Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

The flying magic weapon is in the shape of a gourd, and the inside is hollowed out. It is covered with a layer of velvet leather and is beautifully decorated.

Obviously, the Wei family, who was responsible for refining this thing, put a lot of thought into it.

After Chen Mo entered, Nie Xin sat directly beside him after stepping in, without any shyness or squeak because of the opposite sex.

The flying magic weapon slowly rose and flew towards the central area in a short while.

At this time, a barrier appeared out of thin air, blocking the blowing wind and making the inside of the magic weapon more quiet.

"Mr. Chen, which immortal sect are you from?" Nie Xin asked curiously during the flight.

There are not many people who can taste the purple magic mushroom in one breath.

But no matter how she asked, her father said he didn't know, and even didn't let her ask the head of the family uncle.

"Didn't they tell you?" Chen Mo asked back.

"No."

Nie Xin shook her head, and the two sat side by side in the small space.

"Since I haven't told you, it means it's not appropriate to tell you. You'd better not know it."

After a series of mysterious words, the descendant of the Nie family was a little unhappy.

Mumbling, he stopped talking.

The flying magic weapon gradually slowed down. Seeing that it was about to fall back to the ground, Nie Xin mustered up the courage to ask again: "Really can't tell?"

Chen Mo smiled but didn't say anything. His eyes had moved from the other party to the destination.

At this moment, he was between artificial rocks, surrounded by lush forests and bamboos. In the center was a bamboo platform built on a white arena, about 40 to 50 meters high.

On the top of the platform, there was a cluster of red scarves, and the tassels swayed left and right in the breeze.

The arena was divided into several pieces by the bamboo forest, and then spliced ​​into stands with bamboo chairs.

It seemed messy, but it actually contained a formation.

Chen Mo landed on a stand in the northwest corner. From his position, he could clearly see every move on the stage, but the left and right, and even the opposite side, were all as mysterious as fog.

"Is this considered protecting privacy?"

Nie Xin smiled indifferently and said, "Yes, since we have invited distinguished guests to watch the ceremony, we must naturally ensure your safety."

As the two sat down, several people jumped off the flying magic weapon and walked slowly.

There were only seven benches in the northwest corner where he was, which meant that there would be seven people here, including Chen Mo.

And he noticed that the few who came were all in the Qi Refining Realm, and none of them were in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

"Miss Nie, why are you here?"

The man was wearing a green shirt and a young crown on his head. He had a fair complexion, holding a folding fan in one hand and an ancient book in the other, like a scholar.

"Hello, Mr. Sun."

Sun Yunxian stepped forward and came to Nie Xin, with an uncontrollable joy on his face.

Unexpectedly, after several months of separation, he could still see each other here!

"Miss Nie, I asked the manager of the business, and they said you have something important to do. This is..."

"It's arranged by my family." Nie Xin didn't make it clear.

"Are you going to receive this Taoist friend?" Sun Yunxian looked at Chen Mo, who looked quite old, but looked ordinary.

He was the kind of person who would not be looked at more than once in the crowd.

But he looked at him more.

"I'm Sun Yunxian, may I know what your name is?" As a disciple of Xianwu Sect, Sun Yunxian's vision is certainly not comparable to those of casual cultivators. The guest who can be received by Nie Xin in person must be of high status.

"Chen Mo."

Chen Mo stood up and bowed.

"May I ask where your master is from?"

"I'm just a casual cultivator."

Sun Yunxian was stunned, but soon realized that the other party just didn't want to say it.

"If you don't mind, Taoist friend Chen, you can come to Xianwu Sect for a gathering in the future. I will definitely treat you well!" After that, he didn't bother too much and sat back in his seat.

The other party's reaction was a little unexpected by Chen Mo.

Originally, when he recognized Nie Xin, he thought that a bloody drama of "Why", "Who is he", "You don't deserve it" would be staged.

Unexpectedly, the other party behaved very well and spoke generously.

He didn't even say a word of entanglement.

Even Nie Xin, who was standing aside, just smiled in response.

Chen Mo secretly remembered this name, and maybe he would have a chance to meet him in the future.

Soon, the other five disciples at the peak of Qi Refining also arrived, including him, a total of four men and three women. These people were accompanied by the descendants of the three major families, and even these descendants were also outstanding.

If they were placed in Ziyun Peak, they would at least be disciples of Li Shangxian's level.

In this way, he, a middle-aged cultivator in his forties, was indeed a bit out of place.

But then again, if we really talk about life span, I'm afraid none of these people can live longer than him!

There were greetings and small talk in groups of three or two, and a group of outstanding young cultivators drank tea and wine, and the atmosphere was quite relaxed.

"I wonder who will take first place this year."

"I think the youngest son of the Wei family master, Wei Feng, has a good chance. He has reached the peak of Qi Refining at the age of 18. It is said that he has been practicing in Mo Ke Ju, one of the ten major sects, for the past three years. His puppetry skills should not be underestimated!"

Seeing everyone chatting, Chen Mo also focused his attention.

I only heard Sun Yunxian say: "The Wei family has invested a lot! The youngest son was sent to Mo Ke Ju, and the third daughter was sent to Nian Yu Sect. It seems that they have also given up the competition of the foundation-building realm and concentrated on winning the first place in the Qi Refining realm."

"The third daughter? Brother Sun, are you talking about Wei Ruolan? The one with outstanding looks and extraordinary talents of the Wei family?" The person who spoke, when mentioning this name, would occasionally glance at Nie Xin beside him.

Sun Yunxian nodded: "Yes, but it is said that she is still a virgin after three years of practice. The Wei family also wants to use the hands of the Nianyu Sect to give birth to a descendant with a strong bloodline!"

"I heard that she has been engaged to your Xianwu Sect. Is that true?"

"Fellow Taoists, please don't ask too much about this matter." Sun Yunxian put the matter aside and didn't mention it again.

After all, it was related to the Immortal Sect's Jindan Taishang, and it was not something he could talk about casually.

The person who asked the question leaned back on the bamboo chair, sighed, and continued: "How easy is it! The bloodline of the Jindan realm, how can you get pregnant just by saying it?"

At this time, Chen Mo noticed that Nie Xin beside him was a little strange.

But since it was none of his business, he naturally wouldn't ask too much.

He would not get involved in the affairs of the three major families if he could. What he had to do now was to look forward to the end of the competition and go back home to farm.

As time went by, all the distinguished guests from the immortal gates around Beiyue City arrived.

Nie Xin also whispered softly in Chen Mo's ear: "It's about to start."

Several Qi Refining Realm disciples in the northwest corner sat upright, and their expressions changed from joking to serious.

Finally, after dozens of breaths, three figures came together!

One was in white clothes with long hair, one was a scholar in a green shirt, and the other was in red clothes with a faint, evil smile on his face.