The messy strands of hair hung down from his temples, hiding the strange red shadow at the end of his eyes, reflecting the smiling eyes, and the outline of his face also looked gentle. The heavy white cloak almost fell to the ground, and he walked slowly towards the defense formation. Wherever he passed, within three feet, bamboo leaves and branches were cut off by the sword, and debris flew everywhere.
"What a strong sword intent!" someone exclaimed.
"He is..." Nie Yu looked at Gu Pinglin with shock on his face.
Almost at the same time, the Hanying Twin Swords and the Zhou sisters also looked towards Gu Pinglin.
“This isn’t from the Duan family…” Tang Jian, an elder of the Guangling sect, was once a guest at Penglai and witnessed the incident with his own eyes.
It's hard to forget that kind of person once you've met him.
With his hands clenched behind his back, Gu Pinglin stared at the person who came, and a chill rose in his heart.
Even though many years have passed, the face in front of me is still exactly the same as I remember, including that perfect and hypocritical expression.
His eyes were gentle, kind and touching, but they never stayed on anyone for a moment.
His nonchalant attitude reveals the most familiar arrogance and conceit.
Familiar, yet with a hint of long-lost strangeness.
Facing the supreme and most powerful sword intent, the people of Feijian Palace reacted the most. Seeing that his own sword Gufang was also responding, Yang Zhao was immediately furious and forcibly recalled Gufang Sword: "It's just sword intent, just trying to be mysterious!" He released his own innate sword intent to compete with it, and Gufang Sword really quieted down.
The other sword cultivators also recalled their spirit swords, but they still shrank in their masters' hands. After all, not everyone has Yang Zhao's talent. Only Gu Pinglin did not move, and let the Gu Ying Sword continue to sing beside him.
The white-robed swordsman stopped at the edge of the defense formation and looked at the red cloud in the sky: "Demon Lord, nice to meet you."
"It's you again." Master Wei Feng's voice.
"As the saying goes, we meet each other everywhere in life, and meeting each other is destiny." The swordsman in white answered politely.
Master Wei Feng asked, "Why are you against me?"
The swordsman in white said in a gentle voice: "That's wrong. The Sword King Pavilion is friendly with everyone. I'm not here to fight against the Demon Lord, but to help Guangling Sect."
"I am targeting Guangling Sect, and you want to rescue them. Isn't that against me?" said Master Weifeng.
The swordsman in white said, "Rescuing someone and opposing them are two different things. As long as you are sincere, I believe you can always find a way to have the best of both worlds."
Master Wei Feng asked, "How can we have both?"
The swordsman in white said, "It's easy. The Demon Lord can help us."
A strange laugh came from the clouds, and Master Wei Feng said, "You want me to give in, just relying on your Sword King Pavilion?"
The swordsman in white said, "It's not by the Sword King Pavilion, it's by me."
Master Wei Feng burst into laughter: "I admire your confidence the most. Every time I see you, I wonder where your confidence comes from."
This person turned out to be the mysterious Sword King Pavilion Master! Everyone was surprised and looked at him, and Nie Yu and others had complicated expressions.
Zhou Qiu did not go to Penglai for the banquet that year, so he did not notice anything wrong. He was simply amazed by the sword intent and could not help but sigh: "The Sword King Pavilion is worthy of its reputation."
Yang Zhao's expression changed: "If you can be called the Sword King just by relying on your sword will, what's the point of swordsmanship! Since the Sword King Pavilion Master is so powerful, I think there is no need for us to take action."
Everyone from the Guangling Sect frowned at the same time.
Master Weifeng also practices swordsmanship, and the red wind was transformed by the sword will, so it would be affected by the Pavilion Master's strongest sword will. In addition, Master Weifeng was completely unprepared, which is why Feng Ying was lucky enough to be saved. If it really comes down to strength, Master Weifeng will definitely win, not to mention that he has many subordinates. After all, the Pavilion Master of the Sword King Pavilion came to rescue the Guangling Sect, and now they should work together to fight the enemy. Yang Zhao is too careless about the overall situation.
