Chapter 524 The Boy in White Should Still Be There, but the Bamboo Chair Is Changed

Jing Jiu glanced at Yuan Qijing, meaning hurry up.

Yuan Qijing sighed and said, "That's it."

The Qingshan disciples were a little confused, thinking to themselves, what is that? Before the end of the song, shouldn't the result be announced first?

Even if Mr. Yuan Gui supports the little uncle, wouldn't there still be you and Mr. Ye Xiao?

At this moment, Yuan Qijing walked up to the small hut and bowed to Jing Jiu who was in the chair.

"Shangdefeng Yuan Qijing pays homage to the head."

This is his attitude.

As for the attitude of the dead dog, naturally there is no need to ask further.

Although you can use this to delay some time, why bother...

There are two people who are guarded by Qingshan and supported by Jianlu. No matter how you look at it, they should be qualified to sit in the position of head.

Master Guangyuan thought about these words, came to the hut, gave Jing Jiu a deep look, and then solemnly saluted: "Shiyue Peak Lu Guangyuan, meet the master."

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"Bihu Peak Cheng Youtian, I pay my respects to the head."

"Yun Xingfeng looks down, and pays homage to the head."

Several peak masters came to the hut one by one to meet Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu sat in the chair, stroked the cat, and nodded.

Zhao Layue stood there without moving.

Nan Wang didn't move either.

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Then came the elders of each peak.

"In the past, Feng Cheng must be true, and I pay my respects to the master."

"Late banquet at the Virtue Peak, and meet the master."

"Qingrong Peak Meili, pay my respects to the master."

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"Meet the master!"

Hundreds of Qingshan disciples bowed down in unison to Xiaolu.

Hundreds of flying swords in the night sky drooped slightly, as if saluting.

The sword intent rose suddenly and went straight to the sky.

In the night sky, the idle clouds cleared away, and the stars were even more brilliant.

Tianguang Peak is full of solemn taste.

The sword peak in the distance felt a sense, and accompanied by countless low humming sounds, at least thousands of flying swords rose into the air, aiming at the direction of Tianguang Peak, congratulating them.

Under the light of the stars, those flying swords, which are either deep or shallow, exude silver or black luster, which may not be called beautiful, but they have a thrilling aura.

Seeing this scene, all Qingshan disciples were so shocked that they could not speak.

Is this the legendary Wan Jian Lai Chao?

Being able to trigger such a vision, is it possible that Jing Jiu was born to be the head of Qingshan? Even those who were least willing to accept Jing Jiu as the head, after seeing this scene, could not help but have such thoughts, and the doubts and dissatisfaction in their hearts gradually weakened unconsciously.

At such a solemn and solemn moment, a very discordant voice sounded.

"I'm still against you being the head."

Jian Ruyun stared at Jing Jiu, her eyes filled with despair, "Unless you kill me."

Jing Jiu ignored him.

This kind of ignorance made Jian Ruyun feel even more angry, and with a clear whistle, he called out Feijian.

Zhao Layue's eyes were slightly cold, and Fu Sijian was ready to strike at any time.

Jian Ruyun didn't want to kill Jing Jiu because he knew that he was no match. What he wanted was to commit suicide and use his own blood to wash away the ugliness and sin in this place.

With a bright rainbow, that flying sword pierced towards his forehead!

He entered the You Ye Primary Stage very early, and his swordsmanship is extraordinary. It is difficult for anyone to stop him from committing suicide at such a close distance.

Jing Jiu still didn't look at him.

There was a soft buzz.

The sword light stopped in the air, and then fell to the ground, splashing some broken ice.

"Why don't you let me die!"

Jian Ruyun looked at Yuan Qijing, and shouted angrily and desperately: "If I want to watch this villain become the master of Qingshan, I might as well let me die!"

"I don't care if you die or not."

Yuan Qijing said with a blank expression: "As a junior, you provoke Zhufeng not to follow the will, and you will be punished in the sword prison. If you want to die, come out and say it."

This time Jian Ruyun was really desperate.

The deacon disciple of Shangde Peak came and took him away from Tianguang Peak.

Yuan Qijing looked at Jing Jiu.

This means waiting for him to speak.

Now that he is the leader, he has to say something.

At least look back at the past and look forward to the future.

Jing Jiu said, "Everything remains the same."

Qingshan disciples listened carefully.

Jing Jiu said, "That's it."

Hearing this, disciple Qingshan looked at each other in blank dismay, a little suspicious of his ears.

This is the end?

What Jing Jiu said was the truth.

He was never in charge.

Liu Ci did a good job.

Then it is as before.

save trouble.

And ascetics should practice Taoism, today has been delayed for a day, what are you still doing standing here, hurry up and leave.

Yuan Qijing knew that he was such a person, and said blankly: "The details will be discussed later, let's go."

After saying this, he stepped on his sword and flew up to Defeng.

Shangdefeng disciples hurriedly saluted Jing Jiu, and then followed.

