Chapter 300: A Fighter

Time is the fairest thing. When the tenant workers of Guocheng Temple celebrate the New Year, Baicheng, which is far away on the edge of the snow field, also celebrates the New Year.

Because of the warmer weather, more believers came to Baicheng to kowtow this year, and it seemed a bit lively.

Sitting on the threshold of the small temple in the winter, listening to the noise coming from a distance, he frowned slightly, took out a cucumber and gnawed a couple of bites, only to feel refreshed.

The deep voice sounded behind her: "I have melons and fruits all the year round, why don't you eat them?"

Guo Dong said: "It's always the same, I'm already tired of eating it."

Over the years, she often came to Baicheng to see him, and spent several New Years with him.

The sword master was silent for a while, and asked: "That year you said that everyone started to worry, including you?"

Guo Dong didn't answer his question, but instead said: "He Zhan said that there are only female disciples in the nunnery, so he doesn't want to go."

The sword saint said: "What are you going to do?"

Guo Dong said: "You told me that the generation of Guocheng Temple has not passed on the red dust."

The Sword Sage said, "Zhanzi confirmed in his letter that Jing Jiu has nothing to do with the temple."

Guo Dong said, "What do you think of He Zhan?"

The sword sage said, "I will write a letter back to the monastery."

He will definitely try to get this thing done.

Because it represents her recognition of herself.

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Tonglu and Su Ziye went to the West Sea one after another, and Pei Baifa, the head of the Wuen Sect, hid somewhere and waited to move.

Only He Zhan and Tong Yan remained in the vegetable garden of Baotong Temple.

"It's already Chinese New Year!"

He Zhan said angrily, "Does she really have to wait until the red cabbage moss is on the market before she allows me to leave?"

Tong Yan sat by the window looking at the chessboard, thinking about the conversation a few days ago, guessing Guo Dong's real identity, and didn't listen to his complaints at all.

He Zhan walked up to him and said, "I'm under the control of my elders, why don't you go back to Yunmeng Mountain?"

Tong Yan put down the chess pieces, looked at Can Xue outside the window, thought of her junior sister in the mountains, and remained silent.

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The highest point of Yunmeng Mountain.

The sea of ​​clouds outside the cliff is like a snowfield.

Bai Zao withdrew her gaze, no longer thinking about those experiences in the snow field, and put the fruit plate and wine pot on the stone table.

The Zhongzhou School is different from the Qingshan School in that it has closer contact with the secular world and relatively more fireworks.

Every year during the Chinese New Year, the head couple would leave the cave to have a meal with their beloved daughter.

This is often the only chance to see his parents early in the year.

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Still at the request of Qingrong Peak, when it first snowed, a hole was opened in the Qingshan formation, and snowflakes fell on the peaks.

No one bothered, the snow on the top of Shenmo Peak has not melted.

Jing Jiu came out of the cave, and was slightly taken aback when he saw the appearance covered in silver makeup in the mountains.

Thousands of mountains and birds are still alive, and there are no traces of people. It is very lonely.

I don't know if Zhao Layue and the others are away for something, or they are practicing in seclusion.

Jing Jiu walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the flagpole-like tail on the snow, and felt a rare sense of leisure, flicking it from the air.

There was a soft snap.

The snow-white tail exploded directly, like fluffy white thatch.

The white cat bounced out of the snow, screamed angrily at Jing Jiu, bared its fangs, and seemed ready to pounce at any moment.

After a while, Han Chan came out from the snow nearby, shivering, looking extremely frightened.

The excited shouts of the apes came from the mountains.

Shenmo Peak became lively.

Gu Qing and Yuan Qu appeared at the window of the Dao Palace, and they were very happy to see the figure of Jing Jiu by the cliff.

Zhao Layue came with a sword, looked at him and asked in surprise, "It's solved?"

She thought to herself that she really deserved to be the most remarkable genius in the cultivation world for thousands of years, and she actually solved such a difficult problem in cultivation in just one winter.

Jing Jiu said, "No."

Zhao Layue asked in a daze, "Then what are you doing here?"

Jing Jiu said, "It's time."

Cultivation is not learning, let alone talking about love, there is no such thing as sincerity and gold and stone.

Many practitioners do not understand this truth, or they can only use these to comfort themselves out of helplessness.

——Admitting that one’s talents are limited and that one has come to an end is always difficult.

Such practitioners will become dead bones in the cave, such as those in the hidden peaks of Qingshan, such as those in Yunmeng Houshan.

For Jing Jiu, a hundred days is the upper limit of thinking about something.

If you can't figure it out in a hundred days, then it's pointless to think about it for more time, it's just stupid repetition.

At this time, you need to find another way.

Zhao Layue understood, and asked, "Shiyue Peak or Wuenmen?"

On Shiyue Peak, there is a panacea, and there are countless practice books collected by the Qingshan Sect.

Wuenmen is also a master of swordsmanship, so it is possible to find some relevant information.

This is the truth of the stone from other mountains.

Jing Jiu shook his head.

He has already determined that the way of swordsmanship he cultivated in this life is different from the way of the Qingshan School and even all the sword schools in Chaotian Continent.

He must find a completely new method, that is to say, he needs to establish a new way.

Zhao Layue was a little worried and asked, "Then what should I do?"

Jing Jiu said, "I'll ask a friend for help."

Lu Qing was a little surprised, thinking, is there anyone else who is qualified to teach you?

Zhao Layue was a little surprised, thinking that you actually have friends?

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Establishing a new way when the old way fails, sounds simple, but it is actually the most difficult thing in the world of Taoism.

The difficulty lies in a new word.

Where did Jing Jiu go for help?

It's not Wuenmen, and it's not Guocheng Temple, because the way of cultivating Taoism in the world is ever-changing, and it's all people who cultivate.

If you want to establish a new way, you have to look further afield.

That friend in the foreign land was born like heaven and earth, and he didn't need to practice at all, so he couldn't help him. The life in the snow field was completely different from human beings, and they couldn't communicate with each other.

Only the underworld is different from the human world, but the essence of life is not much different.

Jing Jiu had already made up his mind before leaving the customs, and said, "I'm going to Chaoge City."

Zhao Layue naturally wanted to follow him, Gu Qing and Yuan Qu said they wanted to accompany him to serve, but he refused.

"You stay in the mountains to practice well."

Jing Jiu looked at Zhao Layue and said, "Don't let Zhuo Rusui get past you."

This is the second time he mentioned this matter.

Zhao Layue didn't quite understand, and said, "I'm afraid it's not safe for you to go out of the mountain alone."

There are very few practitioners in the world who dare to attack Qingshan disciples.

The problem is that there are ghosts inside Qingshan, and they have tried to kill Jing Jiu several times.

Jing Jiu understood what she meant, and said, "I will bring Ah Da with me."

The white cat was vigilant, and its long hair stood up, like a huge dandelion.

It thought to itself why should it go with you?

Jing Jiu said a word to it.

"fight."

The white cat's eyes narrowed, and after a while, it gradually returned to normal, and it meowed softly.

Jing Jiu said, "I'll give it to the one you don't like."

The white cat was obviously dissatisfied with his proposal, but couldn't find a better way, so he turned his head resentfully.

Is this the promise to leave with Jing Jiu?

Zhao Layue and the others were a little surprised.

What exactly does Jing Jiu mean by the word Dou, and why can Master Baigui change his attitude in an instant?

Is the word Dou the star's dou or the soldier's dou?