Ning Xiu himself is not a water genus, but since the Qiantang incident, he has found that he has become extremely close to water.

This feeling is especially obvious in the Dragon Palace Hall, where the water spiritual power is so rich that it has been substantiated.

Every time the water ripples in front of him, somewhere in his body also rises and falls, resonating, as if a small life is slowly brewing.

It was a strange feeling, and he seemed to be able to hear the breath of the water spirit.

"Childe?"

A familiar voice sounded, bringing Ning Xiu back to his senses from his contemplation.

He looked at Qingyu, smiled apologetically, and looked up, only to see that the position of the first throne on the main hall was still empty, and it was obvious that Long Jun had not yet arrived.

There were a total of four guest positions below, and three of the seats already had their own masters, and a strong aura came from them, and none of them were inferior to the Dao.

Ning Xiu glanced at it, didn't care, and under the guidance of Qingyu, he came to the last remaining position and sat down.

The four people are divided into four directions of the main hall and look at each other from a distance.

Everyone was looking at each other, secretly arguing, with a look of vigilance in their eyes, except for one person.

"Squeak!"

A crisp voice sounded, attracting the attention of everyone present.

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Ning Xiu sitting alone in his position, picking up a vermilion fruit and biting it down, as if there was no one around. Then he picked up the flask and poured it down.

As guests of the Dragon Monarch Banquet, everyone present will naturally not be stingy on the Dragon Palace.

On the desk in front of all of them were placed spiritual fruits and spiritual wine.

For ordinary qi practitioners, the spiritual power contained in these spiritual fruits and spiritual wine is tantamount to a panacea, and for the true person who has entered the Tao, although the effect is no longer obvious, it is finally better than nothing.

After all monks enter the Tao, they need to cross the triple ladder before they can attain the Jindan Avenue. Not to mention other difficulties, the spiritual power required for each level of ladder alone must be massive.

Therefore, Ning Xiu would never let go of every opportunity to enhance his spiritual power.

And in the eyes of the other three, this is undoubtedly a loss of their face as a real person.

Everyone's eyes when they looked at Ning Xiu changed, although with their city, they couldn't reach the point of sneering, but the contempt in the depths of their eyes couldn't hide the eyes of people with hearts.

Where do you get the poor ghosts?

Taoism and wealth, there is no "money" and a fart of the Tao.

In their eyes, Ning Xiu's image was like a dilapidated and impoverished casual cultivator with no cultivation resources to speak of.

And this casual cultivator tried all his efforts and resources, and finally entered the Tao.

Only this kind of poor insect will not care about the demeanor of a real person for the sake of these mere spirit fruits and spirit wine in front of him.

In fact, they were right.

Ning Xiu is a casual cultivator, and it is also a casual cultivator from this world.

In the strange eyes of everyone around him, he still sat there, gulping down and not paying attention.

Qingyu stood behind and looked at Ning Xiu, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing an interested smile.

Looking at the scene in front of her, she suddenly remembered a sentence her father had said to her when she was a child.

"You care a lot about what people think of you, but a real dragon never cares about a fish's opinion. Xiaoyu, do you know why the sun is the sun? Because it never cares about other people's eyes. ”

At that time, Qingyu was just a little girl who didn't understand anything, and just looked up at her father's majestic body and nodded ignorantly.

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As for Ning Xiu, the family environment is different from ordinary people, so he has not understood a truth since he was a child.

This world never cares about the self-esteem of a person who has nothing, and this is true in the secular world, and the spiritual world is even more cruel.

Besides, aren't these spiritual fruits and spiritual wine placed here for them to eat?

So what's so hypocritical.

"Gurgling ....."

Another pot of spirit wine was in his stomach, Ning Xiu exclaimed in his heart, he shook the empty wine jug and put it back on the table.

At that moment, a voice suddenly sounded from his right front.

"Boy, you're done drinking, I'll invite you to drink!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the person who spoke grabbed the wine glass in front of him and threw it directly towards Ning Xiu.

The glass burst through the air and roared away.

Passed through most of the wine glasses of the Dragon Palace Palace, in which the wine was not spilled.

And just before it was about to reach Ning Xiu's body, it suddenly burned!

Yes, you read that right.

In the Dragon Palace Hall, where the water spiritual power is so strong, the wine glass can actually burn, which is an unbelievable thing in itself, but that person did it.

It's a blue flame.

Ning Xiu raised his eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't feel the slightest heat from this flame, but a chill that froze through his heart.

With a wave of his right hand, a wave of energy burst out of the air.

The wine glass was smashed on the spot.

Delicate shards, along with scattered flames, fell to the ground.

"I'm out of wine, and I have my own host's house to entertain me. Ning Xiu glanced up at the person who made the move, and said calmly.

As soon as the words fell, Qingyu, who was standing behind her, really walked out, poured full of spirit wine, put on new spirit fruits, and fulfilled her duty as a maid.

The person who made the shot was sitting in front of Ning Xiu's right, a young man, dressed in snow-white clothes, but his exposed skin was whiter than his clothes.

When the glass broke, his already white face became even paler.

I saw that his right hand, hidden under the table, clenched and released, and repeated it three times, before he resisted the urge to make a move.

"Haha, that's a good boy!"

"Which green onion is he Bai Yanbing, dare to toast here. ”

A rough laugh rang out.

Ning Xiu looked up, and the person who was laughing happened to be sitting in front of him, a bearded man with a naked body.

I saw that this man had a lion nose and a wide mouth, full of red hair, and wore three gold rings in his left ear.

Like his laughter, there seemed to be a flame burning in his eyes, full of madness.

Coupled with the black flesh that was like iron, the image of the madman jumped on the paper.

"Crazy Mountain, what are you talking about!"

Bai Yanbing stood up with a "hoc", stared at the wild mountain, and said coldly.

The anger he had managed to suppress was now easily provoked by the wild mountain.

It can be seen that there must have been a holiday between the two.

"I'm still afraid that you won't make it!" Crazy Mountain sneered and stood up.

"What do you think this place is, you want to fight it!" the fourth person, who had not spoken all this time, suddenly spoke.

The man was dressed in a green suit, and carried a quick knife without a scabbard behind him.

The entire hall immediately became tense for a while.

The tense atmosphere is on the verge of erupting.

At this moment, Ning Xiu suddenly stood up, bowed to the main hall, and said loudly.

"Participate in Longjun!"