Ten miles west of the city of Guanxi City, there is a peak named Zhaoluan. This peak is the highest peak of this mountain, guarding the safety of the city like a beacon.

The mountain starts out steep and gets gentler the higher you go. Near the top of the mountain, it has become a platform, which gradually rises along the mountain, and is naturally divided into three steps. There is a pool of clear spring in the middle of the platform, which goes down the mountain peak and gradually converges into a first-class waterfall.

This peak is the private property of King Jinchun, it costs a lot of manpower and material resources, and a lot of houses are built on the top of the mountain and the mountainside, and there are many houses such as the Dock Fort, which can accommodate at least more than 1,000 people.

At this time, Wu Gen was sitting in the bottom row of the platform on the top of the mountain, holding Chu Ji with a solemn expression, staring at the various vegetables and fruits and delicate preserved meat on the table. The two of them did not give in to each other, fought bravely, and from time to time beckoned the maid who delivered the food to change the empty plate. Compared with others, this table is a little more lively.

On the platform, the group of sages of Jinchun King Zhao Chang has entered the second day.

Zhao Chang and several princes' heirs, as well as the county guards of the fiefdom, sat on the highest level, raising glasses to each other, pointing to the middle of the field.

The second level is the so-called sages, these people are really a little varied, some are dressed in cranes, fluttering and have the assets of immortals. Some of them look weird and look around proudly. There is even an old decay, who made a trick on the spot, which attracted everyone's applause.

The third order is some scattered cultivation and sects near Guanxi City, and they have been so favored by the prince that they also came here. Feeling that there was light on his face, he frequently stepped forward to toast and walked around each other a lot.

In this group of sages, Wu Gan, as a martial artist, was not qualified to participate. You didn't see Xiang Qi, who was escorting Zhao Ling all the way, and at this time, he was still guarding the audience next to Wu Gan, and he could only swallow his saliva as he looked at the delicious food.

Considering that Chu Ji is about to become the "daughter" of King Jinchun, he even took Wu Gen with some light.

Poor Chu Ji had never seen so many delicious foods, and he was already dazzled. From the moment I sat down, my mouth never stopped. She was still not satisfied with eating, she was used to living a hard life, like a squirrel, she desperately stuffed those vegetables and fruits into her body, and her clothes were bulging and stretched up a few times.

Wu Gen found that Na Lu Ke was also sitting on the second order. It's just that compared with other people around him, it's a little shabby and a little unsocial.

"Ladies and gentlemen, as the sages gather here today, you may wish to show some means to show the prosperity of my spiritual path, and also to communicate with each other and learn from others. What do you think?" Zhao Chang held the green bottle in his hand and stood up to face everyone.

"What the prince is talking about is that for such a grand event, how can there be no thaumaturgy to drink."

"Exactly, exactly, come on, come on, quickly use some means, and open everyone's eyes."

A group of vassals made noise one after another, and they all wanted to show their faces in front of the nobles.

An old man with crane hair and a childish face sitting on the second floor stood up and first saluted Zhao Chang, "Today, the prince is invited, and my cangsongzi will throw bricks and jade first, so that everyone will laugh."

As he spoke, he broke off a dead branch from the tree, put it in his hand and showed it around, and blew lightly on it. I saw a few buds emerging from the dead branches, slowly growing, the calyx leaves opened, and a few bright peach blossoms bloomed, "Such a young peach, just dedicated to the prince."

"Good ......"

The crowd cheered endlessly, who would not carry the sedan chair, and the old man was also proud.

"Okay." Zhao Chang made a final decision, "Come on, reward the jade Ruyi." The first one to come out and respond to himself will naturally be rewarded more heavily.

The old man took it with both hands, thanked him for a long time, and raised the wishful group to show everyone.

"Lord Wang, let's look at my natural means." A man with a sallow face jumped out. The man stood in the middle of the field, his belly smacking slightly, and yellow rings erupted from his mouth. These rings stopped in the air, constantly changing, and finally turned out to be a big congratulatory word.