The rest of the peaks did the same, and left with their swords.

It's just that those flying swords in the night sky are very slow, and many people can't help but look back at the top of Tianguang Peak.

The starlight shines on the small cottage.

Jing Jiu sat in the chair, stroking the white cat.

That white dress and that calmness added a deeper meaning to this picture, which will surely remain in everyone's memory for many years.

Yushan also left with the brothers who went up to Defeng, thinking about the scene of Jing Jiu walking towards the small hut earlier, sitting on the chair with fluttering white clothes, hands folded in front of him involuntarily, eyes full of the light of night stars.

Back then in Xijiange, they were classmates, then she called Jing Jiu Senior Brother, and later Senior Martial Uncle, and now she is going to be called Master?

On another flying sword not far away, a disciple of Shangde Peak surnamed Lu had a similar emotion.

Thirty years ago, when he went to that small mountain village, he saw that natural Daoist, and also saw that young man in white lying on a bamboo chair.

The white clothes that the boy was wearing tonight seemed to be the same, but the chair was changed.

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Hundreds of flying swords are leaving Tianguang Peak and flying towards various places, but the speed is extremely slow, full of the feeling of "reluctance", those sword lights seem to stop in the night sky, mixed with the sky full of stars, it seems that the sea of ​​stars has fallen into the world.

The peak became much quieter, the people from Shenmo Peak did not leave, neither did the elders and disciples from Tianguang Peak.

Jing Jiu took over as the head of Qingshan, and naturally became the peak master of Tianguang Peak, so of course corresponding arrangements had to be made.

After crossing the Nanshan Mountain, he walked to the hut, and began to report related matters. Apart from the matter of Tianguang Peak, he was also in charge of the disciples of Liangwang Peak, and it seemed that he would have to talk for a long time.

Looking at those younger brothers and disciples who were calm and calm, and hearing Nanshan's voice, Bai Rujing's mood became worse and worse.

Previously he could object to Jing Jiu being the head of the sect because Jing Jiu was not the head of the sect yet.

Now that Jing Jiu has been confirmed as the leader, he certainly won't make trouble again.

If he dared to do anything at this time, it would be rebellion. If he wins, he may become the master. And if he loses, he will be a rebellious traitor, will be suppressed into the sword prison, and will not be able to come out for life, just like Master Tailu, who is not even qualified to go to Yinfeng to wait for death.

Bai Rujing's greatest ambition is nothing more than the real power of Tianguang Peak, how dare he covet the slightest bit of headship.

But he felt that at least he had the right not to be humiliated here.

"What orders does Master Sect have?"

He didn't wait for Nanshan to say a few words, he stood up and said to Jing Jiu, "If it's all right, I'll take my leave first."

When he spoke, his expression was not respectful, but he was not deliberately loose, appearing very calm.

But for some reason, the people at the top of the peak always felt that the word "Master" was full of ridicule and ridicule when they heard the phrase "Sir Sect Leader".

Jing Jiu was not angry.

People who have ghosts in their hearts will see everyone as ghosts.

Only when he felt that he was not worthy of the title of Master Sect Master would he feel it was a mockery.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Bai Rujing was slightly startled, saluted, turned around and walked down the peak.

Although his courtesy to Jing Jiu was not lacking, his movements were a little too quick.

What's more, at this time, Guo Nanshan is still reporting, but he left on his own, what is this?

Lu Qing and Yuan Qu felt a little annoyed as they looked at the back of the uncle.

Bai Rujing came to a certain place in front of the cliff, ready to drive down the peak with his sword, but the depression in his heart could not be dissipated, and finally he couldn't help snorting.

The peak was very quiet, everyone heard the cold hum.

Immediately afterwards, everyone heard another voice.

"Um?"

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Master Liu Ci doesn't like long speeches very much. Whenever his disciples report something, they often only use the word "um" to give a response.

Disciples like Zhuo Rusui also inherited the master's habits.

Therefore, what the elders and disciples of Tianguang Peak are best at is listening and discerning meaning.

They could easily hear the dissatisfaction and accusation contained in this seemingly doubtful hum.

The Tianguang Peak became even quieter, like dead silence, and the stars falling in the night sky became a little colder.

Bai Rujing stopped in his tracks, remained silent for a while, then turned around and asked, "Does the head have any orders?"

Jing Jiu lowered his head and petted the cat, asking, "What are you humming?"

Bai Rujing stared into his eyes, and said word by word: "From now on, Qingshan can't even hum?"

Ah Da lay on Jing Jiu's lap, watching the grief and indignation on this man's face, and thought disdainfully, who would dare to hum at him except Yuan Qijing?

Lu Qing took a step forward, looked at Bai Rujing and asked, "Is there any dissatisfaction with Master Master being the head of the family teacher?"

To be questioned by a junior disciple, Bai Rujing was extremely angry. Unable to hold back any longer, he said in a stern voice: "I would like to know, is it possible that the head of the sect wants to punish me just because of snorting? The head of the sect has just succeeded to the throne today, so it is really a great prestige!"

