There is no banquet in life that lasts forever. The friends who have been with us all the way have finally come to the time to say goodbye.

Although they are both cultivators and have seen many separations in their long lives, they are still young after all, and it is inevitable that they will feel sad in their hearts.

It was obviously a wedding banquet to celebrate success, but the spiritual wine had a different and unspeakable taste.

Qi Xun didn't use her spiritual power to resolve her hangover. With a slight hint of drunkenness, Qixun took out the gifts she had prepared for her friends, one jar of monkey wine for each person, two eighth-grade gold shield talismans, two thunder explosion talismans, and two light body talismans each.

Zhang, two thousand-mile teleportation talismans.

"I know that everyone's strength may not be useful in the lower realm. However, when we go to the outer battlefield, the wars are constant, and the people we encounter are all alien races, then we must use these spiritual talismans. These are top-quality talismans, even against Mahayana.

In the early stage, I can resist you for a while. Consider it a parting gift from me. Brothers, sisters, and uncles, we are destined to see you again on the battlefield in the outer world, or in the spirit world."

Fusu smiled and rubbed her head: "It's not time to say goodbye yet."

You have to wait until all the defense line matters are over before you can return to Gravity City. Even if you return to Gravity City, it depends on when the teleportation array will be opened.

Qixun shook her head, feeling that her eldest brother's face was sometimes single and sometimes double, and he smiled: "No, it's rare for everyone to be together. I gave away everything that should be given. Is it easier?"

Everyone laughed.

Qixun came to give gifts, and everyone had to give something as well.

Lingsu and Xiao Xiao presented spiritual elixirs, Yun Luan presented Baihua Brew, and Lin Ze presented array disks, all of which were the best they could come up with.

However, the gifts given by the five Confucian monks are the most special. They are calligraphy, paintings, and inscriptions carved by their own hands. They contain the aura of heaven and earth. They can be used in some special circumstances and have miraculous effects. Everyone cherishes them.

After all, no one else except the Blue Star Confucian Cultivator can come up with such a treasure.

Even the spiritual treasures produced by the scribes in the Divine Hidden Realm are different from the spiritual treasures produced by Confucianism cultivators.

Everyone was laughing and making noise, and the five Confucian monks even brought out musical instruments to cheer everyone up. Qixun also showed off her flute at the right time, and Lingyu also took out the guqin and followed suit.

Her piano skills are already good, and she got the guidance of Uncle Zhongli. She is such an extremely spiritual person, and she can play the guqin. Now even Uncle Zhongli, who is the best at guqin, feels that she is as talented as the guqin.

There are few people in ancient and modern times who can compare.

After the music and songs have finished, I wake up slightly from the wine, and it is quiet in the dark of the moonlit night.

Qixun sat in front of the temporary cave, looking at the bright moon in the night sky, thinking about his friends, wondering when they would be reunited.

Just when he was a little sad, he saw the little fat man leaving the cave and saw Qixun sitting there alone. The little fat man was surprised: "Brother Qi, you didn't go to rest?"

After fighting for several days and getting drunk again, almost everyone chose to take a deep sleep.

Qixun was also surprised: "Why are you out here in the middle of the night?"

Is it almost here?

Even if you don’t sleep, you should still be practicing, right?

The little fat man couldn't say anything: "I received a message from my senior brother. I have to go to his place."

With the virtue of Senior Brother Little Fatty, if you look for Little Fatty now, there will definitely be no good for you.

Qi Xun felt that sitting alone was just sitting. It was better to have a half-day leisurely life and eat a melon.

She immediately looked interested: "Do you want me to accompany you? Brother Fatty, I don't feel at ease if you go out alone in the middle of the night. Good friends should care about each other!"

She said it categorically.

The corner of the little fat man's mouth twitched. If he wanted to watch the fun, just say he wanted to watch the fun, and he said it so nicely.

However, just watch, he is used to being ripped off by his senior brother.

"Okay, let's go."

At this time, within the defense line, even in the middle of the night, there was no silence. Most of them were comrades who had partnered with each other during the battle. Because the war was over, they were about to go their separate ways and were finally reunited.

There were even many original citizens gathering together with the trialists.

The location of Qi Xun's temporary cave house was close to the northern defense line, while the address Si Xian left for the little fat man was on the eastern defense line. Although it was not far away, the two of them had never flown, and they had traveled quite a while.

Looking along the way, there are all temporary wine shops. There are all kinds of laughter and laughter inside. They are brightly lit and full of people, making it lively.

Qixun Ganjue: "If I had known earlier, when we had dinner together before, we should have gone to these wine shops."

The little fat man curled his lips: "How can the spiritual food here compare to the craftsmanship of Junior Sister Lingsu? The dim sum made is incomparable to yours. Besides, they can have so many seventh-level unicorns with two heads.

Dog, Xuanling donkey meat? Not to mention the eighth-level Snow Eagle meat. The spirit wine cannot compare with what we drink. The most important thing is that the price is still expensive. If we want to talk about liveliness, we are also very lively!"

Yes, after all, their group, including a few little ones, is not a small group.

After the little fat man finished speaking, he added: "Brother Qi, you are not actually a lively person, so why are you interested in this kind of party?"

Qi Xun smiled and said: "I just feel that this rare moment of true feelings being revealed is especially rare in a cultivator's life. And don't you think that almost everyone looks like a fairy?

Isn’t it interesting for a cultivator to show all kinds of exaggerated expressions?”

The little fat man immediately showed an understanding expression, he just wanted to eat melon.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Qixun approached the little fat man, took out a stack of photos, and gave one to the little fat man: "As a souvenir for you."

The little fat man turned over the pictures one by one and was surprised: "What, what is this? No matter how powerful the painter is in the world, there is no way he can paint it so realistically, right?"

Qixun smiled and said: "This is not a painting, this is a photo."

Brother Hou is a craftsman. He made several cameras and video recorders using his craftsmanship skills. During the party, Qixun secretly set up a small array to drive the camera to take selfies. The camera was still a Polaroid. So.

, these photos are only available.

Because there is more than one camera, there are various angles.

"Brother Fatty, I only gave these photos to you, no one else has them. Wouldn't it be more interesting to show them out for everyone to enjoy when they pick them up again later?"

Because it is a self-portrait with a camera, the pictures taken can be considered to be of various shapes.

Don't tell me, it looks really interesting.

Even the five Confucian monks who pay the most attention to their image are in various embarrassments.

When the little fat man heard this, he immediately cherished it and put it away: "Hey, it would be best to meet five Confucian uncles on the outer battlefield or in the spiritual world. When the time comes, I will choose one and give it to them. I will also see their reactions.

.However, your magical weapon that can record scenes is too powerful. Seventh Brother, if you have extra, can you sell me one?"

Qixun shook his head: "This kind of magic weapon is called a camera. I can give you one. However, it's useless to give it to you. To take photos, you need a liquid. I already have the liquid to wash out the photos.

Run out."
Chapter completed!