Chapter 366
There are many things that people don't need to shout about to be known, such as Bai Zao's affection for Jing Jiu, such as the outcome of this Qingshan sword fight.
Before breaking the tree, Zhuo Rusui raised his sleeve to wipe off the blood from the corner of his lips, and looked at Jing Jiu with strange eyes.
At the previous moment, Jing Jiu could easily kill him, and the victory was naturally decided.
Is the legendary innate invisible sword body really so powerful that it can ignore the difference in realm?
"If Junior Brother Zhuo didn't let you, how could you have the chance to sneak attack and hurt him?"
A cold voice sounded in the night sky.
Everyone was slightly shocked when they heard the words, thinking about the previous scene, they found that this statement made sense.
Fights between cultivators rarely stand so close like Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui did before—Zhuo Rusui is a perfect beginner in Youye, and he just needs to distance himself to crush him with his realm. No matter how advanced Jing Jiu's kendo is, no matter how abundant his sword essence is, no matter how invisible his sword is, he has no chance.
At the very beginning, He Zhan told Tong Yan that Zhuo Rusui was yielding to Jing Jiu, and that was the reason.
What surprised people even more was that the voice came from everyone in Qingshan.
The man didn't control his volume so that everyone could hear it, obviously on purpose.
Jing Jiu raised his head to look at the night sky, and remembered that the disciple was named Jian Ruyun, who came from Liangwang Peak.
For some reason, Jian Ruyun was always vigilant against Liu Shisui, and did not give up pursuing the Zuo Yi case, and ended up taking the life of his own brother Jian Ruoshan.
After that incident, his hatred towards Shen Mofeng and Liu Shisui became even stronger, how could he watch Jing Jiu leave just then, and speak out directly to tell the truth.
Jing Jiu walked back to the iron sword, stretched out his hand, pulled the sword out of the ground, and flung it towards the night sky.
The seemingly random movement was just waving his sleeves, but a strong wind was born in the valley.
A beam of sword light pierced through the air, pointing directly at the people in Qingshan.
The sword light was extremely straight, as if an invisible giant hand had drawn a stroke on the night.
Accompanied by a thunderous sound, Tie Jian came to the sky more than ten miles away, and came to Jian Ruyun's body.
The sword came so fast, Jian Ruyun didn't react at all, and was killed right before he saw it.
Suddenly, a slender finger stretched out and flicked lightly on the iron sword.
There was a crisp sword cry, and the iron sword turned back.
Nan Wang retracted his finger, smiled and said nothing.
The iron sword returned to the ground at a faster speed, and Jing Jiu reached out to take it.
It wasn't until then that Jian Ruyun realized it.
His face was a little pale, and he knew that if Master Nan hadn't intervened to stop him, he would have been separated from his body at this time.
There was an uproar in the night sky.
He Zhan and the others in the valley were even more shocked and speechless.
Zhuo Rusui, who was in front of the broken tree, looked at Jing Jiu with weird eyes.
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The uproar was followed by dead silence.
There was no sound in the night sky.
What kind of realm is it to kill a disciple of Liangwang Peak with a single sword at a distance of more than ten miles?
Jing Jiu's sword was very casual, and it was obvious that there was still room for strength, indicating that the realm might still be higher than what was shown.
Could it be that he has reached the middle of the wild now? Already surpassed Zhuo Ru's age?
If this is the case, then Jian Ruyun's words, He Zhan's opinion, and everyone's guesses have become a joke.
If at the beginning, Zhuo Rusui really relied on his higher realm and wielding a sword from a long distance to attack, he would only lose even worse.
Nan Wang looked at Bai Rujing and asked mockingly, "Do you still want to drive him out of the mountain gate?"
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"It seems inconvenient today."
Jing Jiu held the iron sword and walked up to Bai Zao.
The piece of cloth was thrown to the ground by him, and it was burnt by the sword fire before, so it can no longer be used.
Bai Zao nodded, and then took out a piece of white cloth like a magic trick.
Jing Jiu took the white cloth and found that it was made of silkworm silk. He nodded his head and wrapped the iron sword with the cloth and tied it on his back.
He Zhan asked in bewilderment, "Now that we all know that you have broken through and roamed the world, why do you still carry this sword on your back?"
Jing Jiu can indeed put the iron sword into his body now, but it doesn't really put it into his body.
It's like he is now undisputedly the youngest practitioner of the wandering middle realm, but that's not the real wandering realm.
In other words, his iron sword still cannot be integrated with Jianwan, because the new way he cultivated does not need to use the iron sword to raise another sword ghost.
It is a bit troublesome to hide the iron sword in that far away place and take it out every time you use it.
Although he never thought about this problem every time he took the bamboo chair.
It is also very troublesome to explain this matter, so Jing Jiu did not explain.
