Chapter 510 Who Is Better to Be the Leader?

When Jing Jiu returned to Shenmo Peak, the white cat had already woken up.

With such a big movement in Bihu Peak, it couldn't continue to doze off.

It is its responsibility to guard the Thunder Soul Wood, and now Liu Ci has no way to replace it.

After confirming that Jing Jiu didn't take the Thunder Soul Wood, he felt relieved.

When the cat wakes up, other people will gradually wake up, including Feng Jiu.

Thinking this way, Jing Jiu stretched out his fingers to leave a letter for Zhao Layue on the cliff, and left with his sword.

The sword fell outside Yunji Town.

The restaurant in Yunji Town closed early again, just for the pot of white soup in the box.

The Gu family's carriage stopped in front of the restaurant, no matter how many years it was for that one person.

The wheels rolled against the bluestone road, making a slight sound.

Jing Jiu was leaning on the cushion, holding the Chuzi sword in his arms, watching the slowly receding scenery outside the window, wondering what he was thinking.

The white cat got out of his sleeve, raised its head and sniffed, to confirm that there was indeed the smell of other cats on his body, and rubbed it casually.

After such a rubbing, it felt that Jing Jiu's realm had improved dramatically, so it hurriedly rubbed it earnestly.

It has some regrets, why was it deceived by Jing Jiu who was in the realm of Chengyi back then... It should have eaten it in one bite when he was weak, without even drinking the lake water.

Jing Jiu knew what it was thinking, reached out and stroked its head to express comfort.

The white cat didn't dodge, and squinted its eyes to enjoy it, and suddenly looked at the Hatsuko sword in his arms, a little surprised.

Is this going to reforge Nan Chi's sword into his own? Then why not do it in Yunxing Peak, but come out?

You just hold it in your arms, don't you worry that Universe Front will be jealous?

It suddenly thought of a possibility, its eyes changed suddenly, and it meowed anxiously at Jing Jiu.

I have seen those crumpled papers in Guocheng Temple! You want Daoist Taiping to be reincarnated as a sword, which is why there was the subsequent change of the West Sea... What does it mean that you just carry the Chuzi sword with you now? Do you want to use it to lure real people out?

Jing Jiu hummed.

The white cat became anxious immediately, and meowed several times.

The most I can do is to hit that bird, and add a Xuan Yinzi, but I can't handle it!

Jing Jiu ignored it and continued to look at the slowly receding scenery outside the window.

Suddenly there were cat meows outside the window.

Hearing Ah Da's shrill cry, it should be some wild cat, thinking it was peace.

That should be a female cat.

Jing Jiu thought to himself.

Ah Da became angry from embarrassment, and scratched his face, bringing out a burst of fire.

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The Suzuki Sect is on the shore of Liming Lake, which is a large lake surrounded by Dongling.

There are countless mountains in Dongling, and they look the same after dark. If there is no starlight, it is easy for practitioners to get lost.

Tonight, the clouds cover the stars, and the bonfire in a certain mountain is more eye-catching.

It was a ruined temple, and the light from the bonfire scattered through the broken windows and doors.

From time to time, there was a sound of breaking through the sky, and practitioners came down one after another, walked into the temple, saluted and greeted each other, and of course they had to declare their family names first.

"Chu Taoist of the Sanqing sect."

"Longhu Mountain Loose Cultivator Gan."

"He Chi, Xuantian Sect."

"Wu Zihaomen don't know."

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The people who appeared in the night temple tonight were representatives of small sects and casual practitioners who were going to participate in the Qingxin Conference.

They need such an occasion to communicate with each other and understand the current situation in the practice world.

The bonfire at the night temple on the barren mountain is the signal to call.

There was a man sitting in the corner of the ruined temple. The man was wearing a hat and his sleeves were trembling slightly. He didn't know what his hands were doing inside.

Someone said: "I thought this year's Qingxin Conference would be postponed."

Everyone knows that Xuanling Sect's Qingxin Conference this time is nominally to invite colleagues from the cultivation world to appreciate the famous bells, and at the same time to celebrate the old lady's birthday, but in fact there are ulterior motives.

The entire Chaotian Continent is waiting for the spring rain. Before that, no one dared to act rashly. Even the Zhongzhou faction closed the mountain. Why did the old lady insist on holding it as scheduled?

"Obviously, the old lady wants to settle this matter first while no one dares to move."

That Zihao Sect's Wu Bubu said: "Yunmeng closed the mountain, I heard that the strong ones of the Green Mountain Sect are also retreating, who would care about the Xuanling Sect?"

The person in front asked: "What's the attitude of Qingshan Sect?"

Wu Buzhi said: "The Green Mountain Sect will definitely send someone there, but after all, it is the Xuanling Sect's own business, even if the old matriarch... is a little confused, it's hard to say anything."

"The Green Mountain Sect has always supported Sect Master Chen, could it be that he just watched something happen to her?"

"Leader of the Righteous Path, how can you dictate the affairs of other sects?"

"It's ridiculous. If you can't even control the affairs of other sects, what kind of righteous leader is it?"

"Brother Dao's words may be reasonable, but the current situation of Qingshan Sect is special, I'm afraid we will wait and see what happens."

At this time, footsteps sounded outside the temple, and the practitioners were a little surprised, thinking that there are ordinary people appearing in such a remote mountain and barren ridge?

