Chapter 1011 Undressing

When he was in Xihai, Jing Jiu's strength was very low. According to the principle that swords follow others, his body was many times stronger than that of ordinary ascetics, but it was still not perfect. That's why he was almost cut off by Xi Lai's full strength sword.

Afterwards, he never suffered such a serious injury again. It was not until the battle with Nan Chi that a piece of the earlobe collapsed, and in the final battle with Bai Yuan, a small piece of the earlobe collapsed.

His earlobe is the only defect and weakness of this perfect body.

And the protruding ears are easy to get caught.

So it's easy to tear off.

In fact, this action did not make any sound, but the people on the beach seemed to hear the "hissing" sound of something tough being forcibly torn apart, and suddenly shuddered.

Jing Jiu threw the half of the ear to the ground like throwing waste paper.

Then, he tore off the other ear.

His movements are really coherent, seemingly casual but giving people a sense of rigor.

Neither the pale Zhao Layue nor the stern Tong Yan had time to do anything, such as call a stop.

Two thin streams of blood dripped from the severed ear.

Like a stream in the mountains.

The blood was not much, and there were some crystal particles mixed in it.

It doesn't look bloody, but has a weird beauty, like some pictures in Buddhist scriptures.

The cyan light rope symbolizing the Chengtian sword moved from Jing Jiu's wrist to his arm, and now it landed on his neck, replacing the previous Furth sword.

As his arms were chopped off and his ears were torn off, the cyan light rope was visibly dimmed.

Whether Chengtian Sword is a scabbard or a program, its purpose of existence is to control everything with one sword. If everything is destroyed with one sword, what is the use of it?

From a philosophical and logical point of view, this is of course the easiest and most unstoppable way to crack Chengtian Sword.

The question is, after this perfect body is completely destroyed, can Jing Jiu still be alive?

"Sure enough, you're thinking of this crazy idea." Zhao Layue said looking at him with a pale face.

Jing Jiu looked at her and explained earnestly: "This method is also a bit difficult to do, this body is really good."

The body of Wanwu Yijian is of course very good, even if his right hand is the blade of Wanwu Yijian, the sharpest thing in the universe, it is very difficult to cut himself off.

"But you should remember that my body still has some other weaknesses."

Jing Jiu raised his right hand and pointed to the corner of his eye with his fingertips.

Zhao Layue's expression changed slightly, and she wanted to stop him, but she didn't know what to say.

There was a very small crack in the corner of his eye, much thinner than a hair, and it was hard to see with the naked eye.

Even among those people on Shenmo Peak, probably only Zhao Layue knew about it.

Jing Jiu pressed his fingers towards the corners of his eyes.

A sword light emerged from the fingertips and entered the tiny wound.

Slowly slide the fingers down, along the sideburns to the jaw, and then continue down.

Blood dripped from his fingertips, glistening in the sun.

Jing Jiu's fingers did not stop, they continued to pass down the neck, through the chest and abdomen, and then went deeper and deeper.

Hurrah.

The sea is still solidified, so it is not the sound of waves.

Some internal organs that looked like gemstones and chalcedony flowed out from his right hand.

His expression was still calm, and there was no pain in his eyes.

Everyone knows that it must be the ultimate pain.

Even if the body doesn't hurt, how can the soul escape?

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"I seem to have seen this scene in some story."

Shen Yunbu's voice trembled slightly.

Zhuo Rusui said: "It seems that a doll in ancient times violated the rules of heaven and hurt his family, so he had to cut the flesh and return the bone."

Shen Yunbu said with a trembling voice: "I remember it, but...it looks completely different."

Zhuo Rusui was silent for a while, then said, "Yes."

The climax of the story is the climax, which is extraordinarily tragic and even tragic.

What Jing Jiu did was the same thing, but his movements and emotions were so calm, even a little mechanical.

Tong Yan suddenly thought of how she felt when she played chess with Jing Jiu for the first time in Chaoge City Meihui many years ago.

Jing Jiu is such a person.

No matter playing chess or anything else, even at this moment, there must be a clear purpose and precise steps.

He definitely wasn't really bothered by these things, so he must have other ideas if he simply ruined his body.

