1507: C1507 Visits from the sword pavilion

C1507 Visits from the sword pavilion

When Ling Luori, Alcohol Immortal and the others saw that Rong'er was staring at him, they were confused.

What did this girl mean?

"Where is he now?" Ximen Guyan looked at Rong'er and asked.

"I don't know about that, but on the way back, I heard many people discussing something. There seems to be a huge battle going on over at the Sword Pavilion. Her teahouse and the sword pavilion were in two different directions, so the transmission of information was not as timely as before.

"Has there been a conflict with the Sword Pavilion?" Ximen Guyan's face twitched, this brat, really knew how to cause trouble.

Then, Ximen Guyan stood up and said to Ling Luori, Alcohol Immortal and the others: "I'll take my leave first. See you tomorrow."

"Do you need us?" Qing Cloud Knife Saint also stood up, his body faintly emitting a sharp blade intent, as if he could break through space.

"No need, I won't trouble you with such a small matter." Ximen Guyan said casually, and then disappeared on the spot.

As she watched Ximen Guyan disappear in front of her eyes, Rong'er's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light.

As expected, the world of big figures was not something she could understand.

The news of Qin Xuan, Shang Yang and the rest creating a ruckus in the Sword Pavilion had already spread throughout the city, and all the great power s that came to the city were aware of this matter. Now, they could be said to be the 'celebrities' of the city, and no one was unaware of this.

On a street in Universal City, a group of young men were walking slowly, looking around. It was none other than Qin Xuan and his group. After Qin Xuan and his group left the Sword Tower, they quickly reunited with Duan Ruoxi and his group.

"Where did you run off to?" Ximen Bingyue said somewhat speechlessly. They had been looking for traces of Ximen Guyan the entire time, but they could not find him.

"We can only send the Master to find us, but we won't be able to find him." Qin Xuan spread open his hands as he spoke with a helpless expression on his face. It was still much simpler for a saint to look for them.

"Let's keep walking forward. Maybe it's just up ahead." Jiang Qingmeng suggested.

"Let's go." Qin Xuan lifted his feet and walked forward.

"Stinking brat!" Just at this moment, a berating voice appeared in Qin Xuan's mind.

Hearing the familiar voice, Qin Xuan's face immediately bloomed into a brilliant smile. He's finally here!

Then, right in front of Qin Xuan and the rest, a figure appeared out of thin air, his face had a look of displeasure, other than Ximen Guyan, who else could it be?

Seeing Ximen Guyan appear, Ximen Bingyue, Xuanyuan Potian, Shang Yang and the others were stunned for a moment. Then, a hint of happiness appeared in their eyes as they felt a sense of belonging.

"Master, you finally appeared. It was really hard to find you." Qin Xuan sighed, as if he had truly suffered an enormous grievance.

"Is that so?" Ximen Guyan revealed a look of amusement, and said: "Are you happy looking for me in the Sword Pavilion?"

After saying that, Qin Xuan's expression immediately froze, and was spread to his ears so quickly?

"Master, listen to me, this is what happened …" Just as Qin Xuan wanted to explain, before he could continue, Ximen Guyan waved his hand and interrupted him: "No need to continue, follow me."

With that, Ximen Guyan waved his sleeves, and a powerful aura of the sage realm enveloped Qin Xuan and the rest. The group of people transformed into a beam of bright light, flying towards the countless palaces above the sky.

In the Star City central region, every palace was under the gaze of the crowd. Suddenly, an incomparably strong ray of light shot into one of the palaces, instantly attracting the attention of many people, and they all focused on the palace.

"Which saint was it that just entered?" someone in the crowd asked.

"I don't know. It seems like a lot of people have entered." Someone replied, "Maybe he's a saint from great power."

However, as the sound of that person's voice faded, a resounding zither melody drifted out. This zither music originated from the palace which had been penetrated by the light earlier.

The sound of the zither continued to rise, creating a magnificent scene. The battle between the two armies created a river of blood, causing those who heard to be unable to stop themselves from entering the Concept. Many people's hearts were trembling incessantly, and even though they knew that this was all an illusion, they still couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

"Such a terrifying sound of zither, if it wasn't someone from the Zhong, then it would only be the Zither Demons and the zither saint!" One of them asked with a slightly trembling voice.

With this person's reminder, the eyes of many people around flashed with a sharp glint. Zither Demons's disciple Qin Xuan had just fought with Young Lord of Sword Pavilion not long ago in a huge battle, and now the terrifying sound of a zither was coming out from the palace.

I'm afraid not.

"The person who just entered, is most likely the Zither Demons. He is using the zither to identify himself, and is indirectly telling the Sword Pavilion where he is." Another person said in a serious tone.

"Makes sense." Many people nodded in agreement. If this wasn't the case, then why would the sound of the zither be heard within the palace? This was simply too strange.

