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

The moonlit night was dark, the entire night sky was shrouded in oppressive darkness, and the blackness covered the entire earth.

"Master, Senior Sister"

A low murmur echoed in the yard.

There was a sound of footsteps hitting the snow, and the woman turned around hastily, her face alert.

"it's me"

The voice was clear and had a mature tone, but in the dark courtyard, apart from the flame in front of the woman, there was no other light.

"How did you come?"

A slapping sounded in the night sky. The woman on the ground covered her face with her hands and lowered her eyes, but the unwillingness in her eyes flashed across her face.

"You are so bold. I wonder if you have been left here for the past few years and your heart has become wild. You treat your master like this. Don't you know your own limitations?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man standing in front of him walked around in the snow with the hem of his black cloak, and stood in front of the pot of burning charcoal, looking at the jumping flames and the unburned paper scraps in it, and snorted with disdain.

"You seem to be grateful to your new master, but I wonder if they have ever treated you as one of their own."

The woman tilted her head slightly. In the pitch-black night, she could only see a shadow of a person. In the dim light of the fire, she slowly approached the person kneeling on the ground.

In the light of the fire, the figure slowly lowered, and vaguely a long, thick object slid to the ground.

"Master, it's not...it's not like that, I just..."

"Just what, are you just used to being treated as a normal person or have you forgotten your mission?"

The figure slowly squatted in front of her, one hand on his knee, and the other hand stretched out to pinch her ear.

"Ah~ No... Master... Slave, I have heard it and was about to report... But..."

"So you're blaming me, Puppet."

The man kneeling on the ground shook his head immediately after hearing this. His eyes were wet and his face was full of pity. He looked at the figure.

"What do you mean, why don't you report it?"

The figure's slender fingers pinched her chin

"Um~ Master, it's my fault. I shouldn't have waited so long to report. I deserve to die. Although my death is not a pity, it is my fault for delaying the Master's business."

As he spoke, his eyes drooped, looking very pitiful.

"Then I misunderstood. You are so loyal, so tell me what you found out."

The figure slightly opened his red lips and exhaled gently, which floated in the air like smoke.

Yin Qili, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at her and swallowed. Before she could turn her gaze to him, she hurriedly said

"Master, there is a thousand-year-old lily in this garden. It is said that it can improve your skills, at least to a level above that of a sect master."

As soon as these words came out, the figure moved noticeably, as if being attracted

"The master is in the middle stage of fusion. If it is as you said, then I am......"

"Congratulations, Master, for taking the top spot"

"Where is that thing?"

Yin Qili tensed up, slowly raised her head and looked at her timidly, then lowered her head and said nothing.

“So you didn’t know?”

The figure suppressed his voice and asked in the direction where she was kneeling

Yin Qili didn't say anything but just nodded.

The figure was about to raise his hand to hit her hard when he saw the timid man grab her arm and look up at her seriously.

"Master, although I didn't find it, I have some absolutely good news to offer."

"what?"

The figure paused and looked at her.

"I discovered this news accidentally. Although it is not as good as before, I believe that the master will definitely make his own decision after hearing it..."

As he spoke, he lowered his voice quietly, and the rustling sound emerged in the night sky...

A few days later, early in the morning, before the birds started singing, a sharp cry was heard.

"What should we do? They both fell in. No... Wen Baixu was dragged in. So... how can we save him? If we wait any longer, I'm afraid there won't be anything left of your little disciple."

An anxious figure was swaying back and forth in front of Gu Yanming who had already woken up.

"Oh, my Master, please stop walking around. It's making my eyes dizzy."

"Are you in a hurry? You can tell at a glance that..."

Gu Yanming slowly raised his head after hearing this, and looked at him resolutely, "I'm not in a hurry? But now my magic power is temporarily locked, the token has been taken away, and you can't open it. Now we..."

Just as he was talking, there was a knock on the door.

Bei Yuan, who was sitting at the table, glanced at the two of them, and under their gaze, he slowly walked to the door and asked, "Who is it?"

"Brother, it's me. My uncle sent someone to invite Master and Uncle to the Law Enforcement Palace for a chat."

"Got it, I'll pass it on now."

After saying that, he left the closed door.

"You heard it, I won't repeat it anymore."

Bei Yuan reached out and knocked on the edge of the table, then sat down with one hand on the table.

"That old guy definitely has nothing good to say. He's still talking to me at such a critical moment. Should I trust him? I might as well trust a sow."

Bei Ming looked at Gu Yanming fiercely, as if he was going to tear down the temple and the man in the next second.

Gu Yanming didn't say anything, just looked at him silently, then stood up and nodded at him.

"what?"

"Change!"

After a moment, three people, one in black, one in red and one in white, at the door of the house instantly transformed and used their magical powers to fly towards the temple.

There was no conversation along the way. After a while, the few people landed. Bei Yuan looked at the man in red, stretched out his hand to gather his cloak, then walked up to the man standing at the door and said something, then waved to him.

Seeing this, the two of them also walked into the Law Enforcement Palace. In the middle of the dark hall, a huge incense burner stood in the middle like a phoenix spreading its wings, and the rising smoke soared straight up. On both sides, there were neatly arranged stone pillars with fine carvings. Lifelike Xiezhi totems were winding on the stone pillars, which seemed very oppressive.

At the end of the hall was a high platform, on which was placed a black marble chair that symbolized majesty. Around the chairs were animal-shaped candlesticks made of pure gold, with flames extinguished inside the candlesticks. On the high platform was a solemn middle-aged man wearing a dark purple robe, with his hair tied up with a jade crown, looking at them with a serious look.

"Greetings to Uncle Master, Grand Uncle Master"

The three of them bowed to the person on the stage, then stood up and looked at him.

"I asked you to come here today because I found a way to save the Sect Leader, so I asked you to come and take a look."

As soon as the person on the stage finished speaking, Bei Ming rushed forward, his delighted eyes were self-evident.

"How should the uncle be treated?"

Gu Yanming stared at the person on the stage, as if he wanted him to give an answer in person.

The middle-aged man on the stage looked at the people below with a sharp sword in his eyes.

"Follow me in and you will find out."