Chapter 238 The True Meaning of the Dinner

Wu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, then I will accept this poisonous spiritual material. Wait a minute, I will find a bag to take these spiritual materials out. Your storage bag is a treasure, the storage space is so large, your elders gave it to you, right?"

Zhu Junyu chuckled and said, "Fool, this is the Qiankun bag that the master gave to others, of course the storage space is large. Forget it, I will lend it to you for the time being. With so many spiritual materials, where can you find so many storage bags to put them?"

Zhu Junyu's words are not bad. If you use ordinary high-level storage bags to put them, I am afraid that at least hundreds of storage bags will be needed to put them. It is naturally very inconvenient to carry so many storage bags on your body.

Wu Yan smiled and shook his head and said, "This is a treasure given to you by your master, how can you lend it to others at will? Don't worry, I have my own way to put these spiritual materials."

Zhu Junyu showed disbelief on his face. Qiankun bags like this are not something that ordinary cultivators can own, and there is no place to buy them if they want to. This can only be made by a cultivator at the Spiritualization Stage, and it takes a lot of mana to refine it. It will not be shown to others easily, let alone given to others.

Wu Yan smiled, took out the Green Ox Bag from his arms, silently recited the spell, and injected mana into it. A green light spurted out of the Green Ox Bag, covering the mouth of Zhu Junyu's Qiankun Bag. Immediately, the poisonous spiritual materials stored in the Qiankun Bag continued to gush out from the green light and were collected in the Green Ox Bag.

"So you also have a Qiankun Bag. However, your Qiankun Bag is really ugly, hehe, others are better looking." Zhu Junyu saw Wu Yan using the Green Ox Bag on the side, and said with a hint of joy on his face.

After packing the spiritual materials, Wu Yan returned the pink Qiankun bag to Zhu Junyu and said, "Fairy Yu, thank you very much. With so many poisonous spiritual materials, I believe my treasure will be much more powerful. Time is running out, I want to refine the magic weapon quickly, otherwise..."

"You refine it, I'm watching next to you, I won't disturb you." Zhu Junyu said with a smile.

"But the magic weapon I want to condense is extremely poisonous, I'm afraid it will hurt you, you should go back first." Wu Yan smiled bitterly, this girl, who looks very smart, why is her brain stupid at the critical moment.

"Well, you refine it slowly, I'll go first. By the way, are you going to the banquet tonight?" Zhu Junyu's eyes were full of reluctance, and then he thought of something and asked.

"Of course I have to go, it is also necessary to get familiar with the demon soldiers participating in the battle before the battle." Wu Yan nodded.

"Well, I'm leaving then." Zhu Junyu reluctantly walked out of the hall. Wu Yan took the ghost mask and put it on. Seeing Zhu Junyu open the door and turn her head to look at him, he waved to her.

The main hall door was closed again. Wu Yan got up and walked to the inner hall. He sealed the door with a magic circle. Then he sat cross-legged on the bed, took out the Ten Thousand Poison Gourd, took out some poisons from the Qingniu bag, and then cast a spell on the Ten Thousand Poison Gourd. He opened his mouth and sprayed out a black gas, and condensed it.

Time passed quietly without knowing it. Half a day later, seeing the afterglow of the sunset outside the window sprinkled in front of the window, Wu Yan stopped condensing.

This time, the poisonous spiritual materials were sufficient. In just half a day, Wu Yan had refined more than 200 different toxins. At this rate, in the remaining nine days, Wu Yan could condense at least more than 30,000 toxins and refine this gourd magic weapon into a veritable Ten Thousand Poison Gourd.

Wu Yan stood up with satisfaction, walked out of the inner hall, and went to the outer room. He heard footsteps coming from the courtyard outside the hall, and then the door was knocked. Yan Yu's voice came in tenderly, saying, "Senior, the young master sent someone to invite you, saying that he was going to the front yard for a banquet."

"I know, I'll be there soon." Wu Yan carefully arranged himself and walked out.

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In a large square in the front yard of Zhu's mansion, the lights were bright at this moment, and the sounds of stringed instruments, singing and dancing were lingering. Talking, laughing, and noise could be heard everywhere.

When Wu Yan arrived at the square in the courtyard under the guidance of Zhu Liuqian, he was really shocked by the lively scene in front of him.

There were more than a thousand people on the square of the entire courtyard. On the four temporary high platforms, there were people performing acrobatics in strange costumes, and singing girls wearing thin gauze, revealing their graceful bodies, dancing to the music. It was so lively. Every stage was surrounded by people watching the excitement.

The dinner had obviously not started yet. The banquets around the courtyard were filled with delicacies from land and sea, fine wine and delicious food, but no one was seated yet. The servants who served the wine stood aside and looked at the stage, obviously attracted by the excitement on the stage.

In the main hall, there was only a huge round table, which was also filled with delicacies from land and sea, fine wine and beautiful liquid. Hu Ruyan, Yuan Honglie, Zhu Jiufu and other masters in the Jindan stage, some sat at the tea table next to the main hall and chatted, and some stood under the eaves and looked at the excitement in the courtyard.

