Peerless Divine Emperor

Chapter 1506

Juechen Sword Master's voice fell, and the eyes of several Sword Masters present froze for a moment. Qiankun Sword Master frowned slightly, what does this mean?

"Juechen, do you think this is a good thing?" Qiankun Sword Master looked at Juechen Sword Master and said calmly.

"I didn't say that." Juechen Sword Master responded: "I just think that this matter may not be of no benefit to Chunqiu."

A deep meaning flashed in Chunyang Sword Master's eyes, and he vaguely understood Juechen Sword Master's thoughts. Spring and Autumn had been growing up under the protection of the sword pavilion, but it took decades to reach the imperial realm. The road to cultivation was smooth sailing. He suffered some losses this time, but it was a lesson to him.

"I understand what you mean, but I'm afraid that Chun Qiu won't let go in his heart." Chunyang Sword Master was a little worried. He was very familiar with the character of his youngest son. He was very persistent. If something happened that he couldn't get over, he would probably Always keep it in mind.

"It's better this way. It can inspire him to practice and become stronger." Juechen Sword Master smiled faintly: "Nowadays, they are called troubled times. The so-called troubled times are the era when heroes come together and the geniuses compete. Very few people can always If he continues to win, it would not be a bad thing for him to suffer some hardships at this time.”

Wutian Sword Master and Void Sword Master nodded slightly. Apparently they agreed with Juechen Sword Master's point of view. Defeating many things is actually not a shameful thing. Moreover, Chunqiu was not considered a defeat. He just allowed the opponent to escape by chance. That’s all.

As a generation of genius, you should have the mind to accommodate all rivers.

At this time, only Qiankun Sword Master frowned and remained silent, as if he did not quite agree with what Juechen Sword Master said.

Chunyang Sword Master glanced at him, and he knew very well in his heart that Qiankun Sword Master was the oldest among all the people in Jiange now, and he valued the face and honor of Jiange more than his own life. When something like this happened, Naturally, he was very angry and wanted to recover the face lost by Jiange. This was understandable.

"Although it is just a small matter, it is related to the face of Jiange, so we still have to do something." At this time, Chunyang Sword Master glanced at the saints and continued: "In my opinion, I will send someone to Qin Mo and others. Wherever people live, visit the Qin Demon in the name of Jiange."

After saying these words, the eyes of Qiankun Sword Master, Void Sword Master, Juechen Sword Master and others showed a gleam of light.

It was called a visit, but it was actually for the world to see. This seemed to tell everyone that Jiange did not care about what happened before, and instead went to visit the Qin Demon, demonstrating Jiange's extraordinary magnanimity.

In this way, it will appear that the disciples of the piano demon are behaving rudely.

"In your opinion, who would be more appropriate to send?" Chunyang Sword Master asked the saints.

"The person sent must have an extraordinary status and a high status in the sword pavilion." Juechen Sword Master said, a bright light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "I have a suitable candidate in mind."

"Who is it?" Void Sword Master was a little curious. Chunyang Sword Master and others also looked at Juechen Sword Master, wanting to know who the candidate in his mind was.

"To untie the bell, you must tie the bell." Juechen Sword Master spit out a voice.

Everyone's eyes were focused, and their eyes were slightly brighter. Is Spring and Autumn gone?

"With Chun Qiu's character, I'm afraid he won't be willing to go." Qiankun Sword Master shook his head. He believed that others were going to go, but he didn't believe that Chun Qiu was going.

"Leave it to me, I'll go tell him." A mysterious smile appeared on Juechen Sword Master's face, as if he was confident.

Chunyang Sword Master looked at Juechen Sword Master with a look of surprise in his eyes. Are you so confident?

"Take a step first." Juechen Sword Master said to everyone, and then his body turned into a bright sword light and shot out of the palace, disappearing in an instant.

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One is located in a remote and quiet manor.

Four figures sat around a round stone table. The table was filled with fine wine, delicacies, delicacies, and hearty laughter from time to time. It was like friends reunited after not seeing each other for many years.

"We haven't seen each other for many years. Let's get drunk today. No one is allowed to leave unless we are drunk!" One of the old men in a dark robe stood up and said loudly.

His hair hadn't been washed for an unknown amount of time and looked extremely slovenly and messy. However, he didn't seem to care at all. He just kept pouring wine into his mouth, his face turned red. Behind him, a jar of wine was casually thrown on the ground. All empty.

"Okay, old drunkard, you've drank dozens of jars, haven't you had enough?" A handsome and elegant scholar next to him looked at the old man with disdain, as if he was disgusted.

"Are you kidding me? I am a great wine master. If I don't drink, can I still be called a master of wine?" The old man rolled his eyes at the middle-aged scribe, then took another sip in his mouth. As if he was extremely happy, he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Happy, I have good wine as my companion in this life. Even though I died nine times, I still have no regrets!"

