Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

"you......."

The woman uttered only this one syllable, and it seemed to carry an unnoticeable meaning of disbelief.

"Why, you can't tell me, or you don't even believe in yourself..."

He shrugged and looked at the man with round eyes in front of him.

"But it's not your fault, Aunt Master. It's possible that he was holding back. It's not your fault that you have a bad memory. By the way, Aunt Master, do you know the origin of that monster?"

As she spoke, the originally quiet surroundings seemed to be bombed, with a lot of chatter, and the woman reached out to hold up her dress, coughed lightly and said

"That monster has no mouth or face, and its body is snow-white. It looks like the ancient beast Hun Dun, but Hun Dun was extinct in ancient times, and the others are also... How could it appear here..."

The sound gradually became quieter, but the hidden sound in it did not escape Wen Baixu's ears.

"So what you mean is that this is a demon beast that looks quite similar to the ancient ferocious beast, but it is not and cannot be, right?"

After Wen Baixu finished speaking, the woman nodded quickly, showing a puzzled look.

"According to your understanding, this kind of beast should have been exterminated by our master and several people at that time decades ago. It should not be possible. And weren't you also present at that time? And you also said that you stabbed it with a sword, so it should be just an ordinary..."

"If it is an ordinary beast, then it is easy to deal with. We just need to understand why it wants to hurt people. After all, from an outsider's perspective, it seems that it only knocked down Master Aunt... and one person."

"What do you mean?"

The woman shouted without thinking.

The young man did not feel uncomfortable at all, but walked forward slowly, stretched out his hand and said: "Don't be anxious, Aunt Master, I just said the facts I saw, and I didn't seem to say anything else, why are you so nervous?"

He walked around her, came to her side, and tilted his head to look at her.

"How can I know why it pounced on me?"

Her voice was stuttering. If anyone else thought she was frightened, but in Wen Baixu's eyes, there must be something wrong.

Just as he was about to say something else, he felt someone grab his arm. He turned around and saw that it was Bei Ming. He shook his head at the boy and walked up to him.

"Senior Sister Qili, I will get to the bottom of this matter, but now is not the time to talk about it. You need to go back and heal your wounds. You have scars on your arms and shoulders, so you should go as soon as possible..."

"You don't need to explain this matter, I know it myself...but..."

Before the woman finished her words, Bei Ming, who was standing in the same place, took a step forward, looked at her, and said bluntly: "Senior sister, although when Master was alive, he also said that in Qingyun Immortal Sect, you can ignore any rules..."

Bei Ming paused after he finished speaking, glanced at the woman who slightly raised her chin after hearing what he said, and continued: "But a hundred years ago, within the Xianzong, the head who holds the Xianyun Order is the most important person. This was set by the master of the master of the master of the master, the founding bishop of the Xianzong. For so many years, the disciples have obeyed his words. So after weighing the pros and cons, even if the master is here, we must obey, right?"

I looked at his surprised face and opened my mouth, and said

"You have forgotten the master's teachings and you are ashamed of your master."

"You have forgotten the master's teachings and you are ashamed of your master."

After they finished speaking, they closed their mouths at the same time. Bei Ming saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, so he just opened his mouth slightly and sighed softly.

"Mi, you are wrongly accusing me. My feelings for my master are incomparable, but... my master is just my master, and I am loyal to the Qingyun Immortal Sect. When we go out, others will only say that we are the immortal master from the Qingyun Immortal Sect, and not the apprentice of XX. So you know what? The master can only be respected in my heart, and what I can only say is loyalty to the immortal sect."

As he spoke, he looked at the woman and walked in the opposite direction. But halfway through, he turned sideways. In the dim sunlight, his slender figure was slightly threatening and angry.

"I forgot to tell you that the head of Xianyun Order is no longer the master you mentioned, but your junior fellow apprentice, my senior brother. They are disciples of Qingyun Xianzong, not your Qingyunding people, let alone Master's people..."

He walked through the crowd to the other side.

The young man looked at the person walking away and was about to catch up when he suddenly remembered something and turned around and bowed his hand.

"Grandma, I know how you feel. After my grandmother passed away, I often missed her, but... we must always look forward and cannot be trapped in memories and stagnate. Besides, this is not what Grandma expected. I heard that Grandma is the most compassionate person. We are all disciples of the Immortal Sect. If we go there rashly without knowing the situation, and more than half of the people are killed or injured, I am afraid you will not be able to bear it. If one day your soul really returns to heaven, if Grandma knows that you ignored the advice and insisted on your own way, I am afraid you will not be able to face Grandma again. So... Grandma, can you please go back and heal your wounds?"

"Please ask Senior Sister/Master Aunt to heal my wounds"

As everyone spoke in unison, the young man was about to leave with a sense of shrinking presence, when suddenly a woman's voice came to his ears

"He is so eloquent, he must be one of my junior brothers and sisters."

Wen Baixu paused for a moment, turned around, and bowed, "Disciple Wen Baixu, I am a disciple of Feng Jiuming, the head of the Qingyun Immortal Sect and the head of the Xianyun Order."

After saying that, he slowly stood up and looked straight at him.

"Feng... Impossible. I know this junior fellow disciple best. He would never..."

"Sister...I haven't seen you for many years, but your conservative, arrogant and self-centered ideas have not changed. And why can't I do it, or do you know everything you want to say about me..."

A familiar voice sounded, and Wen Baixu was really startled, especially the sound of his last sentence, which was like falling into the crack of Kunlun Glacier. There is a saying that goes "chilled to the heart...heart soaring"

"Junior brother, don't you always dislike being like him..."

The words stopped abruptly. The hand that was originally pointing at the boy was suddenly grabbed by the person in front of him and he used all his strength to

"Ah~"

Screams rang out among the crowd, and those who should have been arrogant were instead showing pain on their faces.

“Let go…I told you to let go…Feng Jiuming, quickly tell your disciple to let go, otherwise don’t blame me…”

With a whoosh, a quick shadow passed through her cheek and flew to the back. Where the shadow was nailed, a piece of ice gradually spread out.

Everyone looked over there at once, and someone inadvertently shouted: "This...Frost Jade Soul-Breaking Nail...isn't this..."

While talking, he looked at Jiang Yue who was standing among the crowd...