worry in the sky and no worries on earth. In the worry-free palace, thousands of worries are relieved.

The poem is simple, but it reveals a sense of freedom.

When I came to the main hall, I saw at a glance that tables and tables of banquets had already been set up in the empty main hall.

The tallow tree was smiling all over his face, "Fellow Taoist Zhuang, the banquet is ready. Come and take a seat with me."

Zhuang Wuming cupped his hand and said, "Thank you, Chief Pan, for your hospitality."

The two of them walked into the hall and sat at the top, where two long tables had already been arranged.

His eyes swept across the main hall, and the arrangement of long tables looked similar to the ancient Central Plains layout.

The tallow tree seemed to notice Zhuang Wuming's doubts and smiled slightly, "Although I am a foreigner, I also admire the prosperity of the Central Plains Immortal Family."

"This palace is modeled after the Immortal Palace of the Jin Kingdom. What do you think, Brother Zhuang?"

Zhuang Wuming suddenly realized, "It's very good. In terms of architectural style, it is not much different from the Central Plains Immortal Palace."

At this time, some of the tallow tree tribesmen suddenly entered from outside. These people were all dressed in gorgeous clothes, which seemed to be the formal attire of their tribe.

After these people came in, they all saw the tallow trees and greeted Zhuang Wuming before settling in for the banquet.

The tallow tree narrowed his eyes, raised his glass and said to everyone, "Everyone, let us raise our glasses to welcome our distinguished guests, fellow Taoists of Emei Village."

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In unison, the dozen or so people in the hall who came to accompany him all stood up, looked at Zhuang Wuming, showed respect, and raised their wine glasses one after another.

The tallow tree raised its glass to Zhuang Wuming. Zhuang Wuming smiled calmly and raised his glass to greet him.

"Fellow Taoist Zhuang, drink this cup to the full."

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Clinking the glasses gently, everyone in the hall drank the wine in the glasses.

Zhuang Wuming had already checked the wine, and the properties showed it was a safe wine, otherwise he would not drink it.

After a glass of wine, the Chinese tallow tree put down his glass and clapped his hands.

A swarm of antique musical instruments sounded.

The exotic music was echoing, and a group of dancers walked into the hall and started dancing.

The dances of ethnic minorities are very beautiful, full of vitality and magical charm.

A dozen girls, no more than ten years old, dressed in ethnic costumes, showing their slender waists, danced gracefully, like a spiritual snake.

Bare feet on the ground, shining from time to time under the skirt, sparkling and cute.

There was even a faint wave that spread from their bodies and turned into a pink cloud of smoke, making them look fairy-like.

The leading girl among them is even more beautiful.

Her eyebrows are like water, her skin is like jade, and every smile has an indescribable charm.

Her long, hanging hair fluttered lightly during the dance, and an inexplicable feeling enveloped her.

The song ends with a graceful dance.

Applause rang out, and the leading girl led the crowd out. After a few trots, she sat down next to the tallow tree.

"Dad, Xiaoman dances beautifully."

The tallow tree stretched out her hand, touched Xiaoman's little head and said, "You dance well."

There was a happy look on Xiao Man's face, and he looked at Zhuang Wuming, full of curiosity.

Zhuang Wuming's eyes were indifferent, without any expression, and he just nodded slightly.

This girl is not as simple as she appears, he can feel the death energy in her body.

This is a dead person, not a living person, or in other words, except for a trace of life in the middle of her body, she should have been dead long ago.

Zhuang Wuming naturally had no interest in a dead person.

The drums, harps and sheng are played below, and the dance begins again.

The tallow tree smiled and said, "Come, fellow Taoist, try the specialty of our Spiritual Insect Department, the Cordyceps sinensis."

"This herb is a natural elixir. Just one bite can strengthen your body."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Wuming glanced across the table and saw a plate of dishes that looked like centipedes.

His eyes flashed.

Item: Cordyceps sinensis

Function: Purify the body and improve the body. If consumed for one month, all attributes can be increased by 0.1.

Zhuang Wuming saw the data and nodded, "It's indeed a good thing."

As he said that, he picked up one and ate it in one bite. The crisp texture tasted like an apple.

It turns into a ball of liquid at the entrance and flows into the throat, giving a sensation of salivation in the mouth and tongue.

Xiaoman on the side watched Zhuang Wuming eat the cordyceps with a smile in his eyes.

"Wow, this is the first time I see you Central Plains people eating Cordyceps sinensis with no expression on your face."

"It's nothing, it tastes good."

Xiaoman wrinkled his nose when he heard this, "But many people in the Central Plains don't dare to eat Cordyceps sinensis after seeing its appearance."

"Because their bones are bound by natural cognition," Zhuang Wuming said calmly.

"And I will not be bound by any natural laws, everything flows according to my heart."

He said something profound, but Xiaoman couldn't understand it at all and didn't reply. He just sat next to the tallow tree and ate happily.

Pan Wu Ming and Zhuang Wuming began to talk about the world and all kinds of strange things.


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