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Chapter 2541 birthday banquet

Fire Stream Dynasty, Tropicana City.

"Master, Eagle Slave is dead, and my subordinates have also found out that the ones who killed Eagle Slave were two human immortals. I don't know the specific level of cultivation, but the two human immortals seem to have a very good relationship with an old mortal man.

, it was also because of the old man that I killed Yingnu."

A middle-aged man stood respectfully in front of a young man and narrated in a low voice, detailing the relationship between Ning Qi and Chen Huan and the relationship between Ning Qi and Bei Xiao. The young man was expressionless and sat in the chair.

After listening, he said calmly: "Check the origin of this old man and see if he is from

The master is dormant in Qingshi Town. After all, the Great Luo ancestor of Yixuan Sect said that there is a 70-80% chance that the second divine tomb will appear nearby. If the old man has an extraordinary origin, let this matter be forgotten for now.

The tomb of the gods is important, and it is not appropriate to cause unnecessary problems. The death of a monk in the integration stage is nothing to me."

"Yes, young master."

A few days later, there were more than a dozen new faces in Qingshi Town, but to Qingshi Town, there were more and more such people, and those dozen people were not impressive at all.

Time flies. For the mortals in Qingshi Town, the past ten or twenty years have been pretty good. After all, the number of people in Qingshi Town has increased and it seems to be extremely prosperous. Many of them were originally well-off families and were doing business.

We are getting closer and closer to the road to great wealth.

These people who later settled in Qingshi Town were extremely generous. Sometimes they could leave a hundred taels behind for a meal of one tael.

Therefore, the people in Qingshi Town gradually stopped thinking about the origins of these people.

For Ning Qi, he has sent away a group of acquaintances in the past ten or twenty years, whom he has known since coming to Qingshi Town. In addition, even Chen Huan's generation has begun to die of old age.

Unknowingly, it has been more than ninety years since Ning Qi came to Qingshi Town.

Chen Huan's age is also over eighty, but because of his cultivation, he only looks in his fifties or sixties. Xiao Qing looks much older than Chen Huan, and Chen Huan's son Chen Xi

I married a wife and had a son in Qingshi Town, and gave birth to a fat baby. I don’t know which year I forgot about the little thoughts I had in my heart when I was young, and left them behind.

"Grandpa Qi, I heard from dad that in three years, you will be celebrating your 100th birthday."

Chen Xi hugged his child and brought his wife to the store.

The sound of Beixiao blacksmithing came from the back of the shop, and Beimeng, who still looked about seventeen or eighteen years old as before, was massaging Ning Qi's shoulders.

People in Qingshi Town are very used to this. After all, when Bei Xiaobeimeng first came back, he had already shown that he was no ordinary person.

Chen Xi's daughter-in-law looked at Beimeng with a hint of unhappiness. As a woman, she had a strong intuition. Even though Chen Xi kept calling Beimeng Auntie, she found that Chen Xi's eyes were deep.

There is a hint of unknown emotion in it.

"So fast?"

Ning Qi was slightly startled.

In the past eighty years, except for the time when Zhang Chaozhong killed two people, Ning Qi had never done anything since then, and his life was very dull. Unexpectedly, he would stay in Qingshi Town for so long in the blink of an eye.

, and back then, Ning Qi was always running around here and there, and had never stayed in the same place for so long, except for retreat.

"It's pretty fast."

Chen Xi smiled bitterly.

After a pause, he looked at Beimeng and said respectfully: "Aunt Beimeng, my father plans to celebrate Grandpa Qi's 100th birthday."

"Master, what did your old man say?"

Beimeng looked at Ning Qi with a smile.

"Just do it."

Ning Qi smiled.

“Great!”

In the next few years, Chen Xi seemed to be preparing for Ning Qi's 100th birthday. Chen Huan meant that Ning Qi's 100th birthday should be held grandly and beautifully, so Chen Xi was asked to do everything he could to celebrate his 100th birthday.

Everyone who was invited has been invited. People from Qingshi Town, as well as people who later came to settle in Qingshi Town, have all sent wedding invitations. Anyone who is willing to come will have a hot meal and hot wine.

The money earned by the silk shop over the years is not enough to celebrate a 100th birthday like this, but Chen Huan seems to have a small treasury and has no shortage of money.

On the day of Ning Qi's 100th birthday, the largest open space in Qingshi Town was filled with thousands of tables. Calculated as ten people per table, Chen Huan invited at least about 10,000 people, with three people per table.

The specification is ten taels of silver, which is three hundred thousand taels!

Chen Xi's wife seemed surprised that Chen Huan had so much money, and because Chen Huan spent so much money to celebrate Ning Qi's birthday, she was a little afraid if it weren't for Beixiao Beimeng. Sometimes,

Even when facing Ning Qi, she doesn't have a good temper.

On this day, Qingshi Town was extremely lively. When the merchants in the past saw it, they couldn't help but stop and watch, and privately asked who was celebrating the birthday today. It was such a grand event.

"I heard that the owner of the silk shop, Chen Huan, celebrated the birthday of the boss of Jianpu Ning. Their families are family friends. Boss Ning came to Qingshi Town when he was a teenager and stayed there for more than eighty years. He is older than my father.

."

"Silk shop owner? Oh, that's the one, but how can a mere silk shop host such a big birthday? I'm afraid the number of people invited today is not 10,000, but 8,000, right? How much money will this cost?

"

"You definitely don't know what happened in the past. Not to mention how much background the silk shop owner Chen Huan has, Boss Ning is not an ordinary person!"

"Oh? What's the explanation?"

"Zhang Chaozhong, do you know?"

"I've heard of him, one of the four masters from decades ago!"

"Yes, but did you know that Zhang Chaozhong bought a sword from Boss Ning and that he and Boss Ning are old friends?"

"Is there such a thing? There is someone in this small place who has an old relationship with Zhang Chaozhong, one of the four great masters of the Fire Stream Dynasty?"

"Haha, it has been so long that many people have forgotten it, but it is absolutely true. Although I was still young back then, I saw the Heavenly Sword Zhang Chaozhong with my own eyes!"

The merchants passing by saw the people of Qingshi Town swearing to be frank, and then looked at the arrogance Chen Huan had given Ning Qi this time. They gradually believed that Ning Qi was a master swordsmith, and couldn't help but think of staying here to join in the fun. When they thought of this

As soon as he said it, the people of Qingshi Town became happy.

"Let's stay and eat. Chen Huan said that anyone who wants to eat can come and eat today."

There are a thousand tables, and three-tenths of them are people from Qingshi Town, three-tenths are immortals who came here out of boredom, and four-tenths are businessmen who are passing by. The three groups of people are clearly distinguishable, and only in the

Have lively conversations in your own circle.
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