Chapter 42

No one heard the subsequent conversation between Jing Jiu and Gu Qing. Most people didn't understand what happened. They only knew that he was very powerful, and he was able to defeat his opponent across the border. The master of Jiufengli had been immersed in kendo for many years, and he tasted something quite unusual from this sword fight.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Jing Jiu can catch the traces of the flying sword with a pair of naked eyes. What an astonishing sight it is, it is not an exaggeration to call it the sword eye. Moreover, his sword essence is very abundant, and he can swing the sword at an unimaginable speed. Only in this way can he accurately hit Lu Qing's flying sword.

Just because you can hit the opponent's sword doesn't mean you can knock down the opponent's sword.

Master Jiufeng saw clearly that every time Jing Jiu dropped his sword, he would turn his wrist slightly, using the thickest part of his sword to touch the weakest part of Gu Qing's flying sword. The problem was how did he know where the weakest part of Gu Qing's flying sword was? There is no explanation for this, it can only be said that Jing Jiu was born with a very strong sensitivity to swords.

This kind of sword skill is very complicated, but in Jing Jiu's hands, it is very simple, because his sword is so smooth that it feels natural, and everyone in Yunxing Peak, who is famous for its exquisite sword skills, admires it heartily.

The most touching thing is another fact.

A year ago, Jing Jiu said that he wanted to use the sword left by Uncle Mo in Shiyue Peak. Some people thought he was taking advantage of it, and some thought he was kind. It was not until this moment that people knew that he was interested in this sword.

Jian Xin is so calm, his sense of sword is so keen, and he is born so familiar with swords, what does this mean?

It shows that Jing Jiu's talent in kendo is incomparably astonishing.

If Zhuo Rusui, Zhao Layue, and Liu Shisui are the most suitable innate Dao species for cultivating Daoism, then he is the one who is born to use a sword!

Qingshan Sect is the number one sword sect in the world, how can they miss a disciple like this?

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An old man walked out of the cloud that had been quiet for a long time.

That old man looked a bit ugly, his complexion was extremely dark, he was Elder Mo from Tianguang Peak.

Elder Mo walked to the cliff, looked at Jing Jiu by the stream, rubbed his hands nervously, and said, "Jing Jiu, are you willing to learn swords with me?"

The cliff was originally very quiet, but with this sentence, it became noisy with a bang.

"Jing Jiu, are you willing to come to Bihu Peak to inherit the sword?"

"I promise you as the master of the former peak, as long as you are willing to come to my peak, I will do my best..."

"Yunxing Peak Cangniao swordsmanship is the most suitable for this young man, what are you arguing about..."

Listening to these quarrels, Chi Yan, who was slightly injured last night, became even paler.

He sighed, thinking helplessly that he hadn't prepared in advance, how could Shangdefeng win over others?

Elder Mo was interrupted after only saying a word, his face flushed with anger, but he couldn't see it too much.

"Shut up!"

Elder Mo has always had a good temper, but when a good-tempered person gets angry occasionally, it is even more frightening.

The clear water flowing on the stone wall was scattered everywhere by the sword intent, turning into a torrential rain.

The quarrel between the cliffs gradually subsided.

"Didn't you all think this little guy was a waste before? Why has everything changed now?"

Elder Mo looked at everyone in Zhufeng and said shamelessly, "You guys are too embarrassed to rob me."

These words were very straightforward, and the people of Bihu Peak, Yunxing Peak, and Xilai Peak couldn't respond and could only remain silent.

Elder Mo looked at Jing Jiu, with a smile as gentle as possible on his ugly face, and said, "You know I'm different from these guys, I've always been very optimistic about you, even if you haven't been to Jianfeng once in the past six months, I firmly believe that you will appear in front of me today."

At this time, Mei Li walked to the edge of the cliff and said with a sneer, "I'm not embarrassed. When I saw this kid, you, Senior Brother Mo, didn't know who he was."

Elder Mo was speechless.

Meili glanced at Lin Wuzhi in the distance, and said: "I have already said that Jing Jiu can only belong to our Qingrong Peak. If any of you want to snatch it from me, don't blame me for being rude."

At this moment, a thick and warm voice sounded.

"Junior Sister Mei's words are wrong. If it is said that whoever looks up to him first is eligible to admit him into the peak, then I'm afraid I will be at the top of Shiyue Peak."

The one who spoke was Master Guangyuan, the master of Shiyue Peak.

Mei Li's expression was slightly stern, and he bowed to salute, but he refused to back down, and said, "I don't know when the real person paid attention to Jing Jiu."

