There was a saying that a thousand cups were not enough to drink with a bosom friend. This time, both Gu Qingfeng and Mo Wentian were very happy to be able to meet each other. In addition, Mo Wentian was also a wine lover, so he naturally drank to his heart's content.
As the saying went, heroes cherished heroes. Gu Qingfeng might not be considered a hero, but he still admired and respected Mo Wentian, a hero who was revered by everyone.
He had heard of Mo Wentian's legendary deeds. There were also many heroic stories about Mo Wentian in the heavens and realms.
For example, he would climb a mountain of swords or plunge into a sea of fire for a friend. No matter where he was, as long as his friend was in trouble, he would rush over to help.
It was said that he had once broken into the Nine Underworlds alone for a friend of Jiutian. He had also broken into Jiutian in anger for a friend of Jiutian.
To resolve a grudge, he did not hesitate to harm himself. To save a life, he did not hesitate to punish himself.
In his eyes, there was no distinction between immortals, demons, demons, and Buddhas. There was only the difference between good and evil. Most importantly, he also had a benevolent and righteous heart. He had roamed the vast wilderness for many years. To save the cultivators of a world, he had withstood the storms of nature. He had also fought the void beasts of the vast wilderness for unrelated people in the void.
He had been swept into the space turbulence and the forgotten space. He had even violated the laws of the heavens in order to help others. He had even been judged by the heavens.
There were too many heroic stories about Mo Wentian. It would take more than three days and three nights to tell them all.
Not only was Mo Wentian a heroic person, but he also valued friendship and righteousness. He did not care about trifles. Therefore, he had many friends, so many that they were all over the vast wilderness and the 3,000 Great Paths. Whether it was in the heavens or on the ground, whether it was the respected great path ancestors or ordinary cultivators, he had friends from all walks of life.
Some people said that Mo Wentian's friends were not only all over the heavens and realms, but also across the heavens and the earth, spanning the past and the present.
Was it an exaggeration?
No!
It was not an exaggeration at all.
It was said that in the early days of the Ancient Age, the holy land wanted to get rid of Mo Wentian and set up an inescapable net to encircle and annihilate him. After this news spread throughout the heavens and realms, it immediately caused a sensation. From the Nine Heavens to the Nine Underworlds, the immortals, Buddhists, demons, and demons, 36 grotto-heavens, 72 blessed lands, and many giants of the vast wilderness, many emperors, thrones of the great path, and even great path ancestors.
Was that all?
Of course not.
Mo Wentian traveled the vast wilderness and was a hero. He had saved countless sects and clans of the Celestial Plane, and countless cultivators. Therefore, at that time, many cultivators from the Celestial Plane formed groups to rescue Mo Wentian from all over the heavens.
This was how Saint Defier, a famous group of heroes from the ancient era, had saved Emperor Xiao, and it was also because Emperor Xiao was in trouble and had come from everywhere to help.
When Gu Qingfeng heard of Mo Wentian's heroic stories back then, he was extremely impressed. He believed that Mo Wentian was a fully deserving hero in the myriad worlds. A person, especially a man, should be like Mo Wentian, an indomitable hero who could support the heavens and earth.
It was a pity.
Gu Qingfeng was not a hero.
Even though his childhood dream was to become an indomitable hero, he didn't know what happened to him later on. Not only did he not become the great hero of his dreams, but he also ended up living the life he hated the most.
Although Gu Qingfeng had lived for so long and experienced so many things, he no longer wanted to be a hero that everyone admired. However, that did not stop him from revering heroes.
In fact.
Gu Qingfeng did not know that while he admired Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian also admired him.
The difference was that he admired Mo Wentian's chivalry and selflessness, while Mo Wentian admired his unruliness and his willingness to take revenge.
Gu Qingfeng had heard many of Mo Wentian's legendary stories, and similarly, Mo Wentian had also heard many of Gu Qingfeng's legendary stories.
Destroying Sengoku, burning the Nine Heavens, breaking through the Nine Underworlds, cutting the sky, defying the heavens, breaking the void, and shattering the Great Path.
Gu Qingfeng felt that a man should be as unparalleled as Mo Wentian, and walk the world.
Mo Wentian, on the other hand, felt that a man should be as unrestrained as Gu Qingfeng, and walk the world.
When the two met, it was just as Mo Wentian had said. They felt like old friends at first sight and regretted not having met sooner.
They drank one cup after another, leaving the Crazy Monk Daxing in the cold. He was like an outsider, unable to interrupt even if he wanted to.
This made the Crazy Monk Daxing very depressed. It felt as if he, the host, had invited Gu Qingfeng and Mo Wentian to his house as guests. In the end, the two guests were chatting happily, and he, the host, had nothing to do with it.
What made the Crazy Monk Daxing even more depressed was that he had invited Gu Qingfeng and Mo Wentian over to help him. Now that the two of them had met, neither of them brought up this matter, and neither of them asked about it. They were only focused on chatting.
Looking at Gu Qingfeng and Mo Wentian chatting happily, the Crazy Monk Daxing did not want to disturb them. He could only drink gloomily. The more he drank, the more depressed he became. The more he drank, the more he wanted to scold Gu Qingfeng.
From the Crazy Monk Daxing's point of view, this brat Gu Qingfeng was too dishonest. When they had met and chatted previously, this brat had been drinking his wine all the time. He had not mentioned good wines like the Dao of Heaven and the Impermanence of Hell. In the end, the Crazy Monk Daxing had played some tricks and lured Gu Qingfeng to reluctantly take out two jars.
Now that Mo Wentian had arrived, this brat had taken out hundreds of jars of the Dao of Heaven and the Impermanence of Hell in one go.
How could the Crazy Monk Daxing not be angry? How could he not be angry?
Of course.
Anger was anger. Anger was anger.
Now that he had a favor to ask of Gu Qingfeng, the Crazy Monk Daxing could not do anything. He could only endure silently, drinking jar after jar of the Dao of Heaven and the Impermanence of Hell as if he was venting his displeasure towards Gu Qingfeng.
Gu Qingfeng and Mo Wentian drank and chatted as they drank. They did not know how long they had been chatting. They only knew that the two of them drank one cup after another, drinking a total of more than eighty jars of the Dao of Heaven and the Impermanence of Hell. Finally, as they chatted, they talked about the Crazy Monk Daxing.
Looking at the depressed Crazy Monk Daxing, Mo Wentian said that he had hit it off with Gu Qingfeng at first sight. He was in such a good mood that he was so engrossed in chatting that he had completely forgotten the purpose of his visit. He apologized and apologized. Gu Qingfeng was so happy that he laughed heartily. He also said that he regretted not having met Mo Wentian earlier and had forgotten the important thing.
The Crazy Monk Daxing glared at Gu Qingfeng and Mo Wentian with extreme disdain. He said unhappily, "Alright, the two of you can stop acting. Do you really think that this old monk can't tell what you're thinking? Aren't you purposely giving this old monk the cold shoulder so that you can laugh at this old monk? You're not even fully grown and you dare to play tricks with this old monk? Don't you know who this old monk is? Let me tell you, once the two of you stick out your buttocks, this old monk will know what shit you're going to take! "
Gu Qingfeng and Mo Wentian looked at each other and laughed heartily.
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