After a good time, the water was boiled to warm the cup, and the tea was put into the pot. A faint fragrance lingered out, and a few wisps of smoke came out through the wooden window. The Qianqiu Sect Leader had already entered the courtyard.
"Junior brother, if your guess is correct, this tea is the mist of the lost forest, right?" Qianqiu Sect Master twitched his nose and sniffed, and said cheerfully with a bright expression on his face.
"I drank it once the year before last, but you never took it out again!" He said and sat down directly, staring at the copper pot in Liangchen's hand.
"Haha, senior brother guessed it right right away!" When the aroma of the spirit tea completely dissipated, he raised his hand and a white line fell steadily into the cup.
Smelling the aroma of tea that filled the room, Qianqiu Sect Leader drank two cups before speaking with unsatisfied contentment: "Junior brother, I came to see you this time because of the Sword Sect battle in two months."
"Senior brother, my level of Nascent Soul is too low now. I have lost face in the battle of the Sword Sect. Please don't let me go out and embarrass myself in this battle of the Sword Sect!" Liangchen smiled bitterly and moved his hands continuously, like cattail fans. .
"Junior brother, don't worry. The Sword Sect battle that happens every five years is just a competition between some disciples. You don't need to take action. But then again, I still know some details about your strength. So for the Sword Sect battle, you But there are only a few games where I have tried my best!" Qianqiu Sect Master looked at Liangchen and smiled slightly.
"Haha, senior brother is joking. Junior brother really tried his best. Because the magic power cannot be sustained for too long, and many methods are inconvenient to use, it embarrasses senior brother!" Liangchen was stunned and smiled softly, and no longer concealed it.
"Understood." Qianqiu Sect Leader looked understanding after hearing what he said.
"In this battle between the East and West Sword Sects, Senior Brother Xiling usually leads the team, but in the past few years he has been tracking the monster in the snowy mountains, so this time I want you to lead the team to participate in the competition." Qianqiu Sect Master said .
"Oh! The monster hasn't been found yet?" Liangchen asked.
"Well, senior brother has contacted several friends and has been following the traces of the monster. It is said that he has a clue." Qianqiu Sect Master shook his head and answered.
"Senior brother, I'm afraid I can't handle this important task of leading the team. Firstly, my level is low, and my reputation is hard to convince the public. Secondly, I have no experience in sword sect battles, so I'd better find someone else." Liangchen thought of some of the disciples who have occasionally come to him over the years. Talking, they understood that in their hearts, their little uncle had already embarrassed them. If they knew that they were leading the team, they would probably feel inferior by three points before even competing with the disciples of the Dongjian Sect, so they quickly declined.
"Don't worry, junior brother. I have also arranged for the North Peak Master to accompany you. All the specific matters of the competition will be arranged by him. You only need to be the leader." Qianqiu Sect Master expressed his thoughts.
"Since the master of Beifeng is here, why not let him be the team leader?" Liangchen was a little puzzled when he heard this.
"Alas~ I don't know, little junior brother. The master of the North Peak has always hated the people of the Dongjian Sect. I am afraid that something will happen if I let him lead the team, so it is most suitable for you to take the responsibility." Qianqiu Sect Master explained with a sigh. road.
"This..." Liangchen didn't know how to refuse after hearing this.
"There's no need to refuse. When the time comes, you can take on the role of team leader and let the master of Beifeng arrange other matters. If a big conflict arises, you only need to deal with it. Don't let the martial arts competition turn into a life-or-death battle!"
"You also understand that if the Sword Sect wants to prosper, it cannot rely on the East Sword Sect, nor can it rely on the West Sword Sect. It is still necessary to work together to regain its glory. Please do your senior brother a favor!" Qianqiu Sect Master looked at Liangchen and said earnestly. Thoughts in mind.
"Then... In that case, I would rather obey your orders than be respectful!" After Liangchen heard what he said, he suddenly felt that he could no longer refuse, so he had to nod his head. Peerless Tang Sect fo
"The sword sect competition held every five years is a rule set by the masters and uncles. On the surface, it is to compare martial arts. In fact, it is not to destroy the opponent's prestige and regard oneself as the orthodoxy. But what is the meaning of this approach? So what if we win? Will the monks in Jiuzhou look down upon him because of this?" Qianqiu Sect Master saw him nodding, and with a look of relief on his face, he picked up a cup of spiritual tea and drank it all, and said a little angrily.
"Then why didn't Senior Brother suggest to Senior Uncle that this competition should be cancelled?" Liangchen filled Senior Brother's cup with spiritual tea and asked tentatively.
"Haha, although I am the leader of the Jian Sect now, I am actually not as comfortable as Senior Brother Xiling and the others. How dare I propose to cancel the matter decided by the master!" Qianqiu Sect Leader gave a bitter smile and shook his head.
"But now that the master has not come out of seclusion for several years, he must have achieved a breakthrough. After he comes out of seclusion, he will probably look for a way to break the sky!" He seemed to remember something, and then said.
"Brother, there is no need to be so depressed. Although there is a long way to go, as long as you work hard, there will always be a bright future!" Liangchen comforted.
"I hope it's as you said!" Master Qianqiu nodded thoughtfully.
"I wonder where this competition place is?" Liangchen asked after thinking about it. Since he agreed, he had to understand the situation clearly.
"The competition place is divided into Longling on the border between the two sects. Because it does not belong to our power, there is no teleportation array on a section of the road. It takes about half a month to travel from Wanren Mountain." Qianqiu Sect Leader introduced.
"How many days does a martial arts competition usually take? Or is it a fixed number of games?" Liangchen asked again.
"..."
The two of them were sipping tea and chatting. When they saw off their senior brother, he also understood everything about the battle between the East and West Sword Sects.
Fortunately, you don't have to worry about everything. You only need to prevent the two sects from turning against each other, which is not too difficult for the couple.
Nothing else worked. In terms of showing weakness, he asked himself whether he was as good as others. After all, he had voluntarily admitted defeat too many times in recent years.
Thinking of this, he laughed to himself, then took out a jade slip and looked through it.
. . .
Far west, a black island.
Everyone on the island has been guarding this place for several years. The underground that has always been quiet has become restless for some reason in recent days, as if some giant beast is about to rush out from the underground!
"Boom——!" Just as everyone was guessing, another muffled sound came from under their feet. At first, the sound was like the sound of a drum, gradually became louder and finally turned into rolling thunder. However, in a moment, the ground shook and the rocks were scattered across the ground. fly.
"Bang-bang!" There was a loud noise, and two hundred-foot-long swords, one green and one red, pierced the sky from the ground!
