Chapter 129
"More than a year ago, the gates of Suxuan Sect were almost trampled down by monks from various sects."
In the Piaomiao Pavilion, which was shrouded in thousands of miles of mist, several people sat down in the Guanyun Pavilion, which was high up on the mountain, and talked about Jitang's tribulation.
Huan Mang was shocked. "I remember it clearly. I walked through the main gate just two days after they came back to Emperor Xuanzong. Guess what happened?"
Jitang cooperated with his brother, "What's going on?"
Huan Mang: "I, the dignified young master of the Qing Mang Dragon Clan, actually fell flat on my face at the gate!"
Ji Tang suppressed his laughter and asked with concern, "Why did you fall?"
Huan Mang slammed the table, "It's because there are so many people coming and going that the hundreds of stone steps in front of the main gate have been worn smooth by them! This is really a disgrace to my dragon clan!"
Jiuxiao glared at him, "It's the face of your Qingmang Dragon Clan."
Huan Mang was so angry that he kept pointing at him: "You and I are from the same clan, and now you can tell the difference?"
Jiujun was already used to dealing with childish people. "It's such a happy thing that Jitang has come out of confinement. You guys should stop talking. We haven't celebrated for her yet!"
Speaking of this, Huanmang shut up.
Su Jinzhou was the first to pick up the wine glass, "Congratulations to Atang for returning to the top."
Several people also picked up their wine glasses.
"Yes, this world has one more great Tribulation Crossing expert. It's no longer the time when Su Jinzhou is the only one in power. This is worth celebrating!"
The wine glasses clinked together and everyone drank it all in one gulp.
This wine has been buried in the spiritual land of Qianli Yanbo for hundreds of years. Now, when the can is opened, the wine is thick and mellow, with a slightly spicy and sweet taste in the mouth, sliding down the throat, and the heat can spread all the way down to the stomach. In a short while, the drunkenness seems to spread throughout the body, which is very enjoyable.
Su Jinzhou: "When did I become the only one who is supreme?"
Huan Mang filled his glass before saying, "There's not a single monk in the world who doesn't respect you and admire you. Those who see you are either extremely cautious or fawn over you. Your portrait is still enshrined in the homes of many monks and ordinary people. It's funny," he said, laughing to himself, "but you, a real living person, are enshrined in their homes and they kowtow and make vows to you all day long."
He counted on his fingers, "To keep safe, to protect the family, to seek fame, to marry a good husband, and to have a son who will become a successful person..."
He tilted his head back, drank the wine, and let out a loud "ha!" "What's even funnier is that someone is using you to scare a child. If you don't sleep well, the Immortal Venerable will no longer bless you, and a wild wolf will take the child away in the dark."
"Also, more." Huan Mang drank glass after glass of wine, looking at Su Jinzhou with cloudy eyes. He couldn't make out his expression, so he only accused him, "I built a tomb for Ji Tang and have been offering sacrifices for only a few years, and you! You! After you found out, not only did you dig up the tombstone, you also blew my mountain in half!"
"Do you know... that my mountain... is the one with the best spiritual energy... Just because you have a high level of cultivation, you act recklessly. How can you not be called the only one who is supreme?"
Su Jinzhou channeled his spiritual energy and snatched his wine glass, silencing him from further nagging. "If you can't hold your liquor, drink less. This wine is meant to be savored. It would be a waste to let it go into your stomach."
Huan Mang was drunk, and his voice was much louder. "Look, look! Now you won't even let my brother-in-law have a drink. How stingy!"
Huanmang was acting crazy while drunk, and Jiuyun was trying to stop him and persuade him.
The table was in a mess.
Ji Tang was playing with her wine glass and didn't participate in the farce. All she could see and hear were the drunk's actions and nonsense. She moved closer to Su Jinzhou and asked him, "Brother, why did you dig up the grave when you didn't know I was still alive?"
Su Jinzhou was silent for a moment before saying, "I never believed you..." But he couldn't say the last word.
He loved her so deeply that he didn't want to say a single bad word. Even the thought of Jitang leaving him made him so flustered that he couldn't bear it.
