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

"Grandpa Wang, Grandpa Lü, Chairman Feng."

Zhang Chulan smiled extremely enthusiastically, even with a hint of coercion:

"You are all pillars of the supernatural world. How could this joyous occasion be complete without your presence?"

Come on, everyone, come over here and be part of the background... oh no, I mean, be the grand finale guests!

The faces of the ten elders who were named instantly darkened.

Are you suggesting we be the background props?!

You're way too arrogant, kid!

"Alright, Chu Lan. Let everyone come over, it'll be lively."

As soon as the old master spoke, everyone gathered around.

The old master and Zhang Tianyi firmly occupied the center position.

The various sect leaders and the Ten Elders sat in the front row.

The disciples lined up in order and stood still.

"Alright! Everyone look at the camera!"

Zhang Chulan ran back behind the camera, adjusted the timer shutter, and then darted back into the group like a rabbit, striking a flamboyant peace sign next to Feng Baobao.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"Everyone shout together—Cheese!"

"Crack!"

The blinding flash went off.

The scene was frozen in time forever.

In the photo.

The old master smiled so hard his beard stood up, looking just like an ordinary, kind old grandfather.

Tian Jinzhong sat beside him, his eyes bright and his back ramrod straight.

Zhang Tianyi wore his signature arrogant, wicked smile, as if he didn't respect anyone.

Beside him, Chen Duo wore a pure white Buddhist robe, her smile clean and pure.

Behind her stood Zhang Lingyu, her body stiff and her face flushed, and Xia He, who was smiling like a cunning fox.

There's also Wang Ye with a helpless expression, and Zhuge Qing waving his fan and trying to look cool.

And in front of them, Wang Ai and Lü Ci, forced to force awkward smiles.

The sun is just right, the breeze is not dry.

This scene is bizarre and absurd, yet full of deep human warmth.

It became the most irreplaceable and incredible "family photo" in the history of the Tianshi Mansion of Longhu Mountain!

Chapter 311 The Flowing Feast and the Fat Rabbit

As the white light faded, Zhang Chulan eagerly brought his head close to the camera's viewfinder.

He squinted, zooming in and out on the small screen with two fingers.

"Pfft...cough cough cough!"

Zhang Chulan suddenly covered his mouth, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

"Master, come quickly!"

Zhang Chulan beckoned like a thief, then handed over the camera as if presenting a treasure:

"Look at Old Master Wang's expression, it's incredible!"

Zhang Tianyi leaned over and glanced at it.

In the photo, he sits arrogantly in the center, his smile radiating arrogance.

Chen Duo was dressed in white, as white as snow, and was well-behaved and beautiful.

As the flash went off, Wang Ai rolled her eyes, and her smile looked even uglier than a grimace.

"Not bad, the composition is quite artistic."

Zhang Tianyi stroked his chin and smiled with great satisfaction:

"Chu Lan, enlarge it and print it out. Let's just print a simple three-meter by three-meter print and frame it in pure gold!"

"It will be hanging right next to the ticket office of our Celestial Master's Mansion. From now on, the first thing tourists will see when they buy tickets and enter will be this world-famous painting!"

Wang Ai and Lü Ci, who were standing not far away, couldn't see what the photo looked like, but listening to the grandfather and grandson's unbridled plot, they felt a sudden heart attack.

Three meters by three meters?!

Still hanging at the ticket office?!

This is an attempt to nail these old guys to the pillar of shame at Longhu Mountain, forcing tourists to buy tickets to visit them every day!

Wang Ai was so angry that his cane was slipping, but he didn't say a word more.

We can't afford to mess with them, we absolutely can't afford to mess with them.

He's just hoping this lousy ceremony ends soon so he can quickly go back to Beijing and have some peace and quiet.

"Alright, stop grinning like an idiot."

Just then, the old master walked over, slapped Zhang Chulan on the back of the head, and confiscated the camera.

"It's getting late, and the guests have been standing in the square for ages. Quickly tell the kitchen to start the banquet!"

