The night sky of the Divine Seal Throne was as cool as water. The bonfire shone brightly, the stars twinkled, and the clear moon swirled. It was a beautiful scene. For more exciting novels, please go.
The flames of the Elder Supreme Cauldron roiled, blazing fiercely.
Xuanyuan tore off a large piece of roasted dragon meat and tossed it to Ba Ji. Ba Ji caught it, and without any hesitation, she opened her mouth and ate, not caring about her image as a princess.
The way Peng Fei and Yi Yi ate was even more amusing. Crazy Ji ate until his hands were greasy, and a layer of grime had formed on his pitch-black hands. From time to time, he would wipe his hands on his patched monk's robe, and eventually, he managed to clean them up quite a bit.
Each person poured a large bowl of Drunken Immortal Brew and drank it in large mouthfuls.
The cool breeze was slightly intoxicating.
Xuanyuan let out a breath that reeked of alcohol, then glanced at Crazy Ji. He didn't look down on his tattered clothes, but rather respectfully asked with a smile, "Great Master Crazy Ji, which temple are you from?"
"Aiyo, this poor monk is all alone, without a sect or sect. I've wasted three thousand years, and I've come here in a daze. Homes are everywhere." As Crazy Ji spoke, he ate the dragon meat and drank the wine in his bowl. From time to time, he would use his pitch-black fingers to pick at the shredded meat between his teeth, making a sizzling sound. Ba Ji frowned as she watched. Xuanyuan and Peng Fei both came from poor backgrounds, so they didn't mind. Yiyi didn't think much of it either. She continued to pick at the dragon meat and eat.
"Alright, then Great Master Crazy Ji, where are you coming from, and where are you going? For us to run into each other like this, it must be fate. " Xuanyuan took a big bite of the dragon meat. The life essence contained within was incredibly dense, and an ordinary person would need many days to digest a piece of meat. Xuanyuan's was like a bottomless pit that couldn't be filled, but it didn't matter. The dragon meat was indeed very nutritious, and the heavenly treasures that Peng Fei had placed in it were very tasty and nourishing.
"From a place without wine and meat, to a place with wine and meat …" At this moment, Crazy Ji was already drunk. He sat cross-legged, one hand holding a piece of meat, the other holding a cup of wine, free and unfettered.
"Aiya, Xuanyuan, this is just a monk who drinks and meat. Do you really think he's some high monk? Did you hear about Daoist Ji and Hidden Spirit Temple from somewhere, so you wanted to ask? Why don't we just wait until we get to the Ancient Vajra Temple and ask your friends? What does a crazy monk like him know? " Peng Fei had drunk a little too much, and he was slurring his words. His chubby face was flushed red, and even Yiyi looked drunk. For more exciting novels, please go to.
Crazy Ji chuckled, glanced at Peng Fei, and said, "You're right, this humble Daoist is a monk who drinks and meat. I eat and drink, and live a carefree life. Unlike them, who humiliate themselves. In the world of mortals, everyone has their own cultivation. This humble monk doesn't cultivate anything else, only fate."
Xuanyuan's expression changed, and he exclaimed, "What? Fate? Li Xiuyuan? "
"What Li Xiuyuan? This humble Daoist is talking about fate. Do you understand? What we cultivate is fate. How foolish. Fate comes and goes, and fate comes and goes." Crazy Monk Ji laughed at Xuanyuan. His voice was calm and unhurried, and his words were filled with carefreeness.
Xuanyuan came to a sudden realization, and only then did he regain his composure. He tried to use the 'Samsara Cycle' to listen to Crazy Monk Ji's thoughts, but he didn't hear anything. All he heard was a blank space. Xuanyuan knew that Crazy Monk Ji was unfathomable, and that he wasn't as simple as he seemed.
"So that's how it is. I didn't think that Buddhism would have such a thing as fate." Xuanyuan cupped his hands and smiled. "This humble one is ignorant and inexperienced. I am truly ashamed."
"Look, look. It's so late at night, with such beautiful scenery, good wine, and good meat, and yet they're still walking on foot. Don't you think they're foolish? Why must they humiliate themselves like this? Hey, Senior Martial Brothers, come, come, let's drink some wine and eat some meat. It's nourishing. The men can boost your vigor, and the women can stimulate your breasts. Monk Ji, this is perfect for you. "Crazy Monk Ji laughed heartily as he called out to the senior monk who was walking on foot, his face full of smiles.
Rings of Buddhist light soared into the heavens, and a Buddhist voice could be heard. "The sea of bitterness has no bounds. Repent and you will be saved. Lay down the butcher's knife, and pass the law to become a Buddha. The Three-Headed Dragon has committed evil, and this is its evil retribution. However, you have all broken the precepts and fallen into the next cycle of karma.
Excellent, excellent … "They didn't bicker with Crazy Monk Ji, and the monk who had been offended remained unperturbed. He didn't say a word as he continued walking.
Crazy Monk Ji waved the dragon meat in his hand and sighed. His eyes became misty as he smiled. He looked at Xuanyuan and said, "Do you see? Foolish, this poor monk won't say anymore. This poor monk will eat meat and drink wine. "
Xuanyuan smiled casually and said, "In the three thousand mortal worlds, ten thousand Daos rise and fall. Everyone walks a different path. There's no such thing as foolish or not foolish. You just have to stick to your own path and have a clear conscience. Come, come, let's drink wine and eat meat. Today, we must not leave until we're drunk."
