An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Chixuan Holy Land, a relatively young Holy Land.

Saying it is young does not mean that Chixuan Holy Land has existed for a short time, but because it is relatively young compared to other holy places with a long history.

Not only that, compared to the illustrious reputation of other holy places throughout the continent, Chixuan Holy Land appears to be very low-key. Under normal circumstances, there is almost no news about them on the road.

Even when there are events with a relatively large impact on the mainland, they rarely appear.

Under normal circumstances, the disciples of the Chi Xuan Sect are very good at traveling on the mainland, let alone the disciples who have left a great reputation on the mainland.

It is often forgotten by mainland monks, and even when people mention the Holy Land, they often forget it.

But even such an existence can still maintain its status as a holy land, which shows its strength and heritage.

Fang Ping cupped his hands and said, "It turns out that I am a fellow Taoist from Chixuan Holy Land. I am disrespectful and disrespectful."

At this time, Tu Lie's eyes finally glowed with clarity. After Fang Ping reminded him, he finally understood why he felt familiar when he heard Chi Xuan.

"Chixuan Holy Land, you turned out to be from Chixuan Holy Land. No wonder I think you have an extraordinary temperament." Tu Lie was slightly startled at first, and looked at Muge, who smiled honestly and waved his hands modestly, but still ate meat. With a curious look on his face he said:

"Is your Imperial Holy Land so strict with its disciples that you won't even let you eat barbecue? This is too abominable."

When Mu Ge heard this, he nodded fiercely: "That's right. If I hadn't met two Taoist friends today, I wouldn't have known that barbecue could be so delicious."

Muge, who had bulging cheeks and slurred speech, obviously agreed with Muge's words. However, in order to taste the aroma of barbecue, he deliberately did not use any external force and just chewed hard with his good teeth.

Fang Ping had a black line on his head and silently raised his head to look into the void. He didn't know what the two guardians Tu Lie and Muge would think when they heard their words.

Tu Lie brought a pot of wine to Muge: "Don't just eat. Eating meat and drinking wine is what life is."

"Is this wine?" Muge swallowed part of the meat in his mouth with difficulty, letting the essence come out from the pores on his body, and curiously picked up the wine bottle.

Tu Lie suddenly seemed to have discovered a new world, and said with an exaggerated expression: "No, no, you haven't even drank wine, no, you have never seen wine at all?"

"No, I've never seen it or drank it before!" Muge looked a little embarrassed.

Tu Lie said: "Then what do you drink on weekdays? Don't tell me that all you do is eat wind, drink dew, and have light tea and light meals all day long."

Muge scratched his head in embarrassment: "Master and senior brother are all like this, shouldn't monks be like this?"

Tu Lie slapped his forehead hard and said with a speechless expression: "Poor, what a pitiful child. Don't worry, you will follow my brother from now on. I will make sure you enjoy the food and drink spicy food."

He excitedly moved his position to come to Mu Ge, snatched the small wine bottle from Mu Ge, and then took out three wine jars from the storage ring and placed one in front of the three of them: "Come on, come on, You are lucky to have met your brother today. Let the three of us drink to our heart’s content and we will not come home until we are drunk.”

Then, under Fang Ping's astonishment and Muge's excited expectation and somewhat curious gaze, Tu Lie poured two large bowls of wine, one for himself and another bowl for Muge.

While pouring the wine, he glanced at Fang Ping. Fang Ping poured himself a bowl with a wry smile: "That's right, we brothers hit it off as soon as we met, so we'll have a good drink today."

The three of them picked up the wine bowls that reflected the bright moon and banged them together. Although it seemed that the gentle Muge was a little unfamiliar with the wine-touching movements, when the three wine bowls were banged together, the bright moon in the wine seemed to be drunk. It also started to sway.

Following the example of Fang Ping and Tu Lie, Muge drank the wine in the bowl in one breath. Muge bared his teeth and said, "Is this the taste of the wine? It seems pretty good."

"Hehe, this is a high-quality wine that I have collected for many years, brother. I only gave it to my Azu for three pots. How about it? Doesn't it taste great?"

"It is sweet, mellow and has an endless aftertaste. It is indeed a delicacy in the world. It is just the first time for brothers Muge to drink. You must do what you can and don't get drunk." Fang Ping advised.

Tu Lie was a heartless guy. He was like a little white rabbit like Muge. He poured wine from a big bottle of wine when they first met. He was not afraid of being blamed by Muge's protectors.

But Fang Ping couldn't do it. Looking at Muge's behavior, he was completely inexperienced in the world and didn't have much experience in the outside world. He was just a little white rabbit who was perfectly cared for by the sect and elders.

If he and Muge drink together, there will be no explanation if Muge's guardians shoot them to death as impure-minded guys.

"It's just a jar of wine, how can you get drunk?" Tu Lie said.

"I've never seen what it feels like to be drunk." Muge asked curiously.

Afraid that Tu Lie would instill some strange knowledge into Mu Ge, Fang Ping quickly said: "Everyone's drunk situation is different. Some people will go crazy when they are drunk. They will be dissatisfied with the sky and the earth, and they want to poke a hole in the sky. Some people just fall asleep without making any noise when they are drunk.”

"Yes, just like me, brother. If I were not drunk, I would be an ordinary Nascent Soul monk. If I was drunk, even if I saw a Mahayana monk, I would dare to scold him and talk to the heavens. Three Hundred Rounds of Immortal War."

Mu Ge's eyes lit up: "Wow, getting drunk can have such an effect, then I must get drunk today to see if I can be as powerful as you, Brother Tu Lie."

As he said that, he actually bit the barbecue in his mouth, picked up the wine jar and began to pour wine: "Two brothers, come and pour the wine and drink together."

Fang Ping looked up at the sky again in silence, always feeling guilty for helping the tyrants and forcing good women into prostitution.

But he quickly put aside all other emotions in his heart. Since everyone was so close and dedicated, they could just get drunk and sing. Why bother to think about those messy things.

So, the three of them raised their big bowls again and drank another bowl.

It must be said that Tu Lie's wine is really good. When brewing the wine, he must have used a lot of rare spiritual fruits and herbs and other rare treasures. Every bowl of wine that Fang Ping drank not only made him feel the spicy and mellow taste of the wine, but also a stream of pure energy that spread throughout his body along with the wine.

The three of them ate meat and drank wine while chatting, and occasionally they would play finger-guessing games and sing songs. It didn't look like they were meeting for the first time, but rather like old friends reuniting after a long separation.