Just when Young Master Duanmu was in a daze, Li Mofeng tidied up the robe on his body, stepped forward and bowed to the guests around him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is Li's birthday, you have come from thousands of miles away, and Li has thanked you here!"

"Master Li is polite!" The guests around hurriedly got up and returned the salute.

"Today, I specially invited the master chef from the Drunken Immortal Building to add color to today's birthday banquet, and now the auspicious time has arrived, all the guests are here, please come to the table!" Li Mofeng finished speaking and made a please tidy up to the guests around him.

The guys in the Drunken Immortal Building have been in the scene for a long time, and more than 40 guys lined up in two rows, rushing in from outside the hall, and plates of exquisite delicacies were placed on the table like water.

"Everyone, let's raise a glass together! Congratulations for Master Li, congratulations for the Iron Spear Gate!" Lingfeng Zhenjun of Linghe Temple raised the wine glass in his hand and saluted around.

"Congratulations for Master Li, congratulations for the iron gun!"

"Congratulations for Master Li, congratulations for the iron gun!"

"Congratulations for Master Li, congratulations for the iron gun!"

Those who are not enough can only be outside the hall, but the wine and food specially prepared by the Iron Gun Gate today are enough to satisfy the guests, and all the dishes are average. This flattered all the cultivators who came to congratulate him. In the past, other Xianmen held similar ceremonies, and the grades of wine and food were prepared according to the level of status, although the casual cultivators had a lot of complaints, but this was also the epitome of strength in the cultivation world.

Today, this alone has doubled the favor of the Iron Spear Gate in the hearts of all of you. Duanmu Rui sat in the position of the Duanmu family without taste, and Lin Xi could only stand behind the master in a daze, his identity was not enough to sit at the table, so he could only stand here to follow the rules.

The master of the Drunken Immortal Building made a move, this dish was naturally full of color, flavor and flavor, and the fragrance in the hall came to his nose, Lin Xi could only lower his head and swallow his saliva. Wu Chengfeng looked at Lin Xi like this, and couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart. He threw a fragrant eight-treasure spirit goose on his table to Lin Xi behind him, Lin Xi felt that something was coming towards the door in front of him, and he was stunned when he caught it and saw the thing in his hand. Looking up at the master, Wu Chengfeng smiled and pointed to the pillar behind him, the meaning was obvious.

Lin Xi got up in the morning, had breakfast, and began to work in the hall, and now he is in the period of qi training, and his body is very consumed, and he is hungry for a long time. After bowing to the master, he quietly retreated to the pillar of the main hall behind the master, and began to feast.

A fat spirit goose, after the skillful hands of the top master of the Drunken Immortal Building, that taste naturally made Lin Xi covet it for a long time. Not a lot of effort, a spirit goose belly Lin Xi felt that his whole body was warm, on an occasion like today, the spirit goose, including all kinds of elixirs with it, are all of the top grade, even if it has a certain strengthening effect on the body of Yuanying Zhenjun, Lin Xi is still only in the Qi training period, so the effect is even more obvious.

Behind the pillars of the main hall, there were still many young disciples who were eating heavily, and after Lin Xi looked at the pillars next to him, a little fat man who was choked and rolled his eyes kindly took out a gourd of fruit wine from his storage bag and threw it to the little fat man.

"Uh...."The little fat man took the wine gourd thrown by Lin Xi and poured a few sips, which was considered to have saved his life, and he burped with satisfaction.

"Thank you, senior brother, the kid is Li Yao, the fifteenth generation disciple of Lingheguan, and I don't know the senior brother's surname!" The little fat man was a little embarrassed and bowed to Lin Xi.

"In Xia Lin Xi, he is the outer disciple of the Iron Spear Gate!" Lin Xi also hurriedly replied.

"You are Lin Xi?" the little fat man gossiped on his face.

"Uh..... If there is no name, it should be. Do you know me?" Lin Xi was a little surprised.

"I'll go! Senior Brother Lin! You are now our God of Wealth, and now the bet on you to lose in the gambling house outside has been speculated. A mysterious person smashed five pieces of the best spirit stone to buy you to win, originally ten interest one to one, twenty interest one to two, one stick of incense to five to five, bet on you to win the odds is one to one hundred! Now by the mysterious person so troubled, ten interest has become one to three, twenty interest has become one to ten, one stick of incense has become one to thirty, and the odds of your victory have been adjusted to one to fifty. The little fat man looked at Lin Xi with a lewd expression.

"Senior Brother Lin, the junior brother also made a bet of three hundred medium-grade spirit stones, can you hold on to a stick of incense!Senior Brother Lin, you have to hold on to it in the ring later! But don't hold on for too long!" The little fat man grabbed Lin Xi's hand with both hands, ignoring the oil in Lin Xi's hand, and the expression on his face made Lin Xi just want to punch him.

"I'll do my best......"

Lin Xi pulled his hand out of the little fat man's hand like two pig's trotters. This embarrassment in my heart, why was I inexplicably used to open the handicap?

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors.

The wine and food carefully prepared by the masters of the Drunken Immortal Building were swept away by everyone, and the disciples of the Iron Spear Gate sent fragrant tea, and after the guys of the Drunken Immortal Mansion tore off the remnants of the table.