The ones who came into the temple were two monks, young and old, who had met Jing Jiu several times.

The old monk is getting older and his wrinkles are deeper. It seems that these years in the snow field have been very hard.

The young monk was no longer young, and his expression was much calmer. It seemed that he didn't need to practice closed mantra anymore.

Looking at the medicine box behind them, everyone guessed that they were the medical monks of Guocheng Temple. They quickly got up and saluted, and gave up their seats by the campfire.

The two monks declined, and went to sit and rest in a corner.

For some reason, the ruined temple became much quieter, and the bonfire was blown by the night wind, making whirring noises.

The casual cultivator surnamed Gan in Longhu Mountain stood up suddenly, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "It seems that I will not participate in this pure heart meeting."

After saying this, he actually left.

The ruined temple was still quiet.

The practitioners knew why the casual cultivator surnamed Gan left, and they were also a little uneasy.

In the past countless years, as long as any major event happened in the practice world, Guocheng Temple would send monks to treat the wounded and save people.

This kind of thing has happened too many times, and a certain pattern has gradually formed in the minds of the practitioners. As long as you see the monks of the Guocheng Temple on occasions that do not require the presence of the Guocheng Temple, it means that something big will happen later, and even the monks of the Guocheng Temple have gradually become an ominous symbol in the hearts of some practitioners.

The old lady of Xuanling Sect has always disliked monks, and the Qingxin Conference never invites Guocheng Temple, and the monks of Guocheng Temple listen to bells and Buddhist scriptures, and don't need bells to purify their hearts, why did these two monks go to the Qingxin Conference? Naturally, there is only one explanation, Guocheng Temple feels that something will happen in this Qingxin Conference...

Practitioners respect the monks of Guocheng Temple very much, but no one wants to be healed by them, let alone be rescued by them... No matter how good the bell at the Qingxin Conference is, no matter how cheap the price is, it is not worth it, so the casual monk surnamed Gan left with a wry smile.

Thinking of this possibility, everyone felt so helpless, and decided to keep a low profile during the Qingxin meeting, and if something went wrong, they had to hide as far away as possible.

Naturally, everyone was no longer interested in discussing Xuanling Sect, and talked about the matter that the practice world is most concerned about now.

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"If that matter really settles in a few years, who will take over as the head of the Qingshan Sect?"

"That must be Master Jian Lv."

Hearing this answer, most practitioners nodded repeatedly, taking it for granted.

At that time, the Qingshan sect will only have Yuan Qijing, a master of the heavens, who has the highest seniority and the most powerful position, so of course he is the best candidate for the master.

Wu didn't know but had a different opinion, saying: "The position of sword law in Qingshan sect is very important. If Patriarch Yuan takes over as the head, who will be the head of sword law? The most important thing is that Tianguang Peak has been fighting against Shangde Peak for many years, and Liu Ci's lineage is definitely not willing to accept Master Yuan as the head. "

Someone thought it was reasonable, and said worriedly: "But besides Mr. Jian Lu, who else can convince the crowd?"

Wu Buzhi said: "You haven't seen the battle of the West Sea with your own eyes. Master Guangyuan of Shiyue Peak once killed an elder of the Xihai Breaking Sea Realm in an instant on the sea, and stopped Bu Qiuxiao, the master of Maozhai with a single sword. It is said that he has already reached the peak of Breaking the Sea and is expected to reach the sky. I think it should be this one."

Someone said: "In terms of realm, Fang Jingtian, the former peak master, is also the peak of breaking the sea, and he is expected to break through the realm. It is said that he is currently retreating and practicing hard, and he was the only one who didn't go when he was conquering the West Sea. He was in charge of Qingshan. This shows the trust and reliance of Master Liu Ci on him. It is impossible to say that this person's name will be included in the will."

Naturally, these practitioners didn't know that Fang Jingtian had been imprisoned in the hidden peak by Yuan Qijing, so he couldn't get out of it.

Someone said again: "The sword comes out of the green mountain, and Yunxing Peak is the sword peak. Could it be that there is no hope for the owner of the peak?"

Who will be the next head of Qingshan, this is the most concerned matter of the entire Chaotian Continent, compared with it, everything else is trivial.

People discussed very enthusiastically, and their words were full of care and worry.

Practitioners are really concerned and worried about this matter, because no one wants something to happen to Qingshan Sect.

Castle Peak is in chaos, what should the world do?

The firelight shone on the hat.

The man quietly listened to the people's discussion, without looking up or speaking.

"Hey... no matter who takes over as the head of Qingshan, it is impossible to shine the sword like Master Liu Ci, and everything dare not come out."

The discussion among the people suddenly came to an end because of this emotion, and there was an indescribable atmosphere in the ruined temple.

Yes, that spring rain will come eventually.

The Zhongzhou faction closed the mountain for three years, so that means there is another year?

These practitioners in the temple were from small sects or casual cultivators, and they were completely incomparable with such a giant as the Qingshan sect, and they couldn't reach each other. However, it was inevitable to feel a little sad when thinking that the giant who reached the sky would leave like this.

Because of this sense of melancholy, people left one after another before the morning light.

The man wearing the hat got up, walked up to the two monks, and asked, "Who do you think is better to be the master of Qingshan?"