As the most leisurely Sanxian among all the idlers in Heaven, Zhao Wuxiu believed in living a life that was not without any cultivation, so today he was finally driven out of the chess room by Guangxu Yuanjun. He happily ran to the old man to drink the open-fire wine, and after chewing the fourth flat peach from the fairy's hand, Zhao Sanxian stepped on the unfinished fairy brick in Heaven, and fell into the underworld with a toothpick in his mouth. . . . . . It broke up the Brick Road that had just been painted for the fourth time. . .