The Zhou family is worthy of being a royal family with tens of thousands of years of history. The level of food and wine is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people.
The dishes are all made with third-level monsters and spiritual plants, and the wine is even more extraordinary. The raw materials are all top-grade third-level ones, and they have been stored in cellars for hundreds of years.
Although the spiritual peach dew that Wang Daoyuan usually drinks has a good effect on restoring spiritual power, the raw materials are only second-level, mainly because the cellaring time is long enough.
During the banquet, Zhou Jingyuan frequently toasted to all the guests.
Zhou Jingyan's appearance is of heavenly beauty. He danced a colorful and feathery dance before, and the male monks present were a little distraught.
The Zhou family is similar to ordinary immortal cultivating families, and distant relatives of the same clan can also intermarry.
Therefore, the princes of Wei, Zheng and other countries also frequently talked to Zhou Jingyan.
Wang Daoyuan was still wondering what the relationship between the Zhou family and Huaxia in his previous life was, and he didn't even look at Zhou Jingyan.
The banquet was over and everyone was satiated.
Princes and princesses from various countries naturally have special residences.
Wang Daoyuan and other family monks and casual cultivators temporarily stayed in Qianlong Pavilion.
After everyone dispersed, only brother and sister Zhou Jingyuan were left in the hall.
Zhou Jingyuan asked Zhou Jingyan: "Today's guests are mostly heroes of similar age, can my sister still like them?"
Zhou Jingyan said disdainfully: "In terms of talent, these people may be the best among men.
But when it comes to magnanimity, any member of the main line of our Zhou family is stronger than that group of people.
Even the princes of Wei, Zheng and other countries are like disciples."
Zhou Jingyuan smiled and said: "What do you think of Wang Daoyuan? He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.
When my sister was dancing, he just glanced at her and didn't look at her again."
Zhou Jingyan looked angry: "Humph, you can't even look at me. There must be something wrong with your eyes."
Zhou Jingyuan was amused by her: "Look at you, you say you are a coward and have no grace.
Without looking at you, you said there was something wrong with your eyes.
In front of you, I'm afraid there is no good man in the world.
In my opinion, this fellow Daoist Wang does not have a problem with his eyes, but is a decent man who is not moved by beauty."
If Wang Daoyuan heard this, he would definitely say, Brother Zhou understands me.
Wang Daoyuan followed the waiter to a small courtyard behind Qianlong Pavilion.
This is the guest room of Qianlong Pavilion and his residence.
Behind the small courtyard is the intersection of Qianlong River and Wanchuan River, which can be regarded as a river-view room.
After Wang Daoyuan settled down, he was not idle, and his consciousness was always observing the situation in the river.
Not long after he moved into the courtyard, Zhou Jingyuan came to visit, and Wang Daoyuan naturally treated him with courtesy.
After the two of them came to the house and sat down, Wang Daoyuan cupped his hands and said, "I wonder if His Royal Highness has anything important to do?"
Zhou Jingyuan smiled and said: "It's nothing important. There are many people at the banquet, and it is not convenient for Zhou to talk to fellow Taoists.
I saw fellow Taoist frowning frequently at the banquet. I wonder what dissatisfaction there is?"
Wang Daoyuan waved his hands repeatedly and said: "That's not true, I just thought that I had seen this dance music in some ancient book, and I couldn't remember it at the moment.
May I ask His Highness the Crown Prince, is this dance music called the Dance of Colorful Clothes and Feather Clothes?"
Zhou Jingyuan was stunned for a moment, then replied: "You Taoist friend is really well-informed. This is indeed a dance of colorful clothes and feathers, and it is a piece of music passed down from ancient times.
I, the State of Zhou, love ritual music and have collected many ancient pieces of music."
Wang Daoyuan thought in his mind that this colorful and feathery dress dance was a thing of the Tang Dynasty, and it was only more than a thousand years ago when Wang Daoyuan traveled here.
To immortal cultivators, more than a thousand years is not even ancient, let alone ancient.
Even the Zhou family, a royal family with tens of thousands of years of history, is said to have been passed down from ancient times, so this dance music has been circulated in the Beiyuan Immortal World for at least tens of thousands of years.
It is even harder to figure out the relationship between this world and the world in the previous life.
It was not convenient for him to ask directly about this matter, so he changed the subject and said: "At this banquet, the Princess of Song Dynasty was a little hostile to me. I wonder why?"
Zhou Jingyuan smiled and said: "This has nothing to do with me. This Song Yi is Song Yan's biological sister and the niece of the sixth prince of the Zhao Kingdom.
You scolded your uncle and hit your cousin, do you still expect her to greet you with a smile?
