Thinking that the winner was also wearing a hat, people suddenly thought to themselves that this girl was that person's companion, no wonder they would say such things.
Xiang Wanshu said: "Please advise, where is my hypocrisy?"
His expression was very calm, without anger, and he had a sense of oppression.
He has a gentle temperament and doesn't want to cause trouble, but if someone insults the teacher, how can he not speak up
The room suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere was a little tense.
The girl standing by the cliff was naturally Zhao Layue.
She looked at Xiang Wanshu and said indifferently: "You said that if you play chess like this, your senior brother will beat you. Don't you mean that he should also be beaten if he plays chess like this?"
This kind of statement seems a bit forced, but if you think deeply about Xiang Wanshu's previous sentence, that's what it means.
Xiang Wanshu raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "What is the meaning of the word hypocrisy?"
Zhao Layue said: "You think he plays badly in chess, but you refuse to say so. You even want to beat him, but you dare not do it. This is hypocrisy."
Xiang Wanshu shook his head and said, "It's not hypocrisy, but I want to save some face for your companion."
Zhao Layue said, "Do you think you are qualified to judge him?"
There was a slight commotion in the crowd, thinking how absurd this statement is, of course the person who only got three sons in the chess game with Tong Yan is qualified to evaluate your companion.
Xiang Wanshu raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Yes, I want to tell him that playing chess is not such a simple matter."
Zhao Layue said: "Believe me, for him, playing chess is the easiest thing in the world."
When she said this, she thought, if you have seen the porcelain plate next to the bamboo lounge chair and the gravel in the porcelain plate, you will understand what it means.
Xiang Wanshu said, "Really? I hope to have a chance to learn about it later."
"You can't, let your senior brother come."
Zhao Layue's tone was very natural, as if she was talking about an ordinary matter.
The crowd was in an uproar.
The West Sea Sword Sect launched the Four Seas Banquet and the Mei Hui to grab the limelight, but everyone knows that there is an insurmountable distance between the Four Seas Banquet and the Mei Hui, no matter the background or other aspects.
Do you think that your partner is qualified to play chess with Tong Yan because he won the first place in the Four Seas Banquet
Who is Tong Yan? Is it visible to ordinary ascetics
Xiang Wanshu smiled wryly and was speechless, thinking that she was an ignorant little girl, and her anger subsided, so she ignored her.
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Half an hour later, Xiang Wanshu saw the naive little girl again.
The winners of the Four Seas Banquet and the guests who have been formally invited will take a boat from the lonely mountain to enter the cloud platform in the sky later.
Naturally, Xiang Wanshu could step up through the air with Taoism, but out of respect for the West Sea Sword Sect, he chose to wait here.
He looked towards the edge of the cliff, his eyes fell on the hats of those two people, and he shook his head, wondering which sect they were spoiled disciples.
"How do you feel? Is it interesting?" Zhao Layue asked.
Jing Jiu said, "Not many."
Zhao Layue asked: "How?"
"Playing chess is not about self-cultivation, but relying on the opponent's mistakes to win. This is rather boring."
He thought for a while and said, "And it's too simple."
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The sea boat has no sails, and it rises with the wind, and soon it is far away from the ground and sails into the clouds and mist.
In the surrounding clouds and mist, you can vaguely see the jagged cliffs, as well as the towers and pavilions that are close at hand.
Some practitioners who visited the West Sea Sword Sect for the first time realized that the so-called Yuntai was actually a hanging mountain in the clouds.
The boat stopped at the top of the peak, and the disciples of the West Sea Sword Sect stepped forward to welcome everyone into a majestic and majestic palace.
The invited guests from various sects have already sat down in the hall, enjoying the singing and dancing of the sharks, and talking to each other in low voices.
Xiang Wanshu, Mo Xi and Jing Jiu walked into the hall as the winners of this Universal Banquet.
Many people stood up to greet them. This was a respect for the Four Seas Banquet, and naturally it was a respect for Xiang Wanshu and Mo Xi's masters.
