Chapter 141 Centenary Banquet
Qibi Peak.
Ning Daoran handed a heavy bag to Zhou Wuyou.
"This bag contains twenty kilograms of first-level spiritual rice seeds, plus a book of Rain Transformation Techniques that spiritual farmers must learn, and a book of Evergreen Techniques, Part 1."
He handed over another spiritual hoe and said: "You can't slack off in the practice of the Rain Transformation Jue. It is the foundation of your life. If you are interested in cultivating immortality, you can try to practice the Evergreen Jue."
"Thank you, sir!"
Zhou Wuyou hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed as if he had found a treasure.
"No need to be polite."
Ning Daoran gently waved his sleeves and said: "This spiritual field No. 78 will be under your control from now on. You must take good care of it. If you can't take care of it by yourself, you can hire two or three more people to help. The spiritual rice grown every year will be rented." 20%, and the rest is yours.”
"Yes, thank you sir!"
Zhou Wuyou looked surprised.
After explaining everything, Ning Daoran returned to Lingtian Courtyard No. 77.
At this point, Qibi Peak became quiet again.
Ma Quanyou's death and the fate of his tribe made the Qin and Huang tribesmen on Jibi Peak feel quite sad, feeling that they were killing a chicken to scare the monkeys.
From that moment on, everyone knew that the Peak Master did not like to argue, and the relationship between the two clansmen quickly became harmonious.
……
Spring passes and autumn comes, and the seasons of cold and heat change.
The time of cultivating immortality flowed incredibly fast, and five years passed in a blink of an eye.
This year, Ning Daoran turns 100 years old.
Backyard, fish pond.
"Roar~~~"
With a deep roar, a huge whirlpool surged up in the water.
Ning Daoran narrowed his eyes: "Stop hiding, come out!"
Suddenly, a huge creature raised its head from the water, and the black scales on the head of the ink dragon became brighter and brighter, and the golden lines on the top of its head also deepened a lot.
At this time, its aura has been promoted to the mid-second level!
After Big Stupid Deer, Xiao Heizi was also promoted to the middle stage of foundation building!
"The spiritual fish I have eaten these years has not been in vain, it is not bad."
Ning Daoran smiled and nodded: "Take it as a reward."
As he spoke, a dozen high-quality blood-strengthening pills popped out from his fingers.
Mo Jiao opened his bloody mouth and swallowed everything in his belly. For a while, he splashed a few splashes on the water with great joy.
The six shadowless needles were still in Mo Jiao's head, making this originally violent second-level spirit beast almost good at singing and dancing, just barely able to sing a song.
"Uncle."
Chen Weimo's voice came from behind: "In a few days, my uncle's 100th birthday banquet will be held. Master Uncle Han and Master Lin have both sent transmission notes to ask if they want to hold a 100th birthday banquet."
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"A hundred years old..."
Although Ning Daoran looks youthful, he is still a man who has passed a hundred years, and his mentality has changed a little.
"Then let's do something small and prepare a table for food."
"Yes!"
Chen Weimo chuckled and said: "Then I will prepare."
……
A few days later, Ning Daoran's 100th birthday banquet was held on Qibi Peak.
Han Bing and Lin Sheng were the first to come over to help, but they found that Ning Daoran and Bai Lu were born to be industrious. They had already prepared food, tables, chairs, benches, etc., and even the floors were mopped clean, so there was nothing they could do to help.
"Junior Brother Ning."
In the sky, a flash of light fell, and it was a golden elixir woman wearing a white dress with a graceful appearance. She was none other than senior sister Jiang Yu.
Immediately, Lin Sheng, Han Bing and Zhou Qingshan all greeted him respectfully.
"Sister."
Ning Daoran came out with the white deer and said with a smile: "Senior Sister can come and make the small courtyard shine!"
Jiang Yuli smiled slightly: "Junior Brother Ning's 100th birthday banquet is a must."
With that said, she patted the storage bag and took out a second-level top-grade spiritual weapon as a gift, which made both Lin Sheng and Lin Yun feel jealous.
