Chapter 515 Who Are You? What About Us?

The old matriarch and the masters of Xuanlingzong all went to that small courtyard, trying to catch Jing Jiu.

At this time, Jing Jiu was in the Zhaixing Tower, more than twenty miles away.

Ah Da finally showed the cat's racial talent, hanging upside down under the eaves, biting the obviously unusual bell with his mouth open, making sure that no sound would be made.

This scene looks a little funny, but it is actually very dangerous. Apart from a guard of the Tongtian Realm like it, which cat can hold the old lady's life bell like a mouse?

There was a breeze blowing in the Zhaixing Building, and Jing Jiu walked through the building at high speed like a cloud of smoke, looking for the formation pivot at an unimaginable speed.

Sect Master Chen didn't know where the hub was, this was a secret only the old matriarch knew, and she relied on this to still control Xuanling Sect decades after her son's death.

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Jiu stopped and looked at a flowerpot in front of the window.

The flowerpot was made of porcelain, and inside it was an extremely rare Sanyedan.

Ah Da was hanging upside down under the eaves, biting the bell for a long time, dripping saliva on his body, he couldn't take it anymore, watching Jing Jiu staring at the pot of three nights in a daze, he couldn't help thinking with great hatred, when is it that you are still crazy here!

It didn't know that Jing Jiu just suddenly felt that this potted flower was a bit weird.

Then he thought of the precious porcelain in Duke Lu's mansion that was destined to be destroyed.

He stretched out his hand and pulled out the extremely rare Sanyedan ​​from the pot, and threw it on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Liu Ada opened his mouth wide in surprise, almost spat out the bell, and quickly swallowed it in again.

Thinking that the bell was covered with his own saliva, its eyes were full of disgust.

Jing Jiu picked up the flower pot, poured out all the soil inside, picked it up again, looked at the sun, and nodded with satisfaction.

Ada was even more surprised, wondering if this porcelain flowerpot is the pivot?

Even if the porcelain planter looks a bit like a magnified bell, is it the same thing?

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There are waves in Liming Lake without wind, and there are bursts of pine waves on the mountain.

The Great Formation of the Mountain Gate was untied.

The large array of wind chimes on that small island also disappeared.

The array hub was discovered and snatched away.

Xuan Suzu Sect would definitely not think this matter was funny.

Practitioners from different sects were not in the mood to take care of Xuanling Sect's mood, calling for friends, birds and beasts swarmed, and flew away from Liming Lake.

The pavilions and pavilions by the lake were full of flying and running figures, the Xuanling Sect was in a mess, and a civil strife was about to usher in.

Jing Jiu looked at the Star Picking Tower and asked, "She really didn't kill you, it seems she hasn't been completely foolish yet."

He Zhan said, "Why are you sure she won't kill me?"

The old matriarch had always disliked Guocheng Temple, and even less He Zhan. Although He Bumu and practitioners from various sects were present during the day, if the old matriarch really tried to kill him by force, the situation would still be very dangerous.

Jing Jiu said, "Forget it."

He Zhan is in Xuanling Sect, he also figured it out.

The day before yesterday, two Xuanling sect leaders were killed almost at the same time, one of them was done by him, and who was the other?

The assassin's movement was also very strange, like a ghost, coming and going without a trace, Jing Jiu naturally thought of He Zhan.

In Zhao's palace, He Zhan learned mysterious and strange skills from that old eunuch Hong.

There is an upper limit to the level of practice in Qingtianjian Illusory Realm, which does not mean that the exercises are low-level. On the contrary, those exercises can only be used in the Chaotian Continent to show their true power.

After returning to the real world, He Zhan's realm has improved extremely quickly, and his real combat power has become even stronger.

Jing Jiu did his calculations, and there were probably five young practitioners with the most promising prospects. Apart from He Zhan and Su Ziye, there were three and a half in Qingshan, and half in Yimaozhai. As long as they survived, Qingshan would still be the world after two hundred years.

He Zhan suddenly said: "I really don't understand why the old lady suddenly turned his face."

Jing Jiu said, "The Zhongzhou faction must have a promise."

He Zhan said: "But shouldn't the old lady wait until Yunmeng opens the mountain?"

