After talking to Wei Zhang, Lin Qianren learned a lot of secrets, and also increased Lin Qianren's understanding of this game world.

The two sides chatted for an afternoon, and it was not until night fell that Lin Qianren manipulated Lin Tianshi to leave.

Within three days after that, Lin Qianren manipulated Lin Tianshi to visit Wei Zhang several times, but he only saw him twice before and after. He was out the rest of the time and did not stay at his residence.

After he manipulated Lin Tianshi back to Daxia to harvest a wave of experience, a servant sent him a post and invited him to attend a banquet.

This banquet is said to be initiated by Mo Fan, the elder who came to preside over the Ascension Conference of Chunyang Palace this time. Whether it is mortals or monks, all those who came to watch the Ascension Conference this time were invited.

When Lin Qianren heard that this was the case, he couldn't refuse.

That night, he manipulated Lin Tianshi to lead Yu Xin, Xu Yijiang and several ritual officials from Daxia to the venue of the banquet.

In the imperial city, there are countless desks placed in the open air. They are isolated from different levels, and the wine and food they enjoy and the servants responsible for reception are also different.

When Lin Tianshi and others arrived, the banquet had already begun.

Soon a servant came to greet him, and then led Lin Tianshi and others to take their seats.

People of different identities can gather in different places. Mortals naturally go to the mortals, and the accompanying ritual officials were taken to the mortals gathering place below. Lin Tianshi, Yu Xin and Xu Yijiang naturally entered the area where the monks were located.

Lin Qianren saw many strange faces here, but he didn't know them at all, but judging from Wei Zhang who was sitting below, the monks here must not be simple either.

The first person sitting at the banquet was Mo Fan, the great elder of Chunyang Palace. He was wearing a Taoist robe with gold edges, a lotus crown, and long beards on his face. He really looked like he was a Taoist master.

After drinking for three rounds, almost everyone came.

At this time, Mo Fan, who was sitting in the first place, raised his glass and looked at the monks.

[Mo Fan: "You fellow Taoists can sell me three-point thin faces to the Chunyang Palace. Come to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference in Chunyang Palace. It really makes me very honored. Mo thanks you for your fellow Taoists in advance."]

As soon as these words were spoken, someone from below responded and expressed his politeness.

Soon, the atmosphere became three more lively again. At this time, Mo Fan smiled and picked up an empty plate on the table.

[Mo Fan: "Everyone, there should be a bright moon in the sky tonight, but the dark clouds blocked it and disturbed our interest. Since this is the case, I will create another bright moon for all fellow Taoists."]

After saying that, the porcelain plate in his hand was thrown into the sky.

As the plate turned, it became bigger and bigger, and bright moonlight was emitted from it. Soon, a beautiful full moon was formed and hung in the air.

A burst of screams came from the mortal dinner at the bottom, obviously very surprised by this.

The monks present also looked at each other and praised Mo Fan.

The so-called laymen watch the excitement, while the expert watches the tricks.

In the eyes of monks who have not had the ability to cultivate, this is a trick, but in front of monks like Lin Qianren, this is not a simple method.

The plate is an ordinary plate, which was increased by Mo Fan with his magical power of size and size, and then hangs steadily at high altitude and transforms into the moon.

This kind of magical power involves the use of the power of Taoism, and is definitely not something that ordinary cultivators in the realm of cultivation can use.

And just after the moon was hung up by Mo Fan, a monk stood up in a position below him.

[Si Chang: "It's boring to just watch the moon. I think it might as well embellish some stars around."]

As he said that, he grabbed a handful of spiritual fruits that looked like peanuts and threw them directly towards the full moon in the sky. These peanuts flew into the sky, dotted around the full moon, and shone brightly like stars.

The monks present praised his supernatural powers, and even Xu Yijiang and Yu Xin, who were sitting next to Master Lin, couldn't help but nodded slightly.

Then, another monk stood up and said that they were too noisy, and the full moon and stars were in the sky, and the ground could not see clearly. He directly cast a spell to move the place where they gathered to the sky, and even the place where the monks sat was turned into a palace.

Seeing this scene, the monks stood up and showed off their own methods.

Some people sprinkle beans into soldiers, and they turn into beautiful singers singing and dancing. Some people blow the air into clouds, which adds the atmosphere of immortals in the hall. Some people pour wine into rain, so that the mortals below can also celebrate...

Lin Qianren was dazzled through a screen.

He can do some of the methods in this, but he can't do some of them.

I can only say that simply speaking of fancy things, these people are definitely much better than him, at least the visual effect is really amazing.

However, at this time, Lin Qianren found that no matter how lively the atmosphere in the venue was, Wei Zhang just sat quietly in his seat and drank and ate food.

Could this be what is called "they belong to the fun and I have nothing".

After the monks showed off their skills, they began to push the scene to the juniors in the field.

Mo Fan took out a self-made jade tripod from his cuffs and asked his disciples from Chunyang Palace to enter the competition. He would reward whoever wins, and they were almost all high-quality products of mysterious quality.

Seeing this scene, the other monks also took out gadgets that they couldn't use and started betting, indicating that they would give them to whoever they win.

As a result, many junior disciples of the sects in the field had the idea of ​​participating in the war.

Looking at the real-time battle scene reflected by the water mirror spell, Lin Qianren felt itchy. If it weren't for the fight between monks from the mortal realm, and if Master Lin was not a junior, he wouldn't be able to help but want to manipulate Master Lin to fetch the wool.

Seeing the monks taking out treasures and giving them to those younger generations in the Paiyi Realm who came with him, Lin Qianren was so envious. But unfortunately, happiness belongs to others and he has nothing.

The banquet lasted until the fifth day, and the monks used their means to restore the scene, and then greeted each other and left the scene.

When they left, they still did not forget to compete with their own flying techniques.

Some people ride on the wind, some people control swords, and some people control magic weapons, but no matter what, the most powerful monks are still the few mounts.

No matter how fast you run, they have a "car", which is different.

This was the first time Lin Qianren experienced such a gathering of monks in the game, and in the end he had only one thought in his mind.

That is, it's a little boring!

Although it was amazing to show off each other's skills at the beginning, after the banquet, it was actually similar to the banquet between ordinary people.

Comparing with each other, who has higher cultivation, whose magic weapon looks good, who has great magic weapon, brags about how his own sect...

Isn’t this still a show of earning vanity?

Lin Qianren used to think that monks would become less and less powerful in the world later on, but he didn't expect that they would not show off in front of mortals because the mortals were too low, so they could not find the pleasure of pretending. When they met monks of the same level, their desires would be about to break through the sky.

Unlike these people's high-profile flight return, Lin Qianren manipulated Lin Tianshi, Yu Xin, Xu Yijiang and others to walk back.

Halfway through, he found that the sloppy Wei Zhang next to him followed.

He held a pot of spiritual wine in his hand and looked at Master Lin Tian while drinking.

[Wei Zhang: "How about it, what do you think of this banquet?"]

In the face of Wei Zhang's inquiry, Lin Qianren answered truthfully.

[Master Lin Tian: "Reply to senior, this is my first time attending a gathering between monks. Although it is novel, it is cliché after all, and it feels a bit boring."]

Wei Zhang laughed, looking as if he was unexpected.

[Wei Zhang: "If you experience things like this, you will get used to them after experiencing them a lot."]

[Master Lin Tian: "Senior, do monks often have such gatherings?"]

[Wei Zhang: "It's not the case. In fact, when we get together, we basically have three or five people who have good personal relationships. In such occasions, it will take decades to have this once, and a large sect will take the lead."]

Upon hearing this, Lin Qianren understood that it seemed that the power of Chunyang Palace was indeed extraordinary, otherwise there would not be so many sect monks selling their face.

[Master Lin Tian: "Why don't you show your skills during the banquet? Based on your cultivation level, if you are willing to use it, you will definitely shock the four seats."]

Wei Zhang shook his head with a smile.

[Wei Zhang: "Most people who like to show off their skills are younger generations of monks or monks of sects who will rise by chance. Look at the people sitting in the next seat. They have never opened their eyes from beginning to end. If it weren't for the old guy Mo Fan personally invited him, you can see if they would come."]

Lin Qianren realized in his heart that this is what is called half a jar of water ringing.

People who are truly capable actually disdain to show off. On the contrary, those younger monks who lack background prefer to show off themselves.

This is probably the difference between nouveau riche and a family with background.

.....

Lin Qianren felt a little uncomfortable after half a month, and a monk invited a private party in the middle.

After Lin Qianren manipulated Lin Tianshi twice, he found that he had no intention at all. He felt bored and decisively handed over this matter to Xu Yijiang and Yu Xin to deal with it. If he could refuse, he would refuse. If he could not refuse, he would let Xu Yijiang and Yu Xin participate.

On the tenth day, something big happened in the palace.

Emperor Zhou's brother "Wu Ming" was found to have lost all his energy and died in Fenghua's Jiaofangsi.

The place was then sealed off, but no matter how the entourage in the palace or how the officials investigated, the murderer could not be found.

So someone turned his attention to the monks who came to watch the ceremony.

If it were normal, even if a prince died, no one would care so much. After all, if you are a mortal, even if your status is more noble, how could anyone offend so many cultivators who have become immortals because of you?

But now it is the time when the Chunyang Palace Ascension Conference is about to be held. Such an incident is equivalent to slapping Chunyang Palace in the face.
Chapter completed!