Natural fairy species

"You don't recognize me?"

The handsome young man couldn't figure it out, and he was a little annoyed. He was arrogantly thrown into the sky by his tribe since he was a child, and there was a trace of sullen expression on his face.

Bai Zichen was a little baffled. From the looks alone, this man and Chen Xiu were the two most outstanding monks he had ever seen.

In comparison, Chen Xiu was more refined and graceful, and his temperament was more feminine, each with his own merits.

If you have met him before, it is absolutely impossible not to have no impression at all.

"My name is Mo Changfei, remember this name, you will live in the shadow of this name from now on! When I build the foundation, form the alchemy, and you are very old, you will know how big the gap is between us !"

Mo Changfei threw down his harsh words, and when he turned to leave, his red robe trembled, as if the lifelike fire phoenix had come back to life.

This person has dual spiritual roots and has a trace of ancestral blood. He has always regarded himself very highly, and he did not pay attention to the monks of the same generation in Montenegro.

Back then, Mo Changfei was found to have middle-grade Qingluan blood under the inheritance stone tablet of Wuyue Temple, and obtained a secret method of blood purification.

It is precisely because of this secret method that Mo Changfei completed the first bloodline advancement during the Qi refining stage, and the bloodline concentration can be compared with that of the foundation-building monks of the Mo family.

However, such aptitude still failed to trigger any vision on the inheritance stone tablet, and the inheritance was completed in general.

This made Mo Changfei, who was extremely proud, jealous of the three peers who caused the vision of inheriting the stele.

Su Li and Chen Wei are both disciples of Qingfeng Sect, that's all. A disciple of the Cultivation Clan who appeared out of nowhere compared himself, and Mo Changfei couldn't let go of this matter.

As soon as he entered the banquet hall, he saw Bai Zichen's disgusting face, and Mo Changfei's heart was so hot that he wanted to make a secret move to make the other party embarrassing in public.

Who would have thought that Bai Zichen was clearly in a trance, but seemed to have eyes behind his back, so he easily avoided it.

"baffling!"

Bai Zichen rubbed his nose, but couldn't remember where he got into trouble with this person, and felt that there was something wrong with his mental state.

However, his origins are already clear after seeing the dazzling fire phoenix on the opponent's body.

"The Huofeng Mo family's children do have the capital to be arrogant... I don't know how many foundation builders will be left in your family after the land reclamation war once the land reclamation order comes out."

Bai Zichen looked at Mo Changfei's figure coldly, followed a burly old man who looked like a lion, and sat in the front seat.

One sect, five foundations, two thousand qi refiners.

Even among the top five families, Huofeng Mo's has already become the number one.

With a sufficient base of monks, the Huofeng Mo family has a large number of late-stage Qi refining monks, and has sufficient manpower to eat all the cultivation resources around the clan.

The Qingfeng Sect will never allow such a family of cultivators to expand again. Together with the sect's land reclamation war, it is an excellent opportunity to weaken the Huofeng Mo family.

According to the ancient records, it is normal for a land reclamation war to last for a year or so depending on the strength of the monsters.

During this process, a large number of spiritual stones and countless resources were put into the front line, and the lives of a large number of monks were strangled in the process.

The Qingfeng Sect has shown a tendency to suppress the Huofeng Mo family, and they will definitely arrange dangerous missions during the land reclamation war, taking the opportunity to consume the strength of the Mo family.

In the field, the monks chatted with each other and exchanged their cultivation experience. Bai Zichen even saw two foundation establishment monks complete a transaction on the spot.

As a junior, Bai Zichen followed behind Bai Xianzhong, and when he saw someone, he had to introduce himself and salute. After meeting the two of them for a while, he disliked the cumbersome etiquette, so he simply sat on the seat and poured himself a glass of spiritual wine.

"It tastes like plums, and it's quite delicious... Even the dried fruit on the table is a spiritual item, the Qingfengmen really have a lot of money!"

Bai Zichen drank two cups, and noticed that the spirit wine had turned into two streams of heat, and the stimulating Changchun Kungfu was running on its own, and after refining, it was worth a ten-year hard work.

Moreover, the several plates of dried fruit placed on the seats contained a little bit of spiritual energy even after one bite.

The spiritual wine and spiritual fruit in front of each guest are worth dozens of spiritual stones, not to mention the layout of the banquet hall and the spiritual food behind.

A hundred-year-old birthday, on the ordinary body, naturally has to hold a special wedding banquet.

But for a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator who is expected to form an alchemy, it can only be regarded as a commemorative integer birthday.

It's just that the status of those who have passed their birthdays is noble, and it coincides with the arrival of several new forces in Heishan, so the Qingfengmen just happened to make a big deal of it, and it was an occasion for those aristocratic cultivating families to integrate.

Some of the monks who came to celebrate the birthday in the arena were cautious, and they kept their seats honestly, never leaving a step.

Some have long sleeves and are good at dancing, such as the charming female cultivators of the Baihuamen, surrounded by many monks, and they became the focus amidst charming and laughing.

Some of them consider themselves noble and disdain to chat, like the representative of Wanshoumen sitting at the head, lowering his head and stroking a big golden dog in his arms. Someone was envious of the power of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and wanted to go up to say hello, but was stopped by two disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect who were behind him with serious expressions on their faces.

There are also a few temperament and clothing that are very different from those of Black Mountain monks, but their faces are full of smiles. They are all kind-faced Foundation Establishment monks. They are obviously representatives of the cultivating family who moved from other counties to avoid the two wars between righteousness and evil.

These foundation-building cultivators condescended, even if the Qi-refining cultivators came up to chat, they would say a few words in a pleasant manner, with a very low posture.

He also took the initiative to find monks from the native family of Montenegro, set a time for door-to-door communication, and spoke earnestly.

"The water purification bottle, a medium-grade magic weapon, can absorb lake water, and can also be used for killing enemies and protecting oneself... This man is generous, so please accept it."

Bai Xianzhong threw a small jade vase over.

A black-faced foundation-building cultivator from five immortal cultivating aristocratic families has just approached the Bai family. What he said meant that their family had left their homes and wanted to find a place to live and survive safely, and they would never encroach on the interests of the Bai family.

At the same time, I made an appointment for next month, and will visit again.

Before leaving, he praised Bai Zichen as usual, and even handed over a medium-grade magic weapon, saying it was a meeting gift for the younger generation.

Bai Zichen held the water purification bottle in his hand. It was only the size of a palm, but it weighed more than a hundred catties. When he shook it lightly, he could still hear the sound of water splashing in the bottle.

He has a black bamboo sword on his body, and he will naturally not refuse any magic weapon, and put it in the storage bag cheerfully.

"Heishan already has five families, and Qingfengmen let in another five families of cultivators... If it wasn't intentional, I don't believe it, and I'll see some of them in the future!"

Bai Xianzhong spoke softly, and then mentioned something to Bai Zichen.

"In order to win the trust of the Qingfeng Sect, these five families will definitely send outstanding clansmen to the sect to strengthen the relationship between the two sides. But their thorn in the side will only be the upper five families, and mid-level families like our Bai family will only win over to show their favor. .You don’t have to worry about it when you’re in the sect, just interact with them normally.”

"I see."

Bai Zichen recalled the previous five families of cultivating immortals. As expected, the Huofeng Mo family and the Qingxi Huang family were not among the people he visited frequently. He understood the thoughts of these families and nodded slightly.

"Headmaster Wei arrives!"

At this time, a high-pitched voice sounded outside the hall, and with the ringing of jade chimes, the protagonist who the guests had been waiting for for a long time finally appeared on the stage.