As night comes, snow on the top of Jiuyang Peak is like a jade dragon chasing each other, and it never stops. The inside and outside of the Taoist temple are covered with silver, and the jade towers are all in sight. It is full of auspiciousness, which adds a bit of immortality under the swaying candles.

At this time, in the banquet hall of the Taoist temple, the host of the Jiuyang Peak Chengguan had already ordered people to light many candles as thick as babies' arms, and the whole banquet hall was as bright as daytime.

Zhou Shaobai has changed into a brand new Taoist uniform and walked into the gate with his master Chengyu Taoist. Chengyu has a deep cultivation level. When he walks in the wind and snow, his luck wanders around him. He naturally rises from heat. The snowflakes turned into water vapor before touching his clothes. Therefore, Chengyu's body is clean and tidy, and no snowflakes are attached to it. Zhou Shaobai's cultivation level is still shallow compared to Chengyu. When he shakes at the door, snow falls on his head and body.

Seeing the shape at this time, Zhou Shaobai praised in his heart: Master, he is really a profound cultivation. Xiyunsheng rumored that the master is the most profound in the Cheng generation. Although Master has not admitted it, judging from this level of cultivation, others have not exaggerated much.

"Haha, senior brother, you are here!"

An orange-clad Taoist came towards him, with a smile on his face. It was the host of the Jiuyang Peak Chengguan.

Chengyu bowed and returned the favor and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Chengyu! Congratulations on having a good disciple. This time I am the only one who is the leader, and I am envious of me!"

Chengguan laughed: "The little disciple won a lucky chance! Senior brother, come with me and take a seat inside."

Zhou Shaobai followed the two into the banquet hall and saw three long carved tables on the top of the table, two rows of tables lined up below, and some fruit and pastries were placed on the table, which looked very delicate, and it was obviously carefully prepared by Chengguan's orders.

Several hosts and their disciples had already stood here. When Chengyu came, he was busy coming forward and bowing to them. Zhou Shaobai stood behind him respectfully, but his eyes were snatching everywhere, wanting to see if Mu Ningzhi was also in the hall just now. At this time, someone suddenly flashed around him and laughed: "Junior Brother Zhou, are you busy looking for beauty Bingshuang when you come?"

This person is Li Yuankang. He smiled and his expression was as relaxed as ever.

Zhou Shaobai was afraid that his master would hear his nonsense, so he quickly pulled up his sleeve and walked to a corner of the hall, and then said, "Senior Brother Li, this place is not as empty as the other side of the ring. All the hosts are here. If you are heard randomly, it will be a disaster for me."

"Haha, when you duel with that little beauty, you were so nonsense that you were not afraid of seeing you. You shrank back and forth. In fact, in my opinion, you might as well ask your master to propose marriage to Lingmeng in front of the head. The matchmaker is marrying you, and Yuping Danxia becomes a relative from now on. Wouldn't you be more happy?" Li Yuankang became more proud of himself and couldn't help but smile.

Zhou Shaobai wanted to cover his mouth: "Enough! Senior Brother Li, no matter how much jokes are, there must be a limit. If you spend this kind of time on me, I will be annoyed!"

Another person came next to him: "What are you talking about?"

It turned out to be Zhang Xiaofeng. Zhou Shaobai was afraid that Li Yuankang would talk nonsense to Zhang Xiaofeng again, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, congratulations on being the leader! I really admire him!"

When Zhang Xiaofeng heard this, his usual calm face frowned slightly and said, "Junior Brother Zhou, in fact, I didn't win the last competition in the last competition."

Zhou Shaobaiqi said: "Why did Senior Brother Zhang say this?"

Li Yuankang next to him smiled and said, "It's not because of you! You hurt the Frost Beauty's arm, so she naturally couldn't fight with all her strength. It's a pity that she didn't see a full-strength duel in the last game."

Zhang Xiaofeng nodded: "That's true. Although I won, I took advantage of Miss Mu's injury. I was really a little embarrassed and I was extremely ashamed. So please don't say anything else. I'm so ashamed."

Seeing Zhang Xiaofeng say this, Zhou Shaobai admired him even more.

Li Yuankang said again: "Senior Brother Zhang doesn't have to be so humble. Although Miss Mu is injured, even if she goes to fight safely, she may not be a match for Senior Brother Zhang."

"This is not necessarily. If she takes all her strength, I may not be able to block her sword." Zhang Xiaofeng said, looking at Zhou Shaobai, "After all, I am not as smart and agile as Junior Brother Zhou."

