I Just Want To Be Quiet

Immediately, Li Wuding said to Pei Ling: "In this banquet, apart from letting you get acquainted with the Tianjiao of the same generation, the most important thing is that you need to find a chance to make a move during the banquet, and you must show the future. The Might of the Son!"

Pei Ling was startled, and then reacted quickly, and immediately responded: "Yes!"

Li Wuding nodded, and asked, "How is your progress in cultivation now?"

Practice progress?

Pei Ling thought about it quickly, and he could condense the baby in a few days.

But after all, this is a big deal, but I dare not say too much.

Moreover, he plans to go to "Xiao Zi Zai Tian" Ning Ying at that time, this matter cannot be let anyone know...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling replied very conservatively: "It shouldn't be necessary to wait for half a year. In the past few months, you will probably be able to condense the baby."

Hearing this, Li Wuding frowned, but immediately said, "Ningying is very important. Don't seek quick success in pursuit of speed!"

"The gap between the middle-grade fairy infant and the top-grade fairy infant is quite different."

"Even if it takes more time to consolidate the foundation, it won't work, more than half a year is fine, but it must be a top-grade fairy!"

"Because this time to climb the blood ladder of the ten thousand races, in addition to the old Tianshengjiao, the Wushi Villa, and the Reincarnation Tower, there will also be the true transmissions of the five hypocrite sects as witnesses."

"Middle-grade fairy infant, can't pass this level!"

Pei Ling's complexion remained unchanged. He didn't understand the blood ladder of the Ten Thousand Races, but anyway, the system managed to be able to top-grade fairy infants, and the system would never give him a middle-grade product.

Pei Ling didn't explain her thoughts, she just nodded and said yes: "Yes, the younger generation should remember the lesson of the older generation, and will never rush to condense the baby. You must wait until you have enough savings."

Li Wu nodded fixedly, and said, "Then you get ready."

After talking about these things, he stopped staying, got up and left, "There are many distinguished guests in the clan these days, I have to go help and greet him."

Watching him disappear, seeing that there are no outsiders in the Partial Hall, Pei Ling silently picked up Senior Sister Li and put it on her lap...

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Two days later, Mu Yidian.

The huge hall is decorated with lights, green marigolds, and bead curtains on brocade couches, all of which show the unique grace and luxury of the bulk.

Hundreds of foreign waiters all wore colorful clothes, fluttering in the meantime, swiftly shuttled and arranged.

A ray of light reached the sky, and fell in front of the temple, and three figures appeared.

Li Lieyue took the lead, followed by Pei Ling and Li Hange.

Slowly walked into the hall, ignoring the many kneeling waiters, Li Lieyue looked around and found no problems, and immediately ordered: "Han Ge, you stay outside and be responsible for greeting the guests."

"After waiting for everyone, Pei Ling, as the future son, is the time to appear."

Li Hange nodded: "Yes, Sister Hunting Moon."

Therefore, Li Lieyue took Pei Ling and went straight to the apse behind Mu Yidian where she used to rest.

The furnishings here are also gorgeous, but they tend to be simple and elegant.

In the middle, the round table carved with the patterns of Hundred Ghosts and Nine Children and Mothers of Ghosts, there is also a pot of refreshing spiritual incense, the fragrance is elegant, and fills the room.

After the two of them were seated, Li Lieyue called out a water mirror, the mirror surface was slightly rippling, and immediately showed an outside scene.

Before long, Su Zhenhe walked in with a gloomy expression.

Li Hange had already smiled, and was waiting to receive him. When he saw him, he quickly put away his smile and nodded in the air: "Brother Su, you are my own, so I won't greet you."

"Wait, if there are too many people coming, I would like to ask you to help entertain one or two."

"After all, everyone is the same sect, so don't lose courtesy in front of outsiders."

Su Zhenhe didn't say a word, so he found a seat and sat down.

Seeing this scene, Pei Ling's expression was flat, but Li Lieyue suddenly said: "Today, no matter who wants to challenge you, you don't have to keep your hands."

Peiling nodded: "I understand."

After another moment, there was a flash of people at the door, but Jue Xin Zi and a monk in a red-haired mysterious robe walked in one after another.

Li Hange hurriedly greeted him: "Two immortals, coming here by car, it's really brilliant."

Jue Xinzi nodded casually, and immediately asked: "Where is Peiling? I said goodbye to "Little Free in the Sky" that day. I haven't seen him for many days. I still want to have a few drinks with him tonight."

"Senior Brother Pei is still cultivating, he will come later." Li Hange said, "I also invite the immortal to sit in for a while."

Jiexinzi and the red-haired monk didn’t care either. Da Lala took a seat in the seat of the guest of honor. Immediately, while tasting the drinks and refreshments offered by the waiters, they chatted casually: “This Pei Ling, I’m in Lucky The dynasty has seen it, but it's not as foolish and unbearable as the ordinary inferior immortals."

"When we met last time, he was only in the late stage of foundation building, and now he has already reached the late stage of formation of alchemy, and he is ready to take his position as the saint son."

The red-haired cultivator took a sip from the wine, but shook his head slightly, and said, "This world is just an illusion. No matter how fast you practice, it is not fundamental, but it's just a mirror image."

"The only way is to sharpen your character and polish your Tao."

"This Peiling seems to be stunning, but in fact he went astray without knowing it."

Jue Xinzi groaned slightly and nodded: "This is reasonable. However, this Pei Ling must be helpless. After all, the Chongming Sect is a group of confused minds, only knowing that in this illusion, they are eager to camp. Inferior cents."

"He didn't devote himself to the right path of Fukuzawa. Under the influence of his ears and eyes, it is inevitable that he would fall into a stalemate without knowing it."

In the apse, Li Lieyue quietly introduced Pei Ling: "These two people are the true biography of Wushi Villa."

"Wushi Villa prides itself on the reincarnation of all the immortals of the upper realm. The ordinary disciples are all consciously immortal Linchen. Above the true biography, it is not the immortal, or the golden immortal, and even the red immortal, immortal emperor and so on."

"Such words, just listen to them, don't worry about it, don't have to argue with them, it's a waste of time."

"The female nun named Juexinzi, she said she is in the upper realm, but she is the immortal Zun Juexin."

"And the red-haired monk, named Ji Zhaozi, claims to be the reincarnation of the Jin Xian Ji Zhaozi from the upper realm."

"In terms of strength, Ji Zhaozi is better than Juexinzi."

Peiling nodded, and noted the two people.

Soon, three more white-robed monks came at the door.

Among them, the two who are half a step behind, the white robe wins the snow, the golden ring on the forehead, the gleaming gems, the handsome appearance, the stature and the long, you can see at a glance, they are born and taught.

However, although the pioneer also wore a white robe, if it weren't for the monk's amazing eyesight, he couldn't see the true color of the dirty robe at all.

This person is extremely sloppy, without a gold ring on his forehead, and looks reckless and sloppy.

After entering, he ignored Li Hange's greeting at all, and just found a seat nearest to sit down, and no one else commanded: "Wine here! Let's get food!"