Chapter 868 The Celebration Ends, and the Spiritual Objects Are Divided (Please Give Me a Monthly Vote)

Although the person who came on stage was wearing a gorgeous red robe, he could not hide the nervousness on his face and walked to Song Qingming with some fear.

"My younger generation, Linghu Jie of Jiuyuan Sect, pay homage to seniors, and congratulate seniors Song on his great achievements in the Yuanying!"

Looking at Linghu Jie, who was covered with white hair not far away, Song Qingming couldn't help but remember the scene of him competing for spiritual objects at the "Star Conference" when he first dealt with the other party.

When Song Qingming had just formed a pill, his cultivation level was only at the second level of the Golden Pill, while Linghu Jie was a late-stage Jindan cultivator who had been formed a pill for more than two hundred years.

Both of them have a huge difference in cultivation and their own strength.

The fashionable and weak Song Qingming was naturally very afraid of the verbal threat from the old Jindan monk Linghu Jie and almost gave up the auction.

Finally, with the support of the old leader Yao Qianshu, he mustered up the courage to compete head-on with the other side, and finally got the "Phantom Boat" treasure that has followed him to the present.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, more than a hundred years of time flashed quickly, and the identities between the two have also changed as time passes.

Now Song Qingming has successfully formed a Yuanying, standing at the top of this immortal cultivation world, and becoming a strong man who can control the fate of a monk on one side.

Although Linghu Jie's cultivation has broken through to the ninth level of the Golden Pill, he is already a person who has lost his path.

Because there are only the last few decades left in his life, Linghu Jie has now begun to lose some blood and blood, and there is no hope of impacting the Nascent Soul realm.

At this time, his position in the sect had gradually declined, even less than that of the past.

Whether it was Song Qingming sitting on the stage or Linghu Jie standing there, neither of them expected that there would be today's scene a hundred years later.

Since the Ma family rebelled, the two sects have been in a relationship with each other. The two sects have lost many cultivators in several wars.

Although the two sects have temporarily stopped their troops after the "Wan Ling Sect" is in the middle and reconciled, the hatred between the two sides is still there and it is not so easy to resolve.

This time, Song Qingming held the "Natural Soul Celebration", and the reason why he sent invitations to the "Jiuyuan Sect" was mainly due to the "Fuyun Mountains" human race alliance.

Otherwise, Linghu Jie would probably be like Zhang Zhiyang who came this time, and was directly bombarded out of "Guyang Mountain".

However, although I was invited with an invitation.

After Linghu Jie arrived at "Guyang Mountain", he obviously felt that he was a little unpopular.

Logically speaking, the "Jiuyuan Sect" is the Yuanying Sect. Linghu Jie came to congratulate the sect on behalf of the sect, and was about to sit in front of many Jindan cultivators near the top of the platform.

But Linghu Jie's position after entering the table this time was directly arranged in the lower position, sitting with the golden elixir forces in the "Floating Cloud Mountains" immortal cultivation world.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the arrangement of the "Xiaoyao Sect" is doing it on purpose just to embarrass Linghu Jie.

Moreover, the other Jindan monks sitting around Linghu Jie basically knew the grievances between the "Xiaoyao Sect" and the "Jiuyuan Sect".

In front of so many "Xiaoyao Sect" monks, they naturally did not dare to talk to Linghu Jie at will, so as not to be misunderstood.

After the whole banquet, Linghu Jie was left to drink alone, and the scene was once very embarrassing.

However, although Linghu Jie looked a little embarrassed in the face of these, he was calm and composed in his previous performance.

It was not until the gift session came to Song Qingming that Linghu Jie's eyes gradually became a little nervous.

Linghu Jie naturally knew very well about the matter between him and Song Qingming for spiritual objects.

If it weren't for Wu Jiuyuan, the ancestor of the sect, he would never have been ruthless to come to "Guyang Mountain" to congratulate him.

It was precisely because he knew that he had offended the other party that Linghu Jie was so nervous when he stood in front of Song Qingming, and he was a little nervous when he came forward to present the gift.

