In order to prepare for the reception of guests from all over the world to celebrate their birthdays, the outer palace of the Scorpio Palace set up a hundred tables to entertain ordinary guests, and the inner palace was divided into three classes, a total of sixteen tables. There is only one table for the first class of guests, in the innermost room. There are three tables for second-class guests, in the middle of the hall. Finally, the third class had the largest number of guests, with a total of twelve tables close to the outer palace.

Xie Ling was placed on the third-class VIP list. He randomly chose a place among the twelve tables and sat down, and there were unfamiliar faces around him, ten people at a table.

At this time, the disciples of the Absolute Poison Sect began to serve the dishes, there were not many varieties of dishes, but the portions were very large, most of them were cooked with spiritual objects, the aroma was tangy, and it contained extremely abundant spiritual energy. However, Xie Ling didn't make a move, and at this time, his eyes were attracted by a dish in front of him. In the middle of the table, in a silver basin a little deep, there were pale yellow flesh worms the thickness of fingers. They were still alive, squirming their fat bodies and trying to climb up, but the guests at the table were overjoyed when they saw it, and they actually picked up the meat worms that climbed up to the edge of the silver basin and stuffed them into their mouths, chewing and chewing, and their mouths were full of thick blue-green juice.

Although Xie Ling had heard that there was a custom of eating poisonous insects raw in southern Xinjiang, he was still a little cautious when he really saw it. Rising from his seat and heading out, he lost his appetite no matter how delicious the other dishes on the table were.

The other guests didn't care when they saw him leaving, and a disciple of the Absolute Poison Sect stepped forward and said, "Xia Daoyou is not used to eating and drinking here?"

"Sort of!" Xie Ling nodded with a smile and continued to walk outside.

"Xia Daoyou, there will be a small exchange meeting here later. If you're interested, you might as well come back and have a look!"

"Okay, I see!" Xie Ling didn't have much interest in the exchange meeting, and his mind was all about the Ancestral Soul Hall next door.

Walking out of the Scorpion Palace, there was no one else except for a few disciples of the Absolute Poison Sect who were on duty outside the palace gate. He slowly paced on the granite paved ground, but his eyes circled between a few disciples of the Absolute Poison Sect and the Ancestral Soul Hall on the other side, thinking about how to avoid their gaze and enter the golden thread.

At this moment, Lu Xiaojia ran out of the palace, saw Xie Ling in the square, and said with joy on her face: "Brother Xia, are you here too?"

Xie Ling looked at her and was about to speak, but saw two more people coming out of the palace. One was Xin Yulang and the other was Ma Mingjue, they also saw Xie Ling when they walked out of the palace, and they both paused before walking out slowly again.

"What, have you eaten those bugs too?" Xie Ling said with a smile to Lu Xiaojia who came over.

"Don't say it, I'm sick to death, I won't eat such disgusting things!" Lu Xiaojia pouted.

"Senior Sister Lu, the larvae of those 'ghost-faced moths' are good things, the hundred tables of ordinary guests in the outer palace can't eat if they want to, only the VIPs in the inner palace are eligible to enjoy them, twenty per table, two for each person, junior sister doesn't want it, it's cheaper for others. Xin Yulang smiled.

"Senior Brother Xin, since you like it so much, why did you come out, why don't you enjoy this rare delicacy more!" Lu Xiaojia said.

"We can compare with my sister there. Although with the prestige of his uncle, he can enter the second seat of the inner palace, but he can only stand behind and watch, and he can't get off the basket. Ma Mingjue paused when he said this, and said to Xie Ling: "Hey, isn't this Xia Daoyou? It's really interesting, how can we all meet you there!"

"I also feel this way, others say that there are many flies and insects (lewd insects) in southern Xinjiang, and sure enough, you can't be quiet when you go there!

Lu Xiaojia blinked, and glanced at Xie Ling in surprise, Xie Ling was gentle and elegant along the way, and had never had any radical words and behaviors, and it was the first time that he was so naked provocative and ridiculous as now. But then a smile appeared on his face and he said, "Okay!"

Xin Yulang was gloomy, and when he heard it, his pupils shrank, and he stared closely at Xie Ling, who turned around and walked forward, with a pair of peach blossom eyes. For this guest, who was younger than himself, he had a sense of secrecy.

Ma Mingjue is not. He occupies the prestige of Ma Tianxing, the elder of the Stone Spear Sect of his uncle, in the land of southern Xinjiang, and he has always been unscrupulous, and he has been ridiculed like this, his face suddenly changed and he said loudly: "The surname Xia, what did you just say, you actually said that we are flies 61616161616161!"

There are three tables in the middle of the inner palace of the Scorpio Palace to entertain distinguished guests, and the guests who can be invited to dine here are either the sect masters of a small sect or the elders of the major sects, and the scale of the Stone Spear Sect in southern Xinjiang is the same as that of the Yin Snake Sect, second only to the Poison Sect, which is one of the seven major sects, and it is considered a medium and large sect in the southern Xinjiang region. And Ma Tianxing, as the first elder of the Stone Spear Sect, has a status no less than that of the sect leader Wan Lingfu in the sect, and it is not impossible for him to enter the innermost table with his qualifications.

"What are you talking about, Mingjue is arguing with someone outside?" he put down the chopsticks in his hand, his face showed a hint of displeasure, and secretly said that this kid is really uneasy, and he has to make something happen wherever he goes.

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The expression on Ma Tianxing's face changed slightly, and then said, "Who is the other party?"

"A foreigner surnamed Xia. Also, Xin Yulang is also there. ”

"Got it, you go over and keep an eye on it first, and then report it to me if there's anything. He picked up the chopsticks on the table and said with a normal expression.

"Brother Ma. Is there something wrong?" Xin Shisan said as he looked at the departing Shimao Sect disciple.

"Nothing, just a few kids playing outside. ”

"Yes!" Xin Thirteen Elder Ermi, who didn't look expressionless on his face, secretly ordered the disciples standing behind him to go out and see what was going on.

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On the square, Ma Mingjue tried his best to attack Xie Ling on the opposite side, and the two sides were unconsciously only three or four zhang away from the golden line that separated the two palaces in the chase.

"Be careful, don't jump over the golden thread!" the Stone Spear Sect disciple who was staring outside couldn't help but remind.

"Yes, verbose!" of course Ma Mingjue understood the meaning of the golden thread. Therefore, each attack will try to avoid getting close to the gold line and keep a certain safe distance.

The disciples of the Absolute Poison Sect who were guarding outside the Scorpion Palace had already gone in to report, but it was strange that no one came out to stop them for a long time, allowing the two to fight in the square.

"Surnamed Xia, do you only know how to dodge around like a mouse?" said Ma Mingjue excitedly.

"Hmph, if I make a move, you'll regret it!" Xie Ling said contemptuously.

"Even if you make a move, am I still afraid of you!" Ma Mingjue smiled when he saw Xie Ling.

"Well, you look at 61616161"

"Good!"

The dazzling golden light flashed, and in the eyes of Lu Xiaojia, Xin Yulang and others, Ma Mingjue flew straight over the golden line and fell on the blue-black mirror-like ground opposite.

Dong 61616161616161 a dull bell sounded from the Ancestral Soul Palace, and this sound reached the palace where the Scorpion Needle Mountain went deep into the clouds, waking up someone who had been in the meditation for nearly ten years.

"It's over 616161 'Fright Bell' rings!"

The disciple of the Stone Spear Sect came back to his senses after half a ring, but his face was pale, and when he turned around, monks with shocked faces were constantly pouring out of the Scorpion Palace.