The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 70 The Return
More than ten days later, Mo Chengjun finally returned to Xinghe Sword Sect, and returned to his small courtyard behind the Zangfa Building.

The afternoon sun was still shining, he closed his eyes and rested on the recliner, and the mottled tree shadows fell on his eyes, face, and body.

He felt genuine warmth and peace of mind.

So, he took a nice nap, until someone rubbed a piece of goose feather on his face, and the itching feeling could no longer be restrained, he reluctantly squinted and opened one eye.

I saw a little girl with a double bun put her face close to her, and was smiling maliciously.

But it's Ba Ling'er's daughter, Ba Nishang!

Mo Chengjun said helplessly, "Xiao Ruier, is it fun?"

The little girl seemed to be taken aback, and immediately put her hands behind her back, quibbling: "What? I didn't do anything?"

"Then what's in your hand?"

"Is there? No?"

As she said that, she let go of her little hand, and the feather fell down, and stepped on her little foot, crushing it hard into the soil.

Then he raised his hands and said with a smile: "Godfather, what do you think? Nothing!"

"..." Mo Chengjun slapped his forehead, helpless.

At this time, someone from the side said: "Rui'er, go play on the side, I have something to talk to your godfather!"

"Okay."

The little girl ran away immediately, ran away on short legs, and jumped up and down with a cat cat.

It was given to Zhao Rulan by Baling'er, and has been raised for many years, but now he sees his little master running faster than anyone else.

But Mo Chengjun turned his head and looked at the other side of the tea tree. Baling'er was also on a reclining chair, twisting his body comfortably.

When Mo Chengjun looked over, he asked without raising his head, "You're back?"

"Yeah." Mo Chengjun replied, but didn't feel like talking:
Baling'er seemed to have sensed something, raised his head slightly, looked at it carefully, and said, "Why do I feel that something is different when you come back this time?"

"Is there?" Mo Chengjun said lazily as before:

Baling'er became more sure, he straightened his body, and asked, "Tell me, where did you go after this separation? What have you experienced?"

Mo Chengjun opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Or, he doesn't know what to say.

Could it be that you tell the other party that you are not from this world?

Did it come from outside the sky, or was it an old popsicle that had been sleeping for three thousand years?
In our world, humans can't fly into the sky, but they can drive a spaceship and land on the moon?
Not to mention whether Baling'er would believe it or not, that's all he really couldn't say.

Seeing Mo Chengjun's hesitation, Baling'er said straightforwardly: "If it's inconvenient to say it, don't say it.

Junior brother Mo, I just want to tell you that no matter what, you still have me as your friend and your sect as your backing.

This is your home! "

Mo Chengjun smiled: "I know."

Baling'er spoke again: "However, what needs to be said has to be said. This time, I really thank you."

Mo Chengjun was dissatisfied and said, "So? Just talk about it verbally?"

"Haha, of course that's not acceptable. Tonight, I'll treat everyone to dinner. Your sister-in-law has already prepared a big table of dishes. We won't go home until we're drunk."

As he spoke, he continued: "I also want to apologize for Ru Lan's petty thinking. I told her once that if something happened to me, it would be most useful to ask for your help.

It's just that I didn't expect that silly woman not to confess, but to use some tricks that won't be seen on the stage. For this, I apologize to you on her behalf. "

Mo Chengjun waved his hand: "You know, I don't mind."

"I know, but I don't want to let you and my brother have a gap because of this. So, speak up and be frank!"

This may be the reason why Baling'er and Mo Chengjun became good friends. Even with Mo Chengjun's defensiveness, he couldn't resist Baling'er's magnanimity.

Mo Chengjun smiled again, and his smile was much more comfortable: "Then how many more drinks will you drink with me tonight?"

"Alright, I'll accompany you to the end, Junior Brother Mo."

Hearing this title, Mo Chengjun suddenly turned his head and asked: "This time I went out, I finally learned one thing, it seems that the sect has a rule that monks of the same realm, the true biography is greater than the inner sect.

So, are you 'Mr. Mo' taking advantage of me?

My brother Ba? "

Yes, Baling'er is just an inner disciple, and Mo Chengjun is already a true disciple. If it follows the rules, Baling'er has to be called 'Brother Mo' no matter what!
But Baling'er never told him about this matter, and only found out after meeting Chu Xuexian and Zhao Wuchen.

This incident shows Mo Chengjun's narrow social circle, but there is no doubt that Baling'er also did it on purpose.

Sure enough, the smile on Baling'er's face froze slightly, and then he pulled his face and said, "Oh, no, I just forgot, well, we've known each other for so many years, it doesn't matter what we call it."

Mo Chengjun smiled 'hehe' and said, "It's okay, it's not a big deal, just, I want to hear you call 'Brother Mo'.

okay?
Master Ba! "

Baling'er couldn't even maintain a smile, and under Mo Chengjun's aggressive gaze, he suddenly turned his head and shouted: "Ahaha, your sister-in-law is still busy, I'll go back first, Ruier, Ruier Son, stop playing, let's go!"

