Sword Tomb.

The top of the back mountain.

Five days have passed since the battle in the Ancient Divine Kingdom. Ye Changsheng and others have returned to the Sword Palace. Tomorrow is the day when Ye Moyue and Ye Chen will leave the Sword Palace.

Ye Changsheng promised Ye Moyue that everyone would get drunk before he left.

The sunset has gone and the bright moon is coming.

The moonlight is like a cold knife, flashing with a chilling light.

Ye Changsheng stood alone on the top of the mountain, his long black hair fluttering in the wind, his clothes rising in the wind, and his whole body seemed to merge into one with the heaven and earth.

At this time.

A breath of air came one after another, and Ye Moyue and the other four arrived, walking in the air and landing beside Ye Changsheng.

"They are all here!" Ye Changsheng said slowly.

Ye Moye and the other four said in unison: "Here we come."

Ye Changsheng added: "We will gather together today. Tomorrow, my brother and Ye Chen will go to Tiangong Academy. Let's go and see what I have prepared for you."

The five people looked confused and followed Ye Changsheng closely, walking towards the pavilion on the side of the mountain top.

Under the pavilion.

Wine jars were piled up like a mountain, with a stove on one side and five brocade boxes on the stone table.

Ye Moxie asked, "Changsheng, this is the ancestor's Immortal Drunken Wine. Did you rob it?"

Ye Changsheng smiled and said, "Brother, you don't know that I was the one who gave the old ancestor the Drunken Immortal. These are my stocks. Let's drink a glass tonight."

Ye Chen said: "Young Master, what is this stove used for?"

Ye Changsheng smiled mysteriously, "Keep it secret for now, and take a look at the gifts I prepared for you first."

At this point, he raised his hand and pointed directly at the brocade box on the table, "One for each of you, take it."

The five people didn't move at all. Ye Moxie said, "Changsheng, we can't always take your things."

"Brother, I'm giving you the spiritual fruit. As brothers, don't refuse." Ye Changsheng said in a deep voice. After a pause, his eyes fell on Ye Miedao and the other two. "And you three, this spiritual fruit can quickly improve your strength. If you don't accept it, are you planning to tire me to death?"

Ye Moxie raised his hand and took the brocade box in his hand. A majestic and vast spiritual energy instantly enveloped him. "Chang Changsheng, is this the medicine and spiritual fruit that the ancestor and the clan leader took before?"

Ye Changsheng said: "That's right, this fruit is called Chaos Spirit Fruit, and it contains great power. You can only refine one ten-thousandth of it now. As your cultivation level continues to improve, it will continue to improve your strength."

Hear the sound.

The five people took a deep breath. This was not a spiritual fruit at all, it was simply a divine fruit. It was unlikely that there would be a second kind of this kind anywhere in the universe.

Ye Changsheng was intimidating without getting angry. "Take them all. I'm still waiting to drink."

The other four people took action one after another and put the brocade box into the spirit ring.

At this time, Ye Changsheng flicked his finger, and a wisp of colorful flame flew out and landed in the stove. "Pojun, Miedao, you two put the iron rack on the stove, and we are ready to start grilling."

barbecue?

All five of them had question marks on their heads: barbecue? What the hell?

Ye Changsheng glanced at the five people and waved his hand. Ten wooden plates appeared in the void one after another, with the washed fire dragon meat on them.

"You haven't eaten fire dragon meat, have you?"

"Brother, open the wine. I'll grill some meat first."

Ye Moxie was extremely shocked, his voice trembling slightly, "Changsheng, this fire dragon is so big, how do we control it?"

Ye Changsheng smiled and said, "Brother, Mo Chou, leave it to me. Today I will treat you to fire dragon, and tomorrow I will treat you to dragon meat and phoenix wings."

This moment.

Ye Changsheng smiled, and recalled a passage from Happy Journey: There was a fish in the North Sea named Kun. Kun was so big that it could not be stewed in a pot.

