Yuxu Pure Land, in Zixiao Palace.
"Haha, okay, that's great!" Yun Jinghong said with a smile.
"Once upon a time, we also had this deep friendship." Leng Shuangrong also raised the corner of his mouth.
"Yes, but after all, we are just the older generation of the past, and we are the only ones left to survive." Gu Xiaoyao closed his folding fan and sighed.
"So do it and cherish it. I really envy their friendship. A group of people with no blood relationship can form a family with different surnames. It is so warm and touching."
Hua Mengchen also lamented that since practicing Taoism, he has faced so many disasters. They have seen through many things, all kinds of things in life, and the world is hot and cold.
The path of cultivation is miserable and lonely, but in the end it is all in vain. Only the most sincere and warm family affection, friendship and love in the world are the most precious things.
Wealth, fame and power, immortal immortality, invincibility in heaven and earth, these things are completely incomparable in front of the three true feelings.
"I once owned these things, but they were all buried in the ecstasy letter. If God gives me another chance, I don't think I will escape."
Ke Meng looked up to the sky and sighed, and two lines of muddy old tears fell involuntarily from his dim eyes.
When a person loses all the familiar people, his life will be meaningless.
After a while, Ke Meng looked at Wang Bugui and others, frowned and said: "Are you really determined to go to the Lost Soul Letter?"
"Yes, the world today will face the next crisis at any time. We must improve our strength as soon as possible and find a way to compete with Xie Chong." Wang Bugui looked back.
"Oh, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
Ke Meng shook his head and sighed, and then said: "Let me go with you. After all, I will be more familiar when I come out of it."
"Thank you so much, senior!" Wang Bugui said, cupping his fists.
"Now that you have decided, we will naturally rush there together. How about we choose a time and prepare ourselves before rushing to the Ecstasy?"
At this moment, Yun Jinghong stepped forward and made a suggestion. Behind him, Leng Shuangrong and others also followed.
"Well, we don't have much time. We will rush to the Lost Soul Letter in two days. Seniors, please go back and prepare now." Wang Bugui thought.
Mu Wujian and others nodded slowly after hearing this, then bid farewell to Wang Bugui and others one by one, and quickly rushed to their respective sects to take care of the funeral affairs.
The place they went to this time was too dangerous, and they were prepared to use their last resources to fight. There is no hope in my heart of coming back alive, I just want to use my life to pave the way for future generations.
After all, the horror of the Ecstasy Letter is unknown to monks from ancient times to the present. Two ancient traditions were easily buried, and killing the most powerful person was as easy as flipping a finger.
Immortal weapons are smashed when told to be broken, half-step true immortals are turned into flesh in the blink of an eye, and countless forbidden weapons are destroyed without being able to be used.
Moreover, the great powers in ancient times were much stronger than their strength, not to mention various resources. Such a behemoth must be destroyed, let alone them
Losing the ecstasy letter is equivalent to committing suicide. The person who can come out alive may be the weakest "lucky person" among their group.
"If you don't return, I have to make some preparations. You can just stay in Zixiao Continent for the next two days. I will call the little spirit beasts here. There will be a lot of noise outside, which is not suitable for resting."
After the leaders left, Yun Jinghong also said goodbye to Wang Bugui, then turned around and quickly walked out of Zixiao Continent.
"Master, walk slowly!"
Wang Bugui shouted from behind, then turned around and said to the brothers and sisters: "Today, we are going to have a good gathering in the Pure Land! Get ready first, and we will start when Lan Chuan and the others come in later!"
"Okay!" Zhao Changge rolled up his sleeves and said.
"A certain gate!" Yu Wude also agreed.
After saying that, everyone started to decorate in the sea of flowers from the last party. Countless spiritual fruits were placed on the table, and all the fine wine and delicacies were indispensable.
"king!!"
Soon after, all the little spirit beasts rushed over under the leadership of Zi Yuxiao.
"Ha ha!"
Xue Yu'er threw herself into Wang Bugui's arms as usual. She blinked her big eyes, stuck out her little head and looked around, and said happily: "Wow!! So many spiritual fruits!"
"Not only are there spiritual fruits, I also prepared some things specially for you. You must like to eat them!" Wang Bugui said, touching her little head.
"What?" Xue Yu'er raised her head and asked.
"hey-hey."
Wang Bugui smiled softly, and then took out a pile of carrots from the small pendant. Xue Yu'er immediately jumped to the ground and looked at the red things with curious eyes.
Then he smelled it with his little nose and said, "There is a sweet smell, Wang, what is this?"
"This is the favorite of all the little rabbits in the world, carrots!" Wang Bugui said with a smile.
