On this day, the sky is like a wash, and there is a blue sky.

In the Qingmao Mountain with green bamboo in Suiyuan, monks gather.

Fang Yuan ascended to the specially built high platform and sat on the main seat with the old patriarch.

The guests below are crowded and lively.

Most of the first to arrive were some Qi cultivators, and there was no need for him to receive them in person.

The Freedom Family, Elders, Deacons, and others are responsible.

Except for a few monks who were like the heads of the clan and could come to talk to them, the other monks who came to join in the fun could only sit on the sidelines.

The person in charge of the reception is an old man who practices qi on the eighth floor, Fang Chenggong, and every guest will be registered by him.

Arrange the appropriate seats and everything is in order.

The ceremony had been simplified, but it was still very cumbersome, Fang Yuan sat on the main seat, closed his eyes and recuperated, wandering out of the world.

Because of his young appearance, and he deliberately took a break, although he was only wearing a green robe, he looked very fairy.

The monks who saw him at the bottom were talking.

It is better to be famous than to see it, Fang Yuan was suddenly known to everyone because of the foundation building.

Now it is the first time that he has really appeared in front of people.

But it's the same as everyone guessed.

It's a young Tianjiao monk!

The age is there, and Fang Yuan's information is not a secret, and those who have a heart have already found out clearly.

"That's Fang Yuan! I heard that he was a high disciple of the Extreme Yang Sect, and it only took more than ten years to become a foundation building monk! Talented! ”

"The Extreme Yang Sect of the Three Great Golden Pill Immortal Sects?"

"No wonder the cultivation speed is so fast! If only I could enter the Extreme Yang Sect...... Surely it can also build a foundation! ”

Some people admire, some people are jealous, the status of the three great immortal sects in the Nanyue cultivation world is very high, and it is an unattainable behemoth for these monks who have never been out of the Pingling Mountain Range in their lives.

Hearing that Fang Yuan was a monk who had returned from the Extreme Yang Sect, a kind of mentality arose spontaneously that I would do it.

"Cut, just you? Don't be afraid of the wind flashing your tongue, even if you join the Extreme Yang Sect, it will be impossible to build a foundation! It's hard to say that I'm still alive! ”

"A few days ago, in the Qingzhou Cave Heaven dispute, thousands of Qi Cultivation disciples of the Extreme Yang Sect died, and there were no bones, among which there were hundreds of Qi Cultivation Ninth Layers! Do you think the big sect is so easy to bring? Ignorant! ”

A well-informed monk said disdainfully, it had been nearly a year since the defeat of the Extreme Yang Sect in Qingzhou.

Due to the heavy number of casualties, it is impossible to block the news.

In addition, several other major forces have the intention to publicize, so that the Extreme Yang Sect can take care of itself. The news spread very quickly.

Even in the Pingling Mountain Range, which was very far away from the Extreme Yang Sect, someone was the first to hear about it.

"More than a thousand monks? Among them, there are hundreds of Qi Cultivation Ninth Layers? Is this true or false? ”

"Of course it's true, I heard that there are monks in the late stage of foundation building who have died in battle!"

"Hiss~"

This kind of gossip sparked countless discussions, and many monks gathered around and talked about it endlessly.

"A monk in the late stage of foundations? I don't think I've ever been out of the Pingling Mountains, right? And that kind of being will die in battle? ”

Some people were shocked, some people questioned, and then someone threw out a bombshell news.

"I heard that he survived the Qingzhou battlefield! It should be a benefit to build a successful foundation! ”

"That one? …… You mean? ”

Everyone raised their heads one after another, and they all glanced at the Tsing Yi monk on the main seat, and then led the topic to Fang Yuan.

"I heard that he killed the foundation building monk during the Qi training period! It's terrifying! ”

"I'm going to have a real dragon in the Pingling Mountain Range!"

Time passed slowly in the midst of this loud voice.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for the sun to rise.

With nine bells ringing through the sky.

The foundation building ceremony also officially kicked off.

The host successfully climbed the high platform and began to read the words.

"Fellow Daoists, today our family held a foundation building ceremony, and everyone can come as promised, so that our clan will shine."

"Here, on behalf of the Fang family, the old man would like to thank everyone for their support!"

"As we all know, our clan has been inherited in the Pingling Mountain Range for more than three hundred years, and it has become a foundation building immortal clan step by step from a small Qi cultivation immortal clan, and there have been glories and tribulations, but fortunately, the heavens have favored it and have always passed it on!"

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But in the past 100 years, there has been a sense of decline, and there have been no new foundation building monks for 78 years. This is the lack of qualifications of my generation, and the blessing is shallow. The second is the deliberate targeting of some hostile people! ”

"Of course, today is a big day, and if the atmosphere is a little bad, the old man won't say much."

