Chapter 532

The monkeys on Shiyue Peak were too noisy, far more noisy than Liu Shisui and the young monk from Guocheng Temple, so Jing Jiu didn't land in front of the Taoist temple surrounded by forests, but went directly to somewhere behind the peak. There are more than a dozen seemingly ordinary courtyards, which store extremely precious practice books and elixirs, and are very heavily guarded.

In order to prevent the sky fire, there is no other vegetation in this cliff except for the fire-resistant iron trees.

The iron tree neither blooms nor bears fruit, and the leaves are bitter and unpalatable, so there are no monkeys here.

Universe Front's sword light startled Shiyue Peak, Jing Jiu was surrounded by more than ten flying swords when he landed, and there were at least a few murderous formations ready to launch at any time.

A disciple shouted and asked, "Who is here?"

Jing Jiu turned around.

"Little Martial Uncle... No, Master Sect Leader!"

"Meet the master!"

"See Master Sect Master!"

The disciples of Shiyue Peak looked at his face and were taken aback. They quickly put away their flying swords and saluted one after another.

Jing Jiu said, "I'll see for myself, you don't want to follow."

What he said was not to follow, not not to follow, naturally not showing the affinity of the new head. The disciples of Shiyue Peak looked at each other speechlessly, thinking that this is the forbidden area of ​​Qingshan, where the most important cultivation classics and medicinal treasures are stored... Well, the whole Qingshan is yours, you can go wherever you want.

Jing Jiu walked into a small courtyard not far away, and came to a small three-story building.

The elder in the building had already got up and waited. Jing Jiu didn't speak to him, and walked directly into the building.

The elder was taken aback, and with a wrong hand, Jian Yuan rushed out, using the fastest speed to undo the formation in the stairwell.

Jing Jiu continued to move forward without stopping.

The elder followed behind him, waving his hands non-stop, and continued to release the formation. After only counting the time, fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

There are six extremely dangerous formations in this seemingly ordinary three-story building, and it is difficult for practitioners who have broken through the sea boundary to break in by force.

When he reached the third floor, Jing Jiu stopped and said hard work to the elder.

The elder bowed and saluted, then exited the building, and stood in front of the stone steps to prevent anyone from entering the building by mistake and disturbing the master's reading.

It suddenly occurred to Jing Jiu that Yuan Qijing hadn't entrusted the Green Mountain Formation to him.

He didn't think much about it, and walked into the building, easily found the row of shelves, and took out a very thin booklet inside.

When he first arrived in Qingshan, he stayed in Shiyue Peak for ten years. He didn't learn how to grow flowers and weeds, make alchemy and prepare medicine, but just read all the practice books in the peak. Later, he visited it a few times, and he didn't come again until he confirmed that even the Qingshan Sect couldn't find newer training books.

He still remembers those practice classics worth remembering, and he didn't come here today to review, but to read that book.

That old book has very little content, mainly talking about a method of self-observation.

——Looking at flowers with a mirror, when the mirror becomes fragments, the flowers will multiply accordingly, but if the mirror finally turns into powder, all the flowers will disappear at the same time.

This method of self-observation is not profound, let alone mysterious, but the technique of mirroring that the author deduces from it is very important.

Inspired by this kind of split-mirror technique, Taiping real person created the formation of smoke disappearing.

Jing Jiu didn't read the words on the thin booklet, but rubbed the paper, checked the approximate age, and at the same time confirmed that he couldn't read anything.

He walked out of the small building, handed the booklet to the elder, and said, "Check where this book came from."

The elder asked: "When does the head want to find out?"

Jing Jiu said, "At the very beginning."

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The news was soon reported to Guangyuan Zhenren.

Master Guangyuan took the thin book and looked at it, and was silent for a long time. The current Qingshan Mountains are all from the lineage of Shangde Peak, and the peak master with his qualifications more or less understands some of the disappearing clouds formation, and knows the relationship between this book and that formation. Why did Jing Jiu want to find out the origin of this book?

He thought for a while and said: "Since it is the order of the head, then check it carefully."

Just because of Jing Jiu's words, the entire Shiyue Peak moved.

The seven elders, with dozens of disciples and hundreds of deacons, didn't do anything, but came here to check the origin of the book. The teachers came up with ideas and issued orders, dozens of disciples were responsible for analysis, and then made records and indexes, and hundreds of deacons had to carry heavy books and run back and forth between those courtyards.

There was a tense but lively atmosphere among the cliffs, even the iron trees seemed to be infected, shaking slightly in the wind, as if they wanted to bloom.