Seeing Linghu Jie in front of him with white hair and red robe, he presented a valuable third-level top-grade spiritual medicine with respectful expressions on both hands.

Song Qingming, who was sitting in the same place, couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He didn't expect that the "Jiuyuan Sect" would be not too stingy this time, and would actually give him a precious spiritual object like a third-level top-grade spiritual medicine.

The two sects have been grudges for a long time. The invitations sent by the "Xiaoyao Sect" this time are mainly due to the face of the "Fuyun Mountains" Immortal Cultivator Alliance.

At the beginning, there was no plan for the "Jiuyuan Sect" to send people to congratulate him.

However, seeing Linghu Jie coming on his own initiative and giving this precious gift, Song Qingming and others immediately understood.

The "Jiuyuan Sect" should be under pressure this time and wants to take the initiative to lower his head to show his affection with the "Xiaoyao Sect".

Now, with Song Qingming's successful infant formation, the strength of the "Xiaoyao Sect" has increased greatly, and the gap with the "Jiuyuan Sect" has long been widened.

At this time, they are indeed not allowed to bow their heads.

Seeing this, Song Qingming looked up at Linghu Jie who presented a gift in front of him, and smiled and said softly:

"Fellow Daoist Linghu, we were both acquaintances without fighting!

Now that you and I have already stopped fighting, you and I don’t have to be so nervous when you get here. I hope to drink a few more drinks afterwards.

After Song Qingming finished speaking, he smiled slightly, and then cast a spell to take the spiritual medicine presented by Linghu Jie into his hand, and directly took it into his storage magic weapon with generously.

Seeing that Song Qingming accepted the gift he presented, Linghu Jie's originally nervous expression suddenly relaxed, and he quickly bowed to Song Qingming again and replied:

"Senior has now achieved the Nascent Soul Dao, and he is called a fellow Taoist, which is really a disaster for the younger generation.

Back then, the younger generation offended the seniors only when they were blind. Now I think about it, I feel ashamed.

If you can ignore past grudges, you should be the blessing of your younger generation, so how dare you not follow it? ”

After Linghu Jie stood up, he saw Song Qingming nodding slightly to him and quickly turned around and wanted to walk downstairs.

However, he had just moved his footsteps when a cold sound suddenly came from the upper head, which made him stop.

"Let's wait!"

Hearing the sound from the first position on the platform, Linghu Jie hurriedly turned around and looked not far away, but saw a white light suddenly flying beside him.

The next moment, Li Mufeng, who was sitting in the upper position, appeared directly in front of Linghu Jie, frightened him so much that he fell to the ground.

"Previous, senior, please spare me!"

Seeing that Linghu Jie was kneeling directly on the ground and kept begging for mercy on the stage, the other monks present were shocked, and soon the hall also became quiet.

Soon, everyone's eyes were all gathered on Li Mufeng in front of Linghu Jie.

Han Yu, who was drinking with the people beside him, saw this scene and immediately put down the wine glass in his hand, stood up and asked in confusion:

"Fellow Daoist Li, what happened?

Today is the grand day of the noble sect, and everyone came to congratulate fellow Taoist Song.

If there is anything wrong with this friend Linghu, as seniors, we should scold him, so there is no need to make things difficult for him, a junior! ”

Hearing Han Yu's loud questioning, Li Mufeng's originally serious face suddenly changed slightly, and he waved his hand at him with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Han misunderstood. I just want to explain something to Little Friend Linghu, not to deliberately make things difficult for him.

Some things left by the noble sect here were originally intended to be returned to fellow Daoist Wu.

Since Friend Linghu is here today, why don’t you take them all back! ”

After Li Mufeng finished speaking, his magic power moved and he immediately dropped more than a dozen silver tokens.

These tokens are exactly the same in appearance and color, and they are obviously from the same place.

Seeing the many tokens thrown by Li Mufeng in front of him, Linghu Jie was also a little surprised at first and was puzzled.

However, when he saw a familiar pattern on the token, Linghu Jie's face suddenly changed slightly, and he realized the source of these things.

"My friend, please pack these things carefully.

After going back, remember to bring me another word to fellow Daoist Wu.