The sect master is worthy of being in the late stage of Jindan, and he has a second-level top-grade spiritual weapon!
Ning Daoran arranged for Jiang Yu to sit down with a smile. The senior sister was the sect leader, so she was asked to sit in the most honorable position.
"Uncle."
Chen Weimo put on a red dress, which added to the festive atmosphere. Her birthday gift was a colorful bead bracelet.
She carefully selected each bead of these bracelets, then polished them carefully, and then refined them one by one, and finally made the bracelets.
"You're interested, Xiao Weimo."
Ning Daoran immediately put on the bracelet.
"Senior brother, you are a hundred years old~~"
Han Bing sent a congratulatory gift, which was a few second-level top-grade forbidden-breaking talismans and divine speed talismans.
She is truly the most considerate junior sister who knows what Ning Daoran needs most.
"Thank you, junior sister!"
"Junior Brother Ning!"
Lin Sheng's gift was a few Guiyuan Pills that could improve his magic power during the Foundation Establishment Period. These were the fruits of Lin Sheng's bravery and diligence in completing many dangerous tasks for the sect.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Lin!"
"Uncle Ning..."
Lin Yun sent a congratulatory gift, a small bottle of elixir worth about two hundred spiritual stones, which was considered thoughtful.
Ning Daoran accepted it with a smile: "Lin Yun, eat and drink freely, don't be nervous and polite."
"Yes, Uncle Ning!"
Lin Yun smiled and nodded.
Today's birthday banquet only has one table, which means that Lin Yun will have dinner with the sect leader Jiang Yu, which is an opportunity for a foundation-building elder like him.
The Jiang Yu Shenlong never saw its end. On weekdays, it was either practicing in seclusion, or outside the sect, dealing with golden elixir cultivators such as Master Jiuyun and the Soul-eating Old Demon. It was a rare sight. “Congratulations to my grandpa on his 100th birthday!”
Zhou Qingshan has also arrived. Now he is just eighteen years old. He has grown tall and powerful under the guidance of the great elder Gong Yangyan. He has just been promoted to the seventh level of Qi Refining and has already mastered the True Yang Furnace Technique.
His grandfather, Zhou Tiezhu, had a close relationship with Ning Daoran. The Zhou family and the Ning family were related, so it was reasonable to call them "grandfather."
Zhou Qingshan's gift was some elixirs to strengthen the blood, which was also considered a piece of his heart.
"Yeah."
Ning Daoran accepted the gift with a smile and told Zhou Qingshan to sit down at the table.
……
While drinking and drinking, everyone was extremely happy. They even praised Ning Daoran and Da Ben Lu for their excellent cooking skills. They were worthy of being the most leisurely founders of the sect.
At this moment, a transmission note flew into the small courtyard.
It came from a Qi Refining Perfection deacon guarding the mountain gate: "Uncle Ning, there is a group of people claiming to be the Chen family from Baishajiang. They say they are here to wish you a birthday. Do you want to let them enter Qibi Peak?"
‘Chen family of Baishajiang? ’
Ning Daoran frowned. The Chen family of Baishajiang was the Immortal Cultivation family of Chen Weimo's lineage.
Previously, they were suppressed by the Xiuxian family surnamed Zhao and were almost wiped out. However, with the death of the two founders of the Zhao family, although the main line of the Chen family no longer exists, the clan members of those branch lines gradually gathered and once again stood firm in Baisha River. Heel.
"Let them come." Ning Daoran replied with the transmission note.
Soon after, Jiang Yu, Han Bing, Lin Sheng and others left one by one.
Outside the Xiaoyunwu Formation, a group of people from the Baishajiang Immortal Cultivation Family came.
An old man who had perfected his Qi refining stepped forward and said respectfully: "Chen Yuanrang, the head of the Chen family in Baishajiang, met with Senior Ning and congratulated Senior Ning on his 100th birthday. This is a small thought from me, the Chen family in Baishajiang."
