"May I ask what happened?"
The black-robed Hong Jun frowned and was very confused. He was sure that the topic everyone was talking about was related to him. He couldn't help but pull a dark-skinned and burly bull demon.
When did I have a special relationship with a monk? And two monks?
The black-robed Hong Jun didn't think that he would do such a ridiculous thing. He was the strongest in the original world … the strongest in the past. He was high and mighty, presiding over the Purple Cloud Palace. He had an extraordinary state of mind and status.
Even if he was drunk, there shouldn't be anything outrageous happening.
"Lord Hong Jun, I don't know anything."
The burly bull demon shook his head and said.
He wasn't watching the live broadcast of the banquet, but the live broadcast of the banquet.
After the banquet ended, what happened at the banquet had already been spread by the people who watched the live broadcast. There were two types of people who still didn't know what happened at the banquet. One was the drunk black-robed Hong Jun, and the other was the people who were in seclusion and didn't receive the news from the outside world.
Who knew if Hong Jun would bear a grudge against him if he exposed his embarrassing behavior at the banquet?
"This is a fifth-grade elixir pill. Tell me what you know, and it's yours."
The black-robed Hong Jun took out an azure jade bottle from his sleeve and placed it in the burly bull demon's hand.
Even before he signed the Firmament List, he was already an expert at the pinnacle of the ninth rank. He didn't need a fifth-grade elixir pill for his cultivation. The reason why he brought it with him was to gather information.
If he found a low-level Wanjie Lou's customer with a fifth-grade elixir pill, he could almost find out everything that the customer knew.
"This …?"
The burly bull demon looked at the azure jade bottle in the black-robed Hong Jun's hand and hesitated for a moment before putting it away.
He was just an ordinary bull demon who was only at the third rank. Putting aside the effect of a fifth-grade elixir pill, even if he sold it to Wanjie Lou, he could still earn a lot of Value Points, which could be used to buy a high-level demonic cultivation technique.
Moreover, as long as the black-robed Hong Jun asked around, he would definitely find out what happened at the banquet. At this moment, it would be a waste if he didn't earn a fifth-grade elixir pill.
As for whether or not Black Robe Hong would bear a grudge against him, he couldn't care less.
"You got drunk at the banquet and got into a fight with two monks …"
The burly ox demon said slowly.
"What did you say?"
At the same time, in the headquarters of the Shaolin Temple, the floor sweeping monk was so furious that his eyes were about to split open. He suddenly stood up from the dark yellow cattail hassock and looked at the virtual image in front of him in a trance.
The person riding on Buddha Tathagata was him?
He was actually riding on Buddha Tathagata's body and fighting against him?
"Black-robed Hong Jun also joined?"
The corner of the sweeping monk's mouth twitched fiercely as he watched the three drunkards rolling on the floor. His hands trembled and his complexion turned slightly green. He had never imagined that he would actually do such a thing when he was drunk.
"Just the three of us?"
The monk said with a livid expression.
If only he, Gautama Buddha, and the black-robed Hongjun were drunk at the banquet, then the three of them would become famous in Wanjie Lou. They would definitely cause a sensation and be passed down for generations.
"No, there are many people, such as President Yu, Skyless Buddha, Jiang Lan and so on."
On the side, Abbot Xuan Ci lowered his head very much and said with a slightly trembling voice.
He wasn't afraid, but he tried his best to suppress the smile in his heart. When he watched the live broadcast, he didn't smile very much, but when he watched the live broadcast of the banquet and looked at the sober sweeping monk, he didn't know why he kept wanting to laugh.
If he didn't suppress it, he was afraid that he would laugh out loud.
"That's good, that's good … I feel that my strength may be about to break through. I will practice in seclusion for a period of time. Unless there is something particularly important, don't disturb me."
The sweeping monk said in a low voice and quickly entered the seclusion place of the headquarters of the Shaolin Temple.
As soon as he thought of the live broadcast of the banquet, he couldn't face the people of the Shaolin Temple. It was too embarrassing.
He had to wait for a period of time before he showed up. When everyone forgot what had happened at the banquet, he would come out again.
However, the sweeping monk wasn't purely lying. He did feel that his strength had improved a little, and he needed to practice in seclusion to stabilize it.
The tenth-grade ingredients that he ate at the banquet weren't eaten for nothing. They contained a huge amount of energy, which was enough to further improve his strength.
"I wonder how many people are going to practice in seclusion?"
Looking at the quickly disappearing sweeping monk, Abbot Xuan Ci had a strange smile on the corner of his mouth. Those who used to be superior and peerless experts, because of the drunkenness at the banquet, were so ugly. At least in a short period of time, these people shouldn't show up.
Of course, the premise of all this was that nothing major had happened to Wanjie Lou.
"I wonder if Gautama Buddha and Hongjun know what happened at the banquet?"
Abbot Xuan Ci couldn't help thinking.
The chaotic scene at the banquet was opened by Gautama Buddha, the sweeping monk, and the black-robed Hongjun.
"Fellow cultivator, what happened to Hongjun?"
At this time, in the small stall area of the Myriad World Mall, Gautama Buddha from the world of Journey to the West squeezed into the crowd and asked curiously.
He woke up in the original world and found himself lying in the inner hall of the Mahavira Hall. He remembered that he was selected by Wanjie Lou and became one of the ten lucky customers who could attend the banquet.
There were at least a dozen tenth-grade ingredients at the banquet, as well as tenth-grade spiritual fruits and tenth-grade spiritual wines. He couldn't remember anything else.
Therefore, after waking up in the original world, Gautama Buddha entered Wanjie Lou again, wanting to find out what happened at the banquet.
"Heh heh heh … Hongjun was drunk at the banquet and had sex with two monks … He's asking others about what happened at the banquet. Look at Hongjun's face, it's blue and white for a while."
"It's so interesting!"
Gautama Buddha from the world of Journey to the West asked a white cat demon. He stared at the black-robed Hongjun's face and didn't look back at all, for fear of missing the black-robed Hongjun's expression.
For an ordinary white cat demon like him, being able to see a supreme expert in such an embarrassing and embarrassing situation was enough for him to brag for the rest of his life.
"Two monks?"
Gautama Buddha recalled where he sat with the black-robed Hongjun and realized that they were a few tables away from each other. He smiled in his heart. This matter definitely had nothing to do with him.
"Hongjun is an expert who went to sign the Firmament List. How could he embarrass himself like this? He's so unlucky."
Although Gautama Buddha said that, there was a faint smile on his face.
He felt the same as the white cat demon. Seeing someone who was far stronger than him being embarrassed like this, there was a different feeling in his heart.
"It's really unlucky."
The white cat demon nodded repeatedly.
"Meow ~ Others were fighting with experts of similar realms, but Hongjun actually fought with two monks whose realms were much lower than his. The scene was simply too horrible to look at."
The white cat demon cried out excitedly. He was watching the live broadcast of the banquet at that time, and he laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.
"Which two monks are so powerful that they actually dared to fight with Hongjun?"
Hearing that, Gautama Buddha's face was filled with excitement, and his eyes were filled with great interest as he urged.
"A sweeping monk from the Shaolin Temple and a Gautama Buddha," the white cat demon replied casually.
His eyes were fixed on the black-robed Hongjun, and he didn't even look at who he was chatting with.
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