Chapter 317 Jun Qianshang's departure

Jun Qianshang stretched out his finger, and a wine jar in front of him made a popping sound. The mud seal had opened. The wine jar was slowly tilted under the control of true energy, and the green wine was filled with green wine in the small green porcelain cup in front of Jun Qianshang.

After taking a sip, Jun Qianshang smiled and said, "In fact, I already know his background... You and I have already joined forces, and he can't get involved in the battle at the god level, so I sent them out of the sword domain in advance. Dugu Piao was originally suitable for practicing swords. Whether it is his fingers, his body shape, or his original heart, they are the best talents for practicing swords. Unfortunately, because the master practices swords, he abandoned the swords and followed the swords, wasting his talents in vain."

"I was determined to help him step into the god level, but he already had a knot in his heart. I carefully examined it and probably had something to do with his adopted father, the sword demon Dugu Wushang, so he sent him here. If he could untie the knot in his heart, his cultivation would take a thousand miles a day in the future, and it would be unlimited... His sword technique had entered a sideways. In the future, it would be difficult to enter the ultimate realm of martial arts in the future, but... that sword is also very suitable for him. If he had enough time, he would be under Ximen Yibei, who would be not be by your side!"

"Oh." Jun Qianshang had such a high evaluation of Dugu Piao, but Feng Yun Wuji did not expect it. He turned around and looked at Dugu Piao who was alone outside Dugu Wushang's door again. Feng Yun Wuji suddenly felt that Dugu Piao's figure was particularly lonely and lonely.

Zhao Wuji said, "It is better to have fun alone than to have fun. You might as well ask him to have a drink together."

Shaking his head, Feng Yun Wuji reached out to stop him and said, "Forget it, let him protect his master... Even if you come over and invite him in person, he will not come here at this moment."

"That's how it is," Zhao Wuji looked at Dugu Piao thoughtfully, and then smiled: "Come on. No matter what, you and my brothers gather together, come and have a drink together!"

The three of them filled the wine, raised their hands and clinked their glasses, and then drank them all in one go.

Jun Qianshang closed his eyes, but his face showed a look of memories. After a long time, he opened his mouth and spit out a scent of wine, and sighed: "I almost forgot that wine tastes like this... that feeling is really... difficult to describe."

"By the way, you went to the Demon Realm to look for the Demon Practice Sect, what was the result? Why didn't you see him coming?... Did he look for a suspense cultivation after searching for the land and it would take some time to come?"

Feng Yun Wuji and Zhao Wuji both felt a slump when they heard this. Feng Yun Wuji put down his wine glass. He looked at Jun Qianshang and opened his mouth several times to close it. He said it.

When Jun Qianshang saw Feng Yun Wuji's expression, he immediately understood everything. He raised his head and sighed, slowly closed his eyes, and for a moment, there was an extremely silent expression on his face. He even faintly revealed his extremely tired expression.

"A long time ago, I was actually friends with the Demon Sect," Jun Qianshang said slowly: "Later, because the two sides disagree, they cut their robe and sleeves. He founded the Demon Realm, and I founded the Knife Realm. From then on, I will never meet again.... That being said, but..."

"Brother, please feel sorry for me." Zhao Wuji said with a solemn expression.

Shaking his head, Jun Qianshang faced Feng Yun Wuji: "Actually, I had a premonition before, but when the guess was confirmed, I was still a little sad. After all, I was once a very good brother... just like you guys! Alas..."

The scene fell silent for a moment, with a faint coldness.

Jun Qianshang grabbed the wine glass, poured glass after glass, and drank the wine silently. A hint of redness rose on his pale cheeks due to the injury.

Feng Yun Wuji and Zhao Wuji did not stop them. They looked at each other and accompanied Jun Qianshang to drink silently.

"His body is still in the Demon Realm, right?" Jun Qianshang raised his head and asked.

"Yes," Feng Yun Wuji nodded.

"Searching for a while, I want to see him. At least, I will collect his corpse for him too!" Jun Qianshang said sadly.

"...Now, the Demon Practice Sect is dead, the plan has been completely disrupted, and there is no strength to compete with the War Emperor... Wuji, do you have a plan, what should you do in the future?"

"What should I do... I never thought about it. Maybe I could only enjoy a corner and trap the sword domain. What about you?"

Jun Qianshang suddenly stood up, raised his wine glass, and said aloud: "Damn it!"

Feng Yun Wuji and Zhao Wuji responded naturally, and the three of them slapped their glasses and drank them all.

After drinking the wine in the glass, Jun Qianshang suddenly said: "I have decided to retire early!"

"What?!!!"

Feng Yun Wuji was shocked. Jun Qianshang would say these words. Feng Yun Wuji did not expect them at all. I remember Jun Qianshang had said that retreating would at least be said after dealing with the Emperor of War.

"How could this be the case?...Aren't you going to deal with the Emperor of War, aren't you going to avenge the destruction of the sword domain, and the Demon Practice Sect?"

Jun Qianshang shook his head: "You still don't understand, don't understand... Now this result has been destined from the beginning. What does personal hatred mean?"

"After drinking this glass of wine, it's time for me to leave," Jun Qianshang pointed to the underground: "There is one in the sword domain, so you can be safe, and there is no need for me to worry too much. You and I will help you. My reincarnation decision has been passed on to a disciple. You are also familiar with that person. In the future, you will see him..."

Feng Yun Wuji has the intention to stop Jun Qianshang from leaving, but as Jun Qianshang said, my deity’s cultivation is even more wise than Jun Qianshang. I have to protect the sword domain, and it is enough for me to be alone... But what is the real situation?

