Chapter 87

The Spring Flower Banquet arrived as scheduled, and Ji Tang was temporarily transferred by the sect to welcome various real people. She flew to the entrance of the inner gate on her sword, then dismounted and walked to the outside of the sect.

This time, many people came from various sects and schools. The disciples of Suxuan Sect stood in two rows outside the sect to welcome them. Standing on the left and right of the front were Lang Yu and Tan Wen.

Tan Wen was the first to see Jitang and waved to him.

As she walked over, the disciples who were talking in low voices on both sides looked at her.

"That is the young disciple that the Immortal Venerable left behind in Qianliyanbo."

"Is she very talented?"

"I haven't heard of this..."

"That means she practices very hard. Look at the dark circles under her eyes. She must have practiced very hard every day."

Jitang came up to the two of them.

Tan Wen laughed so hard that his mouth couldn't stop. "It's not just the dark circles under your eyes, it's your entire face!"

Jitang smiled and kicked him on the calf.

Tan Wen stood on one leg, "Hiss... You're so brave! You even dared to hurt your senior brother!"

Lang Yu smiled and said, "Stop messing around, it's almost time to gather."

He looked at Jitang, "Did your outing with the Immortal Venerable go smoothly this time?"

Jitang stood next to Tan Wen and answered casually, "It went smoothly."

She is a disciple sent by Qianli Yanbo. If she is ranked according to the strength of each spiritual peak, she should stand first in the team on the left, even ahead of Lang Yu.

But she was just a newcomer to the sect and had never participated in the sect disciple ranking competition held every ten years. It was obviously inappropriate for her to stand in the first place, but if she stood behind, no disciple would dare to let Qianli Yanbo stand behind them. After thinking it over, she decided to stand in the third position on the left.

Lang Yu didn't ask any more questions. The fact that the Immortal Venerable was collecting Nightmare Venerable's magic weapons could only be discussed in private, as he knew the difference between occasions.

As soon as the gathering time arrived, Sun Qichou showed up on time.

All the disciples had already stood in line. He walked forward from the sect gate and glanced at Ji Tang when he reached her. Ji Tang smiled back and the old man immediately rolled his eyes.

Tan Wen whispered: "I heard that you offended your senior."

Jitang: "I offended the senior's pig."

Sun Qichou coughed as if to clear his throat, turned around and said, "In half an hour, the masters from the palaces of various sects will arrive. You should maintain a correct attitude. Do not look down on cultivators with lower cultivation than yourself, and do not flatter the powerful ones with higher cultivation. Welcome them with all your heart and use all the strength of the sect to make this Spring Flower Banquet a success."

All the disciples bowed in response.

Half an hour passed quickly, and the first group of monks coming to the Spring Flower Banquet arrived.

Like everyone else, Jitang looked up at the black spot that appeared in the sky. When it got closer, he could see that it was a giant ship flying in the air.

Sun Qichou looked at the pattern that occupied one side of the boat and said, "These are the True Men of the Jade Embroidery Sect."

Tan Wen said enthusiastically: "I'll do it!"

Jitang saw him run out of the team first, and with a glance, he saw disappointment on the faces of many disciples.

Sun Qichou did not set a fixed order for welcoming guests. Any disciple who was free could come forward to welcome the guests into the sect.

Jitang asked Lang Yu, "What's the origin of that?"

Lang Yu: "This is a newly established sect in the last hundred years. In just a hundred years, it has already made a name for itself in the world of cultivation. The Jade Embroidery Sect is composed entirely of women, from the sect leader and elders to the disciples and errand boys. They are skilled in illusion, and one of the elders, Luo Chanzhi, is particularly adept at using the art of seduction. She has many disciples and should not be underestimated."

Ji Tang: "How does it compare to the succubus among the demons?"

Lang Yu was surprised. "You've actually seen a succubus? I heard that succubi are extremely beautiful, both male and female. Just one glance can captivate you, making you lose your appetite and haunt your dreams. The only people who can compare to them are the Nightmare Clan, and only the Nightmare Lord can far surpass them. It's just a pity that everyone says that the Nightmare Lord has a devilish heart. Not only does he torture and kill his own people, he also tries every means to exploit the Suxuan Sect and the Immortal Lord—"

Sun Qichou came closer, "Lang Yu!"

Lang Yu knew he had made a mistake and lowered his head, "Senior."

Sun Qichou said, "I told you not to talk nonsense about Nightmare Venerable. If the Immortal Venerable hears what you say, I will definitely lock you up in the Wankuhan Mountain behind the sect!"

