Chapter 159 158 It’s Better to Pay It Back

Chapter 159 158. It’s best to pay it off

Just as Song He was struggling with how Guangming should be arranged, Wang Dawang was also confused on the other side.

The Wang family has some influence in Lingye Sect, and it can be considered a considerable influence, but... He told his grandmother that he didn't need the Wang family's help.

Mrs. Wang admired him very much, and then directly issued an order. Not only was he not allowed to use the Wang family's information channels, he even had to pay for the teleportation formation.

Wang Dawang suddenly made a tragic discovery.

Except for the part of the Wang family that he has controlled, the other uncles are waiting to see his fun - not maliciously, but looking forward to it.

This situation made him hold his breath.

You have to make a show of it!

then,

He contacted many Nascent Soul cultivators one after another. As a result, after they heard that Song He was hosting the banquet, they immediately accepted it happily.

Master Xing Ke of the Lingye Sect is a well-known presence in the entire cultivation world, and the news that he has accepted a disciple naturally spread quickly among the high-level monks.

As soon as I heard that it was Song He who held a banquet, there was also a wine with magical effects that could make you feel the world of mortals.

There were dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators. Except for a small number of them who had an old relationship with him, the rest were willing to spare some time to attend the appointment because of the name Song He.

By the way, he also brought his own disciples with him.

Wang Dawang felt even more helpless, but he also truly realized the influence of Song He, or to be precise, the influence of Xing Ke's lineage.

He understands.

But he still couldn't help complaining to his loyal old servant like this: "Junior brother Song also said that he didn't need to rely on the power of Xingke's lineage, but in the end, didn't he still rely on the power of Xingke's lineage?"

Angry words.

The old servant shook his head seriously.

This old man who has taken care of Wang Dawang's food, clothing, housing and transportation since he was born, and can be said to be more trustworthy than his biological father, said: "It is true that he has the influence of Xing Ke's lineage.

But Young Master, have you ever thought about it, Master Yuanying really went to attend this vague banquet with a gimmick but no name just to give face to Master Xingke? "

Wang Dawang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Of course not."

"That's it. The master of Chenxi City and the evil-fighting tribe, as well as the magical plant treasure that can be integrated into oneself, is enough for the Yuanying Masters to place their bets."

The old servant advised with a conscience: "Young Master, this is an opportunity. Song He's achievements in the future will definitely be limitless. In the world of cultivation, strength is still respected.

He doesn't have the power to rely on him yet, but he definitely needs the power to help him deal with some trivial matters.

You will need him, but he may not need you.

Place your bets, can't wait! "

"..."

In fact, Wang Dawang also knew that this was a good opportunity.

But he couldn't get around it for a while, so he was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "I will join him when I wait for his golden elixir."

My little master!

Now that he has made a name for himself, you still have to wait for the golden elixir before joining him? If you really wait for his golden elixir, you won’t even be sure whether others will like you or not.

How can we wait!

The old servant frowned and was about to continue to comfort him, but before he could speak, the door was pushed open by a cane.

A sturdy young man with long black and white hair walked in, supporting a woman in her forties with a rather kind-hearted appearance.

The two looked particularly harmonious and harmonious.

The man is not actually a human being, but a fifth-level monster.

The woman is the old lady of the Wang family and the person in charge, Wang Yueming.

As soon as she appeared, Wang Dawang and the old servant quickly saluted:

"grandmother!"

"lady!"

The 400-year-old Nascent Soul Master nodded, then shook his head at his grandson and said:

"If you have something to do here, go to Chenxi City. Song He needs some people to help him manage... Dawang, you have to place your bets as early as possible. You wait for his golden elixir... it's too late!"

It's straightforward, equivalent to giving an order.

"My grandson understands."

Wang Dawang immediately nodded and said obediently: "Then your grandson is going to prepare for the banquet?"

"Go." Mrs. Wang agreed, then glanced at the old servant following him and winked at him.

The old servant understood and nodded slightly.

…

The other side.

Holding a lot of letters, Song Lin passed through the teleportation circle and went straight to the interior of Chenxi City.

At this time, Chenxi City was already crowded with people.

Because no city was built subsequently, at most a teleportation circle was set up where the Xianyin Tree was, so anyone who wanted to venture inside had to come to Dawn City for training.

Song Lin, who had just walked out of the teleportation circle, was stunned by the monks around him - there was almost no Qi refining, and all that could walk here were foundation building and golden elixirs, and even Nascent Soul could see it.

He had been cultivating in Lingye Sect for a whole year and had never seen such a scene before. Fortunately, Song He had already sent an evil spirit to guide him.

It saved him from embarrassment.

As we all know, warding off evil spirits is what Songhe represents.

When Jixie walked up to him to guide him, the monks around him suddenly started talking:

"Hey, who is this person?"