"No matter what happened in the past, now our clan has added a new foundation building monk, and the inheritance is immortal, so I report the ceremony!"

"All Taoist friends can come, it is a recognition of our family, and our family will remember it in our hearts!"

"Well, no more nonsense! Please all Taoist friends to sit down, the ceremony officially begins! ”

As the words fell, the sound of festive music sounded.

Some jugglers began to perform on stage.

A subordinate servant brought spirit wine and food to the seat.

These delicacies are all made with a variety of spiritual materials, spiritual objects, spiritual fruits, and spiritual beasts that contain spiritual energy, which are exquisite and abnormal, and the aroma is compelling.

Eating it can even help to cultivate oneself.

The banquet was very extravagant, even more grand than Fang Yuanzeng's only two times.

It can be seen that the Fang family has made a bloody investment this time.

The monk sitting on the seat was not polite, nor did he keep any reserve.

One by one, they feasted and talked loudly.

Fang Yuan, Fang Wenwu and other foundation-building monks each had a separate seat.

Lin Mingxu, the patriarch of the Lin Zhou family, and Zhou Yitong were also on the side.

Lin Ming looked at Fang Yuan's young face, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and then a smile was piled up on his face.

I saw him pick up the wine glass, stand up, look at it from afar, and say with a little flattery.

"This is Fang Yuan's little friend! Duanzhen is a talent, talented, successful at a young age, and a promising future! ”

"The old man respects the little friends! Please! ”

"Patriarch Mingxu is polite, he is just a junior in his youth, how can he feel that his predecessors are like this! It should be Fang Moujing's predecessors! ”

Stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling person, although the Lin family and the Fang family have dirty and gaps, most of them are private things, and they are not put on the understanding, so they have not torn their faces.

Fang Yuan was naturally not too rude, and after a few words of greeting, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

When the spirit wine enters the throat, it is not spicy, but soft and mellow, like the juice quoted in the previous life, which is very refreshing.

It contains a rich aura, which is of great benefit to Qi cultivators. However, Fang Yuan's cultivation was now in the middle stage of foundation building, and this aura was a little insignificant.

When Fang Yuan drank the perfect wine, Zhou Yitong on the side also took over the conversation.

"What seniors are not seniors, I am just an old monk, and I am not as promising as a young friend."

"Moreover, the cultivation world does not refer to seniority by age, but to the level of cultivation. Xiaoyou's cultivation is on par with us, and he comes from the Jindan Immortal Sect such as the Extreme Yang Sect, so his strength must not be weak. ”

"Maybe it won't take a few years, I'm going to call myself a senior, if you don't dislike it, the old man will be cheeky and call himself a brother!"

"Brother Zhou praised it falsely! The kid is just a fluke! ”

It's another staggered fight, and several people have the meaning of being brothers.

The patriarchs of the two families were a little humble, and frequently touted and elevated Fang Yuan, giving him enough face.

The atmosphere was harmonious and congenial.

……

Time passed slowly, the banquet came to an end, and the gift-giving session began.

I don't know if it's deliberately arranged.

A monk from a small family took the lead in speaking out, throwing bricks and jade, and taking out gifts to offer.

"The patriarch of the Hu family offered a hundred-year-old spirit peach and a number of spirit stones. Congratulations to the predecessors of the foundation! ”

……

"The patriarch of the Chen family presented a magic weapon and a number of elixirs. Congratulations to the predecessors for building the foundation, may the Fang family prosper! ”

These gifts were presented to Fang Yuan, and he casually put them aside, and the things that the Qi Cultivator had given him, although they were precious, were of little use to him.

It's not worth deliberately collecting.

He doesn't have the idea of keeping it for himself, and he will put it all in the family treasury.

Although he didn't need the gifts, he still nodded to each monk who gave the gift and encouraged him.

There were many people who gave gifts, most of them were patriarchs of small families, and there were some other heads of shops in the market.

In addition to the family in the Pingling Mountain Range, there are also some people who come here to do business, such as the Baorui Pavilion where Fang Yuan once purchased magic weapons.

"The patriarch of the Zhao family sent a pair of spirit jades and a number of spirit stones,...... Well, there's also a pair of female cultivators in the middle of Qi training! I am willing to marry with the Fang family! ”

There are also some strange things mixed in the gift, such as giving it away, which makes the person in charge of the report a little stunned.

The patriarch of the Zhao family is a slightly wealthy monk, with a ninth-level cultivator.

He was holding a gift box, followed by two dressed twin nuns.

Under the strange annotations of the monks, he came to Fang Yuan.

Others didn't expect that there would be giveaways.

The patriarch of a small family who had given gifts, saw this scene, and felt a little remorseful.

"This Zhao peel is really cunning! I didn't think of it, what a great opportunity! ”

"Yes, the opportunity to establish a relationship with the Tsukiji Monk was missed!"

