Zhang Yi and Sima Cheng and others breathed a sigh of relief. Isn’t it too happy to not meet the irritable Princess Zi Yan?
"It's okay, just walk with this fellow Taoist, we're waiting for you outside."
Zhang Yi waved his hand and said understandingly.
Sima Cheng and Fatty Su followed Zhang Yi and nodded wildly. There was no way... Just hearing about Princess Zi Yan was terrifying.
The disciple looked at Zhang Yi with gratitude. He was afraid that Princess Zi Ling would not agree. At that time, Princess Zi Yan would not be worth the loss when she settled the score with him.
Unexpectedly, Princess Ziling said arrogantly, "No, it's fine if she doesn't see other people. My senior brother must meet her!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the disciple's legs became weak and he looked at Zhang Yi for help.
"That... junior sister, it doesn't matter if you see each other later. Don't forget that we still have something important to do this time."
Zhang Yi gently reminded Princess Ziling.
"I know, but I came to her from all the way, but she had this attitude. If it weren't for the important matter, I would have turned around and left now."
Princess Ziling said aggrievedly.
"I'll give you another hundred immortal stones, and you go and tell her that I'm going to take my senior brother to see her."
While speaking, Princess Ziling took out another hundred fairy stones and asked the man to inform him again.
But the man's head was shaking like a rattle, and he kept refusing: "Princess Ziling, this is not something I can do. If I go again, I wouldn't be so hurt."
"I hope Princess Ziling will take a trip to see if I sacrifice my life to inform you? I am very grateful!"
At the end of the story, the man even had a hint of pleading in his tone, which showed his panic in his heart.
Princess Ziling looked at the others again and shook the fairy stone in her hand, "Anyone of you willing to go?"
For a moment, everyone shook their heads in unison. Knowing that Princess Ziling was the identity of her, she dared to collect the immortal stones. Isn’t this lighting a lamp in the pit - looking for death?
"Little junior sister, don't make things difficult for this fellow Taoist, we'll wait for you here."
Zhang Yi continued to persuade Princess Ziling. He was really afraid that Princess Ziling would be able to play with her temperament, so Fatty Su would be helpless.
"Okay, senior brother, you are waiting for me here, I'll go and pull her over!"
Princess Ziling pondered for a moment, and finally made a concession, nodded and agreed, "Sister Three, since you don't let me take others, I'll bring you here!"
"Okay, okay, we're waiting for you here!"
Seeing that Princess Ziling finally gave up, Zhang Yi finally felt relieved and waved to say goodbye to Princess Ziling.
Seeing Princess Ziling's figure gradually fading away, Sima Cheng couldn't help but ask, "Brother, what if Princess Ziling really brought her sister?"
"It shouldn't be possible? Have you heard of her sister's temper?"
Zhang Yi shook his head, not thinking that Princess Zi Ling could invite Zi Yan.
"Don't think about it, Princess Zi Ling will definitely not be able to invite our Senior Sister Zi Yan. You have escaped today. Seeing Senior Sister Zi Yan will make you regret it for life!"
"Senior Sister Zi Yan only listens to the leader in the Holy Fire Sect, and even the great elder can't suppress her, let alone Princess Zi Ling."
"Let's just wait here with peace of mind. Those hundred immortal stones are not that easy to make."
Several disciples of the gatekeeper also thought that Princess Zi Yan would not appear, and at the same time, her envy for the informant suddenly disappeared.
"Fortunately, the junior sister doesn't look like her sister."
Zhang Yi sighed in his heart that in comparison, Princess Ziling's little habit of loving fun is nothing.
Sure enough, there is no harm without comparison.
"Several fellow Taoists, what do you think of the Land of the Death Sun?"
Zhang Yi wanted to take this opportunity to inquire about the news about the land of the Death Sun, but he was idle anyway.
"The Land of the Falling Sun? That is the holy land of our Holy Fire Sect, which is not something that ordinary people can go to."
Speaking of the land of the fallen sun, several disciples of the Holy Fire Sect showed reverence and yearned for them very much.
But they quickly became alert, "You know what to do in the land of the fallen sun? Could it be that they want to enter?"
"Don't think about it, the Holy Land can most people enter? Even if we have not entered the Holy Land yet."
The disciple of the gate guard waved his hand and said seriously.
"None of you have ever entered the Holy Land? How can you enter the Holy Land?"
Zhang Yi realized that it might be more difficult than he thought to enter the land of the Death Sun, so he frowned immediately.
"If we disciples of the Holy Fire Sect, we must have inner disciples to be qualified, and we also need to pay 30,000 merit points. This is probably a level that we, the outer disciples, will never reach in our lifetime."
"As for outsiders... I have been to the holy land for so many years, and all of them are famous in the fairy world!"
The disciple of the gatekeeper showed a look of memories and said seriously: "I advise you to die quickly, even if Senior Sister Zi Yan came forward, it would be impossible."
Upon hearing this, Fatty Su's face was ashes. If he could not enter the land of the fallen sun, he would undoubtedly have been sentenced to death.
But soon he adjusted his emotions, forced a smile, and slowly spoke: "Senior Brother Zhang, if it doesn't work, we will withdraw. Some things cannot be forced. Maybe I don't have this life!"
"No! You haven't tried it yet, how do you know you don't have this life!"
Zhang Yi stubbornly retorted.
"Senior Brother Zhang..."
But the more this happens, the more embarrassed Fatty Su feels. He has caused too much trouble to Zhang Yi, and he even feels like he is just a burden.
"Think about what you said to me in Tianqing Holy Academy before?"
Zhang Yi's face turned cold and he shouted in a deep voice.
Suddenly, Fatty Su closed his mouth honestly, and in addition to guilt, he was more moved. He didn't even know how to repay Zhang Yi and the others.
Just as Zhang Yi was planning to continue talking with the disciples in the gate to inquire about the news, Princess Ziling and a red-haired/hot woman wearing Holy Fire Sect costume walked side by side.
The red-haired woman exuded an impatient feeling all over her body, and her facial features were five points similar to Princess Ziling, but the two were not the same type at all. If Princess Ziling was a loli, then the red-haired woman would It's a hot/hot lady, but it looks a bit difficult to mess with.
"Senior Brother, I brought my third sister here!"
Princess Ziling held the red-haired woman's hand and ran towards Zhang Yi excitedly, with a smile on her face.
Several disciples guarding the gate were stunned, subconsciously gave up a way, bowed in awe and said, "I have seen Senior Sister Zi Yan!"
Zhang Yi was also shocked. He looked up and down at Princess Zi Yan, and said in his heart that he was not good, "Didn't you say you can't bring it? Why don't you play according to the routine?"