At night, the stars shine brightly.

The city wall on which the plum tree rests, a cloud of colorful light appeared. It was like an open carpet on which tens of thousands of monks sat and stood and lay down. With wine glasses in their hands, they talked and laughed, as if they had forgotten what they were waiting for tomorrow.

In the high-rise building in the center of the main city, Qi Ganhui also picked up a glass of wine and sat opposite the white-haired monk who had been following him.

The wine entered his throat, and he said slowly: "Dai'er, tomorrow the demon beasts will rush into the realm, you go back to the clan, help me and the Thirteen Ancestors, and bring a ......"

"Ancestor, grandson won't ......leave," the white-haired male cultivator said with a wine glass, shaking his head, with a look of determination in his expression.

Hearing this, Qi Ganhui slapped the cup in his hand on the wooden table and scolded: "What, do you want to break the clan rules?"

"If you commit it, you will make it, and your grandson ......will not have committed it," the white-haired male cultivator replied with a light smile, obviously he didn't plan to leave. Even if it is possible to die on the battlefield tomorrow......

Looking at the white-haired male cultivator, Qi Ganhui took a deep breath, pinched his forehead with his hand, and his serious face turned helpless.

"Dai'er, the ancestor took you with him, first of all, to protect you, and secondly, when the war really came, he could send you home, so that our lineage could continue to be brilliant. Go back, the 'large teleportation array' that can teleport back to the clan land has been arranged. Come, drink this glass of wine with my ancestor......"

As he spoke, he shook the wine glass that had been raised.

And the white-haired male cultivator saw it, although the wine glass and the dry glass clinked glasses and drank, but he still didn't plan to leave, listen to his elder's arrangement!

With the slightly spicy wine in his stomach, the white-haired monk wiped the corners of his mouth and said slowly: "Ancestor, if you want to protect your grandson's life, you will protect your life tomorrow." Otherwise, even if the grandson returns to the clan, he will not have a chance to ......."

At this point, the white-haired male cultivator was suddenly stunned, looked at the wine glass in his hand with a twitch in the corner of his eyes, and turned to look at Qi Ganhui in disbelief.

With a "bang", the wine glass fell to the ground, and the white-haired male cultivator closed his eyes and fell asleep.

With a loving smile, Qi Ganhui looked at this child who was older than himself but was his great-great-grandson, and muttered: "Dai'er, grandpa has already arranged it for you." Your thirteenth uncle ancestor will do his best to help you enter the infant transformation. This is also the prerequisite for Grandpa to leave the clan land and come to this Demon Sea borderland......"

Looking at his great-grandson, after drinking another glass of wine, he took off his storage ring and put it on the hand of the white-haired male cultivator.

After doing this, he opened the high-rise formation and used the sound transmission technique to order the cultivators waiting outside the building to come in.

The two black-robed male cultivators stepped into the tall building, saluted Qi Ganxi, and shouted "Ancestor".

Qi Ganhui glanced at the two of them, beckoned them forward, and said in a serious voice: "Send the young master back to the clan land... Remember, when he wakes up, tell him to take care of the cultivation of the first line......"

With that, the two black-robed monks took the white-haired male monk away after saying goodbye. Leaving alone to drink, looking ahead, his eyes deep and dry......

In the 'Changtang Pass', a violent teleportation light flashed for the last time tonight. After sending away a group of monks who could leave, the 'large teleportation array' was destroyed, and no one could use it anymore.

Late at night, the monks guarding the 'Changtang Pass' along the towering city walls, some sat alone, and some opened their hearts to chat about their past. And some used the teleportation formation to go to the place of the tavern that still existed in the main city, the land of the willow courtyard. Whether it is indulgence or weeping, there is no one to restrain them, because tomorrow there is no one to escape from life and death. Even as the 'Heavenly Venerable', Qi Ganhui watched those war cultivators who were supposed to be in power enter and leave the main city without permission, but they acquiesced and did not stop them.

On this night, many jade slips carrying divine consciousness and words flew away from 'Changtang Pass' and set off towards the place where their hearts desired. Maybe the spiritual power in that jade slip is not enough to cross thousands of mountains and rivers to go to that destination. But no one in this 'Changtang Pass' has the ability to leave, and there is no jade slip that does not belong to the battle report that can be teleported away. Therefore, the 'Changtangguan' monks pinned this hope on the good cultivators, hoping that when they saw that the spiritual power of this jade slip was exhausted, they could renew a trace of spiritual power for it and help it fly home......

This is the final night of 'Changtangguan'. It's also the final night of all the Demon Sea Fronts!

Almost all of the Demon Sea Battle Cultivators don't know if they can survive! Because the General Alliance has already cut off their back road, because the General Alliance actually doesn't know if they can hold the Demon Sea Battle Line. However, the general alliance is willing to fight for his life, including the famous 'Seventy-Eight Heavenly Venerables of the Immortal Capital' and the 'Thirteen Immortal Venerables of the Demon Sea'. They did not flee from the Demon Sea front, they chose to start the final battle with the demon beast army. So, how can they let others leave and others flee.

