r18novel Chapter 152
Chapter 152
Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, Ye Lang's Golden Pill Celebration Ceremony arrived.
Ye Lang said that he would leave the Yan Volcano to Chen Ping to take care of, and really give him full power, since he went out of the retreat, he had not come out once, and he had been building spirit weapons in the refining room.
With his current cultivation and understanding of the magic weapon, it was possible to create a magic weapon if he wanted to, but Ye Lang felt that the previous two times he had created a magic weapon was really an accident, and his real refining foundation was not stable.
Therefore, during this time, he did not create a magic weapon.
Ye Lang didn't leave the customs until the day before the celebration, called Chen Ping over, and asked, "How is the Jindan celebration done?"
Chen Ping said, took out an account book from the storage ring and handed it to Ye Lang, "This is the private property under the name of the Yanhuo Palace, and I also asked the peak lord to look at it
" "All the private property added up, how many spirit stones can be produced every year?" Ye Lang did not take the account book and asked directly.
"About 200,000 spirit stones. Chen Ping replied.
"So many spirit stones..."
It wasn't enough for him to cultivate once.
The Five Elements Qiankun Technique is particularly laborious to cultivate, plus the Nine Gods Thunder is also a big spirit devourer, and he runs the exercises to cultivate for a week, consuming at least one million spirit stones.
Two hundred thousand spirit stones belonged to the level that he didn't bother to look at.
"Those spirit stones, you yourself look at the distribution, if you still need spirit stones to speak directly, I Ye Lang will not treat my subordinates badly.
"In the future, these little things, don't look for me.
Ye Lang waved his hand and asked Chen Ping to take back the account book.
Chen Ping was stunned for a few seconds, took back the account book, hesitated for a moment, and continued: "The celebration thing..."
Ye Lang said reasonably, as if the protagonist of the celebration was not him, he was just a guest at the banquet.
Chen Ping took a deep breath and looked at the person sitting lazily on the main seat, and suddenly felt that he was looking for him to be a supervisor, perhaps sincerely.
Ye Lang really just lacked a supervisor.
Other than that, nothing else was his thoughts.
Ye Lang looked at Chen Ping and asked, "Chief Manager Chen, is there anything else?"
"
“...... Good. Chen
Ping took out the disciple roster, and the disciple roster flew directly into the air and automatically turned the page.
"Zhu Rong, Wang Tianming, and Wan Quan were my friends, you brought them here, I want to meet them. "
Yes.
Chen Ping led the way.
After a while, he came in with three disciples.
In the Flame Palace, on the stairs to the main throne, Ye Langsong sat reclining loosely, holding a jug of wine in his hand, saw several people come in, and threw them each a jug of wine: "Don't say anything, sit down and drink." The
three people, who were originally restrained, immediately swept away their previous apprehension, sat boldly on the stairs, pulled out the lid of the wine jug and drank the wine.
Ye Lang chatted with them while drinking, and there was no shelf at all, as if those hierarchical concepts in the Immortal Cultivation World did not exist.
In this moment.
He was not a high-ranking Jindan Zhenren, nor were they humble outer disciples.
They are just a group of like-minded young people.
Chen Ping looked at Ye Lang stunnedly, a complicated light flashed in his eyes, as if he had never understood Ye Lang.
When they first met, he only felt that Ye Lang was also smart, bold, and careful, and a good seedling for meticulous work.
It just so happened that at that time, he had abolished several fine works under him, and he also needed to cultivate new fine works.
He never thought that one day, the disciple he wanted to use as a pawn would actually become his master.
Although he was also a subordinate, he felt that it was a hundred times easier to be a subordinate to Ye Lang than to be a subordinate to the Dragon Emperor.
Ye Lang at least wouldn't give him difficult tasks, nor would he use him to block the robbery.
Chen Ping thought about it, and he couldn't help but feel a little relieved in his heart.
Drink the spirit wine.
There was no gap between Ye Lang and Zhu Rong.
It is rare for an immortal cultivator to get drunk, and his spiritual wine is not high.
Although Ye Lang and the others had some drunkenness on their faces, their eyes were clear and there was no big problem.
"Everyone, what's the point of just drinking, let's go to the backyard, get a table of spirit meat and drink." Ye Lang raised his head and took a sip of wine, and said with a bit of drunkenness.
Of course, Zhu Rong and the others will not object.
A drink that lasted until midnight.
Ye Lang did not promise to congratulate them with anything, but Zhu Rong and the others knew that after that night, their status would change significantly.
Early the next morning, guests arrived one after another.
The lights in the Flame Palace were bright, and the monks coming and going were very lively.
"I haven't been so lively in a long time.
"Yes, thanks to Ye Zhenren holding this banquet, we can relax and relax.
"Don't say it, Ye Zhenren is really a lucky star, as soon as he came out, the demon retreated.
"Yes, yes, I thought it would take at least seven or eight years, but I didn't expect that Ye Zhenren would get the demon as soon as he got out." His
Highness Long Ji heard the discussion of the surrounding cultivators, and immediately mocked: "How can a Jin Dan cultivator in Ye Lang have such a great ability to retire the demon, unless he has an affair with the demon of the Death Demon Abyss?"
Long Ji's voice was very loud, and there was no concealment at all, and the surrounding cultivators heard his words.
Some cultivators inevitably felt that what Long Ji said was not unreasonable, and they couldn't help but think strangely in their hearts.
The dragon pole has come to an end.
Someone at the table said, "It turns out that His Highness Longji's strength is only like this.
Long Ji glared angrily, but saw that the person who spoke frowned slightly, holding a cup of tea and drinking slowly, his demeanor was elegant and his face was beautiful.
"Who is she?" asked Long Ji, grabbing a monk beside him and pointing at the woman.
"Heavenly Sword Sect... Eminent...... Meng Yao is a real person. The monk who was arrested replied tremblingly.
Long Ji let go of his hand, raised a glass to Meng Yao and said: "I didn't expect to see my younger brother and sister here, my younger brother and sister are now Jindan, I don't know when I will marry my incomplete second brother?" Meng Yao's
face remained unchanged, slowly put down the teacup, and said in a calm tone: "If there is a marriage contract, this real person will not regret it, if the second highness is willing, he can personally go to the door to discuss the marriage with my sect master."
This cup, honor the future brother and sister. Long Ji smiled heartily, the words brother and sister were extremely lingering, Meng Yao's eyebrows frowned slightly, but he didn't think much about it.
Long Ji finished his glass of wine, turned his head and asked Chen Ping: "Chief Chen, you Yanhuo Peak real people are really big shelves, we are all here, he still appears, hang me and wait, waiting for him alone, he should really be a big face." The
words fell.
A warm voice came from the air: "The real person's face is not big, and the real person himself appreciates it, so you don't need to worry about it."
Long Ji's face darkened, and then he saw a handsome young man on the main throne.
That person must be Ye Lang, who looks quite reluctant.
Ye Lang's gaze passed through everyone and fell on Long Ji.
Long Ji did not sit in the position prepared by their Flame Palace, but sat on a dragon chair made of pure gold and encrusted with precious stones.