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A beautiful girl presented a jade vase, and Chen Weimo accepted it immediately.
When the girl looked at Chen Weimo, she looked a little dazed.
Unexpectedly, the legendary ancestor who was taken out of the family by Granny Yun Cui actually still looks like a girl now.
Moreover, she has actually reached perfection in refining her Qi!
Ning Daoran's consciousness swept away, and there were two Guiyuan Pills in the jade bottle.
The Guiyuan Pill is an elixir refined from the 500-year-old Guiyuan Flower as its main medicine. It is effective in improving the mana of monks throughout the Foundation Establishment Stage. It is considered an indispensable treasure medicine during the Foundation Establishment Stage.
The Chen family of Baishajiang, a mere Qi-refining family, actually took two Guiyuan Pills as a gift, probably because they had drained away the family's heritage.
"Thank you for your congratulations!"
Ning Daoran lightly cupped his fists and said: "I will let Chen Weimo set up a few banquets in the small courtyard of No. 79. You can just stay there today."
"Thank you, senior!"
……
At night.
Ning Daoran sat cross-legged and glanced at the small courtyard No. 79. The monks of the Chen family were not asleep, and they seemed to have something on their mind.
During this trip, Chen Yuanrang, the ancestor of the Chen family, brought a group of young family monks to the Chaos Sect. His intention was too obvious, hoping that Ning Daoran could recruit a few more people.
In this way, if a foundation is established, the Baishajiang Chen family can rise again.
At this time, Chen Weimo was also in the small courtyard.
"According to the genealogy, I should call you cousin."
Chen Yuanrang looked respectful and said: "On this trip, I, the head of the family, have brought out almost all the young descendants of our Chen family branch in Baishajiang who have spiritual roots.
Cousin Weimo, as long as you open your mouth and intercede, you can make Senior Ning stay with one or two people, and our trip will be considered in vain. ”
"Aunt Weimo..."
A middle-aged female cultivator's eyes were filled with pleading: "Please help us. Several immortal cultivating families around our Chen family are eyeing us. If there is no foundation-building person in charge, I am afraid that sooner or later we will be annexed by them, or even be taken over by them." Genocide.”
"You..."
Chen Weimo looked embarrassed and said: "More than ten years ago, my uncle planned a lot for me to build a foundation and spent a lot of effort, but I didn't have the blessing of building a foundation.
Now I owe uncle a lot, how can you let me open this mouth? ”
"But..."
Chen Yuanrang hesitated to speak.
A group of young disciples all looked at Chen Weimo eagerly.
……
The next day.
The morning mist is shrouded, and the view of Qibi Peak in the morning is excellent.
On the balcony on the second floor of the bamboo building, Ning Daoran put one hand behind his back and scanned the small courtyard in the distance with his consciousness.
However, they saw that the Chen family, led by Chen Yuanrang, all knelt outside the small courtyard of No. 79 Lingtian, prostrate and silent.
It seems that this group of people really don't want to give up if they don't leave one or two immortal cultivation seeds.
"Humph..."
Ning Daoran snorted coldly. With the noble temperament of the immortal cultivator, he should directly kill a few people at this time to let them know the temper of the foundation-building monk.
However, this group of people are all members of Chen Weimo's tribe.
In fact, after meeting this group of people, Ning Daoran could see that Chen Weimo was very happy.
Originally, she only had herself as her uncle, but now that so many clan members have appeared, she naturally feels much more relaxed.
"That's all."
He glanced at Bai Lu beside him: "Old Lu, let's give Chen Weimo some face. How about choosing one of the young disciples of the Chen family? Anyway, there is still a need for someone to serve tea and water in the small courtyard."
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“Ouch~~~”
The big stupid deer nodded in agreement.
As a result, Ning Daoran and Bai Lu turned into white light and appeared above No. 79 Lingtian Courtyard.
"Chen Weimo."
"Uncle!"
"Choose a young descendant from your tribe to stay."
"Yes, uncle!"
Chen Weimo showed an expression of relief, and her face was full of joy.
(End of chapter)