Chapter 117 [Spiritual Clam Banquet]

Liu Zhuo had been hiding under the soil layer to watch the show. After hearing Gu Jianfeng's shouting, he was secretly shocked and stayed in the soil layer for a moment.

Liu Zhuo didn't feel much disgusted with Gu Jianfeng, a reckless man. He still remembered what happened on Ziyun Peak. Now, eleven years later, he met his old friend again. For Liu Zhuo, who had already left the Five Mountains Sect, he felt that he was both a fallen man in the world.

Thinking of this, Liu Zhuo's mind moved and his body suddenly floated up.

A rush.

On the surface of the clearings in the woods, it suddenly squirmed like a swamp, and Liu Zhuo's slender figure suddenly rushed out of the ground.

Liu Zhuo slowly landed on the ground. Seeing Gu Jianfeng's bright brain, he couldn't help but smile and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Gu, do you still remember me?"

Gu Jianfeng stared at Liu Zhuo and said strangely: "Eh? You kid, you are so familiar."

Liu Zhuo was not surprised to see that Gu Jianfeng could no longer recognize him, but smiled and said, "Senior Brother Gu, do you still remember what happened on Ziyun Peak eleven years ago?"

When Gu Jianfeng heard this, he immediately slapped his head and shouted: "You are the kid in the third level of Qi training stage. I didn't expect you, a kid, have grown so old?"

Liu Zhuo smiled knowingly and sighed: "Senior Brother, you have changed a lot, and I didn't expect you to be a monk now."

"His grandma, if it weren't for those bastard Taoist priests, why would I have to be a monk?" Gu Jianfeng cursed and swept his spiritual sense over Liu Zhuo.

Because the magical powers of the second level of the body-hiding technique can only last for two days at most, so Gu Jianfeng can see through Liu Zhuo's realm at one glance.

Then Gu Jianfeng said with a gaze: "I thought the speed of cultivation was the best in the world. You kid, it took only eleven years to cultivate to the peak of the Qi training stage?"

"Just by chance, Senior Brother Gu has also entered the foundation-building stage." Liu Zhuo smiled, then changed his subject and asked, "I wonder why the black-faced old man just now wanted to chase you, Senior Brother?"

Gu Jianfeng immediately showed pride and said, "That old thing is a cultivator who is practicing the ghost lineage. He fed a yasha ghost that had been in the foundation-building stage. In order to raise ghosts, he released it and bit people randomly, and bit all the mortal monks in the temple to death. In anger, I took his yasha ghost into the gourd. Unexpectedly, this old thing kept chasing him. He just met him again outside the water city and destroyed him. This old thing was simply looking for death!"

When Liu Zhuo heard this, he couldn't help but ask strangely: "My junior brother has never figured out what the so-called "ghost path" is? Why do monks in the world all look like they hate them to the core?"

Gu Jianfeng weighed the spirit ghost gourd in his hand and explained: "This cultivator who practices the bullshit ghost realm is simply to strengthen his strength by raising various ghosts. If he wants to raise ghosts so fiercely, he has to feed his ghosts human spirit, especially the essence of immortal cultivators, which is even more of a tonic. Therefore, some bastards who practice ghost realm specifically rely on sneak attacking immortal cultivators to feed their ghosts, and were chased by both Buddhist and Taoist sects."

After hearing this explanation, Liu Zhuo realized it very well.

However, let alone the evil behavior of killing people and seizing the Yuanling spirit, compared with the monks in the world of Buddhism and Taoism, those who practice the ghost realm are indeed much stronger. After all, as long as they grab enough Yuanling, the ghost realm monks can raise a ghost with similar cultivation.

When fighting, it has the effect of fighting against two, which is somewhat similar to the spirit and ghost behind it.

Thinking in his mind, Liu Zhuo looked at Gu Jianfeng's spirit ghost gourd just now, and said, "In the Five Mountains Sect, there have been rumors that Senior Brother, you have practiced the ghost path. Senior Brother, you are just a container for raising ghosts?"

Gu Jianfeng spat fiercely and cursed: "Those bastard Taoists are just farts. I am a ancestral gourd. It is true that there is a ten thousand-year-old ghost in it, but I have never released it to feed it. I have practiced real Taoist techniques before. If Wang Li hadn't messed with me, this old ghost might not have been able to eat meat."

After saying that, Gu Jianfeng laughed.

Liu Zhuo felt it was very interesting to be able to untie the doubts many years ago and couldn't help but laugh.

Gu Jianfeng touched his big bald head and asked with a smile: "You kid, are you here to participate in the Thousand Immortals Club?"

"It's true." Liu Zhuo responded with a faint smile.

"Then let's go together. How about waiting for the Dragon Palace first? I heard that the spirit clams are extremely delicious, so I have long wanted to try them." Gu Jianfeng pointed to the direction of the Dragon Palace, but he looked yearning.

Liu Zhuo was speechless, but after he refined the two Qimen pills, there was nothing important about it, but the effect of immobilizing was still not enough to try.

(Forget it, just the magical power of the Earth-Practice Pill, this immobile pill cannot be fake.)

Liu Zhuo said in his heart and replied.

Immediately, amid Gu Jianfeng's laughter, Liu Zhuo drove auspicious clouds, while Gu Jianfeng stepped on the spirit ghost gourd, and the two flew towards the center of the water city together.