"Enough!" Shen Yunbu looked at his father and said coldly, "Don't you understand what he means?"

"Crying, making trouble and hanging himself three times?"

Shen Qingshan looked at Jing Jiu and said mockingly: "It's really interesting to threaten me with such a shrew's method."

"I really don't want this body anymore." Jing Jiu said, "I also want to know one more thing. Are you trying to get my body to save the world, or to subdue me to maintain your authority over the world?"

Shen Qingshan said: "What's the difference?"

"If it's the former, if I destroy this body, what will you use to ignite the stars and save mankind?" Jing Jiu asked.

Shen Qingshan looked at him expressionlessly and said: "This body is not yours, you are just a guest."

There is a saying that has been said countless times: every life is a passer-by between heaven and earth.

There is also a similar description: the husband of heaven and earth, the reverse journey of all things.

The reverse journey here means the inn.

They are all saying the same point, we are all guests.

If Wan Wu Yi Jian is a container or a carrier, then Jing Jiu's soul living in it is naturally a guest.

Whether it is sold or destroyed, what reason does the guest have to dispose of the inn?

"It's not yours either." Jing Jiu said.

Shen Qingshan said: "Even if you don't agree that the gods gave me this sword, you should admit that it belongs to Ping Yongjia. Don't forget that he is the real sword spirit. Why would you destroy Wanwuyi without his consent?"

"Wan Wu Yi Jian is like a mother's body or a womb. He is the child born of the sword, just like the relationship between Qing'er and Qing Tian Jian. How can it be said that this sword belongs to him?"

Jing Jiu said: "Everything has no owner, you and I are just passing through, but now that I live here, of course I have the final say."

Is the soul a visitor to the body?

No, more precisely, it should be a material passerby.

"So you threatened me with suicide?" Shen Qingshan stared into his eyes and said.

"Why do you think I'm threatening you with suicide? I won't do such unaesthetic things."

Jing Jiu looked at him and asked, "You said you had read my book before, but do you still remember the plot at the end?"

The novel called "The Way to the Sky" was written in the apartment in the Minsheng block of the Stargate base.

The story naturally ends at the moment of his ascension.

Before he ascended from the Chaotian Continent, all sects in the practice world went to Qingshan to participate in the conference.

Before leaving, he told three stories to the ascetics.

The first story is about Cao Yuan's life experience, and it is about "thinking about it" in cultivating Taoism.

The second story is about Su Ziye's life experience, and it is said that "a person who is dead and upright will not die for thousands of years".

The third story is his own life, about "going undressed."

There are two other similar examples in the original sentence.

Abandoned the Dao body.

Throw the stick.

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Those three stories were Jing Jiu Feisheng's last words before he left. Naturally, various sects in the Chaotian Continent's practice world regard them as the most reasonable, and they have studied them for hundreds of years.

When Tong Yanliu was ten years old and others heard his question, they naturally remembered those three stories, and even remembered many original words in that story, such as the sentence - one day, I will give up this body.

Thinking of the meaning of this sentence, and looking at Jing Jiu who was covered in blood at the moment, everyone was shocked and speechless.

Zhao Layue was the most shocked.

When she was in Chaotian Continent, as early as a hundred years before her ascension, she and Liu Shisui, Tong Yan, and Zhuo Rusui began to discuss matters after ascension. At that time, she was thinking that with Jing Jiu's temperament, she might conflict with those senior immortals.

Now she thought about what Jing Jiu said in the battleship that he had thought of a way to kill the Patriarch before his ascension, and only then did she realize that it was true. At that time, he was wary of the existence of the Patriarch, and he had already figured out what to do!

His soul is inseparable from the sword of all things, and he cannot fight outside the body like Nan Chi. What if you encounter someone who can control everything with a sword after ascension? The Chengtian Sword in Chaotian Continent was destroyed by him, but the Chengtian Sword was forged by the patriarch, so couldn't he make another one? Even if the patriarch is not there, is it possible for other senior Qingshan immortals to practice again?

It turned out that he realized the hidden danger of this perfect body earlier than anyone else.