Zhou Qiu hurriedly said, "The Guangling Sect is extremely grateful for the help of Pavilion Master. We are forced to do so by the circumstances, so please forgive me for any impoliteness. After we work together to defeat the enemy, I will personally thank you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Zhao's face darkened and he sheathed his sword: "Since Lord Zhou only values the Pavilion Master, it would be unnecessary for us to stay. We will take our leave now."
Zhou Qiu and the people of Guangling Sect were so angry that their faces turned pale when they heard this. However, the situation was critical. The Sword King Pavilion was still unclear, but Feijian Palace had good strength. If they really let them go, Guangling Sect would be in greater danger. Zhou Qiu could only sigh and hold back his anger to comfort him: "Feijian Palace is the first sword sect. My nephew has come thousands of miles to help us, which shows our friendship. Now we should focus on repelling the enemy. Why should my nephew care about these things?"
Over the years, the Zhou sisters have become much calmer. When the sect's survival was at stake, Zhou Caige dared not act willfully and hurriedly grabbed Yang Zhao: "Senior Brother Wang Yang, come and save us!"
Seeing her beauty, Yang Zhao's complexion improved a little, and he said proudly: "We will naturally save Guangling Sect. As for the Pavilion Master, let's see if he needs help from Feijian Palace."
Zhou Caige was speechless, turned to the Pavilion Master, and couldn't help but beg: "Senior Brother Duan..."
"Since Sword King Pavilion has accepted the business, there is no reason for the customer to do it himself," said the Pavilion Master, "For something like this, one person is enough."
Yang Zhao sneered: "You all heard it. He said that one person is enough and there is no need for help."
The scene immediately fell silent, everyone looked at each other, and even Zhou Qiu didn't know how to smooth things over.
Master Wei Feng didn't laugh: "You want to fight me?"
The Pavilion Master sighed, "With my meager cultivation, how dare I compete with the Demon Lord for glory?"
"So how are you going to get me out?"
"Of course, I used my eloquence to convince the Demon Lord."
"Do you think it's possible?"
"Nothing is impossible," the Pavilion Master turned his face slightly to the side, his hair was blown by the wind, reflecting the smile on his thin lips, adding three points of charm to his handsome face, "The people from the Wanfa Sect have sneaked to Jiushuyuan."
The seven Demon Beidou people on the opposite side all changed color when they heard this, and Demon Tianshu lost his voice: "Jiu Shuyuan! Demon Lord, this is not good!"
"It's really not good," the Pavilion Master sighed, "From what I know, if Jiu Swamp Plain is lost, half of the Demon Realm will fall sooner or later. The Demon Lord must take countermeasures as soon as possible."
Master Wei Feng was silent for a moment, then said, "Do you think I will believe it?"
"It's Sword King Pavilion's good intention to deliver the message. Whether you believe it or not is up to you," the Pavilion Master said. "The Demon Lord probably didn't receive the urgent report from Jiu Swamp Plain because your message channel was cut off. If you rush to rescue immediately, you may still be in time. As for Guangling Sect, I hope the Demon Lord will not hesitate to give up and help Sword King Pavilion with this deal. We can both get what we need and make money in harmony."
Master Wei Feng said, "What if I kill you first and then go to Jiu Nuoyuan?"
"It's not difficult to kill me, but it must be a little harder than you think," the Pavilion Master said, "If the Demon Lord thinks that I am more important than Jiu Nuoyuan, I am of course very honored."
The noisy laughter sounded again, and Master Wei Feng said, "Retreat."
The seven members of Mo Beidou received the order and hurriedly organized their troops to retreat.
A crisis was easily resolved. Zhou Qiu and the others were unable to react. They looked dazed, as if in a dream.
The Pavilion Master suddenly spoke again: "I have another business deal and hope to cooperate with the Demon Lord."
The red clouds in the sky stopped.
Seeing this, Mo Tianshu said, "Demon Lord, Jiu Swamp Plain is important!"
"Hey," the Pavilion Master chuckled, "Tianshu Daxiu is wrong. What I want to talk about is Jiu Shuyuan."
Mo Tianshu was stunned and couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"
The Pavilion Master said: "This is another piece of news. The news of the Sword King Pavilion is not easy to come by."
Mo Tianshu reacted and sneered: "The Sword King Pavilion is really good at taking advantage of the situation."