My Guyang Mountain is now a relatively clean place and cannot tolerate those filthy things.

If anyone in the future makes my eyes dirty, this sect can't say he is good-looking! ”

After saying that, Li Mufeng ignored Linghu Jie, who was still kneeling on the ground, walked back to his seat.

Seeing this, Han Yu, who was standing by, sighed slightly and immediately spoke loudly to Linghu Jie on the ground and reminded him:

"My friend Linghu, Fellow Daoist Li just asked you to tell me what kind of morality is it to kneel on the ground?

After packing the things, go down quickly and don’t be surprised again! ”

"Ah, yes, thank you for your reminder."

After getting up and bowing to Han Yu and Li Mufeng awkwardly, Linghu Jie hurriedly put away all the silver tokens on the ground.

Then, under the strange eyes of everyone, he walked down from the platform.

After Linghu Jie returned to his seat, Bai Yuxian, who was sitting in the upper head, stood up with a glass of spiritual wine, and smiled at the many monks below:

"Friends, what happened just now is just a misunderstanding, don't mind it.

Today's celebration is not over yet, please drink more. ”

"Thank you senior!"

Seeing that Bai Yuxian had finished explaining, he drank the glass of Zhongling wine in one sip. The monks from the audience immediately raised their glasses one after another, and soon the entire hall began to be lively again.

Only Linghu Jie, who was sitting alone and no one paid attention to him, had a hint of loneliness in his eyes at this moment.

Just as all the high-level monks in the "Xiaoyao Hall" were cheering and changing cups, on the "Weike Peak" not far away, many foundation-building monks such as Song and Yuanfang were also very lively at this moment.

The family gave birth to a Nascent Soul Ancestor, which was a great event of great honor for the entire Song family.

Although the celebration was held at this moment on "Guyang Mountain", the protagonist of the entire banquet had become many Song family monks including Song Yuanfang.

In the territory of Wei, many immortal cultivation families and foundation-building cultivators who came to congratulate the country all surrounded Song Yuanfang and others to toast.

Even the monks of the "Xiaoyao Sect" who held the celebration, many people came to congratulate each other with the monks of the Song family.

This also made Song Yuanfang and others, who had never been so glorious, feel extremely proud of this.

In a corner of the banquet, Song Yuanhao and Xu Qingyin were sitting at the same table, dealing with fellow monks who were constantly coming to toast and congratulate him.

After a "Xiaoyao Sect" foundation-building cultivator left.

The next moment, a yellow figure suddenly appeared in front of Song Yuanhao and the others, and asked softly with a smile on his face:

"Fellow Daoist Song, is this Fellow Daoist Xu?"

Seeing Zhang Yurong in front of him, who had not met for a long time, Song Yuanhao was stunned for a little surprise at first, then reacted and quickly got up and nodded at him, and then introduced to Xu Qingyin beside him:

"This is fellow Taoist Zhang from Iron Immortal Castle. She also went to Lei Yuanhai with us to experience it!"

Before, Zhang Tieyang intended to match Zhang Yurong and Song Yuanhao, only a few people in the Song family knew about Song Qingming, but Xu Qingyin was not aware of it.

Later, when Song Yuanhao and the others got married, although Zhang Yurong followed Zhang Tieyang to "Fu Niu Mountain" to congratulate him.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

However, she had been following Zhang Tieyang at that time and did not take the initiative to talk to others. She was just an inconspicuous existence among the many guests.

At this moment, when he heard the introduction of his Taoist partner Song Yuanhao, Xu Qingyin naturally regarded the other party as an acquaintance and hurriedly stepped forward with a smile on his face and bowed.

"I am Xu Qingyin, and I have met fellow Daoist Zhang."

"Fellow Daoist Xu is polite!"

Seeing Xu Qingyin taking the initiative to come forward to show his salute, Zhang Yurong stood there for a moment before returning the salute to him with a smile.

“When I went to Lei Yuanhai, I remember that fellow Daoist Zhang had just advanced to the third level of foundation building.