With that said, he got up and ran away as if flying, without giving Mo Chengjun a chance to speak again.

And Mo Chengjun, looking at Baling'er's back, didn't say anything more, just grinned.

This time, he smiled naturally and happily.

……

It was night, in Balinger's mansion, a banquet started.

For this big banquet, Baling'er and Zhao Rulan also prepared for a long time. The dishes were carefully prepared by the chef of the best restaurant in Yunjian City. There are all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, not to mention rare and exotic animals, and there are many that are good for cultivation. medicated diet.

The wine is exchanged from the Zongmen's wine cellar, which can only be exchanged with contribution points. The spirit wine that has been dusty for at least a hundred years not only tastes great, but it is also aimed at monks, which can suppress mana fluctuations to a certain extent.

It is the wine that can really make monks drunk. It is called 'Peach Blossom Brew'.

As for the guests, they all knew acquaintances, and the rescue team of five came naturally.

Jindan real person Zhao Wuchen also brought his wife, a beautiful woman with white hair and elegant temperament, whose exact age could not be discerned.

The other four came together, and they all brought presents, which were not precious, but they were all sincere, most of them were for Ba Nishang, but the little girl Le Le couldn't close her mouth.

Besides, Xue Pan and his son also arrived. This time, the matter had nothing to do with them, but Xue Pan's act of helping each other still made Zhao Rulan recognize them more and was more willing to get close to them.

In the end it was Mo Chengjun, he was the most bachelor, riding a donkey empty-handed, he wobbled to the door.

It can be seen that he came to eat and drink.

Under the bright moon, a group of people sat around the square table.

When the dishes were served and the wine was filled, the wanton fragrance permeated the air, and all the guests salivated and their eyes lit up.

Most monks don't like appetite, but this doesn't mean that monks don't like to eat.

In fact, their sharper senses make them pay more attention to the quality of food and have higher requirements for dishes.

And such a table is enough to make them all look sideways.

This time, Baling'er narrowly escaped death, and he was most moved. He and Zhao Rulan first raised their wine glasses, said a few words from their hearts, and sincerely thanked everyone.

Then it was chatting, bragging and farting, with the wine of 'Peach Blossom Brewing' until the glass was drained, and the atmosphere was heightened after a while.

Well, even after three thousand years, even if the world has changed, the wine table culture seems to have remained the same.

And this banquet, Mo Chengjun is also considered the core, the object of everyone's drinking.

There is no way, his true identity, plus the supernatural power of lightning has been exposed, it is impossible to keep a low profile, he is naturally the object of everyone's curiosity, and also the center of everyone's support.

Especially when Baling'er was still hugging his shoulders, bragging about his past to everyone, saying what my brother was like in the past, which made everyone stunned.

To be honest, Mo Chengjun's past is actually lacklustre, and his experience is pitiful, but you can't help but look at it from a different angle!

Not to mention the 'Forty Great Limits', he still breaks through the legend of foundation establishment, just the three self-research secret records he handed in, and his identity as the reformer of "Hunyuan Qi" can make people look at each other with admiration.

Even Zhao Rulan and Xue Pan were both stunned, only then did they understand why Baling'er valued this brother so much?
Mo Chengjun knew that this was Balinger's 'revenge'.

'Revenge' he asked him to call him 'Senior Brother' in the afternoon, but you can't stop others from bragging at the wine table!

And, what to say?

Hearing others praise yourself, that's it, sorry, ahem, it's very cool!

Of course, at this time, other people's toasts have to be drunk.

To be honest, Mo Chengjun is a very restrained person, at least he doesn't like unrestrained drinking. As a man of science and technology, he doesn't like the feeling of losing control of his behavior.

However, sometimes I really can't stand the enthusiasm of others!

Especially Chu Xuexian, such a beautiful little girl, standing in front of you tenderly, holding up the wine glass, toasting you with blushing face.

Are you drinking?
Or drink?

Of course you have to drink it!
It has to be drunk to the brim!
And with this beginning, other people toast, do you want to drink?

If you don't drink, you look down on me, so what else can you do?
Drink it!

So, with the beginning, there is no end, and this drink, you have to drink too much!

Mo Chengjun didn't know how he got home. In a daze, he remembered that a soft body helped him back, wiped his face, washed his feet, took off his coat, and placed him on the bed. .

When I woke up the next day, it was already noon.

Wine is good wine, although I drank too much, but after waking up, my head didn't hurt and my body didn't shake, but I felt refreshed.

However, looking at the fairly tidy bed, he heaved a sigh of relief, at least there was no such thing as drunken sex.

On this day, Mo Chengjun went to the Four Seasons Peak again, but was stopped outside the bamboo house, and finally found Fairy Ruoli, only to find out that the Four Seasons Sword Master had not returned yet.

Obviously, she is still chasing and killing the evil ghost king.

Mo Chengjun was not disappointed, but went back to the small courtyard of his home, took out his experience notes in the study, and began to sort out his research direction, various topics that need to be studied urgently, and his future training plan.

(End of this chapter)