The Pinnacle Of Life

Like a drunkard, the Ancestor Bodhi reached out and snatched the other gourd and drank its contents in one gulp.

Then, he threw the empty container at Alex’s body, humming, “B*stard… You too covet my true body, one that has lost its value. All right, the wine is also gone, and I am also over it. Since you want to eat me, get it done and over with!”

Alex shook his head, “You’re just essence now, and I’m not interested anymore. Compared to that, I should simply just drink the wine.”

He casually took out two more gourds. This time, Alex placed them a little farther away, ensuring that it was out of the Ancestor Bodhi’s reach even if he peeked over. Then, he poured himself a drink in front of Ancestor Bodhi

Ancestor Bodhi had just quenched his thirst, speaking with great righteousness and an expression of heroism. Soon, he was defeated under the fragrance of wine.

“You… How many of these are left?”

Alex said, “There should be thousands of gourds!”

Ancestor Bodhi was depressed. Since there were actually thousands of gourds of wine, wouldn’t he be unable to drink them if he died like this?

kid, I am destined to meet the Ancestor Bodhi. You’re right; to get my true body back, there will be difficulties, but there are always more solutions. We can drink wine while thinking of solutions. When you finish those thousand gourds

chuckled. “Aren’t you worried that after drinking the wine, the soul of your true

gluttony unleashed again. He finally stopped beating around the bush and said, “Just

“To save a person!”

“Save someone? Who?”

“My father!”

father was also soul-planted, and Alex wanted to freeze the soul to a certain degree under the Ancestral Bodhi Tree. He shook his head and sighed. “It’s not that I refuse, but there’s no way! I was also being soul-planted, but my true body is now poisoned, and there is no way to ease that degree of soul-planting… The thing is, my true body was robbed, and my essence has escaped. I believe that the true

“You are very noble, but… This is a hostile act. We must steal your

wine, Ancestor

me clarify. I am not allowed to take my

close, my true body will sense it, the great evil demon

nodded, “Okay, as long

away the Twenty-Four-Rod

the Ancestor Bodhi felt a

“It’s comfortable!”

toxin has been reduced by half… Hah! There is a situation. I seem to have some impression of this Buddhist energy of yours.