"It is my blessing, and it is also your blessing."
"Despite all my expectations for her, she is still a good disciple that I, Ji Xuanqing, regard as my own daughter."
"My child is in danger. If I am not the father, who will?"
"You don't need to say anything."
"Those who disobey the order will be removed from Kunlun."
What he said was very serious and tough that could not be refused.
Jianyi stood up with his fists clasped, Humu said with tears in his eyes: "Disciple, I understand."
"Brothers, fight."
He holds a long sword, and his spiritual power is no longer reserved.
Thirty-six rays of sword light illuminated the Kunlun Mountains shrouded in night.
Bright, dazzlingly bright.
In this light, there is only an indescribable sadness.
Ji Xuanqing had disheveled hair and a ferocious appearance.
Under the infusion of spiritual power, the originally thin body was like an inflated balloon, growing bigger and bigger.
On the fingertips of his closed hands, the sword energy that had been stored for a long time began to show its edge.
"You have enough energy, but you still need guidance."
"Ji Qingji, as the leader of Xuanmen, has good luck."
"To kill him, suppression of cultivation is one aspect. Suppression of luck is the most important."
"I have nine peaks in Kunlun, and one peak hides one fortune."
"However, several junior brothers have left one after another, the losses over the years, and the fate of the mountain gate, only the four peaks are left."
"Today, I, Ji Xuanqing, in the name of headmaster, will gain the fortune of two more peaks and overcome all obstacles for my disciple."
He was panting like an ox, his pupils were dilated, but he smiled heartlessly and said: "Ji Qingji, your Xuanmen soul blood has been taken away, and the sun is declining."
"I don't believe that your luck can compete with my luck in the Kunlun Mountains."
"Are you worthy of hurting my disciple?"
He lifted his bent right leg up and stepped down hard.
"boom."
On the second peak, the white fog receded.
The yellow light is like a bright firework, piercing the sky and blooming to its fullest.
Ji Xuanqing's expression remained unchanged and he stamped his feet for the second time.
On the fourth peak, the red light is so strong that it stings people and makes them unable to open their eyes.
He stabilized his shaky body and raised his head with difficulty.
The heavenly light curtain that revealed Ji Qingji's face showed signs of disintegrating.
Ji Xuanqing took one last look at the sixth peak, looking towards the endless abyss at the bottom of the Demon Killing Pond.
He stamped his foot for the third time.
"Buzz."
Two peaks of luck were summoned, one yellow and one red, and two dazzling rays of light turned into meteors and rushed into his body.
"die."
One sword opened up the heaven and earth, with the power of thunder.
Accompanied by Ji Xuanqing's hysterical laughter, the heavenly light curtain pierced silently.
"Master, my disciple wants to eat meat, not vegetables and radishes."
"Woooooo, I have to go home and go back to find my big brother."
"You are a bad person, forcing me to read every day."
The cute girl with a milky voice was sitting on the threshold of the main peak hall, secretly wiping her tears.
He squatted in front of her and said with a doting look on his face: "Then, master, take you to roast rabbit in the back mountain?"
"Let's make an agreement first. If you eat rabbit meat, you must understand all the twenty words I teach you."
"From now on, yes, every time you know twenty words, master will grant you a small wish."
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let your junior uncles hear you."
"This is breaking the rules and you will be punished."
"Ha, you laughed?"
That year, she was five years old and had just entered Kunlun.
Ten years later, she was fifteen years old.
"Pei Chuan, how dare you draw a turtle on my face?"
"I, I will stab you to death with one sword."
The stunning girl rushed into the main peak hall with rage, picked up the Kunlun's most precious treasure that no one else dared to touch, and chased the mischievous boy all over the mountain.
He sat not far away, cracking melon seeds with a smile and suggested: "Stab a few more times, and if you stab him to death, he will be knocked down."
"Du Qirui, what do you mean?"
"My girl Ling has been wronged, and you still have the nerve to stop her?"
"I can't beat my junior brother, so I can't beat you?"
"Come on, the apprentice will fight the apprentice, and we, the masters, will fight first."
"Am I being unreasonable?"
"Hey, you're right."
In the blink of an eye, another four years have passed.
That year, she was nineteen years old.
Live up to expectations and become the youngest Celestial Spirit Master in China.
On the evening when she came down the mountain to enter the world, he personally sent her to the foot of the mountain.
He urged, pretending to be free and easy: "Oh, after all, it's the Young Master of Kunlun, why is it my mother-in-law?"
"Let's go, let's go, I'll be more secure."
"No one disturbs my sleep, and no one dares to pour the fine wine from my private collection."
"This happy and beautiful little day, tsk, makes me laugh out loud in my dreams."
"Hahaha, I can't think about it."
She turned back three times with each step, tears streaming down her face.
He turned around with a straight face, not looking at her.
In fact, I was distracted and watched her go away.
No one knew or saw him. When his disciple walked away, he covered his face and burst into tears.
