The Immortal Master of the Death Gate was a little displeased. He presided over the meeting by himself. Jie Jingchao would be too disrespectful of himself.
But all the lords saw that Jie Jingchao was flying towards the sect leader's "Sword Temple", and they all understood that things might not be simple.
Jie Mian may be a fool, but Jie Jingchao is not.
The sect leader is old and has not taken care of things for hundreds of years. Small matters in the sect are naturally handled by each palace, while major matters are jointly decided by the elders of Tianchen Palace.
Jie Jingchao actually went to meet the sect leader, which shows that he attaches great importance to this matter.
So the Tianchen Palace became quiet, and no one spoke when the situation was unclear. After staring for about a stick of incense, suddenly a huge rainbow stretched out from the Sword Palace, reaching directly in front of the Tianchen Palace!
All the lords in the Tianchen Hall stood up together, with shocked faces, and quickly arrived at the Rainbow Cambridge Bridge, bowing their heads to greet the sect master!
What shocked them was that the sect leader actually walked out of the Sword Temple. This was the first time in hundreds of years.
Xie Mian was also a little dumbfounded. He saw that the weapon was really good, but he didn't expect that it was so "good" that it alarmed the sect leader who had not shown up for hundreds of years!
On Rainbow Cambridge, an old man in a broad robe floated over. Jie Jingchao followed him, one step behind and respectfully following him.
The sect master looked free and easy, looking at the extremely far distance, but he had already reached the Tianchen Palace in a few steps. Many immortal masters and palace masters saluted together: "Welcome the sect master!"
The leader of the Waiwai Tianmen sect waved his hand and did not look at them. Instead, his eyes fell on Jie Mian, who was still kneeling in Tianchen Hall: "There is no need to be polite, business is important."
He strode in and sat on the golden throne that had been empty for hundreds of years in the Tianchen Palace.
Xie Mian knelt on the ground, kowtowed deeply and did not dare to get up. The sect master smiled and said, "Get up and let me take a good look." Xie Mian stood up tremblingly. The sect master looked at him kindly and said, "Everyone
, this is a typical example of a prodigal son returning from his lost ways. Please spread the word so that your next generation, and the next generation after that, can also learn from it. The sect has its own rules, and they can receive blessings from their elders, but
There is always a time to grow up, and the future of the sect depends on them."
This was a very serious compliment, which even made Xie Mian doubt: Is he really that good?
The sect leader took out half of the prescription and said: "This is the prescription for the Shenyuan Cauldron on the other side!"
The whole Tianchen Palace suddenly exploded: "Shenyuan Cauldron Prescription?! You can't be mistaken, how can there be such a treasure on the east bank of the Linghe River?"
"It actually appeared in the world. If it hadn't been for Jiemian, we would have been so arrogant and ignorant that we missed such a treasure!"
"The Divine Origin Cauldron, this is the Divine Origin Cauldron! It is of great importance and may affect the life and death of the entire east bank of the Ling River."
At this time, Xie Mian was finally sure that he had a mountain of shit luck... He raised his head again, and when he saw his father, all the anxiety in his eyes disappeared, and he was as proud as a... special
The old hen that can lay eggs looks even more proud when compared to the Immortal Master of Death Sect beside it.
Xie Mian burst into laughter.
The sect master said: "Xie Mian, since this matter is in your hands, let it be left to you. You will go to Hongwu Celestial Dynasty immediately and be fully responsible for this negotiation. This sect master will give you the greatest convenience and power, and try to satisfy you as much as possible."
The other party’s request is that as long as you bring back the complete weapon, this sect leader promises you to become the master of a palace in the near future!”
Xie Mian was overjoyed and knelt down with a plop: "Thank you so much, Master!"
…
Huang Jiuan stayed quietly in his yard. He knew that there would be no response from the sect. Even if he sent back a ninth-level spiritual treasure, Jie Mian would withhold it.
One day, he asked the Longyi guards stationed outside the courtyard: "How long will your mission last?"
The captains showed their white teeth and said, "Of course, until someone from the Refining Sword Sect contacts you."
Huang Jiu'an sighed, not for himself, but for them: "I'm afraid I'm going to delay you, so I'd like to apologize in advance." I'm afraid these captains, who had a bright future, will die here with him.
However, the captains laughed and said, "My dears, we have never failed before."
Huang Jiu'an shook his head. These secular people have no idea what the Outer Heaven Clan is. Song Zheng was indeed a rare genius in the Hongwu Celestial Dynasty, but among the Outer Heaven Clan, not to mention grabbing a lot, at least every time
Each sect has four or five of the same level.
After a few days, no news came from the sect. Huang Jiuan curled his lips: It is indeed so.
Unexpectedly, early that morning, the school captain came in and reported: "There is a man outside who calls himself Jie Mian and wants to see you." Huang Jiuan shook his hands and said with a bitter smile: "The deadline has come, you are free."
The captains immediately became vigilant: "The guy who dares to kill people under the nose of our Long Yiwei has not been born yet."
Xie Mian's voice came from outside: "Those who are not dead still have great years to live, so why can't we cherish them a little?" The captain outside seemed to be blocking Xie Mian from coming in. There was some small argument, and Huang Jiu'an said: "That's all.
, let him come in."
