Vol 3 Chapter 2293:

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"So when he is bored, he wants to drink. In the past, he only drank alone. One person was drunk. We rarely came to Sanqingfeng. I didn’t know how much he was drunk. On that day, it happened. Let Zhu Lin meet him and drink alone, and the two drunk on the bluestone floor at the entrance of the temple-"
Bamboo Master’s brows clenched and said:
What do you want to say?

Bridge Master respected this: "On the day when Zhu Lin returned to the peak of the bridge, the master of the house and I were half joking, saying that as long as Zhu Lin won the first place in the Six Peaks test, I would allow him to promise him a condition."
"He still wants to go down the mountain?" Yuanshi asked.
Bridge Master nodded: "It should be said that he has never broken."
Everyone was silent again. They all grew up together. They lived together in Kunlun for more than two hundred years. Their feelings are naturally extraordinary. When they see their brothers are so uncomfortable, their hearts are not good.
Yuanshi Zun said: "Despite this, after all, the teacher's life is hard to violate, what can we do?"
There is silence in the temple. Even if the bridge master is interested in perfection, he does not dare to say anything. After all, if the head really goes down, what the consequences are, no one can predict, he always feels faint, the life of the head must be extraordinary. Otherwise, the brothers and sisters, why the master did not allow him to go down the mountain? In order to prohibit him from going down the mountain, he also made a special ban.
In a meeting, it was said that there was no words in the Sanqing Hall. The other three masters said: "Since Zhu Lin is so drunk, like the future test, he will not have to go to power. Today he can win the yellow. As for tomorrow, I can win the disciples of other peaks. It is the same result than the incomparable one. His first place is deserved."
Bridge Master did not refuse, this is indeed a real thing: "Okay, then I will let him rest at the peak of the bridge, wait for him, and then go to the peaks to apologize to the brothers."
Yuan Shizun’s hand gesture:
If you pay for it, he’s not doing anything wrong. It’s just an accident. We have counts in our hearts.

Qi Shizun also said: "Yes, after he was awake, let him live back to Sanqing Hall. It can be seen that the master of the house really likes this child and it is good to let him spend more time with him."
Who knows that Zhu Lin is drunk, it is a month. The first thing he did after he was awake is to count the days. It is certain that after a month has passed, he immediately rushed to Sanqingfeng, and the head is also Shortly after waking up, I was sitting in the temple with a painful head. When I saw Zhu Lin, I was busy and waved: "Zhu Lin, you are coming right, come and give me a pinch, sleep for too long, sour."
Zhu Lin waved his hand: "Now there is no time, wait for me to come out from the secret repair hall!" He walked in the wind and directly swept the side of the head and went straight to the direction of the secret repair hall.
The head pointed at his back and shook his head: "There is no conscience, just thinking about finding the technique, thinking about leaving Kunlun!" He sighed again: "Hey, this little guy is gone, I am again." It’s a lonely person!

Zhu Lin’s heartbeat is very fast, I don’t know if it’s for the upcoming moment, or because it’s too fast.
He tried his best to calm down, calm his eyes, and concentrate his mental power. He only thought about the three words of Resurrection, and all other distractions were abandoned.
It was entirely due to the rise of a moment, his spiritual power rushed toward the fast-swinging light, and he firmly grasped a special dark man, quickly looming into his gods, three faint handwritings. Printed into his mind: Resurrection.