In the main hall of Tianji Gate, an old man with tattered clothes, disheveled hair, and a charred face kept making secrets with his fingers.
Under the steps of the main hall, a woman in aqua blue dress walked anxiously, stopping from time to time, frowning, looking at the old man, and then continued walking anxiously.
"Disciple, can you stop turning around? You're turning around like a teacher, and you can't concentrate on your little junior sister's calculations!"
The messy old man couldn't bear it and spoke!
"Old man, let me tell you, if there is something wrong with our little junior sister, I won't stop with you. She is the most talented person in our Tianji Sect. It's because you, as a master, are unreliable and you didn't properly prepare the little junior sister's things to survive the thunder tribulation, and that's why she failed to survive the thunder tribulation!"
"Oh, don't make any noise, I've learned a lot about you!"
The old man's kneading movements became faster and faster. Suddenly, he lost strength and sat on the seat behind him, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Master, Master!"
The woman in aqua blue dress anxiously stepped forward to check the old man's condition. The old man waved his hand and said,
"It's okay for me to be a master. Your little junior sister's fate is covered by the way of heaven. It seems that she wants to hide it deliberately. If it's normal, it's possible to spy on it with some effort. It's just that this time I blocked the thunderstorm and spent some cultivation. Fortunately, I have some clues!"
"Then since Master can't die, tell me quickly what's going on!"
"Hmph, you unscrupulous person! The body she is using now is not her original body. She is just a wisp of soul in this interface. She needs to go back to her original world and her original body, and her soul and body can practice together in order to succeed!"
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It's beautiful, it's so beautiful. I laughed so hard at this chapter that my stomach hurt.
The author writes beautifully! ! ! Keep up the good work! ! !
It's beautiful, it's so beautiful. I laughed so hard at this chapter that my stomach hurt.