Some eyes fell on Jing Jiu's body, because he was still wearing a hat when he came to the hall, which looked a little weird.
One of these visions is dark, evil and full of hatred.
The other two gazes were full of shock and puzzlement.
The expressions of Yao Songshan and Lin Yingliang of Qingshan Sect changed slightly, wondering why he came here? Doesn't he know that Qing Tiansi has been looking for them? What is this for
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In the depths of the hall, a figure gradually emerged from the clouds.
It was a tall man with a majestic temperament, dressed in bright yellow clothes, with more than ten bead curtains hanging in front of his crown, his face could not be seen clearly.
He looked down at Jing Jiu like a real emperor.
This is Xi Wangsun, the most mysterious figure in the cultivation world in recent years.
Jing Jiu looked at each other quietly.
Xiang Wanshu and Mo Xi have already returned to the front hall, and they don't know what kind of treasures the West Sea Sword Sect has given away.
It's kind of weird that it's just him now.
"The avenue is endless, so we have to take a wider view, and we can't give up the whole forest just because of one tree."
Xi Wangsun's voice was very soft, like those round and flawless South China Sea pearls on the bead curtain.
The first half of this sentence is very similar to the teacher's ordinary reminder to the younger generation, but the second half is very strange.
Jing Jiu thought silently, so you are not him.
At this time, when he knew who Xi Wangsun was, he naturally knew who he was not.
Xi Wangsun looked at Jing Jiu with a half-smile.
Interestingly, he also thought he knew who this young practitioner wearing a hat was.
When he thought about it, the other party must have been chased by the imperial court so anxiously that he thought of participating in the Four Seas Banquet and taking refuge in him.
He knew what happened in the Sea God Temple that night, but he didn't have any anger. On the contrary, he admired each other's courage and ability, and felt that these two young people had the potential to be cultivated. Although the one in front of him was carrying an iron sword, Obviously not yet able to enter Wuzhang state, far inferior to the other person.
But he will not let the West Sea Sword Sect accept them, but will use another name.
That's why he said the second half of the sentence just now.
It was very quiet, Jing Jiu didn't respond.
Xi Wangsun narrowed his eyes gradually, showing a cold look, and said, "If you don't want to join Gu, why do you want to attend Gu's universal feast?"
Jing Jiu said, "I just want to come and see you."
That's a surprising answer.
Xi Wangsun looked at him quietly, and suddenly said: "Then do you still want a lonely baby?"
Jing Jiu shook his head.
Hearing this, Xi Wangsun thought that he just hadn't made up his mind yet, and wanted to show his favor. After a moment of silence, he waved his hand to signal him to go out.
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The main hall of the West Sea Sword Sect is very spacious, with a radius of thousands of feet, and the mist flows along the ground, and the guests sit scattered in it.
If it wasn't for the practitioners' sharp eyesight, they might not even be able to see each other's faces clearly.
Jing Jiu returned to the palace, walked to Zhao Layue's case, and prepared to leave with her.
A gloomy voice sounded.
"At the banquet, you were still wearing hats. Are you so shameless? Or are you saying that you have done too many outrageous things and dare not see others?"
The guests were a little surprised, and looked towards the source of the sound, and found that the speaker was a thin middle-aged ascetic, dressed in black Taoist robes, with a wretched appearance.
The ascetic who knew the identity of this person said a few words in a low voice, and the guests knew that this middle-aged ascetic was the loose cultivator Takesuke.
Hearing that this person has a good relationship with the Xihai Sword Sect, it is not surprising that he appeared at the Four Seas Banquet today.
Takesuke, like his dead elder brother, Zhugui, the abbot of the Black Dragon Temple, has a very bad reputation, so naturally no one wants to talk to him. In normal times, he would definitely finish the banquet honestly, and then publicize the many courtesy of the Xihai Sword Party afterward, and it would be fine for him to chat and laugh with the genius disciples of the Zhongzhou School.
Today is different.
Those two people wearing hats were his brother-killing enemies.