Zhou Shaobai was stunned. This sentence seemed to be sarcastic?

Before he could recall it, Zhang Xiaofeng bowed: "Two junior brothers, please do whatever you want, I'll go and greet others."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Li Yuankang smiled and said, "It's strange that Senior Brother Zhang is actually angry. Junior Brother Zhou, you can make Mu Ningzhi and Zhang Xiaofeng calm down in one day. You are really a talent."

Zhou Shaobai was very surprised and said to myself: Because Miss Mu was hurt by me, Senior Brother Zhang felt that he was not powerful in victory, so he took his anger on me?

Before he could figure it out, a shout came: "The head of the sect is here!"

Everyone in the hall hurriedly turned around and saw the head of the sect, Taoist Lingxu, stepping into the banquet hall, followed by Lingshi Lingji and the others.

Everyone hurriedly bowed and said, "I've seen the leader!"

Lingxu waved his hand and said, "Your family, take your seat!"

So everyone took their seats, and Zhou Shaobai and other disciples stood behind their respective masters. In this case, as disciples, they could not sit for a meal.

At this time, Zhou Shaobai discovered that Mu Ningzhi was coming.

The host Lingmeng was wearing a white dress and had a solemn and elegant face. She gently put her clothes on her clothes and sat at the table. A young woman beside her also sat down with her. It was Mu Ningzhi. Mu Ningzhi's eyebrows were lowered and he did not look at her. Zhou Shaobai saw that the clothes on her arm were slightly bulging. He thought that there must be a silk thing wrapped in the wound that stopped bleeding, and he couldn't help feeling guilty.

Seeing Mu Ningzhi sitting at the table, he realized that Mu Ningzhi was really the same generation as his master Chengyu. Li Yuankang also saw this scene and squeezed his eyes at him, with a bright smile on his face.

Lingxu sat upright, looking at the people under him, he couldn't help but feel happy and laughed: "Thousand-year-old stream clouds are not declining after all. The young talents in this hall are all the treasures that my stream clouds have been able to prosper for thousands of years!"

Chengguan was extremely proud when he heard this. This time, he was afraid of accidents like the ascension ceremony, so he did it himself and handled all the affairs in an orderly manner, which was highly praised by the head. Zhang Xiaofeng, the disciple under him, lived up to everyone's expectations and took the lead, which really made him gain enough face.

So he picked up the jade cup and smiled, "What the leader said is very much! This time, the leader of the Nine Meridians, and the leader is here, and you all gather together in Jiuyang. It is really a great event for my Jiuyang Peak! Today's prosperity is that if the leader is not hard-working, how can we, those who are not blessed, be lucky enough to see it? I dared to suggest that everyone raise the jade cup in front of them and respect the leader together!"

Then there was a voice of echoing, and everyone raised their glasses. Just as they were about to drink, they found that only Taoist Lingmeng ignored them and did not touch them for a while.

Chengguan drank the nectar in the cup at a glance. When he saw Ling Meng motionless, he couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Ling Meng, why is this?"

Taoist Lingmeng said lightly: "I am a monk, I should not drink alcohol and have fun."

Chengguan hurriedly said, "Uncle Master doesn't know anything. This wine is made of Jiuyang Treasure Snow Tea and rare fruits. Drinking it not only makes you feel refreshed, but also makes you prolong your life. It is also a great supplement for practice. It is a rare and excellent product, not the ordinary things sold by the wine shops at the foot of the mountain!"

Ling Meng still didn't clink her glasses: "I've said it out loud, wine is still wine."

The Taoist Chengguan was originally impatient. If others were tortured by him in normal times, he would have changed his face long ago. But now Lingmeng is his uncle of his generation, and not to mention that the head of the sect was present, he had to endure it and dare not have an attack. At this time, the head of the sect said: "Chengguan, your uncle doesn't like drinking, and today is a happy day, so don't say too much, so as not to lose interest. Come and pour tea for Lingmeng!"

A Taoist boy flashed out from the side and presented Lingmeng with snow tea.

Lingxu smiled and said, "Junior sister, since you don't want to drink, how about using tea instead of wine?"

Ling Meng looked down at the tea, but suddenly reached out and pushed the teacup aside, saying coldly: "This weather is dripping with water, but I'm asking people to drink snow tea! I've been feeling unwell recently and don't want to drink these cold things, so as not to get sick like Senior Brother Lingguang back then and leave!"

When the head of the sect heard this, his eyebrows were slightly locked, and the Lingshi Lingji next to him suddenly changed his expression.
Chapter completed!