The crowd discussed in low voices, mostly remorseful.

At the same time, I also think that this gift is cleverly given.

Fang Yuan succeeded in building a foundation at a young age, he was young and vigorous, how could he refuse to be beautiful?

At this time, send someone up. Isn't it a relationship?

The patriarch of the Zhao family had a smug look on his face, and in full view of everyone, he held his head high and handed over the gift directly.

Then he turned sideways slightly, and let the two girls behind him say respectfully.

"Senior, this is a little girl, one is called Zhao Qingmeng, the other is called Zhao Qingli, they are all monks of the fourth level of Qi training, the two of them have been fascinated by their predecessors for a long time, they can serve tea and pour water, they are willing to do some chores in the seniors, and they ask the seniors to accept it!"

Both women's clubs were dressed up. It looks beautiful, beautiful as a fairy, seeing Fang Yuan looking at it, his beautiful eyes are affectionate, and he is slightly shy.

Fang Yuan was a little speechless, treating people as gifts, although he had heard of it, it was the first time he had seen it now.

Before he could refuse, the old patriarch, who had been silent, said, "Patriarch Zhao, I have a heart, my family has accepted the gift!" ”

While speaking, the voice came over and said to Fang Yuan, "Take it!" The two monks in the middle stage of Qi cultivation are not weak, and you have already built the foundation in the middle stage, so I don't think you will stay in the family for a long time, so keep a root! These two nuns look good! ”

The old patriarch could see that Fang Yuan would not stay in the family for a long time and would return again, not knowing when.

Maybe he was no longer there by then.

And without him, how much friendship does Fang Yuan have with this family?

The longer an immortal cultivator lives, the more indifferent his feelings become.

This time he returned, Fang Yuan was often in retreat, and rarely met with other monks, which could be seen.

A hundred years later, if you don't leave a bond, how can you maintain this relationship?

He saw that Fang Yuan had the intention of refusing, so he spoke, answering for him, also to leave a memory.

Fang Yuan looked up at Fang Wenwu, only to see the old monk nodding slightly.

After a little thought, I knew what he meant, and if I refused, I didn't say it again.

What's more, the old patriarch has already agreed, and it is not appropriate for him to refuse, it will lose the face of the old patriarch and make others laugh.

So he nodded slightly, and even accepted the gifts.

The Zhao family sisters stood obediently behind Fang Yuan, while the Zhao family patriarch retreated with joy on his face.

Seeing that the gifts below were about to be delivered, Lin Zhou and the two glanced at each other, slightly impatient.

They made an appointment with Wen Tailai to make trouble at the foundation building ceremony, and now it's almost over, and no one has come.

I wonder if I was put on a show?

A few small families gave a few gifts that were not good or bad, and now Lin Zhou and the two of them have not given gifts at the scene.

Seeing that the monks below were all focused on them, the two of them had to bite the bullet and stand up.

……

With a false smile on Lin Mingxu's face, he took out the gift box and list from the storage bag and handed them to Fang Yuan.

The person in charge of the report glanced at the list, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at it again before saying,

"The patriarch of the Lin family gave a bottle of elixir used in second-order cultivation, fifty medium-grade spirit stones, a number of elixirs, and three high-grade magic weapons! Ten medium-grade magic weapons! ”

As the announcement sounded, the monks on the scene were in an uproar, this gift is ten thousand spirit stones, it can be said that it is very precious, with the relationship between the two families, it is really shocking to be able to give such a gift.

Seeing everyone's surprised looks, Lin Mingxu had a smile on his face, and he didn't seem to care.

In fact, he was in a lot of pain at the moment, because of the agreement with Wen Tailai, he didn't prepare any gifts.

The gifts were improvised from his storage bag.

As for why it is so precious,

In order to repair the relationship between the two families.

Fang Yuan was also a little surprised when he heard this gift, and couldn't help but glance at Lin Mingxu.

He didn't expect this person to give such a heavy gift.

Zhou Yitong's face on the side couldn't help but tremble slightly, obviously he was also having a headache about the gift.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from the sky, "But what kind of ceremony does a foundation building monk dare to hold?" Is it possible to think of yourself as a golden pill? It's really terrifying, it makes people laugh off their big teeth! ”

In the world of cultivating immortals, only Jindan monks have always held Jindan ceremonies, announced to the world, invited guests from all over the world, and celebrated with the whole world.

And the foundation building monks generally celebrate with their families at most, and there is no need to make a big deal about it.

Fang Yuan was just promoted to a foundation building cultivator, and holding a ceremony in the Pingling Mountain Range was indeed a bit ostentatious.

However, this is a big deal for the other family, and it is also for the Pingling Mountain Range, so it can be understood.

Now the words of the person who came here are a little provocative.

Apparently the comer is not good.