Chapter 350: White Spike Immortal Rice
The inauguration meeting, which lasted for an hour, finally came to an end.
Zheng Zheng raised the silver cup at this time, and said with great spirit: "Thank you for your face today, although I Lingyun Pavilion has nothing good to entertain, but this wine is extraordinary, it is King Kong Ape Head Wine, not only the taste is mellow, but also has the effect of refining the true element, solidifying the soul of the yuan, and accelerating the cultivation. ”
Everyone hurriedly stared at the jade bottle in their hands, and couldn't help but move their tongues and throats, and hurriedly poured wine.
The words of the Lingyun Pavilion Lord are trustworthy.
The whole palace was suddenly overflowing with the aroma of wine, and the fragrance was intoxicating.
Zheng Zheng and a group of immortal cultivators chanted a cup together, and all kinds of praise were heard, some people shook their heads, some people closed their eyes for a long time, and some people sighed and shouted: Bitter, I drank this cup today, and since then there has been no wine in the world, and I was miserable by the pavilion master. ”
"Hahaha" everyone laughed, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became extremely warm.
"Fellow Daoists, after drinking this cup, you are tasting this fruit. ”
"The origin of this fruit is also extraordinary, it is said that it is a peach pit accidentally dropped in the mortal world when the Heavenly Court Pan Peach Immortal Society, after countless years of vicissitudes of life and evolution, finally blossomed and bore fruit everywhere. ”
"This peach fruit blooms once in three hundred years, bears fruit in three hundred years, and when it matures in three hundred years, the branches are full of three hundred peaches, although the effect is 108,000 miles away from the real peach, but it is also not an ordinary fruit. ”
"If you eat it, you will have a lot of immortal energy in your heart from now on, and you will deepen your understanding of the Great Dao, and your cultivation in the future will protect your mind and spirit, not be disturbed by the demons in your heart, and help you become a supreme avenue. ”
The crowd was like a pot that had been blown up, once again scorched by thunder on the outside and tender on the inside.
Heavenly peach.
Although it is just an ordinary nuclear beard that grows in the world, it still makes everyone rush to it, and almost everyone swallows the peach into their stomachs in two bites. There are also a few people who secretly hide the peach beard in their sleeves, planning to take it back to cultivate it to see if it can sprout and grow.
Zheng Zhengquan didn't see it, and continued to speak: "Since everyone has tasted the aperitif fruit, let's invite everyone to have a light meal." ”
"Shang Xiansui. ”
As the guards sang, Qingyu, Rushuang and other women held a ceramic white jade bowl and offered a bowl to each immortal cultivator, and there was a rice in each bowl.
Yes, it's just a piece of rice, but this rice is as white as snow, as big as a banana, and it has a steaming fragrance on it, which makes people move the root of their tongue and speed up their saliva when they smell it.
Although immortal cultivators can open the valley, the habits they have developed since childhood are not so easy to change, and the appetite is also one of the favors of everyone in their spare time.
"White Spike Immortal Rice. The knowledgeable immortal cultivator suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"It turned out to be fairy rice. ”
The eyes of the immortal cultivators fell to the ground again, this Lingyun Pavilion, what other treasures are there?
This white spike fairy rice is a real spiritual food, it contains a lot of spiritual energy, each food is quite a cultivation size once a week, if you can eat this thing every day, the cultivation speed can be imagined.
Surprise is surprise, but everyone is not slow, and some people can't wait to put it in their mouths and chew it.
This fairy rice is full of chewiness, fresh taste, full of aftertaste after eating, don't look at just a grain of rice, but eat into the stomach is not only full, but also have heating flowing in the whole body, indescribably comfortable.
This trip is really worth it.
Some immortal cultivators have even been brewing in their hearts, how to brag to those disdainful Daoists when they go back.
After everyone was full of food and drink, Zheng Zheng clapped his palms and signaled that he had something to say.
The hall soon fell silent, and everyone stared at the young pavilion master, full of curiosity about what else he would do to make an astonishing move.
