Just as everyone in the banquet hall was talking happily, suddenly a voice calmed everything down.

"Songyang faction, Master Fu has arrived!"

Everyone immediately heard the prestige, only to see Fu Jingqing with Dong Zijing and several disciples of the Songyang faction, scolding and sitting at the first table, while the disciples behind him sat at the table outside the hall.

It's not like scolding all the unhappiness in his heart, but anyone who looks at that stinky face can make up his inner monologue.

I have to say that Fu Jingqing's love of face is well-known in the rivers and lakes, but he prefers to be coincidental and meets a Jin Wuliang who also has a good face.

Yang Ling glanced at Fu Jingqing's appearance in the crowd and secretly wrote it down.

The Qinglian Sect's disciple was killed by the Songyang faction, and he will help get it back when he has time, after all, he is now being driven to the shelves, and he is an apologetic elder, so he naturally has to take care of the Qinglian Sect.

"The head of the Lu family in Jiaxing has arrived!"

Then the voice rang out again.

I saw a middle-aged man dressed very elegantly, dressed in a white robe, walking out as if strolling out, followed by a man and a woman, who were not very old, if it was not his pair of children, it was an apprentice or other junior.

Lu Songnian ordered a pair of children to sit at the far table, and he sat at the first table, but he distanced himself from Fu Jingqing, that is, he did not look at each other, nor did he face each other.

Outside the hall, Leng Qingqing explained to Yang Ling in a low voice: "The Lu family in Jiaxing is extremely prestigious in the Jiangzhou generation, but it cannot be completely regarded as a martial arts family, because the Lu family is famous for its tricks, especially in Lujiazhuang, there are thousands of opportunities, no matter how high your martial arts are, it is difficult to escape if you break in." ”

Yang Ling nodded again and again when he listened, and he was quite curious in his heart, thinking to himself that the things he had made up were really that powerful?

"The head of the Lin family in Fuzhou has arrived!"

As the words fell, a man with a beard under his chin, hands behind his back, and an imposing man walked over, and the four people behind him were all disciples of the Lin family.

Lin Yuanda walked to the first table and sat down, while the disciples of the Lin family looked around and made it to the place of the Lu family's brothers and sisters, after all, they were more willing to sit with people of the same age than the group of of the Songyang faction.

Leng Qingqing still explained to Yang Ling in a whisper: "The Lin family in Fuzhou is as famous as Liancheng Villa, and its reputation is only below that of Southern Shaolin, followed by the Zijin Gang, and our Qinglian Sect is also in Fuzhou, but it is still too far behind the previous four sects!" ”

"By the way, the Lin family and Liancheng Villa are both famous for their superb swordsmanship."

Leng Qingqing added, because if she remembered correctly, Lan Lin wrote in her letter that Yang Ling defeated Dong Zijing of the Songyang faction with a sword, and she thought that her swordsmanship was good, so she mentioned it more.

Yang Ling bowed slightly, there was a trace of battle intent surging in his eyes, when Lin Yuanda first appeared, he felt the strength of the other party, that kind of fierce momentum, he must be a swordsman, and he longed to compete with the other party in his heart.

"Loose faction, the white master has arrived!"

Hearing this, Yang Ling obviously noticed that many people present were shocked, and many of them looked at the exit and waited with their heads held high.

Just when I was wondering, I saw a woman in a long red dress and a beautiful face walk out, and I immediately understood why those people were like this.

Wearing a red dress is extremely charming, coupled with the charming and moving face of the person, it is really charming and charming.

Even Yang Ling was distracted for a while.

However, she was the only one who came from the Xiaoyao Sect, and there were no accompanying disciples behind her.

As the other party twisted his waist and sat down amid the unstoppable saliva of many male compatriots, most of them reluctantly withdrew their gaze.

Leng Qingqing's voice sounded in Yang Ling's ears: "Bai Qianqian, the head of the Xiaoyao faction, don't look at her age, but her martial arts are not weak, plus the Xiaoyao faction has a very high reputation in Guizhou, and her strength is faintly higher than that of ordinary first-class sects." ”

Yang Ling calmly retracted his gaze, he couldn't imagine that such a big sect would be headed by a woman, but it seemed that the other party was extraordinary.

"Wudang faction, the seventh generation disciple Li Yanjiang has arrived!"

As soon as the words of the disciples of Chiyan Mountain Villa fell, the entire banquet hall began to discuss.

"I didn't expect the Wudang faction to come!"

"The old master of Jin Zhuang was able to invite a disciple of the Wudang faction to celebrate his birthday, and his face is really big."

"Who said no, this trip is not worthwhile, it is a blessing to meet the disciples of the Wudang Sect!"

"Did you hear it, surnamed Li, it's probably the descendants of those five."

……

With the continuous sound of discussion around him, Yang Ling asked curiously, "Who is coming?" Why is there such a big reaction? ”

I saw Leng Qingqing's face full of respect, and said in a straight voice: "The Wudang faction is a well-known righteous sect in the entire rivers and lakes, and everyone in the martial arts respects it, and the founding patriarch Zhang Zhenren is the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts. ”

After speaking, he didn't forget to sigh: "I didn't expect to be lucky enough to meet the seven generations of disciples of the Wudang Sect, it's really an honor." ”

Yang Ling saw that she was the same as the group of people in the rivers and lakes, and she admired this Wudang faction so much, and she couldn't help but be curious in her heart.

