Wudang Mountain signed for 60 years

Chapter 9, congratulatory gift of five Qi training pills
Zhang Fan asked, "Do you want to go in for a banquet?"

Ling'er nodded: "I think, I heard that for the preparation of the banquet this time, we have prepared a lot of medicinal materials from heaven and earth, such as Tianshan snow lotus, Lingxu grass, and hundreds of years of immortal wine, which have a great effect on improving cultivation."

Zhang Fan watched Ling'er drooling all over the place.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll take you in to eat, just the two of us at a table, what do you think?"

"Don't dream, we can't get in at all."

Zhao Ling'er didn't believe that Zhang Fan could go in at all, and there were all master-level Taoists inside. You, a foundation-building disciple, can go in?
Stop dreaming.

Zhang Fan smiled: "If I can take you in, what should you do?"

"Hmph, if you can take me in, I will inherit your job and become a grave sweeper." Ling'er rolled her eyes.

Looking at my uncle, do you have such a big face!
Can I still go in?

Zhang Fan nodded: "Just wait, Master Uncle will take you in right away."

Zhang Fan walked forward.

Ling'er looked at Zhang Fan's actions and was startled.

"Uncle, what are you doing!"

Zhang Fan responded: "Send a gift!"

Ling'er looked at Zhang Fan in disbelief: "You really gave five Qi training pills?"

At first he thought Zhang Fan was joking, but he didn't expect the uncle in front of him to take it seriously.

Seriously sent out five Qi training pills.

"nature."

"Master, stop making trouble. If you do this, you will be driven down the mountain. Come back with me. I'll cook something delicious for you. Don't bet, okay." Linger pulled Zhang Fan and walked out.

This frightened Zhao Linger.

"What's the rush, there are so many delicious foods here, wouldn't it be a waste if you don't eat them!"

Zhang Fan Xianting walked timidly inside.

Ling'er stomped her feet angrily.

"Which side is this Taoist priest from?" one asked;

Zhang Fan has been in Lingtai Mountain for 60 years and has not gone out. Many disciples have never known about it. They only know that there is an outer disciple in Wudang Mountain.

It takes 60 years of practice to reach the foundation building period.

"I'm here today to give gifts."

"Oh, I don't know what gift and name you gave me, so I can register it." Lu Shu, Wu Yuhai's disciple, took the pen immediately.

"My name is Zhang Fan, and the gift is five Qi training pills."

"Okay, five..."

Lu Shu looked at him in disbelief.

Five qi training pills, are you here to be funny!
Here are all masters in the realm of masters, at least they are also mysterious magic tools, or mysterious magic circles, how could someone give five Qi training pills.

Lu Shu looked shocked: "This fellow Taoist, stop joking, five Qi training pills?"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

"Are you sure?"

Lu Shu asked again;

"Very sure, just write it down."

Today is Wu Yuhai's banquet for the world, you really can get these five Qi training pills, Lu Shu wrote it.

Pass it to someone behind you.

Fellow Daoist Zhang Fan, send out five Qi training pills.

A cry spread throughout the ceremony.

The Wudang disciple who was chanting just now looked at the handwriting on it in disbelief, and it was indeed correct, five qi training pills.

Everyone stopped and looked at the entrance.

Who sent the five qi training pills.

So stingy.

It's not here to mess things up!
Wu Yuhai's face darkened.

A white-haired boy walked in, it was Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan said with a smile: "Brother, I'm shy in my pocket, I only have five Qi training pills in my pocket, I hope I don't think my gift is too small."

Wu Yuhai smiled: "Where is it, please come inside, Junior Brother."

Taoist Wuchang sneered: "Really Wu, this is your junior brother, why have I never heard of it? And this person's cultivation level..."

Impermanence didn't go on, and everyone present found that this person's cultivation was only at the first level of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

You, a disciple of the Foundation Establishment Stage, dare to join in the fun.

Who gave you the guts.

Wu Yuhai asked: "I don't know which elder's disciple my younger brother is."

I thought to myself: Is this an elder who is dissatisfied with me, and sent a disciple who was at the foundation establishment stage to congratulate me.

