Drunk at Tianmen: Part 1

For more than thirty-three days, the Nantian Gate is open all year round. The gatekeeper is an old immortal who has been drinking for three thousand years. The Emperor of Heaven personally named him "Drunken Lord". Immortal officials fighting for power, monks ascending to the throne, demon clans knocking on gates - he just watched the show, huddled behind the stone lions of Tianmen, eating melon seeds and drinking wine. Only two things can make him move: someone wants to demolish the Tianmen, or the mortal army is slaughtered by immortal magic. At this time, he put the wine bottle on the stone lion, squinted his eyes and looked down: "If you don't let me pass today, whoever passes will lie down." The weather of heaven and earth was determined by his words, and everything returned to order. His name is Xianguang, and he is the most idle drunkard in the world and the one who cannot be messed with.