Jing Jiu said, "The problem is that she won't survive this year."

This is the news that the shutter man inquired for a long time before confirming it.

Knowing this news, one can understand why the old matriarch is so anxious that he doesn't even pay attention to the Qingshan sect.

The end is approaching, what else in the world can make her feel afraid?

The dawn under the night is not quiet, the two factions of Suspended Bell Sect are confronting each other, occasionally there will be some small conflicts, and then quickly subside, it can be seen that the forces loyal to Sect Master Chen are gradually controlling the situation.

"Let's go first, it's better for Qingshan not to come forward directly."

He Zhan said, "Leave the rest to us."

This sentence is tantamount to seeing himself as a member of Xuanling Sect.

Jing Jiu thought that even if Sese only inherited one percent of her mother's income, it really wasn't something ordinary people could resist.

Even if He Zhan is not an ordinary person, he is the successor of the Guocheng Temple, it seems that he will fall into the world of mortals.

Thinking about these things, he turned around and walked deep into Dongling.

"who are you?"

He Zhan asked suddenly behind him.

Jing Jiu stopped.

Because of what happened in Xihai, the whole practice world is guessing his true identity.

This situation has been going on for two years.

Many people know that when the Battle of the West Sea started, Jing Jiu was not there.

Until the sword light illuminated the sky and the earth, he suddenly appeared in the boat.

The most important thing is that when Zhuo Rusui summoned the real swords from all peaks to form an formation to fight against Nan Chao... the No Er Sword also appeared!

If it hadn't been for the death of the old ancestor Nan of Kirishima, the expulsion of the Sword God of the West Sea, the appearance of Daoist Taiping, and too many major events, the appearance of Fuji Sword would definitely cause an uproar.

Even if no one discussed it at the time, various conjectures would arise afterwards.

The No-Er Sword is the main sword of Liangwang Peak, it has already been ascended with Jing Jing, why did it suddenly appear in the world?

Many people know that the No Er Sword is in Liu Shisui's hands.

The relationship between Liu Shisui and Jing Jiu is well known to the world.

Thus, all doubts fell on Jing Jiu.

In the past two years, there have been countless speculations about Jing Jiu's origin and identity in the practice world.

The same is true of Qingshan disciples.

He Zhan looked at Jing Jiu's back and said, "I went back to the nunnery, and I heard that you sent my aunt back?"

Jing Jiu hummed.

He Zhan said, "Then who are you?"

Back then, the four of them and Bai Zao in Baotong Temple had vaguely guessed Guo Dong's identity.

With the deepening of his contact with Shuiyuean, he made this judgment even more clear.

He was seriously injured in the winter, and Jing Jiu actually sent him back, so what is the relationship between the two of them?

He Zhan hesitated for a while, and asked, "Are you really the illegitimate son of Master Jingyang?"

This is the most widely circulated guess in the practice world.

Jing Jiu turned around, looked at him and hummed.

Second tone.

He wasn't angry and wanted to ask He Zhan if he wanted to die, but he was really surprised that someone would think so.

He Zhan smiled and said, "No matter how you look at it, this is the most reliable inference."

Jing Jiu said, "No."

He Zhan was puzzled and asked, "What's the matter with Bu Er Jian?"

Jing Jiu said, "I can only remind you that both Liu Shisui and Liu Ci are named Liu."

He Zhan let out a little surprise, as if realizing something.

Jing Jiu turned around and left.

He Zhan did not discuss with him the game Tong Yan and Su Ziye set up in the West Sea.

Jing Jiu also didn't mention the conversation with Bu Qiuxiao in Chaoge City.

Things in the world are meaningless, and it is not necessarily a good thing to have to find out the truth.

Dongling mountains stretch continuously, like bonsai between heaven and earth, and the scenery is quite beautiful.

Arriving under a pine tree on the top of a peak, Jing Jiu turned to look at where he came from.

Liming Lake has turned into a small mirror, and the lights of the Zhaixing Building have turned into a little firefly.

Ah Da got out of his sleeve, climbed up his arm skillfully and squatted on top of his head.

