"Haha, of course you can. How can you not be full when you come to my Golden Blade Gate as a guest? Go and inform the chef and serve a new table of dishes for these little fairies."

"Yes, Elder Chen."

Not to mention anything else, just because of the performance atmosphere that these little girls brought to him just now, and the appropriate benefits, Elder Chen naturally had no reason to refuse, and directly asked the steward to go to the kitchen to inform him.

When other people in the hall saw this, they all became envious and jealous. How wonderful it is to be so young!

After all, the various dishes served at Golden Knife Gate are all linked to spiritual energy.

Naturally, they all want to eat to their heart's content. The key is temperament, and they can't lose face!

"Fairies, the dishes are here again, please use them slowly."

"Yeah, okay, just put it here!"

Empty plates of new dishes were removed and put on the table. The girls laughed happily and started eating regardless of their image.

"Start serving the wine!"

Elder Chen shouted loudly.

Outside there were rows of female disciples from the Golden Sword Sect, each holding a tray with wine bottles and glasses on it, and walked into the main hall.

"This trip is really worth it! I didn't expect that we would also be able to taste this golden spirit wine. My cultivation level will definitely improve a lot this time."

Wine bottles and glasses were placed on each table.

Everyone in the hall was filled with joy and anticipation, and they wished they could have a drink for themselves.

But everyone agreed, even if they were impatient, they had no intention of pouring themselves wine, as if they were waiting for something.

"It's strange. Looking at them like that, does this wine really taste good? Let me try it first."

Without saying a word, Yang Qianyue picked up the teapot and poured herself a cup, followed closely by Yang Ningyue and Bai Jingjing.

"Puff, puff! What a strong drink! It tastes so bad!"

The three girls just poured the wine from the wine glasses into their mouths, and then spit it out directly, with their mouths open and their tongues hanging out, their brows twisted into twists.

"This, this is such a waste! Such a good spiritual wine is wasted by you like this!"

Everyone felt so distressed when they saw this!

"Humph, you little girls are such a waste of money. The glass of wine you just drank was not even drunk by many people who wanted to, so you just let it go to waste."

An old man at the first table in the front looked at the three glasses of wine that had spat on the floor, and then looked at the three girls, pointing at them with an angry face.

It seemed that what the three girls vomited out was not wine, but rather like cutting off three pieces of his flesh, which made him feel distressed and uncomfortable.

"If you think this wine is so good, then let's drink it for you. We won't care about it!"

Yang Ningyue curled her lips at the old man, and from a distance of more than ten meters, she grabbed a full bottle of wine in her hand and threw it at the old man as if throwing away garbage.

"Hey, be careful, don't break such a good wine. Are you really giving it to me, old man?"

The old man quickly caught it carefully and hurriedly, looking at the three girls in disbelief with his big eyes.

Yang Qianyue waved her hand casually: "You don't have to give it to anyone else."

"Okay, okay, haha, thank you three little girls!"

The old man's face was full of joy and joy, and he took a sip directly into the spout of the wine bottle. What a pleasant enjoyment!

When the others looked at the old man, they were all respectful and envious at the same time.

No wonder this old man can sit in the top spot and everyone's eyes are so respectful.

This old man, the ancestor of the Vajra Sect, is also a strong man in the Nascent Soul stage.

And he is still very good friends with the ancestor of the Golden Blade Sect.

"Ancestor is here!"

Following a loud shout, another old man with white hair and white beard, a majestic face, and a middle-aged man beside him, came in from outside the hall.

"See the Golden Sword Ancestor!"

Everyone in the entire hall stood up in unison and bowed their hands to the ancestor of the Golden Blade Sect.

"The girls, Big Yue and Little Yue, also followed suit. They looked at the old man seriously and they looked ordinary.

"I wish the ancestor of the Golden Sword a long life!"

"I wish the ancestor of Jin Dao will be as blessed as the East Sea and ascend to the immortal realm as soon as possible!"

Then everyone sent birthday congratulations one by one.

"Haha, thank you all. Welcome to my Golden Sword Gate to celebrate my birthday. I feel honored to come and have a drink with you all."

Everyone picked up their wine glasses one by one and finally tasted the long-awaited wine, with faces full of enjoyment and aftertaste.

"Old man Mo, that boy of mine, the head of the Golden Knife Sect, Daniel, why haven't you seen him on such a big day today? I'm still waiting for that boy to toast me to the old man!"

The Patriarch of the Vajra Sect took another sip of wine from the spout of the pot, and looked angrily at the rightful owner, the Patriarch of the Golden Knife Clan.

Of all the people in the audience, this old man was the only one who dared to speak like this to the ancestor of the Golden Blade Sect.

When the ancestor of Jindaomen who was sitting in the upper seat heard this, his whole body trembled subconsciously and he felt the person next to him looking towards him.

The ancestor of Jin Dao smiled again: "Daniu has been in seclusion recently, so he missed today's banquet. I hope Brother Peng can forgive me."

The head of the Vajra Sect was stunned for a moment subconsciously.

The real name of this Patriarch of the Diamond Clan is Pengshan, and the Patriarch of the Golden Knife Clan is Motong.

The two have been good friends since they first entered the immortal world, one wields a sword and the other wields a sword.

Later, they each founded the Golden Sword Sect and the Vajra Sect to support each other.

We have been close friends for many years, and we always call him "Old Man" when we meet.

Today, this old friend directly addressed me so politely.

Especially the current head of the Golden Knife Sect, Mo Daniu, the son of Mo Tong.

It seemed that he had just come out of seclusion a few days ago. His father was in such a big ostentation, and he was the head of the Golden Sword Sect. How could he be absent today for no reason.

Pengshan, the ancestor of the Vajra Sect, frowned subconsciously.

"Old man Mo, I wonder who this fellow Taoist next to you is?"

Looking at the stranger next to Mo Tong, he thought he was a guest celebrating his birthday.

But that man had been beside Mo Tong from the beginning to the end, silent and without any expression, and more importantly, he couldn't tell the depth of his cultivation, so everyone became curious.

At this time, Da Yue and Xiao Yue in the crowd on the other side were eating and looking ahead from time to time.

"Oh, haha, let me introduce to you. This is an old friend of mine, Taoist Lushan, whom I met many years ago. Today is my birthday, so this old friend of mine also came here.

When everyone heard that they had such expressions, they all raised their hands to say hello. The man also clasped his fists in return, but without any expression, as if he was disdainful.

Seeing his old friend Mo Tong's introduction to that person, Pengshan in the crowd became even more confused.

They have been friends for many years, but why have they never heard from Mo Tong? It feels like something is wrong.

"Haha, come on, come on, everyone is drinking! You must have fun. Today is my birthday. Everyone is free to drink the Jinling Wine from my Golden Blade Sect!"

"Thank you, ancestor of the Golden Sword."

When they heard that they could drink as much Jin Ling Liquor as they wanted, everyone was so happy that they drank one cup after another.

Only Pengshan, looking at his old friend who was different from usual today, was thinking about something.

On the other side, Oyue Xiaoyue and the others were eating the dishes by themselves from beginning to end. Except for the first three glasses of wine, they vomited them out because they found them too unpalatable, and never touched a drop of them.

"Hey, what, what's going on? Is it because I drank too much wine? I feel dizzy!"

"Not good! These nine are poisonous, my magic power seems to be imprisoned!"

suddenly.

Everyone in the audience was dizzy and weak.

I thought it was due to alcohol, and someone wanted to use magic to suppress it.

But everyone's expressions changed in shock, just because they couldn't use any more magic power and couldn't control it at all.

"Hahaha...! You just realized it now, it's too late!"
Chapter completed!