"I'll be quit, and I'll never be alone again. Just as Ye Wumian said, I have to be responsible for you."
The drunkard shook his head, picked the wine gourd around his waist, and threw it towards the top of Tianjiu Peak. The wine gourd stood firmly on the top of Tianjiu Peak, which seemed to mean his determination.
"Zhang Yi, I suggest you don't bring your old friends to Tianjiu Peak for the time being. They will develop better in other places. This Tianjiu Peak is not suitable for everyone."
The drunkard persuaded him earnestly.
Zhang Yi thought about his previous experience of going to find Yue Yao in the inner courtyard, and nodded seriously. It was obviously not a wise move to call Yue Yao and the others to Tianjiu Peak before he grew up.
"The master of the cave has helped you open it up. Let's see if you are satisfied first?"
The drunkard kept Zhang Yi and the others to the top of Tianjiu Peak Mountain, and suddenly saw three caves located on the top of Tianjiu Peak Mountain, and the drunkard was just in the middle of the two.
"Senior Brother, you choose first."
Princess Ziling was obviously very satisfied with the arrangement of the drunkard, and even felt that her master was not as bad as she thought.
Zhang Yi was not polite, and walked straight into the cave on the left and took out the things on the Wangchuan Cliff one by one. The most eye-catching one was the avenue tree.
"This is the Dao Tree? Brother, are you really coming from the lower world? Why are there so many treasures on your body?"
Princess Ziling looked at Zhang Yi with surprise. You must know that even if the Dao Tree is in the Heavenly Court, there are not more than five. I really don’t know where Zhang Yi got these treasures.
"The lower realm is not a wild place, there are still many opportunities and good fortunes. Otherwise, why are so many people from the immortal world trying to lead to the lower realm just for these good fortunes and good fortunes?"
Zhang Yi sat the Dao Tree on the top of Tianjiu Peak Mountain, and a stream of Taoist radiates out, which immediately adds a bit of sacred feeling to Tianjiu Peak.
"Okay! OK! OK! You are indeed a person with great fortune!"
The drunkard said three words "good" in a refreshing spirit, and became increasingly satisfied with Zhang Yi.
"Zhang Yi, when you were in the Tianqing Ancestral Palace, you were obviously more inclined to the Supreme Elder, so why did you choose to be your master in the end?"
The drunkard has always been curious about why Zhang Yi chose him, but he clearly felt Zhang Yi's entanglement at the beginning.
"My master said that he could take me on an invincible path, and I chose to believe in you."
Zhang Yi naturally had already prepared his words and said without hesitation.
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm not confused yet, tell the truth!"
The drunkard smiled disdainfully, only Princess Ziling would believe such a clumsy lie.
"Okay! Senior brother, you actually lied to me!"
Princess Ziling said with a tinged hip.
Zhang Yi smiled bitterly. He could not tell the matter of the Destiny Map mission, so he had to say unswervingly: "Master, this statement is absolutely true!"
The drunkard laughed silently and did not continue to ask Zhang Yi, but said seriously: "Zhang Yi, you are the Son of God in Heaven, but you can take an extremely smooth path, but because of my relationship, you have lost the identity of the Son of God.
The next thing you have to do is take back your lost identity!”
"And you, Zi Ling! You can become a disciple of the dean. Although you are the Ninth Princess of Heaven and may not care about this identity, but this is the Tianqing Holy Academy, everything must be followed by the rules of the Tianqing Holy Academy.
Next, you must use your own abilities to regain your lost identity back!"
The drunkard ordered with a serious expression.
"But Master, I am already your disciple, so it's impossible to become a dean's disciple, right?"
Princess Ziling said aggrievedly.
"Wrong, the dean's disciple is just an identity, equivalent to the chief disciple of Tianfeng Holy Academy. You must know this. Don't pretend to be stupid in front of your master!"
The drunkard saw through Princess Zi Ling's thoughts at a glance and exposes them mercilessly.
"knew."
Princess Zi Ling's eyes were shining with a strange light, she was a little absent-minded, and she didn't know what idea she was going to do.
Zhang Yi also asked in a little confusion at this time: "But Master... Isn't he appointed the Son of Heavenly Clear God only when he triggers the nine heavenly clear divine lights? Now I..."
Before Zhang Yi could finish his words, the drunkard interrupted Zhang Yi, "I know your concerns, but there is another way to become the Son of Heavenly Qing. As long as you break the Holy Formation of Heavenly Qing, you can again
Become the Son of God.”
"Tianqing Holy Formation?"
This was the first time Zhang Yi heard of this formation, and his face was full of doubt.
"This Tianqing Holy Formation was left by the ancestor. There are thoughts left by the deans of all generations in the Tianqing Holy Formation. Only by defeating them one by one can we break the formation."
"Since you can become the Son of Heavenly Qing, your identity as the Son of God can only belong to you. I believe that you can break through the Son of Heavenly Qing Formation!"
The drunkard patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder seriously and said.
Zhang Yi's face turned dark, and he knew that the Tianqing Holy Formation was not that simple. It was the idea left by the deans of the Tianqing Holy Forum. Which one was not an existence in the famous Immortal World?
"I wonder if Master broke into the Tianqing Holy Formation?"
Zhang Yi asked subconsciously.
"Of course, I almost broke through the Tianqing Holy Formation when I was a teacher."
The drunkard straightened his back and said proudly.
"There are eighteen deans in the Tianqing Holy Academy, including the ancestor. I defeated the five deans at the beginning and was only a little short of being able to break through the Tianqing Holy Formation."
The drunkard was a little resentful about this matter, but now he still looked regretful when talking about it.
“????Is this just a little bit short?”
Zhang Yi and Princess Ziling both widened their eyes and looked at each other, feeling more and more that their master was a bit unreliable.
"Don't worry about this. You will be satisfied if you can regain the position of Son of God within a hundred years. What you have to do now is to become disciples of the inner courtyard first and take back all the things you have lost step by step!"
The drunkard seemed to have seen through the two of them, and he did not feel embarrassed, but continued to talk.
"No, Master... You said you were responsible for us before. When we worship you as your teacher, you can't fight for everything, right? Do you have to express your feelings as a master?"
Princess Ziling retorted with some displeasure.
She understood the meaning of the madman in alcohol. It turned out that she was just a free-range thing for them and asked them to make a name for themselves in the Tianqing Holy Academy first, and she had no intention of teaching them at all.
"Superficial! I will bring you to your disciples and create the best opportunity for you. Can people who grow up in good times be the same as those who grow up in good times?"
The drunkard scolded seriously.
"Think about it, if you follow the established trajectory, will anyone provoke you in the entire Tianqing Holy Academy?"
"No! But now you are my disciples, and with what Ye Wumian said before, the people of Tianqing Holy Academy will regard you as thorns in their eyes. Isn't that interesting?"