My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

Chapter 1045

"Why apologize?"

As soon as these words came out, Jian Ling'er's eyes turned into crescents.

After spending a few days with Zhong Qing, she knew that Zhong Qing's words proved that he had no intention of blaming her at all.

"Then, benefactor, would you give Ling'er a chance to thank you for saving my life?"

Zhong Qing thought that his beloved disciple still needed to refine the magic weapon, and he would not have time within three to five days.

It just so happens that I have nowhere to go.

He then nodded towards Jian Ling'er.

In this way, Zhong Qing temporarily lived in the branch of Lingjian Sect.

……

During this period, the appearance of the Sword Immortal was undoubtedly explosive news for the entire True Realm.

In Wanjian City!

Even though Zhong Qing lived in a branch of the Lingjian Sect, he could often hear news about the Sword Immortal.

It can be said that one person, one name, caused endless storms in the entire True Realm.

This is a carnival for people all over the world, and also another tribute to idols and predecessors.

The hustle and bustle belongs to them. For Zhong Qing, he spends every day in the small courtyard provided by the Lingjian Sect branch, drinking wine and tea, admiring the flowers and looking at the scenery. His life is quite leisurely and comfortable.

This day!

When Zhong Qing was drinking and admiring flowers in the courtyard, a figure suddenly broke into the courtyard.

"My benefactor, there's a festival going on in Wanjian City today. It's the Welcoming the Immortals Festival. Do you want to join us in the fun?"

Jian Linger's pure and sweet voice sounded.

Today she wore a tight white dress that highlighted her curvy figure.

She used a jade hairpin to tie up her long hair high, revealing a beautiful figure.

It is really like a white spirit bird, delicate and agile.

Beside the lotus pond, Zhong Qing was slightly stunned: "What is the Welcoming Immortal Festival?"

Jian Ling'er came closer and explained with a smile, "The return of the Sword Immortal is a great event that should be celebrated by all. Previously, the Holy Sword Sect wanted to serve the Sword Immortal, but he refused."

"Master Sword Immortal said that he will not stay in the True Realm for too long this time."

"Look, the Holy Sword Sect, along with other major factions, are planning to hold a Welcoming the Immortals Festival."

"Firstly, this is a celebration for the Sword Immortal. Secondly, this is also a farewell for the Sword Immortal!"

These words made Zhong Qing secretly smack his lips in amazement. He knew that his beloved disciple had a very high status in the Zhenyu Realm.

However, the respect and admiration that the people in the True Realm had for his beloved disciple had reached a level that left him dumbfounded.

Previously, countless people were willing to sacrifice their own life-saving magic weapons for their beloved disciple.

Now, what's the point of holding a festival to welcome the immortals?

This is the rhythm of directly deifying his beloved disciple!

Zhong Qing thought for a moment, then shook his head and refused directly: "You go ahead, I won't join in the fun!"

He went to a festival created for his apprentice, and Zhong Qing always felt something was strange.

"My benefactor, are you sure you don't want to go? The Welcoming the Immortals Festival was jointly launched by the top forces in all the True Realms. As the first festival, I'm afraid such a grand event will hardly appear again in the next thousand or hundred years."

Zhong Qingman took a sip of wine and refused again.

"All right!"

Jian Ling'er was a little discouraged after being rejected twice in a row.

A pair of big eyes as bright as gems rolled around Zhong Qing.

Then he wondered, "My benefactor, sometimes I really don't understand."

"You said you are not from the True Realm."

"But these past few days, I've noticed you haven't left the house, neither the front door nor the back door. You seem to be relaxed and content all day, happy and content. Are you one of those great people in operas who live in seclusion, enjoying the world?"

Zhong Qing smiled: "I guess so!"

Jian Ling'er was even more curious now, her delicate face full of curiosity: "My benefactor, can you tell me how high it is?"

Zhong Qing was amused by her confused and funny look.

He looked at the girl approaching, gestured slightly above her head, and said from a position a head higher than her: "It's probably about this high!"

This answer obviously failed to resolve the girl's doubts.

She pursed her lips in grievance.

"Then, benefactor, you must have some purpose for coming to the True Realm!"

She changed the subject and asked with a curious look on her face.

Zhong Qing drank the wine slowly, then said slowly: "Of course there is!"

"Then, benefactor, can you tell me what the purpose is?"

"My Spirit Sword Sect believes that we have some strength in the entire True Realm."

"My benefactor saved my life. If you need anything, my Spirit Sword Sect is happy to help."

Zhong Qing shook his head: "No need for help!"

"I'm not here to accept a disciple!"

"After I accept my disciples, I will leave the True Realm."

"That's it."

Jian Ling'er felt a little disappointed that she couldn't dig up any special gossip or news from Zhong Qing.

After all, Zhong Qing was somewhat mysterious in her eyes.

Seeing that it was getting late, she had made an appointment with someone to attend the Welcoming the Immortals Festival. She said goodbye to Zhong Qing and said, "My benefactor, Ling'er is leaving first. If you need anything in your life, I'll buy it for you when I get back."

"No need, go ahead!"

Zhong Qing waved his hand.

As Jian Ling'er retreated, the courtyard returned to peace again.

In the pond, the water is clear and lotus flowers are everywhere.

A group of fish were playing under the lotus leaves, causing ripples to form.

Zhong Qing stands at the mouth of the pond like a green pine.

Drinking the fine wine in the pot one sip after another.

After a while.

His eyes moved slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He said in a loud voice: "It is a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar."

"Since you're here, why not come down and have a chat."

Gu Chenxian, who had just arrived in the clouds above the courtyard, couldn't help but look surprised when he heard this.

He didn't expect that Zhong Qing could actually find his trace.

next moment!

His hands are behind his back.

Take a step forward.

The whole person fell straight into the courtyard.

Standing three feet away from Zhong Qing.

These are truly two rare people in the world.

Gu Chenxian was dressed in white, with a handsome and elegant appearance, like a peerless immortal sword, with a restrained edge, simple and edgeless, as one with the original, deep as the abyss, noble and extraordinary.

Zhong Qing was also dressed in white, looking elegant and easy-going, ethereal and otherworldly. His every move seemed to blend with the heaven and earth.

Just the appearance and temperament!

The two are like a head-to-head match, and it is difficult to tell who is better.

The two sides' eyes met in the air.

Zhong Qing took another sip of wine and said with a smile, "We meet again!"

Gu Chenxian looked at Zhong Qing with his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he said: "This time, I came here specifically to find you."

He cupped his hands and said gratefully, "If it weren't for you, Tianwen wouldn't have been able to advance in the Sword Tomb."

"Thank you!"

As he spoke, he turned his wrist and a jade slip appeared in his hand.

"It's just that your help is too great, so I came here specially to give you the Sword Immortal inheritance as a token of my gratitude!"

Talking time!

He presented the jade slip to Zhong Qing with both hands.

The latter raised his hand and said, "Slow down!"