"This sword is the pool water heated by the sun, and I am a frog. This sword is clothes, and I am a woman who loves beauty. This sword is a stick, and I am a flame that dare not leave. It takes a lot of courage to jump out of the pond, take off your clothes, and burn the stick..."

Jing Jiu looked at Shen Qingshan and said, "Your methods are really good. You finally forced me to this step, forced me to take this step, and gave me the courage to give up. I am grateful for that."

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If the perfect body transformed into a sword of all things is clothes, then take them off.

He helped Xueji leave Chaotian Continent, Qing'er to leave Qingtianjian, and Ping Yongjia to leave Wanwuyi.

That's all.

It's just that Xue Ji, Qing'er, and Ping Yongjia are all born spirit bodies and can exist alone.

He is a human being, and his soul cannot be separated from everything with a sword, so what should we do?

Nothing is inseparable.

When the body is destroyed, what is left is naturally a separate and free soul.

Huaxi by the pond suddenly raised his head and glanced this way.

"Take off your clothes and go... I seem to have heard this sentence somewhere."

Shen Qingshan thought for a while, and then said: "But how can a free soul last long?"

Neither the Sword Demon nor the Nascent Soul can leave the body of a cultivator for a long time, and they are very weak outside the body, like a candle in the wind, which may go out at any time. That's how Luo Huainan died back then.

Shen Qingshan said that Nan Chi used the way of leaving the body of the sword ghost because he thought that the time limit would come to an end. What Jing Jiu has to do now is to completely destroy his body, leaving only his soul, so how does he plan to continue living?

Jing Jiu said: "So far no one has walked the avenue, so we can only walk and see."

"You are lucky enough to transfer your soul to Wan Wu Yi Jian, but now you have to leave? If you leave Wan Wu Yi, where are you going? Seize the house? No body can bear your soul."

Shen Qingshan said: "Or are you going to enter the Qingtian Jian or the Great Nirvana? At that time, you can only become the Qingtian Jianling or the grieving ghost controlled by the Huanxi Monk. How is it different from the situation you fear most?"

Shen Yunbu's voice sounded, unprecedentedly serious.

"I also think you should be more cautious. The old man is as afraid of death as you are. He has done a lot of research on souls, and he has even gone further than Monk Huanxi. Remember the pair of black-clothed fairy brothers on Mars? And Tong Yan, those replicants you saw in the old house. He has done countless experiments, thinking that the soul can be transferred perfectly, or exist forever, but they all failed."

Jing Jiu knew that Shen Qingshan's warning and Shen Yunbu's reminder were both reasonable—there are spirit bodies like Qing'er in Chaotian Continent, and there are also those resentful souls. But those are not real, separate souls. Looking at the history of the entire cultivation world, apart from the reincarnation of Chan Zi, he is the only one who has tried the soul transfer once.

Brother Taiping Daoist's eclosion had a huge problem, and he couldn't be considered a success in the end. After Zenzi was reincarnated, he retained some memories of his previous life, but he didn't know if it was him - he would not accept these two states.

All Things One Sword is special after all.

And he never thought about reincarnating his soul again.

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The sky full of sword intent came like sea rain and wind.

Come to this world where everything is quiet.

Jing Jiu's body exuded brighter and brighter metallic luster, and even swallowed the wheelchair under him, and those blood and miserable wounds were even more invisible.

The body of the sword of all things gradually appeared.

"What a peerless sword." Shen Qingshan said with emotion: "I haven't seen it for many years."

Daoist Taiping said something similar back then.

In the blazing light, one can vaguely see Jing Jiu's right hand continuing to fall.

Will this peerless sword really be destroyed like this?

"A man cannot stand up by his own hair, how can a sword cut himself off?"

Shen Yunbu looked at that place, somewhat bewildered and excited, and said, "I really want to know what the final picture will be."

No one saw the final picture, because the sword light was too bright and dazzling.

A light and shadow came out of the sword light.

That light and shadow is not high, it is a child, but the face cannot be seen clearly, and the gender cannot be distinguished.

Is this Jing Jiu's soul?

The child's bare feet fell on the sand, and he took a step forward awkwardly, as if he had just learned to walk.

This may be the first step for a child.

It is also the most important step for human beings.