Chapter 363 Laughter Like a Barbell or a Silver Bell

Yingxian Valley was quiet.

People looked at Jing Jiu and the small sedan chair with green curtains, their faces were full of shock and bewilderment, and felt that this matter was so absurd.

Nan Wang was slightly annoyed and asked what everyone present wanted to ask: "What are you messing around with? How can disciples from Qingshan fight on behalf of other factions?"

"I can't represent Qingshan, I can only use other methods."

Jing Jiu's tone was very calm, just narrating, without any other emotions.

But what he meant was very clear, and he must attend the conference.

Nan Wang was furious, and shouted: "Don't tell me you want to leave Qingshan and go to Shuiyue Nunnery to become a nun!"

Everyone looked at Jing Jiu, waiting for his answer.

For ascetics, sect affiliation is the most important thing, Jing Jiu's approach is really unbelievable.

What's even more incredible is that Shuiyuean actually agreed.

"While asking if the rules of the General Assembly do not prohibit it, I can represent any sect in the battle without leaving Qingshan."

Jing Jiu's expression was still calm, taking it for granted, as if what he said had nothing to do with the word absurd.

Several female disciples of Xuanling Sect opened their eyes wide, showing incredulous expressions, and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Jing Jiu to be... actually..."

"He's just such a brazen guy."

He said angrily, "I haven't done what I promised, how many years has it been!"

Nan Wang is the one who is the most angry and disappointed, because she thinks more.

Jing Jiu actually wanted to fight on behalf of another faction, and Shuiyuean accepted... You know Jing Jiu is Jing Jing's disciple, could this be what Lian Sanyue meant?

She couldn't allow such a thing to happen, she moved her sleeves slightly, and was about to knock Jing Jiu unconscious and take him away.

Fang Jingtian looked around, and found that many people from sects who were at odds with Qingshan were watching the scene, and the Yueqianmen of the Zhongzhou faction even smiled, and said with a slightly gloomy face, "We'll discuss this matter later."

After saying this, he walked towards the mountain residence hidden in the peak.

In his mind, the Qingshan disciples would naturally leave with him, and only Jing Jiu would be left where he was.

Unexpectedly, Yao Songshan, Lei Yijing and other disciples of Liangwang Peak all walked towards Jing Jiu, greeted the junior uncle with great respect, and then left.

Noticing this, Fang Jingtian's eyes became colder.

Naturally, Gu Qing didn't leave, and stood behind Jing Jiu.

Everyone in Shuiyue Temple also left.

The little girl who was going to participate in the questioning meeting gave Jing Jiu a look, thinking that she must ask the Grand Master to take back her life after she went back.

Jing Jiu led Gu Qing up the mountain, and followed the Qingshan people from afar.

Even if he wants to fight on behalf of Shuiyuean, he still has to live in the place of Qingshanzong, and he is not prepared to really betray the sect.

A girl came out, with a few cute freckles on her face, and bowed down to Jing Jiu.

Jing Zongque Niang, Mei Huiqi has won the first place for three consecutive years.

She thinks that Tong Yan and Jing Jiu are her masters in the game of chess, and when they meet today, they will naturally come to salute.

Jing Jiu nodded slightly and walked past her.

Then several disciples of Daze and Xuanling Sect came out to salute, they were all rescued from the snowy field by him back then.

Lu Jin, Wu Mingzhong, and Yin Qingmo, the three team members who participated in the Taoist war with him, also came today, and they all stepped forward to salute.

Sese chased up like a bird, and said with a bit of admiration and sarcasm: "You can do it, and you are so familiar with Shuiyuean."

Jing Jiu said, "What do you want from me?"

Sese thought about what you promised me? Suddenly watching a white shadow flash past in the distance, he said with a smile: "Your family is here, I will find time to talk to you."

Jing Jiu understood that what she had to do seemed rather troublesome, so it was inconvenient to elaborate on this occasion.

Lu Qing suddenly said: "Master, I will wait for you in front."

