Ding Xing saw that the crowds were surging on the top of the mountain, gathering a large number of monks from the Jingting Tribe.

He signaled Xiong Qili to climb the mountain together and go to see the big scene.

Xiong Qili was not happy at first because the top of the mountain was full of golden elixir priests. Even if there were rare treasures, he would definitely not be able to get involved. It would be better to try your luck at the foot of the mountain and maybe pick some treasures.

However, when he remembered the scene of being robbed by the Jindan priest just now, Xiong Qili was suddenly discouraged again. The entire Zhaiyue Mountain space is only more than ten miles in radius. The Jindan priest can monitor any corner without blind spots. No matter where he is or what treasure he picks, he cannot escape the Jindan priest's eyeliner and blackmail.

Although he was greedy, he had to face reality.

During this trip to Zhaiyue Mountain, his group of mysterious monks are destined to be passers-by.

He couldn't help but remember what Ding Xing said earlier: "This time I'm just joining in the fun and seeing the world."

It's really fucking right.

Xiong Qili understood this festival and followed Ding Xing to climb the mountain.

The top of Zhaiyue Mountain has long been cut off and opened up into a large mountain platform with a diameter of more than a hundred feet. The space fracture above the platform is particularly large in scale, and the frequency of dropping spiritual medicine is the highest.

It is said that there is an ancient medicine garden in the midst of these moons in the sky.

When the forbidden area was first opened, the medicine garden had fallen into the crevices of the moon. Because it was attacked by space turbulence or storms all year round, the ban on the medicine garden was unstable. Herbs were sometimes rolled out and fell out from many crevices of the moon.

The smaller the scale of the moon stitch, the lower the chance of medicine loss.

The moon crack from the foot of the mountain to the back of the mountain is generally only a few feet in size. When the spiritual medicine flows in these locations, it is very easy to be destroyed by the turbulent flow of the moon crack. The monks may not be able to see a spiritual medicine after waiting here for several hours.

Just now, Xiong Qili picked a silver berry when he entered the mountain, which was absolutely full of luck.

In contrast, the moon crack above the mountain top is at least dozens of feet in size. When the spiritual medicine is rolled here, it is often not hit by the space turbulence, and the spiritual medicine has already flowed out of the crack.

Therefore, the mountain top will attract a large number of tribal monks to guard it, and it is easy to pick treasures here.

The ‘Moon Picking Party’ is also held here.

When Ding Xing and Xiong Qili came up, the grand event did not begin.

There are more than thirty seats in the middle of the mountain platform, forming a large circle, like a large round table. All the seats in the table belong to the Jindan priests, but they have not arrived yet.

The identity of the absent should be extremely important, which led to the priests present not daring to hold a banquet without authorization.

Whenever there is a spiritual medicine falling from the crack of the moon in the sky, the priests work together to seal it and hang the spiritual medicine in the center of the round table. It seems that the seats are not full, so they will never divide the spiritual medicine privately.

"Who are the adults waiting for?"

On the periphery of the round table, hundreds of monks in the Xuanfei stage stood scattered, whispering.

Most of them are followers of the priests, while the rest are the same as Xiong Qili, mainly coming to see the world.

But someone said, "This moon-picking banquet is said to be hosted by two priests, Fu Wanjun and Qiu Sushang, but they have not been present so far, and I don't know what happened."

"What? Princess Suchang is coming!"

"Ha, it's worth seeing the princess's charm today!"

"That's it! It doesn't matter whether you can take the elixir or not!"

What everyone said was just a joke in their spare time, but it also proved from the indirection how charming the Princess Suchang is.

This Suchang Princess is a genius who is born in Jingting Tribe. She has formed a golden elixir in less than a hundred years. It was a past event a hundred years ago. After so many years of hard practice, she has now reached the late stage of the Golden elixir, not far from the time to reach the mansion.

There are two geniuses in the Jingting Tribe, who are expected to succeed in ascending the mansion before the age of two hundred. The Princess Suchang is one of them, and the other is Fu Wanjun.

