Small Village Doctor Cultivation

Chapter 966

If under the cover of the Heavenly Tribulation, there are masters of the Golden Core Stage, they will bring down the Yuanying Jie. undoubtedly.

Ning Caichen asked the tits to protect every monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and even the initial combat strength of the Golden Core Stage was protected by the tits.

"The Ning Family, Patriarch Ning Caichen is here!"

"The old man of the Mo family is here, and the head of the Mo family is here!"

Entering Fengyue Mountain Villa, someone will report loudly immediately!
Soon there were two children of the Yue family who were flying with swords, leading Ning Caichen and the others in.

Came to a square, set up a fire, it seems that tonight's banquet is a barbecue.

There are luxurious and beautiful tents all around, and every sect is in a tent.

All the heads of the Taoist sect were present, even the head of the Yue family was in the square.

The seat of the Ning family is on the left of the Yue family, and the seat of the Mo family is on the right, implying that the Ning family is the second family in Nanzhou Province, and the Mo family is the third family.

Ning Caichen took a look at Head Liu, who deliberately took advantage of it as if he didn't know Ning Caichen.

Ning Caichen sighed in his heart, the head of the Liu family just doesn't have the courage, and he doesn't need to support the three peaks in the future.

Ning Caichen didn't know if he would be able to get out alive tonight. The Yue family was fully prepared, and once a war started, it would definitely be an extremely terrifying method.

All the sect masters looked at Ning Caichen with pity, as if they were looking at a dead person.

"Thank you for your kindness. The heads of the Taoist sects and families in Nanzhou Province are all here. Tonight we will be roasting venison. These sika deer are purchased from the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea at the peak cultivation level of the Golden Core Stage." Yue Yue Ba Tian smiled all over his face, but looked at Ning Caichen with cold and stern eyes, with obscure and fierce lights flickering.

The children of the Yue family carried iron cages containing sika deer. There were eight deer in total, and they were all at the peak of the Golden Core stage.

"Amitabha, good and good!" An old monk wearing a red cassock slowly walked into the square.

"Yue Badi."

Everyone screamed!

"Yue Badi is Yue Batian's younger brother. 30 years ago, Yue Badi and Yue Batian competed for the position of Patriarch. In the end, Yue Badi lost. In a fit of anger, he became a monk and became a monk. Unexpectedly, he came back." The elf immediately explained to Ning Caichen.

"These are a few fawns I brought back from the Buddhist gate in the South China Sea. Let everyone taste them. Don't be polite tonight, everyone, drink a few more glasses, as a cleansing for the old man." Yue Badi smiled.

The faces of each of them changed drastically, and more than 50 monks followed behind Yue Badi, each of them blooming with the aura of the peak cultivation level of the golden core period.

The complexion of every head of the Taoist sect changed drastically, they did not expect Yue Badi to return with such a master.

Yue Batian was smiling all over his face, but his body was full of murderous intent, looking at Ning Caichen as if he was looking at someone dead.

Thirty years have passed, and Yue Badi has reached the peak cultivation level of the Golden Core Stage, which is comparable to that of the old man of the Yue family. He also brought back more than 30 eminent monks. Everyone knows that he is here for Ning Caichen.

They all broke out in a cold sweat because of Ning Caichen, with so many masters, Ning Caichen is destined to be very miserable if he provokes the Yue family.

But looking at Ning Caichen one by one, Ning Caichen was still very calm and unhurried, talking and laughing happily, teasing Mo Elf beside him.

Mo Lingling's pretty face changed color, and the children of the Mo family were trembling, but Ning Caichen and the others were chatting happily, as if they couldn't see the existence of more than 50 eminent monks.

(End of this chapter)