At some point, Zhuo Rusui sat on the section of the broken tree and asked, "What kind of sword technique is this? I have never seen it, and it has never been written in the book."
Jing Jiu said, "There are many sword techniques you haven't seen before. Don't sleep in the cave all the time. It's good for you to come out and take a walk."
After saying this, he turned and walked out of the valley.
Looking at his back, people have mixed emotions.
Many people are amazed.
After Zhao Layue was born, she was invincible again. Zhuo Rusui finally won a match, but Jing Jiu won back within two days.
The Shenmo Peak, where Immortal Jingyang's cave is located, is indeed a sacred place in the practice world, and the people who come out are all real monsters.
Bai Zao was the happiest, or rather gratified, to see Jing Jiu wandering through the realm and even entering the middle realm.
Jing Jiu hadn't been delayed by Xue Yuan for six years, and her sense of guilt was greatly relieved.
Se Se's attitude was the same as usual, she glanced at the thoughtful Zhuo Rusui, curled her lips and said, "He's so lazy, how dare he talk about others?
He Zhan recalled the Meihui that year and was full of emotion.
"Watching you play chess with Jing Jiu back then, I will never play chess again. Watching them fight swords today, I will have no choice but to use swords from now on."
Tong Yan glanced at him and said, "The problem is, you don't use a sword in the first place."
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When he returned to Moulting Mountain Residence, his feet landed on the floor, and there was a clear rough feeling. Jing Jiu felt a little tired.
For him, this is a rare thing - Zhuo Rusui's talent and combat power are indeed very strong, and Liu Ci's high hopes for this kid really make sense.
Walking into the room, Gu Qing was meditating and practicing, sitting cross-legged, a straight white smoke came out from above his head, and a flying sword was slowly turning in the smoke.
Jing Jiu watched quietly.
Lu Qing's talent is good, and he is also very hardworking. He always thought that his only disciple had already entered the Wilderness Realm, but only now did he realize that he was still a little behind.
If it hadn't been for three years of delay in Chaoge City, perhaps that line of distance would have broken through long ago.
It wasn't until Bai Rujing mentioned it a few days ago that Jing Jiu didn't know some evaluations of Gu Qing in the world.
Is the teacher very flattering? He didn't care about it, as an apprentice should be like this.
Gu Qing took back the flying sword, opened his eyes, and saw the master standing in front of him, he couldn't help being startled, and quickly stood up to salute. Immediately afterwards, he felt that Jing Jiu's aura became stronger than usual. It should be because he had just experienced a battle, so he couldn't help but feel vigilant. He called out the flying sword and asked, "Master, what happened?"
Jing Jiu said, "It's about Zhuo Rusui."
Lu Qing was startled, and asked with some uncertainty: "Solved?"
Jing Jiu hummed.
Gu Qing was very happy.
As a disciple of Shenmo Peak, he thinks more than Yuan Qu, even Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu think a lot more.
Shenmo Peak does not have a senior teacher with a high level to sit in command. It is impossible for Lord White Ghost to stay on the peak all the time, so he can only survive on his own.
It takes time to boil, and the time can only depend on the remaining prestige of Master Jingyang's uncle, so Shenmo Peak can't lose.
Whether it is a battle with practitioners from the same sect or another faction, the less you lose, the better. If you lose, you must win back as soon as possible.
Just like Master.
Of course, only a master can do this.
Gu Qing thought in his heart.
Jing Jiu glanced at his flying sword and asked, "Do you want to change it?"
You Ye Jing will start raising sword ghosts, so if a sword cultivator wants to change his sword, it is best before entering You Ye Jing.
Lu Qing looked at the sword in his hand, thought for a while and said, "It's better not to use it."
He knew that since his master said so, he would definitely be able to find a good sword for him, maybe even a fairy-level flying sword like Lan Haijian.
If he didn't change his sword, he could only use this ordinary flying sword in the future.
But he still refused.
He already has feelings for this flying sword, and there is a more important reason.
"The principle that the sword follows the person, the disciple dare not or forget it for a while."
Gu Qing looked at Jing Jiu and said seriously: "Master, you can defeat Senior Brother Zhuo with this ordinary ugly sword, and I can do it too."
Jing Jiu suddenly discovered a problem.
Zhao Layue pursued the so-called fair fight and suppressed the power of Forsi Sword, so she lost to Zhuo Rusui.
Gu Qing refused to change the sword.
Yuan Qu was often scolded by Junior Sister Yushan.
Those monkeys were often bullied by Shi Yuefeng's distant relatives before.
There are a group of idiots on Shenmo Peak, including Liu Shisui who is currently in Guocheng Temple.
I don't know who they learned from.
Thinking about these things, Jing Jiu walked out of the house, took out the bamboo chair and lay down.