It is rumored that before the princess Suchang formed a pill, she stayed in the cave at home and never traveled. Until she was crowned the throne of priests and showed up in public, her peerless appearance was spread throughout the world.

‘There are the most elegant figures in the Xueyuan tribes!’, this statement has been passed down for a hundred years.

But Prince Suchang doesn't like to walk around. There is only her legend on the snow field, but her beautiful figure is rarely seen.

At the scene, these monks in the Xuanfeng period generally had a life span of less than 100 years old, and most of them had never seen the true form of King Suchang. When they learned that the Princess Suchang would appear at the moon-picking banquet, they felt excited.

When Ding Xing heard that they blew the princess Suchang into a scent of splendor, he was like a fairy in the sky who had fallen into the mortal world, he couldn't help but think of Qiao Xifei, thinking that this princess's appearance could surpass Qiao Xifei's? They actually admired this level?

Ding Xing didn't wait too long.

As the Jindan priests on the round table stood up one after another and looked out the mountain, two light rainbows suddenly appeared in the air and flew straight to the top of the mountain.

When the light rainbow landed, two monks, one man and one woman, appeared.

The male cultivator dressed in a literati dress, not tall or strong. At first glance, he felt weak as if he was unable to tie a chicken, but when he stood alone, he had an unshakable demeanor, especially his black eyes, sharp and firm, demonstrating his strong will, which impressed Ding Xing.

The cultivator was covered with a veil, and it was hard to see her true face. She could only see the goose yellow dress she was wearing, exuding an elegant temperament. She glanced back inadvertently, and her delicate appearance was like a clear spring flowing through her heart. Even the heartless person was watched by her for a moment, and she would be moved.

This woman is born with beauty and is well-deserved.

Her voice sounded softer: "The Supreme Priest of the Ministry of the People's Republic of China, the imperial order, this month's moon-picking banquet ends here. Please cooperate with me and Brother Wanjun to take out the moon flower and the medicine garden."

This order is unpopular at all.

It attracted a strong reaction from the Jindan priest present: "Once the Moon Flower disappears, Picking Yueshan will collapse immediately, and the entire candle shadow forbidden area may also be tragically affected. This is a major event that will mobilize the whole body. Which Supreme Priest issued the order from Sister Su Shang?"

Princess Suchang didn't say anything.

Fu Wanjun took out a letter talisman and threw it into the round table: "The imperial order is in this talisman. After hearing it, you will know the causes and consequences of taking the Moon Flower!"

The atmosphere on the scene instantly became quiet.

The faith talisman was passed on one by one in the hands of more than thirty golden elixir priests. After hearing the content of the faith talisman, they all showed unexpected expressions, because the imperial order was not sent by a certain supreme priest, but was a digital union.

Fu Wanjun looked at the group of cultivators and said, "Since two years ago, the Jiusu wine left in the Zhuying Forbidden Land has gradually changed. Yuhuaze's Rain Axe disappeared first, followed by the Snow Axe falling from the Snow Valley!"

He pointed to the moon crack above his head: "It's now our tribe's turn to Moon Axe. If we don't take away the Moon Flower and Medicine Garden, Moon Axe will definitely follow the footsteps of the Rain Axe and Snow Axe, and quietly disappear, and nowhere will be detected!"

He was born in the Jingting Tribe. The town artifact originally had only one Jingting battle axe. Later, his tribe swallowed up the Suzhen tribe, snatched the Yuesu stick, refined it into the Jingting War Hammer, and occupied Zhaiyue Mountain.

Therefore, Picking Yueshan and Yue Axe were not originally objects of the Jingting Tribe, they just occupied the magpie's nest.

After hearing what Fu Wanjun said, Qunxiu asked in surprise: "Can the ancestors of the Purple Mansion in our tribe find that Jiusu's alcohol has disappeared for no reason?"
Chapter completed!