In the center of Qingyang Town, there is one of the highest restaurants, the Windward Building.

Sun Zhengyang, as the mayor of the town, represented Qingyang Town, and held a banquet in this restaurant, which can be regarded as a farewell to this year's talented teenagers, hoping that they can win glory for the town.

In the world of the supremacy of force in the Longwu Continent, the emergence of a real strong person in every town is also something that everyone wants to see.

After all, if someone in the town becomes a real powerhouse and reaches the level of the Lingwu Realm, or even the Xuanwu Realm, in the future, they only need a casual sentence to protect the safety of the entire town, and they no longer have to worry about the coming of the beast tide and the precarious days.

Two thousand years ago, White Tiger City was still a small town called White Tiger Town. The situation is no different from Qingyang Town, that is, because a great powerhouse of the Xuanwu Realm Nine Cultivators has risen in the town, and finally sheltered the entire town and promoted the town to White Tiger City, and from then on, there is no danger of demon beasts in White Tiger City.

The windward building is nearly 20 zhang high and has nine floors, which is the tallest building in Qingyang Town, and it was the property of the Li family before. Now that Sun Zhengyang is the mayor of the town, the owner of this restaurant has naturally been replaced by their Sun family.

At this time, on the ninth floor of the Windward Building, three large round tables were placed.

Among them, in the middle of the table, Liu Jianyuan, the great master of the Lingwu Realm, naturally sat at the top, Sun Zhengyang and Sun Cheng sat on the left and right sides of him, and the other elders in the town were also sitting one by one, including Meng Yao, there were exactly ten people.

However, the old man who followed Liu Jianyuan, Xiuwei is also the ninth level of the Yuanwu Realm, and he was originally going to invite him to the table, but who knew that the old man said that he was Liu Jianyuan's servant, how could he sit at the same table with the master, so he insisted on refusing, but waited behind Liu Jianyuan.

In this way, he made the other martial artists in Qingyang Town feel the majesty of the great masters of the Spirit Martial Realm, and they all became more and more restrained.

The other two tables are all genius young men who are above the Chongyang martial arts and have been selected to be qualified to go to the Heavenly Sword Martial Mansion to practice.

Everyone drank the greeting wine and sat down.

Sun Zhengyang said to Sun Cheng: "Cheng'er, you are also officially meeting your Uncle Liu group this time, why don't you hurry up and have a drink!"

From the current point of view, Sun Cheng's impression of Liu Jianyuan is still quite good, as a great master of the Lingwu Realm, he does not have a sense of being arrogant and domineering, he is more friendly, in this regard, he is not bad.

To toast such a person, Sun Cheng is still happy.

Immediately, Sun Cheng picked up the wine glass, walked up to Liu Jianyuan, offered it respectfully, and said, "Uncle Shi, Cheng'er toasts you." ”

"Good, good, good!" Liu Jianyuan drank all the wine in the cup proudly, and said three good words in a row, and it could be seen that he was also extremely happy.

Originally, Sun Cheng's performance in the martial arts arena was enough to be called a young martial god. For such a teenager, he was very appreciative. Now that he has become his own apprentice, he has a close relationship, which is naturally better.

Then, Liu Jianyuan put down the wine glass and said again: "Since it is the first time to meet, then I, as a senior uncle, can't fail to express it." As he spoke, he took out a bronze ring from his fingertips and handed it to Sun Cheng.

At this moment, when everyone saw this ring, their hearts were shocked, could this be the legendary treasure?

If so, that's pretty impressive.

Even Sun Cheng, after seeing this ring, recognized it immediately, although his face pretended to be calm, but his heart was also ecstatic.

Sure enough, then I heard Liu Jianyuan say: "Cheng'er, this is a dragon pattern ring, although it is only the lowest level of the ring, but there is also a cubic meter of storage space inside, which is very convenient." I've unbound, and after a while you will see the true yuan into it, and the ring will belong to you in the future. ”

It's really a dragon pattern ring, it is a great master of the Lingwu Realm, and not everyone can have it, and it is extremely precious. Unexpectedly, it was so simple to give Sun Cheng one.

