When the strength reaches the realm of the spirit, the old Zhuang will naturally not be interested in these spiritual beasts.

Just a faint glance, the old Zhuang Zong turned his eyes to the seven elders. "The seven elders, this time the sacrifices are pressed by you, all the way hard, this distribution of Nedan will have you to abbot."

"Thank you for the owner." The faces of the seven elders were quiet and they bowed to the old Zhuang who was sitting in danger.

The envy and envy of the other elders’ eyes.

There are only a hundred holy medicines, but there are thousands of people in the mountains. It is certainly impossible to have a holy medicine.

Each assignment will take into account the talents of the younger generation in several small families in the family, in order to determine the amount of holy medicine obtained by this small family.

Now the seven elders preside over the distribution of holy medicine, so the corresponding family of the seven elders must definitely take more or less.

The old Zhuang master knows the minds of the elders below, but he did not intend to add more control. He glanced at the Tang Ling language. "There was a faint addition. This time, the spirits brought a lot of power to the sacrifices. The seven elders distributed. When you are holy, give more to the spirit."

“Thank you for the owner.” “Yes.”

Tang Lingyu and the seven elders responded with enthusiasm. As for the other geniuses in Zhuangli, after hearing the words of Lao Zhuangzhu to distribute the medicinal herbs to Tang Lingyu, the two eyes suddenly lost their eyes.

Originally, their cultivation of talent was not as good as Tang Lingyu. Now Tang Lingyu has got more holy medicines, and their cultivation can only be farther and farther away from Tang Ling.

"This festival is successfully completed, ready to open!" The elders who are responsible for the banquet stand out and issue the season, and the entire Wansuo Villa is in a jubilant.

No one, including the old owner, puts the dark clouds in the sky in his eyes.

At the banquet banquet, the elders sat with the old lord, and the elders pushed the cups. The old lord did not move the dishes after drinking a glass of wine.

In the realm of the earth, you don't need to eat anything on weekdays, you can absorb the spiritual power directly from the air to make up for yourself.

The tall woman Tang Lingyu, and the round face woman and some ethnic geniuses sit around a table, but compared to the other cups on the table, the table where Tang Lingyu is located will be much quieter.

Even said that except for the round-faced woman, all other family-aged generations did not have the heart to eat.

At the same table, there was a genius of Tang Lingyu, and they still had the heart to eat and drink, and the heart was enlarged.

Tang Lingyu sat there with a shallow smile on his mouth, and he knew the thoughts of the same table, but Tang Lingyu did not hate the hearts of these people.

On the contrary, Tang Lingyu still enjoys this feeling in his heart, and his peers are feeling high!

The tableware placed in front of Tang Lingyu did not move. It seemed to be disdainful and those who ate at the same table.

However, Tang Ling’s smile only lasted for a while and could not be laughed. A tribe walked quickly behind Tang Lingyu and leaned over and whispered a few words.

The smile of Tang Ling’s mouth gradually gathered, and there was a touch of attention in the eyes. Looking at the clan behind him, Liu Mei picked it up. “Where is the thing?”

"It's still in the room." The tribe whispered back.

"Take me in the past." Tang Lingyu immediately got up and said that he would leave the wine table.

"Well? Sister Ling, where are you going?" The round-faced woman who was busy with the big meal looked up and asked, and on the whole table, she and Tang Lingyu were close.

"Nothing, a little thing." Tang Lingyu casually responded with a sentence, then hurriedly left.