At the sacred banquet, beautiful women filled the air.
The hospitality from the Buddhist community was truly overwhelming.
These nuns were initially too proud to admit their mistake, but after meeting the meaningful glances of Dipankara and Maitreya, they changed their minds.
They all opened their hearts.
Chu Feng, seated in the center, was naturally the center of attention.
On the left is Pangu, and on the right is Bodhi Patriarch.
One after another, saints came to offer toasts.
Chu Feng did not refuse and drank it all in one gulp.
It must be said that the Xianjiang wine from the Buddhist temple has a unique flavor, dry and strong yet pure and sweet, with an unforgettable aftertaste.
A great calamity of darkness is imminent.
Chu Feng looked at the peaceful and prosperous Ling Mountain and sighed inwardly.
I wonder if this kind of scene will still exist in the future?
"Brother Feng, live in the moment and seize the day! No need to worry!" Patriarch Bodhi raised his wine cup and drank heartily.
Judging from his appearance, he wasn't worried at all.
This greatly surprised Chu Feng. Were the saints so carefree? They were unrestrained and free from any constraints.
He sensed Chu Feng's doubt.
Bodhi Patriarch leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Worrying is useless. If the sky falls, there will always be someone tall enough to hold it up!"
He pointed at Pangu, making a pointed remark.
Chu Feng's lips twitched. He really wanted to give this guy a good laugh. If he could handle Pangu, he wouldn't have been imprisoned in the wilderness for so long.
However, what he said wasn't entirely unreasonable.
Live in the present; as for tomorrow, no one knows how it will end.
"Come, let's drink and be merry while we can, and not let the golden goblet be empty!" Chu Feng completely relaxed and drank heartily with the saints around him.
No one used any magic to resist, letting the immortal sauce pour over their entire bodies.
Chu Feng and Pangu even stopped all the functions of their physical bodies just to fully experience the intoxication.
As time went by.
The group completely let loose, and no one was restrained at all.
Chu Feng looked at the female Buddha in the middle who was dancing enthusiastically, his eyes slightly glazed with drunkenness.
Her skin glowed with a faint light, making her look like a peerless fairy. Her transparent gauze dress trembled and fluttered.
Her temperament contains both compassion and an extraordinary wildness.
It's very eye-catching.
"Gulp—" Chu Feng's throat bobbed, and he subconsciously pursed his lips.
Maitreya's expression shifted, and he gave Guanyin a wink.
In an instant, the other party understood.
She had never met this young man, yet he was able to sit at the head of all the saints.
Their strength is undoubtedly unfathomable.
What made Guanyin envious was that the four Journey to the West members sat down behind the other party.
Like a henchman of a boss, he occasionally savored fine wine and delicacies.
"They are all great Buddhas, why should they enjoy themselves while I have to please them?" Guanyin felt extremely unbalanced.
The ribbons of the gauze skirt brushed past Chu Feng's nose, carrying a unique fragrance.
Tang Sanzang behind him stared wide-eyed.
Her graceful dance moves constantly stirred his sensitive nerves, causing him to swallow hard and drool involuntarily.
"Your Majesty, this humble nun from the South China Sea offers you a cup of wine!"
Guanyin wiped the sweat from her forehead, raised the wine cup in her hand, and was about to lie down in Chu Feng's arms.
"Huh? The South China Sea?" Chu Feng was slightly taken aback and couldn't help but ask, "Then Guanyin Bodhisattva is yours?"
"Ah?" Guanyin's beautiful eyes lit up, and her heart pounded wildly.
She hadn't expected this person to know her name, so she quickly stepped forward and said, "It is indeed this humble nun!"
"Wow—" Chu Feng felt a surge of heat in his heart, and his right hand instinctively wrapped around the other person's waist.
So soft!
I never imagined that the two Buddhist saints had such high emotional intelligence; they were even able to persuade Guanyin.
"Excellent! Excellent!"
Chu Feng, his mind wandering, raised a glass of wine and poured it into the woman's mouth.
Guanyin cooperated perfectly, lying on Chu Feng's lap with her mouth slightly open, letting the wine spray freely fall all over her body.
Seeing this, the Bodhi Patriarch beside him looked conflicted. After giving Guanyin a deep look, he whispered:
"Brother Feng, we have a deep karmic connection!"
Chu Feng stroked Guanyin's delicate body with his large hand and replied with a look of enjoyment, "What do you mean by that, Ati?"
"It's nothing, Brother Feng. As you know, I was originally the leader of the Jie Sect. Before the Investiture of the Gods, this woman was one of my grand-disciples, named Cihang Daoren!"
To save face for Chu Feng, Patriarch Bodhi had no choice but to express his opinion tactfully.
For a moment, Chu Feng was stunned. He seemed to remember something, and looking at the woman in his arms, he subconsciously asked:
"Sister Guanyin, were you male or female before you were guided into Buddhism?"
"Huh?" Guanyin was stunned.
If anyone else had asked her that question, she would have gone straight to it without hesitation.
But now, even if she had a thousand times the courage, she wouldn't dare to do anything out of line.
"Your Majesty, this humble nun is available to both men and women. If you require it, I can restore my male form!"
"Ugh... damn, he really is a fool!" Chu Feng's lips twitched. He glanced at Tang Sanzang, who was anxiously waiting behind him, and then gave the order:
"You should stay with Tang Sanzang and the others! There's no need to stand on ceremony here!"
For a moment, Guanyin was somewhat disappointed.
Instead of getting a powerful patron, she was assigned to Tang Sanzang.
What bad luck!
However, she dared not disobey the imperial decree in the slightest and could only silently endure it.
"Amitabha! This humble monk finally has the opportunity to get close to my sister!"
Tang Sanzang felt a surge of excitement and couldn't help but reach out his hands.
Sun Wukong: "Master, let me touch it!"
Pigsy: "I want one too!"
Sha Wujing: "I want to play with jade feet!"
...
The Sea of Amo.
A black lotus slowly emerged from the boundless demonic energy.
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