"Refining qi? Can refining qi help ward off evil spirits and lead the way?"

"You can't be a relative of Lord Song, right?"

The monks were talking a lot, but they didn't dare to get closer and use their spiritual sense to explore - the monk who was half-stepped into a god was stationed here, and no one dared to stab him.

Song Lin was brought to Song Yandao and Xingke Zhenren in a daze. The two Zhenren had such good eyesight that they could see the abnormality in his Dantian at a glance.

"He really did it."

"As expected, don't get excited, don't get excited."

Compared to Song Yandao's excitement, Xingke Zhenren was much calmer. He just used his spiritual sense to observe the tree, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He was obviously thinking about something.

Song Yandao stood up personally, patted Song Lin's shoulder heavily, and praised: "Good boy, your cousin is really a man of luck and extremely smart!"

"Uncle Yandao, my cousin asked me to give you this letter."

Song Lin, whose shoulder was hurt by the pat, saluted quickly, and then handed the letter from Song He to Song Yandao.

Song Yandao took a quick look, raised his eyebrows, and nodded with a look of satisfaction on his face: "Since your cousin is willing to support you, you must do a good job. If you dare to be lazy, I will never tolerate it!"

Facts have proved that seniority is really not worth mentioning in front of cultivation.

If Song Yandao is willing to return to the Song family, the entire Song family will obey his orders from top to bottom. As for the head of the family and the elders... they are just mascots.

"Nephew will keep it in mind!" Song Lin agreed.

Afterwards, he handed another letter to Xing Ke Zhenren.

The latter also laughed after taking a quick look.

The letter was nothing more than asking about the matter of the Fuyuan Treasure Tree. Does Xing Ke Zhenren need it? If he needs it, Song He still has a few ready-made trees.

"This kid, he is obviously in Chenxi City, but he still has to send someone to deliver the letter..." He shook his head helplessly.

But he actually took out paper, ink, brush and inkstone, wrote a reply letter for Song He on the spot, and asked Song Lin to take it back to Song He.

Song Yandao was speechless watching from the side.

This is really a master and disciple, even the playfulness is equally serious. One wrote, the other replied, this is just convenient for the teleportation array, otherwise it is just to burn spirit stones for fun!

In fact, Song He was communicating with the cultivators of various sects, and it was not intentional that he did not come.

It's just that the two masters don't know it yet.

...

More than ten days passed in a flash.

The eighth day of the first lunar month, which was the day of the wine tasting conference.

In Guangmingyuan Cave Heaven.

On the tree city, Song He had already arranged the venue.

Since it was just a wine tasting conference, there was no need for so many gorgeous decorations, just good wine and dazzling.

As for the venue, it just needs to be beautiful and generous.

Too many decorations will instead overshadow the main event.

In the elegant and generous hall, there are eight modified music trees playing clear and soft music, warm sunshine is shining, and bottles of wine of different colors are placed in crystal clear bottles.

The light is colorful, just like the nectar of the immortals.

He inspected the venue and finally felt at ease.

But he couldn't help asking Chen Yao, who had been following him closely, "Chen Yao, there will be cultivators coming in a while. Have you remembered what I taught you?"

"I remember." Chen Yao nodded, and it was rare that he felt a little helpless, "Master, we have rehearsed more than a dozen times in advance according to what you said. You can really leave it to us!"

Song He sighed, "Alas, more than a hundred Yuanying cultivators, so many Yuanying cultivators come, and I can't help but be nervous."

When he met with Wang Dawang a few days ago, the two sides communicated the list of cultivators who accepted the invitation, and it turned out to be a full 135 Yuanying cultivators!

Not counting the Jindan and foundation building cultivators who came to see the world.

Both sides were shocked.

One of them was a Jindan and the other was a "foundation building", but there were so many Yuanying coming to support them. This was something to brag about.

The last time Song He saw so many Yuanying cultivators, it was the 100-day banquet for the children of Master Ye and Master Kang.

Of course, Song He knew that this must have been due to the reputation of his own sect and the credit of Master Jin. This time, most of them were cultivators from the outer sect. Song He had already sent two taels of trial packs to the close masters of the sect in advance.

If you need it, just make an order with him.

For this reason, Song He had to add water to the wine and forcefully asked the Four Seasons Treasure Light Tree to ripen a batch of peaches.

The poor Four Seasons Treasure Light Tree said that it really couldn't ripen any more. Her cosmic light power was not enough, and it would damage the origin.

However, the number was still not enough, so Song He could only grit his teeth and forcibly divide it into seven different grades... He would rather make less money to ensure that every Yuanying cultivator could return with satisfaction.

At least, each person should have a pot.

If they come from afar and can't get wine, it will be a real bummer.

Thinking back to the hardships of the past few days, Song He took a deep breath. Everything is ready. It depends on how much he can earn today.

It would be best if he can pay back all the spiritual stones.

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