Chapter Forty-Two: The Immortal in Wine

ot know what a Mingzhu is Who told me Since you had a plan and preparation beforehand, why didn't you tell us My fellow disciple died, died right before my eyes!"His hand shimmered with golden light.... a sense of duty.At this very moment, a monk with no eyebrows appeared as if out of thin air and landed behind them."After five hundred years of education, is it not enough to repay this teacher's kin...