It is inevitable that there will be some complaints. For example, a disciple in charge of Xishan Liushi Medicine Garden suddenly remembered that he forgot to use the rain today, and couldn't help but slander the new head for making a fool of himself, and then went to the teacher to plead guilty.

Who knew that the teacher didn't care, and said: "It's not important, first do the things that the head told me, but the leaves of Cuilan are easy to curl due to lack of water, you can wipe it with chalcedony liquid at night."

The disciple's expression changed instantly, thinking that there were 317 green orchids, and every one had to wipe the leaves, so could he still rest? And looking at this posture, I have to continue to look through these piles of old papers tomorrow!

The teachers felt that such a day was interesting, at least a little new, especially since the oldest classics hidden in the building had been brought out, many of which they had never read. While flipping through the classics they were interested in, they signaled the deacons to spread out the books carefully and lay them flat on the slate. In the library building on Shiyue Peak, there is an array to ensure the dryness and temperature, but things like books will still have problems if they don’t see the sun all year round.

The sun is good this spring, just right for drying books.

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If you want to find out the origin of a book that has no origin, even if you are as good at deduction and calculation as Jing Jiu, you can't do it. But gathering the power of the peak of Yiyue, it took only three days to find out the exact clue - the original author of the book should be Yan Zhenlu, a master of cultivation thousands of years ago.

The problem is that when Jing Jiu asked to find out the very beginning, where did Yan Zhenlu's idea come from?

You must know that although this master practitioner is famous, he is a casual practitioner, and he did not belong to any sect until his death.

In the end, through a few unofficial histories of practice and a few scattered notes of local sects, the elders of Shiyue Peak probably came to a conclusion that Yan Zhenlu should be an abandoned disciple of Jingzong.

Jing Jiu was very satisfied with receiving the notification from Shiyue Peak, and thought that being the head of the sect would indeed be beneficial. In the past, he didn't feel it when he was the Supreme Master in Shenmo Peak, but if he was still an ordinary disciple now, Shiyue Peak would never let him investigate, let alone use so many resources to help him investigate.

After the hot pot that day, Yuan Qu and Ping Yongjia became much more honest, and even Ah Da became quieter.

Until one day, Gu Qing couldn't bear it anymore, and talked about Mei Hui again.

The spring is getting deeper, and the flowers that want to come to Chaoge City are also in bloom. The Meihui will be more than ten days away, but the Qingshan Sect has not yet elected a person, let alone set off.

Jing Jiu said, "The sword test will go on as usual, and Nan Wang will lead the team."

Lu Qing thought that as long as there is a word, it would be all right, so she hurriedly sent a message to Xi Laifeng and asked them to arrange specific matters.

The next day the sword test meeting was successfully held, but then an accident happened. Nan Wang said that she was going to retreat and didn't want to go to Chaoge City.

Gu Qing was a little worried. This was the first time since Master became the head of the sect that a peak master directly ignored Master's order. Would this mean anything?

Jing Jiu was a little surprised that Nan Wang practiced so diligently now, but he didn't worry too much, and said, "Then Guangyuan."

Then he remembered Qing Shan's sword test today, and asked, "Who won?"

Gu Qing didn't speak, just smiled and looked somewhere behind him.

Jing Jiu turned around and saw Yuan Qu standing by the window on the second floor of the Taoist Hall, holding his right hand in embarrassment.

Yuan Qu looks very ordinary in Shenmo Peak, and even has no sense of existence, but that's only because this is Shenmo Peak, and there are too many geniuses.

Jing Jiu was a little surprised, but also a little satisfied. Back then when he was still in Wuzhang Realm, he won consecutive victories against Ma Hua and Gu Han in the Qingshan Sword Trial, and even broke the famous Blue Sea sword that had been reported to Nanshan. The realm of Yuan Qu is ordinary, and Feijian is also ordinary. To be able to get the first place in the sword test, although the difficulty is far inferior, it still has its own style.

Thinking about this, he said to Yuan Qu: "You are not allowed to lose even if you go to Chaoge City."

The smile on Yuan Qu's face disappeared immediately, and he was thinking nervously, does the master master mean that I must take Mei Hui Dao to fight first?

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People from various sects participating in the Mei Hui went to Chaoge City one after another, and so did the Mirror Sect located in Emerald City. Jing Zongchang Shi left with more than ten disciples more than ten days ago, and the suzerain was in retreat again, so the person in charge of the sect's internal affairs became Que Niang. Que Niang's seniority is not the highest, and she is not the biggest senior sister among her peers, but she has good talent, strong comprehension, hardworking practice, and her realm has risen extremely fast, and she is extremely loved by the suzerain and Changshi. In addition to another reason, her status in the sect is even more special now.

