Transmigration snake female cultivator

Chapter 201 Arriving at Wu's House
Three days later, the Zifeng Ridge was full of blooming flowers, beautiful and beautiful, and a peaceful scene. In the blue sky, from time to time, one after another of different colors flew by and landed on the attic. All over the mountains.

Yang Qingyan on the other side was watching with a red invitation card in his hand at this time. This red invitation card was obtained by Wu Zisheng for Yang Qingyan, and his identity was his friend.

Looking at the big bronzing characters on the red invitation card, Yang Qingyan smiled slightly, and drove the Lan Lingzhou to fly straight towards Zifeng Ridge.

The blue light was shining, because it was not far from Zifeng Ridge, so Yang Qingyan came to Zifeng Ridge in just half a day.

Landing on the ridge, putting the blue spirit boat in the Sumeru ring, looking at the tall gate in front of him, Yang Qingyan walked slowly towards it.

Our building is tall, covered with red paint and gold decorations, giving it a sense of luxury.

And at the bottom of the gate tower stood eight young monks in red robes. Their cultivation base was about the sixth level of Qi Refining, and they should be the guards of the gate.

In addition to them, there are some other monks in various clothes who go in from time to time.From the looks of it, it should be some small nearby sects.

This Wu family is really a giant in the Zifengling area. Seeing so many monks come to celebrate the birthday of the ancestor of the Wu family, Yang Qingyan couldn't help being secretly surprised. Walking to the bottom of the gate, the eight young monks in red robes faced Yang Qingyan. He cupped his hands and said, "This fellow Taoist, do you have an invitation?"

Yang Qingyan smiled slightly, and took out the invitation card that Wu Zisheng had given her and handed it to a young man on the far left.

When the young man saw the invitation, his complexion changed slightly, and then he said flatteringly: "Young fellow Taoist is a distinguished guest of Master Zisheng, please come inside."

Seeing their performance, Yang Qingyan was not surprised at all.After all, he knew before that Wu Zisheng's status in the Wu family was unusual, but this extraordinary status was obtained through the Derivative Pill, which really made Yang Qingyan sigh.

Passing through the tall gatehouse, which is full of palaces and pavilions, seeing this, Yang Qingyan couldn't help complaining secretly, this appearance is probably no different from the imperial palace in the previous life.

In front of Yang Qingyan, there was a white jade avenue. Apart from the disciples of the Wu family standing on both sides of the avenue, there were groups of people who came to celebrate birthdays.

Yang Qingyan walked in following the big wave of people, and suddenly felt a vague gaze staring at herself.

Relying on the snake's keen intuition, Yang Qingyan quickly found the person staring at her, but when she saw that person, she couldn't help but look slightly stunned, only to see that the person staring at her was actually the person who stared at her in the Baibao Pavilion before. The stupid boy who arrived.

At this time, the young man was wearing royal blue clothes, on which some complex and beautiful patterns were woven with gold and silver threads. The young man's face was still so elegant and handsome, and his black hair was tied up with a blue ribbon. Compared with the jade crown when we first met, it is much simpler.

Seeing him coming, Yang Qingyan turned her gaze to his side, and as expected, the old man who had been following him was still by his side.

As soon as the beautiful eyes turned, they met the eyes of this young man. His eyes were black and white, as clean and pure as glass crystals, but there was an inexplicable emotion and power flowing in them. I wanted to observe carefully. But the old man next to him suddenly turned his head and looked over.Adhering to the situation of not causing trouble, Yang Qingyan could only give up.

Just when the old man's eyes swept over, the young man returned to his stupid appearance.

Yang Qingyan, who was walking in front, sensed that there was no longer any line of sight behind him, she couldn't help smiling, and secretly thought that this young man was not simple, but why did he pay so much attention to himself?
After thinking about it for a while, he didn't think of a reason, so he continued to walk inside.

This walk took another cup of tea time, passing dozens of houses in the middle, before arriving at the center of the Wu family, where the Wu family mansion is located.

When he came here, Yang Qingyan took a closer look and saw several monks standing at the door of the Wu family's mansion, and among them the lowest cultivation level was the tenth level of Qi Refining.As for the first person to be the head of the Wu family.

Yang Qingyan could know that he was the Patriarch of the Wu family, or rely on the information Wu Zisheng provided him in the past few days.

With a glance, she knew the origins of these people. The middle-aged man in the middle is the head of the Wu family, and the one on his left who is slightly older than him is his elder brother Wu Long, who is also the head of the Wu family. The master of the collateral veins is at the tenth level of Qi refining, and there are two other men beside Wu Long, one is a bit thin and tall, about 30 years old, and the other is the opposite, a bit short and fat, These two cultivation bases are also the tenth level of Qi Refining, and they are the masters of the other branches.

In all cultivating families, the descendants are extremely prosperous, so they are generally disciples with several lines, among which the strongest line is selected as the main line, and the others are side lines.

Looking at the one on the left, Yang Qingyan looked to the right again, it was okay not to look at it, but Yang Qingyan couldn't help being startled when she saw it, she saw an old man in white with white beard and hair on the right, although this old man had white beard and hair , but its complexion is rosy and smooth, just like a baby.

What's more important is that this indifferent old man gave Yang Qingyan the feeling that he was definitely a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

I'm afraid this is another foundation-building elder of the Wu family, right?But I didn't expect that he would appear here as a foundation-building existence. It seems that the Wu family values ​​​​their ancestors very much!
Secretly activating the Art of Creation, suppressing her aura to the minimum, Yang Qingyan raised her feet and entered the hall with the flow of people.

The hall has a huge space, the surrounding walls are hung with red silk made of spirit silk, and there are dozens of wooden tables and chairs made of spirit wood, and some spirit fruits and spirit wine are placed on the wooden tables. such treasures.At this time, a group of immortal cultivators were already sitting on some wooden chairs.

Looking around again, there is a large white jade seat at the entrance, which should be the seat of the ancestor of the Wu family.

Next to the white jade seat are two other wooden chairs, besides these three chairs, there are also several wooden chairs made of purple wood on the left and right sides, which should be used to entertain distinguished guests.

Just for a moment, Yang Qingyan looked at the situation in the hall, smiled slightly, and found an unoccupied wooden table near the corner and sat down.

Sitting on the wooden chair with nothing to do, Yang Qingyan began to close her eyes and practice Fortune Art to pass the time.

Just like that, after two hours, all the guests finally arrived, and there were several other monks sitting on Yang Qingyan's table. Judging by their clothes, they might belong to a certain small sect.

(End of this chapter)