When Wu Yan arrived outside the hall, Zhu Junhao had already come up to him and said with a smile: "Daoyou Yuling, come and sit in the hall."

Wu Yan followed Zhu Junhao into the hall. A smart maid had already served them tea. Wu Yan frowned and asked in a low voice with some surprise: "Mr. Zhu, didn't you say it was just a dinner party? Why did you put out this stuff from the secular world?"

Zhu Junhao smiled proudly and then said: "Daoyou Yuling, I took great pains to come up with this. Could it be that Daoyou Yuling really can't see why?"

Wu Yan was stunned, pondered for a moment, and suddenly his face changed and said: "Could it be because of that Zhihu Yang?"

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Yu Ling is indeed meticulous. Yes, it is because of this person. Zhu is worried that this person will sneak into our team before the battle assessment, so he has to resort to this bad plan and invite the selected 300 demon soldiers to our mansion in advance. These people are usually strictly controlled and rarely have the opportunity to indulge their nature, so they can relax a little in this occasion, which is also convenient for the five of us to remember their characteristics. If Zhi Huyang really wants to sneak in, he will reveal his flaws at that time. Humph, Zhu really hopes that he can sneak in, so that he can take the opportunity to catch him and cut off Bai Peng's biggest arm." Zhu Junhao sneered complacently.

Although this move was beyond Wu Yan's expectations, Wu Yan felt at this moment that Zhu Junhao was indeed very wise and could foresee such a thorough plan. It seems that he may have made up his mind about this battle assessment.

Wu Yan couldn't help but turn his eyes to the courtyard outside. He saw that the crowd watching the excitement under the four high platforms included servants from the Zhu Mansion and demon soldiers from the demon mansion. The male servants of the Zhu Mansion all wore green hats and short shirts and long skirts, while the demon soldiers who came to the banquet all wore the same black standard demon soldier uniforms as required, which were very clear and easy to identify.

At this moment, all these people let go of their temperaments, shouting and clamoring loudly. It must be said that humans are a very strange race, even immortal cultivators are no exception. When they usually treat people, they always hide their personalities tightly, and rarely show them even in front of most people. Once everyone indulges their temperaments and the atmosphere becomes lively, the veil covering their true nature will be lifted up involuntarily, revealing the indulgence of following the crowd.

The courtyard square was also protected by forbidden magic outside, but there was no spiritual control inside. Wu Yan quietly released his spiritual sense, covering the entire courtyard, and in a moment he remembered the appearance of all the demon soldiers and their current temperaments.

When the realm of the immortal cultivator reaches the stage of Jindan, the sea of ​​consciousness has long been opened up to a level beyond that of normal people, and the memory has also reached an astonishing level, especially for those who use spiritual sense to identify and remember. As long as they deliberately remember, it is not an exaggeration to say that they can remember everything they see.

"Yu Ling Daoyou, it's best to keep your spiritual sense open tonight and pay attention to these three hundred demon soldiers. The others will do the same." Zhu Junhao whispered beside Wu Yan, and pointed at Hu Ruyan, Yuan Honglie and Zhu Jiufu.

Wu Yan nodded and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhu, I know what to do."

As the atmosphere in the courtyard became more and more heated, the demon soldiers screamed more and more, as if venting some negative emotions that had been suppressed in their hearts for a long time.

As the sky darkened and the stars rose, the performers on the high platform dispersed one after another, and everyone walked back to their seats with a sense of satisfaction.

At this time, the steward of the Zhu Mansion came out of the courtyard and said loudly: "Master Duwei of the Duwei Mansion, Master Deputy Duwei, the third lady is here!"

As the steward finished speaking, everyone stood up and looked towards the courtyard door. Several figures walked in slowly.

The leader was a handsome young man with a short beard. This young man had some similarities with Zhu Junhao between his eyebrows, but he was more mature and stable than Zhu Junhao. He wore a purple robe and a jade belt around his waist. He walked and scanned the crowd in the courtyard with his eyes. Whenever he was swept by his eyes, most people couldn't help but lower their heads.

Next to this young man was Zhu Junyu, who was dressed in a white dress and looked like a fairy. When Wu Yan looked over, he only paused for a moment on the two of them, and was startled by the peculiar temperament of the person behind them.

Judging from her clothes and figure, this person was undoubtedly a woman, but from her overall stature and appearance, she was clearly a handsome man. She was wearing a light purple outfit, which set off her soft and upright figure to the fullest. At first glance, Wu Yan was swept by her special purple eyes, and a trace of inexplicable coldness rose in his heart.

This woman was much taller than most men, and her temperament was even more cold and noble like a gorgeous peacock, which made many men in the courtyard involuntarily feel inferior.

She seemed to follow Zhu Junjie and Zhu Junyu carelessly, but her pace was strangely consistent with the two. Wu Yan secretly felt that this woman seemed to have been observing him coldly in the dark when she entered the courtyard. At this moment, when Wu Yan looked over, the two of them looked at each other. Although Wu Yan was wearing a ghost mask and his expression could not be seen, there was a hint of astonishment in his eyes, which made the woman raise her sword-like eyebrows slanting into her temples, and then she faintly revealed a hint of disdainful sneer.