The picture of returning the dzi is still hanging in the night sky, but it is much lighter than the daytime. Now it is the picture of the starry night, overlapping with the real starry sky. It is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, and it feels like a dream.
On this beautiful day and beautiful night, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
No matter what he wanted to get the Immortal Talisman of Longevity, he had to compete with those aspirants, or even fight, and maybe use the Nether Immortal Sword.
Tonight, he used Qingshan to testify that he used the innate invisible sword body, but he didn't want the Zhongzhou faction to find out the problem.
But why do I feel even more wrong in my heart?
He closed his eyes, tapped his fingers on the armrest of the bamboo chair, and began to calculate.
After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes and confirmed his feeling, but he couldn't figure out where that feeling came from.
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More than ten days later, the 30,000-year grand event of the Zhongzhou School came to the end.
The sermons of all the real people have ended, and none of the practitioners of various schools and those casual practitioners have left, because the main event is about to begin.
Today is the time to ask questions.
The immortal talisman of longevity is said to be the celestial talisman left by Immortal White Blade when he ascended. Although it is only a secondary talisman, it can still be called the most precious treasure in the world.
Who can get the immortal talisman? This is what the entire Yunmeng Mountain and even the entire cultivation world are most concerned about.
Those young and strong men who have long been famous are naturally the focus of attention, such as Zhuo Rusui.
After retreating for more than 20 years, he defeated Zhao Layue after exiting the closed door, which cast a layer of mystery and legend on his body.
Zhuo Rusui stood in the crowd, eyes drooping, looking listless.
The news that he lost to Jing Jiu's sword a few nights ago has spread. Many practitioners who don't know him thought he was a little depressed after being hit.
The faces of Fang Jingtian, Bai Rujing and the others were somewhat gloomy, even ugly.
Not because Zhuo Rusui lost to Jing Jiu, but because Jing Jiu was not here.
On a stone platform in the distance stood more than a dozen disciples of Shuiyue Nunnery, their skirts fluttering, and there was only one seat, and Jing Jiu was sitting on it.
Countless eyes fell on him, and countless discussions arose because of him.
There is no doubt that he is the hottest figure in the practice world now, and he is also the most promising contestant in the Asking Conference.
Entering the middle of the wild at such an age, he is naturally the most extraordinary genius.
Such a genius has never existed in the practice world before, and I believe it will be difficult to appear in the future.
The real master Qingshan did not appear, it is said that he, the elder of Shuiyuean, the master of Kunlun and other big figures are discussing the Dao with Tan Zhenren.
Obviously, Master Liu didn't express any opinions on Jing Jiu's choice. Bai Rujing once said that Jing Jiu should be expelled from the mountain gate, which became a big joke.
The problem is that people didn't expect that Jing Jiu would actually represent Shuiyuean in the battle. If he really got the Immortal Book of Longevity, how would he belong?
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A voice resounded from outside the valley and fell into the ears of every practitioner, as clear as words appearing in front of their eyes.
The person presiding over the Dao Dao Conference was Yue Qianmen, an elder of the Zhongzhou Sect, whose cultivation level in the Void Refining Realm was unfathomable, and if he was in the human world, he would be a real god.
Countless birds flew from all around Yunmeng Mountain, responding to the signs of Taoism, circling on the cliff outside the valley, forming lines, and finally a name appeared.
With the sound of Yue Qianmen, the birds fluttered and flew to form a new name on the cliff.
The practitioners were amazed, and thought that Yunmeng Mountain was indeed worthy of being the orthodox Taoist sect, the leader of the orthodox way, and his methods were extremely mysterious.
Nan Wang was a little displeased, and said, "Is this a trick?"
Having said that, of course she understands that compared with Yunmeng Mountain, Qingshan is indeed much more monotonous and boring.
Otherwise, why does Qingrong Peak require the formation to be opened for a few days during spring rain, summer thunder, autumn wind, and winter snow?
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"Jing Jiu."
Yue Qianmen finally said the name.
There was a slight commotion in the crowd, and countless eyes looked towards the disciples of Shuiyue Temple.
Jing Jiu turned around and walked towards Gu Qian.
The birds on the cliff didn't expect that the name had so few strokes, and they didn't know how to combine it in a hurry.
In the end, many birds failed to squeeze in and had to stay outside, looking a little messy.
He was already satisfied with his name, and he was even more satisfied now.
At this time, the birds on the cliff changed their formation again, forming three characters.
"white".
"thousand".
"military".
It's a name.
Jing Jiu felt a very violent, bloody, and unpleasant smell coming from behind him.
Presumably it was the owner of that name.
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(This chapter and the following three chapters, I can't wait to use them all: your name is the chapter name. After thinking about it, I still forget it. This chapter name is also pretty cool.)