The famous cold swordsman in the cultivation world went down the mountain to do a mission. After completing the mission, he was about to leave, but someone grabbed him by the corner of his clothes. Oh, a baby. He decided to study what he had read two days ago and lead people back to the mountain.
In the storybook, the well-behaved and sensible apprentice practices diligently, and takes over the sect when he grows up. The apprentice earns endless spiritual stones for the sect, and the apprentice works hard for the master without any complaints...
In reality, when he was practicing, the eldest disciple from outside the hospital ran over with his second disciple and shouted: "It's not good, Master, the younger brother has climbed on the dragon's head!" When he was in retreat, outside the barrier: "It's not good, Master, the younger brother has bald the phoenix feathers!" When he was going through the tribulation, outside the formation: "It's not good..." He ran out of moves and roared: "Shut up."
The eldest apprentice and the second apprentice pointed to the barrier with horrified expressions. The corners of his clothes were torn off, and the younger apprentice crawled in by himself.
Did he raise it to piracy?
Decades later, Pingze Continent was opened, and it was time for them to practice. He found three entrances and kicked them in. After a few years of quiet life, in the first hundred years, the eldest apprentice came back and became polite, and in the second hundred years, the second apprentice came back with an extraordinary temperament.
In the third hundred years, the young apprentice came back with demon markings, animal ears hanging on his head, and a dark and moist smile on his face: "You are well, Master." He looked at the apprentice who was not right, and suddenly remembered the entrance.
It's over.
Intention: Helpless, the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallows return