Ding Xing didn't wait too long.

As the deacon disciples of the Xuanqiong Sect arrived, the pavilions on the top of the peak opened their doors to welcome the monks of the seven sects into the interior.

Qiao Xiaogong also arrived at the top of the mountain on time, but said to Ding Xing: "The mutual aid association is meaningless, so I won't go. I will sit at the Jingpai Pavilion and attend the Jingbao Conference to see what treasures have come out today."

The monks of the seven sects made a relay Exploration of the "non-attack wine array", and they could search for priceless secret treasures from the wine cellar almost every day.

In order to enhance the maximum value of these secret treasures, the monks of the seven sects often send the secret treasures to the bidding pavilion, allowing everyone to bid for the bidding.

Those elders in the Golden Elixir stage are just to participate in the Jingbao Conference.

But Ding Xing was very interested in such a conference because the competition Pavilion never bids for a martial arts. After all, the authenticity of the martial arts must be proved by observing it. However, the monks can remember it after watching it, and can remember it after observing it. Who would buy it?

Therefore, Ding Xing could never find the magical technique in the Jingmai Pavilion, so he did not follow Qiao Xiaogong, but went to the mutual aid club alone.

The little boy at the entrance of the attic led him into a secret hall.

When he came in, Ding Xing felt like he had entered the conference hall. There were two rows of seats in the hall, with more than ten seats on each side and placed in a parallel position.

Ding Xing landed on a seat in the middle in order.

Afterwards, the little boy led a group of monks in. After the twenty-eight seats were full, the little boy left and closed the hall door.

At first, the monks present had nothing to say, all looked at each other and said, "They were basically strangers, but they were all disciples of the seven sects. The inner sect's direct descendants were mixed with the immortal village monks, and there was no difference in status and status.

Ding Xing looked at the more than 20 monks in the hall and couldn't help but think that the so-called mutual assistance is probably the meaning of mutual help among the same sects.

At this time, the young old man with a long hair and a young face in the first seat got up and left, walked forward a few steps, and stood between the two rows of seats.

He looked around and made sure that his kind eyes fell on the faces of each monk, then clasped his fists and smiled: "Everyone is polite. I am from the Xuanqiong Sect and the Dharma name is Sima De! It is still the same rule. Let us raise our own difficulties one by one according to the seats. I am the first to sit down, and then I will be the first to speak!"

After saying that, he took out a table and set up a jar of unknown spiritual wine. He put a few empty glasses beside the wine, and said, "This is a new wine I found in the iceberg, but after tasting it, I couldn't try its medicinal effect. I have also found many fellow disciples these days, but they can't help. I thought of the mutual aid association and wanted to ask everyone to give me an idea."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old woman said, "If you can't try the medicine, it's very likely that it's not a wine for people to drink. You'd better try it with the demon clan or ghost."

Sima De smiled bitterly: "I have tried dozens of them, and the demons have no effect."

When everyone heard this, they started to talk at the top of their voices: "It's not so evil, right!"

"It's useless to people, and if it's useless to demons, has the spiritual wine failed?"

"There are so many demons and ghosts, maybe they have tried too little?"

Sima De also thinks so. He visited the Mutual Aid Association last month. The entire Mutual Aid Pavilion has five floors. He has attended seven or eight gatherings. The words of each are the same: "Please be quiet! Please listen to me..."

He pressed his hands and stopped him for a long time before finally suppressing everyone's voice.

This is just the beginning. Dan Xing has fallen in love with this kind of mutual aid party. First of all, the atmosphere is quite relaxing. In fact, you can brainstorm. No matter how evil the problem is, if you attend the party regularly, you can find a solution.

Sima De looked at everyone and said, "If anyone of you raises a little demon and ghost, you might as well send it out and come and smell the alcohol! If anyone is willing to let the little demon and ghost try the wine, no matter whether the medicine can be tried or not, I will give you ten lower-grade spirit stones to try the wine!"

Immediately someone asked, "What if the medicine is effective?"

Sima De smiled and said, "The reward is ten medium-grade spirit stones!"

It's equivalent to increasing the reward by a hundred times.

There must be brave men under the heavy reward. As soon as Sima De finished speaking, six monks immediately went to try the wine with the demon slaves and ghost slaves he raised.

Ding Xing raised a little book demon and a little golden snake, but he was not short of spirit stones, so he sat down without moving.

After a while, the six monks shook their heads and returned to their seats. They all failed to try the wine. Sima De looked disappointed. He felt that today's mutual aid club would probably be in vain as usual.

He was about to put away the table of wine, but a middle-aged scholar suddenly asked: "Have you tried the grass essence wood monster?"

Sima De was stunned when he heard this, shook his head and said, "This kind of monster is too rare, and he has never used it for testing."

The middle-aged scholar immediately stood up: "It just so happened that I caught a grass silkworm in Binghua Mountain. When I encountered ice-turned grass, I found ice-turned silkworms. I asked it to drink a glass of wine and try it."

Sima De poured wine himself and handed it to the middle-aged scholar.

However, the middle-aged scholar kept a secret and treated his pets very much, so he did not allow everyone to watch the grass silkworms, so he directly sent the wine glass into the beast-controlling bag.

When he took out the empty wine glass, his eyebrows lit up and his lips were obviously sending a message to Sima De.

Sima De didn't know what good news he heard, but his face twitched excitedly and grabbed the middle-aged scholar's arm: "Thank you, junior brother! I have been working hard for two months to test the efficacy of this spiritual wine and can't find help from less than a hundred fellow students. Today, I'm actually solved the mystery by you, Junior brother. I am willing to offer ten medium-grade spiritual stones as a reward."

The middle-aged scholar refused: "Senior Brother Sima, your spiritual wine is of great use to the spiritual roots of plants and trees. If you have more reserves, I want to buy a few jars!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Sima De nodded repeatedly: "Let's talk in private when the mutual aid meeting ends!"

The agreement was completed, and the middle-aged scholar returned to his seat with a smile. Sima De happily put the wine on the table and signaled the second monk to sit down to speak.

This is a woman in the palace dress. She first reported her home, came from the Cangxia Sect, and then sacrificed a round black plate.

Ding Xing looked carefully and found that the black plate was about two feet wide, and the whole body was solidified like ink. There were small seal marks faintly exposed on the plate. He guessed that it was a treasure unearthed from Mohe.

Everyone was wondering.

The woman in the palace dress suddenly drove the black plate, and a "whirring" sound of the turntable sound began to spread from the plate, and the clouds began to spread in the hall, and suddenly spread in the whole environment, and the entire environment fell into black in an instant.

It was not because of the Mo Yun that obscured his vision. The changes in the environment were like the arrival of night. Moreover, as the women in the palace dress continued to cast spells, the night suddenly turned into daytime, and they could actually change freely between each other.

After demonstration, the black plate was restored to its original state. The woman in the palace dress pointed and said, "This plate was found in the iceberg wine cellar. It belongs to the treasure of Moyumen. It is actually a formation plate. After activation, the area covered by the magic array can perfectly blend with the day and night environment. It can be said to be an excellent formation tool for hiding the door and protecting the cave!"

When everyone heard this, they asked her repeatedly: "It's excellent. What are you doing with it? Is there something wrong with this array plate?"

The woman in the palace dress smiled and explained: "Yes! In order to open the wine storage in the wine cellar, I had to damage this array plate. However, its material and refining techniques are novel. I searched all the treasure refining pavilions of the Cangxia Sect of our sect, but I couldn't restore it. Therefore, I thought of you, if anyone mastered the array refining technique of Moyu Sect, please help repair this array plate. I will thank you very much."
Chapter completed!