Feng Yun Wuji only felt a pain in his heart. The matter of the deity can be said to be a pain in Feng Yun Wuji's heart. Where can I have such another self? Although he has strong strength, he cannot drive him at all. But all this is the first decision he made. Who can I blame for?!

Jun Qianshang put the wine glass on the square table, bowed to the two of them, strode past them, and rushed towards the distance without any nostalgia...

"etc……"

"What?" Jun Qianshang stopped, but did not turn around.

"Who is the man you said?"

"…Son of the Sword Emperor, Clivia!!"

Feng Yun Wuji's whole body shook violently and murmured: "It's him? How could it be him?"

Feng Yun Wuji still clearly remembered that the first time the sword domain attacked Jiange was Clivia, who was handsome. But he was golden and beautiful, and the Clivia was defeated inside. Feng Yun Wuji never thought that the successor chosen by Jun Qianshang was actually him!!

The sky was dark, and the whistling wind roared in the air. Jun Qianshang slowly walked towards the distance alone. His figure gradually faded away...

"Senior, take care of yourself!"

Just as Jun Qianshang was about to disappear from his sight, Feng Yun Wuji suddenly shouted. Zhao Wuji on one side found out that when Feng Yun Wuji started to scream, Jun Qianshang's figure suddenly stopped in the distance, his figure trembled slightly, and then his sleeves spread out. He dissipated in the wind like a meteor, and finally he could never see him again...

It is inevitable that Jun Qianshen will leave. When everything that a person cares about and misses does not exist, leaving is the best choice.

Feng Yun Wuji had already realized this, but no matter what, Jun Qianshang's sudden departure still made Feng Yun Wuji feel lonely. When the two really interacted, one side had already gone...

At the top of Jian Pavilion, only Zhao Wuji and Feng Yun Wuji are left.

Zhao Wuji didn't say anything, but kept adding wine to Fengyun Wuji and drinking with Fengyun Wuji. The strong wind blew, and for some reason, Fengyun Wuji suddenly felt that the wind was a little cold...

The two of them drank at the top of the Sword Pavilion for a long time until Zhao Wuji patted Feng Yun Wuji's shoulder.

"Ah? Brother Wuji, what's wrong?"

Zhao Wuji said nothing and pointed at his ear.

Soon, Feng Yun Wuji also felt it. In the distance, a powerful aura was quickly approaching the sword Pavilion. The aura in his senses was a bit strange, and he felt... the other party seemed to be stumbled towards the sword domain.

The spiritual consciousness quickly broke through the air and swept across the entire sword domain within a thousand miles. The result of this sweeping caused Feng Yun Wuji to wake up from the sadness of Jun Qianshang's departure, pulled Zhao Wuji up, and walked away.

"What's wrong?..." Zhao Wuji asked, "But I want to take action?"

"No, please follow me to meet someone."

With a big sleeve, the square table and the wine jar on the table floated flat from the ground, and Feng Yun Wuji and Zhao Wuji floated down from the Jian Pavilion.

In the distance, a man in black armor flew towards Jiange with a trembling body, staggering, like a drunkard.

Feng Yun Wuji's big sleeves flew over like a rapid lightning, and his hands had already held the man. As soon as he started, a cold air rushed straight into Feng Yun Wuji's meridians from the other party's hand.

"Taixuan, can you still support me?" Feng Yun Wuji said anxiously.

"No, it's not intrusive," Taixuan pushed Fengyun Wuji away, while staring at Zhao Wuji vigilantly, pointing at him and saying, "Who is he?"

"He is my brother, Zhao Woo-ki, you don't have to be nervous."

Taixuan then relaxed after hearing the sound, and his whole body looked groggy. The naked skin outside the Nine Life Armor looked extremely pale and faintly green.

"What a powerful war emperor... What a powerful war emperor!..." Taixuan's lips turned blue, shaking and muttering constantly. On his body, there was a thin layer of ice that could not be dispelled.

"Your body is Jian Yuan, it's useless to him. Let me help him," Zhao Wuji said, then reached out and patted Taixuandi's back shoulder.

Taixuan's mood was a little unstable and seemed to have been greatly stimulated, but when Zhao Wuji reached out to help, Taixuan immediately flashed away and stared at Zhao Wuji coldly.

"Let me do it." Feng Yun Wuji said: "There is too much cold air in his body. You may not be able to bear the cold air that is introduced into your body."

After saying that, Feng Yun Wuji's body shook and appeared beside Taixuan the next moment. He pressed his hands on Taixuan's back heart. The vast cold air filled with Taixuan's body continued to pour into Feng Yun Wuji's body. Feng Yun Wuji's body surface quickly formed a layer of snow frost.

call!

Taixuan let out a long breath, the thin ice on his body dissipated, a hint of blood red appeared on his face, and he fell down like a meteorite. He was in the air, and his head turned and he fainted.

Feng Yun Wuji used a big move to suck Tai Xuan into his hand, and then handed it to Zhao Wuji: "Help me take care of him, I will use my power to remove this cold air."

"Okay, let him leave it to me." Zhao Wuji took Taixuan, turned around, and jumped to the Jian Pavilion. Feng Yun Wuji turned into lightning behind him, quickly passing by Zhao Wuji, and even further before Zhao Wuji climbed to the Jian Pavilion. Without saying a word, he sat cross-legged and started to work hard.

This day is destined to be extraordinary...
Chapter completed!