One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Zhang Lingyu almost choked on a mouthful of rice, and the tenderness she had just managed to cultivate instantly crumbled.

Her face turned as red as a boiled shrimp.

"Hahahaha!"

A burst of cheerful laughter erupted from the table.

Even Feng Baobao, who had been expressionless the whole time, grinned, revealing a row of white teeth covered in sauce.

Chapter 142 Top Secret Dark History of Longhu Mountain! Absolutely certain!

After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,

In the spacious restaurant, the atmosphere had gone from warm and cozy to completely spiraling out of control.

"boom!"

Sweating profusely, Zhang Chulan carried two more cases of Feitian Moutai up from the underground wine cellar and placed them heavily on the carpet next to the dining table.

He wiped his sweat with the towel hanging around his neck and said breathlessly:

"Second Master! This is already the fifth box!"

"You two have almost used up all the stock in our Xishan Manor!"

"Enough talk! Open the wine!"

Zhang Tianyi had already thrown his coat into some unknown corner, and his shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows.

He had one foot on a mahogany chair and was holding a large blue-and-white porcelain bowl used for serving soup, which was filled with clear Maotai liquor.

Sitting opposite him was the old Taoist master Zhang Zhiwei, whose style was even more unrestrained than his.

This usually aloof old immortal was now wearing an open gray Taoist robe, revealing his strong chest.

The old master had a ruddy complexion, and although his eyes were somewhat unfocused, his indomitable spirit shone through.

He also slammed a soup bowl of the same size on the table:

"Second brother! Don't think you can outdrink me just because you had a good alcohol tolerance when you were young! I've been practicing this for seventy-five years every day! Come on! Cheers!"

"Let's do it! Who's afraid of who's a coward!"

Zhang Tianyi picked up the large bowl and started gulping it down.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and he downed half a jin of baijiu in one go.

The old master didn't hesitate either, tilting his head back and drinking it all in one gulp. After finishing, he even swaggered and wiped the wine stains off his white beard.

The younger generation standing nearby were completely dumbfounded.

Zhang Chulan squatted next to the wine crate, holding a bottle opener, like an emotionless bottle-opening machine.

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, two young masters who usually prided themselves on their drinking capacity, had long been intimidated by the father and son's display and left the group chat, now holding teacups and "sobering up" on the side.

As for Zhang Lingyu, his cold and aloof face had become completely numb.

His worldview has been devastated today, and he is now staring at the toothpick box on the table, questioning the meaning of life.

"what!"

Zhang Tianyi slammed down the empty bowl, let out a loud burp, pointed at the old Celestial Master, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth:

"Senior brother, you're acting like some enlightened sage now, talking about tranquility and inaction all the time."

"These little brats below probably don't know what you were like when you were young, do they?"

The old master glared at Zhang Tianyi, pointing his chopsticks at him: "Second brother, you've had too much to drink! Stop spouting nonsense!"

"I'm drunk? I'm perfectly sober!"

Zhang Tianyi got excited and plopped down on the table, loudly revealing gossip to the younger generation who were eagerly listening:

"Do you think your advisor has always been this composed since childhood?"

"I bother!"

Zhang Tianyi slapped his thigh and laughed extremely wildly:

"Back in the day, a group of female lay Buddhists came down from Zhengyi Temple to offer incense. Which family's young ladies were they again?"

"They were all dressed so smartly and stylishly!"

"And what happened? Who was it that stayed up all night, dragged me behind a pillar behind the Sanqing Hall, and insisted on peeping at a young lady washing her feet?!"

"She was discovered by the maid, yet she stubbornly insisted that she was observing the celestial phenomena at night?!"

"Pfft! Cough cough cough!"

Wang Ye, who was drinking tea, sprayed it all over Zhuge Qing's face.

Zhang Chulan's eyes suddenly lit up like searchlights.

Holy crap?!

The Old Celestial Master?!

Peeping at female worshippers washing their feet?!

Is this some kind of top-secret, dark history that you can listen to for free?!

"Zhang Tianyi!! You wicked child!!"

The old Celestial Master's face turned bright red, almost to the point of bleeding.

He slammed his hand on the table and stood up, his beard trembling.

"You...you're turning the tables! You were the one who insisted on dragging me along! I was just trying to bring you back!"

"Bullshit! Your eyes were bigger than mine back then!" Zhang Tianyi retorted without backing down.

The younger generation present desperately covered their mouths, trembling with suppressed laughter.

Especially Xia He and Chen Duo.

Xia He clutched her stomach, laughing so hard she nearly fell over, and leaned on Zhang Lingyu's shoulder.

Zhang Lingyu tried to push her away, but his shoulders trembled from hearing about his master's dark past, and he couldn't muster any strength.

Although Chen Duo didn't quite understand what was so funny about peeping at someone washing their feet, she couldn't help but smile slightly at her master's fierce expression.

The only one in the entire room who couldn't smile was Rong Shan.

He was standing behind Tian Jinzhong's wheelchair, his hands tightly covering his ears, his eyes closed, and he was muttering to himself:

"I didn't hear anything... I didn't hear anything... I'm deaf... Master, please don't silence me..."

It's so hard for him.

Hearing too much of these top-level secrets of the sect will shorten your lifespan!

"Good! Good for you, you second brother!"

The old Celestial Master, enraged, laughed ironically. He decided to go all out, rolling up the sleeves of his Taoist robe and pointing at Zhang Tianyi:

"Since you're so heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless too!"

The old Celestial Master turned his head and loudly announced to Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu:

"What kind of good guy do you think your second master is?"

"Back then, Master buried a jar of tiger bone and tiger penis wine that had been soaking for thirty years in the backyard. It was a medicinal ingredient to help him break through his cultivation level!"

"That little bastard secretly dug out that jar of wine while Master was down the mountain giving a sermon!"

"They dug him out, but he drank half of it himself, then added half a jar of horse urine to it! And then they buried him back in!"

"hiss!"

The entire audience gasped.

Zhang Chulan's gaze towards Zhang Tianyi instantly shifted from admiration to utter astonishment.

Add horse urine to your master's medicinal wine?!

Is this something a human being could do?!

"And then? And then?!" Zhang Chulan pressed on relentlessly.

"later?"

The old master sneered, recalling that scene from years ago, and still felt a sense of satisfaction:

"After Master returned, he took a sip and almost went into a state of demonic possession on the spot!"

"After it was discovered that he did it, my master hung him from a tree and beat him so badly that he broke three old vines!"

"He was beaten so badly that he couldn't get out of bed for half a month, and he could only eat while crouching on the table in a horse stance!"

"Hahahahaha!"

At this point, the restaurant completely lost its composure.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Even Rong Shan, who had been covering his ears, couldn't help but chuckle.

When Zhang Tianyi's past was exposed, she not only didn't blush, but instead wiped her mouth with a straight face:

"That's called a spirit of exploration! I did that to test Master's resistance to poison!"

"Besides, what's wrong with spanking? It's a sign of affection, and Master is just showing his love for me!"

The two centenarian immortals, right there at the dinner table, were arguing like two primary school students exposing each other's dirty secrets.

Sitting in his wheelchair, Tian Jinzhong watched his two senior brothers, who were making waves in the world of supernatural beings.

Watching them transform back into the carefree young duo they were on Longhu Mountain back then.

Tian Jinzhong's eyes gradually welled up with tears.

He was laughing, and then tears started streaming down his face.

so good.

Seventy-five years have passed, and he thought he would never see this scene again in his lifetime.