Zheng Zheng's palm flipped slightly, and three top-notch magic weapons appeared out of thin air, floating lightly in the air. A Sweeping Seven Star Clothes, a blue water fluorescent sword, and a Booming Mountain Divine Seal, each of which is full of not weak mana fluctuations, is the best magic weapon.
A faint smile appeared on his face and said: "You have worked tirelessly, flying from all over the world, Poor Dao is deeply honored, today there is a small game session, if anyone can win in the game, they can get one of the magic weapons." ”
There was another lively commotion in the hall, and everyone couldn't help but gear up and be eager to try. A person who was already anxious spoke: "Lord Yue, please also announce the title of the game, so that you fellow Daoists can show their skills." ”
"It's ......"
After a warm response, Zheng Zheng was about to come up with a question, when suddenly a sharp eagle's cry sounded in the sky, and then a golden light flashed, and a canary lark had appeared on his shoulder. The lark "chirped" a few times, as if he was singing, but Zheng Zheng's face suddenly sank, stood up suddenly, and shook his robe.
At this moment, there was a loud bang on the mountain peak, and then the palace shook a few times, and soon returned to its original state.
"What's going on?"
"What happened just now?"
The immortal cultivators looked around with a look of surprise on their faces, not understanding what was going on.
Zheng Zheng said coldly: "Longhua, open the spirit mirror." ”
"Yes. Xuanyuan Longhua did not hurry to take out a gossip round mirror from his arms, and threw it into the air, and the mirror immediately rose to a length of a zhang, sunshine and green forests, mountains and rivers, birds and beasts, all of which were among them. It's just that the scene in the mirror always feels familiar. There were also dozens of black-robed monks at the foot of the mountain, led by two people, one thin and one tall, who kept waving magic weapons to attack the mountain peak.
"In the mirror is Ling Yunfeng. ”
"That black-robed monk is from the Ghost Mansion of Qiu Mountain. ”
In just an instant, everyone understood and exclaimed.
The people of Qiu Mountain's Ghost Mansion actually came to attack Lingyun Peak.
Thinking of the Xuanyin Ancestor and the ferocity and viciousness of the disciples of the Ghost Mansion, most of the scattered cultivators' faces changed, and they were bitter in their hearts.
"That thin man is the party master of the Ghost Mansion Law Enforcement Hall, the ninth-level monk of Qi refining is the Blood Demon Heavenly Venerable, and the tall one is the deputy hall master of the ninth-layer monk Yinshan Old Ghost. ”
"The two ninth-level cultivators are leading the team, and there are six eighth-layer monks, more than ten seventh-level monks, and a large number of middle-level disciples of qi refining. ”
When there is a report of the enemy's strength, the quiet leaves of the hall can be heard. All the immortal cultivators' faces turned like earth, with such a strong strength, almost half of the Qiu Mountain Ghost Mansion's belongings, could it be that Lingyun Pavilion and the Ghost Mansion have a deep enmity of blood?
It's miserable, I knew I wouldn't be able to go to troubled waters, and now it's not good, I'm going to throw my life here.
Zheng Zheng was not afraid, snorted heavily, and sneered: "Sure enough, there is a guy who doesn't open his eyes to make trouble." Since they are here, let them understand the strength of my Lingyun Pavilion. ”
After saying this, Zheng Zheng stepped out proudly, followed by the monks of Lingyun Pavilion, who were doing scattered cultivation from all over the world, and after hesitating for a moment, he also followed out of the lobby, ready to take a look at the excitement, in case the situation was not right, it was good to slip away at any time.
"Everyone, it's going to be lively here, wait for my Lingyun Pavilion to clean up the miscellaneous fish, and then continue the game just now. ”
After coming to the temple gate dojo, Zheng Zheng looked back and smiled lightly at a group of monks.
Everyone's expressions were a little complicated, did this young pavilion master have a bamboo in his head, or did he make a gesture? It is not denied that Lingyun Pavilion does have good strength, but compared with Qiu Shan's ghost mansion, it is still a gap.
What do they rely on to bridge this gap?