The old drunkard led the butcher knife through the bamboo forest, and at this moment, he heard a rough voice say: "Every time the old wine worm comes the latest!"

"Stinky beggars like to speak ill of people behind their backs!" the old drunkard led the butcher knife to a clearing in the bamboo forest.

There were several lying stones in the clearing, and a burly beggar sat on one of them, holding a bowl of fine wine in his hand, and was about to drink it.

To the right hand of the beggar, a carpenter was sawing wood, as if he were making furniture, and to the left of the beggar, a one-eyed alchemist and a vicious head were playing chess.

"Everybody's early!" said the old drunkard.

The burly beggar stood up from the lying stone and said, "Old wine worm, how are you grinding and grinding, if you don't come to the beggar, I won't be happy to drink." ”

The vicious head seemed to be at a disadvantage in chess, and he was about to lose. Just took this opportunity to use a trace of spiritual power to crush the chess pieces into powder, got up and said: "The old drunkard and the non-beggar are too noisy, a good game of chess, so that you are not interested in arguing!"

"Evil Toutuo, are you playing tricks? This game of chess has been played for a hundred years, and I see that I have won, but you rely on chess, if you are reluctant to use that Zen weapon, you can say it clearly, why bother to play this indiscriminate trick!"

Seeing that the one-eyed alchemist had broken his mind, the evil head was ashamed and sprinkled all the evil fire on the body of the beggar.

"Okay, you're not a beggar, it's because of you that I'm wronged, you have to accompany me with a treasure, otherwise I'm not done with you!"

"Hehe, evil head, you are so shameless, seeing that you are about to lose, you are reluctant to give that spiritual blood Bodhi to Xu Banblind, but you sprinkle evil fire on me, do you really think that I am a beggar and I am easy to bully?"

"What, do you want to fight?" Evil Toutuo's eyes widened angrily, looking at the beggar.

"Beggar, I'm the ancestor of fighting, and today I happen to have itchy hands!"

"Look at you, the juniors are here today, what kind of style are you like this!" the old drunkard argued on the side.

"Okay, don't make any noise, every time you come, it's a headache, it's an old guy who is more than a thousand years old, why is it so angry?" The carpenter who had been sawing wood finally straightened up.

I saw him throw the sawn pieces of wood into the air, and these pieces of wood were combined into a brilliant and majestic building more than 100 zhang above the ground under the control of the carpenter's immortal method.

When the old drunkard saw this, he said to everyone: "The rotten carpenter has built the pavilion in the sky, how about I go upstairs to admire the moon?"

The carpenter shouted into the depths of the bamboo forest, and after a while, a person rushed in, and Tu Xiaodao saw that this was not Nangong She! He just wanted to say hello to Nangong She, but he saw the carpenter carrying Nangong She straight to the pavilion in the sky.

Then the rest of the people also called for their disciples, walked into the void, and climbed the pavilion in the sky, and as everyone flew high, the bamboo in the bamboo forest also grew taller.

On the top floor of the pavilion is a hall with five tables on the table, on which are a wine glass and a few plates, and five people sit on the floor.

The old drunkard said: "Once every ten years, the meeting of the bamboo forest, I will come across the sea and talk about wine." Then he took up his own jug and filled it in front of everyone.

Evil Toutou stretched out his nose and sniffed, and said, "Wine is good wine, but the moon is too hazy. With that, he took out a rag from his bosom, stretched out his hand to wipe it, and wiped away the mist that shrouded the bamboo forest, and the moon became much brighter.

The beggar pursed his lips and said, "This moon is too small." After that, he untied a tattered belt from his body, threw it hard, and the belt stretched infinitely, and he didn't know where it stretched, and then he didn't pull it hard, and saw that the bright moon was pulled over, and it became a lot bigger.

"There is good wine, bright moon, but no one dances to help the fun, how boring is it?" I saw Xu Banblind took out a bamboo flute from his body, and blew it, without rhyme and tone, and his voice was hoarse, making the listener frown.

The evil head Tuo couldn't help but be full of trouble, and when he was about to drink Xu was half blind, he saw three fairies in the moonlit sky, dancing in front of the pavilion in the sky.

"Okay, interesting! I'm going to pick up some dishes to go with wine. The rotten wood carving stood up, took out a small wooden ladder from his bosom, and shook it towards the clouds, and the small wooden ladder stretched all the way to the clouds, becoming a ladder to the sky.

The rotten wood carving stepped on the ladder to the sky, and went to the sky, and after a short time, it disappeared, and then after about an hour, the rotten wood carving returned to the pavilion in the air, and took out some fruits and dishes from the Qiankun bag. He put it on the plate in front of everyone with his power. Tu Xiaodao can feel the rich aura emanating from these fruits and dishes, which should be a fairyland.

"The moon, the wine, the delicacies, and the moonlight fairy, wonderful, wonderful!" the old drunkard smiled as he raised his glass, "Come, old fellows, drink this cup to your heart's content." ”

All five of them raised their glasses and drank the wine in their glasses.

I saw a dancing fairy, flying into the air pavilion, picking up the wine jug in front of the old drunkard, and pouring wine for everyone.

The bamboo flute carved by rotten wood is suspended in the air, although no one blows, but still emits the sound of heaven, two fairies dance on the moonlight, and a fairy pours wine for everyone, this situation is really heaven and earth!

Everyone drank and talked happily, and after a while, they talked about those new or old stories, Tu Xiaodao listened to their words, and then realized that the world they were in had five continents, namely the Central Continent, the Eastern Xuanzhou, the Demon Continent, the Demon Continent, and the Buddha Land.

The rotten wood carvings are from Zhongzhou, the old drunkard is from the Eastern Regions Xuanzhou, the beggar is from the Demon Continent, Xu Banblind is from the Demon Continent, and the evil head is from the Buddha Land.

Although they look like people in the market, but the cultivation is probably in the scattered fairyland, they could have sat in a country, enjoy the admiration and worship of the world, but they hide their traces in the market, I don't know what they want.

I don't know when, the flute stopped, the fairy was nowhere to be seen, and the cups and plates in the pavilion in the air were in disarray. Prosperity and decline, the feast is finally dispersed, even the scattered immortals on the ground are not exempt from vulgarity, witnessing this situation, the five people in the attic in the air can't help but feel sad.

The beggar took a chopstick, tapped the cup and plate in front of him, and sang sadly: "Everyone in the world is good for the gods, and the gods have their own immortals, only look high in the clouds, who suffers from the loneliness and coldness; ”

After listening to the sad song of not beggars, everyone was gloomy, and the rotten wood carving said miserably: "Although we are land scattered immortals, but we are also restricted by the way of heaven, although we can live for thousands of years, but in the end it is just a mirror, after all, it is a bamboo basket to draw water!"

The old drunkard was originally an open-minded person, and when he saw that everyone was sad, he forced himself to laugh and said: "The bell and drum are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk!"

But everyone sighed for a long time, how could they still be in the mood to drink, the old drunkard sighed and put down the wine glass.

For a while, everyone was silent, and there was a sense of sadness in the sky.