He recalled the time when he stood on the top of the mountain and looked at Jitang's cenotaph, and felt only glare and displeasure.
He wanted to pull the stupid dragon who was crying bitterly to his front and ask him: His Jitang is still alive, why is he digging a grave and erecting a monument?
But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say a word. With mixed feelings, he directly destroyed Huanmang's sacred mountain.
Jitang filled both of their glasses with wine.
She drank the liquor and felt so hot that she was sweating. The spiciness of the liquor seemed to have burned her eyes and made them swell slightly.
There is such a person in the world who will firmly believe that she is still alive and will always hope for her to come back.
For four hundred years, through so many days and nights, he never gave up this idea.
Perhaps the alcohol had magnified her thoughts, causing her to show some rare vulnerability. Not wanting Su Jinzhou to notice, she smiled and said, "Now the world of cultivation has a second Tribulation Crossing Stage. However, my reputation is far-reaching, so I don't think I'll be made into a statue and displayed at home."
Su Jinzhou raised his hand and gently rubbed Ji Tang's slightly hot cheek with the back of his hand.
Jitang narrowed his eyes and looked at him.
Su Jinzhou also watched carefully.
A light pink appeared on her fair cheeks, and her eyes, tinged with the scent of alcohol, sparkled in the warm candlelight. When she looked at Su Jinzhou, there seemed to be some affection in her smile.
Su Jinzhou's heartbeat suddenly quickened. He didn't know if he had seen it right, but he felt that Ji Tang's eyes held affection for him and him. He felt the alcohol infect his chest, and his heartbeat became faster and heavier.
Guanyun Pavilion was bustling with activity when the spiritual shield thousands of miles away from the mist suddenly began to fluctuate.
Su Jinzhou withdrew his hand, but was caught by Ji Tang in mid-air.
His breathing hitched.
He saw Jitang lying on the stone table, resting his head on his arms, looking at him sideways.
The hands held together by the two shook - it was Ji Tang who was moving.
Su Jinzhou quickly gathered his thoughts, turned his head and cast a spell with his other hand, removing the spiritual shield to let people in.
Jitang saw that he looked calm, but the corners of his mouth were tense.
She smiled silently.
The spiritual shield was removed, and Ji Tang let the drunkenness dissipate. He leaned over lazily and saw Sha Qi approaching with someone.
Her gaze lingered on the man, and she blinked a few times before she asked uncertainly, "Brother Huanyue?"
This was the child her adoptive mother had brought back from the mortal world before her, adopting him as her son. She and Huanyue hadn't seen each other for at least a thousand years, so when she suddenly saw him, she was hesitant to recognize him.
Huanyue walked up the stairs in a hurry, ignoring the drunk Huanmang beside him, and looked at Jitang seriously.
When Jitang returned to Qianli Yanbo, he took away the Rongyin Mirror.
Her appearance had never changed, and Huanyue spotted her among the crowd at a glance.
"Sister Jitang..."
Huan Mang pushed Jiu Xiao away and looked around with sleepy eyes, "Who's calling me sister?" His gaze paused on Huan Yue who was not far away. The effect of the alcohol was immediately suppressed by rationality after seeing the person coming. "A Yue?"
Huanyue's eyes gradually turned red, "Brother."
Huanmang stood up in disbelief, pressing Jiuxiao's shoulders.
Jiuxiao, who was bent over by the pressure, looked surprised. Just as he raised his eyes to speak, he felt a chill on his face. He was stunned for a moment, then looked up suddenly and saw Huanmang with tears streaming down his face.
Jiu Xiao scowled, "Is his drinking behavior so bad?"
Jiujun shook his head and whispered to his brother, "That's Brother Huanyue, Brother Huanmang's sworn brother. Do you remember him? He's been out there looking for a cure for the poison that the Dragon Lord was poisoned with. It's been ages since he's been back to Qingmang Yanyue Mountain. It's natural for brothers to be emotional when they meet."
