The wine was poured, and soon Wumingshi and Xiaolingdang brought the food, and everyone sat on the sword of life and death, enjoying the food.

You have a drink, I have a drink, you have a bite of meat, I have a bite too.

Lin Jie suddenly realized that everything had changed.

It's not that he became a useless person.

However, because of the loss of cultivation, it is rare for me to have time to spend time with my father, the eight major disciples, Qin Li, and friends in such a relaxed way.

Isn't this the life he always wanted?

Although there is no light rain, no mother, and although there is no bright moon, which is a bit regretful, it already makes him very satisfied.

Year after year, I live happily and carefree.

Lin Jie even forgot that he was a monk.

He has accepted that he is a human being.

And I feel that it is good to be a mortal.
Chapter completed!