The East China Sea Dragon Palace in the center of the city is extremely majestic. The entire Dragon Palace covers an area of ​​nearly 10,000 feet and is also the largest building in the water city. Among them, there are corals and many strange rocks. From time to time, you can see a few strange-looking water monsters walking around nearby.

The most conspicuous one in the entire Dragon Palace is a dark red and extremely strange hall. Hundreds of monks have gathered in the square in front of the hall.

Liu Zhuo and Gu Jianfeng flew from the south of the city and quietly landed on the square.

At that moment, Liu Zhuo looked around and saw that there were many monks around him and his clothes were also different, obviously from different immortal sects.

Most of the monks are in the Qi training stage, and many of them are meditating on the spot, closing their eyes to rest.

It was still early, and Liu Zhuo said nothing. When he talked to Gu Jianfeng, the two of them sat cross-legged casually, just waiting for the Qianxianhui to start.

At the same time, under the hazy semicircular shield of the water city, auspicious clouds continued to fly over and landed on the square. Ten hours passed in a row, and nearly a thousand people gathered in the square.

At this time, dozens of auspicious clouds floated in the sky to the south, and more than a dozen monks dressed in purple Taoist robes, with buns on their heads and bamboo sticks on their temples were stopped.

Hearing the sound of breaking the wind, Liu Zhuo subconsciously turned his head and looked around, then he said in his heart, "It turns out that it is the monk from Confucius's sect that has arrived."

After more than ten monks from the Confucius Sect landed together, an old man with yellow face walked straight towards Liu Zhuo, bowed and smiled, "Brother Mingyuan, I didn't expect you to have arrived first."

"Senior Brother Duan is not too late." Liu Zhuo saw Gu Jianfeng hiding beside him and sleeping soundly with a gourd pillow, so he got up and responded.

"I didn't expect that it's only three years, but Brother Mingyuan's cultivation has reached this level. I feel ashamed of myself." Duan Changshan, who is still at the peak of Qi training, sighed.

At this moment, a proud dragon roar suddenly sounded in the entire Dragon Palace!

Hearing this sound, Liu Zhuo was secretly shocked and couldn't help but look at the direction where the dragon roar came.

At this time, a heavy fog mixed with red glow suddenly surged from the back hall of the Dragon Palace. The fog slowly surged onto the hall platform. After a moment, the three figures slowly appeared.

The figure in the center was ten feet tall and looked very tall. However, when the red fog disappeared, Liu Zhuo was surprised. In front of him was a tall old man with a red beard, a cow's nose, red eyebrows, red hair, wrinkles on his face, and a pair of horns on his head.

This is the legendary Dragon King of the West Sea, Ao Guang!

The two beside Ao Guang were Liu Zhuo's old acquaintances. It was the old turtle Xuan Ao, and the carp demon Limang. They stood behind the Dragon King with expressionless expressions as if they were guarding each other.

After looking around, the tall and red-haired old man made a sound like heavenly power, spreading in all directions and debuted: "Everyone, Lao Long is the Lord of the East China Sea Ao Guang! Today, the Thousand Immortals Meeting was held, and so many immortal friends came to support him is really the honor of the Dragon Palace. According to the convention, the spiritual clam banquet started later. All the immortal friends were drinking together. After the time passed, the immortal friends who had confidence in their magical powers went to the Dragon King Hall that was opened once every thirty years with Lao Long to look for treasures..."

Ao Guang's voice spread like a bell, and the many monks present suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure.

"This Dragon King is really worthy of being the ultimate cultivation level in the late stage of the Killing Pill. Such power is rare." Duan Zhengshan said in horror.

Liu Zhuo looked surprised. Facing the pressure of the Dragon King, he seemed to be born with a sense of resistance. Ao Guang's empty voice sounded particularly uncomfortable to him.

At this time, Gu Jianfeng finally stood up with the gourd and looked at the demon emperor Ao Guang on the palace platform.

"The spiritual clam banquet begins below, and all the immortals enjoy it." Ao Guang said in a heavenly power voice. At that moment, his tall figure slowly turned into a fog and gradually dissipated, leaving behind the two demons Xuan Ao and Limang to maintain order.

After a while, thousands of mortal maids and servants walked out from both sides of the hall. They held tables, benches, wine, food, etc. in their hands, and began to arrange the tables and banquets in an orderly manner.

There were nearly a thousand monks present, and nearly a thousand feet of low tables were placed in the square, with some wine and food on the table, and in the center was a clam shell with blue surfaces that constantly radiated pure water-based spiritual energy.

Liu Zhuo did not move the wine and food, but focused on the spirit clams. After all, this was one of the purposes of his trip.

He reached out and slowly pulled open the shell of the spirit clam. Suddenly, the hazy blue glow scattered everywhere, reflecting Liu Zhuo's calm face. A longan's size and crystal clear blue pearls on his body appeared in front of Liu Zhuo's eyes.

Liu Zhuo's heart moved, and he checked it with his spiritual sense, and found that the "blue pearl" formed by the spirit clam contained an extremely pure but very soft water spiritual breath.

"This spirit clam is indeed magical. It can brew such pure spiritual breath. No wonder it can improve the two levels of cultivation in the Qi training stage." Liu Zhuo sighed in his heart, and secretly used the "Eternal Life Practice" mental method and sent this pearl into his mouth...
Chapter completed!