The Pavilion Master asked, "Why not help someone in need?"
Mo Tianshu asked: "What if we don't buy it?"
"Sword King Pavilion never forces sales, everything is up to the customer to decide," said the Pavilion Master, "but I promise that this news is important enough for the Demon Lord. If the Demon Lord doesn't listen, he will definitely regret it."
"Give it to him." Master Wei Feng's voice came from the red cloud.
Mo Tianshu threw out a five-colored feather coin: "Tell me, what's the news?"
The colorful feather floated down slowly, but not far away, it seemed to be held up by an invisible force, and slowly rose again and flew back in front of Mo Tianshu.
Mo Tianshu was stunned for a moment and asked angrily: "What do you mean?"
"If you buy information of different values, you have to pay the same price," the Pavilion Master said, "It seems that Jiu Nuoyuan is not that important to you."
This is because the price is too low.
Regardless of the expressions of the seven Demon Beidou people, everyone in Guangling Sect also smiled bitterly. It was fortunate that Master Weifeng was willing to retreat, but this Pavilion Master still thought the price was too low and didn't want to anger Master Weifeng. Zhou Qiu and several Taoist supervisors were all sweating and wanted to come forward to pay for Master Weifeng.
Master Wei Feng smiled instead of getting angry: "Okay! Okay! Since we are going to do business, why not do it on a bigger scale? I only ask you, can you buy the peace of Jiu Nuo Yuan? If you answer wrong, I will take your life in exchange!"
The Pavilion Master also smiled and said, "The Demon Lord is indeed very courageous."
"Do you have a solution?"
"In order to save my life, even if there is no other way, I have to come up with one."
Master Wei Feng threw down a book card: "A place for the divine phoenix to live, is that enough?"
Everyone was moved. The cultivation world did not use human money, but used the feathers shed by the divine phoenix as currency, because the phoenix feathers contained rich spiritual energy, which could be used to replenish spiritual power and drive magic weapons when necessary. A habitat for a divine phoenix was a continuous source of wealth, and Master Wei Feng's move was indeed a big one.
The Pavilion Master took the book card in his hand, found out the information inside, and nodded, saying, "The Demon Lord is sincere, and the deal is done. According to the news from the Sword King Pavilion, the shortest way to Jiu Swamp Plain is through the Mirror Land, and the Wanfa Sect will intercept you on this road."
Master Wei Feng said: "I just want the result."
The Pavilion Master also threw out a book card: "I can help you avoid being intercepted and get to Jiu Swamp Plain as quickly as possible. The Demon Lord can tell them to follow the instructions on the book card."
Mo Tianshu couldn't help but say: "Even if we can get to Jiu Swamp Plain successfully, the danger of Jiu Swamp Plain is still not resolved."
The Pavilion Master said: "The Wanfa Sect probably doesn't want to fight you at the moment. With the Demon Lord coming in person, are you still afraid that they won't retreat?"
The book card was absorbed into the red cloud, and Master Wei Feng said, "Very good, Tianshu, let's go."
Mo Tianshu agreed.
The Pavilion Master said: "The Demon Lord was generous. The Sword King Pavilion has another piece of news. The Demon Lord left the Demon Realm and the Wanfa Sect attacked Jiu Swamp Plain. This was not accidental."
Someone betrayed them. Master Wei Feng sneered a few times and led the Demon Tianshu people away.
I don't know when the sword intent was restrained, and the murderous aura also disappeared. Peace returned to the world, and the sound of the piano gradually stopped. Only the gurgling of water under the bamboo bridge and the faint sound of bamboos could be heard all around.
The swordsman in white turned around and said, "Everyone, you are polite."
Zhou Qiu quickly put away the Lingqin, landed on the ground, and stepped forward to pay his respects: "Pavilion Master, your kindness will be unforgettable to everyone in Guangling Sect!"
The Pavilion Master stopped him: "It's just a payment, Master Zhou Shan is too polite."
Zhou Qiu smiled and said to Gu Pinglin: "Thanks to Sect Master Gu for inviting the Pavilion Master, I will definitely go to Lingxin Sect in person to express my gratitude one day."
Gu Yingjian disappeared on its own. Gu Pinglin looked unhappy and forced a smile.