The concept of this zither music was deep and profound, it could be seen from this that the person who played it had a terrifying skill in the zither. An ordinary person wouldn't be able to reach this level just by playing a song, and anyone who could enter these palaces would at least be a saint.

With all these conditions in mind, the Zither Demons was the most likely target.

The sound of the zither seemed to contain the profound mysteries of the Great Dao as it reverberated through the void and traveled to a faraway place. Even the residents of the corners of the city could hear the sound of the zither, deeply immersed within.

Even some of the saints in the palace hall began to walk out when they heard the zither music. Their gazes turned towards the palace where the zither music originated from, and an unfathomable look flashed in their eyes.

With their strength, they could naturally feel how strong the player was. He was a very strong saint.

I've long heard that the Zither Demon and the Zither Sage have peerless talent and are considered the top disciples of the Sky Profound Realm. Today, I've heard the zither music. Their attainments in the way of the zither are truly admirable!" "A saint sighed. He also knew how to play, but he admitted that he was far from being on the same level as the person playing the zither.

After a while, a row of figures descended majestically from the skies in front of the palace, where the sound of a zither could be heard. This immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

The leader was a yellow-clothed youth. Behind him stood over ten figures, each of them carrying a ancient sword on their back, exuding a powerful aura and a solemn aura.

The yellow-clothed youth was actually Jian Chunqiu, and the people behind him were also people sent by the Sword Pavilion.

"Jian Chunqiu is here."

Within the crowd, no one knew who spoke, but a sudden burst of noise could be heard, and many people's expressions changed, as they stared in disbelief at the proud and extraordinary figure in front of them. This person was Jian Chunqiu?

"Young Lord of Sword Pavilion Jian Chunqiu, I am here to pay my respects to Senior Zither Demons." Jian Chunqiu cupped his fists and said to the palace in front of him.

Hearing Jian Chunqiu's words, the crowd could not help but tremble in fear, Jian Chunqiu had actually come to visit the Zither Demons, what was he trying to do?

Not long ago, he had a huge battle with the disciples of Zither Demons. How long had it been since he came here to pay a visit to the Zither Demons?

"What exactly is the Sword Pavilion's intention for this action?" Many people were thinking this. Could it be that they were here to denounce him?

But if they were here to interrogate him, then the person who came would not be Jian Chunqiu, but the few Saints in the Sword Pavilion.

"Come in." A voice came from the palace.

"Let's go." Jian Chunqiu said, then led the people from the Sword Pavilion into the palace.

Entering the palace, Jian Chunqiu very quickly saw Qin Xuan, Xuanyuan Potian, Shang Yang and the rest. His eyes could not help but reveal a sharp glint, but after thinking about the purpose of this trip, he forced himself to endure.

Shang Yang and Xuanyuan Potian also saw Jian Chunqiu, and the two of them had unfriendly gazes. They could still remember the strong side of Jian Chunqiu at the Sword Pavilion, but they did not expect to meet him again so quickly.

In comparison, Qin Xuan's face was much calmer, his eyes looking at Jian Chunqiu who was walking towards him, did not have any ripples, as though he did not know him.

Ximen Guyan turned around, and his gaze directly fell on Jian Chunqiu's body as he asked indifferently, "Why have you come this time?"

When Jian Chunqiu called out from outside the palace to visit him, he pretended that nothing had happened and waited to see what the Sword Tower's intentions were.

"Nothing much, my father knew that you were visiting Universal City, so he sent me to pay you a visit." Jian Chunqiu said. Even though he was here to pay a visit, his tone wasn't overly emotional.

"Is that so?" Ximen Guyan looked at Jian Chunqiu meaningfully for a moment, and pretended that he didn't know anything?

"I've heard that my disciple caused trouble in the Sword Pavilion and even had a conflict with you. Is that true?" Ximen Guyan asked.2

"Yes." Jian Chunqiu nodded and calmly replied.

"Then how do you feel when you come to see me?" Ximen Guyan stared at Jian Chunqiu, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, see through Jian Chunqiu's thoughts.

Jian Chunqiu's heart trembled upon hearing this, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, what did he feel in his heart?

Of course he was unhappy, but for the sake of the Sword Pavilion's prestige and prestige, he could only endure it.

Patience was for the sake of greater explosiveness.

"These are two completely different matters. As for the matter between us, I will find him in the future and settle it myself. The reason why I've come this time around is to visit senior, and it has nothing to do with anyone else." Jian Chunqiu said indifferently.

Ximen Guyan looked deeply at Jian Chunqiu, and after a moment, he said: "Alright, I've received your kind intentions. Go back."

"Junior will take his leave." Jian Chunqiu cupped his hands and immediately turned to leave without the slightest intention to stay.

Very quickly, Jian Chunqiu and the people from the Sword Pavilion left the palace, their expressions extremely calm and collected, as though nothing had happened.

Could it be that Jian Chunqiu was really only here to pay a visit?

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