The crowd of guests quietly disappeared

"..." Ge Lanhua looked back and said that the old man immediately lost his temper and dared to say one more word. She could only curse in her heart that this girl was in a mood like March.

Heaven is sometimes good and sometimes bad, and there is no definite answer, making it difficult for people to figure it out.

At this time, Tianjiao Mountain was filled with guests and disciples.

The old patriarch also used the original Ganoderma lucidum brought from the upper world to boil pot after pot of clear water Zhi Zhi soup, so that it could be delivered to every disciple of the sect, which can be said to be a share for everyone who sees it.

When those disciples who were not of high rank saw the soup brought by Duan Qinghuan, their noses became sore, their throats swelled, and their eyes turned deeply red with emotion.

From ancient times to the present, most of the generals who achieved great success and withered away thousands of bones, had limited resources, and differentiated classes were all taken over by people with high martial arts realms. The respect of the upper world regarded them as the garbage produced by martial arts, on the same level as the cattle, horses, dogs, and hyenas.

No different.

The old patriarch of the original lineage of the upper world remembered them...

The old patriarch took Long Taotao, Snow Elegy and Chu Ling, who was reluctant to let go of the little treasure, walked to the edge of Tianjiao Mountain. With a glass of mellow wine, they paid respect to the gods of the world and the four directions. The mountains and rivers have spirits, and they also paid respect to the disciples of this sect.

"Xiaoyue is in your sect. Thank you for taking care of her. I will never forget the kindness of the sea area."

The old patriarch is not in good health and usually abstains from alcohol, but now he is happy and with tears in his eyes he pays homage to these people who are willing to go through life and death for Xiaoyue.

The strong drink is as cold as fire in the stomach, and the chest is full of acrid and uncomfortable taste.

But he smiled very happily, drank again and again, and said good things about Xiaoyue to everyone he met. I only regretted that he only found out about it now.

Long Taotao knew about his grandfather's physical condition, but had no intention of stopping him.

What he means is——

Rather than his grandfather living in numbness and pain, he would rather his grandfather die in happiness.

Chu Yue could tell at a glance that Grandpa Yuan Yuan was not in good health, and thought of Grandpa Beizhou, who also had old wounds.

She quietly disappeared among the crowd of guests.

"Sister Xiaoyue, are you looking for me?" Xiao Li stepped over.

Chu Yue stood in the study on the mountain, holding a langhao pen dipped in ink in her hand, and wrote down dozens of medicinal materials eloquently and vigorously through the back of the paper.

"Call Senior Sister Tu and Senior Sister Ye to look for these medicinal materials and herbs. The sect's herb pavilion has most of them, and I think we have to go out for the rest. Time is tight, so try to get them within an hour.

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"yes!"

Xiao Li took the rice paper filled with medicinal herbs and walked out from the side door. With a snap of his fingers, Ye Ying and Tu Weiwei put down their bowls and chopsticks and walked out taking advantage of the excitement.

Chu Yue closed her eyes, looked inside her internal organs, and wandered away for a moment.

Her current cultivation level is still in the Return to Ruins realm.

When you reach the Guixu realm, you need to condense the stars and the Guixu Pill to be considered a complete and qualified practitioner.

As for the strength of the Gui Xu realm practitioners, it is purely based on the Gui Xu pill. Different talents and strengths will condense different Gui Xu pills in the soul, and this shows the importance of being down-to-earth.

The more steady and steady a person is, and the further they practice, they will be able to feel the difference in martial arts and state of mind.

The moment when the Guixu Pill condenses is uncertain, and no one knows when it will condense.

Some people just broke through to the Return to Ruins Realm.

And there are people who spend their whole lives with withered bones under the grave, still chanting about the unfinished Guixu Pill.

Chu Yue saw that her soul had no intention of concentrating, so she opened her eyes and looked at the people mingling with each other under the afterglow from the window of the study room on the mountain.

In the glow, there is a noble and evil man in a red robe, tied with a scarf, and the sleeves of the robe are stacked up to the elbows, revealing two arms as white as snow and jade, and the mask on his face is a bit light.

sense of dissonance.

He was like a god who had fallen into the dust of fireworks, only to be stunned once for her.

"Young Master, where have you been hiding? You are the protagonist today, how can you not drink?"

"Junior Sister Ye, there will be an opening ceremony for your Full Moon Wine later. You have to go there in person."

"..."

A group of sect disciples gathered around and dragged Chu Yuesheng out.

Unopened osmanthus wine is placed on the carved sandalwood table.

The old patriarch took a piece of red silk and put it on Chu Yue's shoulders.

"According to the rules in the north of the upper world, you should personally open the full-moon wine for the guests on the day of the wedding. This jar of wine has been delayed for ninety thousand years. Today, in front of the friends of the sect, it will be given to you by Xiaoyue.

Come and open it yourself, okay?"

Wear red silk to wish for a happy new year.

Peace and prosperity every year.

This is the meaning of full moon wine and a blessing from family members.

And every piece of red silk symbolizes a blessing.

The day when Chu Nanyin got her hairpin——

In the territory of Dachu, red silk is fluttering.

The night is brightly lit, and the sky is filled with fireworks.

She is the only and happiest princess in Dachu.

Snow Elegy placed a piece of red silk and good wine and food on Yun Hui's tombstone.

The fingertips gently rubbed the surface of the monument as cold as water.

"Xiaoyue is opening the first-year wine today. As Xiaoyue's master, you should keep a close watch on the underground."

"Since you are Master Xiaoyue, you are my brother. I heard that after you leave, you will become one of the thousands of stars in the night. If there are stars, go and shine on the origin of the upper world. There, you will be worshiped forever.

As a distinguished guest."

No one responded to her, and the wind remained the same.

Xue Elegy's gentle brows are mixed with extra gratitude.

Yun Hui must have been an interesting person worthy of admiration during his lifetime.

In this world, talents emerge in large numbers and are replaced by new generations like bamboo shoots after a rain.

But after his death, he was the only one who could become famous in the three realms.

The deceased is gone.

But he Yunhe will stand in the heavens and offer sacrifices to thousands of people!

Chu Yue was wrapped in red silk. She looked down, took a deep breath, and then took off the seal of the osmanthus wine.

The fragrance fills the mountain and crisps human bones.

Ninety thousand years to bury Bodhi!

"You have to drink the first sip of wine yourself." The old patriarch said with hope.

The next moment, the old patriarch's eyes were as big as bells.

Chu Yue picked up the wine jar and drank it all in one gulp.

No more, no less, no bias, just the right amount.

Not even a drop is left!

Everyone around them was as if they were turned to stone. They thought of thousands of possibilities, but they didn't expect that there was no difference between a mouthful of this guy and a jar.

Chu Yue blinked her golden eyes twice, looked at the messy crowd in the wind with confusion, frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Did I drink too early?"

"No..." Zuo Tianmeng said, "Chu Bao, it's not like you drank too early. You clearly drank too much."

"Cough...cough cough cough..." The old patriarch coughed a few times, his face turned red. I don't know whether it was from drinking or because he was so cute by the new granddaughter he met, but the smile in the old man's eyes was...

No matter what, I can't stop it.

"Master Ye, you are so fierce." Qing Chongxiao said beside Ye Zun.

Ye Zun smiled slightly, "Very cute, right?"

Qing Chongxiao: "..." He was afraid that his conscience would hurt.

If she knew that His Highness had once bought a candied haws on a stick and turned it into a straw shelf full of candied haws on a stick, she would probably sigh that this wonderful thing is so different but similar in approach but not a family.
Chapter completed!