When night fell, the sky was full of stars, behind him was a long river of three thousand zhang of essence, and in front of him was a boundless ancient tree.

"Hey, has the little junior brother seen your senior brother," when Ji Changkong was stunned, an impatient voice suddenly came from behind him, if it was an ordinary person, he would definitely be startled, but he was used to it!

His second senior brother's name is Night Dark, and it is said that he gave his own name, according to his own personality.

However, at least the current Ji Changkong can't see that this name has anything to do with his character, it is almost the same to say that it is diametrically opposed, there is no slightest feeling of darkness and coldness, but there is a kind of gossip potential.

Pranks are commonplace, and it is normal to do some inexplicable things occasionally, in general, although less than half a day has passed, Ji Changkong has already made his second senior brother's character clear.

Neuropathy plus two hundred and five is his evaluation of the dark night!

"Senior brother, I haven't seen it," Ji Changkong shrugged his shoulders and didn't reply.

"Cut, it's really boring," Dark Night touched his nose and said that he couldn't make Ji Changkong react excessively, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"By the way, you said that Senior Brother is very interesting, what is the situation," Ji Changkong suddenly said curiously.

"Well, if you're willing to go to the old immortal place to steal a jar of the hundred herb wine he cheated from the Great Elder of the Demon Suppression Sect not long ago, I'll sue you," the sly look on the cynical face of the dark night flashed away.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you know it anyway, I'll see you in the future," Ji Changkong said lightly, unmoved, there is quite a kind of artistic conception that I will not move despite his monstrous flood.

"This ...... , "There is nothing to be done in the dark, Ji Changkong's adaptability is beyond imagination, and it only takes half a day to fully adapt to his character, so now this kind of thing can't fool him at all."

However, Ji Changkong said this just to deal with the dark night and make this guy deflated, and he was actually very curious about this senior brother.

It is said that his senior brother is the pinnacle of the young generation, known to the world, and even once had a big battle with Huang Tianjiao, regardless of victory or defeat, Ji Changkong is still very curious about such a character from the bottom of his heart.

After all, at the peak of the young generation, it is really amazing to be able to fight with Huang Tianjiao.

Having seen the horror of Huang Tianjiao with his own eyes, how could he not be curious about his senior brother, but looking at the appearance of the dark night, it seems that this senior brother is not reliable, but there are still some longings!

"Let's go, follow me to find it," Dark Night grabbed Ji Changkong and left.

The mountain bag is not big, and the dark night, as a cultivator of the Heavenly Gate realm, has already cultivated his divine sense, although it can't be too strong, but a qiē within a radius of a hundred meters can't hide his eyes, and it only took half a pillar of incense for him and Ji Changkong to find the legendary person in their minds.

"This, this is Senior Brother?" Ji Changkong pointed to the drunken ghost in front of him.

"That's right," Dark Night looked surprised.

"But, how can this be...... "Ji Changkong doesn't know what to say, anyway, it's indescribable."

The sloppy man in front of him, drunk and lying on weeds, with saliva wet clothes, is really the senior brother in his mind, can't he be the wrong person?

To say that the person in front of him is sloppy, he can definitely compare with his cheap master, with the same messy hair, the same tattered robes, and the same emaciated body...... , if you say something different, I'm afraid it's only that huge wine gourd!

According to Ji Changkong's estimate, even if this wine gourd is not a magic weapon with space inside, I am afraid it can hold ten catties of wine, and it can't be held with one hand.

"Let's go, carry your senior brother back for dinner," Dark Night ignored Ji Changkong's surprised and laughing expression, it seemed to him that the so-called reception dinner was more important, if Ji Changkong was confident that he was not wrong about the short-lived saliva.

Ji Changkong was already numb, and his only hope was shattered.

A wonderful master, a wonderful apprentice, in short, if he is not deceived, he must have been fooled.

