Ding Xing looked at the golden seal on the plaque for a while, but he still couldn't understand the key points. If he wanted to understand the mystery, he had to pick the plaque and cast a spell to refine it so that he could find out the details.

However, the ruins of the palace at the top of the peak were covered by the Yuedao ban, and the plaque was as solid as a soup. Except for the spiritual wine gushing out of the Jinchi Taichung, no brick or tile here can be taken away.

Besides, Ding Xing is invisible, and even if he has the method to pick the plaque, he will not take action rashly.

He turned his eyes away from the plaque and looked around the top of the peak. He found that the palaces here had basically collapsed, leaving only the courtyard wall, with a slight outline, just surrounding the Jinchi platform in the center.

More than a hundred Xuanfei monks present were all floating on the wall in groups, all of whom were full of vigilance and ready for battle.

When Ding Xing saw Di Ling and Fairy Ice Moth enter the courtyard, he followed him and stood in a remote corner ruin with few people. While waiting for the banquet to start, he was interested in observing the golden pool platform.

There are dense seal scripts on the four sides of the platform. Ding Xing guessed that this was a new set of hexagrams. The bottom of the platform was clean, with only a palm-sized heart-shaped spring, filled with light golden water mist.

He was looking at it when he suddenly heard a sarcastic laughter coming, suppressing the noisy atmosphere in the courtyard.

"So many fellow Taoists, why don't you all attend the banquet? Are you all waiting for me?"

He called himself an old man, obviously a male cultivator, but his voice was thin and sharp, and he kept making a few giggles from time to time. If he didn't see his appearance, it would be very easy to confuse his gender.

After he finished speaking, the man had already landed in the courtyard, wearing a big red robe, with a childish hair, but his figure was shrinking and short, like an old dwarf man. He sat upright in one of the seats beside the golden pond.

This golden pool has four pool tables, each with nine seats. The side table near the plaque is the last position and the side seats are on both sides. The old dwarf is sitting in the main position, and the nine chairs are in the middle. He clearly regards himself as the number one monk at the Golden Pool Banquet today.

Strangely, no one objected to the Xuanfei monks present. They all collectively recognized the status of the old dwarf man, and some demon cultivators were still greeting him respectfully.

Ding Xing also heard a lot of discussions against him in his ears.

"I didn't expect that the old monster Wangyang has come too. He has already stepped into the coffin board with half of his foot. Why are he still running to join in the fun?"

"Jinchi Lingjiu can improve his cultivation. As long as there is a glimmer of hope to impact the golden elixir, he will definitely not let it go."

"He has been in the false pill stage for almost a hundred years. He has not been able to form pills for such a long time, which means that he has not had enough luck and his life span is about to be exhausted. He is waiting honestly for reincarnation to be reincarnated."

After hearing the introduction of the nearby demon cultivator, Ding Xing was shocked. The old dwarf man turned out to be a fake pill. This realm belongs to the peak of the Xuanfei period. No matter what spiritual medicine and wine are swallowed, his magic power cannot increase. If you want to go further, you must break through that thin bottleneck and enter the Golden Pill period.

As early as a hundred years ago, the old dwarf's magic name was not called Wangyangzi. In order to attack the Golden Elixir stage, he practiced a kind of demonic skill that was neither yin nor yang. He has been forcibly capturing young men and women all year round and acting as a replenishment cauldron. However, he has been picking hundreds of years and his cultivation has always been on the spot. Not only does the Golden Elixir have no hope, but he has refined his magic body without men or women, so he is called Wangyang Old Demon by his fellow practitioners.

The old demon's evil deeds are so numerous that he has passed the truth. It is rumored that he had sneak attacked and killed a casual cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Pill, which led to his fame in the six sects of the Demon Realm.

In fact, there are quite a lot of famous demon cultivators who came to attend the Jinchi Banquet today.

As soon as the old demon Wangyang got seated, several old monks in the late stage of Xuanfeng period each occupied a main seat.

The main forces present today are concentrated in the early and mid-stage stages of Xuanfei, and the number of late-stage cultivators is very small, which is for reasons.

The Ice Moth Fairy also noticed this detail and asked Di Ling: "Brother Ling, look, there are only ten late-stage old monsters, less than one-third of the seats. Does Jinchi Lingjiu have little effect on them?"

Di Ling said: "The medicinal effect of this kind of spiritual wine is indeed not very strong, and it is even weaker than that of the three-flavor Xuepo wine. However, as long as you are a monk in the Xuanfei stage, the effect of improving magic power will be the same after drinking it."

Ding Xing’s main spiritual wine currently drinks is ‘Sanwei Xuepo’. The early stage of Xuanfeng monks take this spiritual wine with the best effect, but if it breaks through to the middle stage, the medicinal power will be greatly reduced.

Once the cultivators in the Demon Realm and the Wei Kingdom’s Immortal Cultivation Realm reach the middle stage of Xuanfei, they often abandon the “Three Flavors Snow Po” and turn to take special spiritual tea and spiritual pills.

After Ding Xing entered the middle stage the month ago, he also had this idea, but if the Jinchi Lingjiu was really as Di Ling said, and the wine power continued to last for the entire Xuanfei period and did not decline, then Ding Xing could use this spiritual wine to assist in future practice.

After hearing Di Ling's introduction, the Ice Moth Fairy was quite surprised: "The spiritual wine and spiritual pills known in the cultivation world will gradually decay with the increase of cultivation. Why is the Jinchi Lingjiu so special?"

Di Ling shook his head: "When Jinchi comes out of wine, I will take a few cups and taste it, and I should be able to figure it out."

Fairy Ice Moth raised his hand and pointed: "Those ten late-stage monks occupied ten chairs. More than ten demon castles in Gaofeng Kingdom have fellow Taoists coming here. We are considered representatives of the Hanging Fort and should also occupy one chair."

She seemed to like to show off at such a grand event, so she encouraged Di Ling to compete for the throne.

But Di Ling did not agree: "Last month, Situ came here once, and I visited him specifically. According to him, this golden pool platform is very strange. The spiritual wine gushed out from the bottom of the platform can be transformed into the spiritual appearance of various monsters, and randomly fall into one of the thirty-six chairs. If we sit in, we have to face the competition between the late-stage monks of the old monster Wangyang, which is not worth it."

The Ice Moth Fairy couldn't help but laugh: "If you don't sit, you won't even have a chance to compete."

Di Ling said to her: "No, every time Jinchitai drinks, there are at least dozens of illusions. If the thirty-six chairs are filled, then the amount of spiritual wine will rush out of the courtyard. Our goal is this kind of spiritual wine."

After a while, all the seats beside the pool table were full, and there were two or three helpers behind each chair. It was obvious that when the spirit wine came out, the competition between the seats would be extremely fierce.

At this moment, there were only twenty or thirty demon cultivators wandering around the periphery. Ding Xing was thinking, would there be a new monk rushing up from the foot of the mountain later? But he saw a heart-shaped spring at the bottom of the pond, and with a "huh!", a small beast that condensed with water came out.
Chapter completed!