"Hu Luobei?" Xue Yuer tilted her head and said.
"It's a radish." Wang Bugui corrected.
"Luobei." Xue Yu'er said again.
"."
Wang Bugui was speechless for a while, and said: "Carrot!"
"Luo——Bah!"
"radish!"
"Luobei."
Wang Bugui tried his best to explain the correct pronunciation to Xue Yu'er, but she couldn't change it and had no choice but to give up.
"Old cousin, don't you think we should be generous?"
A familiar Sichuan dialect came from behind Wang Bugui. When he looked back, he saw Lan Chuan lying in front of the pile of spiritual fruit delicacies, feeling bored.
Then he smiled helplessly and said in Sichuan dialect: "You guys have to wake up just like sleeping, right?"
"Bu Kuo Neng, I can't get drunk after a thousand cups!" Lan Chuan said, tapping the ground with his hoof.
"You'll be so drunk after just a few bottles of Coke. If you pay for a thousand cups, you'll probably have to sleep until next year." Wang Bugui said with a helpless smile.
After hearing this, Lan Chuan immediately got up from the ground, shook his head and said, "Hey! Then I will compete with you in drinking today!"
Then he turned to the spirit beasts surrounding the spirit fruit and said, "Come on, little ones, pour some glasses of wine for your two great kings!"
He looked like a real bandit. What made people laugh and angry was that the group of spiritual beasts actually poured wine for him.
"Hey, come on, old cousin!" Lan Chuan said with a grin.
His eyebrows were dancing with joy as he spoke, and his tail kept wagging. He suddenly transformed from a bandit to a big-tailed wolf.
"Come here, I want to see how many cups you can pour." Wang Bugui said with a smile.
"Can I guess and place a bet?" Zhao Changge asked from the side.
"No problem." Wang Bugui waved his hand.
Zhao Changge chuckled and said, "Okay, I guess ten cups will be poured down. If I'm not right, I'll punish myself with one cup!"
"Hi!"
Beside him, Yu Wude suddenly walked out, patted his chest, and said: "You really think highly of him, let me see, five cups!"
"Then you think too highly of him, I'll bet three times!" Feng Tianming also participated.
"Then I'll bet on three cups!" Lu Hao rolled up his sleeves and said.
"What?!"
Lan Chuan was so angry at these people that he jumped up and down, gritted his teeth and said, "That's what you said! If I drink more than ten drinks, you all have to fill the bottle for me!"
"It's a deal!"
Zhao Changge and others laughed, and Lan Chuan also laughed evilly and said: "Come on, come on, I have never failed you!!"
After saying that, he directly picked up two glasses of wine, handed one to Wang Bugui, and said, "Old cousin, come here!"
"Old man, do it first as a courtesy!" Wang Bugui raised his glass and said with a smile.
Then he drank the wine in one gulp, followed closely by Lan Chuan, who raised his head and drank heavily. That posture, that unrestrainedness, that mouthful, it's like swallowing up mountains and rivers!
"belch--!"
After drinking this glass of wine, Lan Chuan burped directly, and then he felt that the number of people in front of him increased, and there were dozens of people here.
Then he shook his head and said: "Old cousin, this wine is a little bit good for the head. Why don't you sprinkle it with wine? It's a spiritual wine!"
"What kind of spiritual wine? This is high-concentration liquor and high-concentration vodka mixed together." Wang Bugui said slowly.
"Hey, white wine and vodka?!"
Lan Chuan's body trembled suddenly, and then he said: "Don't panic, wait until I stabilize. After a while, I will take the second place."
"thump!"
However, before he could finish his words, he fell to the ground drunkenly. Wang Bugui stepped forward and patted his face, but as soon as the guy stuck out his tongue, there was no movement at all.
"Zzz"
After a while, his loud snoring could be heard, and everyone was speechless for a moment.
"I am Dixian! One cup?!" Yu Wude said in shock.
"That's enough to keep you from getting drunk after a thousand cups! If it were us, wouldn't it be enough to keep you from getting drunk after tens of thousands of cups?" Zhao Changge looked confused.
"But... from a certain perspective, we all seemed to have guessed wrong." Lu Hao said slowly.
Indeed, their guesses of ten cups, five cups, or three cups ended up being poured down by one cup. They really lost the guess.
"Then let's punish ourselves, punish ourselves." Zhao Changge said sarcastically.
"hehe."
Wang Bugui helplessly shook his head and smiled, put Lan Chuan on the other side, and used Taoism to isolate his thunderous snoring.
Then he turned around and walked back, saying to everyone: "Leave him alone, let's get drunk first!!"