Chapter 2265
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Before the three Sword Immortals could come back to their senses, they heard the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable say to the Wine Sword Immortal again: “The position of the deputy sect master is lofty. You don’t have to participate in cleaning the latrines anymore.”
”Thank you, Master!” The Wine Sword Immortal smiled more brightly than a chrysanthemum.
The three Sword Immortals Qi were completely dumbfounded.
Could one get so many benefits by flattering?
No, we have to keep up.
Although a bit disdainful and even a bit ashamed, but one can get real benefits!
The most crucial thing is that as long as the master is happy, then we don’t have to clean the latrines.
Thinking of this, the three Sword Immortals quietly exchanged a look, reached a tacit understanding, and then the Sword Immortal Qi said: “Master, I have something to say.”
The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable had no expression on his face: “I don’t want to listen.”
Sword Immortal Qi: “…”
Is it so disrespectful?
The old face of the Sword Immortal Qi was flushed red.
The Book Sword Immortal said: “Master, since the Sword Immortal Qi has something to say, let him say it, lest he be suffocated.
The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable said: With his cultivation base, even if he doesn’t speak for a hundred years, he won’t be ruined.
The Painting Sword Immortal said: “Master, actually I also have something to say to you…”
”Yes.” The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable agreed before the Painting Sword Immortal could finish speaking.
The Painting Sword Immortal’s face lit up with joy and was just about to speak when he heard the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable say, ‘Wait until one year later to say whatever you have to say!’
’Why?’ The Painting Sword Immortal looked confused.
The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable said, ‘Wait until you finish cleaning the latrine.’
The Painting Sword Immortal: ‘…’
Seeing that the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable simply didn’t give the two of them a chance to flatter, the Book Sword Immortal furrowed his brows and came up with a plan. He said, ‘Master, I just had an inspiration and thought of a couplet to give to you.’
Before the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable could speak, the Book Sword Immortal hurriedly said, ‘The upper couplet is: Invincible under heaven, heroic and fearless, with the strength to pull mountains and overwhelming momentum.’
’The lower couplet is: Peerless in the human world, heroic and outstanding, with a heart like still water and laughing proudly at the sky.’
’The horizontal scroll is: Master is invincible!’
The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable nodded and said, ‘Not bad.’
Is that all?
The Book Sword Immortal was stunned. He thought, ‘Master, shouldn’t you appoint me as the deputy sect master of the Qingyun Sword Sect and then not let me clean the latrine?’
You should speak quickly!
However, the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable didn’t speak again.
The Book Sword Immortal couldn’t help but ask, ‘Master, is the couplet I wrote just not bad?’
’Otherwise?’ The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable said, ‘You don’t think it’s very good, do you? In my opinion, it’s not as good as the poem written by Long Mei.’
The Book Sword Immortal was dissatisfied in his heart and Secret passage , ‘Master, you are humiliating me.’
’How can Long Mei be compared with me?’
“The doggerels he wrote, I don’t even need to think, I can write thousands of them casually.”
Ziyang Tianzun took a look at Shujianxian and said, “Why, you think the poems written by Changmei are not so good?”
Shujianxian said, “They are indeed not so good.”
Ziyang Tianzun smiled and said, “How about this, you write a poem for Wushuang. As long as I am satisfied, I will let Yunshan appoint you as the deputy suzerain, and you don’t have to clean the toilet anymore. How about it?”
That’s exactly what I want!
Shujianxian almost laughed out loud and said happily, “No problem.”
After that, he took a look at Ye Wushuang who was sitting cross-legged in the void, and a flash of inspiration came to his mind.
“Got it!”
“Master, please listen carefully.”
“The sword energy casts brilliance, the heroic spirit soars through the sky. The heart is like the bright moonlight, and the world is boundless.”
After the words fell, Qijianxian and Huajianxian said in unison, “Good poem, good poem!”
Shujianxian was even more pleased and asked with a smile, “Master, is my poem okay?”
Ziyang Tianzun nodded: “It’s okay.”
“Then does what you said just now still count…” Before Shujianxian finished speaking, suddenly, only the voice of Changmei Zhenren sounded.
“Everyone, everyone, today we watched Wushuang cross the tribulation. Presumably everyone is extremely shocked. I am the same as you, also extremely shocked.”
“Seeing Wu Shuang contending with the Heavenly Tribulation, fighting against the ancient heroes, and successfully crossing the tribulation, I am extremely excited and my inspiration is like a fountain. I composed a poem to congratulate Wu Shuang on breaking through to the Great Saint realm.”
The voice of True Man Long Mei was not low, and it immediately attracted the attention of the whole audience.
Although his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he looked a bit embarrassed, his momentum was very strong.
Then, he shook his head and chanted.
“The sword energy soars to the sky, and the domineering spirit shakes the nine states.”
Upon hearing these two sentences, the complexion of Book and Sword Immortal changed, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.
Sure enough.
True Man Long Mei then chanted the next two sentences.
“With boundless pride and heroic spirit, there is no match in the world!”
As soon as the words fell, the people on the scene applauded and cheered one after another.
Book and Sword Immortal’s face was as black as a pot, staring at True Man Long Mei, wishing to tear this guy into pieces.
Damn it, you’re specifically slapping me in the face, right?
You didn’t write a poem earlier, and you didn’t write a poem later, but you just wrote it at this time. What do you mean?
Targeting me?
Do you know that because of your poem, I can’t become the deputy sect master and I have to clean the latrine for a year.
I hate you!
Immortal Ziyang looked at Book and Sword Immortal and said, “Is this what you said was not so good? Why do I think that what Long Mei wrote is better than yours?”
Book and Sword Immortal lowered his head and said nothing.
Ziyang Tianzun said, “When doing things, don’t aim too high. When being a person, don’t be arrogant and look down on everything. Whether doing things or being a person, one must be down-to-earth. Of course, for the things promised, even if one has to kneel, one must do them.”
Shujian Xian lowered his head even more. He knew that Ziyang Tianzun was taking this opportunity to knock him.
His resentment towards Changmei Zhenren in his heart became even heavier.
……
In the void.
Ye Wushuang was immersed in enlightenment.
He had no distractions in his heart and couldn’t hear any sounds from the outside world. It was as if the whole world had become extremely quiet.
He could only feel the echo of his own heartbeat.
Ye Wushuang recalled all the swordsmanship he had mastered in his heart, every move and every style, without any omission.
Gradually, a sharp edge began to be released from his body, and the whole person seemed to have become an invincible divine sword!
Time passed quietly.
One hour later.
”Qiang!”
A Zhen Tian swordchantsounded.
At the same time, an endless edge spread out from Ye Wushuang’s body and swept across the world.
Plop!
The disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect couldn’t bear this edge and directly knelt on the ground.
Changmei Zhenren was so scared that he quickly hid behind the Babao Jinchan.
Ye Qiu also activated the Jiuzhuan Shenlong Jue to protect Baihua Xianzi and Yun Xi.
There were also four sword immortals, their bodies trembling slightly, their faces pale as they stared at the sky.
Even Yun Shan had a thin layer of fine sweat on his forehead. For some reason, Ye Wushuang in the void actually gave him a sense of invincibility in his heart.
The next moment.
“clang clang clang…”
The precious swords of the disciples of Qingyun Sword Sect all flew out of their hands, like a rain of arrows all over the sky, flying towards Ye Wushuang.
Then, tens of thousands of precious swords surrounded Ye Wushuang, as if courtiers seeing their king, constantly prostrating themselves in worship.
Yun Shan couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise: “The Return of Ten Thousand Swords!”
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