Unexpectedly, after only thirty years of separation, fellow Taoist's cultivation had already broken through to the late stage of foundation building. This cultivation speed really made Song feel a little ashamed. ”

Hearing Song Yuanhao's serious praise, Zhang Yurong smiled slightly and said modestly:

"I have just advanced to the late stage of foundation building. My cultivation is really not worth mentioning compared to fellow Taoist Song. Don't praise it so much.

Fellow Daoist Song has now achieved his cultivation level. I think he will reach the Golden Pill Realm soon.

I'm afraid that I will call you senior again next time I meet you. ”

Song Qingming has been in seclusion in the "East Sea Immortal Cultivation World" for years, and Song Yuanhao's cultivation has long broken through to the ninth level of foundation building.

A few years ago, Song Yuanhao also successfully practiced the "Tangyuan Technique" passed down by his family to a perfect state, and he could retreat to form a pill at any time.

The reason why I haven't started trying to form elixirs is because a few years ago, the Jindan ancestors of the family were not in the clan, and no one could protect the Dharma for him.

Moreover, Song Yuanhao felt that the skill he practiced was still flawed, and he wanted to polish his own skills.

As Zhang Yurong said, Song Yuanhao's own martial arts have been polished almost the same. Just when his ancestor's "Narcissal Celebration" ends, he is probably going to be in seclusion.

At this moment, when Zhang Yurong mentioned the elixir, Song Yuanhao was also a little excited at any time, but he still sighed modestly:

"It is not easy for us monks to form elixirs. Although we have practiced for many years, we still don't have much confidence in making elixirs.

Fellow Taoist, don’t praise me like this now, otherwise I will face Fellow Taoist Zhang speechlessly if I can’t become a person! ”

"Fellow Taoist talent is not low in capital. Now that I have the support of Master Song, I don't need to be too humble. I believe you can witness the Golden Pill Avenue."

"Haha! Then I will follow the auspicious words of fellow Taoist Zhang."

The three of them said a few more words on the spot, and Zhang Yurong took the initiative to bow and said goodbye. Song Yuanhao also took Xu Qingyin back to the spot.

Looking at Zhang Yurong who had already walked away, Xu Qingyin suddenly spoke and asked Song Yuanhao:

"Husband, the friend Zhang just now looked at me with a strange look. Did I drink too much wine today and my face is a little wrong?

Hearing the sudden inquiry from the Taoist couple beside him, Song Yuanhao paused, then shook his head calmly and responded:

"There's nothing wrong. I guess I've seen that your cultivation level is similar to hers, so I'll pay more attention to you!"

"Oh! Although my cultivation level is similar to her now, my talent for cultivating immortals is far less than her. It is estimated that it won't take long before she can surpass me.

But compared to our husband, both of us are still a little bit worse.

I also believe that my husband will definitely succeed in forming pills and go further than us! ”

When Xu Qingyin said this, her face suddenly became as serious as Zhang Yurong just now. Song Yuanhao was slightly stunned and nodded with a smile.

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The "Ninth Soul Celebration" on Guyang Mountain was held for a total of ten days from beginning to end.

Until ten days later, as the "celebration" ended, the monks who came to congratulate him gradually left "Guyang Mountain", and the lively scene on the mountain gradually became quiet.

Not long after, Song Qingming formally bid farewell to Bai Yuxian and Li Mufeng, and returned to the family with the Song family who accompanied him and some monks from other foundation-building families in Qinghe County.

After the large flying boat of the sect arrived at "Funiu Mountain", Song Qingming got off the flying boat and took Huang Siyuan and Song Qingyu to the "Huixian Pavilion" of the mountain top family.

Not long after, a note passed out from the family's "Huixian Pavilion" and went directly below the top of the mountain.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yuanfang and Song Yuanhao who received the news immediately rushed to the "Huixian Pavilion" and appeared in front of Song Qingming and the other two.

This time, Song Qingming and the other two summoned Song Yuanhao for the sake of his next pill.

Now, as Song Qingming broke through the Nascent Soul realm, the family has become much more stable than before. This is a great opportunity for Song Yuanhao and others to retreat to form a pill.

Seeing that Song Yuanhao had already practiced the "Tiangyuan Technique" to the perfect state, Song Qingming did not cover up too much and directly asked Song Yuanhao about his thoughts on forming a pill.