And also give five Qi training pills.

This is a blatant slap in the face.

Zhang Fan said: "Brother, you may have forgotten that you were seriously injured 60 years ago, but I carried you up to Wudang Mountain."

Wu Yuhai was taken aback.

He vaguely remembered that when he was seriously injured and fell into a coma, he begged a mortal to send him to Wudang Mountain. When he recovered from his injury, he forgot about it.

It's just because Zhang Fan doesn't have Daogen.

It is impossible to practice at all, no wonder it took 60 years of practice to build a foundation.

Wu Yuhai suddenly realized: "It turned out to be Junior Brother Zhang. He was seriously injured that day and forgot some things. Thank you Junior Brother for saving his life."

Zhang Fan said: "Senior Brother He Xi who came here today, I have kept these five Qi training pills for a long time."

How long have you kept the five Qi training pills?
Are you here to be funny!
Who here is not a master-level master? There are not ten thousand pills for practicing Qi, and there are thousands.

"Could it be that he is the most useless piece of wood that has only reached the foundation building stage after 60 years of cultivation in Wudang Mountain?"

"Haha, [-]% of this person is here to fight Qiufeng. He said in public that he saved Master Wu, isn't it just to get some cultivation resources!"

"It's too shameless."

"It took 60 years to cultivate to the foundation stage, which I think is unique in the whole world."

Here are all Taoists in the guru realm, and their eyes are full of contempt.

"Senior Brother, please, Senior Brother wants to thank you in person."

It is naturally impossible for Wu Yuhai to drive out the savior.

Zhang Fan nodded.

Randomly found a table and sat down.

A table of six Taoists, seeing Zhang Fan sitting down, immediately got up and sat down elsewhere.

Sit with a disciple who has cultivated in the foundation period.

These guru realms really have no face.

Seeing this, Wu Yuhai didn't dare to say anything.

In front of so many people, he didn't dare to drive Zhang Fan out. After all, he was doing him a favor. How would others feel if he was driven out.

It can only be said that Master Wu is narrow-minded.

In front of everyone, no one dared to argue with Zhang Fan.

These masters can't let go of their faces.

Lin Hai came over and his face sank: "Junior brother, what are you doing here?"

"Naturally, I want to congratulate my brother on being promoted to Grand Master, so I came here specially to congratulate you."

"Junior brother, you don't even look at what day it is today, you can come back another day, the worst ones who come today are master-level masters, please don't make trouble."

Zhang Fan was not happy: "Where did I make trouble? Could it be that congratulations to brother depend on the level, so I can't congratulate?"

Lin Hai was speechless for a while.

Don't know what to say.

You can congratulate, but don't congratulate in public.

Also sent five Qi training pills.

You are sweeping the face of senior brother.

"Junior brother, you should think about your past, don't mess up your sense of proportion." Lin Hai kindly reminded;

"Don't worry, I'm free."

You have a measure, if you have a measure, you should leave voluntarily and admit your mistakes, otherwise Wudang Mountain will not be able to keep you.

Seeing that Zhang Fan was unmoved, Lin Hai did not dare to drive Zhang Fan away by force.

After all so many pairs of eyes staring.

"May you be kind to yourself."

Lin Hai left, leaving Zhang Fan sitting alone at the banquet table.

Wu Yuhai held the wine glass.

He raised his glass and said: "Friends of Taoism, Pindao thank you all for coming here. Pindao has prepared a banquet to entertain you. Please have a few drinks. Thank you Pindao now. The hospitality is not good. Please forgive me."

"Reverend Wu is too modest. This is as good as the Immortal Palace Banquet. This plate of tiger meat is probably the essence of a tiger who has practiced for 100 years."

"This should be a 100-year-old fairy wine."

"From 100 years to 500 years, I'm afraid it's a wine made from a [-]-year-old Lingquan. There are extraordinary and precious herbs in it."

Wu Yuhai smiled: "The drunk Taoist said it is right. This wine is indeed brewed for 500 years, and it is refined from Tianshan snow lotus, rootless fruit, ruffles, and century-old sorghum."

(End of this chapter)