Han Sen stared at the jade statue in stunned silence. According to Jiuqian Emperor, it was not a real jade statue, but made of the horn of the Holy Qilin. It could be regarded as a real artifact.
But no matter how divine it is, it is still a dead thing. Now the jade statue is covered with holy light, and its jade-like face, hair, and palms are gradually turning blood, and it looks like it has become a real person.
Not only did it look like it, but it actually became a living thing. The jade statue's eyes were extremely lively, and its body became softer. It actually stood up and looked at the people outside the stone pavilion.
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When Emperor Jiuqian saw the resurrection of the jade statue, he immediately trembled. He still had the invincible appearance just now. The brilliance on his battle clothes quickly faded. He closed all his eyes and knelt down in front of the resurrected jade statue with a plop.
He knelt on the ground and shouted without daring to raise his face: "Old slave Ajiu pays homage to Miss Wan'er. Miss Wan'er, do you still remember Ajiu?"
"It turns out that this old guy, Jiu Qian Emperor, knows that the Holy Lord's sister is called Wan'er, but he has been refusing to tell her." Han Sen thought to himself.
The jade statue looked at the trembling Jiu Qian Emperor who was lying on the ground without daring to raise his head. He raised the cup in his hand and drank all the wine in the cup.
"Ajiu, are you going to destroy this jade statue?" After the jade statue came back to life, after drinking all the wine in his arms, he finally spoke, but the voice was not the gentle female voice like Wan'er, but the voice of a man.
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The moment he heard this voice, Emperor Jiuqian suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened in horror, and he looked at the jade statue as if he had seen a ghost.
But after just one glance, Emperor Jiuqian immediately slapped him hard on the face: "Old slave deserves to die...Old slave deserves to die..."
Han Sen was stunned as he watched from the side. Jiu Qian Emperor was not just playing around, he was really pumping with all his strength. His facial bones were cracked by him, and his face was covered with blood after just a few strokes. But Jiu Qian
The emperor still didn't dare to stop, and kept beating him fiercely, as if he wanted to beat himself to death before he would stop.
The jade statue did not look at the Nine Thousand Emperor who was kneeling there and slapping him in the face. His eyes fell on Han Sen again, which immediately made Han Sen tremble in his heart and secretly gather his strength.
Judging from the tone of the Nine Thousand Emperors, this jade statue that came to life is probably the Lord of the Sanctuary.
"What's your name?" The jade statue looked at Han Sen and asked with a smile.
Although his body looks like Wan'er, because his temperament is so outstanding, anyone who looks at him will think that he is a gentle and elegant man, but not that he is a woman.
"Crystal Tribe Han Sen, what do you call your Excellency?" Han Sen saw that he didn't seem to be hostile, but he still didn't dare to be careless and asked cautiously.
"The name, that's such a long memory, even I almost forgot it." The man smiled, as if he was thinking seriously, and after a while he replied: "My name is Qin Xiu, from Qin State, Qin Xiu.
Cultivation of governing the family and bringing peace to the world."
Before Han Sen could say anything else, Qin Xiu said to Han Sen again: "Your Excellency, would you like to have a few drinks with me?"
With that said, Qin Xiu sat down in the stone pavilion, picked up the jug, poured two glasses of wine, and picked up one of the glasses himself.
"If you don't mind it, I will accompany you." Han Sen said and walked into the stone pavilion, sat down opposite Qin Xiu, and raised the glass of wine that Qin Xiu poured for him.
While the two were talking, the Jiuqian Emperor was still slapping him in the face, not daring to stop, but his eyes were full of surprise.
He was certain that the man who was resurrected attached to the jade statue must be his master, but he didn't know whether he was truly resurrected or just a trace of his remnant soul.
No matter which one it is, the Nine Thousand Emperors would not dare to neglect him in the slightest. Even if a person like the Holy Lord has only one hair left, he is not someone he can neglect.
What makes Jiuqian Emperor feel incredible is that his master would invite Han Sen to have a drink with him. Although Han Sen himself is somewhat magical, compared to his master, in the eyes of Jiu Qian Emperor, Han Sen can't even take a hair from his master.
Nothing compares to silk.
At that time, there were countless terrifying true gods and powerful men in the universe who could only occupy the position of ministers in front of the Holy Lord. Even among the gods in the heavens, there were not many who were qualified to drink at the same table with the Holy Lord.
Now the Holy Lord would actually invite Han Sen to have a drink with him at the same table, and also reported his name to Han Sen. In the eyes of Nine Thousand Emperors, this was simply unbelievable.
"In today's universe, who is worthy of being named by the master? Does Han Sen actually have such ability?" The Nine Thousand Emperor was shocked and confused.
Qin Xiu raised the wine glass in his hand and said, "I toast you this glass."
"Why do you respect me?" Han Sen looked at Qin Xiu doubtfully. Regardless of whether this was the Holy Lord reborn or not, he seemed to have some problems with his attitude towards him.
"Did he see the relationship between Wan'er and me?" Han Sen thought to himself.
Qin Xiu smiled but did not answer, just drank the wine in the cup, and then said: "When I built this holy garden, I cut it out of time and space, so that it could stay in this hour forever.
Everything in the Holy Garden will remain in this hour forever, immortal and immortal, neither born nor destroyed."
"Qin Xiu is indeed the Holy Master." Han Sen thought to himself.
Qin Xiu glanced at the Holy Garden and sighed: "Originally, I wanted to keep Wan'er here so that she could have this endless life, see her favorite scenery, eat her favorite braised pork, and drink her favorite drink.
She likes to drink wine, but she told me that she would rather die than live like this repeatedly."
Qin Xiu poured another glass of wine and drank it in one gulp. He closed his eyes as if he was savoring the taste of the wine and recalling the person who liked drinking.
"So I cut off the horn of the Holy Unicorn and built this holy statue for her. As long as her soul is attached to this holy statue, she will be immortal, will not fall into endless reincarnation, and will always have her own memory.
But you can't leave this holy garden." Qin Xiu put down his wine glass and said with a smile: "Wan'er said there was no difference between that and going to jail, so she refused again."
"Then what?" Han Sen asked, fascinated.
Qin Xiu glanced at Han Sen with a half-smile, but did not answer Han Sen's question. He poured himself another glass of wine, and then looked at the wine glass in Han Sen's hand.
Han Sen was so engrossed in what he was listening to that he forgot to drink and quickly drank the wine in one gulp.
Qin Xiu took the jug and poured another glass of wine for Han Sen. He raised his own glass again and said, "I'll toast you with this glass again."
Han Sen did not ask the reason again this time, but he knew in his heart that Qin Xiu had most likely noticed that Wan'er was with him. Otherwise, how could Qin Xiu, the holy master, toast to such an unrelated person?
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The Nine Thousand Emperors kneeling outside the stone pavilion were already dumbfounded. Han Sen was the only person he had ever seen in this world who could be toasted by the Holy Lord.