Upon hearing that the banquet was about to begin, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, who had been pretending to be deep in thought in the back, immediately brightened up.

Even Feng Baobao, who was squatting in the corner watching the ants, suddenly stood up straight.

"Dinner's ready!" Feng Baobao's tone was completely calm, but she walked faster than anyone else.

Once the group photo was taken, the banquet at the Celestial Master's Mansion officially began.

Hundreds of people rushed to the front yard and the dining hall.

Longhushan really went all out today, setting up a banquet with over a hundred tables.

In addition to the fruits and vegetables grown in their own garden on the mountain, they also specially brought up various exquisite ingredients from down the mountain.

A large iron pot was placed on the open ground, with firewood crackling beneath it, and the aroma of meat mixed with the smell of fermented wine wafted straight into people's nostrils.

The main table is set on the observation deck with the best view.

This large round table, which can seat twenty people, has gathered some of the most prominent figures in the world of supernatural beings.

Zhang Tianyi took off his cumbersome monastic robes, changed into a comfortable, loose-fitting Taoist robe, and sat down in the main seat with an air of authority.

The old Celestial Master and Tian Jinzhong stood on either side.

The remaining seats, apart from the Ten Elders, were occupied by the leaders of various prestigious and righteous sects.

"Come on, everyone! Let's drop the pretense! Today, there's no hierarchy, only drinking capacity!"

Zhang Tianyi waved his hand and casually grabbed a roasted chicken leg from the table, tearing off a large piece of meat and chewing it with his mouth full of oil.

"Eat the food while it's hot, and drink the wine in big gulps! Anyone who tries to act all refined and sips the wine here, I'll send them to the kitchen to wash dishes for a whole month!"

His bandit-like opening remarks shattered the previously restrained atmosphere at the head table.

"Hahaha! Master Tian Shu's words are exactly what this old woman wants to hear!"

Guan Shihua, who was sitting opposite, slammed her hand on the table and stood up abruptly.

The head of this shamanic practice from Northeast China wore a festive red jacket today.

She didn't even need the small wine cup; she simply grabbed two bottles of Maotai from the box next to her and flicked the caps off with her thumbs.

"Today is not only a joyous day for the Celestial Master's Mansion, but also a day for us at Changbai Mountain to fulfill our vows."

Grandma Guan boldly shoved a bottle of wine in front of Zhang Tianyi, then picked up another bottle, tilted her head back, and poured it down her throat.

"Gudong Gudong..."

After downing half a bottle of baijiu, the old lady didn't even flinch. She wiped her mouth and said, "Sir! I'll drink this bottle first as a sign of respect!"

"Great!" Zhang Tianyi was also a man who refused to admit defeat, so he picked up the bottle and drank directly from it.

Just as the two were drinking together...

Suddenly, a furry paw reached out from beside Grandma Guan's chair and snatched a whole plate of roasted lamb chops from the table.

"Smack smack... This lamb is roasted well, but the heat is just a little bit too low."

Accompanied by a rough Northeastern accent.

A plump, large white rabbit swaggered out from under the table.

It had a red napkin tied around its neck, and its two hind legs were crossed, allowing it to sit steadily on the chair.

Holding a lamb chop in his hands, he was gnawing on it with his mouth full of oil.

It is none other than the esteemed figure of the Changbai Mountain Rabbit Immortal lineage—Master Wu!

Sitting next to Xiao Wu is Lu Jin.

The centenarian was picking up a peanut and about to put it in his mouth when he suddenly turned his head and was met with a huge rabbit face that was frantically chewing.

“Oh no…” Lu Jin’s hand trembled, and the peanuts fell directly onto the table.

He stared wide-eyed at the rabbit sitting upright, its mouth dripping with oil, his mind a little blank:

"Miss Guan...you've come to this banquet, why did you bring a rabbit spirit to the table? Is this...is this up to hygiene standards?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu's two long ears immediately perked up.

It slammed the cleanly gnawed lamb bone onto the table, picked up a large wine jug in front of it with its greasy paws, and glared at Lu Jin.