Vol 3 Chapter 2292:

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If he didn't intend to say anything, he could see Huang's disheartened eyes and couldn't help but blurt out!
Huang Li's lips smile: "Qiao Shishu, I understand what you mean, you can rest assured, I will not mind." Lost is definitely there, but it will not be disheartened.
The master of the bridge pointed at him and helped Zhu Lin step down to Wutai. He also said to several brothers and sisters: "I will send him back first!"
Zhu Shizun seems to still be guilty about the defeat of the young disciple. Shen Sheng said: "Qiao Shidi, you are so short-sighted, afraid that it is not good, you must at least tell us about it, why Zhu Lin is so drunk Look, what kind of wine is that wine?" He wondered in his heart whether Zhu Lin had something to drink and allowed his skill to grow rapidly, which led to the failure of Huang Li.
Master Bridge saw the brother of the eye and said: "You go to Sanqingfeng first, then I will arrive!"
Zhu Shizun also wants to say it again, but he is stopped by the Yuanshi: "Bamboo brother, don't have to say it anymore, go to Sanqingfeng first."
Zhu Shizun looked at the Yuanshi Zun, and he was incredible: "Do you know this?"
Yuan Shizun nodded: "I know that this matter has nothing to do with the bridge brother." He looked around the disciples who had not dispersed, and lowered his voice: "I don't say anything here, go to Sanqingfeng first."
Zhu Shizun frowned, I don’t know what medicine was sold in the gourd of the Yuanshi, so he said,
Well, go to Sanqingfeng.

Several teachers and brothers left the stands directly and went to the direction of Sanqingfeng.
After the bridge master handed Zhu Lin to Xu Zhao for care, he rushed to Sanqingfeng.
At this time, a group of brothers and sisters have entered the dormitory of the back hall of Sanqing Temple, and they are surprised to see the drunkenness of the masters.

What is going on here?
Zhu Shizun asked the Yuanshi Zun.
Yuanshi Zun said: "I don't know exactly what happened. I only know that this wine is brewed by the head. It is the head of the drink for Zhu Lin. As a result, both of them are drunk, one and a half. The group still can't wake up."
In other words, Zhu Lin's two-day winning streak of two top Kunlun masters, all in a state of drunkenness, did not play his true strength.
If he is not drunk, today's Huang Li, can you take his shot?
When the bridge master arrived, they had already withdrawn from their dormitory. All five were sitting in the chairs in the temple, and their brows were locked and they did not say a word.
Bridge Master looked at them with a glance, did not speak, went straight to sleep, and poured a bowl of water to feed the head of the brothers to drink, and then returned to the temple.
He did not sit down, but stood before the crowd, and said: "The drunkenness is a fact, so you don't have to say anything more. Why do the headmen drink alcohol? I don't think it is because the wine is good."
Bamboo Master respects and looks at the bridge master. "What do you want to say?"
Bridge Master respected again: "The head is widowed in Sanqing Peak for more than 100 years. What is his heart? We all have a clear vision. He wants to go out and have a look, but he can’t let go of Kunlun, and he is not willing to give up. The master’s last wish at the end of his life, so he has always been unhappy, and it looks like a sinister look on weekdays. It’s all dressed up for us, and everyone’s mind must be clear.

Everyone whispered silently, and the bridge master said: "The brothers are not the same as us. He has never been to Kunlun. The imagination of the outside world is based on the dictation of others. It is like a child, never eaten. Sugar, but some people often say in front of him how sweet and sweet the sugar is."