The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Chapter 517: Public Display of Affection

As the celebration began, dozens of streams of light arrived and the venerable elders gathered in the flower forest.

Venerable Buqi raised his hand and threw the wine gourd. Grandmaster Fengling waved his sleeves and thousands of phoenix tree leaves fell and formed into a cup shape, covering the entire Xiashan Mountain.

The disciples who were assigned to the mountain gate raised their hands and took the wine cups in front of them.

As soon as Miao Jun returned to the mountain gate, he was surrounded by his senior brothers and sisters. His originally short, slightly gray hair had grown long behind his back, and he wore a golden crown on his head. He was over 1.6 meters tall, but he looked like a half-grown child.

But the little belly he had when he was young is gone. After all these years of being beaten up when going out, he has become much thinner, with only some fat left on his cheeks.

"Junior brother, you have lost a lot of weight!"

"My cultivation has also improved a lot!"

"Why is there no meat? Come, eat more!"

"My hair has grown back, too."

……

He was surrounded and kneaded like a mascot, but he was not annoyed at all. Instead, he began to take out gifts from his storage bag, each of which was brought back for his senior brothers and sisters on the road.

Unfortunately, some of them could not be delivered.

Finally, he found an eight-treasure box, which was a gift for Yu Mian.

His eyes wandered among the dense forests and the crowd, and he saw Yu Mian sitting on a small open space on the mountainside from afar. The next second, his eyes met with Venerable Huai Ci's. A beard instantly grew on him and he stopped moving forward.

Let’s wait until the celebration is over before looking for our tablemate!

Yu Mian noticed a pair of prying eyes for a moment and subconsciously turned his head to look. He saw Miao Jun smiling happily among the disciples of Fuyao Mountain.

For a moment, I really felt like I was watching a child grow up, even though the other person was several decades older than me.

But according to the age of spirit beasts, he is only a few years old and is a child himself.

Before she knew it, she was already in her thirties, almost forty in her previous life. She had not been in seclusion for much, and the changes over the past forty years were so great that it was really sad.

She raised her hand and touched her face. It turned out that cultivating immortality did have its benefits. It kept her youthful and beautiful.

I used to be afraid of getting old, but now I don’t have this worry at all.

Sheng Qing secretly read Yu Mian's thoughts from the side, unable to hold back his expression. He felt old even though he was less than 40 years old...

It's obviously still very young.

Does Mian'er really care about her age?

As soon as she thought of this, Yu Mian beside her turned her face and smiled teasingly with narrowed eyes: "Sheng Qing...what are you worrying about again~"

Why do you care so much about age? I never seem to care about this, and... as the saying goes, age will hurt you...

She is quite caring...

Yu Mian's thoughts began to run wild again, and a slight blush appeared on her cheeks.

Sheng Qing's expression twisted and complicated for a moment, and a strange smile flashed across his eyes. It seemed that his wife was indeed not as...

It seems that it’s okay if she goes a little too far...her bottom line has yet to be developed.

"Nothing, take the wine..." She reminded Yu Mian to take the wine in front of him. They both held up the leaf cups and looked towards the main seat.

"Oh, oh." Yu Mian took the wine in front of him, put his nose close to it and smelled it, and the mellow aroma rushed up to his head through his nose.

Good wine! Will you be drunk soon?

I shouldn't get drunk and crazy.

While she bent her head to smell the wine, Ning Yue, who was mixed in with the disciples of Hengyang Mountain, could be seen from afar, holding a glass of wine in one hand and a sword in the other.

In his mind, the magic sword said: "Hey, the wine brewed with merit, let me have a sip of the good stuff..."

Ning Yue: "Be quiet."

She just glanced at him from a distance and then looked away. There are three thousand roads in the world and as friends, it is a blessing to be able to walk a distance with each other.

The road will become wider and wider, and old friends will gradually go farther and farther away. As long as you are alive, that's enough.

The road to immortality will last for tens of thousands of years, and they will have countless opportunities to meet.

On Kutu Mountain, Lin Xiaohe stood in place, being hugged by Pei Zhiqing, who had a muscular body and was nearly 1.8 meters tall. "Senior Sister... Woohoo, it's so good to see you again!" The force was so great that it could almost break an old tree with a thick waist.

Lin Xiaohe only felt a little nervous, raised his hand and patted the big junior sister, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm back, right?"

Her petite figure was barely visible under the huge shadow of her junior sister.

Yin Li, who was leaning against a peach tree with a sword in his arms, silently looked away, and only smiled quietly after making sure that no one saw him.

He was the only one left in Louguang Mountain to inherit the legacy, and his master was busy at the main table, so he mingled in Kutu Mountain with his equally matched opponent and teammate.

The next moment, a bare hand slapped his shoulder, and a sound of bone cracking was heard. He sank half a foot into the ground, and the girl's voice came, "What are you laughing at?"

Yin Li turned his head and raised his hand to reset the bone skillfully. "It is not suitable to spar today. We will see you in the arena after the celebration is over and we are in seclusion."

"Hehe, since you lost this time, you have to call me senior sister." Lin Xiaohe smiled, looking gentle.

The two have been arguing for decades, neither of them would admit defeat and just wanted to hear the word "senior brother"/"senior sister".

"The outcome is still unknown." Yin Li used his spiritual power to repair the injury on his shoulder.

The two looked at each other, and in a flash they stopped talking. They leaned against each other under the big peach tree, looking at Yu Mian in the distance.

“Junior Sister Yu is indeed a genius…” Someone sighed, and then both of them fell silent.

The interactions between them gave them the opportunity to get to know each other because of Yu Mian's rapid improvement in cultivation, but also distanced them from each other because of Yu Mian's rapid improvement in cultivation.

Everything is caused by this. I don’t know if we will have the chance to get together again in the future.

Everyone is moving forward, but is just moving farther away irresistibly.

On the main seat, Gu Ruci picked up the wine glass, stood tall and straight, and shook her snow-white hair. She smiled and congratulated the elders and disciples in front of her: "After more than a decade of ups and downs, it has come to an end. I wish you all a long life and a bright future."

She raised her glass to celebrate from a distance.

Thousands of disciples and elders raised their hands together, stood up and wished together.

“May you all enjoy longevity and a bright sun and moon!” Thousands of voices echoed together, shaking off the peach blossoms on the mountainside.

Master Palm Wind hid on the clouds, with his fingertips slightly hooked, and peach blossoms surged like waves like the sea.

The peach blossom promise we made back then is fulfilled today.

Yu Mian raised his hand and stood up, caressed by the fragrance of peach blossoms, his black hair fluttering behind his head. Among thousands of people, he was like a dot in a landscape ink painting, a stroke in a history book. At this moment, his heart was surging.

This is the immortal cultivation sect, which is like a huge home.

Only a sect like this can last for thousands of years, like an evergreen pine tree.

She raised the cup and drank, the mellow taste of the wine surged up her cheeks, her cheeks turned light pink, and she was dragged to sit down by Sheng Qing, feeling a little dizzy.

His head felt like it was immersed in a pool of water, rising and falling with the waves. He leaned into Shengqing's arms, completely drunk.

It was impossible for the snake woman to help her get rid of the alcohol, so she just flicked her sleeves and hugged her in.

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