Painting of the Nine Immortals

It was night, but the square was brightly lit, as bright as day.

Hundreds of tables were placed there, and the children of the Yan family were sitting on the edge.

Obviously, with the exception of some ancestors who closed their doors, the remaining children of the Yan family came, and even the patriarch of the previous generation broke through. The purpose of these people here is naturally to thank Lingxian.

The red wooden table in the center of the square, Ling Xian sitting in a chair. Surrounded by the ancestors of the Yan family, Yan Xiongfei, and seven or eight unknown monks.

These people are no exception. They are all powerful men of the Dandan period, sitting there as heavy as mountains, and have their own powerful forces. But whenever they look at Lingxian, they always show a kind smile.

At this moment, these powerful men are looking at Ling Xian, or everyone is watching him.

They all want to see if this wizard who has achieved brilliant achievements in both the formation and Dan Dao has three heads and six arms. Otherwise, how could he be so young and achieve far more than his peers?

Unfortunately, Lingxian didn't have three heads and six arms. Sitting there was imposing and looked like an ordinary person. Of course, this is usually for monks below the Dandan period. These people have low strength and can't feel the faint rhymes flowing on him.

However, the elderly in Tsing Yi and other seven or eight strong Danzi period found the charm from Ling Xian. After that, they became more shocked and the smiles on their faces grew stronger.

"Master Xian, please use chopsticks and taste the delicious food of my Yan family." The old man in Tsing Yi smiled and said, "Although people in my generation do not need to eat these things, it is also good to satisfy their appetite."

"Indeed." Ling Xian nodded in agreement and said, "Don't look at me, let's eat together."

It was said that people on this table picked up chopsticks and tasted the delicate dishes on the table. When the monks at the tables saw that the main table was eating, they no longer waited, and moved their chopsticks.

That's it, the banquet begins. Everyone smiled, chatting with the familiar monks while tasting delicious food. And what they are talking about is nothing more than one person.

That is Lingxian.

There is no doubt that he is the well-deserved protagonist of this banquet and the only focus here!

After a while or so, suddenly a dozen monks came to Lingxian slowly, holding wine glasses. Afterwards, these people said nothing, took up the glass and drank.

"You are welcome." Ling Xian smiled slightly, knowing that these people were thanking himself, so he also poured a glass of wine as a gift.

Seeing this, the rest of the monks on the table were also eager to move, as if they had made an appointment, Qi Qi walked towards Ling Xian. Everyone had a glass of wine in their hands, and they said nothing. They held the glass and drank it.

Ling Xian smiled helplessly and said nothing, drank the spirit wine in the cup.

After that, a special landscape appeared on the square.

The monks on each table came to the front, without saying a word, and sipped a cup of spirit wine directly, expressing their gratitude to Lingxian.

In the face of the toasts of the crowd, Ling Xian had no choice but to drink. Fortunately, many of the children of the Yan family came at tables. If they came one by one, even if it was Da Luo Jinxian, I'm afraid they would be drunk.

After a long while, the monks at the hundreds of tables finished toasting, and then returned to their tables to continue eating and drinking.

Ling Xian could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Although he had a fair amount of alcohol, he couldn't hold back so many people to toast. Not only was his complexion flushed, but his body was shaky.

However, his heart was extremely warm.

Nearly 5,000 people came to toast. This is not the meaning of getting drunk, but a sign of respect for him!

Therefore, although Ling Xian is a little drunk, she is full of joy, and feels that her efforts have not been wasted.

"Master Xian really deserves Wushuang Tianjiao, and even the amount of alcohol is very much." The old man in Tsing Yi smiled with admiration.

Ling Xian smiled slightly and waved, "The old patriarch has passed the prize."

"It's Master Xian is too modest." The old man in Tsing Yi smiled, thinking of the third brother telling himself, could not help asking: "Yes, I wonder if Master Xian has a marriage?"

Ling Xian froze slightly and shook her head: "Never."

Hearing that the smile on the old man's face was even stronger. He had heard Yan Tiannan say that his granddaughter was interested in the young man in front of him, so he suddenly asked this question.

"Haha, so good."

The old man in Tsing Yi pinched his beard and laughed: "The old man has a granddaughter, about the same age as yours, called Yan Ningzhi. She was born with beautiful appearance and beautiful scenery, but she is the best of Shangdao. Take advantage of the day when double happiness comes to the door and add another happiness, and become three happiness near the door. I wonder what Master Xian ’s intention is? "

"Is this ... a proposal?"

Lingxian was agitated, and drunk suddenly sobered up a bit, hurriedly waved his hand: "This can make it impossible, absolutely impossible."

"Ok?"

The old man in Tsing Yi frowned, with a bit of displeasure. However, when he thought that the person in front of him was not able to drink and scold himself, his eyebrows suddenly stretched out, and he smiled: "You are not married, she is not married, and each other is regarded as the right person, why not?

"This……"

Ling Xian's brows frowned, and she said that she was afraid of hurting her heart in the ears of Yan Ningzhi, and she said she was afraid that the old man in Tsing Yi would misunderstand her. This made him helpless.

Fortunately, Yan Xiongfei suddenly spoke and relieved Ling Xian: "Dad, let Ning Zhi take his own idea, let's not get involved."

"Do you know a hammer? This is a young man, but he is already a strong Danzi period, and he is proficient in array and Dandao. The future must be bright. Such a Tianjiao, who is hard to find with a lantern, would not be hurry Catch it, there will be a time when you regret it! "The old man in Tsing Yi secretly spoke to Yan Xiongfei.

On hearing that, Yan Xiongfei smiled bitterly, just shaking his head and saying nothing.

Although he was hostile to Ling Xian at first, after a series of incidents, he had already agreed. However, he could see that most of this incident was deliberately flowering and ruthless.

Seeing Yan Xiongfei keep shaking his head, and looked at the expression of hesitation on Ling Xian's face again, the old man frowned and knew. With a sigh, he shook his head helplessly and said, "Forget it, Xiong Fei is right, our older generation shouldn't interfere with your young people's affairs."

"Thank you for your understanding." Ling Xian was relieved. He was afraid that the old man would not let it go. That would be difficult.

"Well, this matter is not mentioned here." The old man in Tsing Yi pours a glass of wine for Ling Xian with a smile on his face, and said, "Come, Master Xian, let the old man respect you, thank you for my Yan family. Thing. "

"The old patriarch is polite. You are an elder. I should respect you." Ling Xian smiled slightly, and then stood up.

"Haha, although I am two generations older than you, but you are not my descendant. And you are above me in terms of cultivation and talent. How can you respect me?" Tsing Yi old man smiled and raised his glass He drank the fine wine into his stomach.

Ling Xian smiled helplessly, but also drank the glass of fine wine.

After that, another round of toasting began.

Each strong-assistant on the table stood up and immediately raised his glass to express his gratitude and respect for Ling Xian.

In the face of everyone's turns toasting, Ling Xian only smiled bitterly, and only hoped that the banquet would end soon.