This move also attracted a round of applause, and Zhao Chang rewarded this person with a cyan round spirit jade.

Wu Gan, who was feasting, looked very different from what Zhao Ling gave him, could it be ......

Turning his head and looking around, there was no one he was familiar with, so Wu Jian had to quietly come to Lu Ke's side, "Brother Lu, I have something to ask me about."

"Please."

Wu Yan took out a spirit jade the size of a soybean from his body, "Brother Lu, this is a spirit jade, why is it different from what the prince has rewarded."

Lu Ke glanced at it, and also took out a piece of spiritual jade from his body, compared with Wu Gan's, it was also round, although it was still cyan, but it was obviously much more polished.

"Naturally, the spirit jade in your hand is also a spiritual jade, but it is the last grade. Wu Gan: I'm afraid that you are not very clear about some of the rules of the cultivation world. Most of the things used by this cultivator are very precious, and many of them are hard to find. Therefore, most of them are bartering with each other, each according to their eyesight.

But sometimes, what if there is no equivalent, so there is a Lingyu saying. Just like the gold, silver and copper in the world, this spiritual jade also has grades, namely thorn jade, jade and yaoyu.

In order to make it easy to carry, the spirit jade was made into a round shape, weighing about one or two, and the thing that the prince rewarded was the thorn jade. What you have in your hand is the same, but it is a scattered thorn jade, and the aura is the easiest to drain, and it is not worth much."

Hearing this, Wu Yan was like five thunderbolts and sat on the spot.

No wonder Zhao Ling looked so strange that day, he only wanted three spirit jades, but he generously gave one away. It turned out that he bullied himself for not knowing the goods, and he was wronged in vain.

Secretly dripping blood in my heart, my white jade dry recipe was sold for a cabbage price. Zhao Ling, deceiving people too much.

Seeing Wu Gan's unswerving expression, Lu Ke hurriedly comforted: "Brother Wu, don't be depressed, although your thorn jade has been broken, it is still very difficult to find in the world, and you can sell some silver."

"Oh, please also ask Brother Lu for advice, how to exchange this spirit jade with gold and silver."

"Well, let's put it this way, originally a normal one or two thorn jades can be exchanged for a hundred taels of gold. One or two jades can be exchanged for ten taels of thorn jade. The rarest Yaoyu is priced at one tael for one hundred taels of jade, but it is actually impossible. Yaoyu is extremely rare, and many people hide it in their hands, reluctant to exchange it.

And the most important thing is that in recent years, with the recovery of spiritual energy and the increase of qi practitioners, the price of this spiritual jade has risen again, and those who have it are even more reluctant to make a move, just to wait for the appreciation. Don't look at the fact that the prince only rewarded a thorn jade, it is more and more valuable in his hand." Lu Ke's eyes also showed a hint of envy.

"This is the ...... in Brother Lu's hand," Wu Yan carefully touched the spirit jade in Cuo Lu Ke's hand.

"This is the Thorn Jade, which was rewarded by Lord Zhao Yanweng." Lu Ke stretched out his hand and handed it to Wu Gan.

Wu Yan shrank his hand in fright, such a valuable thing, if he was beaten by himself, how much tofu would he have to sell to earn it back, "Then how much gold can this thorny jade in my hand be worth."

Lu Ke frowned, and after a moment of consideration, he said, "This spirit jade is already broken, just like a sky-high jade bracelet, how much is it worth if it is broken into a few pieces. This thing is already a chicken rib for a qi practitioner, and it is useless for mortals, if you meet someone you want, you can sell it for a hundred and ten taels of silver."

When it came to the word silver, Lu Ke accentuated his tone, he was still afraid that Wu Gen would be too disappointed, so he said something higher.

Silver, it can only be exchanged for silver, and he gave others a hen that can lay golden eggs, only a few taels of silver, Wu Geng's heart is like a knife.

Zhao Ling, you are a dignified master, if you deceive a young man who has never been in the world like this, will your heart really not hurt so much.

Thinking of this, Wu Ganhuo got up and looked at Zhao Ling who was sitting on the stage with a sad and angry face.

