In the afternoon, in the hall, the things used in the small banquet had just been replaced, and the servants of the Chu family began to arrange for the evening banquet again.

At 10 p.m., the real feast of the birthday feast will begin.

In the Chu family's mansion, there were jubilant red ribbons everywhere, and the guests and servants were intertwined, and everyone's faces were smiling.

Jin Wuxi sinks, the whole Chu city is lit up, every household hangs the colorful gilt Qingyu lantern, from the main house to Chu City looking down into the distance, the whole big city is full of lights, like a fiery ocean.

The main hall of the Chu family was full of people, and the spirit wine and delicacies were made into the most exquisite appearance and placed on the elegant table.

The guests were placed in the right places by the hosts, and everyone found themselves so close to the people they wanted to greet and so far away from the people they didn't want to talk to.

The young juniors gathered together, and bursts of energetic laughter were heard from time to time.

The heads of the big family are in groups of three or five, shuttling between the banquets from time to time, chatting with the powerful of the family, and the heads of the family who are rare to see on weekdays are gentle and amiable at the moment, and occasionally a few words of praise can make them more excited than breaking through the cultivation.

Even the great powers of the Yuan Infant who spend their days in retreat and penance are hard not to be moved by such an atmosphere.

Such a large-scale feast has brought together almost all the top monks and top forces in the world, as if it has not been so lively for thousands of years.

Song Zhaoting stood beside the ancestor of the Song family, and saluted the Yuanying monk in front of him very respectfully, "Song Zhaoting has seen Elder Qiu!"

Qiu Shihai had a middle-aged face, and he gave him a hand, "Okay, okay, get up, it's a good seedling." The smile was a little elegant, "In a few years, you will have to change your name to Master." ”

He was obviously very satisfied with Song Zhaoting, and even got closer to the ancestor of the Song family.

Receiving Song Zhaoting was actually not in his plan.

In the early years, he received Lu Zhenzhen, who was the root of the fire earth spirit, and he had been cultivating her carefully, treating her as a closed disciple, but as Lu Zhenzhen got older, he felt more and more that her heart was insufficient, and even if she spent time on guidance, it was difficult to bring out some of the essence of the "Nine Styles of Fire Spirit".

After arriving at the Chu family a few days ago, he accidentally met Song Zhaoting, although this child was a golden fire twin spirit root, but with his eyesight, he fell in love with him at a glance.

After seeing the ceremony, the Yuanying monks had something to say, and Song Zhaoting naturally retreated.

"Song Zhaoting, since you want to be my junior brother in the future, why don't you salute me when you see me?"

A yin and yang strange sound came, and Song Zhaoting hurriedly stopped and looked sideways.

Lu Zhenzhen threw the cup in her hand onto the table, making a sharp sound.

"Hmph, I didn't raise my head when I saw my senior sister, I was really uneducated!" she snorted from her nose and stood up, "One Song family and one Chu family, it's really a dog skin plaster, and it's pasted endlessly." ”

Song Zhaoting was originally thinking about things in his heart, but he didn't see her at all, but when he heard her talk like this, he was also angry, "Don't say that I haven't entered the Spirit Sword Sect yet, even if I worship the master, the master doesn't give me, who will recognize you." Now at the Chu family's banquet, if you speak like this, you are not afraid of insulting the reputation of the Spirit Sword Sect!"

The place where they were was was full of juniors, and when they saw someone arguing, they came over one after another.

The Chu family, the Chu family, the Chu family again!

When Lu Zhenzhen heard that the Chu family thought of the Chu family, she was extremely angry in her heart.

"It's ridiculous! A small family, it's still unbelievable? The Spirit Sword Sect is a great immortal sect, just because the Chu family is also worthy of influencing the reputation of my Spirit Sword Sect? What a big joke!"

The people around are still mostly from the family and the family, hearing her say this, there is resentment in my heart, after all, they are all young people, and their kung fu is far worse than that of the elders, and a few words of muttering came out immediately.