On this night, a pre-existing chain of large-scale forbidden formations appeared thousands of miles away from the battle line of the Demon Sea. With its opening, no monk can leave on his own or with the power of a sect.

It exists only to welcome the triumphant monk, or the victorious demon beast!

Each front has chosen its own way to spend the night. Only the 'Changtangguan' front, the scene surrounded by colorful light, is the most moving.

In the midst of laughter, they forgot where they were. Between the clinking glasses of wine, they forget what tomorrow is!

More and more monks are coming, and most of them are monks who have lost any hope when they first came to Changtang Pass. Now, when I gather here, every time I drink a glass of wine, I feel infinitely emotional.

They were grateful for the rain, and the red clothes they wore spoke for themselves. And the rest of the monks are all on the battlefield, and they have seen the figure of the rain when they are holding spears and killing in the rear of the demon beast army. While they were impressed, they also deeply understood why this red-clothed nun could be called 'Immortal Venerable', and why she was able to make the 'Changtangguan' monk wear red clothes!

Now, the red-clothed nun sat on top of the city, as she sang in the ballad, with her red sleeves rolled up.

Her hair was loose and her cheeks were flushed, and she drank wine as she told stories she had heard.

She said that there used to be a place called 'Qiangjia Town'. The story that I heard began when a Taoist priest who went down the mountain to train met a little beggar who was bullied......

Enter the sect and fly high. Leaving the sect, tenacious and stubborn. Back to the sect, things have changed. Outside the sky, you know the strange way.

The little beggar has experienced a lot on the long road to immortality. But I can't figure out the good and the evil. She knows that it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, but she does not understand why her eyes are open, but she can't see the evil of the people she meets, whether there is evil or not. And whether the evil you do can really be considered evil?

Are the monsters evil? Why are all the people she meets affectionate and righteous? Are the monks good? Why are the people she meets not lovely!

She once saw the monk launch a big war for the "return to the soul", and let the disciples of her sect die, just to restore the spiritual energy of one region. She has also seen demon beasts, and for a demon beast that she has never known each other, she will help each other without asking for anything in return. The two, one evil and one good, have nothing to argue. But why walk on the path of immortals, the former has become a helpless good. The latter becomes a stupid evil!

She didn't understand, and she didn't want to understand in the end. Experience flashiness, and the injury can only be healed by yourself. After the years, the endless immortal road is only to go alone......

Before the story was finished, the rain was already in tears!

I don't know if it's under the influence of fine wine, or what's wrong, for the first time, she really hated Xiantu.

After becoming a monk, it is a constant robbery, a constant fight. Fight with people, fight with demons, fight with the sky. Endless competition, is it the foundation of cultivating immortals?

Slowly, the monks who were close to Yu Yu fell silent. They don't understand what happened to Lord Xianzun, the story is so good, why did they cry. But someone really understood, so they also sighed and lowered their heads along with the rain.

Under the moonlight, the rain with his head down, had an extra pair of hands on his shoulders.

It was the hand that greeted the long wind, he smiled, and shouted loudly and magnificently: "Cultivating immortals, one is immortality, the second is leisure, and the third is confidant and wine......"

After saying that, Yan Yu's body moved slightly, raised his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "Yes, Changsheng, leisurely, confidant, wine......"

Seeing that Yu Yu smiled, the monks around him also smiled.

Indeed, immortality, leisure, confidant, and wine seem to be really their purpose in cultivating immortals.

In the laughter, Yan Yu opened the hand of Yingchangfeng, raised his head, and the glass of wine entered his throat, and his face was even more drunk.

"Lord Xianzun, where do you want to go when this battle is over?"

In the crowd, I don't know who suddenly shouted loudly.

But as soon as these words came out, hundreds of thousands of monks on the side of the city wall surrounded by colorful lights actually quieted down at this moment.

Seeing this, Yu Yu snorted and replied loudly: "Find a place called 'Yi Jia Town', find a man who dares to hold the hand of the deity, and share the pillow and bed with him......"

The words of the rain caused tens of thousands of monks around to laugh. And she blushed, and after drinking a glass of wine, she continued to speak: "The deity does what it says, you can see it......"

When the sound fell, suddenly a large group of monks stopped talking and laughing. They quietly looked at Li Yu, who was dressed in red and holding a wine glass in his hand, and remembered the appearance of Yan Yu when he first came to 'Changtang Pass'. At that time, she also said that she would guard the 'Changtang Pass', so that those who didn't believe in her would watch. That day, she did. Today, everyone hopes that she can do it......

After the abrupt silence, the city wall, laughter and scolding began again.

When Yu was half drunk, he leaned on Ying Changfeng's side and tried to grab the 'War Spirit Gun' with his hand, but was pushed away by Ying Changfeng in disgust......

And when she laughed stupidly, she rushed to Yingchangfeng again, but he was pushed back again.

Back and forth, the surrounding monks laughed, but they all admired Yingchangfeng, it was a real man......

The woman in red with her hair and blushing face, who doesn't want to be close. Only Yingchangfeng really disliked pushing her away again and again......