Chapter 8: The Attitude of the Ringstar Child

The expressions of the people were different at the moment, some were sneering and sneering, some were laughing, and some were flat, as if they had nothing to do with themselves.

At this time, Chu Huanxing was looking at the ordinary-looking young man in front of him.

The young man's featureless face had a modest smile, and his small eyes showed a trusting gentleness.

Chu Huanxing's face was cloudy, and he changed several times before he asked, "This Cui Daoyou, why did you come here alone?"

Although Cui Ning didn't like to be questioned like this, in the face of a big family like the Chu family, he still had no intention of adding enemies to himself in the spirit of "obscene development".

So he chuckled and said, "Because of the retreat, the tutor can't come to my friend's birthday, so let me go to the banquet on my behalf." This is my identity token. ”

After speaking, he threw the token prepared by the Master Qingling in advance to Chu Huanxing.

Looking at the token that crossed the air like a streamer, Chu Huanxing grabbed it in his hand without thinking about it.

At this time, he already had a guess in his heart, as a genius of the second-class power cultivator family in the East China Sea, he had already cultivated the ability to observe words and feelings.

Judging from Cui Ning's calm answer and throwing the token to him without any scruples, he is naturally not the kind of person who deceives the world and steals his name.

By the time the spirit of the Ringstar Boy withdrew from the token, his uncertain face had already changed to a different look.

Chu Huanxing's figure was already tall, and at this time, coupled with the charming smile on his face, it had already made the eyes of several female disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Family shine with spring in their eyes.

I saw him walk quickly towards Cui Ning, and arched his hand: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Cui, and I am Chu Huanxing!" I think the junior brother is alone, why don't you go in with the brother?"

Cui Ning's heart was very tired, but the smile on his face remained undiminished: "Senior Brother Xie, that's exactly what I mean!"

And the Gu clan man who was standing outside everyone was pale at this time, beads of sweat the size of beans continued to ooze from his forehead, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

This Gu clan patriarch is not afraid of a foundation building monk like Cui Ning, who has an unstable foundation.

What he feared even more was the strength of Qingfeng Pavilion, once it collided with such a giant in the East China Sea, the splashing waves could knock over the Gu clan.

He hesitated, gritted his teeth and came to Cui Ning's face, and bowed deeply: "Cui Gongzi, I'm sorry, I was rude just now, you don't care about the villain......"

"What, this guy offended Senior Brother Cui?"

Chu Huanxing asked pretending not to know.

Hearing this, the Gu clan big man was even more nervous, just now he heard the conversation between Cui Ning and Chu Huanxing, with Cui Ning's current identity, that Chu Huanxing would definitely face the master of the Qingfeng Pavilion.

If Cui Ning said a few words that were unfavorable to him, this Huanxing prince would definitely not mind making a move, and with the strength of the Chu family, suppressing the Gu clan disciples present would only be a flip.

Disaster came from the mouth, and the survival of the Gu clan disciples who were present now was already in Cui Ning's thoughts.

Not only the children of the Gu Clan, but also the other monks in the vicinity of here also focused their attention here, and the scattered cultivators even showed a gloating expression.

"Hehe, it's just a little misunderstanding, thank you Senior Brother Chu for your kindness, the younger brother can handle it himself." Cui Ning pondered for a moment, and then said with an unchanged face.

Chu Huanxing also secretly praised when he heard this, and felt that Cui Ning really had the demeanor of a great sect disciple and knew the general situation.

So the smile on his face was even more than before.

The children of the Gu family breathed a sigh of relief, and the rugged man's face showed a look of relief.

"That being the case, then Senior Brother won't have much to do, if Senior Brother Cui has any use to get my Huanxing, don't be polite!"

When Chu Huanxing said this, he glanced at the big man of the Gu family, intentionally or unintentionally, who hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to make contact with his gaze.

"Hehe, don't worry, if there is a need, I will definitely find my senior brother."

As soon as Cui Ning finished saying this, he heard the sharp-eyed disciple of the Chu family jump up and say, "Eldest prince, look, the people from the Shanglin Sect are here." ”

Looking in the direction of his finger, he saw that on the other side of the Immortal Gate, an immortal crane was carrying dozens of Shanglin Sect disciples.

The leader is an old man with white hair and white beard, a pair of slender eyes, a strange appearance, a yellow shirt and red shoes, and a Buddha dust in his hand.