Feeling Wu Gan's gaze, Zhao Ling looked up with some doubts, and suddenly saw that his father was rewarding people with spiritual jade, and suddenly turned his face away in his heart.

Seeing that Zhao Ling ignored him, Wu Yan returned to his seat in a huff. Chu Ji saw that his face was a little wrong, so he reached out and grabbed a big white pear and handed it over.

Seeing pieces of spiritual jade being rewarded, Wu Yan couldn't help but feel a pain in his flesh, like a mountain of gold flying away.

At this moment, a person stood up and said to Zhao Changshi, "Lord Wang, this place is called Zhaoluan, how can there be no Luan. Watch me recruit a luan bird, and justify the name of this peak. Please also give me a silk scarf."

Several owners on the stage glanced at each other, but did not take out their silk scarves. It's not that she is reluctant, how can this woman's silk scarf be given to others casually, this person is not

It's the cultivation that spoils the mind.

Seeing that he was going to be cold, Zhao Ling had to signal the maid to hand over a red silk scarf, so as not to make his father's face look bad.

The man also came to his senses at this time, hurriedly stepped forward to take it, and gave a deep salute to Zhao Ling, "Thank you Lord Weng, look at the villain's methods, you will definitely live up to Lord Weng's kindness."

As he spoke, he folded the silk scarf a few times, but it looked like a bird. I took out another pen, dipped it in some cinnabar water, and gently tapped it twice on the eye area.

"Hey." The man snorted and crossed some spiritual energy inside, and the bird made of a silk scarf suddenly emitted a red light, gradually expanded, and turned into a big bird and rose into the air. The bird's body is crystal clear, with some red bloodshots, and as it flies, the loud chirping also resounds through the mountains.

The big bird dragged its long tail feathers, swept over the top of the mountain, and flew over the heads of everyone, and everyone who saw it was amazed.

This bird is vivid, no different from the real bird, I can't say that after today, the rumors of the appearance of the Zhaoluan Peak Divine Bird will soon spread out, and the next thing is to report auspicious and set up a monument to describe this matter, anyway, the prince of Zhao Chang is here, and all kinds of miracles should naturally be on his people.

Seeing the big bird flying over, Wu Gan rolled his eyes, whispered to Chu Ji, who was holding half a fruit in his mouth and looking at the big bird stupidly, and said, "Chu Ji, maybe you brought that bird over." As he spoke, he drew a circle with his hand twice.

"I'll try." Chu Ji was a little unsure. She was short and simply stood on the table and waved to the big bird, "Little bird, come here, there is something delicious."

The big bird's flight slowed down a little, and continued to fly forward. At this time, Chu Ji stopped drying, stuffed half of the fruit into his pocket, stretched out his hands forward, as if grasping something, and pulled back hard.

With its movements, the big bird turned around and flew towards the first day.

The spell caster couldn't help but be shocked, originally he wanted to let this bird land next to Zhao Ling to show the respect of the other party. Unexpectedly, this bird suddenly lost its control, and turned around and flew towards a little girl.

There were many qi practitioners present, and the sudden disturbance of the aura in this place naturally could not escape their induction. However, this method was only used by a five or six-year-old girl, and she couldn't help but be surprised and looked at each other.

Seeing this, the spell caster hurriedly increased his control over the big bird, but at this time, he felt that the connection with it was very obscure, and an invisible strange force was pulling the big bird away. In the meantime, the big bird has already flown to the top of Chu Ji's head, chirped softly, and landed on its head.

With a "poof", the big bird disappeared, still turning into a silk scarf.

Seeing this vision, everyone talked about it, and their eyes were very different when they looked at Chu Ji. The tricks shown by this little girl have made many people's hearts moved, and this is how sensitive she must be to the aura to control the big bird in this way.

Zhao Chang stroked his beard lightly and looked at Chu Ji with a meaningful gaze.

At this moment, someone shouted, "Wu Gan, you are a martial artist, what are you, how can you be qualified to sit here."