Xie Mian was wearing a slutty white gown and a folding fan with a plain bamboo frame in his hand. He thought he was very "simple". Huang Jiu'an snorted when he saw him and didn't even bother to get up to greet him.
Xie Mian looked at him for a long time, and Huang Jiuan felt a little nervous. Then he let out a long sigh: "It's been so long since we've seen each other. Is Brother Huang okay? He was young and frivolous at the time, and I offended him a lot. Please forgive me."
Huang Jiu'an felt a little uncomfortable for a while. It was difficult to connect the coquettish and humble guy in front of him with the second-generation arrogant and rebellious Xiu in his impression.
He didn't know how to answer for a while, and Xie Mian said quietly: "You didn't know how to give in to me at that time. You have wasted so many years in the Hongwu Heavenly Dynasty and missed the best years of cultivation. But you are also a little bit proud of me back then.
regret?"
Huang Jiu'an thought he would become furious when he heard these words, but he didn't. Today's uncorruption gave him some special feelings, and these words made him feel extremely sad.
Yes, do you regret it? There is some regret. How proud was I when I entered the Outer World? But because of my youthful passion, I ended up in this situation.
The main reason is of course Jie Mian, but if I were more mature and handled things differently, maybe my current status in the sect would not be lower than Jie Mian.
But there is no turning back. This is the old time, with all kinds of regrets imprinted in it. After you miss it and grow old, you slowly look back and savor it again and again.
The lieutenants stood aside and said nothing. Now was not the time for them to interrupt.
Huang Jiu'an stood up, stretched out his hand and said: "Repay me the four meritorious deeds you owe me!"
Jie Mian laughed loudly: "You still decide to continue to be stubborn?"
Huang Jiu'an thought about it, did he regret it? Yes, he did. But if he had to do it all over again, he would probably do it again. So he nodded vigorously: "Yes, give me back the four meritorious deeds, otherwise
No need to talk about anything else."
Jie Mian looked at him unkindly: "Do you think I only talked to you nicely because of that half piece of equipment?" Huang Jiu'an ignored him and didn't answer. He just stretched out his hand to ask for his own merit.
Jie Mian shook his head: "The things I have experienced recently... have been ups and downs for me. Thinking back on it, it seems like a dream. But it has made me mature a lot, and I have become less optimistic about some things. You, you have to learn from me and let go when you should."
"
Even as he said this, he took out a jade badge that he had already prepared: "I owe you two meritorious deeds. Your beast condensation is only worth five meritorious deeds. I gave your senior sister seven because of her...
Cuter than you!"
Huang Jiu'an snorted, took the jade badge and looked at it, and was stunned: "So many meritorious deeds?"
Jie Mian was embarrassed: "I have deducted what you deserved over the years. Now I will make up for it for you."
Huang Jiu'an roared and rushed forward, beating Jie Mian so hard that he scurried away with his head in his arms: "Stop! My father is an Immortal Master of the Eight Sects! I will soon be the Master of the Wuluo Palace..."
Huang Jiu'an didn't say a word, he just beat him hard. When he hit a stick of incense, Jie Mian roared and knocked over Huang Jiu'an who was on top of him, and then punched Huang Long with both fists, leaving Huang Jiu'an with two
Panda eyes.
Huang Jiuan spent many years in the Hongwu Celestial Dynasty. Of course, his cultivation was inferior to that of Xie Mian, but he was very brave and was on par with Xie Mian.
The captains looked at each other and asked Xiaoqi: "Boss, look at this... should we separate them?"
Xiaoqi thought for a while and felt that the back and forth fighting was very exciting. He couldn't bear to stop: "No one will be killed, just watch."
…
Song Zheng received the report two hours later: People from the Refining Sword Sect were here and were ready to meet with you.
Before Huang Jiuan and Xie Mian came in, he had already used his kung fu to remove the redness, swelling and congestion on his face, and he still looked quite human. Xie Mian bowed with his fists clasped in his hands: "Xie Mian, Master of the Wuluo Palace of the Lian Dao Sword Sect, see you.
Pass Master Song."
Song Zheng raised his hand: "No need to be polite, please sit down."
After Xie Mian thanked him, he sat down. As the second generation Xiu of the Outer Heaven Clan, he had received similar training since he was a child, so he would definitely not be able to find fault with his etiquette.
"There was some misunderstanding last time. Sect disciple Huang Jiuan asked you to worry about it."
Huang Jiu'an was dissatisfied, but Jie Mian did not look at him and continued: "According to the rules, our Refining Sword Sect can give away three pieces of sword armor in exchange for Huang Jiu'an's freedom."
Huang Jiu'an knew that he was not worth three pieces of sword armor. This was probably a way to make friends with Song Zheng in his sect.
While Xie Mian was speaking, he had already taken out three sword-shaped jade pendants and presented them to Song Zheng with both hands. Song Zheng had the real thunder of heaven hidden in his fingertips. With a tap of the jade pendant, he could be sure that there was no conspiracy.
The artistic aura projected on the jade pendant revealed a suit of sword armor. It was majestic and majestic, and every structure on the body was a flying sword. It was 1.8 feet tall. Although it was just an ordinary sword armor in the Lian Dao Sword Sect, it was also top-notch in the secular world.
treasure.
He thought for a while and accepted it: "That's fine, one code will be the same. Now Huang Jiu'an is no longer a prisoner of war, he is a free man."