He slowly paced to the front and arched his hand: "I'm sorry, I've kept you waiting for a long time, in Xia Zhongliang, it's the deacon in charge of the crescent moon island, please come with me." ”

This old man is a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.

A deacon in charge of receiving is as good as a genius of a second-rate force. This also shows the strength of the three giants of the East China Sea.

For sects like Shanglin Sect and Qingfeng Pavilion, it is not uncommon for monks in the foundation building period to be monks.

Take Tianhuan Island, where Cui Ning is located, there are dozens of deacons during the foundation building period.

"Daoist friends are polite."

The cultivators near the Duxian Gate spoke some words on the scene led by Chu Huanxing, and then the genius of the Chu family focused on Cui Ninglai on his side.

Knowing that this ordinary-looking young monk was actually a disciple of Qingfeng Pavilion, Zhong Liang was also shocked, and hurriedly apologized for his negligence, and his attitude was so good that Chu Huanxing secretly looked sideways.

Sure enough, the genius of his own immortal cultivation family is far inferior to an inner disciple of the three major sects!

As everyone knows, that Zhong Liang also looked at the strength of Qingfeng Pavilion, and Cui Ning, as the representative of Qingfeng Pavilion, was naturally far more important than that of Nachu Huanxing.

Then the cultivators followed the old man Zhong Liang and walked in the direction of the Moon Palace.

Along the way, Chu Huanxing was chatting with Cui Ning enthusiastically, telling some interesting stories in the immortal cultivation world that he had heard.

It just so happened that Cui Ning was also more interested in this aspect, so he listened all the way.

After a while, a towering mountain appeared in front of me.

There are many pavilions and pavilions looming on the peak, and there is a majestic palace on the top of the peak.

There are also dozens of white cranes at the foot of the mountain, eating food with their heads down.

And the most striking thing is a giant crane with three-color feathers, full of energy and exuding heroic energy, and there are two disciples of the Shanglin Sect feeding next to it.

"These cranes were all raised on this crescent island, and it is said that when the Venerable Master Xuanxu was still in the foundation building period, he met a friend who entrusted a group of cranes to the Venerable Master before traveling the world."

Chu Huanxing, who was on the side, saw Cui Ning looking at the crane and began to introduce it.

While the two were talking, I saw that Zhong Liang came to the giant crane with a retreat, bowed his head and whispered something to the giant crane.

After a long time, I only heard a crisp chirp from the mouth of the giant crane, and the cranes that were still eating food flew in front of everyone in unison, bending their limbs.

Cui Ning had a look of surprise in his eyes, and he just wanted to ask Chu Huanxing, but he heard Zhong Liang call everyone up to the back of the crane.

When everyone heard this, they jumped on the crane, and Zhong Liang, Cui Ning, and Na Chu Huanxing happened to ride on the same crane.

In a burst of crane chirping, the crane led everyone to slowly fly to the mountain peak.

On the crane's back, Zhong Liang, who was in the middle stage of the Lin Sect's foundation building, seemed to see the doubt in the eyes of the two people beside him, so he said softly:

"The giant crane you saw just now is the Crane Elder of this sect, and today is the birthday of the Venerable Master Xuanxu, so he also came out to join in the fun."

Hearing this, Chu Huanxing's face showed a hint of surprise.

And although Cui Ning didn't show anything on his face, his heart was like a wave: "Since that Zhong Liang is called an elder, the giant crane must be a third-grade spirit beast, comparable to Jindan."

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When the clouds were switched, everyone reached the top of the mountain.

Looking at the beautiful scenery of the peak, many people showed a look of amazement on their faces.

What does a fairyland on earth look like?

The best portrayal is in front of you.

But I saw that the mountains were undulating, and the trees were lush and green. Pavilions and pavilions, gold bricks and blue tiles, dotted in the meantime, there are more rare birds and beasts, soaring in the clouds and mist, just like the nine-day fairyland, breathtaking.

And in the middle of the hill stands a huge palace.

It is the place where the birthday banquet is held.

"Fellow Daoists, you are on the Jade Cinnamon Peak in front of you. The birthday feast will be held tomorrow at noon. You can go to this Cinnamon Peak first and enjoy the scenery of my Shanglin Sect. Of course, with the exception of some forbidden places, I have marked them all in this jade slip. ”

After Zhong Liang finished speaking, countless yellow lights shot out from his arms and landed on the hands of every longevity monk.

It was the jade slip engraved with the map of Cinnamon Peak.