Chapter 509 Breaking the Sea

Jing Jiu understood Yuan Qijing's loss, just like he understood everyone.

If it was before, he would definitely ignore it, but this time, seeing Yuan Qijing's opponent Jingtian's straightforward methods, he decided to comfort him.

"You are also stronger." He said to Yuan Qijing.

This is a very high praise. Yuan Qijing was seriously injured by the sneak attack of the South Trend this time, without any setbacks, but on the contrary, he went to a higher level.

For the giants of the Heaven-reaching Realm, even taking a step forward is very difficult.

"When you are old, sick and dying, it is easy to look down on some things, and naturally you are stronger."

Yuan Qijing said: "According to mortals, is this the reflection of the light?"

Jing Jiu said, "Don't say anything unlucky."

Yuan Qijing wanted to ask him why he left the customs early since there was still more than a year left, but he shut up after listening to his request.

Jing Jiu said, "Who will go to the Pure Heart Conference?"

According to Se Se's statement that year, Suspense Sect's Qingxin Conference should be during this period.

The birthday of the old matriarch is not important, nor are those high-level bells at the Qingxin Conference.

The current suzerain of Xuanling Sect is Sese's mother, the daughter-in-law of the old matriarch, and the open and secret struggle between the two parties has been going on for several years.

The old matriarch's power is much stronger, and the current suzerain relies on the Qingshan sect to support it until now.

The intention of this cleansing meeting is obvious. Seeing that time is running out, the old lady wants to solve this problem fundamentally.

Yuan Qijing said: "Why don't you admire Shiyue Peak?"

Jing Jiu hummed, expressing doubts.

Yuan Qijing glanced at him and said, "It was Elder He when you participated in the Chengjian Conference."

Jing Jiu thought for a while, and that little He was at the beginning of breaking the sea, and said, "It's a bit lower."

Why Bumu is just an ordinary elder of Shiyue Peak, representing Qingshan to participate in the Qingxin Conference, both in terms of realm and status and qualifications are a bit low.

Yuan Qijing said: "They are all in retreat."

In the past, it was Nan Wang who often appeared on behalf of the Qingshan Sect, whether it was the Meihui or Wendaohui, because she was so lively and her practice was not diligent.

Now even she is retreating, Qingshan really can't find a suitable partner.

The whole practice world is waiting for that spring rain, and the Qingshan sect must not be mentally aware of the things outside the mountain. For many people, it is indeed a good time.

But when the old matriarch decided to convene the Qingxin meeting, the incident in Xihai hadn't happened yet. What does this mean?

Jing Jiu said, "She has an agreement with Yunmengshan."

There is still one year left for the Zhongzhou faction to close the mountain, but the old lady is about to die and can't wait any longer.

Yuan Qijing said blankly: "Why don't you go?"

Jing Jiu said, "Okay."

Yuan Qijing was stunned.

Jing Jiu continued, "I'll go by myself, don't tell others."

After saying this, he walked out of the cave.

Yuan Qijing woke up and asked, "Where are you going?"

Jing Jiu said, "Go and see other peaks."

Yuan Qijing didn't say anything more, watched his figure disappear into the clouds, and thought with relief, after all, he had changed a lot.

In fact, he had higher expectations for this uncle than anyone else, it was the same back then, and it is the same now.

The practice circle said that he didn't like this uncle, it was because uncle was too lazy and didn't care about anything. Doing something to help Qingshan, how will it affect the practice?

Just like you are still so lazy now, but you are finally willing to do something, has it delayed your practice?

Thinking about the word practice speed, he finally couldn't help but snorted, thinking it was really unreasonable.

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Jing Jiu went to Yunxing Peak.

Jianfeng was still as desolate as before, except for Tie Ying, no life could be seen.

He noticed that there were more than ten flying swords in the peak, and there were some fragments, which should be the flying swords of the disciple who died in the battle of Xihai.

Then he went to Shiyue Peak, went to the medicine garden and the pill room.

He is not very good at these things, seeing that the herbs are not short of water, growing like Chinese cabbage, and the alchemy furnace has not been turned off, so he thinks everything is fine.

He didn't go to Xilai Peak, he had read all those classics, and he wouldn't fly away by himself, those personnel records were not important.

He also didn't go to Liangwang Peak, the good things there had been moved to Shenmo Peak by him long ago, now only the blood and sweat of those young disciples remained, what to do?

Yes, he was inspecting Qingshan, just like a lion inspecting its own territory.

He did a similar thing a few years ago, confirming that Qingshan is his own.

It's just that he didn't read it so carefully that time, and didn't care about these details.

