Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Two: Spring Feast
After five days in a hurry, the spring feast arrived.
Immortal cultivators do not celebrate the New Year's Day, but the spring day is their grandest day of celebration, celebrating the rebirth of plants and trees, celebrating the return of all things, and thanking for the grace of heaven and earth.
On this day, each immortal cultivation sect will hold a set of rituals handed down from their ancestors behind closed doors, all in all, it is much the same, the most important thing is to teach the disciples to be diligent and kind, and unite with each other.
After a long year, it has become a holiday of relaxation and celebration.
Before the meal was served, the younger disciples in the sect had almost already arrived, and they were ten at a table, and they gathered together to fill the last table.
After another quarter and a half, the elders also came to take their seats, all dressed ceremoniously and with a rare smile on their faces.
This year, before the pavilion master was in retreat, the Great Elder of the Confused Yuan sat on the main seat, and many young disciples flocked to the Great Elder first, vying to kowtow to the Great Elder, in order to send them to stand out and be accepted as a disciple by the Great Elder.
The Great Elder of the Confused Yuan stroked his beard and laughed, and said a lot of encouraging words before sending these little devils away.
Now at the age of his cultivation, it was almost twilight, but he felt that he had almost touched the door of becoming an immortal, and after a few decades of enlightenment, it would not be a problem to ascend.
Now that Bailing is also older, there is another apprentice Xu Moling with excellent bones, he doesn't want to toss anymore with this old bone, so he just laughs kindly, and does not show favor to any little disciple.
also remembered Xu Moling and Bailing, so he subconsciously glanced to the left, hey, why haven't these two people come yet.
"Wen Xi, where is your Senior Brother Mo Ling?" said Elder Confusion Yuan twice before stopping the person who was laughing.
"Ah, I see that my senior brother went out early, why isn't he there?" Wen Xi looked at the two seats above, okay, they were all empty.
"Great Elder, don't worry, I guess I forgot to cultivate again, I'll look for it!" Wen Xi ran out after speaking, and knocked down two chairs.
"This kid, reckless. Great Elder Confusion frowned and muttered.
"Eh, why do you say that my apprentice is reckless?" Wen Xi's master, Elder Li Zhen, suddenly stuck his head over and stared at him.
"How can you say it, I also hugged him when he was young, okay, and don't you always call him a stupid person on weekdays?"
As the saying goes, old children, these two are both two hundred years old, and it is very naughty to quarrel here over a gossip.
Elder Lizhen really didn't give up, and continued to grab the white: "That's my apprentice, I can say whatever I want, you can't say it, you are reckless!"
"Okay, okay, don't talk about it, get out of here. The Great Elder of the Confused Yuan crossed his forehead with two fingers, which was getting closer and closer to him, and pushed it to the side.
After arguing, Wen Xi also came back, only to see him arch his hand with a solemn expression: "Great Elder, Liuyin Palace, I haven't seen Senior Brother in the cultivation cave, and the disciple also looked for Senior Sister Bailing by the way, but I didn't see anyone." ”
Great Elder Yuan's eyelids jumped involuntarily, but he didn't notice it.
"These two guys, I don't know where to play again, Wen Xi, you call a few people to look for it, and they won't be present at the spring banquet, what do they look like!"
"Yes!" Wen Xi called a few good juniors, did not alarm everyone, and quietly went out from the side door to find someone.
"Hahaha, you don't look like he's a fool!"
Zhang Yuanling shook around in front of the door of the Liunan Hall of the Great Elder of the Confused Yuan, turned around and left without seeing anyone, and tripped over his own clothes after walking a long way.
And Xu Moling and Bailing, who everyone had been looking for, were sitting on the roof of the Liunan Palace.
Bailing was amused by Yuan Ling's funny back, but Xu Moling didn't have a smile on his face: "I only accompany you willfully this time, and there will be no more next time." ”
He went out early today and wanted to go to Elder Bu Yi to ask a question first, and then go to the spring banquet, but as soon as he stepped out of the threshold, he was blocked by Bailing, and it seemed that he had been squatting here.
She tugged on her sleeve and insisted that she wanted to see the stars and escape the spring feast.
Xu Moling naturally wouldn't agree, he had done enough wrong things, and he didn't want to make Master angry like this again.
But Bailing began to cry, she said that the two of them always did this when they were children, and they haven't lived since they came back from the demon world, and said that she didn't want to go to the spring banquet in fact, she wanted to escape the rumors of the people in the pavilion, and they always said that she might have experienced some terrible things in the demon world, which caused her brain to be abnormal when she first came back.
As soon as these words came out, Xu Moling immediately softened and felt guilty.
It wasn't until I sat on the roof of this house and saw her big cunning eyes flickering and looking around, and I couldn't find a trace of sadness and sadness, that I realized that I might have been coaxed.
But Bailing had succeeded in tricking people into being alone with him, and he couldn't stop her full of joy even if he said anything at this time.
She stuck out her tongue and looked up at the stars.
After sitting for a while, Bailing was happy, but Xu Moling was embarrassed and bored, so he proposed to go back.
"Why don't we go back, Master must be worried about you. It should be the feast by now, everyone is eating, and you won't gossip. ”
How could Bailing agree, this was an opportunity she had won so hard, and the main event had not yet begun.
"Senior brother, do you want to go to the secret treasure pavilion in Heshan to have a look? The exit actually ignored his words.
Xu Moling didn't answer, thinking that she was talking to herself without words, the treasure pavilion in Heshan has always only had the pavilion master and the master in possession of the key, and all the treasures in it are the treasures of the real pavilion.
There are exercises, as well as a variety of Dan magic instruments, etc., and it is rumored that the famous instrument Zixu Mirror is stored in it.
He really wanted to go in, but how could it be? He didn't have the key. He even decided that if Bailing was going to encourage him to go to the master's room to steal the key, then he would turn around and leave, and she would not look back if she cried again.
Bailing blinked, looking confident.
I saw her fumbling in her sleeve for a while before opening a hand, and lying in the palm of her hand was the key to the Treasure Pavilion.
"How can you have this?" Xu Moling was still a little surprised, you must know that in the past, Bailing also asked the master for this thing, but the master refused on the grounds that she was too active and was afraid of losing the treasure.
"My father wants me to keep it for him for a while, and now that the key is in my hand, it doesn't hurt us to go in and have a look. Bailing's strange eyes tempted Xu Moling.
Eventually, he couldn't resist his curiosity and nodded in agreement.
Since parting ways with Nian Yun, Xu Moling seems to have an addiction to cultivation, and there is nothing to arouse his interest, only to cultivate, and keep cultivating.
He used to follow the rules, but now he doesn't have so many worries.
How much he wants to be strong, at least he has the monstrous mana of the Demon Lord, so that he and Nianyun will be equal.
He could almost guess that Bailing's key was coming from the wrong way, and he knew some of her careful thoughts, but he didn't care, as long as he could become stronger, and he didn't do anything hurtful, at most he would be scolded by the master.