Chapter 508: The Sword in the Box

Bihu Peak's Castle Peak sword boat has been parked in the West Sea for several days. With Cheng Youtian's cautious and careful character, he will never miss anything. He has indeed found many relics of the Xihai Sword Sect, but there is no trace of the Chuzi Sword, which is obviously problematic.

"I don't know how many days you hid on that island, and I don't know what method you used to hide Qing'er, but I know it's in your hands."

Jing Jiu said: "Renren Bai will always remember this matter if he doesn't check it for a while. Will you pay it? So you just ran away."

This is a very cruel statement and a very malicious speculation.

Tong Yan withdrew her gaze and continued to play chess with herself without saying a word.

"That sword is mine, it has always been mine," Jing Jiu said.

Many, many years ago, Daoyuan real person brought him from Chaoge City to Qingshan.

A few years later, Dao Yuan Daoist died in Nan Chi's surprise attack. Before he died, he beheaded Nan Chi's Dao Tree, took the Chu Zi Sword, and gave it to Jing Jiu.

Three hundred years ago, Jing Jiu gave comfort to the new emperor who had just lost his father, and it was also a celebration of his enthronement a few years ago.

He was right, the Chuzi sword was his from the beginning to the end, and now that Nan Chi is dead, it should be his even more. If it was before, when Chu Zi's sword was still branded, why would he need to ask Tong Yan, but when Pei Baifa killed Xi Wangsun that year, Chu Zi's sword was re-forged, and the brand had dissipated.

Maybe because she heard the attitude in Jing Jiu's calm tone, Tong Yan raised her head and asked, "What benefits do I have?"

Jing Jiu said, "Nine Peaks Secret Sword, you can choose whatever you want."

Tong Yan said: "I practice Taoism."

The best Taoism in the world is in the Zhongzhou school, and the Qingshan sect also admits this.

Tong Yan continued: "...and since I am already a disciple of Qingshan, shouldn't these be my due treatment?"

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The current Haizhou City is extremely depressed, there are no pedestrians on the street, and the hot pot restaurant that Yin San and Xuanyin Patriarch used to eat is also closed.

Although the war between practice sects is in the sky, just a little aftermath is enough to change a lot in the world.

Sitting on the tower, Cheng Youtian frowned slightly as he looked at the box sent by his disciple.

Inside the box was an extremely huge sea pearl, which was extremely precious, but he still couldn't understand why the sect paid so much attention to it, that he wanted to send it back to Qingshan by himself?

This was found by the disciples of Bihu Peak in the ruins of the West Sea Sword Sect. After numbering, it was placed in the sword boat, and it was not taken out until this time.

If you don't understand it, don't think about it anymore. Success starts from Tian Yujian.

This time, the sea pearl didn't need to travel thousands of miles, and it didn't need to be hidden in the belly of a fish, and then the Gu family tried to find a way to send it to Qingshan.

A few days later, the box containing the sea pearls returned to Qingshan, walked around Shangde Peak, and was carried back to Shenmo Peak by Yuan Qu.

Jing Jiu sat by the cliff, took the box, and opened it under the curious eyes of Yuan Qu and Ping Yongjia.

Looking at the huge sea pearl in the box emitting a cold light, and feeling the energy of heaven and earth contained in it, Ping Yongjia couldn't help being moved. Looking at the runes engraved on the box, he said with emotion: "Fortunately, there is a formation on this box, otherwise the energy of heaven and earth would leak out, and it would definitely attract monsters and heretics to fight for it."

Yuan Qu gave him a mocking look, and said, "This is sent back by Uncle Tianshi personally, how can anyone dare to make delusional thoughts?"

The white cat gave him a mocking look, thinking that you know a dog.

Jing Jiu took out the sea pearl and threw it to the white cat to play with. With a slight force on his left hand, his sword intent erupted, breaking the formation attached to the box.

With a clicking sound, the wooden box shattered, revealing a flying sword hidden inside.

