These people were noisy, chatting and laughing, and finished buying the things they needed. After buying the daily necessities, Li Feiyu bought a few jars of wine.
Then he took all these things and flew with his sword, dragging Han Li back to the cave.
During the whole process, Ginpo had been very obedient, following them quietly and without saying a word.
After they had put all these things in order, Li Feiyu watched Han Li and Zhanhun busy.
"Oh, you are like an uncle. You are really my master. We are just like slaves."
Although War Spirit kept complaining, he never stopped moving his hands. He was tall and very strong, and he finished arranging these things in a short time.
"Don't complain here. Those who are capable work hard. Since I am your master, you have to listen to me." Li Feiyu replied with a smile.
Zhanhun is a typical hard-spoken person with a soft heart, and his complaints are just words. In fact, he admires Li Feiyu very much in his heart.
The two of them would quarrel with each other from time to time, which was a different kind of fun.
Seeing the two people like this, Han Li pursed his lips and smiled, not daring to speak.
Li Feiyu liked this kind of atmosphere very much. He could feel the breath of life amidst the noise, so the few of them settled down here.
For their first meal, Han Li made them a pot of fragrant rice, fried two kinds of vegetables, and brought up all the braised pork they bought.
The four of them sat here and happily ate their first meal. Li Feiyu also drank some wine. After reading Battle Spirit, he was so greedy that he weakly asked: "Can you give me some? I haven't drank in years."
It’s time to drink.”
"Can sword spirits still drink?" Han Li asked curiously.
"Of course, I am a powerful sword spirit." War Spirit replied with his head raised.
Li Feiyu smiled and poured some wine into his wine glass, watching as the wine was drank up bit by bit.
After the war spirit finished drinking, he immediately got into a mood for poetry. He muttered poems and composed poems. When he got excited, he raised his sword and started playing with it in front of a few people. After playing with the sword for a while, he went back to enjoying himself.
Smiling.
Li Feiyu vaguely felt that something was wrong. He began to pay attention to the behavior of the war spirit with his peripheral vision. This guy was tall and thick, and he was still the former God of War. Could it be that he was drunk in one cup? Is it so funny?
Seeing the battle spirit blushing and staggering when walking, Han Li also felt that something was wrong. He looked at Li Feiyu and asked: "Master, did he... drink too much? He only drank one glass and that's all?"
"I didn't expect that this guy's drinking capacity is really bad, and his wine quality is really bad." Li Feiyu shook his head and complained.
"Haha, I am the God of War. No one is allowed to say that I am a drunkard and let me hear who I have killed! Also, I have been in power for so many years. If I want to kill the demons in the world, no one can stop me."
The fighting spirit shouted with blurred eyes.
"War spirit, what are you doing? I am your master Li Feiyu. I order you now to go back to the sword and sleep!"
Hearing Li Feiyu's cold voice, the fighting spirit instantly withered, turned into a ray of golden light in the blink of an eye, and returned to the sword.
"Master, I can see that the War Spirit is very happy. He was the God of War before? How did he become the Sword Spirit?" Han Li asked curiously.
Li Feiyu told him the story of the fighting spirit while drinking wine.
How did Li Feiyu get this sword, and how did he know the secret of this sword spirit? Han Li was very interested in hearing this, and he felt that the world of cultivating immortals was really interesting.
"Master, I think this world of immortality is really a wonderful world. Everything is so interesting. Do you think you will be truly carefree after becoming an immortal?" Han Li asked Li Feiyu with a face full of joy.
"How is it possible? Humans have seven emotions and six desires, and gods also have them, so how is it possible that there are no worries? It just doesn't show up!"
Li Feiyu took a sip of wine and said calmly: "Human beings have many worries, and being an immortal also has many worries. Each has its own benefits."
"But I feel that I am very happy now. I can have enough to eat, wear nice clothes, sleep when I want, and eat when I want. This is the life I dreamed of before, but I didn't expect that it has come true now." Han Li
Said with a silly smile.
"Why are you so ambitious? You really have no ambition. You have to know that this is just the beginning, and there is still a long way to go. This road of cultivation is destined to be extraordinary."
"Although I don't understand it now, I remember Master's teachings and I must not forget them."
"It's good to know, you know? There are some things that I don't know how they will develop in the future. Let's master and apprentice together and slowly experience it."
Li Feiyu and Han Li chatted a lot, and Li Feiyu also drank a lot of wine. After returning to his room, he fell asleep.
It's quite comfortable to sleep here, it's very cool and not as stuffy as outside.
The sky was dark and the earth was dark. When Li Feiyu woke up again, the sun was already three in the sky.
When he woke up completely, he smelled a very fragrant smell of food. Li Feiyu immediately put on his clothes and came out. Then he saw Han Li, whose little body was cooking porridge by the stove.
Ginpo was also helping to burn firewood, and they seemed to get along well.
Hearing the increasingly clear footsteps behind him, Han Li turned around with a smile.
"Master, my disciple made porridge for you. I see that you drank a lot last night. I guess your stomach will feel uncomfortable when you wake up. You will feel better after eating some porridge."