Chapter 2216
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Sure enough, as Ye Qiu expected, two hours later, dozens of city lords were drunk by Reverend Changmei.
”Hehe, I taught the gameplay and set the rules. Who else should get drunk but you？”
Reverend Changmei jumped onto the table, saw a group of city lords drunk on the ground, and said arrogantly, “Who else？”
”Who else？”
”Who else？”
Asked three times in a row, and no one answered.
”Hmph, a bunch of trash. You actually wanted to get me drunk. Do you think you can？ Do you deserve it？”
Reverend Changmei was in high spirits. He held a glass of wine, raised his head and poured it into his mouth, and then said, “It’s been a long time since I’ve been so happy. It’s refreshing.”
”I suddenly have a great inspiration for poetry and decide to write a poem.”
Then, he chanted with a shaking head look.
”Come to Qingyun Peak, drink wildly and want to become immortal.”
”Lie drunk under the old pine, with white clouds covering half.”
Ye Qiu was a little surprised. The old thing’s poetry writing level had improved a lot. At least it was much better than the previous doggerel.
Although this was also a doggerel.
”What a good poem！” Ziyang Tianzun patted the table and cheered.
Reverend Changmei was even more proud and said, “I’m writing another one.”
”Glory and fame, go to hell. Official career, no interest, already closed. Today I come to Qingyun Sect, just want to find a good wife.”
Hahaha…
The whole audience burst into laughter.
Here it comes, the familiar taste is here again.
Ye Qiu rolled his eyes.
”Senior, what do you think of this poem of mine？” asked the Long-browed True Man.
The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable said： “Good poem, good poem.”
”I think so too. Let me write another one, listen carefully…”
The Long-browed True Man started writing poems again.
Taking advantage of everyone’s joy, Ye Wushuang took Ye Qiu and walked to a corner to sit down.
”Qiu’er, you’ve drunk a lot. Are you okay？” Ye Wushuang asked concerned.
”I’m fine.” Ye Qiu looked at Ye Wushuang, who was full of alcohol, and said, “Father, you’ve drunk a lot. Are you not drunk？”
Ye Wushuang smiled and said： “I’m a saint after all. A mere hundred catties of wine is like drinking plain water.”
Tsk, actually my father pretended to be.
Ye Wushuang leaned back, supported the ground with his arms, and said： “It’s been a long time since I felt so relaxed.”
When Ye Qiu heard this, he couldn’t help turning his head. When he saw the white hair on Ye Wushuang’s temples, he felt a burst of heartache and said： “Dad, you’ve suffered.”
Ye Wushuang shook his head： “I don’t feel bitter. At least I saw you… Qiu’er, do you feel that this scene tonight is a bit like celebrating the New Year in the secular world？”
Ye Qiu immediately understood Ye Wushuang’s mood and asked, “Missing mom？”
“Yes.” Ye Wushuang said, “Back then in the secular world, I owed Jinglan a lot. For so many years, you mother and son depended on each other for survival, and Jinglan has given a great deal for our family.
”Now our father and son are reunited and having a good time here with wine, but your mother is still alone in the secular world…”
”I don’t know how she is doing now？”
Ye Qiu comforted, “Dad, you just said something wrong. Mom is not alone.”
”Sister Lin, Sister Bing, and also Xiaoxue and Xiaoyurui are accompanying her. She is enjoying herself.”
”Don’t worry. I believe it won’t be long before we can return to the secular world.”
Ye Wushuang said, “I asked my master, and he also has no way to go to the secular world. I’m afraid only the strong of the Great Emperor realm have the means to shuttle between the two worlds.”
”I’m only a Saint now. I don’t know when I will be able to become an Emperor？”
Ye Qiu said, “Grandpa said that there are some magical secret techniques and secret treasures that can also lead to the secular world.
”Maybe at some point, we will come across such things.”
”After all, my luck has always been relatively good.”
”I hope so！” Ye Wushuang said, “What I’m worried about now is that by the time we can go back, your mother and the others have already turned into a handful of loess.”
”And your grandpa, who is so old, I don’t know if he can wait until the day I go back？”
Cultivators have a long lifespan, but Qian Jinglan and the others are just ordinary people and can’t resist the passage of time.
“Dad, don’t worry. Please believe me, I will definitely find a way to go back.” Ye Qiu said firmly.
Isn’t the purpose of cultivating immortality to protect one’s family？
If when he goes back, his family has already become ghosts, then what’s the meaning of his cultivating immortality？
So, he must go back, and as soon as possible.
Ye Wushuang said seriously： “Qiu’er, I believe in you.”
Ye Qiu smiled and asked： “Dad, was it Grandmaster who asked you to be the Great Elder of Qingyun Sword Sect？”
“Hmm.” Ye Wushuang nodded slightly and said： “Master is worried that the Underworld will assassinate me again next, so he left me in Qingyun Sword Sect, which is also to protect me.”
“Although I accepted the position of Great Elder, I told Master and your father-in-law that I won’t manage things.”
“So, next I plan to stay in Qingyun Sword Sect and concentrate on cultivation.”
Ye Qiu smiled and said： “This is good.”
“Qiu’er, what are your plans next？” Ye Wushuang asked.
Ye Qiu said： “When I entered the cultivation world, I originally only had three things to do.”
“First, find you. Second, find the murderer who destroyed Baihua Palace and avenge Yue’er. Third, find Huzi.”
“Now that I have found you, and met Huzi some time ago, and now I also know that the destruction of Baihua Palace is related to the Underworld.”
“Now, I still have a major matter to do, which is to search for the Heavenly Dao Qi Luck and prove the Dao and become an Emperor within a hundred years.”
Ye Qiu’s tone was heavy, and it could be heard that he was under a lot of pressure.
Ye Wushuang patted Ye Qiu’s shoulder and encouraged him, saying, “Qiu’er, don’t be afraid. I will always stand behind you at any time.”
“Hmm.” Ye Qiu said, “Dad, thank you.”
“I’m your father. Why are you being polite with me?” Ye Wushuang said, “After the matter here is resolved, we will return to the secular world. At that time, you can marry all your confidantes together, have more children, and let your mother and me enjoy the happiness of family.”
“No problem.” Ye Qiu readily agreed.
In this world, although there are beautiful women accompanying him, although there is no legal restraint, and although he has met many friends, for Ye Qiu, there is no sense of belonging at all.
In his heart, only the secular world is his home.
……
In the middle of the night.
The banquet ended.
Those drunk city lords were helped to their rooms to rest by the disciples. There were also some city lords who, because they had eaten too much of the divine beast’s meat could no longer suppress their realm and could only cross the tribulation on the spot.
When the Long-browed True Person was pulled away by the Wine Sword Immortal, he was still muttering non-stop in his mouth, “I can still drink, I still want to write poems…”
And Ye Qiu, at the moment when the banquet ended, was directly pulled into Yun Xi’s room by the Hundred Flowers Fairy.
That night, outside the sky tribulation continued, the thunder resounded through the rivers and mountains, and inside Yunxi’s room, the momentum was no less, the sound of killing was endless, like weeping and complaining.
Ye Qiu charged bravely and killed in all directions.
There is a poem as evidence：
At three o’clock the lamp is on and at five o’clock the cock crows, it is the time when a man exerts his strength！
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