That night, there were laughter and joy in the cave. In addition to these people, Xuanqiu Caiwei and several sisters from Qingqiu Hall were also present, but their two sisters were abandoned by Xiang Yang.

It was originally a pitiful person, but Xiang Yang didn't think they were dirty after serving Fengwu and Fengtong, but in the past ten years, their Yuanyin loss has not been much possible.

Those monks in the Killing Dan stage who followed Feng Wu and Feng Tong did not take any action in the formation at that time, Xiang Yang had already been banned by Xiang Yang. Now they have become puppet-like existences like those in Yushantang.

For those in the Nascent Soul stage, Xiang Yang cannot do his current cultivation level, so he can only slowly achieve it and it will take a certain amount of time. Unless the Heaven and Earth Furui Wanling Art is upgraded to a higher level, he will be able to become more familiar with it at that time.

At this time, string music was flying in the cave with her, Xiang Yang was in the main seat, Chu Xuan sat down next to him, and there were several monks below. In front of each of them were plates of fairy fruits and delicacies. Next to him, there were maids and monks in the Dan-stage stage serving meticulously.

Danding, Zeng Qiu and the three of them are at least Nascent Soul cultivators, and they can still remain calm, but Di Shang Yin and the female cultivators of Qingqiu Hall were already confused. Everything in front of them was something they could not get for spending all their money. Now they are placed in front of them and let them enjoy it...

"I invite you to come this time. First, I want to introduce you to you to know you. Second, I have something to discuss. Third, I have just met you shortly after I returned to the sect and I just met you, but I feel very destined to you, so I took this opportunity to communicate with you. As the saying goes, getting to know you is destined to be destined. I will respect you first!"

After a glass of wine, Xiang Yang smiled and pointed his hand at his side: "This is the friend I want to introduce. Brother Chu Xuan is a distinguished guest from the Jiuding Immortal Sect."

Zeng Qiu and Li Boxi trembled their hands. The distinguished guest of the Jiuding Immortal Sect? Is this the immortal envoy? He actually sat down on Xiang Yang's lower head... This relationship...

The Danding and Qingqiutang didn't care. One was a weapon refiner who turned a blind eye to the outside world. The other had a low status after all, and they didn't understand the meaning of this identity at all.

Chu Xuan naturally knew what Xiang Yang was trying to drag him out, so he stood up happily and picked up the jade cup in his hand: "Boss Xiang is polite, how dare I use the word "Distinguished Guest in front of you? Everyone, you are Boss Xiang's friends, and you are my friends... Come on, let's not say much, drink this cup together!"

He had the most contact with Xiang Yang during this period. After a few drinks, the effectiveness of the soul-sowing technique was already reflected. He felt that he was extremely close to Xiang Yang, and he vaguely thought that he should follow his leader. Now that he wanted to support the scene by himself, he directly used the title of Boss Xiang.

Soul-type magic is a real soul-technical magic. This subtle influence will become deeper and deeper, and will eventually be deeply rooted. Moreover, because it is a consciousness from the depths of the soul, it is impossible to detect it at all, and it is exactly the same as what you think.

The immortal envoy called him Boss Xiang?

Zeng Qiu and Li Boxi looked at Xiang Yang with a fiery look, then stood up and picked up the jade cup in front of him. The female cultivators in Qingqiu Hall were all very clever masters. Only from Zeng Qiu and others' expressions could see that Chu Xuan's identity was not simple, so they also stood up with a jade cup in their smile.

There was only the alchemy tripod, with an unknown bird stuffed into its mouth, and it was still sitting there carefreely, whining a few vaguely in its mouth, and casually picked up the wine cup and signaled.

Chu Xuan didn't care and drank the wine together. When they sat down, Xiang Yang stretched out his hand and shining lights appeared in front of him. Then he floated up and flew towards everyone, but there were Sumeru rings, each with one, and even Chu Xuan had one. When they all got it, they smiled calmly:

"These meeting gifts should have been given long ago, but there were many things to do some time ago, but it was delayed. Now it's not too late to make up for them?"

The surroundings suddenly became silent, and even Chu Xuan beside him blushed with an incredible look...

*******

One day later, Fuyu Sect’s Internal Affairs Hall.

The top of the Interior Hall has been completely flattened. On the side close to Fuyu Sacrificial Mountain, there are vermilion red palaces. In front of the palace, there is a huge white marble square, each with a length of nearly a thousand feet wide. Next to the square, there are stone platforms facing the surroundings, which are the stops for cloud boats and pet animals.

Before noon, the two sides of each stone platform were filled with cloud boats and pet animals. Later, there was no place to stay, so I could only stop on the mountainside, then ride the flying sword or hike.

This is the largest sect event in the history of the Fuyu Sect. Although it is stipulated that only monks above the essence refining stage must attend, many people brought their descendants and disciples, and the number was far exceeding the originally expected 6,000.

Fortunately, the square of the Interior Hall is really big enough. So many people are crowded and they don’t feel too crowded. But there are many people and noisy people. Groups of people gather together, some say hello, some enemies quarrel directly when they meet, and some watch the excitement and cheer. The buzzing sounds shatter the clouds around the peak.

A high platform has been built near those palaces, with several jade chairs on it, and it is still empty.

"The sect leader is coming soon! All are quieter! Quiet!"

"Don't squeeze together!"

"You two are not allowed to do anything!"

“…”

A group of officials from the Interior Hall and the Precepts Hall brought their disciples to and from the crowd to maintain order, but there were so many people and there were so many messy halls in the Fuyu Sect. For a moment, even they were helpless. They wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and stopped helplessly and let him go.

The sun was hanging high, and it was almost noon when melodious bells rang out on the Fuyu Sacred Mountain beside it. Around the pagoda on the top of the mountain, cranes rose leisurely. They circled around the towering cloud pillar for a while, and then floated towards the direction of the Interior Hall.

"Is it the Sect Master here who came from the pagoda?" Some cultivators with some knowledge immediately started to discuss.

There was even louder noise in the square. Most of them were low-level disciples. Not to mention the sect leader, even the ancestor of the main peak had never seen him. He was a powerful man in the Nine-Turn stage. It would be a waste of cultivation to see him in this life.

"That's the Sima Hall Master of the Precepts Hall..."

"The Lord Yue of the Interior Hall..."

"Look, that is the ancestor Huo Bao and the elder Danding from our Fire God Hall."

"Old Ancestor Jing from our Jinge Hall is here too."

"That is the Master Yue Chen of Hoututang."

"Look, is that person the sect leader?"

At least one monk in the late stage of the Nascent Soul is currently leading the way. Behind are Sima Zizhong, Huo Bao and Brother Jing. At the end is a huge crane with a wingspan of dozens of feet. Under the cloud cover, a simple and old man sitting upright, Sima Shenang...
Chapter completed!