Although the real person with long eyebrows fell into disgrace, he was not angry at all. He had a bright smile on his face, like a blooming chrysanthemum.
He knew that he made the right bet.
Not only did Ziyang Tianzun not feel disgusted with his actions, but he also brought the two of them closer.
Ye Qiu said: "Old man, Master wants to drink, please bring out the spiritual wine."
"Good luck!" Master Changmei quickly took out the spiritual wine from the space ring and said to Ziyang Tianzun: "Senior, to be honest, I am just a common man."
"I have three loves in my life: wine, food, beautiful women, and wine at the top of the list!"
"Junior, would you like to have a drink with you?"
"Okay." Ziyang Tianzun also likes to drink. Hearing this, he agreed on the spot.
Ye Qiu took out some snacks, potato chips, broad beans, beef jerky, and peanuts from the Qiankun bag...
The three of them sat on the ground, drinking and chatting.
After three rounds of drinking.
Master Changmei said: "Senior, I have something to say, I wonder if this junior should say it or not?"
Ziyang Tianzun smiled and said: "We are all our own people, but it doesn't matter."
Master Changmei said: "I think you are not ruthless enough and should not let Chen Beidou go."
"As the saying goes, if the grass is cut without removing the root, it will grow again when the spring breeze blows."
"Chen Beidou is not only a highly skilled person, but also has a vicious mind. The little bastard killed his grandson, and you destroyed his eight hundred years of cultivation. He must be resentful."
"He will never let this matter go."
Ziyang Tianzun asked with a smile: "In your opinion, what will Chen Beidou do next?"
Master Changmei blurted out: "What else can he do? Of course he is waiting for time and waiting for revenge."
Ziyang Tianzun nodded: "I think so too."
Um?
Master Changmei was stunned for a moment: "Since you know, then let him go? Isn't this letting the tiger go back to the mountain?"
well!
Ziyang Tianzun let out a long sigh and said: "After all, Chen Beidou is the great elder of our Qingyun Sword Sect, and he has made many contributions to the Qingyun Sword Sect. I am a kind-hearted person, so I can't bear it!"
Damn it, how can you destroy someone’s 800 years of cultivation despite being kind?
Master Changmei said: "Senior, if you show mercy to him, he will not be soft-hearted to us. I am sure that this guy will still look for opportunities to kill the little bastard."
Ziyang Tianzun smiled and said: "As long as I protect you, Chen Beidou can't touch you for the time being."
Master Changmei was still worried and said, "Senior, why don't you catch up now and kill Chen Beidou?"
Ziyang Tianzun waved his hand and said: "Forget it, since we have decided to spare his life, let him go."
"But..." Master Changmei still wanted to persuade, but was interrupted by Ye Qiu.
"Old man, we finally escaped, so let's have a drink!" Ye Qiu gave Master Changmei a look, signaling Master Changmei not to continue talking about this matter.
He now feels more and more that when his master let go of the ancestor of the Chen family, it was not because he thought about the contribution that the ancestor of the Chen family had made to the Qingyun Sword Sect, but because he did it on purpose.
If Ziyang Tianzun is really a kind-hearted person, how could he become the Supreme Elder of Qingyun Sword Sect?
People who can live to their age are all old people.
Although Ye Qiu has not yet figured out what Ziyang Tianzun wants to do, he knows that the master must be planning it.
And is……
A big game!
Master Changmei had no choice but to hold back his curiosity and continue drinking with Ziyang Tianzun.
Drink and drink.
Master Changmei and Ziyang Tianzun played games such as punching, rock, paper, scissors, and two little bees.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have dared to believe that the Supreme Elder of Qingyun Sword Sect actually played such a low-level and mentally retarded game?
Half an hour passed.
Seeing that the atmosphere was about to change, Master Changmei said with a smile: "Senior, little bastard and I are brothers. We have experienced life and death disasters several times and have shared weal and woe. How about I follow him and call you master?"
Ziyang Tianzun shook his head: "No."
"Why?"
"You're so ugly."
Master Changmei almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, but he refused to give up and said: "Senior, how about I call you brother?"
Ziyang Tianzun glanced sideways at Changmeizhenren and said, "Do you think you are worthy?"
Worri.
If you don't insult people, you will die!
Master Changmei asked: "Senior, tell me, what should I call you?"
"How about calling me ancestor?" Ziyang Tianzun said with a smile.
thump!
Master Longmei suddenly knelt down and shouted: "Greetings to our ancestors, I wish our ancestors will soon become emperors, sweep across the territory, and be the best in the ages."
The expression is serious and respectful.
After saying that, he kowtowed three times to Ziyang Tianzun.
Ziyang Tianzun was stunned on the spot.
Master Changmei couldn't stop him this time, mainly because... I had never seen such a shameless person (except for the fox-faced nonsense).
After a while.
Ziyang Tianzun said: "I just said it casually, don't take it seriously, we are all friends, you should call me senior."
He knows Master Changmei very well. As long as this old guy starts to build relationships, he is just trying to get benefits.
as expected.
Master Changmei said with a smile: "Senior, my cultivation is low. In order to protect the little brat, I was almost beaten to death several times. How about you give me some self-defense treasures?"
"I'm quite a contented person. I'm embarrassed to ask for something too valuable. You just need to give me two imperial weapons."
Damn it, if you ask for an imperial weapon or two, is this called contentment?
Not to mention the Qingyun Sword Sect, there are only a few imperial weapons in the entire Eastern Wasteland.
"Oh, fellow Daoist Changmei..."
As soon as Ziyang Tianzun opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Master Changmei.
"Senior, I am your junior, you can just call me Xiaomei or Changmei." Changmei said with a flattering look on his face, very humble.
"Little eyebrow sounds weird, let's call you long eyebrow!" Ziyang Tianzun said: "It's really a coincidence that I went out in a hurry this time and didn't bring the imperial weapon with me."
Changmei Zhenren did not expect Ziyang Tianzun to give him an imperial weapon, so he said: "Senior, a holy weapon is also fine."
Ziyang Tianzun shook his head: "I didn't bring the holy weapon either."
"What about the holy elixir?"
"nor."
Damn it, this old guy isn't a tough guy who doesn't pull any hair, right?
If that's true, wouldn't those three kowtows be in vain?
Master Changmei felt a little depressed.
At this moment, Ziyang Tianzun changed his voice and said: "I came out in a hurry this time and didn't bring any treasures with me. Although I don't have any sacred or imperial weapons, I have a divine weapon. Do you want it?"
After saying that, Ziyang Tianzun handed the God-Slaying Sword to Master Changmei.
The pair of small eyes of the Changmei Master instantly glowed brightly. He looked at the God-Slaying Sword and swallowed his saliva.
"Senior, you don't know how to play with me, do you?" Master Changmei asked.
"Playing with you? I don't have such a hobby." Ziyang Tianzun asked: "Do you want it?"
"I want it, I want it!" Master Changmei was excited and grabbed the sword to kill the god.
However, before the back of his hand could touch the hilt of the sword, he was hit in the abdomen by Ziyang Tianzun and flew backwards on the spot.
