"I'm sorry, gentlemen, but Miss Shishi has an important guest there. Is it okay to arrange for Miss Qinghe to play?"
"This girl Qinghe is the one who plays the intoxicating music at midnight and never returns home. When she heard the arrival of the four young masters today, she took the initiative to invite her and wanted to get to know the four young masters."
There was soft talk between words, but Feng Yang was willing to do anything. He just came to see and see, and he didn't necessarily want anyone.
The man surnamed Zhao didn't say anything, and Sun Busheng saw that the people who could decide the situation didn't say anything. He also knew that the big courtesans were not so easy to hire now, and he didn't care whether there was Miss Shishi, so he agreed.
Next, accompanied by a burst of music and singing and dancing, several people mingled, listened to music, drank, and occasionally took a bite of delicious food made by Lan Qiuyuan.
After three rounds of drinking, Sun Busheng suggested that they have a drink together. After that, the people named Zhao and the people named Jia knew about it, and the main film began.
"Brother Feng, Brother Zhao, Brother Jia, and my younger brother are also opening the skylight today to speak out. My father is planning to hold a [-]th birthday, and I, the son, have to organize it for him."
"Everything else is easy to handle, and I'm almost ready. There's just one thing I can't do with my own birthday gift!"
Brother Zhao and the others also know that the newly promoted alchemy monks in this mountain valley are planning to expand their influence in all aspects. They understand that the gift from their direct descendants is a good gift, but it is a good thing that greatly shows their face. Son.
However, the Sun Busheng in front of him, although he has built a foundation, only has three spiritual roots. He also has an older brother with two spiritual roots, which has always been suppressing him, and as he grows older, he has become far behind. surpassed him.
Telling him to do things, I'm afraid he's just trying to make a fool of himself. I'm afraid that instead of leaving it to the two brothers, I'm afraid the younger brother is just using his grades to brag.
"My brother has indeed prepared a fourth-level peak monster inner elixir as a congratulatory gift. I wouldn't even dare to think about surpassing him, but I can't be too far behind."
"It just so happened that the Qizhen Pavilion recently got a new batch of colorful clams, which can produce colorful pearls. They happen to be the fourth level. Although these colorful pearls are not as good as the monster inner elixir, they are still very useful."
As soon as he said this, everyone still didn't know what was going on.
"Brother Sun, although we are familiar with each other, one of these fourth-order colorful pearls is equivalent to three thousand spiritual stones. Although we have some money in hand, but..."
Although Jia didn't finish what he said, everyone knew that this thing was too expensive, and if you borrowed this spiritual stone, you might not be able to pay it back.
Brother Feng, on the other hand, even though he had no friendship with anyone, still took out a thousand spirit stones and gave them to Sun Bu Sheng. However, the cost of Sun Bu Sheng's treat this time was more than a hundred spirit stones. However, Brother Feng was just an accident. He didn't say anything about the harvest.
Brother Zhao looked at the man surnamed Feng, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. It was clear that he wanted to drag them into the water. They themselves were ignorant and incompetent, so how many spiritual stones could they be expected to have.
Just being held here will inevitably lead to bleeding.
In the end, the person named Zhao took three thousand spirit stones, and the person named Jia took two thousand spirit stones. In one meal, they raised six thousand spirit stones, which could buy two colorful pearls.
Wearing these colorful pearls can relax the meridians, activate meridians, improve eyesight and soothe the mind. Grinding them into powder is a very good raw material for alchemy. It can not only improve the quality of the elixir, but also increase the ability of the elixir to prolong life.
Therefore the price is quite expensive.
However, the three thousand spiritual stones are only due to the price increase in the Qizhen Pavilion. The most precious thing about colorful pearls is not their value, but their meaning, beauty, longevity, and scarcity.
It best represents the feelings of the person giving the gift.
So the price is a bit high.
However, Sun Busheng didn't care about this. What he wanted was nobility. He even said that he hoped that everyone would know this nobility, so that he could reflect his filial piety.
For his 200th birthday, he just gave two colorful pearls, plus some other gifts, worth almost ten thousand spiritual stones. It can be said that it is a gift that far exceeds that of his brother. He is still thinking about it. Suddenly I found that the path had become dark.
The banquet dispersed after taking the spirit stone. He didn't dare to stay for a moment after collecting the spirit stone, but he didn't expect someone to ambush him of the six thousand spirit stones in the storage bag, his heart was beating fast. This amount of spirit stones was not a small amount. Even the foundation building pills could buy three or four. But can he buy it? That's another story.
But that didn't stop him from knowing the value of these spiritual stones, so he gritted his teeth and started running forward.
At the same time, he smashed the jade amulet his father gave him in the storage bag.
In a large manor, a middle-aged man who was meditating in a room frowned, and a broken jade talisman appeared in his hand.
"What happened to Sheng'er? Who is so bold?"
As he spoke, he stood up.
His hair was dancing wildly, his sleeves were bulging, and he was flying into the air in an instant. However, his brows were a little confused, and the breath disappeared in a flash, but they were in two completely different places.
At the moment, he has no idea that this is a long-planned murder!
It's just that there has never been such a living enemy in my memory.
But there was no other way but to try their luck. A strong golden light flashed across the sky. Everyone who was holding the sword moved out of the way, and many people were still secretly cursing in their hearts.
"I don't know who made this new Dan Jie so anxious."
On the other side, one of the four people who separated from the banquet also ended up in this situation.
But this person was much smarter. As soon as he went out, he immediately took out his flying magic weapon and flew to a forest where there were not many people.
Then he changed his outfit, his cassock was sparkling, his body was complete with all kinds of accessories, and his face returned to its original appearance of fine features and beautiful features.
It's a pity that this time, when he was about to take out the flying magic weapon, he suddenly ducked aside.
But a long needle as thin as a faint light passed through his hand, almost piercing his palm.
"Where are the rats, so sneaky!"
A voice with a changed voice came, hoarse with a little bit of madness, "Are you Feng Yang?"
Unexpectedly, when Feng Yang heard this, he immediately shook his head and denied it.
"I am not Feng Yang, I am not Feng Yang. Your Excellency, you have mistaken me. I don't know Feng Yang. My surname is Zhao, my name is Zhao Zheng, and I am the direct grandson of the Zhao family."
Responding to this sentence were 360 five blood-glow needles and a Ten Thousand Ghosts banner.
There were a lot of good things in Feng Yang's hands. He waved a talisman and muttered something. With a pinch of the seal in his hand, a huge wind sword appeared in front of his eyes, and then it swept past 360 five blood lights.
He blocked this attack, but at this time Feng Yang's expression changed.
In just a moment, he fell into a magic circle.
This magic circle isolated the inside and outside, and Feng Yang was unable to see through it for a moment. (End of chapter)