At this time, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and I saw a man wearing a black and white robe, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a man with a lofty instrument, the calm and restrained momentum made people nod their heads and praise secretly.

He is worthy of being a disciple of the Wudang faction.

Li Yanjiang walked straight to the first table.

Seeing this, Lin Yuanda and the others also stood up to greet each other, and even Fu Jingqing didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Li Yanjiang did not ask for a big gift, and returned the salute one by one, quite a big family's demeanor.

Compared with the previous ones, the Wudang Sect was able to cause such a big response with just one disciple, which shows its fame.

As soon as everyone calmed down their excitement, they heard the disciples of Chiyan Mountain Villa report aloud: "Emei faction, Master Fang Yuan is too here." ”

I saw a plain robe, holding floating dust in her hand, and a kind nun walking over between her eyebrows.

Everyone at the first table stood up to greet them, including Li Yanjiang.

"Amitabha!"

Master Fang Yuan recited a Buddha name in a low voice, and after saying hello to a few people, he sat down together.

Before Leng Qingqing could introduce Yang Ling, he heard a hearty laugh, and then Jin Wuliang entered with his children and grandchildren, dressed in a big red robe, and he didn't know that he thought he was going to get married!

Beside him, there was also a middle-aged man with a hunched back, who was really Ao Zisheng of Turtle Island.

"Hahaha, I shouldn't have been late, I neglected a few distinguished guests, but when I met an uninvited guest, I personally dealt with it, so I came late, please take care of it!"

When everyone heard this, they laughed at Jin Wuliang, but when they saw that there was still a trace of blood on his wrist, and the red robe was not visible, everyone looked solemn.

Could it be that what Jin Wuliang said is true, and someone really dares to make trouble at this time?

As Jin Wuliang took his seat, some relatives and friends of the Jin family quickly filled the seats in the hall.

As soon as Jin Wuliang sat down, he first drank three glasses of spirits, and then thanked the distinguished guests at the main table one by one.

Lu Songnian saw that there were indeed blood stains on his body, so he opened his mouth to ask, but Jin Wuliang waved his hand, saying that he didn't want to say more, so he had to give up!

After all, someone like him who plays tricks has the heaviest curiosity, can't help it, and is difficult to control.

With the opening of the feast, everyone let go of their hands and feet to eat and drink, hundreds of people gathered in one place, so lively, the sound of staggering is endless, and the air is filled with the aroma of wine and vegetables.

Although Leng Qingqing of the Qinglian Sect is a daughter, they are also children of the rivers and lakes, and in the face of this kind of scene, they can't help but feel excited, and they can't wait to drink a full cup like everyone else, and not get drunk.

"Come, Elder Yang, I'll toast you!" Leng Qingqing raised a glass of wine and saluted Yang Ling.

Yang Ling, who was looking at the feast, heard this, and hurriedly raised his wine glass and drank it all, but the spicy stimulation made him cough violently, and he almost didn't spit out.

Eating too well, he almost forgot that the cup was wine, anyway, he doesn't like to drink, and he can't get used to drinking, before the master didn't go down the mountain to drink back, every time he let him taste it, he was very disgusted.

Yang Ling's action also caused the people at the next table to laugh, thinking that where did this little hairy child come from, he couldn't even drink wine.

Yang Ling suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and continued to bury his head in the meal without saying a word.

In between, he was already hungry, and he was just in time to replenish it.

"Look at this kid is still a rice bucket, hahaha!"

There was a similar laugh all around.

Yang Ling ignored it, but Zhong Xiaoyue was a little unhappy, and was about to open her mouth to defend her, but she was stopped by him.

"When I'm hungry, I eat, I don't drink, and I don't be ashamed, and the words of others are just a breeze for me, so why should you argue."

When Zhong Xiaoyue heard him say this, she had to sit back in her place angrily, not even drinking wine or eating food!

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Just as everyone was eating and drinking, Jin Xiwen beckoned the butler to take out a gift list and began to read it in front of everyone.

The birthday gifts given by the guests should naturally be recited aloud to declare the importance of the host's family to them, and those guests who have given the gifts will also feel that their faces are bright, and on the contrary, they can be regarded as having fun with it!

"Tiger Gang, give a thousand taels of gold, I wish the old owner a lot of money and a long life!"

"Yunshan faction, give 100 catties of jade, I wish the old owner Futai good health......"

"Storm the door, give a pair of jade arhats, I wish the old owner ......"

"Perak Hall, give a thousand pieces of silk and satin, I wish the old owner ......"

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"Qinglian Sect, give three thousand taels of silver and gold, I wish the old owner ......"

"Huangshan faction, give 20 sets of topaz gold bracelets, I wish the old owner ......"

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"Jiaxing Lu family, give ten crossbows and fifty sets of sleeve arrows......"

"Fuzhou Lin family, give thirty swords......"

"Xiaoyao faction, give five bottles of jade spirit pill, ten bottles of detoxification pill, and twenty bottles of high-grade gold sore medicine......"

"Wudang faction, give a ...... of pranayama meditation method"

"Emei faction, give a golden Buddha, a floating dust, a Bodhi ......"

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