The master is sanctimonious on the surface, but in fact he is obscene and sloppy, irresponsible and likes to be greedy, while the two apprentices are a sloppy drunkard and a lazy gossip young man.

Of course, he subconsciously expelled himself, not realizing how rebellious it was to fight against the Sixfold Pulse Opening Pulse with just his physical body.

In a word, the four masters and apprentices are all wonderful!

……

Although he no longer had any expectations for the so-called reception dinner, when he actually saw it, Ji Changkong was still shocked.

Whether other people believe it or not, Ji Changkong doesn't believe it anyway.

A tattered table in a tattered hut, two tattered chickens in a tattered bowl, and beyond that was a palm-sized tiny jar of wine.

It's not so much a dinner party as it is a ...... In short, there are no words to describe it!

"Old immortal, did you steal it?" Before Ji Changkong could wake up from the shock, the dark night pointed to the missing chicken ass and began to go crazy, looking at his angry appearance, if people who don't know, they probably think that someone stole his wife.

"I didn't steal it, anyway, I just didn't, my old man still thinks about it, where are the chicken wings?" the old guy quietly rubbed his oily hand on his robe, and blushed his face and quibbled.

"What about the chicken legs, why are there only two left......

", what are chicken legs, what about chicken necks, what about two chicken necks......"

……

Ji Changkong put the drunk senior brother on the tattered three-legged bed on the side, covering his face and not daring to look at these two people.

What about the dinner party, but why are the two chickens left with intact skeletons and very few skins that no one has ever chewed?

The dinner party is hopeless, and Ji Changkong doesn't want to eat it, what he wants to do most now is to cultivate.

He had also read some of that greasy booklet, it was the cultivation method of the Pulse Opening Realm, very old and vague, but just as powerful, at least he thought so, and Dark Night had inadvertently said that he regretted it.

For him, although there is no pathos on the surface, and there is no self-defeating appearance, it does not mean that he does not want revenge.

On the contrary, the persistence in his heart is beyond imagination, and he can do anything to take revenge.

It's just that he has a good heart, suppressing all the negative feelings in the deepest part, and he is just like a normal person, but he is a little more persistent in his pursuit of power.

However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, something unreliable happened again.

As soon as the originally menacing second senior brother heard that the two chickens were hatched in the same nest, he immediately cried, holding the two chickens as if he were holding his wife, and died bitterly.

"Brother, you died so miserably, brother avenged you, woo woo ......"

"Big brother and second brother, my brother is here to accompany you, you are here to bully me, beat me, kick me......"

"I'll fight with you, big brother......"

In short, there was a ghost crying wolf, all kinds of incredible, and he couldn't describe his appearance with a crime!

Ji Changkong originally wanted to go up to comfort him, but before he could act, the drunken senior brother seemed to have discovered something, jumped up from the broken bed and grabbed the palm-sized wine jar in his hand.

Its movements are so agile, its movements are swift and precise, where it looks like a drunk person.

"Leave some for your new junior brother," At the last moment, the old Taoist priest who was looking at the darkness and going crazy in the dark with a sad face finally reacted and immediately shouted.

"Oh, the new junior brother, hmm," the drunken-eyed and weak-eyed senior brother snapped his hand, and the fist-sized wine jar was broken in it, and the incision was neatly cut as if it had been cut by a divine weapon, and the wine in it trickled down, not even oozing a trace of aroma.

As soon as he left his hand, half of the wine jar and the wine in it fell into Ji Changkong's hands, and the remaining half was drunk by the drunkard.

"Father, mother, I miss you ......"

"Sister, where are you......"

……

Ji Changkong is completely crazy, how can there be a mess in this small thatched hut, a drunkard, a psychopath, and an old immortal who is disrespectful to the old, this day is really unbearable.

rushed out of the hut as fast as he could, out of sight and out of mind, Ji Changkong didn't even take back his own thatched hut and rushed to the primeval jungle in front of him with half a jar of wine!