"Old Valley Master, Old Valley Master!"
Someone ran up to the Valley of the Medicine Masters 'Pingyun Peak with an excited and flustered expression.
The Pingyun Peak was the highest peak in the Valley of the Medicine Masters. The entire peak had been flattened and paved with bluestone slabs to form a huge square, and there were countless alchemy rooms around it.
At this moment, the square was filled with banquets.
Regardless of whether others came or not, the old master's birthday banquet had to go on.
Yan Lou's face darkened when he heard the man's shout. When the man approached him, he widened his eyes and kicked his calf."I'm not dead yet. Why are you shouting here?”
The surrounding disciples of Medicine King's Valley couldn't help but laugh.
The disciple wanted to cry but had no tears. However, he quickly said,"Old Valley Master, those…those sects have come in!”
"Hmm?"
The elders of the Valley of the Medicine Masters and Yan Beige all stood up and looked at this disciple with furrowed brows.
"What happened?" Yan Lou asked with a frown. These people want to be serious?"
Just as the disciple was about to answer, a long whistle came from the mountain path.
"Cold Mountain Monastery's Jue Yuan has led a group of disciples to congratulate the old Valley Master on his birthday.”
"May the old Valley Master be blessed like the East Sea and live as long as the South Mountain!”
Accompanied by the oscillation of true energy, the voice suddenly spread. Not only could it be heard by the Valley of the Medicine Masters, but even the town of the Medicine Masters outside the Valley of the Medicine Masters could hear it clearly.
Countless people stood up and looked in the direction of the Valley of the Medicine Masters in confusion.
What was going on?
Did those large sects break in or something?
At this moment, a few carriages slowly drove into Medicine King Town.
Chu Mu opened the curtains and looked in the direction of Medicine King's Valley, his face carrying a strange expression.
……
"Haha, Old Valley Master, I'm late. I hope you don't blame me!”
The figure of the Tiger Subduing Monk followed closely behind his laughter. The old monk's face was full of smiles, and there was a faint apology on his face as he walked to Yan Lou.
Yan Lou was dumbfounded.
Yan Beige and the other elders behind him also felt as if their worldview had been refreshed.
They looked at the old monk in front of them strangely. Didn't you come here for a few days? You even blocked the entrance of the valley for a few days.
Why was he acting like nothing had happened?
Tsk!
This monk was really thick-skinned!
Yan Lou and the others could not help but curse in their hearts.
However, Tiger Subdue didn't seem to notice it at all. He turned around with a smile and waved his hand behind him.
The monk carrying two loads of vegetables quickly walked forward.
The old monk held the prayer beads and put his hands together to recite Amitabha. Then, he sighed and said,"A mountain monk really doesn't have anything good to offer.”
"I've brought some vegetables that the monks of Cold Mountain Monastery planted.”
"May the old Valley Master live forever and be young forever.”
Yan Lou silently looked at the two baskets of vegetables that were still wet.
He felt that this old monk was indeed something!
Was this humiliating him?
No!
This was humiliating his intelligence!
The things you brought from Cold Mountain Temple are still so fresh and fresh?
The disciples of the Valley of the Medicine Masters at the surrounding tables looked at the two baskets of vegetables and muttered to themselves,"Aren't these the two frames of Old Liu's farmer's house at the foot of the mountain?”
"Hmm? How did you recognize him?"
Someone glanced at the few important figures not far away and asked in a low voice.
The disciple said," Last time I went out to buy supplies, I was in charge of the vegetables of Old Liu's farm. Do you see the damaged frame on the right?"”
"When I was carrying it across the single-plank bridge, my foot slipped and I stepped on a hole.”
"Ah?"
“……”
Everyone was a great grandmaster in the Qi Nucleation realm, so they knew everything within a few hundred meters like the back of their hands.
Yan Lou looked at Tiger Subdue Monk and smiled brightly.
The old monk also had a smile on his face, a slightly stiff smile.
Lying wasn't scary!
However, it would be a little awkward if he was exposed by the other party!
But that was for others. Who was the head monk of Cold Mountain Monastery?
He was an accomplished monk who had long abandoned his emotions and desires, so his smile quickly returned to normal.
As long as I'm thick-skinned enough, you can't do anything to me!
Humph!
Yan Lou snorted and could only accept it.
"I'm very happy that you're here, Great Monk!"
Puchi!
Some of the Medicine King's Valley disciples couldn't help but laugh.
Your face is almost completely black, yet you're still very happy?
Yan Lou turned a deaf ear to this. He only glanced at the disciple indifferently and said,"However…it's a pity that I forgot to prepare a seat for the grand monk.”
Fu Hu looked around and found that almost all the seats were filled with disciples of the Valley of the Medicine Masters.
However, it was not true that all the tables were full. There were still more than ten tables that were empty.
Before he could speak, Yan Lou said,""These positions are already taken.”
Fu Hu looked at Yan Lou with a calm expression and said slowly,"Valley Master, do we really have to be so ruthless?”
Yan Lou was so angry that he laughed coldly and said to Tiger Subdue Monk,""Why didn't you say this when you were blocking the entrance of Medicine King's Valley?”
"Do you guys really think my Valley of the Medicine Masters is shameless?”
The atmosphere turned cold.
The elders of the Valley of the Medicine Masters felt a headache coming on. The Cold Mountain Temple had already given in, so why didn't they just give them a way out?
Must this joyous day be made so stiff?
People get more and more slick as they get older. Not only did you not become slick, but you were like a cannon.
An elder looked at Yan Beige with a headache and said,""I'm afraid your father won't be able to change his personality in this lifetime.”
Yan Beige only smiled.
Another elder glared at him and said,""Don't laugh here. If we really offend these big sects, although they can't do anything, it's not a good thing for Medicine King's Valley.”
"Don't forget, you're now the Valley Lord of Medicine King's Valley, you'll have to deal with any trouble!”
"He's a hands-off manager now!"
Yan Beige's face stiffened.
At this moment, a few more long howls came from the mountain path.
"The Silver Moon Sect's Wu Xiyue has led a group of disciples to pay a visit.”
"Situ An of the Heavenly King Mountain…"
" Southern Sky Sword Sect…"
For a time, the various large sects entered the valley and began to pay their respects.
Yan Lou cupped his hands and walked towards those people with a smile.""Hahaha, this Yan thanks everyone for your kindness. Please…Silver Moon Sect and Heart Examining Valley, please take your seats!”
The people from Silver Moon Sect and Wen Xin Valley smiled and greeted Yan Lou. After that, they glanced at Fu Hu who had entered in front of them but was still standing and quickly sat down.
On this day, it would be awkward for anyone to stand up.
However, Wu Xiyue, Daoist Qing Feng, and the others also had some doubts.
This stubborn old cow was getting more and more stubborn as he got older.
In the past, although his temper was not very good, he would not really embarrass these people.
But today, it seemed that this old fellow was determined.
If he really offended these guys, it would not be a good thing!
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