Peerless Divine Sovereign

Chapter 1506

The voice of the sword saint fell, and the eyes of the sword saints at the scene froze. Qiankun sword saint brows slightly wrinkle, this is What's the meaning?

"Juechen, do you think this is still a good thing?" Qiankun sword saint looked at the sword saint, slightly opened the mouth and said.

"I didn't say this." Juechen sword saint replied: "I just think that this matter may not be useless for Spring and Autumn."

In the eyes of Chunyang sword saint A deep meaning flashed, and I faintly understood the idea of ​​Juechen sword saint. Chunqiu has been growing under the auspices of the Sword Pavilion, but it took several decades to be promoted to the Emperor Realm. The path of cultivation was smooth sailing. I ate some of it this time. The loss is a lesson for him.

"I understand what you mean, but I am afraid that it is Chunqiu that he can't let it go." Chunyang sword saint has some worries. He is familiar with the temperament of his little son, and he is very persistent. If you can't get through anything, you will probably always take seriously.

"This is better, it can motivate him to cultivation and become stronger." Juechen sword saint faintly smiled: "Nowadays, it is called the troubled times. The so-called troubled times are the rise of the heroes, heaven's chosen struggle. In the age of 1989, few people can always win, and it’s not a bad thing for him to suffer some hardship at this time."

Wu Tian sword saint and Void Sword saint slightly nodded, obviously they also agree with Juechen sword saint In view of the fact that defeating many things is not a shameful thing, besides, Chunqiu can't be called defeat, it just let the other party escape by luck.

As a generation of heaven's chosen, you should have the mind to accommodate hundreds of rivers.

At this time, only Qiankun sword saint brows tightly frown, silent, does not seem to agree with what the sword saint said.

Chunyang sword saint glanced at him, and it was clear in his mind that Qiankun sword saint is the oldest among all Sword Pavilion owners today, and he sees the face and honor of Sword Pavilion more than his own life. Importantly, when such a thing happened, he was naturally very angry, and he wanted to recover the lost face of Sword Pavilion, which was understandable.

"Although it is just a small matter, it is related to the face of the Sword Pavilion. Some actions must be taken." At this moment, Chunyang sword saint glanced at the saints and continued: "I I mean, send someone to the place where Qin Demon and the others live, and visit Qin Demon in the name of Sword Pavilion."

The words fall, Qiankun sword saint, Void Sword saint and Juechen sword saint and the others His eyes showed rays of light.

It's called Visit, but it's actually made for the world to see. It seems to tell everyone that Sword Pavilion doesn't care about what happened before, and instead visits Qin Mo, demonstrating the extraordinary aura of Sword Pavilion.

In this way, the dísciple of Qin Devil will appear rude.

"In your opinion, who is more appropriate to send?" Chunyang sword saint asked all the saints.

"The person who is sent needs to have an extraordinary status, and his status in the Sword Pavilion is not low." Juechen sword saint said, his eyes flashed suddenly, and he smiled and said: "I have a suitable candidate in my heart. "Who is it?" Void Sword Saint was a little curious, Chunyang sword saint and the others also looked at Juechen sword saint, wanting to know who the candidate in his heart was.

"whoever hung the bell on the tiger's neck must untie it." Juechen sword saint let out a voice.

Everyone's eyes condensed, and their eyes light up a little bit. Are you going to Spring and Autumn?

"With Chunqiu's character, I'm afraid I would not go." Qiankun sword saint shook the head, he believed everyone else when he went, but he didn't believe when Chunqiu went.

"This matter is on my body, I'll go talk to him." Juechen sword saint showed a mysterious smile on his face, as if he was confident.

Chunyang sword saint looked towards Juechen sword saint There was a surprised look in his gaze, are you so confident?

"Go ahead." Juechen sword saint said to everyone, and then his body turned into a bright sword glow, shot out of the palace, and disappeared in an instant.

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A place is located in a remote, quiet environment in the manor.

The four silhouettes sit around a round stone table. The table is full of wines, delicacies, mountains and seas, and there is hearty laughter from time to time in the space, like a long-lost reunion of friends that have not been seen for many years .

"I haven't seen him for many years. I will stop when I am drunk today. No one is allowed to leave if I am not drunk!" One of the old man in a black robe stood up loudly and said.

His hair hasn’t been washed for a long time, and it looks very sloppy and messy. However, he doesn’t seem to care at all. He just keeps pouring wine into his mouth, his face flushed, and behind him, there is a jar of wine. Randomly thrown on the ground, all empty.

"Okay Old Drunkard, you have drunk dozens of altars, haven't you drunk enough?" A handsome and elegant scribe next to him looked at the old man contemptuously, as if disgusted.

"Are you kidding me, I dignified a generation of wine fairy, do you still call it a wine fairy if you don't drink?" The old man gave a white middle aged scholar a look, and then took a sip fiercely in his mouth again, as if he was extremely happy , Yang Tian laughed heartily: "Happy, this life is accompanied by fine wine, even though I have died nine times, I still have no regrets!"

