The Era of the Holy Body that Covers the Sky

Chapter 160 Old Friends Gathering
Chapter 157 Old friends get together
"I lost." Although Zhao Shuanglin was still a little unwilling, he was still convinced by the result because he still couldn't think of a way to solve Ji Pingran's move.

"Oh, it's not important." Ji Ping put his spear aside in the air, looked into Zhao Shuanglin's eyes and said with a smile: "Winning or losing this battle is no longer important to me, because I am who I am. It’s still me.”

Although Zhao Shuanglin didn't understand what Ji Pingluan had gone through, it didn't affect him from feeling the changes in Ji Pingluan and feeling Ji Pingluan's mood at the moment, so he planned to say something, but for a moment he didn't know what to say. , couldn't be comforted, Ji Pinglan didn't need comfort, so he stopped talking.

Ji Pingluan also discovered this, smiled freely, took back the magical spear named Wushuang to Lun Hai, and said: "Okay, the fight is over, it's time for us to go back."

Then, without waiting for Zhao Shuanglin to answer, he waved his hand to disperse the dark void that shrouded the mythical battlefield, cut through the void and flew towards the Big Dipper Star and the Ji family where he was born and raised.

It's just that he is no longer the person he was before, or in other words, he is no longer the person who only needs to be unparalleled in the world, but a person who has reached reconciliation with his past and allowed everyone to become him. part of him.

It may be a bit hard to pronounce, but that's what it says. Maybe it can be used, 'Untie the old shackles of the past, and you will know who I am today.' 'This is a poem to describe.

On the way, Ji Pingran thought in a funny way, "Will they not recognize me? Haha! Interesting!"

Zhao Shuanglin looked at Ji Pingluan who had disappeared into the mythical battlefield in the distance. He couldn't describe the feeling in his heart, but he also left immediately after Ji Pingluan left.

So when everything dissipated and all kinds of magic formations and magic weapons could be used again, the creatures from all over the universe found that the mythical battlefield was empty, and the two big figures who were fighting just now had disappeared without a trace.

They don't even know the final outcome, they can only speculate and argue.

"Sage Shuanglin must have won!"

"Yes! Not letting us know the result must be to save face for the Ji family!"

"Then why can't it be Master Ji who is saving face for Holy Lord Shuanglin?!"

Arguments come and go, but the results are unchangeable and are just words. They can't go to Ji Pinglan or Zhao Shuanglin for confirmation in person, right?If the person you ask is the loser, wouldn’t it just rub salt into someone’s wound?

The person involved has not been made public, but you are stupid enough to go up and ask, is it too disrespectful?Don’t you want to feel better?Even if someone is generous and doesn't care about you, if his subordinates and followers can't be kept intact, he will make trouble for you.

But if they can’t do it, someone can!

Just like Xia Qi, like Xia Wenji.
As soon as Zhao Shuanglin returned to the Immortal Mountain, Xia Qi and Xia Wenji surrounded him. They were not afraid of offending Zhao Shuanglin, so Xia Wenji asked directly: "Junior Brother Shuanglin, who are you and Uncle Pingluan?" Did you win?!”

"Yeah, who won? We asked dad, but dad shook his head and left without telling us. He also said that it doesn't matter who lost or won." Xia Qi followed Xia Wenji and asked him, and complained. A handful of summer.

"Yes, if you lose, you lose, and if you win, you win. How can it not matter?" Xia Wenji also agreed.

"Two senior brothers, Shuang Lin lost this time, but..." Zhao Shuanglin was interrupted by Xia Wenji before he finished speaking, "Oh! You really lost. I trust you so much that I don't hesitate to abandon you." Uncle laid a quasi-emperor dragon egg to bet on you."

"Okay!" Xia Qi quickly pulled Xia Wenji back, stopped Xia Wenji's bad behavior, and said to Zhao Shuanglin: "It's just what?" At the same time, he sent a message to Xia Wenji: "When will you give me that quasi-emperor dragon egg?" I?"

Zhao Shuanglin was not in a particularly good mood because he lost, and when he heard that Xia Qi and Xia Wenji actually used it to make bets, it made him even more worried. But after hearing what Xia Qi said, he still replied: "Master, did you say that?" Wrong, it doesn’t matter who wins or loses.”

"Why?"*2
The two people who had discussed how to eat this quasi-emperor dragon egg were directly attracted by Zhao Shuanglin's words. Xia Tian said this before, and Zhao Shuanglin said it now, so there must be something they don't know about this matter, so they got it. Come to such an unreasonable conclusion.

