Opening confession to the beautiful master

"What a talent! You have actually accomplished something that no one has accomplished in so many years."

"You are really good at creating miracles, no wonder you alarmed the legendary dean!"

"Don't worry, since you are a member of our Tianqing Holy Courtyard, Heavenly Court will not do anything to you!"

The three Supreme Elders said with great excitement.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Now looking at the reactions of the three Supreme Elders, maybe Bai Jinfeng had deceived him in the first place. Trampling the Immortal Road did not have such a big impact on the Immortal World. He did not appear on the Heavenly Sin List, and the Tianqing Holy Court did not Instead of taking this as a trouble, he was very pleasantly surprised by Zhang Yi's performance.

"Several elders, I heard Bai Jinfeng say before that the fragmentation of the Immortal Road has a great impact on the Immortal World. I wonder what this impact is?"

Zhang Yi currently only knows about the impact on the lower world, but not the impact on the fairy world, so he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It's not that serious. It just harmed the interests of some opportunistic people. Now that you are my Son of Heaven, no one dares to trouble you for this matter!"

Han Tian waved his hands in a big voice and said in a domineering manner.

"Anyone who dares to cause trouble for you will have trouble with our Tianqing Holy Courtyard!"

Jiwusheng also nodded in agreement.

"After today, you will be famous in the fairy world. If anyone who doesn't have the foresight dares to do something to you, I will let him know why the flowers are so red!"

It was rare for Jing Tianchao to agree with the two people's views, and it was rare for the three of them to unite the front, and all this was just because it concerned Zhang Yi.

"Thank you, elders!"

Zhang Yi thanked her profusely, this is the real thigh.

"But speaking of which, where did you go after you broke through the Immortal Road? Why did you come to Tianqing Holy Monastery now?"

Jing Tianchao asked curiously.

Zhang Yi thought for a while, but still didn't tell them what happened in Esha Village, "I came from Buqiu City, so I wasted some time."

"Buqiu City...that's the territory of the Immortal Sword Sect. It's a shame for you."

Jing Tianchao patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder, seeming to have imagined the hardships Zhang Yi had experienced along the way. Little did they know that Tianxuan was accompanying them all the way, so it was a safe and smooth journey.

"Ahem, let's get down to business!"

"This time you have triggered nine rays of divine light. You are the only one in Tianqing Holy Courtyard in the past thousand years, and the only person qualified to become the Son of God. It is no exaggeration to say... only you have the ability, and the entire Tianqing Holy Courtyard is It will become your most powerful trump card!”

Jing Tianchao said seriously.

"Of course, before that you need to choose a master, and everyone here will let you choose."

Jing Tianchao naturally wanted to teach Zhang Yi himself, and his eager eyes radiated through the mist.

Zhang Yi looked around. Based on the current choices, worshiping one of the three supreme elders is naturally the best choice. After all, they have sufficient strength and experience.

The eight elders of the inner sect did not have any trouble about this. After all, they knew that they had no advantage in front of the three supreme elders, and the final choice must be born among the three supreme elders.

Just when Zhang Yi was thinking, a smell of wine swept over him, and a drunken old man with unkempt hair and a drunken gourd in his hand came into the Tianqing Ancestral Hall.

When other people saw him, their expressions changed drastically and they started talking a lot.

"Why is he here?"

"Ever since that incident happened, he seems to have never sobered up. It's a pity that the three supreme elders can't do anything to him."

"With three Supreme Elders here this time, he shouldn't be able to make any waves."

Zhang Yi noticed that the eight elders of the inner sect took a step back, avoiding the drunken old man as if they were avoiding the god of plague.

Zhang Yi was curious about him, looked him up and down, and found that his aura was extremely chaotic, as if he was about to explode at any time, "Who is this person? Why did they react so violently?"

"Drunk madman! What are you doing here?"

The three Supreme Leaders looked at him eagerly and pushed the alcoholic lunatic away from Zhang Yi, as if they were afraid that he would have too much interaction with Zhang Yi.

Ye Wumian also hurriedly came up, pulled the drunken maniac and said: "Uncle, this is not a place for you to come, hurry up and leave!"

"Uncle? The dean calls him uncle?"

Zhang Yi was surprised and even more curious about this man who smelled of alcohol.

"Tianqing Holy Temple finally has a son of God after so many years. According to the rules, I can also enter Tianqing Ancestral Temple!"

The drunk maniac spoke angrily, and a stronger smell of alcohol filled the Tianqing Ancestral Hall, making people frown.

"Okay! You are indeed qualified to enter Tianqing Ancestral Palace, but if you mess around, we will kick you out without hesitation!"

The three great elders were speechless for a moment and chose to compromise.

Zhang Yi thought to himself: "From their reactions, it seems that this senior must have a story, otherwise they would not have reacted so violently."

"Apart~"

The alcoholic lunatic waved his hands indifferently, and drunkenly drank, looking exactly like an alcoholic.

"Don't worry, I'll just say a few words and leave. I'm still awake now."

The drunk man raised his head, but his eyes were as bright as stars, looking at Zhang Yi with piercing energy.

At this moment, Zhang Yi felt as if he was being targeted by a wild beast, and even his soul trembled. This was a feeling that the three supreme elders had never given him.

"Is it possible that this senior is stronger than the three supreme elders?"

Zhang Yi was shocked, but the other party's aura was obviously chaotic, and something was obviously wrong.

After a while, the drunk maniac retracted his gaze, his eyes became cloudy again, and commented: "Not bad."

"Boy, are you interested in becoming my disciple? I will ensure that you embark on an invincible path!"

The wine lunatic picked up the wine gourd, took a sip of wine, smacked his tongue and asked.

"No!"

As soon as this statement came out, others retorted excitedly.

"Drunk lunatic, are you really crazy? Now your appearance is not enough, do you still want to harm him?"

"It's already over, why can't you let it go?"

"I disagree! He is the only divine son of our Tianqing Holy Monastery, and there is no way he will be destroyed in your hands!"

The three supreme elders objected excitedly.

Ye Wumian also persuaded with a look of helplessness: "Uncle Master, you should also know what the Son of God means. We can't let you do whatever you want. Even that person was alarmed this time, and he won't let you do whatever you want!"

"Haha, what if I say that person has already agreed?"

The drunkard was unmoved and drank to himself.

As soon as these words came out, the entire Tianqing Ancestral Hall fell into silence, and everyone looked at the drunk maniac as if they had seen a ghost.

They knew that what Jiu Madman said was most likely true, otherwise he wouldn't have let him enter the Tianqing Ancestral Palace, but they couldn't understand why they would trust Jiu Madman to hand over the promising son of God to Jiu Madman?

Not understanding means disagreeing!