Opening confession to the beautiful master

"Drunk madman! Don't you think you have done enough harm to Tianqing Holy Court? It is because of you that Tianqing Holy Court is weak among the two houses, three sects and six sects, and now you want to destroy Tianqing Holy Court The hope of a new generation?”

"How wonderful it would be if you were the one who died back then!"

"It's true that the harm will last for thousands of years!"

The three Supreme Elders looked angry and looked at the drunk maniac with great indignation, looking up to the sky and sighing.

However, the drunk maniac seemed to be immune to all this and was unmoved at all. He seemed not to take their words into consideration. He pulled Zhang Yi and prepared to leave, "Let's go, follow me back to Tianjiu Peak!"

But the three supreme elders and Ye Wumian stood firmly in front of him, not giving him a chance to leave. It seemed that they had not given up yet.

"Uncle Master, stop making trouble."

Ye Wumian looked helpless and shook his head to persuade.

"Drunk Maniac, what can you bring to Zhang Yi?"

"I didn't prevent the tragedy last time, and I will never watch it happen again this time!"

"No matter what, I can't let Zhang Yi leave with you today. I can't let such a good seedling be ruined in your hands!"

The three Supreme Elders said indignantly.

But he saw the drunk maniac slowly protecting Zhang Yi behind him, and a breath of invincibility burst out. The smell of alcohol on his body dissipated at this moment. He seemed to have transformed into an invincible god of war, scanning the crowd with indifferent eyes, "I want to Want to fight?"

"The strength is indeed as strong as the destiny map says."

Zhang Yi felt the amazing aura on his body and couldn't help but sigh.

However, this made Ye Wumian and the three supreme elders change their expressions slightly, and they said with gloomy expressions: "Drunk Madman, what do you want to do? Could it be that you have forgotten that Tianqing Ancestral Palace is not allowed to take action!"

"Zhang Yi is already my disciple. This matter is a foregone conclusion. This is his choice. If you want to fight, I will fight to the end!"

"Also, I owe the debt to Tianqing Holy Court, and I will spend the rest of my life repaying it!"

The alcoholic lunatic's aura remained unchanged, neither humble nor arrogant, and he said with a serious expression.

But the alcoholic madman has completely lost trust in the hearts of a few people, and the alcoholic madman is synonymous with unreliability, so they naturally disdain him.

"Several elders, dean. This is my choice. I hope you won't embarrass the master."

At the critical moment, Zhang Yi stood up and wanted to resolve the matter as soon as possible.

The terrifying aura on the drunk maniac gradually faded away, and he looked at Zhang Yi with surprise and joy. He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't spoken to him. Since that incident, he was like a rat crossing the street in Tianqing Holy Courtyard. Everyone dislike.

"Zhang Yi, why did you choose him? Following him will not end well, really! We will not harm you."

Their attitude towards Zhang Yi became much gentler, and they persuaded Zhang Yi earnestly.

"My dear elders, I have made my decision."

Zhang Yi said with an extremely firm expression.

"Harmful!"

Hearing this, several Supreme Elders and Ye Wumian shook their heads, their eyes full of disappointment.

Immediately, several Supreme Elders looked at each other, a fierce look flashed in their eyes, and they already knew what they were thinking.

"The drunkard is a sinner of the Tianqing Holy Courtyard. If it hadn't been for the legendary dean's order, he might be dead now. And if you worship the sinner as your teacher, you won't be able to enjoy the status and treatment of the Son of God, and your resources will even be inferior to those of ordinary disciples. In this way If so, are you still sure that you want to become his disciple?”

Since the soft one is not enough, then the hard one will do it. This is their unanimous idea.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi was shocked. He naturally knew that it was much easier to do things with the identity of the Son of God, and he enjoyed more resources. How could he be revoked as the Son of God after becoming a disciple of a drunken madman?

And isn't this the punishment for failing the mission? Now that the mission has been successful, he still faces the crisis of being revoked as the Son of God.

Now their attitude is obvious. If they choose to be a drunkard, they cannot be the Son of God. They have to choose one of the two.

"Zhang Yi, tell me your answer now, as long as you regret it before it's too late!"

The three Supreme Elders looked at Zhang Yi eagerly, looking forward to Zhang Yi's choice.

The drunk maniac also looked at Zhang Yi nervously. After all, the Son of God can enjoy everything in Tianqing Holy Courtyard. In front of the identity of the Son of God and him, it is normal to choose the identity of the Son of God.

But Zhang Yi looked calm and said with great determination: "Since I can become the Son of God for once, the position of Son of God in the future belongs to me, so what if I don't want the Son of God for the time being?"

Zhang Yi still chose the drunkard. This was the choice given to him by the destiny map. He believed that there was a profound meaning in it.

"Hahahaha, good! Good! Good!"

The alcoholic maniac looked up to the sky and laughed. This was the happiest time he had laughed in so many years, and it was also the first time such a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Zhang Yi, I will do whatever I promise you as my master, and I will definitely make you famous in the fairy world!"

The alcoholic lunatic assured with a cautious laugh.

He knew that the matter was done, and no one could change the outcome. It was mainly Zhang Yi's attitude that determined everything.

On the other hand, the three Supreme Elders and Ye Wumian on the other side looked at Zhang Yi in disbelief. They really couldn't understand why they had to make such a choice. There was obviously a bright road but they had to take such a dangerous road. .

"Zhang Yi! You! Unreasonable!"

"There is no cure!"

"If you do evil by God, you can still violate it, but if you do evil by yourself, you can't live!"

Several people shook their heads and cursed angrily, and finally broke up unhappy, and the body shrouded in mist disappeared into the Tianqing Ancestral Hall.

"Zhang Yi, take care of yourself!"

Ye Wumian also shook his head helplessly, sighed and walked away, but the disappointment in his eyes could not be concealed.

The eight inner sect elders also looked at Zhang Yi with a little regret. A good and outstanding genius had to be with a madman, which was undoubtedly self-destructive.

"Master, what happened back then?"

Zhang Yi was very curious about what happened back then that made the drunk madman suffer so much resentment.

Hearing this, the drunkard's eyes flashed a gloomy color, and he waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about what happened in the past. I'll take you to Tianjiu Peak first."

"Master, the test of the mirror world has not ended yet!"

Zhang Yi still wanted to see the mirror world, but was interrupted by the drunkard with a smile, "You are my disciple now, why do you still need to take the test!"

"Swish!"

After saying that, Zhang Yi felt that his whole body was wrapped by an unparalleled spatial force. When he came to his senses, there was already a desolate mountain in front of him, which was obviously uninhabited for a long time.

"Zhang Yi, we meet again."

What surprised Zhang Yi was that Princess Ziling was standing in front of him.

"Princess Ziling, why are you here too?"

A guess arose in Zhang Yi's mind. He looked at Princess Ziling and then at the drunkard in confusion.