"That's why he wanted to drink when he was depressed. In the past, he drank alone and got drunk alone. We rarely came to Sanqing Peak. We didn't know how many times he had been drunk. That day, it happened to Zhu Lin caught him drinking alone, and the two of them fell drunk on the bluestone floor at the entrance of the palace—"
Master Zhu frowned and said again: "What exactly do you want to say?"
Master Qiao then said: "On the day I took Zhu Lin back to Daqiao Peak, the head brother half-joked with me and said that as long as Zhu Lin won the first place in the Six Peaks Competition, he would ask me to agree to one condition."
"He still wants to go down the mountain?" Master Yuan asked hurriedly.
Master Qiao nodded: "It should be said that he has never given up on this idea."
Everyone was silent again. They were all senior brothers who had grown up together and lived together in Kunlun for more than two hundred years. Their relationship was naturally unusually deep. Seeing their senior brother feel so uncomfortable made them feel bad.
Master Yuan said: "Despite this, it is hard to disobey the master's orders, so what can we do?"
There was silence in the hall. Even if Master Qiao wanted to do it, he didn't dare to say it. After all, if the leader really went down the mountain, no one could predict what the consequences would be. He always had a vague feeling that the leader's life experience must be extraordinary. , Otherwise, why would the master not allow him to go down the mountain among all the fellow disciples? In order to prevent him from going down the mountain, a ban was specially placed.
The meeting ended without words. After leaving the Sanqing Hall, the other three masters said: "Since Zhu Lin is so drunk, there is no need for him to take the stage in future competitions. He can beat Huang Li today. Tomorrow he will be able to beat the disciples from other peaks as well, and the result will be the same regardless of whether he competes or not. His first place is well deserved."
Master Qiao did not refuse, and this was indeed true: "Okay, then I will let him have a good rest at Daqiao Peak. When he is well, I will drive him to the other peaks to apologize to all the senior brothers."
Master Yuan waved his hand and said, "Forget it, he didn't do anything wrong. This was just an accident. We all knew it."
Master Qi also said: "Yes, let him live back in Sanqing Hall after he wakes up. It can be seen that the head senior brother really likes this child, and it would be good to let him spend more time with him."
Unexpectedly, Zhu Lin was drunk for a month. The first thing he did after he woke up was to count the days. After confirming that a month had passed, he immediately rushed to Sanqing Peak, and the leader also Not long after I woke up, I was sitting in the palace rubbing my painful head. When I saw Zhu Lin coming, I hurriedly waved and said, "Zhu Lin, you came just in time. Come and give me a squeeze on your shoulders. I'm very sore after sleeping for too long."
Zhu Lin waved his hand: "I don't have time now, wait until I come out of the Secret Repair Pavilion!" There was wind in his footsteps, which blew past the leader and went straight to the direction of the Secret Repair Pavilion.
The leader pointed at his back and shook his head: "You heartless little guy, he only wants to find spells and wants to leave Kunlun!" He sighed again: "Hey - this little guy is gone, and I am here again. Alone!"
Zhu Lin's heart was beating very fast, whether it was for the upcoming moment or because he was rushing all the way.
He tried hard to calm down his breath, closed his eyes, and concentrated his mental power. He only thought about the three words "Resurrection of Souls" in his mind, and discarded all other distracting thoughts.
Completely on a whim, he rushed towards the rapidly rotating light with his mental strength, firmly grasped a special dark light, and quickly disappeared into his consciousness, three faint handwritings. Imprinted into his mind: Soul Restoration.