A withered and cold mountain?

Jitang had no impression of this name, so she asked, "Where is that?"

Sun Qichou looked at her deeply and said, "You don't want to know."

After Sun Qichou left, Jitang asked Lang Yu, "Why can't the Immortal Venerable listen to what the Nightmare Venerable said?"

Lang Yu's face turned pale and he kept his mouth shut without saying a word.

At the same time, Tan Wen also came with the Yuxiu Sect.

"Welcome all the real people to my Suxuan Sect, please come in!" Sun Qichou saluted them in front of the magnificent sect gate.

Ji Tang suddenly smelled a floral fragrance. It was not the scent of a single flower, but a blend of many kinds of floral fragrances. She couldn't tell which ones they were at once. When she smelled it, she felt her nasal cavity slightly warm, and a small stream of heat entered her body. Her heartbeat suddenly quickened.

She immediately used her nightmare energy to extinguish the heat in her body, turned her head to look at the side, and saw that Lang Yu's face was slightly red, like a boy who was very shy when seeing the girl he liked.

Tan Wen, who led Yu Xiumen forward, was even more exaggerated. The worthless smile on his face looked really stupid and foolish.

A woman standing in front of the people from the Yuxiu Sect smiled and walked slowly. She returned Sun Qichou's greeting, then led the disciples behind her up the steps of the sect and quickly disappeared from their sight.

Although the person has left, the fragrance remains, attracting butterflies for a long time.

Tan Wen returned to the team, still tightly holding a warm, pale purple jade token in his hand.

Ji Tang bent down to look and saw three words engraved on the jade: Cui Ranmei.

Ji Tang: "A disciple of Yuxiu Sect?"

Tan Wen put the jade token into his belt and put it away before saying, "It's just a thank you gift for bringing them into the sect."

A thank you gift of a jade plaque with your name engraved on it? Ji Tang smiled and said, "The fragrance on this jade plaque is a little special."

Tan Wen waved his hand. "Isn't it all the same scent? You must be smelling the wrong thing."

The immortals came one after another, and Jitang had no time to talk to him, so he started to get busy and didn't finish until the hour of Xu.

She flew back to Qianli Yanbo on her sword in the night. As soon as she entered Qianli Yanbo's protective spiritual shield, she smelled a faint floral fragrance.

Gardenia, jasmine, sage, cinnamon, and...

She looked up and saw Su Jinzhou looking at her, with a woman sitting next to him.

The two of them sat down under the multi-season long radish flowers outside Su Jinzhou's training cave and drank tea.

She had an impression of this woman. She was from the Yuxiu Sect. She was standing behind the leading woman when they entered the sect. Her identity must be quite extraordinary.

"Immortal Venerable, and this one..."

The woman looked at her, tilted her head slightly uncertainly, and asked, "Immortal Venerable, is this the opening period?"

It was impossible for her to misjudge Jitang's cultivation level, but she saw that Jitang had no intention of greeting and looked quite casual, which made her suspicious.

In the world of cultivation, the more uncomfortable something feels, the more careful you need to be.

Su Jinzhou drank his tea slowly, his eyes fixed on the tea soup sprinkled with a layer of moonlight, "It's the opening period."

Jitang smiled.

The woman seemed to be lost in thought before introducing herself. "I am Luo Chanzhi, the elder of the Jade Embroidery Sect."

Ji Tang: "Hello, Elder Luo, I am a disciple of Su Xuan Sect, Jiu Shui Shen."

She had just heard Lang Yu say that Elder Luo Chanzhi had superb skills in seduction, and the next moment she saw him in person.

Ji Tang: "I won't disturb the Immortal Venerable and Elder Luo from talking. I'll go back first."

Luo Chanzhi always felt an extreme sense of disharmony when looking at Jitang. He was obviously just a junior in the enlightenment period, but why did she feel that she was suppressed by him? Even the composure she had cultivated for a long time was affected.

Ji Tang turned and left. As he walked a little further, he vaguely heard Luo Chanzhi say, "I have some ideas for the question you asked..."

She had no interest in prying into other people's privacy, so she hurried back to her own place under the ventilated rock and practiced all night.

The next day, the Spring Flower Banquet officially began and lasted for three days. The immortals who came to the banquet all stayed in the Tianjun Pavilion at the outer gate of Suxuan Sect.