Song Yi also worshiped at Fengxue Shrine, and was from the same sect as Zhao Qingshuang.
You defeated Zhao Qingshuang, and many people in the Snow Wind Palace were unconvinced.
This Song Yi might even cause trouble for you, so you have to be careful."
Wang Daoyuan smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. I have been traveling in the Southern Wilderness for decades and often dealt with demon cultivators. I have seen a lot of dangerous things. The discussion is just a trivial matter."
The two talked for a while, then Zhou Jingyuan stood up and left.
For a monk, half a month is just a period of meditating and practicing, and soon the day of the spiritual energy tide arrives.
Before dawn, Wang Daoyuan noticed that the concentration of spiritual energy in this place was slowly rising.
There is a third-order high-grade spiritual vein in Qianlongfang City, but at this time, the concentration of spiritual energy has risen to the level of a fourth-order low-grade spiritual vein.
Moreover, the concentration of spiritual energy is still rising.
Soon, the sun rises.
The rising trend of spiritual energy concentration has not been curbed, but is rising faster.
A waiter shouted outside the courtyard door: "Senior Wang, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince invites you."
After Wang Daoyuan cleaned up, he walked out of the courtyard and followed the waiter to the top of the third floor of Qianlong Pavilion.
There is an open-air platform here with tables, chairs and other items. At this time, more than ten people have arrived.
After half a cup of tea, everyone at the banquet had arrived.
More than thirty waiters served tea to everyone, and Zhou Jingyuan said with a smile: "This is the tide of spiritual energy that occurs every sixty years at the Qianlong River Estuary.
Before noon, the concentration of spiritual energy here will continue to rise.
This spiritual energy tide has existed since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty by my ancestors, but it has become weaker each time.
Since more than 900 years ago, the tides have not continued to weaken.
According to the records of previous years, the concentration of spiritual energy will rise to the level of fourth-order mid-grade spiritual veins.
However, the recent spiritual energy tides have become stronger and stronger. The last spiritual energy tide reached the level of fourth-order high-grade spiritual veins.
When the spiritual energy concentration reaches its peak, aquatic monsters gather here, taking this opportunity to improve their realm.
Every time there is a tide of spiritual energy, a dragon species will appear here.
At noon, that’s when all the fellow Taoists show off their power.”
After hearing this, Wang Daoyuan suddenly remembered that his master once said that since the Beiyuan Immortal Realm was isolated from the Great Immortal Realm, the concentration of spiritual energy has been continuously declining.
Wang Daoyuan naturally knew that this was the reason why the spiritual veins of the master of the Great Immortal Realm of Tianzhan Mountain Range were severed.
More than 900 years ago, the concentration of spiritual energy in the Beiyuan Immortal Realm no longer declined.
The Qianlong River spiritual energy tide continued to weaken before, and it no longer weakened more than 900 years ago.
In this way, there is probably some connection between the spiritual energy tide in the Qianlong River and the spiritual energy concentration in the entire Beiyuan Immortal World.
Now that the spiritual energy tide in the Qianlong River is gradually increasing, the concentration of spiritual energy in the Beiyuan Immortal Realm may also be slowly rising.
He is still just a monk from the Zi Mansion, and has no intuitive feeling for the subtle changes in the aura of the entire world of immortality.
If the spiritual energy concentration is really changing and a Nascent Soul cultivator can appear, that would be great.
Then he can cultivate the immortal world in Beiyuan, cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, and then go to the Seven Star Sea.
The higher your cultivation level, the more secure you will be when going to sea.
At this time, the concentration of spiritual energy in the Qianlong River Estuary has reached the fourth-level mid-grade level.
It is still the end of Chenshi, and there is still an hour and a half before noon.
If this trend continues, the spiritual energy concentration at noon should be more than the fourth-level top grade.
Everyone was having tea and discussing Taoism on this open-air platform, and taking a look at the river view.
An hour has passed, and the spiritual energy concentration has reached the fourth level.
Zhou Jingyuan smiled and said: "It seems that this spiritual energy tide, the spiritual energy concentration is higher than last time.
Last time it was at 2:00 noon, the spiritual energy concentration reached the fourth level of high quality, this time it was a quarter of an hour earlier."
The concentration of spiritual energy was still rising. Half an hour passed quickly, and the concentration of spiritual energy reached the highest level of the fourth level.
The concentration of spiritual energy at this time has almost caught up with the concentration of spiritual energy at the bottom of Baoding Valley.
The spiritual energy there was forced out by the spirit-binding formation, and was very close to the fifth level.
If this trend continues, in a few hundred years, the tide of spiritual energy in this place may lead to the emergence of fifth-level spiritual energy.