Cultivating immortals is a hard job

"Brother Mo?"

Just when Mo Xun was shocked, he heard Li Qingying's cry again, but there was a bit of pain in his voice.

But he couldn't protect himself now, so how could he care about Li Qingying.

He then glanced to the side and found that all the monks around him were sitting cross-legged like him, practicing Qigong and regulating their breathing with difficulty. Obviously, they were suffering the same pain as him.

He was secretly surprised. Could it be that the Situ family really dared to be the enemy of the world?

He couldn't help but look up and look at the Situ brothers in the distance, but he saw that the two of them looked calm and indifferent, sitting upright on the chairs, looking at the audience like watching a play.

In the crowd, everyone had different reactions.

Some people covered their stomachs and looked at the distance in disbelief, some people's eyes were full of resentment, and some people had already cursed and criticized the Situ family's mean behavior.

For a moment, the crowd was furious. Even if the other party had great abilities, who would care about forming a Dan Yuanying when being harmed?

Those who didn't drink looked at the wine bowl suspended in the air, and stood there blankly, secretly thanking themselves for not being as reckless as others.

But no matter how the audience cursed and questioned, Situ and the other two did not respond, and they always had a faint smile on their faces.

At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed: "I broke through!"

These four short words, like a muffled thunder, exploded in everyone's heart.

Mo Xun endured the pain in his body and hurriedly glanced at the man, his eyes couldn't help but condense.

I saw that this man was in his thirties and had the cultivation of the ninth level of Qi Refining at this time, but as he said, the spiritual energy around him was gathered but not condensed, and it was obvious that he had just broken through not long ago and had not yet stabilized his realm.

Of course, Mo Xun was not the only one who saw this phenomenon.

A thought suddenly came to everyone's mind. Could it be that this spiritual wine is really good for improving cultivation?

Those who reacted faster no longer cared about the noise of others. They closed their eyes and began to refine the wine in their bodies.

The whole square was quiet again.

The expressions on the faces of those who did not drink became exciting. Their lucky hearts became a little uneasy after seeing others break through a level after drinking a bowl of wine.

But thinking of the initial pain of the crowd, they became hesitant again.

Until someone around them kept shouting in surprise, saying that their cultivation had improved a little, these people hurriedly took the wine bowl and drank it all.

Of course, there are very few people who can directly improve a level through a bowl of wine.

Often they have cultivated to the peak of that level, but have never broken through. This bowl of wine just became an opportunity for a breakthrough.

There are also those who are lucky. Perhaps some of the spiritual medicines in the wine just match their skills or physiques.

As for most people, they only felt the improvement of their cultivation.

However, despite this, the medicinal properties of this wine are also considerable.

Half an incense stick passed, and the chaotic spiritual energy in Mo Xun's body was effectively controlled.

At this moment, he finally understood that the "protector" that Situ Chen mentioned at the beginning was actually this meaning.

He roughly estimated that this bowl of wine was probably equivalent to his hard work for a month.

For him, who has always been mainly swallowing pills, it is actually nothing.

After a long time, when everyone's faces were restored to normal with joy, Situ Chen smiled and said: "Congratulations, everyone, you are one step closer to the avenue."

The people below received such a favor, so they naturally couldn't help but thank them in unison. As for the cultivators who had just insulted, after understanding the intentions of the two Situ ancestors, they blushed and didn't say anything.

"Since the birthday wine has been drunk, the ceremony will officially begin!"

As soon as the voice fell, a man in a white shirt with a foundation-building period came up to the side.

After this person came on stage, he first knelt down to the two people and called them "old ancestors".

After standing up, he bowed to the nearly 10,000 people below and said, "I am Situ Zhang, the host of this birthday ceremony. I meet all the Taoist friends!"

The two old ancestors nodded to Situ Zhang and said nothing more.

This person looked about the same age as the old ancestor Situ, but he didn't expect that he was their descendant.

Mo Xun secretly speculated, wondering if the Situ brothers had taken drugs such as the anti-aging pill, or if the exercises they practiced had better anti-aging effects.

However, in his opinion, the former possibility was probably greater.

After all, even if the exercises the man practiced had anti-aging effects, most of them were negligible.

These thoughts only flashed through his mind, and he began to listen carefully to the speech on the stage.

Situ Zhang naturally thanked everyone for attending the meeting on behalf of the family, and at the same time congratulated the Situ brothers on their birthdays and good health.

After saying a lot of nice words, he introduced the development of the Situ family over the past decades, just like giving a report. On the one hand, he introduced the interests of the Situ family with other sects and families.

For half an hour, Situ Zhang spoke fluently and almost never took a breath.

However, after saying so much, Mo Xun could only summarize it in one sentence: "The Situ family is no longer the same as it was before!"

This just happened to echo the previous rumors that the Situ ancestor had the intention of establishing a sect, and perhaps he also wanted to use this Si Nan Conference to brag about the grand occasion of the Situ family to all the casual cultivators, so as to recruit more disciples.

But then again, which of these casual cultivators who have come this far is easy to fool?

If there were no rumors of foundation building, it would be good to have one-tenth of them here today.

After Situ Zhang finished his interesting speech, the next thing was to offer birthday gifts.

Although everyone already knew that this Si Nan Conference would be held together with the birthday of Situ Patriarch, no one prepared birthday gifts.

On the one hand, they came here for foundation building, and who would care about the so-called birthday?

On the other hand, no one would think that with their status as Qi Refining Stage, they would be qualified to offer birthday gifts to Jindan cultivators.

Of course, the Situ family naturally had no intention of asking for gifts from them.

"Master Jingyan of Jiuli Palace, your disciple Chengyao Fairy, presents a Tianbao Glazed Cup, wishing the two ancestors a bright future!"

As a servant sang loudly, a pretty girl in palace dress appeared in the distance, holding a tray covered tightly with red cloth, and slowly walked towards the stage.

When they heard the words "Eight Treasures Glazed Cup", the knowledgeable people in the audience immediately widened their eyes and looked at the tray in Fairy Chengyao's hand, with an irrepressible passion in their eyes.