"Well said, let's drink wine and eat meat." Peng Fei laughed heartily. He felt his vision blur, and Yiyi began to sway unsteadily. "Strange, why is the Drunken Immortal Brew so strong today? This old Daoist is going to fall asleep …"
Ba Ji and Xuanyuan were the same. After eating and drinking a few mouthfuls, they all fell asleep on the warm sand.
Only Crazy Monk Ji stood up shakily from his chair and walked towards Xuanyuan. He shook his chair a few times, his eyes extremely sober. After pausing for a moment, he returned to his drunken state and said, "Aiyo, how can a youngster's tolerance for alcohol be so poor? I originally wanted to probe your sea of knowledge to see how you knew that I was a Sacred Ancestor of the Gate of Fate, but now that I think about it, forget about it. Everything is fate. Today, I ate your meat and wine, so fate has formed between us. So, before I leave, I'll give you a great gift. You will thank me for the rest of your life for giving you such a great fate."
As Crazy Monk Ji spoke, he pulled Xuanyuan towards Ba Ji. He had Xuanyuan wrap one arm around her waist, and then he thrust his hand upwards from beneath her armor, allowing Xuanyuan's hand to truly touch Ba Ji's majestic Holy Maiden Peak. Fortunately, Xuanyuan's hand wasn't stained with grease.
After doing all of this, Crazy Ji was about to leave, but seeing that this position wasn't appropriate, he pushed Xuanyuan into Ba Ji. The two of them were tightly pressed together, allowing Xuanyuan's mouth to kiss Ba Ji's red lips. Seeing that the two of them were sleeping soundly like immortal dao companions, Crazy Ji happily left, singing a strange tune. "Everyone knows that immortals are great, but only beauties can't be forgotten. I can't be forgotten, I can't be forgotten. Every moment is worth a thousand pieces of gold. This old monk won't disturb you anymore. Oh, wait, I'll kindly accept this dragon meat and Drunken Immortal Brew. This is fate, and this monk can't just casually pull it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the roasted dragon meat and the remaining Drunken Immortal Brew were taken away by Crazy Ji.
The fragrance of the dragon meat lingered in the air, and the smell of alcohol permeated the air. Their battle flames burned until dawn, never going out.
Xuanyuan felt dizzy and confused. He felt as if he was holding something in one hand. It was as smooth as jade, and he felt a wave of warmth from his other hand. Xuanyuan subconsciously touched it a few times, and then he felt as if there was something stuck to his mouth. When he opened his eyes and woke up, he saw that he and Ba Ji were tightly pressed together. They were wrapped around each other, and he was kissing her. One of his hands was around her waist, and the other was on her chest. Just as Xuanyuan's heart was beating wildly, Ba Ji also opened her eyes.
Xuanyuan's heart violently twitched, and he wanted to die. "Oh my god, which bastard did this? How could I have lost control of myself after drinking so much? The Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother of the West, someone must have framed me."
Ba Ji's fair cheeks flushed red, and she stared at Xuanyuan in disbelief. Yesterday, she would rather die than submit, so why did she take the initiative to make a move on him today? Xuanyuan gritted his teeth. Based on his understanding of Ba Ji, there was no way he could explain this situation. If he immediately pulled himself away and said that he hadn't done it, Ba Ji definitely wouldn't believe him. At that time, he would definitely not be able to avoid a beating, and he would lose all face. He steeled his heart and pressed down on Ba Ji's body, fiercely kissing her.
Ba Ji's body trembled a few times as if she had been electrocuted. Her hands, which were originally clenched into fists, gradually began to loosen. She wrapped her arms around Xuanyuan, and her tongue began to cater to Xuanyuan. Two soft and slippery snakes entangled together, and the two of them breathed rapidly. Their blood and qi surged, and from her bosom, she allowed Xuanyuan's hands to ravage and play with them. Her face was already completely red, and from her delicate nose, she let out faint moans.
After a moment, Xuanyuan looked at Ba Ji and said, "I've taken revenge. You said that as long as I have the ability to press down on you, you will do as I say. But first, you are not allowed to hit me after this, and we are even."
Ba Ji bit her red lips with her pearly white teeth. Before she could send Xuanyuan flying, Xuanyuan had already withdrawn.
Ba Ji's face was bright red. She looked at Xuanyuan and gritted her teeth. This was too hateful, but she had nothing to say.
At that moment, Peng Fei and Yiyi also woke up. When they discovered that the wine and meat were gone, Peng Fei howled, "Heavens, my dragon meat! Many of my natural treasures were infused into it! Damn it! That Monk Jiu Rou must have taken it all away! Isn't he afraid of bursting himself to death?"
Yi Yi, on the other hand, was rubbing his round tummy with a satisfied look on his face.
Xuanyuan acted as if nothing had happened. He coughed a few times and said, "Alright, we've rested for a night. Let's get ready to set off. In any case, it's just some wine and meat. If Crazy Grandmaster Ji likes it, he can take it. We can't finish all of it anyway."
"Dammit, that Monk Jiu Rou. The next time I see him, I'll definitely beat him to death," Peng Fei said viciously.
However, the most depressed person present was Ba Ji. She glared fiercely at Xuanyuan. "Just you wait, you'll be in for a good time."
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