Ji Xuanqing's mouth twitched, and he said with shame and anger: "You, you guessed it earlier?"
The man in green shirt nodded and said, "I'm not stupid."
Ji Xuanqing said angrily: "That's not okay. I am the senior brother and the headmaster of Kunlun. I will not allow you to make your own decisions and suppress yourself in Demon Killing Pond."
"You, if you can't kill the inner demon in the end and die at the bottom of the pool, how do you want me to face the spirit of Junior Sister Baiyou in the sky?"
"I, Ji Xuanqing, will not be able to see my master again, and I am ashamed of all my ancestors in Kunlun."
The man in green shirt said unreasonably: "Then it has nothing to do with me, isn't it your business?"
"You can't beat me now, no, you couldn't beat me before either."
"Gungungun, I get upset when I see you, and I am always whining."
Ji Xuanqing said frantically: "A gentleman talks but doesn't do anything. Let's just discuss the matter."
The man in green shirt said calmly: "I only know how to fight, and I only like fighting. Reasonable things are for women."
"Okay, while I'm still sane, don't waste any more of my precious time."
"Nine-Xuan Spirit-Sealing Jue, tsk, how did it come about?"
He scratched his messy hair and clasped his hands together as if remembering.
Ji Xuanqing sighed and flew down beside the Catastrophe Bell.
"Boom."
The fourth sound sounded, the clouds parted and the fog cleared, and we saw the red sun.
"Junior brother, let me see you off." He lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly, and shrugged his shoulders.
"Boom."
The catastrophe bell tolled for the fifth time, the nine peaks trembled together, and the earth shook and the mountains shook.
The sixth sound... the wind and clouds were surging, and the sound of thunder was gradually heard.
The ninth sound...the dark clouds came down and the sky turned dark.
The tenth tone, fall.
Ji Xuanqing flicked his sleeves and said in a choked voice: "Everyone in Kunlun, wait patiently for the safe return of the third elder."
On the third peak, a slovenly man in a green shirt laughed heartily.
"Click."
The formation eye hidden in the ninth peak opened, revealing a dazzling light.
The man in green shirt took one last look at the fourth peak, and at the small building she once loved the most.
Vaguely, he seemed to really see her standing in front of the window of the small building, her eyebrows lightly furrowed, and she picked up a brush to draw.
White paper, black ink, bamboo table and wooden chairs.
The men in the painting are each holding a sword and walking with it.
Indescribable and unrestrained, indescribable high-spiritedness.
"Baiyou, wait for me."
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes tightly.
When he opened his eyes again, the scarlet color under his eyes took up most of them.
"Mom, my son is unfilial."
He faced southwest and kowtowed three times.
"boom."
At the sixth peak, the mountains exploded, revealing an endless abyss.
The man in green shirt flew in without hesitation, getting further and further away: "Elder brother, I will leave Suning to you."
Ji Xuanqing couldn't bear to watch anymore and burst into tears on the spot.
"I will wait patiently for the safe return of the third elder." Thirty-six Swords half knelt down, the atmosphere was sad.
"Ah, wuwuwu..."
The big white monkey lying on the ground pretending to be dead cried again.
I cried heartbreakingly.
Chaos emerges into Xuanqing.
Qi Rui descended from the dusk sky.
The lake in my heart reflects the quiet moon.
The night is starry.
White pomelo is born in the early summer.
On this day, the Kunlun Catastrophe Bell will ring ten times.
On this day, Su Xinglan, the third elder of Kunlun, was at the bottom of the Demon Killing Pond.
On this day, all Kunlun disciples who witnessed this incident were sent to the forbidden area in the back mountain by Ji Xuanqing and were not allowed to go out from now on.
