Although he didn't feel the cold, Xiang Jing put on slightly thicker clothes and stood on the sect, looking down at everything around him.

Everything is white, pure and flawless, like a ray of dawn in this sinister world, and the last pure land.

Xiang Jing passed the order, give the whole family a half-month holiday, all affairs of the family can be placed, go home and accompany the family to the New Year.

When Xiang Jing said this, it caused a burst of cheers, and then many disciples began to pack their bags and prepare to go home.

And some of them were orphans like Qin Tian, ​​who had nowhere to go for half a month after leaving the sect. Qin Tian took the initiative to organize them to stay and spend the New Year together in the sect.

Like Sun Qianlang Caisi and others who have practiced for hundreds of thousands of years, their parents have already entered the loess soil, and there are no children and a half under their knees. They can also be said to be lonely and widowed. In addition, what to do if they are in danger after leaving the sect, so they stay Down.

People with higher cultivation levels often experience longer years. During this long period of time, they gradually wiped out some emotions and became indifferent to world affairs. This is why many people say that heaven is ruthless.

Xiang Jing did not interfere with their stay or stay, as they wished.

But after so many years in the ancient world, the usual time is either cultivation or doing tasks. Now it's hard to settle down, and you can live a good year.

In three days, all the disciples in the sect went back when it was time for them to go back, and some of them, except Sun Qian and others, were homeless children.

For these children, Xiang Jing can be regarded as empathizing, organizing them to purchase New Year goods and pretend to be a sect.

For these disciples who hadn't really experienced the taste of the year, what Xiang Jing asked them to do gave them an unprecedented happiness.

They bought a lot of materials on the same day. Because the sect is very large, they bought a whole dozen cars and drove them back. Then they began to dress up the sect, post spring festival couplets, hang red lanterns, etc. They were not allowed to use aura. Everything is meaningful only if you do it yourself.

Sitting on the roof, Xiang Jing drank tea with a group of high-ranking sects while directing them happily.

Xiang Jing also invited a lion dance and dragon dance troupe in the distant city to perform specially at the Zongmen, with gongs, drums, and firecrackers. Although there were not many people in the Zongmen at this time, the level of excitement was not less than before.

Seeing the sincere and happy smiles on each of these disciples' faces, Xiang Jing was also happy from the heart.

Soon on the day of the New Year, Yunxi rolled up his sleeves and started cooking by himself, taking care of everything from purchasing ingredients to washing and cooking.

In addition to training, this girl usually studies recipes, but now she can be regarded as an authentic Lu cuisine master, and the taste that she makes is a little better.

It was Sun Qian who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and they also applauded after eating.

Xiang Jing also specially brought out the long-preserved Wuliangye and Moutai. The moment the cork was opened, the wine was scented. It’s okay for those disciples who don’t know how to drink, Sun Qian who has lived for so many years, which It's not the rich experience, the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, the fine wines and delicacies of the world.

Now, as soon as he smelled the aroma of Wuliangye and Moutai, his nose stunned, and then everyone gathered around to look at the two bottles of good wine placed in front of Xiang Jing.

Xiang Jing took out the wine glasses, filled each of them and said, "I am happy today, I have enough wine tubes."

Hearing what Xiang Jingjing said, these people were not polite, raising their glasses and drank them.

Then they couldn’t help but slap their mouths and chuckle. They lived for so many years, traveled through various countries in the ancient world, and tasted a lot of delicious delicacies. Naturally, they did not drink less wine, but a good wine like this is really true. Tasted for the first time.

Xiang Jing couldn't help laughing secretly, the gold version of the good wine can't hold your stomach, so he has to call it a word of service.

After the banquet opened, Xiang Jing asked them to drink without restraint today, without worrying about other things.

At the dinner table, everyone pushed their cups and changed them, talking about the past, laughing and teasing each other from time to time. Xiang Jing watched all this quietly, with a smile on his lips.

I couldn't help but think of Li Qiang Forestry and others who are far above the earth, and a little girl who doesn't know where heaven is.

Xiang Jing and Sun Qian drank a few cups, then left quietly, carrying the wine bottle alone, wandering aimlessly in the sect while drinking, letting the alcohol numb their brains, the memories in their minds were like Playing like a revolving lantern.

He remembered the scene of the day when he killed everyone in the Hall of Heroes, his hands were covered with blood, there were corpses all over the place, and each one was killed by one move, and he couldn't catch his eyes.

Slowly closing their eyes, their faces in a pool of blood, their horrified eyes, and their puzzled expressions were clearly reflected in Xiang Jing's eyes.

"What you owe in this life will be paid in the next life."

Xiang Jing whispered softly, and then the whole person was like dead wood, slowly falling into the snow, letting the snowflakes fall on him.

This drink is not strong, as long as Xiang Jing wants to, he can wake up at any time, but today he just wants to get drunk, vaguely, he seems to hear a sigh.

Very long, very light, very far away, very familiar, and very strange.

When I woke up again, there were bursts of crackling sounds in my ears, and I opened my eyes and looked towards the night sky.

Under the stars, fireworks flew to the sky, blooming beautiful and dazzling flowers, dotted with the dark night.

It turned out that the new year was already here, and Xiang Jing wiped a face and sat up, counting his age, not counting the time difference on the star of Modoco, and he was almost thirty.

The experience in the past ten years is like a dream, and life's ups and downs have never been more so.

Xiang Jing stood up, waved his big hand, a lot of red envelopes flew into the sky, slowly falling on the martial arts field, and everyone who was looking at the fireworks with their heads up, said loudly, "Happy New Year, and peace in every year."

The disciples in the martial arts field happily grabbed the red envelopes falling from the sky. They were all orphans, but it was the first time they experienced warmth that they had never felt before.

Sun Qian and the others also took one or two with a smile, immersing and feeling this warm atmosphere.

Sitting on the roof, looking at the Qiyun Mountain Range of tens of millions of miles, only here is popular and lively. Xiang Jing circulated aura, with a big wave of his hand, the rich aura is condensed into a single train, traversing the entire Qiyun Mountain. Above, illuminate the surroundings.

Reiki Pilian continued to fly far away, flew over the cities in Dashang, and flew all the way to the imperial palace, sending Shang Youyang the first blessing of the New Year.

Shang Youyang, who had just finished banqueting for hundreds of officials, received Xiang Jing's blessing as soon as he returned to his bedroom.

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