Lu family compound.
Heavenly Master Zhang Jingqing has sharp eyebrows, curly beard, deep eyes, and an invisible majesty.
Zuo Ruotong, who was standing next to him, had white hair and a youthful face. There was a layer of clear energy flowing on his body surface. His every move attracted people's attention, as if he were an immortal.
The Heavenly Master and the Immortal Daying arrived together. Both of them were like the leading figures in the world of extraordinary people. The extraordinary people present did not dare to be arrogant and all stood up to welcome them respectfully.
The younger generations stopped arguing, and the tense atmosphere suddenly disappeared. They were all looking at the legendary Heavenly Master and Daying Immortal.
After all, how can the little fat boy chasing the little fat girl compare to these two legendary aliens?
"It is a great honor for the Lu family to have the presence of the Heavenly Master and the Left Sect Leader!"
Old Master Lu walked forward and said with his arms folded.
Several people exchanged a few pleasantries.
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"Brother Lu Ci, why is this Zuo Menzhang so young?"
Wang Ai and Lu Ci also returned to their table. He stood next to Lu Ci and asked with some confusion.
"Fatty, can you please stop being so stupid? Young?" Lu Ci said unhappily, "This Zuo Menzhang is not young at all, he's even older than our father!"
"Then...how come he looks the same as Lu Renge at such an old age?" Wang Ai was a little puzzled.
"This should be due to the practice of the Trinity Sect!"
When he said this, Lu Ci glanced at Lu Jin who was following Zuo Ruotong. Will this guy be like Zuo Ruotong in the future? Inexplicably, he felt a little unconvinced!
By the way, Lu Jin serves his master Zuo Rutong. Where is the master’s disciple? Why doesn’t he go to greet him?
When Lu Ci looked back, he saw the master's disciple sitting in his seat, picking up a plate of peanuts on the table and drinking from them.
That’s right, they didn’t eat it by picking it up, they drank it by holding it. This was the first time in Lu Ci’s life that he had seen people “drinking” peanuts.
"Hey, Taoist priest, your master is here, why don't you follow the example of that guy surnamed Lu and go over to greet him? You're still sitting here eating... and drinking peanuts!" Lu Ci couldn't help but say.
Zhang Zhiwei, who was drinking peanuts, glanced at Lu Ci and said, "We meet every day, why are there so many formalities? Do you want some?"
As he said this, he picked up some for Lu Ci.
Lu Ci took a glance and twitched his lips: "I don't want it!"
"Don't count it!"
Zhang Zhiwei continued to "drink".
Last night at midnight, he was tested by his master and had to charge all night long with his armored horse. He hadn't eaten properly that day and was already starving. What's wrong with drinking some peanuts?
As for his attitude towards his master Zhang Jingqing... Zhang Zhiwei is very respectful. This respect is not formal, but comes from the heart. He truly treats Zhang Jingqing as a relative.
Every time Zhang Jingqing found an excuse to test his strength, he only used the Golden Light Curse to defend himself and never fought back.
After all, cultivation has different levels of depth, but there is no strict hierarchy. Unless the gap in cultivation is too huge, even the weaker party may hurt the stronger party by surprise.
Zhang Zhiwei was not a Dihua, so he had a good idea of his own cultivation, which was improving by leaps and bounds. However, he had no idea about the depth of his master's cultivation. He was worried that if he wasn't careful when he attacked, he would break his master's old bones. So, to be on the safe side, he never fought back, but only took passive defense.
Of course, judging from the passive defensive situations in recent times, the master's cultivation is still much higher than his.
However, he could already see the distance, and it was closing rapidly. It was no longer like before, when he felt that his master was unfathomable and that there was a huge gap between him and him.
Immediately afterwards, Tianshi and Zuo Rutong took their seats, and the welcoming people also returned to their seats. After a series of birthday congratulations, the highlight of the banquet began: the handover ceremony of the head of the family.
In front of all the extraordinary people in the world, and witnessed by Tianshi Zhang Jingqing and Zuo Rutong, Lu Xuan took over the position of the head of the Lu family from Old Master Lu, and swore a solemn vow to carry forward the Lu family.
After a round of applause, everyone started drinking and chatting, while talking about some trivial matters in the underworld.
The atmosphere at Zhang Zhiwei's table was quite lively because of the presence of Lu Jin and Lu Ci.
The two men continued their previous grudges with drinking, fighting back and forth fiercely, and it seemed that one of them would lose today.
Lu Ren was very polite. He would clink glasses with Zhang Zhiwei from time to time and talk about his experiences.
Wang Ai seemed a little absent-minded. During the meal, he frequently peeked at Guan Shihua who was sitting at another seat. However, the fat boy was not smart and was seen by Guan Shihua's little sister, who told Guan Shihua.
This made Guan Shihua glare at him fiercely, which made the fat boy blush and frown for a while. Then he turned his grief and anger into appetite and started to eat and drink.
Seeing Fatty Wang devouring the food like a whirlwind, Zhang Zhiwei could no longer sit still. He was not a person who indulged in food and was used to the light meals on Mount Longhu, but he had to have a feast occasionally, right?
"Fatty, eat slowly. That fat girl is looking at you. You don't care about your image at all. Do you still want to be friends with her? Learn how to eat like her!" Zhang Zhiwei reminded kindly.
Wang Ai was startled and turned to look at Guan Shihua. He saw that although Guan Shihua was fat, she ate very politely and immediately slowed down her pace.
Then, it was Zhang Zhiwei's turn to sweep away everything.
After a while, three rounds of wine and five dishes were served. Old Master Lu was old, so he entertained the guests for a while and then went back to his room to sleep, but the young people were still drinking.
At Zhang Zhiwei's table, Lu Ci had already fallen down.
This guy was as arrogant when drinking as he was when fighting. After getting drunk, he became very arrogant and came to Zhang Zhiwei to drink, boasting that he could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. It was obvious that Zhang Zhiwei, a Taoist priest in the mountains, had never drunk much. He even said that if Zhang Zhiwei drank one cup, he would drink four cups directly.
So... he got what he wanted. Not long after drinking "Lü Si Bei", he was drunk as a dead dog.
After Lu Ci fell down, his brother Lu Ren had to take over and continue drinking with everyone.
Lu Ren was somewhat helpless about this, but he had no choice but to go up!
It was his stupid brother who, when he was drunk, kept shouting that the Lu family was never inferior to anyone else. I did it, you can do whatever you want.
Now that his foolish younger brother has fallen, shouldn't he, as his older brother, take over his banner?
"Lu family, don't be scared. You're just spitting and talking nonsense. They drink one cup and you drink four cups!" Someone nearby was making a fuss.
The stupid younger brother was pretending to be cool, and as an innocent elder brother, he had to pretend even if he cried. Lu Ren picked up the big bowl and drank four bowls in a row.
"Okay, so generous. Lu Jin, you're the host. Others are drinking four cups, how can you have the nerve to only drink one? Come on, follow them, don't be a coward!"
So Lu Jin was also coaxed into drinking four bowls in a row.
In addition, the one who took the lead in inciting the commotion was Zhang Zhiwei.
Then Zhang Zhiwei turned his attention to the fat boy Wang Ai. This boy had also drunk a lot of wine and was now dizzy.
"Fatty, do you know what's the most important thing when pursuing a girl?"
Wang Ai, who was still dazed, suddenly perked up: "What...what is it?"
"As the saying goes, a good woman is afraid of a clinging man. That Guan Shihua has had quite a few drinks. Now's your chance, hurry up!"
"Zhang...Brother Zhang, how...how do we get up there?" Fatty Wang asked incoherently.
"First this... then that... finally..."