Tianjun Pavilion is located in a quiet place on the edge of the outer gate, adjacent to the high wall of the sect, and is built in the air. Looking out from the window lattice is a lush and vast forest. Suxuan Sect is located in a place with excellent spiritual power, which is more conducive to self-cultivation than many sects and palaces. Although the Spring Banquet is only three days long, it is also a good opportunity for many real people and cultivators to practice.

After the Spring Banquet began, Jitang became idle.

She came to the letter cabinet and saw half of Yang Xiaoluan's shoulder exposed among the letters piled higher than a person.

"Senior Brother Xiaoluan."

"who?"

Yang Xiaoluan leaned out and saw Jitang walking out of the door.

The sunlight followed her in, illuminating the dim room considerably. Petals had fallen on her hair and shoulders, and Yang Xiaoluan could tell at a glance that they were from the pink cherry blossoms planted along the flower path outside Xin Pavilion.

The sunlight cast a warm shadow on her body, and her wheat-colored face was smiling, like an ear of wheat growing towards the sun, tall and fresh.

Yang Xiaoluan looked a little dazed.

Who said she is short, dark and ugly?

He felt that Junior Sister Shuishen had a kind of vigorous vitality that could not be ignored, which made him unable to take his eyes off her.

He grinned, "Junior sister is here!"

Ji Tang walked past the piles of envelopes and held the one closest to Yang Xiaoluan. "Why are there so many more letters?"

Yang Xiaoluan grabbed the rope from the ground and placed it on the top of the envelope when he stood up. Jitang walked to the other side, grabbed the rope, squatted down and tied it tightly.

Yang Xiaoluan's voice came from above Jitang's head, "Isn't this the Spring Flower Banquet? Many of our disciples have picked branches of spring flowers and want to send a message to their family in the mortal world."

Ji Tang couldn't help but look at the letter. She had smelled too many floral scents along the way, but after entering the house, the floral scent was not as strong as outside. After hearing what Yang Xiaoluan said, she leaned closer to the envelope and smelled it carefully. In addition to the smell of the envelope itself, she could indeed smell some faint fragrance from it, and some even lighter woody fragrance.

Yang Xiaoluan asked with a smile, "Junior sister, aren't you going to pick some flowers to send a letter?"

she?

Who should I give it to?

As soon as she started thinking about this question, her senior brother's face appeared in her mind.

Just as she was thinking, Yang Xiaoluan handed her an envelope. She immediately saw Yang Xiaoluan's encouraging eyes, "Take advantage of the Spring Flower Banquet and go pick one!"

Jitang took the envelope and rubbed it with his fingers. It felt a little rough and astringent.

She smiled and said, "Then I'll come back later to help my senior brother deliver the letter."

Yang Xiaoluan put his hands on her shoulders, turned her around, and pushed her out, "Go quickly, go quickly!"

Jitang came out of the letter pavilion with the envelope in her hand. This time she was patient and searched slowly along the flower path.

When she reached the garden in the back mountain where the outer disciples lived, her eyes suddenly lit up when she saw the crabapples in full bloom in the garden.

This crabapple tree blooms early and is estimated to be about six or seven meters tall. Ji Tang looked around and saw no one, so he flew up to the branch on his sword.

She found a slightly thinner branch among the clusters of crabapple flowers. There were five umbrella-shaped clusters of flowers on it, each with five or six peach-colored flowers. Small green leaves appeared between the flowers, making the petals look extremely gorgeous.

She used her nightmare energy to cut off the twig and carefully put it into the envelope.

Yang Xiaoluan didn't expect her to come back so soon. "Have you found the flowers yet?"

Jitang smiled and showed him the envelope.

Yang Xiaoluan took the envelope and said as he examined the flowers, "I'll seal it for you. Where are you sending it to... Eh?" He looked up at her, "Why is there only one crabapple branch? No letter?"

Jitang shook his head, "Just a crabapple branch."

Yang Xiaoluan shrugged. "Okay, then I'll seal the envelope for you." He sealed it neatly. "You haven't told me where you're sending it yet?"

Ji Tang: "Send it to a thousand miles of smoke and waves."

Yang Xiaoluan was stunned at first, then he laughed: "After all this time, you're going to give it to yourself?"

Jitang smiled and nodded without explaining.

Yang Xiaoluan: "No wonder you couldn't put the letter away." He handed the envelope back to Jitang and teased her deliberately, "Since the mailing address is Qianli Yanbo, then it's only right for you to deliver it. Junior Sister, did you take it?"

Jitang put the envelope into his coat and said with a smile, "Thank you, Senior Brother."