"Lang Jun, let's make a fire and cook."

Zheng Liwan didn't know why Lu Yi was so disgusted with the immortals and even talked about Erlang God in the Erlang Temple.

She couldn't persuade Lu Yi, so she could only divert Lu Yi's mind.

The subject of immortality is very deep, she had heard some talk from her family.

There really are immortals in this world.

Therefore, she doesn’t want anything to happen to Lu Yi.

Lu Yi glanced at her and knew what she was worried about, so he stopped talking and started cooking.

It is his own business not to deal with Heavenly Court, so he will naturally not take Zheng Liwan with him.

She is just a mortal woman, and getting involved will kill her.

"Okay!"

They both brought their things immediately. There is a mountain spring next to the temple.

There is nothing to worry about when making a fire to cook. Zheng Liwan even has a little expectation.

She doesn't know how to cook, Lu Yihui told her on the way.

At this moment, she wanted to see what delicious things Lu Yi could make.

"Someone is coming!"

After the two of them had finished cooking, they were just about to start eating when they heard someone singing outside.

Lu Yi glanced outside, filled with doubts.

This late at night, there are people singing on the way?

Crazy?

"Sorry to bother you two! I missed the place to stay. Is it convenient to stay here for one night?"

Soon, a handsome young man strode in carrying a long spear with a baggage and a wine gourd hanging on it.

After seeing Lu Yi and Zheng Liwan, the man said hello and asked.

"Brother, it's okay, I don't own this Zhenjun Temple."

After hearing this, Lu Yi replied that this Zhenjun Temple does not belong to him, he just came here first.

There is only one person on the other side, so there is nothing to worry about.

After practicing, Lu Yi now has a lot more confidence in himself.

"Thank you so much, brother."

After listening to Lu Yi's words, the visitor thanked him and put down his things.

Seeing what Lu Yi was eating, he couldn't help but take a second look.

I can't help it, it smells too good!

The whole temple is filled with fragrance, which whets your appetite.

"Brother, if you don't mind, why don't we have some together?"

This scene happened to be seen by Lu Yi.

He smiled, and then politely invited the young man who had just arrived.

However, he felt that the other party would not come over to eat.

After all, it’s late at night in these barren mountains and mountains. Who dares to eat food from strangers?

"That's very good. Thank you very much, brother. I'm Yang Pojun."

"Compared with Xiongtai's delicacies, I have nothing to offer, so I just brought some wine."

However, Lu Yi did not expect that the young man who had just arrived would immediately come over after hearing what he said.

Not only that, he also took out his own gourd of wine.

This guy is not worried, he can’t just eat food from strangers.

Seeing this, Zheng Liwan redistributed some food to him.

Fortunately, Lu Yi made a lot of things, so the three of them were almost full after drinking some wine and eating some.

Lu Yi relied on himself as a cultivator and did not refuse the wine brought by Yang Pojun.

"Does your wine have a name?"

After the three of them ate, Zheng Liwan tidied up and sat down to rest.

At this time, Lu Yi and Yang Pojun were still drinking, and they were drinking the wine that Yang Pojun brought out.

In fact, Lu Yi also brought some wine, and it was the best wine in Datang.

But it's incomparable to Yang Pojun's wine. It's not on the same level at all.

"This is monkey wine brewed by monkeys in the mountains of my hometown. Most people can't drink it."

After listening to Lu Yi's words, Yang Pojun replied with a smile.

His wine is not actually monkey wine, but fairy wine. How can a mortal drink it?

The guy in front of me was able to drink because the two of them had met once before, and I had a good impression of this guy.

Moreover, the food Lu Yi cooks is indeed delicious.

"This heaven is nothing more than this."

"Everyone should pay homage to you. If you don't like it, you will be punished."

"The evil man did many evil things, but no gods came out to punish him."

"If all immortals are like this, then this immortal is disrespectful."

…….

After the two had a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere between the two improved a lot.

Chatting has become more casual, with random comments and inspiring words.

While chatting, the two of them talked about immortals and gods.

At this time, Lu Yi was a little drunk, and so was Yang Pojun.

So when we talk about immortals and gods, we become wanton.

Yang Pojun started chatting first, and Lu Yi joined in.

It is rare for the two of them to agree on this point of view.

Except for Lu Yi scolding Yang Jian, Yang Pojun did not agree.

This made the two of them curse the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, becoming more and more energetic.

Zheng Liwan on the side felt something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

After all, both guys were drinking.

After the two cursed, they continued drinking.

"I see that Brother Lu is also a martial arts practitioner, and he is also practicing martial arts. How about we compete with each other?"

After a while, Yang Pojun looked at Lu Yi and said.

His eyes were very bright, and he looked like he was eager to take a test.

"Okay."

After hearing this, Lu Yi smiled and replied that he had not only practiced riding and shooting for many years, but also practiced martial arts. He was looking for someone to compete with to see how strong he was.

Previously at the Dragon King of Jinghe, the guy didn't want to compete with Lu Yi for fear of being beaten by Lu Yi.

Now someone is willing to discuss with him, which is what he wants.

Therefore, he readily agreed without seeing the look in Yang Pojun's eyes.

"Brother Yang has also practiced Buddhism? I wonder who you studied under?"

There was an open space outside the temple. After the two agreed to spar, they each took their weapons and left the temple gate.

Then, several fires were lit around.

Zheng Liwan was worried that the two of them would be injured, so she stood at the door and watched the battle.

"I learned something from an old Taoist from my hometown."

Seeing Lu Yi ask about this, Yang Pojun replied with a smile.

Then, he showed his spear and looked at Lu Yi, who was holding the sword next to him.

Now, he can't wait to beat the guy in front of him.

He even scolded himself in his own temple. If he didn't take this opportunity to beat him up, how could he be right to himself?
To be continued...