Chapter 296 The Thinker

The sign of Wuzhangjing is that the flying sword can be hidden in the sword pill.

Since Jing Jiu is in the Unchanging Realm, why can't he even do the most basic things?

Neither Gu Han nor Yuan Qu had ever heard of such a thing, let alone figured out a way to solve it.

The air in the cave was suddenly quiet.

And for a while.

Jing Jiu came to his senses and said, "Just pretend I didn't say anything."

Gu Han and Yuan Qu looked at each other, a little embarrassed.

Zhao Layue came up with an idea.

"Retreat."

In her mind, Master Jingyang's uncle had such an astonishing level of cultivation back then, all because he often retreated in Shenmo Peak for more than a hundred years.

It's not like now... Even if you are still a peerless genius, how could you be so lazy and inattentive in your practice all these years.

In fact, this is a misunderstanding.

Regardless of whether it was the previous life or the present life, Jing Jiu didn't really agree with the retreat that is common in the world of Taoism.

The reason why he seldom leaves Shenmo Peak and claims to have been in seclusion for more than a hundred years is mainly because he doesn't want to see idlers and take care of other matters.

According to his opinion, unless the practice reaches some critical junctures and cannot be disturbed by others, it is necessary to isolate yourself from the world and concentrate on breaking through. Usually practice is nothing but quiet meditation, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and comprehending the truth of heaven and earth. Why do you have to lock yourself in the cave for so long?

After hearing this, Zhao Layue remembered that Jing Jiu was not an ordinary ascetic.

Ordinary ascetics, including her, often need to retreat. Except for the critical moment of breaking the boundary, even if it is just a normal practice, if they can have a quieter, independent space that will not be disturbed, of course it will be more conducive to absorbing the spiritual energy of the world and refining the Dao heart.

Jing Jiu didn't need to do this.

Everyone in Shenmo Peak knows that he can practice even while lying on a bamboo chair.

Even many times, there is a cat squatting on his head, and a cicada squatting on the cat.

He seems to be able to enter the state of enlightened Dao Xin anytime, anywhere.

Zhao Layue even had a feeling that he might have been in this state all along.

That's an awesome talent.

"Then why does senior brother Zhuo Rusui of Tianguang Peak keep retreating?"

Yuan Qu asked curiously.

Zhuo Rusui was the closed-door disciple of the Master Master, and also the most talented person before Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui, and had a high status among Qingshan's disciples.

Even though Zhao Layue has become the Lord of Shenmo Peak these years, and Liu Shisui has done so many great things, they still haven't been able to change this.

The reason is simple, because he has been retreating.

From the first day many disciples entered Qingshan, they knew that there was a Senior Brother Zhuo in Tianguang Peak who was retreating.

Until many years later, that Senior Brother Zhuo was still retreating.

Not to mention those disciples, even Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu had never met Zhuo Rusui.

There are quite a few ascetics who have retreated for decades or even longer, but it is really rare for a young ascetic like Zhuo Rusui to retreat for more than ten years when he first entered the mountain gate.

Anything that is done to the extreme will be very remarkable. As the retreat time gets longer, Zhuo Rusui will become more and more mysterious and eye-catching.

Jing Jiu said, "In terms of officialdom in the world, he is a supporter."

Gu Qing understood what he meant, smiled and said nothing.

Yuan Qu understood the meaning of raising hope, but he didn't understand what it had to do with Zhuo Rusui's retreat.

Jing Jiu asked: "The imperial court wants to recruit a celebrity to be an official. If the official position he gives doesn't match his imagination, what will he do?"

"Naturally, he refuses to accept his resignation, so that his reputation will be higher, and he may get more in the future..."

Yuan Qu said: "But I still don't understand, Qingshan Sect has no official position, what is Senior Brother Zhuo waiting for?"

"What he was waiting for was a moment, a moment when he could confirm that he was the strongest of Qingshan's younger generation."