Hearing this sentence, Jing Jiu's hands tightened slightly, not sure if it was because of anger or other reasons.

The problem is... his hands are always touching the cat.

Ah Da felt a tightness in his back, and subconsciously groaned.

That powerful prestige appeared on the peak again, and the wind howled.

Sensing the extreme danger, Bai Rujing subconsciously called out Feijian and stopped him.

At this time, Lu Qing's voice sounded very timely.

"Bold! How dare you show your sword to the head! What is your intention!"

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The summit became silent again.

After Ah Da finished yelling, he glanced at Jing Jiu with some resentment, and didn't do anything else.

Everyone looked at the flying sword under the night sky.

Bai Rujing's complexion was very ugly, and he cursed so many dirty words in his heart.

Obviously, this is a game set up by the opponent, just to provoke him to make a move.

The problem is, facing that feeling of extreme danger, everyone will subconsciously act like him.

Anger to anger, he knew that he had to take his sword back immediately, otherwise he would really be splashed with dirty water by Gu Qing.

With a slight movement in his mind, the flying sword flew back through the air...but he didn't come back!

Accompanied by crisp impact.

An extremely bright spark appeared in the night sky.

A flying sword with a quiet breath appeared in the night sky, blocking his sword.

All disciples of Qingshan know this sword.

Cosmic Front!

Bai Rujing's face was ashen, looking at Jing Jiu in the chair, he thought to himself what do you mean?

Don't you just want to humiliate me, frame me, and really want to fight me?

Is it up to you?

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People who were slowly leaving Tianguang Peak all saw the spark in the night and knew that it was the trace of two swords meeting.

Everyone stopped and looked towards the top of Tianguang Peak. They couldn't help being surprised to see the scene of Bai Rujing confronting Jing Jiu.

Master, what is this going to do?

Daoist Guangyuan and Fu Wang were also very surprised, but they thought differently. What they didn't understand was...how did Jing Jiu do it?

Before Bai Rujing was not attacking with his sword, but withdrew his sword, unexpectedly stopped by Universe Front.

You must know that the distance from Jing Jiu to Bai Rujing is more than ten times longer than the distance from Jian to Bai Rujing, and there is no fixed way to withdraw the sword, it follows the invisible connection between the sword pill and the flying sword, trying to stop the opponent from returning the sword is infinitely more difficult than blocking the opponent's flying sword attack!

Even if Jing Jiu is an unborn swordsman, how can he see this connection clearly and surpass this distance after counting all of Bai Rujing's swordsmanship?

Could it be that his sword has reached this level? Or was it just a coincidence?

What happened next proved no coincidence.

Bai Rujing forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart and the urge to teach Jing Jiu a lesson, and tried to withdraw the sword again.

A spark appeared again in the night sky.

Looking at this scene, Zhuo Rusui's eyes were filled with puzzlement.

Back then in Yunmeng Mountain, he once had a sword confrontation with Jing Jiu, and thousands of sparks were born in the night sky that day.

Tonight is obviously different from that day. Jing Jiu's realm strength has obviously increased many times. The question is, how many years have passed?

He failed to retract the sword twice, and Bai Rujing's face became even uglier.

In the eyes of some ordinary Qingshan disciples, he was even attacking Jing Jiu, but Jing Jiu stopped him.

Jing Jiu stood up holding the cat.

Bai Rujing understood what he meant, her eyes were slightly cold, and she raised her eyebrows slowly.

Whether it was the peak or the flying swords in the night sky, everyone was very nervous.

Until now, no one thought that Jing Jiu could defeat Bai Rujing, even though he had prevented Bai Rujing from withdrawing his sword twice.

One is a senior elder of Tianguang Peak who breaks the sea realm, and the other is a young genius who is a young genius in the middle realm of You Ye. They both sound powerful, but the difference in realm is so obvious...

There was a gust of breeze at the top of Tianguang Peak.

Jing Jiu's figure disappeared from the hut.

Bai Rujing let out a clear whistle, pointed his hands together as swords, and slashed forward.

The reason why he didn't draw the sword was because Universe Feng was there, and also because he knew what a crime it would be to take the initiative to strike the sword at the head of the sect.

Jing Jiu's figure appeared in front of him.

There were several more sword intents in front of Bai Rujing, forming an indestructible barrier, this is the true meaning of Chengtian swordsmanship.

Jing Jiu's hand fell into the air in front of him.

There were countless dense sounds of slaps, slaps, like the sound of swords breaking.

The barrier formed by Chengtian Sword Intent burst instantly.

There were two cracks in front of Bai Rujing's body, like a stone being hit hard, he flew upside down and hit the cliff heavily.

There was a loud bang.

There are gravel and broken pine everywhere in front of the cliff.

Bai Rujing was leaning against the cliff, blood was all over his body, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The summit was quiet.

Jing Jiu walked back with the cat in his arms, sat in a chair, and motioned to Nanshan to continue.