Chapter 103, Spit Out the Truth
At the Chinese New Year's Eve, there is no habit of keeping the age in the cultivation world.
Long Panxi didn't pick a specific day, but he could almost stop today.
Everyone gathered in Crescent Valley.
There is no moon today, and it rains unexpectedly heavily. I don't know if it's good. Snow fell on the top of the mountain back.
It's a little cold, but the Crescent Valley is open for defense, and rain and snow don't affect it.
Long Panxi wore a red skirt and a red hat on his head, making himself very happy.
The Crescent Valley is also red, and the lining is even more joyful.
A total of more than 40 tables were prepared. Each table has a main seat and two secondary seats. At the front table, the main seat has dishes and chopsticks, which belongs to the suzerain; There is a sub-seat with dishes and chopsticks, which belongs to Xiyue Zhenjun.
Long Panxi sat on the west side, occupying a table by himself, all of which were delicious.
Everyone else dressed up and sat down. It's okay to look at the food, but it's good to look at the wine!
Long Panxi sat down, looked at everyone and said, "This year, on the whole, is good. There are good harvests in the fields, and there is some progress in cultivation. So, it's a year to celebrate. Next year will also be a year worth looking forward to. β
Everyone was delighted! There is a genuine smile on his face.
Long Panxi said: "While the wine has not started to drink yet, I remind everyone that the surrounding video array stones are recording. If anyone has any wonderful performances, we will still be able to show them in ten or a hundred years, so as not to remember them when we get them. β
Everyone looked at the video array stone and was a little panicked.
Gong Bing said: "The young sect master wants to say that he will take it out when he ascends in the future, right?" β
Long Panxi said: "It's a good thing that Bing Xue is smart. But in fact, no matter what you do now, it will be quite naΓ―ve to look at it in a thousand years. But naΓ―ve, because we are naΓ―ve now, and if we are not naΓ―ve when we should be naΓ―ve, then we are called naΓ―ve. So, it's a precious memory. Maybe when the time comes, there will be a different harvest. β
Everyone understands!
It's time to eat, eat, drink, and pretend to be nothing now.
Long Panxi said: "I am going to get together every year and make a summary. Mortals have said that the three days are three provinces of my body. We monks save at least once a year. Of course, there are those who go out or retreat, and I don't force them. Those who are not there will be seats reserved for you, and a portion of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner will also be reserved. I hope that everyone can gather for a hundred years, a thousand years. If anyone leaves Xiyue Sect, or something happens, then this bowl of chopsticks will definitely be accepted. β
Chen Jian said: "What the young sect master said is very good. The monk looks forward and looks back. Looking forward allows us to see farther, and looking back allows us to see more. Looking forward step by step confirms our way, and looking back can make us walk more steadily. There is an endless future and past that underpins our present. β
Qin Yihang said: "I hope everyone can come back and get together. Practice well and don't get into trouble. β
Huang Zheng said: "None of the troublemakers have a good end. Don't look at how much benefit the Tianyan Sect has, or how much benefit it can get at that time. In the long run, it's right to cultivate yourself! β
Huang Xiu taught his son: "Look at what you can." β
Long Panxi said: "Don't talk about more, let's eat!" β
The crowd cheered!
Eat whatever you want, and if you want to drink, start with half a pot!
Long Panxi didn't care how they drank. The real flasks are all five-pound bottles, and the monk's stomach is very much considered.
The monks did a lot of things to drink. Good wine has existed since ancient times.
Long Panxi eats it, tonight the big fish and big meat are very appetizing to her, and some meat that she usually doesn't eat is on the table. The whole chicken and the whole duck are a little domineering.
Qi Wan, Kuang Chou, Wang Liu, Hou Pan and others got together, looking forward to the future and recalling the past while drinking, with high morale and wanting to fight for a future for themselves. Day by day stronger, year by year, forward and not backward.
Qi Wan looked at the wind and snow in the sky, and felt a little longing: "I don't know how my family is doing?" β
Long Panxi answered: "You are the hope of your whole village?" β
Qi Wan came to his senses and said with a smile: "Our village is poor, but other people's families have little to do with mine." I thought of Xiyue Sect, work for a few years, save some spirit stones, and go home to live a better life. Forty years have passed in a blink of an eye. β
Long Panxi said: "As a result, the city is not the same as I thought? β
Qi Wan smiled: "Actually, everyone has a number. But let's have a little hope. In the sect, there is always a better future than in the village. Although there are many people who can't go back in the sect, it's beautiful to go back. β
Long Panxi said: "It's not easy for you to go back to the scenery. Some hopes, though, are always unpretentious. In the future, we will be able to help some people if we have the ability. You can't manage the entire cultivation realm, but you can get some small tools, some good seeds, and help them improve their lives. This is also my simple hope. β
Qi Wan stood up and saluted the young sect master with wine.
Long Panxi said: "Let's not forget our original intention, save some spirit stones, and live a better life." β
Qi Wan respects the young sect master again!
Many people respect the young sect master!
Everyone said, "Our initial ideas were quite simple. β
"I just want to live. Didn't those ancestors want to live? β
An old man suddenly shouted at the young sect master: "Why doesn't the young sect master get married? β
This was too abrupt, and everyone else was stunned, and they didn't drink much and immediately sobered up.
The old man drank a pot of wine in one gulp, crookedly because he was lame, he sat and smiled obscenely: "The young sect master should find someone to rely on." β
Long Panxi asked calmly: "Then you say, who are you looking for?" β
The old man looked at the young sect master who was beautiful and small, and he couldn't suppress his obscenity, and he thought about the young sect master very gently: "Li Rongjun is not good, Guihe Zhenjun is not good, but there are many in the cultivation realm!" The young sect master is really worried. β
Long Panxi said: "You say, I am such a big business, how much protection fee should I pay?" β
The old man drank wine, his eyes glowed green, and he said with a big tongue, "We'll help you watch it." β
Long Panxi said: "You want to sell me? Can you keep this business? β
The old man said thoughtfully, "Isn't there still a young sect master?" β
Long Panxi said: "It means that I was sold by you and have to count the spirit stones for you?" Are you my dad? β
The old man smiled and said, "Isn't this what the sect master left for the young sect master?" β
Long Panxi responded: "What was left for me, I thought it was left for you." β
The old man reasoned: "We are helping you." β
Qi Wan said angrily to the young sect master: "Young sect master, don't talk nonsense with him. He used to recognize Li Guihe as the master, and he bullied people a lot. But he was too bad to go to Tianyan Sect. β
Zhang Tuo, the deacon of the instrument department, hurriedly pleaded guilty to the young sect master: "Although Peng Pu is usually lazy, he also does things. I didn't expect to hold this back. β
Long Panxi said: "I want to know, who can fight the Heavenly Yan Sect for me?" β
Sun Xia coaxed the young sect master: "He doesn't have enough brains, don't pay attention to him." β
The old man insisted on reasoning: "Tianyan Sect also has to give people face." β
(End of chapter)