"I can't tell you exactly why. You'd better ask Master or Uncle Ji." Zhao Shuanglin shook his head and said, "But in my opinion, compared to winning or losing this battle, Master Both Lord Zun and Master Ji himself value the different things that Master Ji showed in this battle."

"You mean the way Uncle Pingluan looked after he took out the silver spear?" Xia Wenji thought for a moment and frowned.

"I think so." Zhao Shuanglin nodded in agreement, while Xia Qi was thoughtful at the side, and he seemed to understand something.

And what is Ji Pingluan, the real protagonist of this matter, doing at this moment?Where did Xia Tian go again, who could solve a few people's doubts?
Beidou, Donghuang, Southern Territory, Ji Family, a group of old men and women who are obviously seven or eight thousand years old, but all of them look like young people. They are sitting, lying or half-lying in the Ji family who have been running through the waves for endless years. Drinking and chatting by the water.

This scene has happened countless times in the past 7000 years. It's just that the two are far away from each other, the east and west flow, and finally the two meet again.

People are still the same people as before, and the water is still the same water as before. It's just that I want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus to drink with me, but in the end it's not the same as when I was young.

But today is indeed a little different. These old people have once again returned to their former glory of giving advice, writing passionately, judging the universe, and scolding Fang Qiu. It really makes me crazy as a teenager!
"Ha! You guys are so lucky today. I happen to have one of the top ingredients in the universe." Xia Tian suddenly stood up and laughed and cursed at Ji Pingran, Jiang Shiping and the others.

"Could it be?" Someone was about to speak out his guess, but was suppressed by other people's voices, "Bah, there is something good, why are you waiting for it, why don't you take it out quickly?!"

"That's right, that's right, you are Holy Emperor Dayu. Isn't it your duty to have good things? If you don't take it, is it difficult for us little monks to take it?!" Gu Yi directly picked up a stick on the ground and ate the rest. The meat and bones were thrown over and said with disdain.

Xia Tian dodged the bones thrown by Gu Yi in disgust, pointed at Gu Yi and said bitterly: "Damn! Gu! I will never have a share in you later!"

"Alas! The surname is Xia!" Gu Yi suddenly shouted, attracting everyone's attention. Just when everyone thought that Gu Yi was going to argue or have a fight with Xia Tian, ​​Gu Yi suddenly changed. She was so shy that she twisted her voice and said softly and pretentiously: "Lord Holy Emperor~~, don't be like others~~, hum~~"

"Yue! Huh~~" Xia Tian suddenly trembled all over. He was really disgusted, "Get out!"

"Lord Holy Emperor~~"

"Ha ha!!!"

"Haaaah uh haha!!!"

Ji Ping, Jiang Shiping and the others burst out laughing for a long time when they saw this scene. This was a familiar taste to them.Xia Tian looked at the laughing crowd and also laughed. Man, at this age and height, it is not easy to have a few close friends drink with you and laugh with you!If you don’t laugh at this time, what are you waiting for?

After laughing with a few people for a while, Xia Tian took out the Phoenix Blood Red Gold Cauldron, and then poured half a cauldron of divine spring water into it. Just as he was about to spit out Dao Fire, he saw Jiang Shiping walking up at this time and taking out the water from the wheel sea. A piece of wood, introduced: "This was dismantled by my great-grandfather from a phoenix nest suspected to be left by the immortal emperor."

"It's the perfect material for making fire."

Xia Tian heard the words and took a second look. There was indeed a special aura on it. It was normal for Emperor Hengyu to get this. After all, he once wanted to bait the Immortal Emperor. He must know a lot about the Immortal Emperor.

"Then I'll leave it to you to make the fire." Xia Tian patted Jiang Shiping's shoulder, and then walked to Ji Pingran who had already set up a chopping board. However, before he arrived, he heard Ji Pingran shout: "Why are you still standing there? !”

"Hurry up and take out the meat of Supreme Yuanlu!" Gu Yi also helped.

Seeing the two people singing along, Xia Tian nodded angrily and amusedly, but then he still smiled and took out a huge deer leg, put it on the chopping board, and said, "Is it so obvious?"

"Nonsense! Who doesn't know that your good apprentice killed Yuanlu Supreme?"

"Is it possible that Shuang Lin has something good, so he still dares to disrespect you as a master?" Ji Ping took out a dagger with cold light, injected it with the powerful power of an alternative enlightened person, and complained while cutting the venison.

