As the sound of firecrackers ended, more than 300 people who came to celebrate the birthday of the birthday party met with the old birthday stars. After the birthday celebrations, the crowd was divided into two groups of people to enter the villa and the teaching hall respectively, and sat for the shared birthday banquet.

No one left early, it was etiquette to celebrate birthdays and have birthday banquets, and everyone was also looking forward to how the Xiao family would deal with Xiao Cheng.

Compared with the number of people entering the villa for banquets, there were much fewer people arranged to enter the teaching hall, only twenty or thirty.

The reason why people who celebrate birthdays are divided into two groups is that because there are differences between cultivators and ordinary people, common topics, etc., if they are all arranged together, they will inevitably have an embarrassment. This is also a common tradition of the Secret Cultivation Family.

The twenty or thirty people who entered the teaching hall to participate in the birthday party are naturally cultivators, including some casual cultivators, the descendants of the other four major heir cultivators, etc.

Among the younger generation, Li Nongchao, Chu Jinglong, Xia Ziming and others also came to celebrate the birthday of the old birthday star.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone was a little surprised. Why didn’t Xiao Fusheng and Xiao Cheng appear for 10 or 20 minutes after the birthday party? Are they dealing with the matter?

"Buzz--"

And at this moment, a terrifying buzzing sound suddenly sounded in the sky, like the sound of countless swords resonating, and like tens of thousands of autumn cicadas chirping at the same time, which made people tinnitus.

Then an amazing momentum swept across the sky.

People in the teaching field, those who are slightly weak in their cultivation only feel dizzy, while those who are innate and above are shocked and suddenly look up at the sky.

But the buzzing sound is vast and the momentum is even more unrecognizable. The cultivators look left and right, look at me, and look at you, but they cannot determine the source.

Taoist Pawn Shan, who was drinking wine happily, felt the power and looked awe-inspiring. The wine glass in his hand was accidentally crushed by him. The corners of his eyes were twitched involuntarily.

Even his heart was filled with fear. It must be the power of the powerful Jindan master. When did the Xiao family have the powerful Jindan master?

Could it be that Wang Qiyi died because of this powerful Jindan? Yes! That must be it!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel extremely afraid of the Xiao family. He could not take Xiao Fusheng seriously before, but the current Jindan powerhouse was not something he could handle. He should have passed the news back to Fang Tian Sect.

Most people in the teaching field have guessed that this kind of power is absolutely the power of a powerful Jindan.

What does it mean to choose to release power at this time? Did you deliberately choose to intimidate everyone at this time?

There is such a powerful golden elixir hidden in the Xiao family! This is too unexpected. The foundation of the thousand-year-old clan of the Xiao family is indeed extremely profound.

People from the four major empress families have been despising the thin Xiao family in recent years. At this moment, this contemptuous heart disappeared.

They knew that as long as this powerful Jindan master existed for a day, the Xiao family would always be the leader of the five major hidden cultivators in Shanghai, and no one could shake it unless a single family also gave birth to a powerful Jindan master.

Everyone felt this power and stood up almost at the same time. Many people stood there and bowed to the sky.

Of course, there are also very few people who disagree, such as those of the Li family.

In their eyes, a powerful golden elixir is nothing special. Li Nongchao has reached the fifth level of innate level at just nineteen years old. He will advance to the realm of golden elixir sooner or later, and his future is limitless. At that time, who is stronger or weaker may not be certain.

Li Nongchao looked up at the sky and snorted coldly from his nose. He smiled coldly. Choosing to release the power of the golden elixir at this time is just a sign of a fierce look on his face. If it is really strong enough, why should we intimidate everyone?

Hong Jiuling was stunned for the moment he felt the power. He immediately turned into a relieved smile. He had long guessed that the young master had the strength of the golden elixir, and his current power was naturally released by the young master. It was not unexpected.

Seeing that everyone stood up, many people were ready to go out and take a look. The situation was unstable, Hong Jiuling frowned.

"Come on! Everyone sit down and continue drinking. I, Hong Jiuling, toast everyone here!" Hong Jiuling picked up the wine glass and looked around.

As a subordinate of Xiao Cheng, he naturally needs to find a way to stabilize the rear in this situation. If this matter cannot be done well, what use is he?

Most of the people sat down slowly when they heard Hong Jiuling's words, raised their wine glasses and signaled Hong Jiuling from afar, but a few people ignored it.

"What? Can't I give me the face of Mr. Hong?" Hong Jiuling's narrow eyes flashed with cold light, and his voice increased a little.

He ranked fourth in the teaching field about cultivation. Except for the head of the Chu family who is innately eighth level, the head of the Li family who is innately seventh level, and the Taoist of the Patriarch of the Quasi-jindan realm, he has the highest cultivation level.

Moreover, he has all the channels in his hand to control Heicheng. Even the three people with higher cultivation levels than him have to give him some face. He is indeed able to say this.

"Where is Lord Hong talking about it?"

Although everyone was a little reluctant, they had to sit down due to their affection. They all picked up their glasses to drink, and the commotion stabilized instantly.

Hong Jiuling drank all the wine in his glass in one gulp, and felt refreshed.

...

There were creaking sounds from the bamboo forest, and countless bamboos cut off by the sword energy hurricane were poured out, and the bamboo leaves were in chaos.

But despite the constant sounds around, Xiao Cheng felt extremely quiet and could only hear his own breathing.

Xiao Cheng stared blankly at the end of the bamboo forest between the green bamboos, without any emotion except surprise.

Two figures appeared at the end of the bamboo forest, one was Ning Jingzhe, who was tall and very aura.

Ning Jingzhe's aura is very strong, and it will undoubtedly be the focus of attention when it appears in any occasion. However, Ning Jingzhe's aura can be completely negligible at this time and can only be regarded as a foil.

The other person is the old man who was dying in his twilight years supported by Ning Jingzhe. The old man is not tall and even has some of Ju Lou. His silver-white hair is scattered, like a bunch of dry grass, with a decayed expression and a haggard face. The ruthless years left deep ravines on her face.

The old man was holding a crested crutch. Because he had once bound his feet, his feet looked a little small, he was not comfortable to walk, and he staggered and trembled.

The old man stepped on the pile of bamboo leaves and walked slowly, making a rustling sound.

And it is such an old man who exudes an invisible and powerful aura, which slows down the bamboo leaves falling from their bodies.

"Great grandma!" Xiao Cheng couldn't help but whisper.

Somehow, when he saw the old man in his twilight years slowly coming, he couldn't help but feel sad. He was already exhausted, but he saw his children and grandchildren pulling their swords towards each other and fighting against each other in the same room.

He didn't expect the old man to come here. He didn't want the old man to know these things, so he just handled them secretly, but he never thought that the old man actually came and was a powerful Jindan master.

Grandma is actually a powerful Jindan! This is so unexpected that even the reborn person never knew.

The ancestor slowly walked over and glanced at Xiao Cheng, but he stopped talking, but he didn't say anything in the end, and turned into a leisurely sigh.

He reached out and patted Xiao Cheng on his shoulder, looked at Xiao Cheng carefully, and then looked at the hideous wound on Xiao Cheng's left shoulder. A hint of care appeared in his turbid old eyes.

The ancestor signaled Ning Jingzhe to let her go, and then passed by Xiao Cheng and walked towards Xiao Fusheng step by step.

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[The update is a bit late, sweaty, I still have a meeting after get off work in the afternoon, and the New Year is like this, Xiaodao has no choice! Go to the next chapter with hard work!!

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