Zhou Qiu was obviously more interested in the mysterious Sword King Pavilion Master in front of him: "What is your name?"
The Pavilion Master smiled brightly, making people feel like they were in the spring breeze: "Sword King Pavilion, this is the Pavilion Master."
Zhou Qiu was stunned.
"Please don't misunderstand me, Master. It's not that I'm too arrogant," the Pavilion Master sighed, "My name now represents an unfamiliar identity, and it also represents trouble. It's better not to report it."
Seeing that Elder Tang had recovered, he thought that the other party was just concerned about the old grudge, so he hurried over with the help of his disciples and bowed deeply: "Shame on me! We were ashamed of what happened in Penglai in the past. Today, I am fortunate to have put aside the past grudges and saved Guangling Sect from danger. I feel ashamed."
"Senior Brother Duan, you are still alive, that's great!" Zhou Caiqin was delighted. After she finished speaking, she remembered something and turned to look at Gu Pinglin.
Feng Ying sighed, "When I heard that you died in Penglai that day, I always felt it was strange. Fortunately, you are fine."
…
The Pavilion Master smiled as he listened to everyone's words, and then said in a gentle voice, "Really? But I don't remember ever being in Penglai, and I'm probably not the Senior Brother Duan that Miss Zhou knows."
Tang Jian, Nie Yu and others were all stunned.
After a while, Feng Ying looked at the silent Gu Pinglin and said doubtfully: "But the Pavilion Master's appearance does look like a friend of mine."
Zhou Caige also didn't believe it: "Are you really not Brother Duan?"
"Oh?" The Pavilion Master asked her, "What kind of person is that Senior Brother Duan?"
Zhou Caige's face darkened when he heard this, and he lowered his eyes: "He is also a sword cultivator, and he speaks as kindly as you, Pavilion Master. He is a very good person and saved us sisters."
The Pavilion Master smiled and said, "So he is a good man. It's a pity that I am not him."
The events of Penglai happened only fifty years ago, which is not too long for cultivators. Some people began to react and started whispering to each other, all looking at Pinglin - that man was once a disciple of the Lingxin Sect, and as the Sect's leader, there was no way he could not recognize him.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Gu Pinglin finally spoke: "The enemy has retreated, and everyone must be tired. Why don't you invite the guests in to talk?"
Zhou Qiu had already heard Nie Yu's explanation and was confused. Hearing this, he said, "It is my fault for being rude. Please come in."
The most embarrassed people at this moment were undoubtedly the people from Feijian Palace and Guiling Sect. They came specially to help, but before they could even make a move, the problem was already solved.
Fortunately, Zhou Qiu had not forgotten them: "The Guangling Sect is very grateful for your kindness and for coming all the way here. Please come in and have a chat."
The Guiling Sect's people breathed a sigh of relief. Yang Zhao was ignorant of the immensity of the world, but they were very clear-headed. They had already begun to think of retreating when they learned that Master Weifeng was here in person. Now that they didn't have to do anything, it was of course the best. Upon hearing Zhou Qiu's invitation, the leading Taoist supervisor came out to congratulate him and agreed.
Everyone in Feijian Palace looked at Yang Zhao. Yang Zhao's face turned pale. According to his personality, he would have left immediately. However, he looked at the Pavilion Master and stayed with a sullen face.
Out of respect for Yu Wuxue, the head of Feijian Palace, Zhou Qiu did not argue with him and turned to Feng Ying and Yan Han.
Feng Ying immediately said, "Since there is nothing else to do, we will take our leave now."
"Senior Brother Feng, please don't leave!" Zhou Caiqin hurriedly grabbed him and looked at Zhou Qiu again.
"We still have things to do, so take care, everyone." Feng Ying gently pried her hands apart, nodded to the people from Guangling Sect, and flew away with Yan Han.
Zhou Qiu looked at the sky, finally sighed, and waved his hand: "Go in."
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Master Wei Feng: I really want to beat him to death.
Wanfamen: I really want to beat him to death.
Duan Liu: I just like the way you can’t stand me but can’t get rid of me. Please call me Sakamoto Duan.
I promise to talk about it in the next chapter, haha