Opening confession to the beautiful master

"Quit it, quit it. I will never be alone again. Just as Ye Wumian said, I have to be responsible for you."

The wine maniac shook his head, took off the wine gourd from his waist, and threw it towards the top of Tianjiu Peak. The wine gourd stood firmly on the top of Tianjiu Peak, which seemed to symbolize his determination.

"Zhang Yi, I suggest you not to bring your old friends to Tianjiu Peak for the time being. They will have better development elsewhere. Tianjiu Peak is not suitable for everyone."

The alcoholic madman persuaded with earnest words.

Zhang Yi thought about his previous experience of finding Yue Yao in the inner courtyard, and nodded seriously. It was obviously not a wise move to call Yue Yao and the others to Tianjiu Peak before he had grown up.

"Master, the cave has been opened for you. Let's see if you are satisfied with it first?"

The wine madman took Zhang Yi and the two of them to the top of Tianjiu Peak. They were shocked to see three caves located on the top of the Tianjiu Peak, and the wine madman's cave was right in the middle of the two of them.

"Elder brother, you choose first."

Princess Ziling was obviously very satisfied with the arrangement of the drunkard, and even felt that her master was not as bad as she thought.

Zhang Yi was not polite and walked straight into the cave on the left, and took out the things on the Wangchuan Cliff one by one. The most eye-catching thing among them was the avenue tree.

"Is this the avenue tree? Senior brother, are you really from the lower world? Why are there so many treasures on you?"

Princess Ziling looked at Zhang Yi with a surprised look. You must know that there are only five avenue trees in heaven, so I really don’t know where Zhang Yi got these treasures.

"The lower realm is not a wild place. There are still many opportunities and good fortunes. Otherwise, why would so many people in the fairy world want to go to the lower realm? Isn't it just for these good fortunes and opportunities?"

Zhang Yi placed the Dao Tree on the top of Tianjiu Peak, and a wave of Dao Yun radiated out, immediately adding a sense of sanctity to Tianjiu Peak.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! You are indeed a person of great fortune!"

The drunkard said the word "good" three times in high spirits and became more and more satisfied with Zhang Yi.

"Zhang Yi, when you were in the Tianqing Ancestral Palace, you were obviously more inclined to the Supreme Elder. Why did you choose to be a teacher in the end?"

The drunk maniac has always been curious about why Zhang Yi chose him. He clearly felt Zhang Yi's entanglement at the beginning.

"Master said he could lead me on an invincible path, and I choose to believe you."

Zhang Yi had naturally prepared his words a long time ago and said without hesitation.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm not confused as a teacher, tell the truth!"

The alcoholic maniac smiled disdainfully. Only Princess Ziling would believe such a clumsy lie.

"Okay! Senior brother, you actually lied to me!"

Princess Ziling said angrily with her hands on her hips.

Zhang Yi smiled bitterly. It was impossible for him to reveal the mission of the Destiny Map, so he had no choice but to say firmly: "Master, this statement is absolutely true!"

The drunk maniac laughed dumbly, and did not continue to question Zhang Yi, but said seriously: "Zhang Yi, you are the son of Tianqing God, and you can walk an extremely smooth road, but because of my relationship, you lost your identity as the son of God. What you have to do next is to get your lost identity back!"

"And you, Zi Ling! You are also a disciple of Dean Kecheng. Although you are the ninth princess of Tianting, you may not care about this status, but this is Tianqing Holy Court, and everything must be done according to the rules of Tianqing Holy Court. You will have to use your own abilities to regain your lost identity!"

The drunk maniac ordered with a serious expression.

"But Master, I'm already your disciple. I can't possibly become the Dean's disciple, right?"

Princess Ziling said aggrievedly.

"That's wrong. The principal's disciple is just an identity, which is equivalent to the chief disciple of Tianfeng Holy Academy. You must know this, so don't pretend to be stupid in front of your master!"

The drunk maniac could see through Princess Ziling's thoughts at a glance and exposed it mercilessly.

"knew."

Princess Ziling's eyes flashed with a strange light, she was a little absent-minded, and she didn't know what she was planning.

Zhang Yi was also slightly confused at this time and asked: "But Master...isn't he only appointed as the Son of Tianqing God when he triggers the nine rays of Tianqing Divine Light? Now I..."

Before Zhang Yi could finish speaking, the alcoholic madman interrupted Zhang Yi, "I know your worries, but there is another way to become the son of Tianqing. You only need to break the Tianqing Holy Formation to be able to do it again." Become a son of God.”

"Tianqing Holy Formation?"

This was the first time Zhang Yi heard about this formation, and his face was full of doubts.

"This Tianqing Holy Formation was left behind by our ancestors. Within the Tianqing Holy Formation there are thoughts left by past deans. Only by defeating them one by one can the formation be broken."

"Since you can become the Son of God for once, the identity of this Son of God can only belong to you. I believe you can break through the Holy Formation of Tianqing!"

The drunk maniac patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder seriously.

Zhang Yi's face darkened, and he knew that the Tianqing Holy Formation was not that simple. It was the thought left by the successive presidents of Tianqing Holy Academy. Which one is not a famous existence in the immortal world?

"I wonder if Master broke into the Tianqing Holy Formation?"

Zhang Yi asked subconsciously.

"Of course, when I was a teacher, I almost managed to break through the Tianqing Holy Formation."

The alcoholic maniac straightened his back and said with great pride.

"There are eighteen deans in Tianqing Holy Court including the ancestor. I defeated the thoughts of five deans and was only a little short of breaking through the Tianqing Holy Formation."

The alcoholic lunatic is a little bit worried about this matter, and even now he still looks regretful when he mentions it.

"???? Is this just a little bit worse?"

Zhang Yi and Princess Ziling both looked at each other with wide eyes, feeling more and more that their master was a bit unreliable.

"There is no need to worry about this matter. You will be satisfied if you can regain the position of Son of God as your teacher within a hundred years. What you have to do now is to become a disciple of the inner court first and regain everything you have lost step by step!"

The drunk maniac seemed to have read through the minds of the two of them. He did not feel embarrassed, but changed the subject and continued.

"No, Master... you just said before that you are responsible for us. If we worship you as our master, you can't force us to fight for everything, right? As a master, do you have to express your gratitude?"

Princess Ziling retorted with some displeasure.

She finally understood the meaning of the alcoholic madman. Daqing was just to let them go free and let them make a name for themselves in Tianqing Holy Monastery. She had no intention of teaching them at all.

"Superficial! I have created the best opportunities for you by taking you under my disciples. Can the characters who grow up in adversity and prosperity be the same?"

The drunk maniac scolded him seriously.

"Think about it, if you follow the established track, will anyone in Tianqing Holy Court provoke you?"

"No! But now that you are my disciples, and what Wu Mian said before, the people of Tianqing Holy Court will regard you as a thorn in their side. Isn't that interesting?"

The drunkard laughed.