Looking at the still weak figure of the woman under the green pine in front of him, Jing Jiu hummed.

Twilight leaked from the canopy of the green pine and turned into countless strands, falling on the two of them.

Fluttering in white.

The white skirt fluttered.

What a couple.

Seeing this scene, the practitioners in Yingxian Valley felt such emotion in their hearts.

Those practitioners who participated in the snowfield road battle that year even recalled the scene of that year.

The practitioners gradually dispersed, leaving the green pines and tranquility by the cliff to the two.

This is Yunmeng Mountain, no one wants Fairy Baizao to dislike it.

"Okay... is senior alright?"

Bai Zao looked at him and asked curiously.

If Guo Dong was really the senior brother Tong Yan guessed, why would he lose to the Sword God in the West Sea and be rescued by Jing Jiu?

Before Jing Jiu could speak, she continued, "You have been with her for the past three years? Did you become her disciple, so Shuiyuean would agree to represent you in the battle?"

She had a lot of questions, but she came up with explanations by herself in the process of speaking.

This reasoning is very reasonable, and it is most in line with her wishes.

Jing Jiu didn't expect that she would guess that the person in Xihai was him. He was a little surprised and said, "She's not bad."

Looking at the iron sword on his back, Bai Zao was a little surprised and said, "When I was in Chaoge City, I felt that your realm had broken through. I thought the shutter-roller was wrong."

Jing Jiu said: "Thinking that someone will come to make trouble, I hide some strength."

His tone was very calm, but Bai Zao found it very sweet, because it represented trust.

And if it was changed to before, he must be too lazy to explain. She felt that his attitude towards her had really changed a lot.

"Then do you really want to fight on behalf of Shuiyuean?"

Bai Zao said worriedly: "I'm afraid Qingshan's teacher will not agree, and he will be very angry."

Jing Jiu said, "I don't have a teacher in Qingshan."

Only then did Bai Zao realize that he is the reincarnated disciple of Master Jingyang, and there is indeed no one in Qingshan who is his teacher, and suddenly thought of something, a little scared, patted his chest and said: "Fortunately, we are not from the same sect, otherwise, wouldn't I want to call you uncle?"

Jing Jiu thought that it should be the master uncle.

Bai Zao said earnestly: "I don't know the specifics of the conference this time. I only know that it may be related to the Yunmeng Realm. I will tell you after I find out."

Jing Jiu said, "Okay."

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The residence arranged by the Zhongzhou School for Qingshan is in the deepest part of Yingxian Valley, and there are more than ten wooden houses scattered in front of the cliff.

Those wooden houses are made of precious hardwood, called molt houses.

The reason why it has such a scary name is because the surface of those hardwoods has been manually cut with countless nicks with a small knife, forming extremely beautiful and strange dense patterns, which look like the skin of a snake. It feels very comfortable to the touch, even when sitting or lying down.

Gu Qing led Jing Jiu into a wooden house.

Outside the fence behind the wooden house is a cliff, and the clouds and mist below are shrouded, which is quite fairy-like.

Jing Jiu glanced at him.

Gu Qing called out the flying sword, and it fell silently in the surrounding air. Countless sword lights wove into a dense net like silk, and then gradually disappeared.

This is a form in Chengtian Sword Art, which can be like some formations to isolate the prying eyes of the divine sense.

Jing Jiu was quite satisfied with his improvement, so he gave some pointers.

"Chengtian swordsmanship is the imitation and reconstruction of battles, but it is swordsmanship after all. Don't use it too rigidly, it will lose your spirit."

Gu Qing listened carefully, and said: "Brother Zhuo's mastery of Chengtian swordsmanship is superior to mine, and he also used real swords from at least four peaks that day."

Jing Jiu said, "So what? Could he win the twelfth lunar month?"

Lu Qing was very distressed, thinking that at that time countless pairs of eyes looked at the aunt and indeed lost, how should I answer your question?

He said seriously: "Brother Zhuo is really strong."

