Fortunately, fortunately, his memory recovered quickly enough.
If he really kicked the woman into the pool, she would definitely skin him alive.
But is she really his little woman
Even though they look similar and have similar personalities, this kind of thing still needs to be clarified.
He didn't want to recognize the wrong person.
"Fuck, never mind, we need to go find her."
Zhongli Han jumped up from the ground, quickly put on his short boots and left the bamboo house.
If it was really her, he had to hurry and coax her back.
"Fuck, why doesn't she want to remember it at any time? Why does she have to wait until he gets angry with her?"
Doesn't this create opportunities for that insidious bastard
"Humph, I have my own body this time, I will never give it to you again!"
Hide!
We have to hide the person quickly!
Zhongli Han ran to Su Qiao's bamboo house in a hurry, even forgetting to use magic.
He was thinking that once he was sure that Su Qiao was his little woman, he would hide her in a place where no one could find her.
Unfortunately, he came up empty-handed.
Su Qiao received a sound transmission note from the sect master's father and went to the main hall on the main peak of Qingtian Sect, which was the place where he accepted disciples last time.
While she was still standing on the flying sword, slowly admiring the scenery of the mountains of Qingtian Gate, there was a burst of neat and respectful shouts in the main hall.
"Welcome the Venerable to come out of retreat!"
"Welcome the great-grandmaster to come out of retreat!"
The heads of various peaks of Qingtian Sect, several elders, and inner disciples almost all gathered in the huge main hall.
It was only because the most senior and most accomplished person in Qingtian Sect, Venerable Baili, suddenly came out of seclusion.
This was his first time coming out of seclusion in five or six hundred years, and also his first time appearing on the main peak.
In the eyes of many disciples, he is a legendary figure.
And now, this legendary figure is sitting right above them, how can they not be excited
Sect Master Su Chengde stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Congratulations, Uncle Master, for reaching a higher level of cultivation."
He had already reached the great perfection of the Spirit Severing Stage, but when facing Baili Jing, it was still like facing an insurmountable mountain.
This was when Baili Jing had restrained all his momentum.
This shows how profound his cultivation is.
When he was in seclusion six hundred years ago, his cultivation had already reached the Spirit Transformation Stage. Now, six hundred years have passed. With his aptitude, he should have reached the Mahayana Stage at least, or maybe even more.
"Um."
The man in the upper seat was wearing a white robe trimmed with silver threads and had a cold aura.
His facial features were extremely handsome, and his eyes were as dark as a deep well, slowly sweeping across the disciples below the hall.
I didn't see any familiar figure, nor did I sense any familiar breath.
He thought for a moment and his eyes fell on the leader of the group, Su Decheng.
"Have we recruited any new disciples recently?"
There are three coffins. It doesn't make sense that he and that guy can wake up, but she can't.
Su Decheng was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded: "Yes, the once-in-a-decade disciple recruitment conference has just ended. Uncle Master wants to... ?"
Could it be that the master uncle also wanted to accept a disciple
This is really... great news.
The first person Su Decheng thought of was his precious daughter.
However, my daughter has already reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage. I wonder if my uncle-master will mind
"Call all the new disciples here."
While Su Decheng's thoughts were wandering, a cold and indifferent voice came from above.
Uncle Master just wants to adopt a child
Su Decheng was a little disappointed, but he quickly calmed down and immediately waved his hand to let the people below recruit all the new disciples.