Suddenly, every martial artist present was very envious in their hearts, thinking about how good it would be for them to have such a ring.

However, with Liu Jianyuan suppressing it on the side, and Sun Cheng's own strength is not bad, no one dares to have any evil thoughts.

Even Sun Zhengyang, he rubbed a bronze ring between his fingers, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. With his original status in the Heavenly Sword Martial Mansion, he was also given a dragon pattern ring.

Originally, he was going to give this treasure to Sun Cheng before Sun Cheng left for a long time. Now that he has his uncle and ancestor working for him, he will naturally save it, which makes him laugh three times in his heart.

Immediately, Sun Cheng did not refuse, took the dragon pattern ring, and put it on his finger. Then as soon as his mind moved, a stream of dragon vein true yuan poured into the ring, leaving his own imprint.

A cubic dragon pattern ring, in terms of grade, is a mid-level first-grade dragon pattern divine weapon, but for Sun Cheng, the practical value is too great.

He walked alone, and he carried too many things with him, how could he take it, and with this ring, everything was settled.

Immediately, Sun Cheng's mind moved, and under the urging of Zhenyuan, he felt the space above his fingertips move, and a similar spatial hole appeared in his perception, just perceiving a cubic space.

Throwing the demon slayer knife on his back and some other belongings into the dragon pattern ring one by one, after a while, he felt a sense of relief all over his body, which was really comfortable.

At this scene, the warriors present were envious again.

Then, I saw Sun Zhengyang pick up a big bowl of wine, stood up, and then said to everyone: "My cup, on behalf of Qingyang Town, respects all the young geniuses who are about to travel far away, and wishes you to cross one peak after another in the future martial arts road, become a generation of powerhouses, kill countless demon beasts, and fight to defend the human race." ”

"Good!"

Qin Hai, Wang Yunlong, Ximen Xue, Zhao Xueqi...... The teenagers also picked up their bowls and stood up.

Smack, smack......

They all drank the wine and threw the bowls on the floor one by one.

At this moment, these talented teenagers are all heroic and full of expectations for the future.

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

Finally, it was time to say goodbye.

Downstairs in the wind, many teachers and students from the three major martial arts halls, as well as a group of parents of the teenagers who were about to travel far away, all gathered over, ready to see them off, a picture of inseparable.

The path of martial arts is unpredictable, and this distinction is the starting point of the road of glory for a few people, and for many more, it may be goodbye.

Sun Cheng was reborn and has been spending time in crazy cultivation, he doesn't have many friends, except for his father Sun Zhengyang, the ones who can come to see him off are Aunt Song Song Xinqing and Fu Bo.

Song Xinqing also specially sent him a lotus seed soup that had just been cooked by herself.

Her feelings for her father Sun Zhengyang, Sun Cheng also saw it in his eyes. I very much hope that she can achieve good things with her father, and he doesn't mind having an extra stepmother, especially a virtuous stepmother like Song Xinqing.

However, looking at his father Sun Zhengyang's introverted temperament, if he wants to achieve good things, Song Xinqing may really have to make persistent efforts.

Thinking like this, Sun Cheng still decided to help.

Sun Cheng drank the lotus seed soup like a jujube, and said with a smile to Song Xinqing: "Aunt Song, the lotus seed soup you make is really delicious, I don't know when I should change my mind and call you mother?"

When Song Xinqing heard Sun Cheng say this, her face suddenly showed a look of surprise, and then she looked at Sun Zhengyang on the side with a little shyness, and said without complaint: "Where is this where your Aunt Song can call the shots, don't you have to look at what your father means?"

When Sun Zhengyang heard her say this, he was not only a little hesitant, but replied vaguely: "This, this still has to wait and see......

"Hmph!" Song Xinqing saw him flickering like this, and immediately became dissatisfied, and glared at him fiercely.