"Mu'er, don't go to intercept High Heavens this time," Madam Si said in a low voice.
Qin Mu was hurrying to refine spirit pills to feed the flood dragons. He had to prepare more spirit pills for this long journey, so he was slightly stunned when he heard her words. He smiled and said, "Granny, I was the one who invited them, so how can I not go?"
Madam Si shook her head and said, "You are only on Six Directions Realm, so if you don't go, they won't gossip. For this battle, High Heavens will probably turn out in full force. There aren't only the four sovereigns of High Heavens, there are also other gods … If we lose, return to Great Ruins and don't come out for the rest of your life. "
Qin Mu's face dimmed, and he was about to say something when Village Chief's voice came from afar. "Old Woman Si, don't worry about him, let him follow!"
Madam Si saw Village Chief chatting happily with a bunch of old men and women and couldn't help becoming furious. "Mu'er's cultivation is still low, so it's useless even if he goes!"
"How is it useless?"
Village Chief turned his head back and smiled. "Someone has to collect the corpses, right granny?"
Madam Si was slightly stunned and didn't say anything else.
Someone had to collect the corpses, no matter if it was an enemy or one of their own.
The laughter of a group of old men and old ladies came from afar. Village Chief and his old friends were chatting very happily. Tuxing Feng talked about their embarrassing past and made everyone laugh loudly. It made the old men and old ladies laugh until their faces were flushed red from laughing.
They had many stories to talk about. Back then, they had braved through fire and water and fought side by side, so there were many things worth remembering. Ever since Village Chief was crippled and his lofty aspirations had sunk, he had become an old cripple in Disabled Elderly Village that couldn't be moved by thunder or rain. There was no trace of the human emperor in the world, and his comrades had also sunk into depression. They no longer appeared in the world and didn't interact with each other anymore.
Now that Village Chief had returned, they had also come by invitation. Even though they were already old, reuniting with old friends seemed to bring them back to the days when they were burning with passion.
Qin Mu looked at them. These happy old people all had their own personalities, and some of them weren't cheerful people. For example, Hermit Qing You looked at everyone as though they owed him money, yet now he was grinning from ear to ear.
Every single one of them had a lofty status. Some of them were the leaders of the underground races, some of them were immortals, some of them were monsters worshiped by the people in the temples, and some of them carried their subjects on their backs and traveled freely in the ocean.
People who were completely unrelated to each other had gathered together because of a Human Emperor's Seal.
Village Chief was in high spirits as he said to everyone, "Let the blood in our hearts burn and relive the past. Let's fight until the heavens and earth are turned upside down!"
Hermit Qing You laughed until tears streamed down his face. "Burn my ass! Your lifespan will end next year, right? Can it still burn? "
"Do Koyu-kyo Immortals also swear? If you have the guts, try spouting vulgarities in Little Jade Capital! Qing You, you only have a few more years to burn. Soon, you will be finished like me! "
The group of old things laughed loudly and stomped their feet. Willow Immortal laughed until her eyes narrowed into slits as she gasped for breath. "Do you still remember back then? When we talked about fighting, Little Qing ran the fastest. He didn't run to fight, but to hide! "
"You weren't any better than me. You always curled up into a ball! "
The old things laughed loudly again and exposed each other's shortcomings. "Little Qing even liked Fairy Xue Qi and chased her so happily back then!"
"That's right, that's right, I remember that. That fellow's face is really thick! Bah! "
"That day when Fairy Xue Qi died in battle, Little Qing cried like a man made of tears."
No one laughed when this was said. Suddenly, Hermit Qing You wailed loudly, making the atmosphere incomparably awkward. Tuxing Feng scratched his messy hair and suddenly sighed. "I remember Daoist Lu Feng. I had the best relationship with him, and he died for me. He blocked the enemy's killing blow for me …"
Everyone fell silent. After a moment, the old things laughed again, and the awkwardness from earlier vanished without a trace.
Qin Mu shook his head and executed Secrets of Dragon Control. The flood dragons transformed into behemoths that were several miles long, and everyone boarded the backs of the flood dragons.
The manor was empty.
They rode the dragons and flew back to Great Ruins. The Butcher on the dragon's back threw wine jars over. The strong practitioners of the older generation hugged them and drank to their heart's content. Laughter rang out from time to time. The Butcher raised the wine jar high and laughed loudly. "Drink three hundred cups in one go!"
On the back of another dragon, Cripple was crying his eyes out. "I'm not a grand guest like you guys. I'm just a petty thief, so why should I act like a hero with you guys?"
Old Rulai looked at Old Ma and said in a low voice, "Great Thunderclap Monastery still needs you, so go back. I'll be fine here."
"You are Rulai, and I'm also Rulai. You know my intentions," Old Ma said indifferently.
Old Rulai was slightly stunned. "What if you and I can't come back? What about Great Thunderclap Monastery? What about dharma? "
Old Ma put his palms together, and there were twenty kinds of treasures on his face. "I won't let down dharma, I won't let you down."
Old Rulai instantly understood his intentions. "Excellent. Whether Rulai is here or not, dharma is there. It doesn't exist because of Rulai, and it doesn't perish because of Rulai. If you comprehend it, you are Rulai, but if you can't, you are a fake monk. "
Qin Mu was on the back of a dragon with Village Chief and the rest. Qin Mu looked at Village Chief continuously, and he finally couldn't resist asking in a low voice, "Village Chief, has the divine bridge been repaired?"
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