Jing Jiu untied the iron sword and handed it to him, sat on the floor in front of the railing, looked at the clouds and mist outside the cliff and said, "No matter how strong it is, it cannot be stronger than the twelfth lunar month."

Holding the iron sword in his hand, Lu Qing thought to himself, how can this conversation continue?

He suddenly thought of something, and said: "I remembered, before the sword test that day, Senior Aunt once said a word to Junior Brother Yuan."

"What words?"

"At that time, Junior Brother Yuan was a little frustrated because of Wang Xiaoming's affairs. Wang Xiaoming is the leader of Xuanyin. Back then, you..."

"Don't mention things that are not important."

Lu Qing thought to himself that it was the person you were determined to kill, Master. It took several years to find out the shutter man, so it doesn't matter.

"What my aunt told my junior at the time was that most of the power of the evil way is faked from external objects. If she doesn't suppress the Forsi sword now, she can fight through the sea..."

The more Gu Qing thought about it, the more puzzled he became, and said, "No matter how strong Senior Brother Zhuo is, he can't reach the Sea Breaking Realm. If that's the case, why did Senior Aunt lose?"

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "What an idiot, I don't even know what's going on in her mind."

Only then did Lu Qing understand why Master thought that Wang Xiaoming's affairs were not important.

It's rare for Master to reveal his true feelings, but he actually listened to him...

He was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands. Fortunately, Yao Songshan's voice of greeting came from the front of the house at this time.

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The vestibule of the Moulting House was already full.

Fang Jingtian sat at the top, Nan Wang sat on the left, Tianguang Peak Elder Bai Rujing sat opposite an Elder of Shiyue Peak.

The rest of the disciples stood naturally, Zhuo Rusui was inconspicuous in the crowd.

This is the rhythm of Aoyama's discussion.

Jing Jiu walked in, looked at the situation in the room, and stood where he was, without any intention of saluting.

The atmosphere in the room was a little tense.

Gu Qing looked around, moved a chair over, placed it under Nan Wang's hands, and retreated into the crowd.

Jing Jiu was very satisfied with Gu Qing's performance, but seeing him put the chair so close to Nan Wang, he was a little dissatisfied.

In terms of trouble, Lian Sanyue naturally ranks first.

The second is Nan Wang.

Otherwise, why would he have retreated in the cave at every turn? You must know that it is better to practice air on the edge of a cliff.

At that time, the young girl Nan Wang was drunk every night on the top of Qingrong Peak, singing Nanman love songs to the opposite side.

Opposite Qingrong Peak is Shenmo Peak.

very noisy.

Jing Jiu thought about these things and sat down on the chair.

The tense atmosphere in the room immediately dissipated, but it was a little embarrassing.

Lu Qing moved the chair over to remind everyone that his master and these four elders are of the same generation.

It's fine to discuss matters, but don't act like an interrogator.

Nan Wang was impatient and asked, "What's going on between you and Shuiyuean?"

Jing Jiu said, "It's nothing."

Nan Wang rolled his eyes and said, "Then why would they agree to your ridiculous behavior?"

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "Realist Jingyang has an old relationship with Shuiyuean, maybe it's because of this."

The last thing Nan Wang wanted to hear was this answer.

Before she could get angry, there was a furious voice in the room.

Bai Rujing said sharply: "You are my Qingshan disciple, how can you represent another faction to participate in the Asking Conference!"

Jing Jiu would answer Nan Wang's question, although he was not distracted, but he didn't even look at him.

Bai Rujing was even more angry, and shouted: "This matter is impossible, unless you want to be expelled from the mountain gate!"

Jing Jiu still ignored him, just quietly looking at the ground.

In the crowd, Zhuo Rusui was also looking at the ground with drooping eyelids.

Except for the two people watching the ground and Gu Qing who left without knowing when, everyone in the room was looking at Fang Jingtian.

As the third person in Qingshan after the real master and Jianlu Yuanqijing, only he is qualified to make the final decision.