Jing Jiu picked up the flying sword, felt the coldness coming from the blade, and said, "Tong Yan's formation skills are pretty good."

This box has been hidden in the treasure room of Shaoming Island, it can hide from Yin San's perception, and the formation attached to it is not only good, it can be said to be very good.

Yuan Qu and Ping Yongjia didn't know what was going on at this time. Looking at the obviously extraordinary flying sword, they couldn't help being stunned, and said, "What kind of sword is this?"

Jing Jiu said, "Chuzi Sword."

Hearing this answer, Yuan Qu and Ping Yongjia were even more shocked.

The white cat stabilized the sea pearl in the crack by the cliff, and put the chilling cicada on it.

The surface of the sea pearl is very smooth, and it is difficult for Han Chan to stand still and keep sliding down.

Whenever it was about to slide down, the white cat would stretch out its paw and pull it back.

"Who are you going to give this sword to?" Zhao Layue said.

Back then in Guiyun City, she used this flying sword to penetrate Luo Huainan's body, and the memory is very deep.

After hearing this, the white cat also turned to look over.

With a soft slap, the chilling cicada fell to the ground with its abdomen facing the sky.

This is the answer everyone is curious about.

Forsi sword was given to Zhao Layue.

The No Er Sword is on the side of Liu Shisui, and on the side of the West Sea, he has already passed Minglu.

The cosmic front is reserved for Gu Qing.

Cats don't use swords.

Now there are only two people left in Shenmo Peak, Yuan Qu and Ping Yongjia.

They thought of a certain possibility, looked at each other, and saw each other's ecstasy.

Soon a bucket of cold water was poured down.

Jing Jiu said, "It's not for you."

Yuan Qu and Ping Yongjia said honestly, and they were not disappointed.

Jing Jiu waved his hand to signal to leave.

Yuan Qu and Ping Yongjia walked towards the Taoist hall, talking in a low voice.

Jing Jiu sat on the edge of the cliff, looking at the distant sky, swinging his feet.

It's just that his legs are not long enough, so he still can't touch the sea of ​​clouds.

"At least your vision of choosing apprentices is much better than that of Taiping Daoist. There is nothing to be unhappy about."

The white cat comforted him with his spiritual sense.

Jing Jiu ignored it, still quietly looking at the sky.

The edge of the cliff is very quiet.

Quiet often means low.

Han Chan carefully rubbed her limbs and feet, and made a very slight sound, reminding everyone that she was still on her back.

Of course it can turn over by itself, but it is not sure whether it should show its belly to make Jing Jiu happy at this time, so it is asking for instructions.

The white cat stretched out its claws and turned it over, thinking that you are not a cat, what are you talking about?

Everyone could tell that Jing Jiu was in a bad mood and knew the reason, but he couldn't comfort him.

"Don't be sad."

The white cat looked at his earlobe, which was cut off by Nan Trend: "Anyway, you have protruding ears, and it looks better if you cut it smaller. It's best to cut off that ear as well, for symmetry."

It thought in its heart, I can't cut it anyway, unless you do it yourself, or let Zhao Layue pull it every day?

It was thinking like this, Zhao Layue raised her hand, and gently rubbed Jing Jiu's mutilated earlobe, her black and white eyes were not as cold as usual, but full of distress.

Naturally, it wasn't the earlobe that she was distressed about, but something else.

Jing Jiu's face gradually became softer, it should be because he was rubbed very comfortably.

He reached out and rubbed the white cat's head.

The white cat was also very comfortable, stretching out its paws and hugging Han Chan into its arms.

The breeze was blowing on the cliff, and there were no feet to reach in, and the sea of ​​clouds gradually became turbulent.

Jing Jiu said, "I want to retreat."

Zhao Layue knew why he wanted to retreat, and said, "I want to too."

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Fang Jingtian had already started to retreat before everyone in Shenmo Peak retreated.

