An old man with white hair knelt on the ground: "Ancestor! I beg you, go down the mountain!"
"Master, you have said this three hundred and sixty-five times."
"You have to leave today! This is the real estate certificate and bank card of Tianhai City."
"Master, who will bring you tea and water when I leave?"
"I would rather die of thirst! Look at the good things you have done! Last month, you shaved off the beard of the head of Kunlun. The day before yesterday, you used the Tianshan Sect's Zhen Sect sword as a kitchen knife. Yesterday, you stewed the spirit fox raised by the Emei Master -"
"Master, you are feeling weak recently, so I want to give you some supplements."
"Thank you! In the colorful world under the mountain, can you go and harm others?"
The young man sighed: "Okay, since the master's kindness is difficult to refuse, the disciple will reluctantly go down the mountain."
"Wait a minute." The old man suddenly became serious, "Remember three things."
"First, unless absolutely necessary, you are not allowed to use the ninth level or above of Qingyun Jue."
"Why?"
"Those so-called masters and gods of war at the foot of the mountain are like ants in front of you. If you are serious, you will slap them to death, which can easily cause international disputes."
"Second, I saw a pretty girl walking around."
"This can't be done."
"... Then let's go to the third one. If you cause trouble outside, don't say it's my apprentice."
The young man waved his hands without looking back: "Master, take care, I'm going to cause harm to the world."
The old man immediately took out his mobile phone: "Junior brother is down the mountain. Yes, he is the demon king who made you angry. Just figure it out."
There was a burst of laughter on the other end of the phone