Master Guangyuan said with emotion: "It was two years ago. At that time, I heard that there was a disciple with great knowledge and profound knowledge from the outer sect of Nansong Pavilion. At that time, I sent a message to Senior Nephew Lu to ask that disciple if he would like to come to Shiyue Peak. Jing Jiu, do you still remember this?"

Jing Jiu nodded.

Only then did Meili know that there was such an old incident, and he said helplessly: "Really, you wanted him to be a deacon under your peak at that time, how could you see his talent in swordsmanship?"

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The most lively part of today's Chengjian Conference is now.

All the peaks want Jing Jiu Chengjian, you have your reasons, I have mine, neither will give in.

When Liu was ten years old, he had never fought so fiercely, because Zhu Feng knew beforehand that he should be the pawn left by the head of the sect.

Jing Jiu didn't have any background, so how could Zhu Feng let him go.

Seeing the teachers arguing endlessly, and even the master of Shiyue Peak personally came forward, the disciples by the riverside were very surprised.

In recent years, the dozen or so disciples who have successively entered the Nansong Pavilion were very excited and felt very honored. Junior sister Yushan looked at Jing Jiu standing on the bluestone, her little face flushed even more excitedly, and she punched the young man surnamed Yuan from Lelang County with her small fist a few times.

After all, it is impossible for the dispute to continue like this. Now the power of choice is in Jing Jiu's hands.

"Jing Jiu, which peak do you choose?"

Elder Shi Yuefeng, who presided over the Chengjian Conference, looked at him and asked seriously, then he lowered his head slightly, and said in a voice as low as a mosquito that only he and Jing Jiu could hear: "I'm not kidding, I don't have anything else in Shiyue Peak, pills and spiritual fruits can be said to be inexhaustible, and there are some good things from the peak master that even the head master can't get, these can be yours."

Jing Jiu smiled.

When he was doing calculations in the village, he made the arrangement to enter Bihu Peak, but now that Lei Poyun is dead, it doesn't make much sense for him to go to Bihu Peak anymore.

Meili took good care of him, and expressed his willingness to let him bear the sword a long time ago, but for some reason, he would not go to Qingrong Peak even if he was killed.

Xi Laifeng's practice is to deal with people, but he doesn't like dealing with people.

The practice in Yunxing Peak is to deal with the sword, which is completely unnecessary for him.

The practice pressure on Shiyue Peak is relatively light, and the days are leisurely. However, in addition to sorting out the classics, the disciples in the peak also have to take care of those delicate herb orchards, which is very troublesome. The most important thing is that there are the most monkeys on Shiyue Peak.

From this point of view, Tianguang Peak is the best choice. Lin Wuzhi is not a bad person. Although Mo Chi still stutters as before, his temperament is as honest and honest as before. Moreover, if he inherits Tianguang Peak, he and Liu Shisui can become disciples of the same branch again. Thinking about the expression on that little black face, Jing Jiu thinks it is very interesting.

Just when he was about to make a decision, he suddenly saw the girl on the bluestone, and suddenly had a new idea.

"I'm going to think again."

Jing Jiu said to the elder Shi Yuefeng.

Elder Shiyuefeng was a little disappointed, but still followed the rules and said: "Yes, but you must make a decision before the end of the Sword Inheritance Conference."

His disappointment was that Jing Jiu didn't immediately make a decision to join Shiyue Peak. Others who had this idea were Mei Li from Qingrong Peak and Elder Mo from Tianguang Peak.

Some people are disappointed because they feel that Jing Jiu is too proud. The elders have favored you, but you are still picking and choosing. Do you think you are really great?

Jing Jiu walked back to Qingshi.

Zhao Layue looked at him and said, "It's amazing."

Jing Jiu said, "General."

Zhao Layue said: "Your talent for swordsmanship ranks among the top three people I've ever met."

Jing Jiu said earnestly, "I think my talent in swordsmanship is the best in Qingshan."

Zhao Layue didn't know what to say, so she passed him and walked towards the creek.

Countless eyes fell on her.

In the hearts of everyone, the shock brought by Jing Jiu was temporarily suppressed.

Will Zhao Layue inherit the sword from He Feng? Which mountain was she the pawn that fell ahead of schedule?

This question that has plagued Qingshan Sect and even most of the world of practice for several years will finally be answered today.

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(I have something to do at home, and I am in a hurry to save the manuscript. There is only one chapter today and tomorrow.)