Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 858

"I feel comfortable anywhere, but you may not be." The Immortal said with a smile.

He seemed to be in a good mood tonight. Not only did he sit down, but he also casually put out a low table with a plate of melon seeds and a pot of sake on it. Seeing that she was still curiously looking around, he conjured up two small wine glasses:
"Sit down. It will probably take a while to watch."

"Your Majesty, this is someone else's palace after all. It's inappropriate for us to eat and drink like this, isn't it?" Seeing that he acted like a habitual offender, Sang Yue sat down with a guilty conscience and pushed away the cup in front of her, "Thank you, I don't want to drink."

I don’t dare drink, for fear that my poor alcohol tolerance will cause trouble.

In fact, she had a good alcohol tolerance, but she never drank again after being cursed by the magic spell. She was afraid that drinking too much would lead to her own death and bring her cultivation to the bottom, and then the backlash of the magic spell would turn her into a real bad person.

Now that the Immortal Lord is by my side, it should be okay to have a couple of drinks.

But isn't this just watching the fun? She has never drunk wine from the fairyland. If she pours half a cup, wouldn't she miss it? So, she can't drink the wine, but she can crack melon seeds. She grabbed a handful of melon seeds lightly, cracked them and asked curiously:

"Why do you have melon seeds? Don't you just drink the wind?"

Meng Ji said that the Immortal Venerable didn't need to eat or drink before. At most, he would drink some snow water to relieve his boredom when he was upset. He also drank some wine occasionally, and later added a cup of tea, but didn't eat much snacks.

"I made this for you," the Immortal Venerable looked at everything in front of him with great interest, and explained gently, "Knowing that you have come out of retreat, Aji and I planned to hold a banquet to celebrate for you."

"Ah?" This news really made Sang Yue stunned, "Does our Yuchen Palace have such a practice?"

"It didn't happen before, but it will happen in the future."

He never cared about these trivial matters, and let the two immortal servants do whatever they wanted. If he was interested, he would show up, and if he was not interested, he would just pretend that he did not exist.

Sang Yue felt quite embarrassed when she heard this, "There's no need to be so troublesome..." She felt a little complicated.

How about getting along well with them in the future and sharing the guarding and cleaning work of Panlong Fairy Mountain together?
"You don't need to think too much," the Immortal Venerable said casually, "Yuchen Palace is usually deserted, and they have been looking for an excuse to hold a banquet..."

But no matter what the name is, there are only three people in such a huge fairy mountain. What kind of lively banquet can they hold?

Moreover, the three of them all liked quietness and did not want outsiders to set foot in Yuchen Palace, so as not to bring endless troubles to the two waiters. With too many concerns and too few people, this wish was left unfulfilled, and Yuchen Palace remained quiet for thousands of years.

Now that there was a rare little fairy, the two waiters thought that she was young and probably liked lively occasions, so the idea of ​​holding a banquet was revived.

Sang Yue: “…” Bai was moved.

Never mind, we still have to stick to the principles that need to be adhered to.

"This is the demon world after all. Your Excellency, don't you have the desire to return home?" Her cultivation was not as good as his. She could not see or hear what he called the excitement, so she could only make small talk.

"Xingsui is also a human world. Are you the boss there?" The Immortal Venerable was quite leisurely and answered every question.

"..."

Originally, yes, but she didn't expect that the peaceful life would be so short-lived. Every time she felt a sense of belonging to a home, she was turned by fate into a homeless vagrant.

As time goes by, the concept of home gradually fades and ceases to exist.

"That's a long story," there was no need to say more. Sang Yue smiled and suddenly remembered something very important. "By the way, Your Majesty, a thousand years ago or several thousand years ago, was there a great man from the Heavenly Sword Sect who went to the Snow Region to challenge you?" "I don't know," the Immortal Venerable said slowly. "A thousand years ago, I was already in Qingyun, and several thousand years ago, I was sleeping in the Snow Region. Occasionally, a few small insects came and annoyed me, so I killed them directly. How could I care about their origins or their names?"

