Chen Yulou prepared a large scale celebration party in the afternoon.
There were nearly a hundred tables in the middle of the drill ground.
On the high platform in front of the drill ground, there was a main table for Wei Chuan and the others.
The sky had just darkened when the group of hundreds of people who came out of the Bottle Mountain sat down, drinking and eating happily. It was so lively.
There were seven people sitting at the main table.
They were Chen Yulou, the chief of Mount Xieling, Zhe Gushao, the chief of Mountain-Moving, and his junior brother and sister, the old foreigner Hua Ling, as well as Wei Chuan and Blackie, who were known as gold-looting officers. Finally, there was the warlord, Old Crooked Luo.
Chen Yulou first toasted everyone, then said loudly,"
"I didn't expect that after the four sects of Hair Hill, Touching Gold, Moving Mountain, and Removing Ridge suffered the change of the Ming Dynasty, there would actually be three sects gathered here today and drinking at the same table. It's really fate."
Hearing Chen Yulou's words, everyone nodded.
Indeed, other than Xie Ling, the other three sects were almost extinct.
Excluding the reclusive Zaglama clansmen, there were only three people left in this generation who had learned the art of moving mountains.
Hair Hill had disappeared since the end of the Ming Dynasty. Even the inheritance and Hair Hill Seal had not been passed down.
He had only heard that there were three gold touching talismans scattered among the people, and there were even some inheritances.
Now, in the Tan family, not only did they move mountains and move ridges, but even the orthodox golden talisman had appeared.
Hair Hill had been destroyed, so it was not too much to say that the six people sitting at this table represented the world.
Although there were people in Jianghu everywhere, there were no famous people and forces in the industry that could compare to the four sects of Hair Hill, Touching Gold, Moving Mountain, and Removing Ridge.
Zhe Gushao nodded and smiled." We are indeed fated. The three of us have been traveling outside, eating and sleeping in the open. It has been a long time since we have seen anyone. He didn't expect that he would meet the successors of the two sects.”
"According to Elder Chen, the last time the three sects gathered was forty years ago.”
Although Zhe Gushao was old-fashioned, he was also very emotional. Earlier, when she heard Wei Chuan say that he and Moving Mountain were old friends, she felt closer to Wei Chuan.
Now that he heard that Xie Ling had dealings with the ancestor who moved the mountain, he felt more affection for Xie Ling.
Only Wei Chuan and Blackie were drinking and eating without saying anything.
Both of them knew in their hearts that they had nothing to do with touching gold. They only had a gold-touching talisman in their hands. Usually, he was treated as a gold-looting officer, so it was quite convenient for him to do things.
In terms of ability, Wei Chuan had even learned the secret technique of moving mountains, the Legendary Kick. He also knew Mountain Debate and even knew a little of the Heavenly Stars Art and Mountain Debate.
He had even learned the Mountain Viewing Guardian's Paper Figurine Technique. If the Mountain Viewing Gold Medal had not been recycled into luck value, he could still say that he was the Mountain Viewing Guardian.
When he walked outside, he said that he belonged to whichever faction. There was nothing wrong with that.
However, the scene in front of him made him feel a little emotional.
If he hadn't appeared, then Moving Mountain and Xie Ling would have disappeared like Hair Hill. Only in the later generations did the gold-looting lieutenant rise to prominence.
After three rounds of wine, everyone also started to talk, one after another talking about their experiences in the past few years and the strange things they encountered. The mountain strongmen and warlord soldiers also gradually came over, listening with great interest.
It was not until 11 o'clock that the celebration banquet finally ended. On the drill ground, there were still countless strongmen and warlords lying on the ground. A strong smell of alcohol permeated the air.
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The next day.
Wei Chuan got up from the bed and exhaled heavily.
He had been hurrying down the tomb for the past few days, and it had been a long time since he had such a comfortable sleep.
After putting on his clothes, Wei Chuan walked out of the door.
Pa da…
As soon as he opened the door, a figure knocked on Wei Chuan's leg.
"Flower spirit? Why are you sitting at the door?"
Seeing that it was the flower spirit, Zhe Gushao, and the old foreigner were also at the side. They were also holding two bamboo baskets that emitted the fragrance of medicine. Wei Chuan smiled knowingly and understood the purpose of the three people's visit.
At this moment, the flower spirit also hurriedly stood up and said with some embarrassment,
"Did I hurt you? Last night, you said that you would come to find you after cleaning up the medicinal herbs. My senior brothers and I have already done it. I even brought you some food."
"It's fine. Come in."
Wei Chuan waved his hand, took the food box from Hua Ling, and welcomed the three into the house.
After Wei Chuan finished eating, Zhe Gushao hesitated for a moment before asking,"
"Brother Wei, pill refinement is a complicated and important matter. Do I need to wait for Brother Wei to recuperate for a few days?”
"Don't worry. I'm confident in refining ordinary Body-strengthening Pills and Vitality Pills.”
"Good!" Hearing Wei Chuan's words, Zhe Gushao heaved a sigh of relief.
It was no wonder that he was nervous. After all, although alchemy had been recorded for thousands of years, not many people in the present world had seen real pills.
On the other hand, Zhe Gushao was covered in hidden injuries. If he waited until his essence energy was exhausted and his blood essence was exhausted, the Ghost Cave Curse would erupt.
When the blood in his body turned from red to dark gold and then to gold, it would be difficult for the gods to save him.
"Brother Wei, when do you think we should start refining pills?”
"Let's do it today. I won't open the door. Don't let anyone disturb me.”The smile on Wei Chuan's face disappeared and he said with a serious tone.
"Alright, I'll personally guard the door!”
Soon, Zhe Gushao brought the flower spirit and the old foreigner out. He left behind two baskets of hundred-year-old spiritual medicine.
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