"Huanyue?" Jiuxiao looked at the newcomer, "Why has the change been so great?"
Huanyue had indeed changed a lot. He had lost a lot of weight, and his cheeks were very sunken when he smiled. He was wearing coarse cloth, and the white cloth wrapped around his right arm still had faint blood stains on it.
Not to mention Ji Tang who hadn't seen him for a long time, even Jiu Xiao who only met him occasionally couldn't recognize him at first sight.
Su Jinzhou covered his right arm with spiritual power.
Huanyue smiled and thanked him, "I used up too much spiritual energy earlier and had no time to worry about this minor injury. Daoist Shark Qi has already helped me."
Huan Mang also came closer at this time and hugged Huan Yue tightly, "A Yue!"
Huanyue's thoughts were completely on Jitang, and when Huanmang hugged him, he could only pat his brother on the back.
As soon as the two separated, Huan Yue's face was held by Huan Mang's hands, "You have suffered, brother!"
Huanyue said "It's okay" and tried to push Huanmang away. Just as she was about to talk to Jitang, she was hugged by Huanmang again.
Huanyue: "..."
After Huanmang finally calmed down and everyone sat down, Huanyue finally had time to speak.
Although he was away, he would occasionally communicate with his brother and learned that Jitang was not dead.
But hearing is one thing, and actually seeing the person is another.
Looking at the girl he hadn't seen for a long time, he had a lot to say to Jitang.
They drank almost a jar of wine just to reminisce about the past. Even if Ji Tang had a good alcohol tolerance, he was almost at his limit.
Huanyue asked her with a big tongue: "Tangtang, what are your plans for the future?"
Ji Tang's words were not very clear, "I, and, and Senior Brother..."
Huanyue forced herself to open her eyes a little wider and looked at Su Jinzhou behind Jitang.
Su Jinzhou was taking Jitang's empty wine glass and pouring tea into it.
Jitang took it and took a sip, frowning: "The taste..."
Su Jinzhou, "Is it becoming more mellow?"
Ji Tang's frown slowly relaxed, "It seems familiar."
Huanyue covered her mouth and coughed, hiding her smile.
He patted Jitang on the head and said, "It's getting late, let's go."
Huan Mang was still singing to the moon from the side, and it seemed that he would not be able to go back for a while.
Jiu Xiao had already intended to leave, "That's great."
He glanced at his sister who was coaxing Huanmang, shook his head helplessly, waved his hand and left first.
Ji Tang reluctantly lifted his heavy eyelids and said, "Brother, we'll continue tomorrow, uh, cough cough."
Huanyue responded with a smile.
With their current level of cultivation, they could easily get rid of the drunkenness by simply circulating their spiritual energy - but no one did so. As if they had agreed in advance, they let the liquor flow down their throats and spread freely, from being slightly tipsy to being drunk, letting it go and drinking to their heart's content.
It is rare that the moonlight is so gentle and the thin clouds have dispersed.
After Su Jinzhou, he picked up Jitang and nodded to Huanyue.
Huanyue looked at Su Jinzhou's departing back, and could only vaguely see the light-colored veil of Jitang's long skirt and Su Jinzhou's dark outer robe rising and falling like smoke and fog.
He suddenly picked up the wine jar and took a few gulps.
Jiujun was originally taking care of Huanmang, but when he turned around and saw Huanyue's expression, he hurriedly reminded her, "Brother Huanyue, you've drunk too much!"
Huanyue put down the wine jar heavily, wiped the liquor that splashed on his face, sighed, and his eyes turned red before he could say anything.
"Is this what it feels like to marry your sister? It's so fucking sad!" He asked with a red nose, "Is Jiuxiao feeling the same?"
Jiujun thought for a moment and said, "They've never gotten along, but I can't see anything."
Huanmang was halfway through singing when he jumped down from a high place and sat next to Huanyue.
He hugged Huanyue tightly, and even when drunk, he did not forget Jiuyun. Seeing Jiuyun sitting next to him, he said to Huanyue: "Let's have another drink together!"
Jiujun: "...I'll drink you to death!"
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