Fortunately, fortunately, his memory recovered quickly enough.
If he really kicked the woman into the pool, she would have to peel off a layer of his skin.
But is she his little girl?
Although they look similar and have similar temperaments, this kind of thing still needs to be clarified.
He didn't want to admit the wrong person.
"Fuck, no matter what, I have to find her quickly."
Zhong Lihan jumped up from the ground, hurriedly put on his short boots and left the bamboo house.
If it was really her, he would have to coax her back quickly.
"Fuck, why didn't she remember when he was so cruel?"
Doesn't this create an opportunity for that insidious bastard?
"Hmph, I have my own body this time, and I will never let you do it again!"
Hide!
We need to hide people quickly!
Zhong Lihan ran to Su Qiao's bamboo house in a hurry, forgetting to even use the spell.
All he wanted to do was wait until he was sure that Su Qiao was his little girl, then hide her in a place where no one could find her.
Unfortunately, he missed it.
Su Qiao received the message Sound Transmission Talisman from Sect Master's father and went to the main hall of the Qingtian Sect's main peak, which was the place where he accepted his disciples last time.
While she was still standing on the Flying Sword, slowly admiring the scenery of the Qingtian Sect peaks, there was a chorus of respectful shouts in the main hall.
"Congratulations to His Holiness for coming out of seclusion!"
"Welcome Grand Martial Uncle out of seclusion!"
Qingtian Sect's peak masters, several elders, and Inner Disciple almost all gathered in the vast main hall.
Just because Qingtian Sect, Venerable Baili, who has the highest seniority and the highest level of cultivation, suddenly left seclusion.
This was the first time in five or six hundred years that he had left seclusion, and it was also the first time that he had appeared on the main peak.
In the eyes of many disciples, he is a legendary figure.
And now, this legendary figure is sitting above, how can they not be excited?
Sect Master Su Chengde took a step forward and bowed respectfully. "Congratulations, uncle, for improving your cultivation to a higher level."
He was already Soul Division Stage Great Perfection, but when facing Baili Jing, it was still like facing an insurmountable mountain.
This was still 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 level was already Soul Transformation Stage. Now six hundred years have passed, with his qualifications, he should at least be Mahayana Stage, and maybe more.
"Yeah."
The man in the seat was wearing a white robe trimmed with silver threads and had a deserted aura.
His facial features are as handsome as his, and his eyes are as dark as a deep well, slowly passing through the disciples below the hall.
No familiar figure was found, and no familiar breath was sensed.
He thought for a moment, and his eyes fell on the leader Sect Master Su Decheng.
"Have you recruited any new disciples in our sect recently?"
There are three coffins. There is no reason that he and that guy can wake up, but she will not wake up.
Su Decheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly. "Yes, the ten-year apprenticeship conference has just ended. Master, what do you want to do...?"
Could it be that Uncle Master also had the idea of accepting a disciple?
This is really... great news.
Su Decheng first thought of his baby daughter.
However, my daughter is already Nascent Soul Stage Great Perfection. I wonder if my uncle will mind?
"Recruit all the newly recruited disciples."
When Su Decheng was thinking, another cold and indifferent voice came from above.
?
Uncle Master just wants to have a child?
Su Decheng was a little disappointed, but he quickly calmed down and immediately waved the people below to recruit all the new disciples.