Gu Changsheng and Meng Fuzi both drank a lot of immortal wine.

The years of immortal wine were brewed by Meng Fuzi for thousands of years, and with Gu Changsheng's cultivation in the Jindan period, it was still a little unbearable.

Although there were more than a dozen golden pills in the sea of dantian qi, Gu Changsheng was really a little drunk.

And Meng Fuzi remembered those things and people back then, and remembered that piece of rivers and lakes, and the past came to his heart, and he tasted all kinds of tastes.

Wine is not intoxicating, people are drunk.

"The past cannot be traced, but that piece of rivers and lakes is still my most unforgettable time! Changsheng, I have wine, do you have poetry?"

Meng Fuzi held the glass cup in his hand, drank it all to the moon, and said with a smile.

"Absolutely!"

Gu Changsheng staggered to his feet.

Although he was already a little drunk, after drinking the immortal wine of the years and listening to the stories of Meng Fuzi's rivers and lakes, he felt that there seemed to be a flame burning in his chest, and a strong emotion was about to erupt.

It was late at night.

The mountain breeze was blowing, with a coolness, which made Gu Changsheng's drunkenness slightly sober.

He stood on the top of Zixia Mountain, facing the ethereal sea of clouds in front of him and the dazzling bright moon above the nine heavens.

"The world is out of my generation, and the years are urging when I enter the rivers and lakes. ”

Gu Changsheng drank all the wine in the cup, was frivolous, and sang loudly.

His voice resounded among the mountains, like a refreshing wind, and spread far away.

"In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunken ...... in life"

Gu Changsheng's gaze was a little confused, his figure was a little staggering, and he raised his glass and drank, like a mad life in the world, and like a singer in the mountains.

Meng Fuzi was also shocked, and there was a bright light in his eyes.

"Good poetry......!

Meng Fuzi exclaimed.

This poem is heroic, chic and uninhibited, and has an ethereal artistic conception of seeing through the world and transcending things, which is very in line with the current state of Mengfuzi.

The rivers and lakes, or the rivers and lakes!

But the people are gone, and they can't be traced......

......

In a barren mountain not far from Zixia Peak.

On the cliff wall, under the green pine, there is a cliff hole.

Zhao Qingshan sat at the mouth of the cliff cave, looking at the endless sea of clouds in front of him, as well as the bright stars in the sky, his cloudy gaze was like a candle in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time.

He was drooping old at the moment, his beard was white, his expression was withered, and his body exuded a strong dead air, without the slightest temperature.

He was like a cold rock whose life was coming to an end.

He was in retreat here, originally wanting to find a way out between life and death.

But he still failed.

The injury of the original god was triggered, and the whole person fell into a state of exhaustion of oil and lamp, and was about to sit down.

The direction he faced, the nine hanging immortal mountains were ethereal and mysterious, the sea of clouds was steaming, and the stars were shining together, that was the Infinite Star Palace, the sect he loved and fought for.

Now, he's leaving.

"It's good to die like this! I have lived up to the sect and the master in this life, I have adhered to my heart, and I have also seen the new hope of the Wuji Star Palace, even if I go here, I can calmly face the ancestors of the past generations......"

Zhao Qingshan muttered to himself, his eyes flashing with an uncertain light, and his face seemed to have a look of relief.

And at this moment, a voice passed through the mountains, flew over the sea of clouds, and sounded in his ears.

"The world is out of my generation, and the years are urging when I enter the rivers and lakes. ”

"In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunken ...... in life"

That voice sounded a little familiar, so that Zhao Qingshan couldn't remember it for a while, but the meaning of the poem made him shake all over, and his cloudy eyes lit up.

The world is out of my generation, and as soon as I enter the rivers and lakes, isn't that the high-spirited youth of my youth?

In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk life, the years go by, and at the end of life, everything is wiped out between talking and laughing.

"It's better than a drunk in life! It's better than a drunk in life!hahaha...... What poetry!"

Zhao Qingshan trembled, grabbed a wine gourd on his waist, and suddenly poured a few sips of wine, like a flame into his throat, and coughed violently a few times, as if tears were coughing out, but his heart was extremely happy.

Vaguely, he seemed to have returned to his youth, seeing the master who preached and received employment, saw the senior brother who loved him and protected him, and saw the scene of them fighting side by side, killing monsters, breaking into secret realms, and traveling the world.

"Lifting the sword and riding to wave the ghost rain, the white bones are like mountain birds flying in shock. ”

"The world is like a tide, people are like water, only sighing a few people in the rivers and lakes. ”

The ethereal voice came, wanton and happy, as if there was a hidden sense of pathos.

In Zhao Qingshan's cloudy gaze, it seemed that the great battle from a thousand years ago appeared, the corpses of the Infinite Star Palace were all over the field, the blood flowed like a river, and countless monsters came overwhelmingly, as if they were going to submerge the entire Infinite Star Palace.

He saw countless teachers die in front of him, and he saw countless disciples fighting to the death, their eyes resolute and firm.

He saw that the Wuji Star Palace had been reduced to ruins, and it had been rebuilt in the ruins, and the few remaining teenagers had overcome all obstacles, which gave the Wuji Star Palace new hope......

"Just sigh that a few people from the rivers and lakes have returned? The Supreme Elder, Master, Uncle, and Senior Brother all fell a thousand years ago, and only the twelve of us who survived were left! Ahem...... This wine hurts the eyes of spicy people!"

Zhao Qingshan took the wine gourd and poured it into a sip of wine, coughing violently in his mouth, and his eyes were slightly red.

"The hero road is far away and the applause is near, don't ask the common people to ask the stars. ”

"Heaven and earth have an end, the wind has faith, and the sea is immeasurable and there are no people!"

After the poem, the aftermath echoes between heaven and earth, with an incomparably mysterious rhythm.

And Zhao Qingshan has long been in tears.

"Don't ask the common people and ask the stars...... Don't ask the common people to ask the stars...... Hahaha...... It's a good poem! I just don't know who wrote it, but it's worth dying to see me off!"

Zhao Qingshan's eyes bloomed with a dazzling light, and there was a look of calm and relief on his face.

This poem seems to have a strange power, which makes him let go of all his obsessions, unwillingness, and attachments.

The hardest thing life can do is to let go.

Now, Zhao Qingshan let go, and he felt an unprecedented ease and ease.

"I'll go too!"

Zhao Qingshan slammed the empty wine gourd, and then sat cross-legged, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, calmly welcoming the arrival of death.

But what he didn't notice was that his primordial spirit, which was already about to dissipate and was extremely dim, actually lit up with a little starlight.

A mysterious artistic conception permeated him, enveloping his whole being.

......

"Ding! The host has completed the task of scattering a poem of the ancient poems of the earth, and the task will be settled in forty days!"

The voice of the system suddenly sounded in Gu Changsheng's sea of consciousness.

After Gu Changsheng finished chanting the poem, he was originally drunk and hazy, and he almost wanted to fall asleep, but this voice instantly woke him up.

"Success in scattering wealth?" so to speak...... Is this fateful person really Meng Fuzi? It's not easy! It's not easy!"

Gu Changsheng looked around, and finally his gaze fell on Meng Fuzi.

This is Zixia Peak, surrounded by barren mountains and mountains, empty, and the destined person is naturally Meng Fuzi.

It seems that as he guessed, Meng Fuzi liked poetry, and he gave this poem to Meng Fuzi, and Meng Fuzi became a destined person.

It's just that Gu Changsheng originally prepared another poem, but he just heard Meng Fuzi tell the story of the rivers and lakes, so he was moved, and he didn't expect to succeed in dispersing wealth.

"The world is out of my generation, and the years are urging when I enter the rivers and lakes. In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk in life. Lifting a sword and riding to wave the ghost rain, the white bones are like mountain birds flying in shock. The world is like a tide, people are like water, and only a few people in the rivers and lakes are back. The hero road is far away and the applause is near, don't ask the common people to ask the stars. Heaven and earth have an end, the wind has faith, and the sea is immeasurable, and there is no ...... in the sea."

"What a good poem! Changsheng, among all the poems you have written over the years, only this one is the most in line with my heart! What is the name of this poem?"

Meng Fuzi faced the sea of clouds, stood with his hands in his hands, as if savoring this poem, and after a long time, he turned around, his face full of emotion.

"This poem is called...... Let's live in the rivers and lakes!"

Gu Changsheng was slightly stunned and said slowly.

This seems to be a poem in a very famous movie in his previous life, and he has long forgotten what the name is, but since there are two words in it, he casually gave it a name.

"Life is good! Changsheng, even if I owe you a favor, if you need anything in the future, within my ability, I will definitely help you!"

Meng Fuzi said quite seriously.

"Master Mengzi, you and I are gentlemen's friends, where do you need to talk about this! I believe that if I am in need, let alone one thing, even if it is ten or a hundred things, Master Meng will help!"

Gu Changsheng is colored.

Just kidding, how can one favor be enough?

Gu Changsheng wanted to hug this big thick leg tightly.

Although he didn't know Meng Fuzi's cultivation, he could be sure that Meng Fuzi's thigh was definitely more reliable than the old guy he respected.

"It's me who is in love! That's right, if you have something, I will help you! This poem made me realize a little, let's drink and enjoy the moon today, that's the end of it!"

Meng Fuzi smiled slightly.

A little bit of enlightenment?

Gu Changsheng suddenly became alert.

What did Meng Fuzi realize?

Could it be that after hearing this poem, Meng Fuzi's cultivation has skyrocketed, and he is about to soar to become an immortal?

That's a bad thing!

"Master Meng, I've been fine lately, I don't know if I can stay in Zixia Peak for a few days?

Gu Changsheng's eyes rolled and he smiled slightly.

Danger must be nipped in the bud.

He decided in an instant, he didn't go anywhere for the past forty days, just looked at Meng Fuzi at Zixia Peak.

It must be made certain that there is no trace of Mengfuzi's fate being changed.

This time, he must defeat the dog system!

"How many days will you stay in Zixia Peak? Naturally, you are welcome! It just so happens that your Infinite Star Dictionary has already built a Dao foundation, and the one hundred and eight Golden Pills are perfect and perfect, and you can quickly improve your cultivation, let me help you condense a few more Star Golden Pills during this time!"

Meng Fuzi's eyes lit up, and he smiled slightly.

Gu Changsheng has a lot of good poems on his body, it is rare that he is willing to stay in Zixia Peak, how can Master Meng not be happy?

Maybe I'll be able to pull out a few more good poems.

The two of them had their own thoughts, looked at each other and smiled, and they were very satisfied.