Seeing the old man's slightly crazy expression, the other three looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Hundreds of years have passed, and he is still the same as before. He is addicted to alcohol and has not changed at all.

He really embodies the title of Master of Brews to the fullest.

"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 arrived before anyone arrived.

Hearing the woman's voice, a middle-aged figure next to the stone table immediately raised his head, a gleam of light bloomed in his eyes, and said with a smile: "My good disciple is here!"

At this time, the other two people looked in the same direction at the same time. The drunk old man didn't know when he put down the wine jar in his hand. He seemed to be a little more sober and said to himself: "I actually accepted a female disciple. This luck is really good!"

I saw an elegant figure in a plain long skirt walking into the manor. Her movements were light and beautiful, with a sweet smile on her face, which was very contagious. She was like a fairy who was not in the world. Her every move was full of transcendent temperament.

When she noticed the wine jars behind the old man, the smile on her face froze and her mouth twitched. He was indeed a wine fairy. His reputation was well-deserved.

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

The people in front of her were all her elders, and they were all close friends of her master. They had a life-long friendship.

"Rong'er, come here." A middle-aged figure waved to the woman.

The woman walked lightly, like an elf, in front of the middle-aged man, and called out affectionately: "Teacher."

"I have mentioned these three seniors to you many times before, and I came to see you this time." The middle-aged man looked at Rong'er and smiled.

"Are you really here to see me?" Rong'er looked at the wine jars piled up on the ground again. I'm afraid she came here to find someone to drink with.

"Rong'er, do you know who I am?" At this time, the elegant middle-aged scholar smiled at Rong'er, with a bit of fun in his eyes, as if he was deliberately teasing her.

Rong'er turned her eyes to the middle-aged scholar, and a glimmer of light flashed in her beautiful eyes. This person looked gentle and elegant, giving people a feeling of being approachable. His expression also revealed a bit of humor and unrestrained temperament, which was somewhat similar to the teacher. She guessed his identity in an instant.

"The highest attainments in the art of playing the zither in the world belong to the zither demon and zither saint, and my teacher is the zither saint, so the senior is undoubtedly the zither demon." Rong'er smiled lightly, with a lively look in her eyes, as if nothing could escape her eyes.

Hearing Rong'er's answer, the four people's eyes were fixed, and then they all laughed heartily.

In just two or three simple sentences, she pointed out the other party's identity and praised the zither demon and zither saint. This girl is really not simple!

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

"Then maybe you can guess who I am?" A slender middle-aged figure looked at Rong'er and asked. Ximen Guyan's temperament was too obvious, so it was not difficult to guess, but it was not easy to guess his identity.

However, Rong'er just glanced at him, and her eyes suddenly lit up. She said, "When I was practicing with my teacher, I often heard a name from him, Qingyun Sword Saint, holding a Qingyun Moon-chopping Sword, he could suppress the heavens and no one could stop him. Rong'er has long admired the swordsmanship of the senior, and today I finally saw it!"

"This..." The middle-aged man was stunned, and then asked Ling Luori, "Have you shown her my appearance a long time ago?"

"You think too much." Ling Luori rolled his eyes at him. What's so good about his appearance?

"You are really good at seeing things, girl. You are more than a hundred times better than your teacher!" Qingyun Sword Saint praised without concealing his words, and deliberately glared at Ling Luori when he said it, but Ling Luori didn't care. He was happier to praise his disciples than to praise himself.

Rong'er looked at the remaining drunken old man again, with a sly look in her eyes: "I don't need to tell you the identity of the senior, right?"

"No need." The wine fairy waved his hand, very self-aware. Just by his appearance, you don't need to guess his identity.

"Rong'er greets the wine fairy here." Although she didn't need to guess his identity, she still bowed to the wine fairy very obediently to show respect.

"Rong'er, have you met any interesting people during your training outside these days?" Ling Luori looked at Rong'er and asked.

"Interesting people?" Rong'er was stunned for a moment, and then the scene in the teahouse emerged in her mind. She blinked her eyes, covered her mouth and chuckled, "I did meet someone."

"Oh?" Ling Luori thought Rong'er would say no, and immediately became interested, and asked: "Which force is the child from? Tell us."

"I think several seniors have heard of his name, and maybe they are very familiar with him." Rong'er deliberately kept it a secret and did not directly say who the person was.

"We are familiar with him?" Ximen Guyan raised his eyebrows, and his eyes became a little weird. It shouldn't be such a coincidence to think of a person for no reason?

However, what you think will come true. The next moment, Rong'er's eyes turned to Ximen Guyan, and a bright smile bloomed on that delicate and pure face.

When Ximen Guyan saw this smile, he immediately understood in his heart, it was really that boy!