In order to celebrate his nephew becoming an official disciple this time, Wang Cripple spent almost many years of his old capital, took out the spirit stones he had saved over the years, and directly covered the second floor of Juhuan Building.

It was a small celebration, but in fact there were eighteen tables, each of which was full of delicious food and wine.

On each table, there were a few people sitting scattered, most of them were the miscellaneous brothers of the medicine garden invited by Wang Cripple, and they were all miscellaneous disciples who had a good relationship with their uncles and nephews when they were in the medicine garden on weekdays.

There are also some official disciples of the sect that Wang Cheng has known in recent years.

Of course, these two groups of people are seated separately, after all, their identities and status are not on the same level.

As Zhao Ping'an and Wang Cripple walked in, many people set their eyes on the two.

Wang Cheng, who was originally greeting others, was even more happy when he saw Zhao Ping'an, and hurriedly walked over.

"Brother Zhao!"

"You're here!"

Wang Cheng was full of smiles and came to greet Zhao Ping'an.

is different from other people's names, for so many years, he has only called Zhao Ping'an Brother Zhao, because the latter's appearance has not become old with the passage of time, but still maintains a handsome appearance.

Compared with before, Wang Cheng has become more calm and mature, no longer the lively and immature boy he was at the beginning, and there is a touch of heroism between his eyebrows.

And at this moment, he was looming, and the mana fluctuations he emitted were much stronger than Wang Cripple, reaching the realm of the sixth layer of qi refining.

In the past ten years, under Tang Feiyan's teaching, the promotion and growth of Wangcheng are obvious to all.

"Good boy, not bad."

"Congratulations on becoming an official disciple of the sect."

"You have lived up to Senior Brother Wang's expectations of you."

Zhao Ping'an patted him on the shoulder and smiled.

"Hehe, Brother Zhao, I can't have where I am today, and I can't do without your help back then."

"Come on, sit down."

Wang Cheng grinned, and let Wang Cripple take Zhao Ping'an to sit at the main table.

"There's no hurry."

"This Pure Heart Bead has the help of promoting cultivation, which can be regarded as a little bit of my heart."

Zhao Ping'an casually took out the magic weapon he had prepared before and gave it to Wang Cheng.

"Brother Zhao, this ......"

Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, a little afraid to accept it, and looked at his uncle Wang Cripple.

"Ping, didn't I tell you last time? You can just come today, you don't have to bring anything. ”

Next to him, Wang Cripple frowned slightly and said.

"Senior Brother Wang, this is as it should be."

"Wang Cheng was grown up by us, and it is a great joy that he can become an official disciple of the sect."

"Wang Cheng, don't shirk, take it."

Zhao Ping'an motioned for Wang Cheng to accept it with peace of mind.

"Since peace has said so, you can take it from the city."

Wang lame sighed lightly, and finally let Wang Cheng accept it with peace of mind.

Immediately, under Wang Cheng's arrangement, the two of them sat at the main table as a matter of course.

Not long after, Da Niu, who was the elder brother of the medicine garden's handyman, also arrived here.

"Peace, Senior Brother Wang."

"I'm not late, am I?"

Not long after the two of them sat down, Da Niu also arrived here.

Da Niu is still the same as before, but in recent years, the affairs of the medicine garden have become more and more complicated, so many times it is very busy, and this time I can rush here to participate in the celebration of Wang Cheng becoming an official disciple, and it is also the time that I finally squeezed out.

"Of course it's not too late."

"Sit down."

"It's good that you can take a break from your busy schedule."

The lame man smiled and was still quite grateful to the big cow.

"Senior Brother Wang is right."

"However, the three of us haven't been together for a long time, and it's rare to get together here today, so you can't drink two cups?"

Zhao Ping'an also said with a smile.

"Okay, okay."

"But the last I came, I still had to punish myself."

In front of Zhao Ping'an and Wang Cripple, Da Niu would never put the shelf of the medicine garden handyman senior brother, and he drank a cup first with a smile.

Zhao Ping'an noticed that the smile on Da Niu's face was very reluctant, and he seemed to have something on his mind.

The three of them are very familiar with each other, and with the mellow wine, they soon have endless topics to talk about.

At this time, more people also came to participate in the celebration party in the royal city one after another.

After the lame man drank three or five cups, he was worried that Wang Cheng would be a little overwhelmed, so he went to help his nephew greet the others, and the second floor of the entire Juhuan Building became lively and noisy.

"I really envy this kid Wang Cheng, who has broken through to the sixth level of qi refining in his cultivation, and has passed the sect's assessment to become a formal disciple."

"If I hadn't lost an arm, maybe I would have had the opportunity to become an official disciple of the sect."

Looking at the high-spirited Wang Cheng not far away, the smile on Da Niu's face disappeared, and he sighed lightly and said.

Although he is the envy of many miscellaneous disciples in the medicine garden, and his status is only under the guard of the medicine garden, Da Niu has his own worries.

Because of the loss of an arm, no matter how much Da Niu cultivated, the realm almost always stopped, which also became his heart disease.

"Da Niu, is there still no way to recover your lost arm?"

Zhao Ping'an asked.

"I've used a lot of methods over the years, but they have almost no effect, unless it's to find a high-level healing elixir, but that kind of thing, how can a person like me plot something?"

Da Niu laughed to himself and said. High-level healing pills, even if they are high-level members of the sect, I am afraid that they will not be able to get one, let alone his small medicine garden handyman elder brother.

Ordinary healing pills couldn't help him recover his lost arm at all.

Only in front of Zhao Ping'an would Da Niu confide his distress like this, otherwise someone else would not reveal this emotion at all.

"Don't worry, I may have a way to help you."

Zhao Ping'an pondered for a moment, and suddenly said this.

"Peace, do you have a way? You're not kidding me, are you? ”

Hearing this, Da Niu's eyes lit up and he looked at Zhao Ping'an deadly.

That look, like a person who is about to fall into the water, is as eager as grasping the last straw to be saved.

"Tomorrow night, you come to me."

Zhao Ping'an smiled mysteriously and said firmly.

The reason why he has such confidence to say that he can help Da Niu is because of the special attributes of immortal mana, and as he broke through the "Immortal Sword Technique" to the sixth layer not long ago, the vitality contained in immortal mana is becoming more and more amazing.

Of course, this is also for the sake of the good relationship between Da Niu and himself, so Zhao Ping'an is willing to try to use the immortal mana to give it a try.

Otherwise, if it were someone else, Zhao Ping'an would naturally be too lazy to intervene.

After all, by doing so, you increase the risk of revealing your own secrets.

"Okay."

Seeing that Zhao Ping'an was so determined, Da Niu's heart was surging and he nodded heavily.

"Zhao Ping'an!"

Just as the two were talking, a pretty figure slowly walked over and called Zhao Ping'an's name.

Zhao Ping'an looked up and saw a graceful woman.

She is wearing a cyan dress, her body is slender and graceful, her skin is firm and smooth, and her facial features are delicate and small, which is very beautiful and moving.