He is already at the pinnacle of breaking the sea, and the sky is promising. If this retreat is for breaking the realm, then no one knows when he will come out.

The disciples of Xilai Peak were looking forward to it, while the elders of Xilai Peak who knew the inside story were silent.

Immediately afterwards, Daoist Guangyuan also started to retreat, the master of Yunxing Peak also began to retreat, and the strong men from all peaks began to retreat one after another.

Everyone understands why.

The current Qingshan Sect can be said to be invincible in the world, but there is always a shadow in the sky.

That spring rain will fall one day.

Nanwang retreated, and Qingrong Peak no longer pursued Xia Lei, Qiufeng, Dongxue, and did not want to see spring rain. The Qingshan formation was fully opened, no different from closing the mountain.

The peaks are unusually quiet, but it is not like a tomb, because there is no dead silence, and in the deepest part of the silence, the Taoist power is slowly accumulating.

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Two years later, in midsummer, Jing Jiu walked out of the cave.

According to Shenmo Peak's retreat habits, Zhao Layue, Yuan Qu, and Ping Yongjia should also wake up at this time, but this time he wants to do something by himself without disturbing them.

He let go of his sword sense and looked at the situation between the peaks. The monkeys ushered in some new lives and sent away some old people. The horse grazing on the hillside was still in good spirits.

The white cat was sleepy on the edge of the cliff, the chilly cicada was dozing on top of its head, and the huge sea pearl rolled down to nowhere under the cliff.

Yuan Qu is still attacking the wild realm, Ping Yongjia's realm is lower, but he has improved quite quickly without a sword, and his talent is really good.

His sword sense fell into the depths of the cave, and he was a little surprised to find that Zhao Layue was full of spiritual energy and self-contained sword intent, and it was the critical moment to attack You Ye's upper realm.

That year in Guocheng Temple, she forcibly broke through the border and entered the wild in the process of chasing and killing Daoist Taiping. How many years have passed?

With this kind of talent, Zhuo Rusui is probably the only one who can match her in the current Qingshan sect.

Zhuo Rusui had fought countless battles in the Asking Conference, and his sword intent was gradually sharpening, and he was about to pass that threshold in the past few years.

I don't know if Liu Shisui will catch up with them after he healed his internal injuries in Yi Mao Zhai.

Thinking of these young people practicing so diligently and progressing quickly, Jing Jiu felt that he should hurry up and decided to break through the realm in just a few days.

Before breaking through, he still has some things to do.

He went to Shangde Peak and landed at the bottom of the well along with the skylight.

The corpse dog opened his eyes and looked at him with admiration in his eyes.

He nodded and walked into the depths of the Sword Prison.

Across the passage, layers of sword intent, and the door, he and Xue Ji in the cell looked at each other again for a while.

Next, he went to Yinfeng to confirm that Fang Jingtian was in seclusion, that he hadn't been let go by the corpse dog, and there was nothing unusual about it.

He was a little surprised to find that Tong Yan, who was also in retreat, had signs of breaking through.

The Qingshan School did not have the Taoist assistance of Yunmeng Mountain, nor did it have any suitable pills. Under such circumstances, Tong Yan's practice speed did not slow down at all.

He left Yinfeng and returned the same way.

Yuan Qijing was already waiting for him by the well.

Jing Jiu asked, "Healed?"

Yuan Qijing ignored him.

Even if a master of the Heaven-reaching Realm was seriously injured by a sneak attack by the South Trend, as long as the Dao Tree does not fall down, he can be cured after two years of retreat.

His eyes fell on Jing Jiu, and he said, "Yes."

Jing Jiu said, "I can always do it."

Yuan Qijing snorted coldly.

Jing Jiu knew that he was not in a very happy mood.

Any practitioner who sees Jing Jiu's practice speed will feel frustrated.

Even for someone like Yuan Qijing, even if he has watched it twice.

He really couldn't figure it out, practice is not about pouring oil, it's not something that can be done better with familiarity, how can it be faster every time?