"Alas! The flesh and blood of the Supreme Emperor! Who has enjoyed it in the past?" Gu Yi and several other people gathered around the deer leg and sighed in admiration.

A few people chatted for a while about the topic of supreme flesh and blood. Jiang Shiping had almost boiled the water, and Ji Pingluan had already cut the deer legs and started to boil them.

As soon as he put the venison into the pot (ding), Xia Tian found that everyone's eyes were fixed on him, and he couldn't help but wonder: "What's wrong?"

"What's the taste of meat boiled in water? Why don't you add some spices and condiments?" Ji Pingran was still more approachable after all. At this time, he just opened his mouth, and after he started, others also started to speak up. He also gave advice to Xia Tian.

"For example, Medicine King."

"For example, no. Medicine King." Gu Yi saw that Jiang Shiping first said Medicine King and then originally planned to say elixir, but after thinking about it, he said Medicine King.

"Are you looking for me too?"

"I took out the flesh of the Supreme Emperor?!" Xia Tian was a little dissatisfied and wanted to argue for a few words, but was blocked by Ji Ping.

"Nonsense! You are the Holy Emperor of Dayu who controls four restricted areas. How can we compare?"

"Fuck! A bunch of scammers!"

"King of the medicine, why don't I kill you by eating the medicine that won't kill you?!" Although Xia Tian cursed, he was not angry in his heart. It was not that he had any masochism, but that only those who cheated each other were true friends. There are really not many people who dare to laugh and curse with him without treating him as the Holy Emperor.

So Xia Tian still took out a few Medicine King plants and put them in. After thinking about it, he took out a half-length Long Live Immortal Medicine and put it in. After all, these old friends are more than 7000 years old, even the quasi-emperor He only had about 2000 years of life left, and he didn't lack this half-elixir anyway.

Slowly, as the wood in the lair where the Phoenix lived burned, the rich fragrance began to float out. The essence in the cauldron was like mist, which was very tempting.

At this time, several people had lost the motivation to chat and joke. They all stared at the Phoenix Blood Red Gold Cauldron. Finally, following Xia Tian's voice, they all gathered around the cauldron.

Just when Xia Tian was about to serve out the prepared Black Turtle Yuanlu Soup for everyone to enjoy, Gu Yi suddenly interrupted, "How can we have such good meat but no worthy wine?"

I saw a wine bottle suddenly appearing in Gu Yi's hand. As he spoke, he walked to the Phoenix Blood Red Gold Cauldron and looked at everyone with a smile.

"Lao Gu, what kind of wine is this?" Xia Tian stared at the jug. He felt a very strong Ji Dao aura from the jug, and the entire body of the pot was sealed by the Ji Dao law.

"It's a jug of old wine left by my great-grandfather. According to records, the main ingredient is a dragon-veined holy spirit."

"It's almost 5 years ago."

"We must have a taste of this peerless fairy brew."

Gu Yi's great-grandfather was the great emperor who established the Guhua Dynasty. Most likely, Jiang Shiping's great-grandfather was the same person, that is, Emperor Hengyu who left Zhongzhou. The wine he left behind was worthy of such a feast.

After that, the pot was opened to get wine, and the meat was poured into the spoons. A few people drank happily and ate wantonly. Needless to say, it was beautiful and tasted. It was just pity for the three left-behind children in the Immortal Mountain that they could not enjoy such delicious food. Delicious food, this peerless wine.

There weren’t many people at this gathering of old friends, but they were close enough to laugh and curse as much as they wanted. There wasn’t much wine, but the old friend brought me the Emperor’s Immortal Brew, which was fresh, sweet and satisfying. The main meal was simple to prepare, but the ingredients were The supreme flesh and blood of the Imperial Way is a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

Therefore, everyone in the summer enjoys such a wonderful banquet, but there is no banquet in the world that never ends.

Although everyone was still reluctant to leave when they dispersed the next day, and when they parted, they agreed to meet again next time, but the next time is just the next time. No one can know when that time will be or what kind of situation it will be like.

At the end of the Jishui River, only Xia Tian and Ji Pingluan were left. They were speechless. They drank the remaining wine in the cup. Xia Tian also waved his hand and left here, returning to the Mountain of Immortality.

Ji Pinglan was left alone to look at the waves of Ji Shui and the silk of the years.

PS: I had a drink with an old friend today, so I wrote this chapter out of curiosity. Please forgive me.

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