Jing Jiu said: "I can even imagine those scenes. In the past ten years or so, he has successfully broke through the realm a few times. When he was in joy, he suddenly knew that there was a young fellow in Qingshan who had broken through the realm more successfully than him. After being shocked, he could only go back to the cave in depression."

Gu Qing and Yuan Qu naturally looked at Zhao Layue.

Many records of the Qingshan sect's practice are in Shenmo Peak, either Jingyang Daoist or Zhao Layue.

What Jing Jiu said was the latter.

Zhao Layue looked at him and said, "It would be mean to guess the same family without proof."

Jing Jiu said: "It's not speculation. The head of the sect accepts him as a closed disciple, so he must like him very much, and what a person likes the most is the person who is most like himself."

Zhao Layue said, "I don't think I resemble you at all."

Jing Jiu said, "Actually, they are quite similar."

Zhao Layue was startled, and said, "You seem to talk a lot today."

"If you want me to retreat, then I will say everything in the future."

Jing Jiu looked at her and said, "When I'm retreating, don't delay your practice, you can't let him pass by."

Zhao Layue said impatiently: "You should worry about yourself."

She respected Jing Jiu very much, but she deliberately acted indifferent in front of others, but at this time she really couldn't help it.

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For ascetics, retreat is of course a big deal.

They had never seen Jing Jiu retreat, only seen him lying on a bamboo chair, so they were naturally more cautious.

Zhao Layue wrote the sword book and informed the peaks, then inserted the Forsi sword into the stone wall, and activated the forbidden array to seal the entire Shenmo Peak.

The stone gate of the Dongfu slowly closed.

She said to Gu Qing and Yuan Qu: "It's hard to say how many years he has been in seclusion, he doesn't need to stay here all the time, let's leave first, and come back in a few days."

There were several monkey cries from between the cliffs, and the peak was deserted.

The white cat slowly walked out of the cave, squinted its eyes and looked at Qiuyang with an indescribably contented expression.

The forbidden array of Shenmo Peak has been opened, it can come out to bask in the sun at any time, it is really happy, but it is a bit regretful that it can no longer squat on the head of Jing Jiu.

A light smoke rose from the ground, accompanied by a clear rubbing sound, Han Chan ran out, and squatted cautiously beside the white cat.

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There are many caves in Shenmo Peak that are not used.

Jing Jiu randomly found a cave in the depths of the peak and walked in.

The setting in the cave is very simple, a stone bed, no futons, clear springs dripping from the walls, and nothing else.

He didn't form seals or form formations like other ascetics retreated. He went directly to the stone bed and sat down, which seemed very casual.

He sat cross-legged, his body leaned forward slightly, his right elbow rested on his knee, his right hand rested on his chin, and he began to meditate.

He thought about it for more than ten days.

During this process, he didn't get up once, didn't take a sip of spring water, and didn't even change his posture.

After Zhao Layue and others made sure that he was not afraid of being disturbed, they came to see him twice, but they didn't understand what he was doing at all, they only had one feeling.

Jing Jiu, who is meditating, is really like the immortals in the famous murals of Shuanglin Temple, with a solemn and mysterious beauty.

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One day, Jing Jiu opened his eyes, looked at the iron sword beside him, and thought a little.

The iron sword flew up and came to him.

According to the cultivation methods of the Qingshan School or other sword schools, after entering the Wuzhang Realm, as long as you move your mind, the flying sword will merge with the sword pill.

This process is generally referred to as closing the sword.

There are many ways for ascetics to withdraw their swords, some will make the flying sword disappear immediately, and some will swallow the flying sword in one gulp.

There are also some more partial sword-receiving techniques, for example, the elders of the Ancient Sword School prefer to transport the sword pellets out of the body and greet the flying sword in the air.

For sword cultivators in Wuzhang Realm, withdrawing the sword is the easiest thing.

But Jing Jiu couldn't do it, no matter how he activated his sword consciousness, the iron sword still couldn't get close to his body.

If you observe carefully, you may be able to find that the iron sword seems to be in awe, and it can even be said to be fear.