Opening confession to the beautiful master

"Boohoo!"

As Ye Wumian left, the eight elders of the inner courtyard also turned and left one after another, but before leaving, they all gave the drunkard a meaningful look.

"It's really an unexpected surprise that the Immortal Sword Sect came here this time. They actually gave us 50,000 merit points. In total, we are only short of 40,000 merit points, which is enough to complete four more A-level team tasks."

Judging from their last speed, completing four Class A team tasks in more than twenty days is more than enough, especially now that both of them have improved in strength.

"Master, let's go to the mission hall to select missions first. Remember the gift you promised."

Princess Ziling was also concerned about merit points. This was the first time that she, a noble princess, was so concerned about something.

"The gifts have been prepared a long time ago. It depends on whether you have the ability."

"But before that, do you have to explain to me who the kid on Tianjiu Peak is? He is not from our Tianqing Holy Academy."

The drunk maniac asked in a deep voice.

"He was a casual cultivator we met when we completed the Gujing Bride mission. He wanted to become my warrior, so I brought him back."

Zhang Yi knew that this matter would definitely not be hidden from the drunkard, so he said it very frankly.

"Zhang Yi, you have to be extremely cautious when it comes to warriors. Not just anyone can be your warrior."

The drunk maniac's expression suddenly became extremely serious as he explained.

"I know that Tianqing Holy Academy only allows three warriors per person, but it is not easy for a casual cultivator to reach this level."

Zhang Yi nodded perfunctorily. He did not regard warriors as his greatest strength. The most important thing in his cultivation was to rely on himself.

The drunkard man saw through Zhang Yi's thoughts at a glance, smiled contemptuously, and without waiting for Zhang Yi and the others to react, he took the two of them and rushed towards Tianjiu Peak.

When they returned to Tianjiu Peak, Princess Ziling said slightly dissatisfied: "Master, can you give us some face? After all, we are the ones who have greatly defeated the spirit of the Immortal Sword Sect just now!"

"Wait until you can defeat me before you tell me this."

The drunk maniac said lightly.

"Master, you are bullying people!"

Princess Ziling pouted and said coquettishly.

However, the drunk maniac ignored him and walked straight to the confused Sima Cheng.

"Junior Sima Cheng has met senior!"

Sima Cheng quickly realized that the seemingly cynical and even somewhat slovenly man in front of him was the master of the Zhang Yi brothers and sisters, and he quickly saluted with a respectful expression.

The drunk maniac nodded slightly, and his cloudy eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, as dazzling as stars. Sima Cheng's scalp was numb when he stared at him, and he even felt like he was being seen through. He stood there shivering and did not dare to speak.

"Zhang Yi, remember that each of your soldiers is a comrade who fights alongside you. You can hand your back to him without any defense, so you must not be hasty in the selection of soldiers!"

The drunk maniac was sizing up Sima Cheng while teaching Zhang Yi, "When choosing a warrior, look at character first and talent second!"

"Although this kid is a bit lewd, he is also a person who values ​​love and justice. He can be used!"

After a while, the drunk maniac dropped his gaze, which made Sima Cheng feel that the pressure was greatly reduced. He breathed a sigh of relief, but his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

"Master, how did you know that he is lustful?"

Princess Ziling couldn't forget the first time she met Sima Cheng, and couldn't help asking curiously.

"If I don't have any means as a teacher, how can I still be your master?"

The wine madman glared at Princess Ziling, then explained a few words to Zhang Yi and the others and left Tianjiu Peak in a hurry, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Little Junior Sister, did you notice that Master had a faint murderous intention when he left?"

Due to the Immortal Killing Sword, Zhang Yi has an extremely keen sense of murderous intent. He just noticed a faint murderous intention in the drunkard. Although he knew that the drunkard was trying his best to hide it in front of them, he still couldn't escape. His perception.

"Killing intention? I didn't sense it. Could it be that Master went out to kill someone this time?"

Princess Ziling shook her head with a dull expression and said after realizing it.

"I hope Master will not cause any trouble."

Zhang Yi shook his head. Anyway, with the strength of the alcoholic madman, there were probably not many people who could hurt his life. Now he was afraid that the alcoholic madman would do something earth-shattering.

At this time, Sima Chengcai gradually came back to his senses and kept breathing heavily: "Brother, your master is too scary. What is his status in the Immortal Sword Sect?"

"Also, I just heard everyone on the mountain shouting your name in unison, brother. Have you done something earth-shattering?"

"And...and...what's going on with the sword on the top of the mountain? I just suddenly came over to kill him, and the terrifying sword intent almost scared me to death."

Like a curious baby, Sima Cheng kept asking Zhang Yi.

"Why do you have so many questions?"

Zhang Yi quickly interrupted him. If he hadn't interrupted, he would probably have many questions.

"Isn't it too boring to stay on the mountain? There was such a big noise at the bottom of the mountain. Something big must have happened."

Sima Cheng scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

Princess Ziling was happy to answer his doubts, "Our master is called Drunken Madman, and he is a sinner of Tianqing Holy Courtyard..."

"sinner!?"

Sima Cheng interrupted Princess Ziling, with a look of surprise on his face, and a huge wave in his heart. He really couldn't figure out why he could stay in Tianqing Holy Courtyard since he was a sinner, and he could also bring Zhang Yi and Ziling The princess is accepted as a disciple.

"Shut up! Can you stop interrupting me when I'm talking? It's so annoying!"

Princess Ziling glared at him and continued: "Then people from the Immortal Sword Sect came to snatch my senior brother. They said that they wanted my senior brother to go to the Immortal Sword Sect to be a bullshit candidate for the Son of God. Naturally, my senior brother dismissed it... …”

Princess Ziling said what happened just now in a very exaggerated way, which made Sima Cheng stunned for a moment. She looked at Zhang Yi with eyes full of admiration, "As expected of the eldest brother I chose, he is even the divine son of the Immortal Sword Sect. Refused!"

"And he also killed the Holy Son of the Immortal Sword Sect!"

At this moment, Sima Cheng's admiration for Zhang Yi soared so much that Zhang Yi had become the epitome of contemporary invincibility in his heart. He even began to imagine following Zhang Yizhan in this life, "Following the elder brother, I will definitely be able to break through." Fan Mingtang, it will be a honor to see Senior Sister Ji later.”

"As for that sword, it is the natal sword of the great elder of the Immortal Sword Sect's inner courtyard..."

Princess Ziling pointed to the jade ice sword on the top of the mountain and said lightly.