Song Yuanhao had already prepared himself for the matter of forming a pill. When he saw the family ancestor mention it on his own initiative, he immediately nodded and agreed.

And he informed Song Qingming and others of all the preparations he had made over the years.

Seeing that Song Yuanhao was already very prepared, Song Qingming was also very satisfied and immediately made a decision for him to arrange for him to go into seclusion in a month.

Song Qingyu, Huang Siyuan and others had no objection to this and nodded in agreement.

After speaking a few words to Song Yuanfang again, Song Qingming waved his hand to ask them to retreat and took Song Qingyu and the others to the side to have a tea taste.

"Brother Seven! I have received so many gifts this time. Can I take them out and open my eyes to my sister-in-law and I too!"

Not long after the three of them sat down, Song Qingyu, who was cooking tea, couldn't wait to ask Song Qingming, wanting to see the gifts he received during the celebration.

Even Huang Siyuan, who was beside her, also showed a curious look to herself.

Seeing this, Song Qingming could only smile slightly and take off a white jade pendant from his waist.

As Song Qingming cast a spell with one hand, a burst of inspiration immediately emitted from above the white jade pendant, and the next moment, dozens of high-level spiritual objects appeared in front of Song Qingming and the other two.

"Wow! Brother Qi has made a fortune this time. I wish I could hold such a celebration once a year in the future."

Seeing so many high-level spiritual objects appearing in front of him, Song Qingyu and Huang Siyuan were immediately confused and a look of joy appeared on their faces.

Upon hearing this, Song Qingming couldn't help but chuckled and responded:

"You think beautifully, and it can be held once a year. I'm afraid everyone can't afford to give gifts, so who dares to come to the celebration?

If you like to receive gifts like this, you have to work hard to practice and strive to catch up with me as soon as possible.

When you break through to the Nascent Soul realm in the future, Brother Qi will definitely give you a bigger game so that you can also feel it well! ”

"Haha! Brother Qi, you really praised me.

How could I compare with you and Uncle Bai? Even if I can break through to the Nascent Soul realm, I probably don’t know when it happened. ”

As Song Qingyu was talking, he found a golden light armor from the many spiritual objects that Song Qingming received, and put it in front of him with a happy look on his face.

"The fourth-level velvet, this is really a good thing. Unexpectedly, Uncle Bai and the others were so generous, even the fourth-level spiritual objects were given away as soon as possible.

Brother Qi, I saw you hesitating at the time. Do you still want to return this spiritual object? ”

Seeing Song Qingyu looking at him with a worried expression, she was afraid that she would return the "Baoguang Golden Armor" in her hand to Bai Yuxian and the other two.

For this reason, Song Qingming was stunned for a moment before smiling and shook his head at him:

"This is the intention of Senior Sister Bai and the others. How can I return it at will? This is not a refutation of their face.

I have just broken through to the Nascent Soul and I am missing spirit stones. These spiritual objects just solve my urgent needs, so it is impossible to go back. ”

"Haha! Anyway, everyone knows that it was my uncle who won you over, so Brother Qi just accept it."

This time, the "Narcissal Infant Celebration" was held. In addition to knowing many monks of the same level to exchange their cultivation experiences, Song Qingming's biggest gain was the gifts in front of him.

This time, because it was a celebration organized by the sect, neither Song Qingming nor the Song family had ever produced a spirit stone for this.

Therefore, the gifts in Song Qingming's hands were almost all obtained directly without spending any spirit stones, and he was very happy.

After briefly sorting out Song Qingyu and Huang Siyuan, Song Qingming divided all the spiritual objects into three parts.

Among them, those high-level spiritual medicines, elixirs and fire-attribute treasures were given to Huang Siyuan, who is good at elixir refining.

Song Qingyu divided three magic weapons that suited him very well, as well as two third-level medium-grade talismans, and several water-attribute refining materials.

“By the way, Siyuan.

Please help me see what kind of pill is this? ”

(Sorry! There were so many guests at home today. I was busy all night and it was too late!) (The end of this chapter)