Its eyes fell on the shore of Liming Lake in the distance, and its consciousness moved slightly: "Just leave like this, are you not afraid of accidents?"

Jing Jiu hummed.

Ah Da didn't understand.

"Even if we secretly gave the Zhenshu to the beauty of the Chen family, that prince must still have the magic weapon at the bottom of the box. If the two sides really fight, I'm afraid many people will die."

Jing Jiu said, "Jing Shu will give up."

Ah Da's eyes widened.

"Jing Shu? Is this the old lady's name? Why are you so sure?"

Jing Jiu said, "I know what she wants."

Ah Da glanced at him, thinking that you actually know her? When did you see it? I do not know how? Does Nan Wang know?

Jing Jiu said, "When she was very young."

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The chaos at Dawn Lake gradually subsided.

Practitioners of various sects have already taken advantage of the chaos and left.

The confrontation between the two factions of the Xuanling Sect has also ended.

The Zhaixing Building is still brightly lit, in the darkness before dawn, it is like a huge lantern, a little dazzling.

There is no one else in the Zhaixing Building, only three women.

Sese knelt in front of the couch and didn't speak.

Her eye sockets were a little red, probably from crying just now, but at this moment she was already very calm, even a little indifferent.

Mrs. Chen was sitting in a wheelchair with a blanket on her back, so she couldn't see her legs that were broken at the knees.

Having encountered such a tragedy, her expression is still gentle, and there is no trace of resentment in her eyes.

She looked at the old lady on the couch and greeted softly: "Mother, how are you doing these few days?"

"Of course it's not very good. I always like to leave some leeway when doing things in my life, but now it seems that it is wrong."

The old lady looked at Sese and said, "You are too, girls are extroverted."

Sese was a little unconvinced, and said, "Aren't you the same? You weren't named De when you were born."

The old lady said: "Yes, I married from Jingzong, and I never thought about it for my mother's family. I am like this, and you will be like this. Then how can I not worry?"

Sect Master Chen asked softly: "Since that's the case, mother, what worries do you have about my daughter-in-law?"

The old lady looked at her expressionlessly and said: "Even if you are bad in every way, you are good to my son, so I have been able to tolerate you, but if he is dead, with your temperament, you will definitely remarry, right?"

Chen Zongzhu smiled and said: "My daughter-in-law has achieved a little bit of cultivation, maybe there are hundreds of years to go, if there is no one to accompany her, how can she go on? Don't say whether to remarry, you always need to find a companion."

The old matriarch stared into her eyes and said, "Will Xuanling Sect still be named De in a few hundred years? How can I keep you?"

Chen Zongzhu said comfortingly: "Isn't there still Sese? Why do you worry about these small things."

The old matriarch gave her a cold look, turned to Sese and said, "Let's talk about you again. I originally wanted to find you a son-in-law, but you just quit and insisted on marrying a monk. Can a monk return to vulgarity? Can he become a husband?"

Thurse pouted and didn't speak.

Sect Master Chen persuaded: "It's late at night, mother, please rest well."

The so-called rest is naturally not as simple as sleeping overnight, but that the old lady will only be able to live in this building in the days to come. Sect Master Chen's meaning is very clear, although you want to kill our mother and daughter, Mrs. Madam, our mother and daughter will not kill you. You just wait in this building to die slowly, anyway, it shouldn't take too long.

It's a little strange that the old lady didn't do anything until the end.

She is old and frail, but she is still the one with the highest realm and the deepest cultivation in Xuanling Sect.

If she really chooses to go all out, she really can't tell what will happen in the end.

Sese pushed the wheelchair and walked out of the building.

The old matriarch suddenly said: "The Zhongzhou faction Kaishan, how are you going to deal with it?"

Chen Zongzhu said: "If you hadn't died before that day, I would naturally ask you to die, so you don't have to think about it."

The old lady said in a deep voice: "Do you think the Zhongzhou faction will give up like this?"

Sect Master Chen raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said, "With the help of Mr. Jing Jiu, my daughter-in-law is not afraid."

The old matriarch could no longer maintain a calm and indifferent look, and stood up from the couch, cursing loudly.

"You're a vixen who deserves to be hacked into pieces! I should have ripped you alive back then!"