It was noon, and the snow was clear, and the hairpin ceremony was held as scheduled. The venue for the ceremony was chosen on a high platform in front of the main hall.

The scene was very grand, with hundreds of guests watching the ceremony, plus musicians, praises, deacons, and servants, all gathered together, and the number exceeded 200. Fortunately, the city guards were large enough, otherwise the table setting was enough.

Luo Xiao was mixed in the main guest and saw Cheng Feifeng, who was led by the helper, untied her red scarf, combed her bun, curled her skirt, flowing ribbon, jingling bells, and walking with small steps, hanging her head forward, was surprised and funny.

Lao Feiyan's muffled voice came from his ears: "It's no wonder that I saw my cousin's appearance for the first time. It's my turn next year. I don't want to dress like this..."

Luo Xiao didn't look back, but a picture flashed through his mind, just like the scene in front of him, still in the same outfit, but the hairpin was replaced by Lao Feiyan... It was okay to be so cold before, but now he shivered and quickly shook his head to dispel the horror scene in his mind.

Melodious string music and praises sounded from the field.

Luo Xiao listened for a while and was very bored. Thinking of Cheng Feilong's words, he couldn't help but sink his mind into his dantian and look inside his core.

The originally milky white core was covered with a layer of breath-catching shell, which looked gray and shining with a slight light throughout, like a silent planet. When Luo Xiao's mind continued to immerse himself in the depths of the core, he gradually saw the center of the "earth" that was rolling like clouds and mist, and a translucent tender bud tip that was completely transformed from spiritual energy was swinging rhythmically with the Yuanli clouds and mists. The buds were crystal clear, small and tender, and could be broken, like ice sculptures and jade carvings.

The most amazing thing is that Luo Xiao could clearly "see" that the delicate spiritual bud seemed to have a strange suction force, extracting a stream of pure spiritual energy from the rolling Yuanli clouds and fog, and blending into itself. The spiritual energy of the spiritual bud is moistened by the spiritual energy, making it more crystal clear, and the fireflies shine.

This spiritual bud is really nourished by the power of the core. Judging from the ruthless force it sucks, if Luo Xiao didn't have a super core, he would probably feel distressed. Now he understands better why Cheng Feilong is not very concerned about the "breath-retention technique". Raising such a super foodie is hard enough, so how dare you get another one?

Luo Xiao estimated his spiritual bud according to the method of Cheng Feilong's teaching. It was about five inches, and it was indeed the middle stage. Cheng Feilong was only three inches, and it was the first stage, so it was no wonder he was depressed.

However, Luo Xiao soon discovered that his spirit bud was still different from ordinary samurai, and the difference was obvious, that is, it was very thick, equivalent to the core of a bead core of a samurai. Just one spirit bud was the same size as someone else's core, and it was really...

From this point of view, the size of the core and the thickness of the spiritual seed complement each other. The size of the core directly affects the growth of the spiritual seed, and its significance is more important than his original cognition.

The core is larger than others. It not only has one end in cultivation, but also takes advantage of the realm: the spirit buds will be stronger, the spiritual branches will be thicker, the spiritual leaves will be more lush, and the spiritual reality will be larger... And the "more" in each realm will be reflected in a stronger strength than the warriors of the same level.

There is another update - not to mention, if you cultivate to spiritual roots in the end, you will be a super spiritual root.

After thinking through these things clearly, Luo Xiao has a clearer position on his strength. Well, he is invincible at the same level, so it is definitely true.

"The ceremony is completed, holding a cup, drinking wine, and worshiping ceremony--"

As the praise and chant loudly, the guests around the surroundings were in a commotion, holding glasses and toasting Cheng Feifeng, who had finished and dressed up, was the last part of the "ritual ceremony".

Luo Xiao also came to his senses, stretched out his fingers and picked up the small wine glass filled with sake on the tray. He looked at Cheng Feifeng's clothes and frolicking, and walked slowly. A jade hairpin had already been added to her beautiful hair, and a wave of spiritual power was faintly revealed. Obviously, this was another pseudo-spiritual weapon.

Cheng Feifeng had also worn a pseudo-spirit hairpin and stabbed Tikselli with it, but it was more like a weapon. In order to hide and protect herself when she was on mission, it was not considered a hairpin. She had always wrapped her head in a red scarf, and in addition to her preferences, she also had the intention of concealing her.

Cheng Feifeng came to Luo Xiao, looked at the smile in Luo Xiao's eyes, and pulled his dress unnaturally: "Isn't it ugly?"

Luo Xiao would never answer this, but someone behind him saved the siege.

"If you say that, what will I do next year?"

Cheng Feifeng opened her mouth and wanted to laugh even more. Suddenly, a cough sounded from behind her back. She woke up and tightened her lips, brewed for a while, exposed her eight teeth, and raised her glass to Luo Xiao.