Fang Jingtian said indifferently: "There is no such reason, unless you do not regard yourself as a disciple of Qingshan, you can do this."

Jing Jiu still ignored it.

The discussion turned into a one-sided talk with no return, and the atmosphere in the room became even more awkward.

Gu Qing walked in, took a cup of tea and put it on the coffee table beside Jing Jiu.

The awkward atmosphere eased a little.

Jing Jiu didn't think it was necessary, but he didn't want to take away his disciple's kindness, so he took a sip from his teacup.

Bai Rujing became even angrier, pointed at Gu Qing and said, "How can you become a great way if you only know how to flatter someone! There really is a master and an apprentice!"

Now Gu Qing not only has a good reputation in Qingshan Nine Peaks, but also in the cultivation world.

He is the teacher of Prince Jingyao, and he is extremely meticulous and thoughtful, taking care of Shenmo Peak's affairs very well.

But there are also some derogatory comments, saying that he is a teacher who is too flattering.

Lu Qing didn't care much about these discussions, but today it came from Mr. Qingshan, so the situation is naturally different.

His face changed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Jing Jiu put down his teacup, looked at Bai Rujing and said, "You also teach apprentices?"

He was talking about Liu Shisui.

Most of the people in the room are Liangwang Peak disciples, who are very aware of the past.

Liu Shisui made great contributions in the battle of Yuntai and returned to Qingshan.

Bai Rujing, who was extremely ruthless to him back then, wanted to accept him as a disciple again, but was rejected by Liu Shisui.

Bai Rujing lost face.

Qingshan Jiufeng knew it and couldn't mention this matter in front of him.

But Jing Jiu said it out.

Bai Rujing blushed slightly, and said, "At least I didn't teach anyone who was imprisoned by the sword..."

Jing Jiu didn't want to hear any more, so he stood up.

Others didn't do much, but Fang Jingtian's pupils shrank.

Jing Jiu turned around and walked outside the house.

Gu Qing naturally followed.

Behavior that appears to be rude can mean tough.

He doesn't care about this Qingshan discussion.

No one is qualified to judge whether he is a disciple of Qingshan.

"Absurd! Absurd!"

Bai Rujing shouted angrily: "After the sect master comes, this person must be severely punished! No, he must be expelled from the mountain gate!"

Nan Wang glanced at him sideways, wondering if he was an idiot?

Fang Jingtian remained silent, thinking in his heart, knowing that he is not a junior uncle, why was he a little scared when he got up just now?

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The Zhongzhou faction invited all sects in the world, and countless ascetics gathered here.

For many casual cultivators and practitioners of small sects, although they are not qualified to ask questions, it is an extremely rare opportunity to come to observe the ceremony and hear the Tao, which will have a great impact on their future practice. One must know that at this event, the head of the Zhongzhou faction Tan Zhenzhen and the head of Qingshan Liu Zhenren will preach in person, only the elder Taishang of Shuiyue Temple declined the invitation.

It is indeed a rare opportunity to hear two top heaven-reaching masters preach, and possibly see a demonstration of Taoism.

Jing Jiu asked Gu Qing not to serve him, but to listen carefully for a few days.

Of course he would not go by himself, sitting by the railing looking at the valley in the clouds, thinking about things quietly.

Everyone should be listening to the preaching of the two real people. He thought that no one would disturb him, but he didn't expect the sound of silver bells to come along with the mountain wind.

Sese sat beside him and complained, "Can you still do what you promised me?"

Jing Jiu said, "Do it."

Sese smiled innocently and said, "Help me kill the old lady."

Jing Jiu glanced at her.

He has seen many strange things and heard many unimaginable requests, but it is the first time that he is asked to help him kill his grandma.

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "Okay."

Sese was very happy and laughed like a silver bell.

The silver bell on her wrist rang softly, as if she was also laughing.

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(Tsk tut twice first, and then a friend asked how many chapters to write for the conference. I said in advance that many chapters will be written~ because I like the plot of the design very much.)