Que Niang has won several chess games in a row and created the history of the Mei Club. She is recognized as the strongest player in chess, so she is inevitably a little lonely, so she didn't go this year. She put down the scroll in her hand, looked at the plum branch in the mirror, and sighed, thinking when will she have the chance to see Mr. Jing Jiu and Young Master Tong Yan playing chess again?

There were footsteps in the courtyard, some disciples came to report, and fellow Daoist Qingshan came to visit and asked to meet her by name.

Que Niang was a little strange, thinking that although Jingzong had a good relationship with Qingshan, she had no acquaintances in Qingshan, but in Yunmeng Mountain, who came to see her?

She walked outside the courtyard and looked at the two people brought by the Jingzong disciple, feeling even more strange.

The spring day is mild, why are these two people wearing hats?

Que Niang smiled and said, "I don't know the two friends..."

The Qingshan disciple walking in front raised his hat slightly, revealing half of his face.

Que Niang's eyes were full of surprises, she signaled the Jingzong disciple to step back, led the two of them into the small courtyard, bowed to the man, and said, "Mr. Jing Jiu, why are you here?"

The two took off their hats, and it was Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue.

Que Niang hurriedly saluted Zhao Layue again, and suddenly remembered Jing Jiu's current identity, her expression changed suddenly, and she saluted seriously again: "I have seen the real master."

She had done so many things in such a short period of time, so it was inevitable that she seemed a little flustered, her face was a little red, and her small freckles were slightly shiny, making her look even more cute.

Que Niang was pleasantly surprised, but also a little puzzled, she thought to herself that Chaoge City was holding a plum meeting, and the Zhongzhou faction was in a hurry to persecute it, why did you come to Jingzong? And the dignified head of Qingshan, can he just walk around so casually?

Jing Jiu directly stated his intention of coming.

Que Niang felt that the name Yan Zhenlu was familiar, but she couldn't remember which senior in the sect she was, and said, "Maybe I should ask the teacher."

Zhao Layue caught the white cat that crawled out of Jing Jiu's sleeve, held it in her arms and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

When Que Niang was about to leave, she stopped suddenly and said apologetically, "I have to report this matter to Master."

It's not that there will be any trouble in checking Yan Zhenlu, but that Jing Jiu's status is different now.

No matter what, Que Niang must report to the Sovereign, otherwise what if something happened to him here?

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The master of Jingzong was still in seclusion, but Que Niang didn't care so much, and directly alarmed his old man.

The head of Qingshan's visit to Jingzong has not been such a major event for many years. Even if it is obviously a secret visit, it is countless times more important than retreating or something.

After listening to Que Niang's report, the Sect Master of Jingzong pondered for a moment and said: "I have the impression that Yan Zhenlu must have been out of the Zongli. Although I don't know what the head of Jing wants to investigate, I will cooperate with all my strength, but... since he came here in private, he must not want to be known by others, so I will not come forward. You should also be careful not to leak the news."

From that day on, Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue stayed in the small courtyard and never left.

The elders and disciples of Jingzong, just like the elders and disciples of Shiyue Peak, began to look for stories in those piles of old papers.

Fortunately, the spring day in Emerald City is also very good, so you can hang out books by the way.

Que Niang stayed with Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue in the yard all the time, from time to time she glanced curiously at the white cat in Zhao Layue's arms, and most of the time she kept peeking at Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu knew that in the eyes of people like Tong Yan and Que Niang, beauty and ugliness were far less important than black and white, and knowing what she wanted to do, he said, "Come on."

Que Niang was startled for a while before she woke up, she was extremely pleasantly surprised, and said: "Sir, you are so kind!"

She was the only one who saw the end of the shocking game at Qipanshan, which had a great impact on her chess skills.

From that day on, she had always regarded Jing Jiu as her teacher, and at this moment, feeling agitated, she yelled out directly.

Zhao Layue sat on the chair with the white cat in her arms, thinking that the sir's shout was not bad.

"When talking about you a few times in these years, I subconsciously called you Mr., which caused many people in the sect to misunderstand." Que Niang came to her senses and said with a little embarrassment, "Last year you became the head of Qingshan, but the teachers thought that there was some relationship between me and you, and paid more attention to me... Please forgive me."

There was a chessboard in her room, which turned into countless chessboards when reflected by the mirrors in the room.

Jing Jiu picked up a white pawn, looked at her and said, "What the mirror looks like to you is the problem of the mirror, not your problem."

When Que Niang heard this, she was silent for a long time, took out a sunspot and put it on the chessboard lightly, and said, "Please teach me, Master."