"After the ceremony, there will be a manager who will lead you to the side hall." After drinking, Cheng Feifeng said softly, and moved his lotus steps lightly, preparing to celebrate with the next guest. Suddenly, he remembered something and smiled, "Thank you for your gift, I like it very much."

...

After the ceremony, an elderly manager came to Luo Xiao and Yan Daocheng was invited.

Looking at Luo Xiao's departure, Wu Junyan, a young man in brocade robe, was thinking, and a soft voice came from his ear: "Do you want to know what gift that junior Luo gave?"

Wu Junyan looked back and looked at the girl Diao Qiu indifferently: "Tang Shuangyue, are you so kind?"

Tang Shuangyue, a girl with a squid fur, smiled at the corner of her mouth and her eyes roamed: "The gifts given by our three major families in Yishui failed to make Miss Cheng Er sincerely praise her 'I like it very much'. So, in fact, this lady was curious."

Cheng Feifeng didn't speak loudly when she said this to Luo Xiao, but there were many people around her, and there were always people who could hear it, which could easily reach people with hearts.

Wu Junyan's expression remained unchanged, and a trace of gloom flashed through his eyes. His father had been actively working in the past two years and was determined to cooperate with him and Miss Cheng. Although he was very disliked the second lady's personality, he could not help but pick up the family marriage. Therefore, although he resisted it in his heart, he still agreed.

Of course, the matter has not been mentioned yet, and the family of women is asking for a hundred families, and the Wu family is just one of the many families with the same idea. Wu Junyan can accept it. He is still confident in his own conditions, but this civilian junior who came out halfway made him feel uncomfortable. In the first place, he was rejected and then Miss Cheng Er looked at him differently. To be honest, he didn't have much feelings for Miss Cheng Er, but Miss Cheng Er's attitude made him feel uncomfortable being compared by a guy who was far inferior to him in all aspects.

"What's there to be curious about? I've figured out the ins and outs of this junior Luo. He wore patched clothes all year round. Two months ago, he lived in a broken village where he rented no more than 100 yuan a year. Until he came back from his mission two months ago, he might have gotten some money and dressed like a human being. The place where he lived was also changed to an ordinary house in the south of the city." Wu Junyan's face showed a faint ridicule, "What good things can you expect for such a person?"

"That's not necessarily true." Tang Shuangyue's eyes were circulating, and she seemed to be smiling, "Isn't there any so-called 'propriety is light and affection is heavy'? Besides, we are not allowed to get good things during the mission? Such good luck was not uncommon in the past. Do you think so?"

Wu Junyan's face turned pale, and he was obviously knocked at the saying "Gift is light and affection is heavy."

"So, I really have to take a good look at this gift, otherwise I might not be able to sleep tonight." Tang Shuangyue giggled, turned around and left, looking at the direction of Cheng Feifeng's boudoir.

Wu Junyan's eyes slowly narrowed, raised his hand to summon the call, Xiao Mo and Lihu ran over very hard: "What are the instructions Zhongyan has?"

"Call Senior Brother Pan to come."

Pan Yang came over quickly and bowed slightly: "Is there anything wrong with Zhongyan?" He is different from Xiao Mo and Lihu, the common people like him. He is also from a small family. Although he is a concubine and has no status, he is a child of aristocratic families after all. He has his own aura and can't do the traits like Xiao Mo and Lihu.

"Do you want to raise the red belt?"

"Ah? What... why did Zhong Yan say this?" Pan Yang was a little confused, caught off guard.

Wu Junyan smiled faintly and said, "You have been in the pulse opening period for two years, and I guess you have reached a bottleneck. At this time, you only need a low-grade spirit stone... Well, you know."

Of course Pan Yang knew, he knew very well. Just one piece of the lower-grade spirit stone is worth three months of hard practice. It is not the absorption of warm water like the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but can be swallowed and absorbed in a short time. This is really important to break through the bottleneck.

"Zhong Yan..." Pan Yang seemed to understand something, his voice trembled a little.

Wu Junyan said simply: "I will give you a spirit stone to help you promote, and you will help me... in fact, it is also helping you do something for yourself."

It is necessary to help you, but what does it mean to help me? Pan Yang is a little confused, but he still nods - he doesn't care, let's get the benefits first.

"After you are promoted to the Red Belt, you go to the military battle stage to resolve your grudges with Luo Xiao, and you are not allowed to lose." Wu Junyan stared at Pan Yang, "How can you do it?"

Pan Yang immediately understood that Luo Xiao offended Wu Junyan and was secretly happy - it was OK to offend him! If you don’t offend me, where would I get the chance? Although I was suspected of being used as a gun, everyone’s interests are the same in this matter, and the tip of the gun is pointing at the same person. Helping others is to help oneself, so why not do it?
Chapter completed!