Yan Lan turned around and looked at it, and suddenly wanted to laugh. This is not a treasure, it is clearly a bag of sweet potatoes, ordinary sweet potatoes eaten by ordinary people.

The cultivators frowned slightly and watched Yan Lan's reaction quietly.

Yan Lan did not dislike it, but grabbed the cloth bag, took out a few sweet potatoes and weighed it, and smiled and said, "Good potatoes, much better than the wild potatoes I once dug in the wilderness. Thank you, senior! This must be the things given to me by the villagers in the senior village. They are all kind and simple people. I have received their wishes, and I will accept the sweet potatoes and bake them to eat them at night!"

Buzhenxian blinked and smiled, "Yan Lan, don't you dislike the villagers of this immortal for being shabby?"

Yan Lan smiled and said, "How dare you? The poor have only two steamed buns, but one is given to me. It is more expensive than the rich people who have 10,000 pieces of meat and only one piece is thrown to me. What's more, the sweet potatoes grown in the places where their predecessors live must not be ordinary sweet potatoes, and they will definitely be contaminated with fairy spirit."

The Buzhen Xian laughed and patted Yan Lan and said, "You boy, you can say that the sweet potato yield in the place where I live is so low. Come on, this is all the things the villagers give you, enough for you to eat for a while!"

Yan Lan saw that the sleeves of the immortal were swung, and his eyes suddenly became dark. When he looked closely, he saw that there were mountains of sweet potatoes, radishes and other fruits in front of him, which were so high that it blocked the sunshine.

The cultivators were stunned and then laughed kindly.

Lu Qian came over and said, "Boss Yan Lan, I still remember when I was a child, I went out of the valley to steal wild potatoes. The taste was really great in the world. Although I don't have to make a living by eating now, the greed in my stomach was suddenly hooked up. I'll help you roast sweet potatoes tonight!"

Yan Lan nodded and smiled, "Okay, thank you Brother Lu, I'm still thinking about how to grill so many sweet potatoes!"

Everyone laughed again and Mihongpao said, "Yan Lan, we monks have taken too much magical medicine, but we forgot the taste of sweet potatoes and radishes. Why not hold a sweet potatoes and radishes tonight? This is the fruit and fruit that nourishes and grows with the immortal spirit of the immortal predecessors. After eating it, we will definitely prolong our life and enhance our enlightenment!"

Yan Lan bowed and said, "Then it's time for the elder to host the sweet potato and radish banquet!"

Mi Hong's beard stroked and smiled, nodded and said, "Pack to me!"

The cultivators' eyes widened. Although this was just a sweet potato and radish banquet, the number was limited after all. It was impossible for everyone to attend the banquet. Being able to attend the banquet could at least have a relationship with Yan Lan and the untrue immortal.

This seems to be a potato feast, but it actually contains connections and distant relationships. Yan Lan became famous all over the world. Those monks attending the banquet could brag to others: I once attended the potato feast hosted by Yan Lan; Yan Lan and I ate it very close; my relationship with Yan Lan is so strong; when I ate sweet potatoes with Senior Yan Lan, you have not been born yet...

Xun Qingshan saw the look of the crowd of Xiuqiao's eagerness and said aloud: "Tonight, there are many sweet potato radish banquets, but there are more people, so there must be a limit."

"My proposal is that, except for the people invited by Yan Lan himself, among the other clans, those with the seven-Yan Infant Cultivation level or above have the strength to defend their hometown and can attend the banquet unconditionally;"

"The rest of the clans or individuals want to attend the banquet. For every sixth-grade magic weapon or pill or a hundred top-grade human spirit stones, one quota can be added, all voluntary, first come first served, and the quota is limited. From my eyes, this pile of fruits is only enough for one thousand people to taste. Apart from some invited people, there are only about 800 quotas left."

Xun Qingshan deliberately compressed the quota, and a fox-like smile appeared on his face. After all, there are hundreds of thousands of monks in this square, and the quota is one in a thousand.

Yan Lan was stunned. He didn't expect that this pile of ordinary fruits could get so many resources. He couldn't help but laugh.

Yan Lan knew that Xun Qingshan said that cultivators above the Qiyan Infant Transformation Period were unconditional to attend the banquet, which was to give face to the strong, because the total of these people in the eastern part of the land was only 20 to 30 people, which was not worth mentioning compared to thousands of places. At the same time, they could win over the hearts of the strong and kill two birds with one stone.

As for the sixth-grade magic weapons or pills in the human realm, they are extremely rare things. Even in the Lion Kingdom, there are not many alchemists who can refine this level.

It is a big deal for a medium-sized clan to have three or five, and some small sects are afraid that none of them can be taken out.

Only those larger clans have the courage to take out two or three pieces, and only wish to reach the Yan Lan relationship, that would be worth it. After all, there are many precious treasures, and Yan Lan has only one territory of one million miles.

Yan Lan thought for a while and said loudly: "Elder Xun, Elder Mi, I have another suggestion. In order to motivate the younger generation, those under the age of thirty and who have reached the Nascent Soul stage, those under the age of thirty, those under the age of 16, those under the age of twelve, and those under the age of twelve, are all invited by me, Yan Lan, and you can attend the banquet unconditionally. What do the two elders think?"

Xun Qingshan and Mi Hongpao looked at each other, and gave Yan Lan a thumbs up in their hearts, and then said in unison: "I agree very much!"

“Buzz…”

The entire Luoyun Square boiled, and the powerful and neat sound waves turned into a shock wave, making a buzzing sound.

"Okay, fellow Taoist Yan Lan is very thoughtful, it is indeed a blessing for my millions of miles of territory. On behalf of my little grandson, I would like to thank fellow Taoist Yan!"

"Fellow Daoist Yan hides the way of the saints and inspires the younger generations, big clans and small sects, and we are grateful for it!"

“…”

The cultivators were excited and praised loudly.

Yan Lan smiled slightly. This move was to give those younger generations with extremely talented talents to those small sects, otherwise, those small sects would complain and feel alienated.

In fact, the conditions proposed by Yan Lan were only met by more than twenty people. In this way, whether it was a wealthy sect or a small sect, there was a chance to attend the banquet.

Yan Lan had another intention. When he was young, he was extremely hoped to be appreciated by an elder and give him better cultivation. Even if he said a word of praise to him, he would be very moved. He understood that behind Tian Zong's talent was hardships and persistence that others could not see. Now he is different from the past, but he still empathizes with it, so he gave the young genius a chance.

The Buzhen Immortal was also a little surprised, and then shook his head and smiled. He understood that the people from the Marquis Valley sold fruits and vegetables to Yan Lan, which was clearly the opportunity to have a banquet with Yan Lan. This opportunity is worth a sixth-grade pill weapon in the human realm, which is indeed not expensive. Because a dinner party is definitely not as simple as eating and drinking.

When the cultivators were calm, the immortal said, "Yan Lan, I will also give you the same gift, don't dislike me!"

Yan Lan smiled and said, "Senior has already given me a bunch of big gifts, but there are even gifts. How dare I dislike me!"

The Buzhen Immortal nodded, then took out something from behind, which was a thing that looked like an incense burner and gently placed it in Yan Lan's hand.

The cultivators looked at each other in a serene way, but they didn’t know what this was!

However, several knowledgeable old men took a breath and exclaimed in a low voice. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!