When Senior Brother and Liu Ci are the masters, they will naturally handle these matters properly. He only needs to practice and don't care about anything else.

There are really too many things in this life, and it is a bit hard.

Thinking like this, Jing Jiu landed on the lakeside at the top of Bihu Peak.

Holding that bamboo card, the restraining formation at the top of Bihu Peak is naturally ineffective against him, and no one can see his figure.

With a gentle breeze, he walked across the lake, his white clothes fluttering, and his step was hundreds of feet, like a fairy.

There is a silver sandy beach on the other side, and in front of it is the palace that faintly exudes a cold atmosphere.

Jing Jiu walked to the front of the palace.

There are no footprints on the sand and no water stains.

Hundreds of feral cats watched him warily in the trees and in the grass.

I don't know whether he confirmed his identity or smelled the cat smell on his body. Several bold wild cats ran out and approached him cautiously.

Looking at the situation, these wild cats wanted to rub his feet to show their submission and intimacy, and at the same time get some fairy spirit.

Jing Jiu said, "No."

Those wild cats didn't dare to move forward, lying on the ground, lying on their sides, or showing their bellies, pretending to be obedient.

Jing Jiu walked into the palace, without even looking at the porcelain vases on the shelf, he went straight to the depths of the blue stone array.

The bluestone array was induced and turned, a stone platform grew up from the ground, and there were several porcelain plates on it, and some pieces of charred wood in the porcelain plates.

This is the treasure of Qingshan——Thunder Soul Wood.

Looking at the five mature Thunder Soul Woods, Jing Jiu was silent for a long time.

Even if the Chuzi sword doesn't work, it's better to use other sacrifices, so why be so persistent?

He didn't think for his brother, but he remembered the conversation with Liu Ci.

Jing Jiu picked up a new Thunder Soul Wood.

This Thunder Soul Wood was brought back by a treasure ship from Penglai Shendao more than 100 years ago, and it is still more than 300 years away from maturity, which is the time period that requires a lot of Lei Wei to temper.

What is he going to do?

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The top of Bihu Peak is facing a certain formation eye of the Green Mountain Formation.

The eyes of the formation suddenly opened a hole.

The midsummer wind came in, getting faster and faster, there were raindrops, and then faint thunder was heard.

At this time the outside world is under a thunderstorm.

Jing Jiu stood in the hall, closed his eyes, held the new Thunder Soul Wood, and started to summon thunder.

Countless thunderclaps resounded in the sky.

Click!

A bolt of lightning emerged from those gloomy and terrifying clouds, and accurately struck the palace on the top of Bihu Peak.

Immediately afterwards, more and more lightning bolts fell, bombarding the hall non-stop, and landed on Jing Jiu's body!

The most important stage in Qingshan Sword Dao is to wash the sword with the pure energy of heaven and earth in the thunderstorm.

He is also washing the sword.

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There are countless energies contained in the thunderstorm, and the lightning tears the space, causing the vitality of the world to become a little chaotic.

In such an environment, no one could find out what happened at the top of Bihu Peak, only Yuan Qijing watched from Shangde Peak.

Just like that year when Jing Jiu came to Bihu Peak to look for the white ghost for the first time, Yuan Qijing and Liu Ci also looked at him like this.

If the white ghosts really wanted to kill him, they would naturally do so.

The thunderstorm continued, and countless bolts of lightning illuminated the peaks.

There was a strong wind on the top of Bihu Peak, and the lake water was blown up by huge waves, hitting the silver sandy beach.

Some of the lightning fell into the lake, blasting the water through a hole, only to be re-swallowed by the lake a few moments later.

At this time, Bihu looks like a violent ocean, broken everywhere.

I don't know how long it took, the lightning finally stopped, and the rain gradually stopped.

Jing Jiu came out, his white clothes hanging on his body in tattered strips, his missing earlobe was a little burnt black, and his body was surrounded by blue electric light, making a crackling sound.

At this time, he looked very embarrassed, but also terrifying, as if there was extremely terrifying energy in his body.

The wild cats did not dare to approach the palace, and hid under the leaves, their bodies were soaked by the rain and their hair drooped, just like him in a mess.

But they didn't look at him with sympathy, only awe.

Jing Jiu walked into the lake and took a real bath for the first time in many years.

The tattered white clothes followed the lake water, and the redundant and harmful thunderstorm energy gradually dissipated.

The sea-like lake water gradually broke, he walked out from inside, took out the white clothes he had prepared and put them on.

Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui are in seclusion, trying to break through the border and enter the wild.

He is also broken.

break the sea.

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