It transformed into a bird named Peng. Peng was so big that it needed two grills, one for secret recipe and one for extra spicy.

Damn, it smells good.

He waved his sleeves lightly, and the fire dragon meat fell onto the iron rack, wrapped in colorful flames, and soon the aroma of the meat spread.

Ye Moxie stepped forward and handed a jar of wine to Ye Changsheng, "Come on, Changsheng, let's drink from one jar together."

Ye Changsheng smiled and said, "Come on, let's do it!"

This moment.

Ye Changsheng suddenly felt his blood boiling and he no longer felt so lonely. Since he came to this world, although Ye Xiaoxuan, Ye Cangyun, and An Mengjun had always loved him.

But the warmth given by family is still different from this kind of heroic brotherhood.

Ye Moxie raised his head and drank voraciously, a smile spreading across his cheeks, "I was young and frivolous, and I apologize to everyone for my ignorance."

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Ye Chen said: "Brother Mo Xie, why do you say that? You are still a good brother in our hearts."

Ye Changsheng smiled and said, "If you are not frivolous, how can you be called a young man? If you are not unbridled, how can you be called a genius?"

Ye Mo Xie smiled and said, "The world is full of laughter, and we spend our lives in wine. Everything is in the wine."

Watching the five men drinking heartily, Ye Changsheng smiled, his face solemn. They once gathered together and made bold statements, but now looking back in old age, they are disappointed. The love between brothers is as deep as the sea, but how many people can keep in touch with them throughout their lives?

Ye Chen put down the wine jar in his hand and came to Ye Changsheng. "Young Master, you saved Ye Chen's life in the Endless Forest in the past, and you rewarded me with the divine fruit tonight. From now on, Ye Chen is willing to serve you at all times, climbing mountains of swords and diving into seas of fire."

Ye Changsheng raised his hand slightly, motioning Ye Chen to stand up, "No need to say, I only look at the performance, and take care of each other when you are outside with your brother."

"When you are out in the world, don't forget why you set out. Remember this: the person who can spoil you to the sky can also kill you without blinking an eye."

As soon as he finished speaking, he urged his spiritual energy to control the seasoning and sprinkle it on the fire dragon's flesh.

"Eat some meat and try my cooking."

The five people hurried forward and gathered around the stone table. Looking at the delicious fire dragon meat, they all had their appetites aroused and were drooling.

Ye Yaoer said in a deep voice: "Young Master, let me cut the meat."

Ye Changsheng shook his head and said with a smile: "No need, let's eat together, no need to be so particular."

As time passed, under the pavilion, Ye Miedao said that Ye Yaoer was already lying on the stone table due to drinking too much.

Ye Pojun was drunk and dancing with a sword on the top of the mountain. How many jars of wine did he drink to become like this? Ye Moxie raised the jar of wine and clinked it with Ye Changsheng, "Changsheng, Yao'er should like you."

Ye Changsheng said: "Brother, don't make trouble. I am an innocent person."

Ye Moxie added: "In two years, you will have the opportunity to choose a Taoist partner. By then, you will gradually become less innocent."

Ye Changsheng smiled and said, "As a sword cultivator, it is enough for me to have the sword as my companion for my whole life."

Ye Mo Xie suddenly rose up, "You are the only one who thinks the same as me, with the sword as your companion, looking down on the world, the peak of martial arts is so far away."

As the words fell, he leaned against the pillar and his body went limp.

Ye Changsheng looked at the five drunk people, holding a jar of wine in his hand, and walked towards the top of the mountain. As he walked, he muttered to himself: "Three cups of muddy white wine, a few words from the heart. When will I return home and have a drink with her?"

As he said this, he suddenly laughed bitterly, "Since we can't go back, then we should live in the present and not fear the future!"

at the same time.

Demon City.

Three figures floated down from the magic ship and appeared in front of a mansion shrouded in black fog. Then, the three appeared in front of a towering pavilion.

"Demon Lord, there is news about the Ancient Divine Kingdom."