"What, you're still not convinced?" Lu Zhenzhen sneered, swept his eyes, and said disdainfully, "A group of ants, I think you won't have a chance to enter the Immortal Gate in your life, just because you people dare to have a whisper about the Spirit Sword Sect, it's really overwhelming!"

Everyone's faces changed, and a crisp voice suddenly sounded.

"I said you are tired from morning to night?"

Chu Xiaoyue walked over, stood behind Song Zhaoting, turned her head sideways and glanced at her, and then looked at Song Zhaoting.

"Cousin, how can you say that there is such a person in the world, everything that is bad for the scenery and brainless words has something to do with her. ”

Lu Zhenzhen lit the fire, glared at Chu Xiaoyue fiercely, took two steps forward and gritted her teeth and said, "Stinky girl, who do you say has no brains?!"

"I don't dare to talk about you, after all, you shouted at me in the morning, and I'm still very scared. Wouldn't it be bad luck if you go crazy and get out of control, and I have been hurt by you on my birthday. ”

Chu Xiaoyue spread her hands, pursed her lips, and glanced at her as if she was looking at a plague god.

Lu Zhenzhen couldn't help but be furious, she had never met anyone who dared to talk to her like this since she was a child, and her face suddenly turned red.

"I think you're looking for death!"

This person was damaged in the Spirit Sword Sect, and her quarreling skills were really not good, and she was exhausted in two sentences, and she was afraid that she would be forced to do it if she said a few more words.

Seeing that her combat effectiveness was so poor, Chu Xiaoyue felt a little bored, since the beginning of the feast, she had been aiming at Lu Zhenzhen, but she had never seen Yan Yu'er appear beside her.

"Heh, who am I, isn't this Lu Ranran?" A female disciple wearing the costume of the Elixir Sect walked through the crowd, blocking between Chu Xiaoyue and Lu Zhenzhen without a trace, only to hear her speak, "Aren't you running very fast outside Gaochuan City?

When Lu Zhenzhen saw the person coming, she said angrily, "Di Xiaoyu, I don't want to deal with you, but I'm not afraid of you, your elixir sect is always like this endlessly, don't blame me for being polite!"

"Hmph!" Di Xiaoyu snorted coldly, "I'll give you a guts, let me see how you can be polite!"

The Spirit Medicine Sect and the Spirit Sword Sect have been entangled in grievances for tens of thousands of years, and most of the elders can maintain a superficial harmony for the sake of the overall situation, but the further down they go, the more incompatible the battle between the disciples is, and the grievances and grievances are also a mess.

The cultivation of the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect is generally higher than that of the Spirit Medicine Sect, but the Spirit Sword Sect is full of sword cultivation, and the demand for pills is strong, and there is a great dependence on the Spirit Medicine Sect, and in the past few hundred years, the head of the Spirit Sword Sect has been empty, and Elder Qiu has no choice but to restrain the disciples in the sect and try to avoid the disciples of the Spirit Medicine Sect when encountered.

The people of the Spirit Sword Sect are not stupid, how can they not know that the alchemists can't beat the sword practitioners, but they also know that the Spirit Sword Sect has a request for them in the elixir, and it will not really hurt people's lives, so every time they meet a disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, they have to sneer and sarcasm to get angry, but they will not take the initiative to do it.

After hundreds of years of training, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect have become more and more slippery, and the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect have developed a habit of running away when they see them.

Sure enough, Lu Zhenzhen's back molars creaked, and she finally stomped her foot and turned to leave.

Of course, Chu Xiaoyue understood that it was the disciple of this elixir sect who relieved her, and immediately thanked her sweetly, "Xiaoyue, thank you for this young lady." ”

Di Xiaoyu smiled slightly, "Don't thank me, I also don't like her." ”

glanced at Song Zhaoting again, and said, "It's a pity that the Song family is famous, but now they want to send their son-in-law to the Spirit Sword Sect, now we are here to be guests at the Chu family, for the sake of the master's family, I also kindly remind you that the Spirit Sword Sect is not a good place, and Young Master Song is better to think twice." ”

After Di Xiaoyu finished speaking, he smiled at Chu Xiaoyue, turned around and left.