"Everyone, according to the rules of our Eight Great Immortal Sects, we will hand it over to our juniors in the future! Senior Brother Mo, you will announce the arrangements this time!"

Li Mofeng got up again, thanked the guests, and invited the ghost to come out. The participants in this competition are all new disciples, and their situation is naturally Mo Zhifeng's most right to speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's follow the old rules! Disciples who are interested in participating in the competition should sign up in front of the ring outside, and then each person will receive a number plate, and finally the elders who come this time will draw lots to decide the object of the competition. The winner advances, the loser is eliminated! The final top 10 can accept the challenge of the loser. This time, I deliberately took out a lot of good things from the Iron Gun Gate!It's up to you boys who can bring these treasures home!Hahahaha~~~" The always serious ghost saw sorrow actually made a joke, which made all the elders present laugh.

"Now please prepare for the boys who are interested in signing up! We old guys are here to watch, this is the best cloud mist that I specially snatched from the private treasury of the master, you Taoist friends must taste it!"

"Hahahaha~ In this way, I'm getting stained with Senior Brother Wu's light!"

All the elders in the field are old acquaintances, and Wu Chengfeng's words at this time are naturally interesting. Even Li Mofeng shook his head with a smile, his junior brother is really a specialist in these mundane affairs, but it's a pity that he is lazy and refuses to contribute. It's just that now the treasure that the sect has worked hard to find in his heart to prolong his life can only prolong his life for ten years, and it can only be a drop in the bucket for Wu Chengfeng's current situation, is this junior brother of his really going to be so silent and die in a few decades? Li Mofeng's mood became heavy.

Young Master Duanmu has recovered at this moment, thinking that I, Duanmu Rui, a beautiful young man, will be rejected by my sweetheart like this, I must be burdened by my previous reputation. As long as my son continues to work hard, I don't believe that my Duanmu son's character and family background can't hold a beauty!

"Xiao Rui, what are you babbling here?" Duanmu Hongxuan was strange, Duanmu Rui had to eat a big meal every time he went to the Drunken Immortal Building on weekdays, could it be that the dishes in the Drunken Immortal Building today didn't suit his appetite?

"It's nothing! I'm going to sign up, Grandpa Xuan, you're old and sit here!Look at me later!" Duanmu Rui punned.

"Oh, then I'll be waiting for your good news here!" Duanmu Hongxuan said, stroking his beard.

After Duanmu Rui bowed, he walked straight towards Lin Xi behind Wu Chengfeng.

"See Uncle Wu!" Duanmu Rui saluted Wu Chengfeng.

"Hmm, you go! Xi'er, you have put away this armor, you only need to drop blood to recognize the master. Wu Chengfeng's robe sleeves waved, Lin Xi only felt a pain in his fingertips, a drop of red blood had been taken away by Wu Chengfeng, and then there was something more in his private life in the sea of knowledge.

"Shhhhhh I already knew what trick Duanmu Rui was playing, Wu Chengfeng was naturally happy to give his disciple a little help, this armor was not too early or too late, and the timing was just right!

"Thank you, Uncle Chengcheng!" Duanmu Rui was such a ghost, and immediately bowed to Wu Chengfeng.

"Go, go!" Wu Chengfeng waved his hand at the two of them, focusing on the teacup in his hand. Duanmu Rui pulled Lin Xi, and the two walked towards the three big rings that had been temporarily erected on the main peak. Behind the two of them, Hong Qiang'an sat in the position of the Tianya Sea Pavilion, and kept thinking of an excuse not to participate in the competition, although he took a Heaven Covering Pill, but as long as he made a move, the cultivation of the peak of the foundation on his body would be exposed.

After a cup of tea, the final result came out, and the disciples of the Eight Great Immortal Sects this time plus the newly accepted disciples of the Divine Monarch who were scattered in the meeting, a total of ninety-seven people participated. Everyone got a jade plaque engraved with a number, and while waiting for the start of the day, Duanmu Rui saw an acquaintance in the crowd.

"Senior Sister Cheng, how many numbers did you get! Your opponent won't be me in a while!" Duanmu Rui greeted Cheng Lu with a smile.

"Senior Brother Duanmu, you can see Sister Cheng in your eyes, right! Don't meet me for a while, I won't show mercy!" Xue Xian'er shook off her group of senior brothers and pulled Cheng Lu's arm and said.

"Xiao Xian'er, this competition is said to be just you and the disciple of Ruoxu Shenjun, the two ninth-level qi refining, if I really want to meet you, I can only be considered unlucky, but when I meet you, Senior Brother Lin, you have to be merciful!" Duanmu Rui winked at Xue Xian'er.

"Oh?" Xue Xian'er looked at Duanmu Rui suspiciously.

"Take a step to speak!" Duanmu Rui pulled the corner of Xue Xian'er's clothes and walked out of the crowd. After a while, I don't know how many unequal treaties I promised, Duanmu Rui hung his head and followed the bouncing Xue Xian'er back.

In the ring, the elders of the Eight Great Immortal Sects took the stage one after another, and began to draw lots for this competition, and the heavy responsibilities of the audience began to look at the number plate in their hands nervously.