Wang Xuan sent out some invitations, wanting to arrange a longevity banquet to provide food supplements for the old men, so as to quickly solve some problems. More importantly, he could arm himself quickly!
He had a very strong sense of crisis. He always felt that the immortals were getting closer and closer to him, and he seemed to have seen their vague and terrifying figures.
The real immortal behind the scenes was not sacred to him, but terrifying and could kill him at any time!
Besides, we don’t know if there really is any creature from Kuman behind the bird, so we have to be on guard.
As for the threat from super-capitalists, it is always there and never goes away.
"When can I become an earthly immortal?" he said to himself. When that time really comes, perhaps he will be much more calm and composed.
By then, he might start hunting down the True Immortals who have just returned and have fallen from their original realm!
"Since we have to share the damage, the Sun family must not be left out. Give them a spot. Am I being generous? I'm giving each other a chance to ease the tension."
Wang Xuan also sent an invitation to the Sun family to extend their life. He did not beat around the bush and directly informed them that if they wanted to come, they would need to bring their own scriptures and rare treasures, and that they would be exchanged for equal value.
There is no chance of getting the Sun family's pre-Qin golden bamboo slips in the near future. He can only go and get it himself one day. The other party will not take the initiative to help the enemy.
Before the longevity banquet began, Wang Xuan selected extraordinary blood and flesh essence and gave it to an acquaintance, and solemnly told him to take it quietly and not to make it public, as there were great causes and effects involved.
This list naturally includes Professor Lin, Qin Cheng, Zhou Yun, Zhong Qing, Zhong Cheng and others.
Contrary to his expectations, the old men who received the invitation were not enthusiastic. They gave various reasons and excuses, and only a few of them confirmed their attendance.
What's going on? Wang Xuan was puzzled. Are they no longer enthusiastic about Yanshou?
Zhong Qing said: "Scarcity makes things valuable. They think that your large-scale 'casting' will probably be rough. Who are these people? They live in an extremely delicate way and don't want any flaws or imperfections."
Then, she added: "Especially knowing that you also sent invitations to the Sun family, I feel that the value of this life extension is not high."
Wang Xuan was lost in thought, and finally sighed: "Those who cannot obtain will always be restless, and the rain of blessings will not be cherished. It's hunger marketing, the ancients were not deceiving me!"
In the end, only five people were confirmed to come. Song Yun was the most proactive and guaranteed to come. Qin Hongyuan's physical functions continued to improve, and he was also impatient to continue to enhance his experience. Qian An was an old customer, helping with advertising and lending a house to Wang Xuan. It was embarrassing to ask him to pay more.
Then there was Zhong Qing’s second grandfather. He knew the inside story and was naturally relieved to know that his grandchildren had enjoyed delicious food and nourishing foods.
The last one was the Sun family. Sun Rongsheng agreed and wanted to come in person.
The other old guys...all found excuses to stand Wang Xuan up!
In the Health Preservation Hall, a group of men and women came again, insisting on becoming Wang Xuan's apprentice and learning sword-wielding skills. This time, they even presented a gift for becoming Wang Xuan's apprentice.
Wang Xuan did not refuse and told them that he would introduce a famous teacher to everyone. He had learned the old skills from this person in the past and had come to where he is today.
Professor Lin was invited over and he was more than capable of teaching them. All his old injuries were now healed, and his strength was not only recovering but also improving rapidly!
Wang Xuan became a hands-off boss and left.
"Master!" The beautiful woman with electric eyes, Zhong Qing's best friend, quickly blocked the way and was flirting with her.
Wang Xuan almost sacrificed his flying sword, but secretly used a dagger to measure the distance between them. Recently, he would temporarily treat anyone who dared to approach him abruptly as a demon or fairy, and be on high alert.
Fortunately, Zhong Qing came and took the person away.
Wang Xuan told the group of people who had performed the ceremony of paying homage to their teacher that they could go back home. He and Professor Lin would teach online in the future and solve all problems.
"Master Sword Immortal is too aloof...he hardly communicates with us." Someone complained.
"I guess he's under pressure now, and is thinking about how to fight against the Sun family. The collision between the extraordinary and the battleship is not over yet, it's just the beginning!"
Wang Xuan did not treat them perfunctorily. He had read too many scriptures in the Taoist temple in Qian'an's manor, and most of the gifts these people gave to them as their apprentices were in the form of classics.
He selected the best from the best and arranged cultivation courses for them. Whether anyone could rise up depended on themselves.
As for the stone slab scriptures, the five-page golden book, the Sakyamuni Sutra, etc., I'm sorry, these are definitely not prepared for them.
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Two days later, Qin Hongyuan, Qian An, Zhong Changming, Sun Rongsheng and Song Yun arrived.
Qin Hongyuan brought three pages of gold foil paper, and Wang Xuan had collected half of the Sakyamuni Sutra.
Qian An was told not to bring anything. Zhong Changming handed over a few scriptures, but Wang Xuan glanced at them and didn't want to read them at all. For the sake of Zhong Cheng and Zhong Qing, he was served a plate of bird's feet, regardless of whether he could chew them or not.
Because the scriptures given by Zhong Laoer were of little use to Wang Xuan. They had either been practiced before or were of low value.
Zhong Changming looked at the food on the plate and felt he couldn't eat it. What kind of food was this? Although it was cut into small pieces, the skin was too rough.
"How many years can it extend my life?" he asked Wang Xuan.
"One month." Wang Xuan said, and told him that he could take the scriptures back with him as he would not need them.
Zhong Laoer was also a respectable man, so he didn't say much. He knew that the people would not appreciate what he brought.
Sun Rongsheng brought a local book - a Tai Chi manual, and it was a simplified version that the old men in the park practiced every morning. It was worthless.
Wang Xuan directly gave him a piece of "good meat".
No matter how Sun Rongsheng looked at it, he felt it looked like a chicken butt and was disgusted. He didn't even want to touch it with chopsticks.
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