Having said that, he glanced at her with a half-smile:
"Why, could it be that your ancestors also came to look for me in the past? That would be so unfortunate."

Even more unfortunately, she was still a little fairy servant under his seat. With her qualifications, there was no hope for revenge in this life.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. My ancestors for eighteen generations were all ordinary people. I don't have that ability." Ignoring his ridicule, Sang Yue said seriously, "I have a friend who is the leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect..."

Ayun came to the fairyland to inquire about the whereabouts of the founder of the Wanjian Sect. Coincidentally, she was practicing in the rumored Snowland Palace. After spending many times with him, she found that this demon lord was not as moody, bloodthirsty and cruel as Ajie described.

Because she was close to the water tower, she did not dare to ask the Immortal Lord to open a back door to give her friend a chance to practice, but she could help him inquire about the whereabouts of the ancestor from the person concerned.

"I don't know, maybe." The Immortal Venerable looked casually at the palace entrance not far below, "Look, it's coming out."

Hmm? Sang Yue looked in the direction he pointed, but saw nothing. Instead, she heard a woman's fragile and pitiful pleading voice:
"Don't be angry, sister. It's all my fault. I was just being wishful thinking and pestering you..."

Well, after hearing this gossip, Sang Yue finally knew what kind of excitement he wanted to see. The Immortal Venerable was eating watermelon and had no intention of paying attention to serious matters. She had no choice but to sit up straight with an incredible look on her face and began to eat watermelon seeds in confusion:

"You are really too lonely to actually like watching this kind of excitement."

When we get back, we can slowly talk about whether the founder of the Tianjian Sect was among the little bugs he killed in those years. Her words made the Immortal Venerable smile without saying a word, and he quietly acted as a dedicated spectator.

"Sister..." The woman's voice was sad and panicked, as if she was greatly frightened.

Sang Yue raised her eyebrows slightly, unable to figure it out, she muttered to herself:
"It's fine for the human race. Weak men like weak women and can bully them at will after marrying them home. But I've clearly heard that you demons admire the strong and look for strong and muscular partners. How come you are also fascinated by this weak and delicate girl?"

During the nearly one hundred years of living as neighbors with the demon tribe, she had seen countless pairs of demon lovers, but the only one who was weak was the mother of the mountain cat demon Aqiu's family.

Female monsters from other tribes are quite fierce. For example, when it comes to rescuing a cub, if the male is full of concerns, the female will immediately abandon him and go alone, and the tribe that offends the mother monster will often end up being exterminated.

After all, only a few of the mother demons who were lured out by the enemy using their cubs were suppressed and their bones were crushed to ashes.

Moreover, if they escaped, annihilating the enemy clan or slaughtering the entire sect would be considered a light punishment. The only thing to worry about is that they would continue to harbor resentment and harm innocent people, resulting in thousands of corpses and rivers of blood.

"...It seems that the despicable character of changing one's mind from morning till night is not unique to the human race." Sang Yue's expression was cold, and she cracked melon seeds with a crackling sound, as if she was biting an enemy. "But what's so good about all this excitement? This kind of drama happens every day in the human world."

She is so busy, yet she is dragged here to watch other couples’ relationships.

"Why don't you just sit here? I'll go first..." Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by two words coming from below.

"My Lady Xi, please calm down!"

Xizhu? Sang Yue was stunned. Isn't this the daily honorific for the demon queen by the demon race? Just as she was stunned, the spiritual power suddenly burst out from the palace where the voice came from. Bang, several figures were ejected from the palace.

Then, a figure dressed in luxurious clothes and with graceful manners appeared at the entrance of the palace.

When she saw the other person's true face clearly, Sang Yue's hands tightened, and the melon seeds in her palms turned to ashes.

The Immortal Lord sitting aside smiled slightly and said, "Okay, the fun is coming."