Seeing the old man's slightly crazy look, the other three looked at each other and saw that Helplessness in each other's eyes.

Hundreds of years have passed, and it is still the same as before. Love wine as one's life has not changed at all.

He really embodies the title of Brewmaster vividly and thoroughly.

"teacher, I'm back."

At this time, a gentle and sweet voice came from outside the manor. It was obviously the voice of a woman. The voice was just before anyone arrived. Arrived first.

Hearing the voice of a woman, a middle-aged silhouette at the stone table lifts the head suddenly, a gleam in his eyes, smiled and opened the mouth and said: "My good discipline is here! "

At this time, the other two looked in one direction at the same time, and the drunk old man didn't know when to put down the wine jar in his hand, his mind seemed to be a little sober, and he said to himself: "I received a female disciple. The luck is so good that I can't say anything!" I saw an elegant silhouette wearing a plain dress walking into the manor, his movements are light and beautiful, with a beautiful face. With a sweet smile, it is very contagious, like a Fairy who is not interested in mundane affairs, with a super dusty temperament in every move.

When she noticed the wine jars behind the old man, the smile on her face instantly solidified, and the corners of her mouth could not be twitched. She deserves to be a wine fairy, and her name is not in vain.

Of course, she only dared to think about this in her heart, and never dared to say it in person.

These people in front of me are all her elders, and they are all close friends of the Master, who have life-long friendships.

"Rong'er, come here." A middle-aged silhouette moved towards the woman beckoned.

The woman moved lightly, wandering like an elf before the middle-aged, and yelled affectionately: "teacher."

"These three seniors, I have been with me before. You have mentioned it many times, and I came to see you specially this time." The middle-aged looked at Rong'er said with a smile.

"Really came to see me?" Rong'er glanced at the wine jars piled up underground again, I'm afraid that she came here to have a drink with someone specially.

"Rong'er, do you know who I am?" At this time, the elegant middle aged scholar smiled at Rong'er and said with a slightly interesting expression in his eyes, as if he was deliberately teasing she.

Rong'er turned her gaze to middle aged scholar, and there was a touch of brilliance in her beautiful eyes. This person looked gentle and elegant, giving people a kind of approachable feeling, and her expression revealed a bit of wit and unrestrained temperament. Similar to teacher has several points of, she guessed his identity instantly.

"Zither Dao was the best player in the world, Zither Saint was the highest, and my teacher is Zither Saint, then the senior is undoubtedly the piano demon." Rong Er smiled lightly, her eyes pierced a little. The agile look, as if nothing can escape her eyes.

Hearing Rong'er's answer, the eyes of all four of them condensed, and then they all laughed.

A few simple sentences not only clarify the identity of the other party, but also praise the Qin Mo and Zither Saint. This girl is really not simple!

The middle aged scholar is Ximen Guyan, and Rong'er's teacher is naturally Ling Luori.

"Then you might guess who I am?" A slender middle-aged silhouette looked towards Rong'er and asked, Ximen Guyan's temperament is too obvious, it is not difficult to guess , But trying to guess his identity is not simple.

However, Rong'er just glanced at him, eyes immediately showed a bright light, and said: "When I was cultivation by the teacher, I often heard a name from him, Qingyun Daosheng, holding a Qingyun The moonslash knife can crush the sky, no one can stop it. Rong'er has long admired senior's Blade Technique in her heart, and finally saw it today!"

"This..." The middle-aged man was stunned. Then he asked Ling Luori: "Did you show my appearance to her a long time ago?"

"You think too much." Ling Luori gave him a blank look, just about his appearance. What catches your eyes?

"You this girl is so insightful, it is more than a hundred times stronger than your teacher!" Qingyun Daosheng unabashedly complimented and gave Ling Luori a deliberate look when he said it, but Ling Luori Do not care, praise his dísciple makes him more happy than praise him.

Rong'er looked at the remaining drunk old man again, a sly color flashed in her eyes: "I don't need to talk about the identity of the senior?"

"No need Now." Jiu Xian waved his hand, very self-aware, just like him, you don't need to guess his identity.

"Rong'er has seen Jiuxian senior here." Although she didn't need to guess her identity, she still moved towards Jiuxian owed her body to show respect.

"Rong'er, have you met any interesting people in the past few days?" Ling Luori looked towards Rong'er and asked.

"Interesting person?" Rong Er was stunned, and then the scene of the teahouse appeared in her mind. She blinked and covered her mouth lightly said with a smile: "I actually met someone "

"oh?" Ling Luori thought that Rong'er would say no, so he came with a little interest, and asked: "Which force's child is it, please tell me."

"His name, I think several seniors have already heard of him, and maybe they are still familiar with him." Rong'er deliberately sold it, without directly saying who that person was.

"We are familiar?" Ximen Guyan raised his brows and his eyes became a little weird. For no reason, he thought of someone, It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?

However, whatever you want to do, Rong'er's gaze turned to Ximen Guyan, and a bright smile bloomed on that delicate and pure face.

Seeing this smile, Ximen Guyan suddenly understood that he was really that kid!