Chapter 564 One Sword, Long Time No See

I am still Jingyang.

Most of the people present couldn't understand Jing Jiu's words, and some people vaguely understood what he meant, but they couldn't be sure.

"I want to explain this matter."

Yuan Qijing took two steps forward, his eyes swept across the faces of the surrounding Qingshan Jianxiu and the representatives of various sects in the Yuntai.

The voices of discussion and uproar gradually subsided.

Who dares to ignore the majesty of Qingshan Sword Law?

Yuan Qijing's gaze finally fell on the cloud platform of the Zhongzhou faction, right on the face of Master Bai.

"Master Uncle Jingyang was about to succeed in his ascension back then, but he was unexpectedly attacked by some shameless rats. He was seriously injured and almost died."

Yuan Qijing withdrew his gaze, looked at Fang Jingtian and said solemnly: "During this catastrophe, Master Uncle had to use the thunder soul wood prepared in advance to attach the soul to the sword of Wanwu, so as to return to Chaotian Continent, with the sword as the body, so there are these strange signs you mentioned."

Fang Jingtian said in a deep voice: "He himself admitted that everything is one, why do you have to cover up this monster?"

Jing Jiu looked at him quietly and said, "If I am a sword like this, then what is your master? A piece of dead wood?"

To identify a life, is it the body or the soul?

Is a black cat with a human soul a human or a cat?

Is the devil living in the human body a human or a demon?

For ordinary people in the world, this is a difficult question.

Those zombie children who were occupied by the evil spirits of the underworld in the previous dynasty would often be protected by their mothers crying, waving kitchen knives, and not letting the people of the court get closer, let alone burning their "children" who could move. In the end, the whole town turned into hell... Isn't it because this question is difficult to answer?

But for ascetics, this problem is relatively much simpler.

No matter Nascent Soul, Sword Demon or those spiritual creatures of evil sects, they are all independent things that can exist without the body.

So in the eyes of ascetics, judging a person's identity is of course based on the soul.

According to Yuan Qijing's statement, Master Jingyang failed in his ascension and was forced to turn into a sword student, borrowing the sword body of Wanwuyijian—although it still feels a bit weird—but it seems that both the Qingshan Sect and other sects will agree that he is Master Jingyang.

That's what Jing Jiu meant by pointing to his eyebrows and saying that I'm still Jingyang.

Fang Jingtian wondered how Jing Jiu would deal with his troubles, and said with a sneer, "The problem is, you who are sitting in the chair... Did Uncle Jingyang take the sword body of Wanwuyi, or Wanwuyi took Uncle Jingyang's soul?"

This is the crux of the matter, and the hardest thing to judge.

Wanwuyi is Qingshan's first sword, but it disappeared hundreds of years ago. No one knows what it will look like when it transforms into a monster. Is it the same as Jing Jiu now.

If Jing Jiu really took the soul of Master Jingyang in one go, he would naturally inherit all the memories of Master Jingyang and even his talent for cultivating Taoism. No one can separate him from the real Jing Jing, no questions are useful, no tests are meaningless. As long as he doesn't admit it, it's a dead end.

"That's right! Since no one knows whether it's the former or the latter, is it just your mouth?"

Sese finally couldn't bear it anymore, jumped out from behind Chen Xueshao, and shouted at Fang Jingtian: "What is it that is a sword of all things? I have never heard of it, has anyone seen it!"

"I have never seen Wan Wu Yi, and I believe that senior brother and Liu Ci have not seen it either, so Qing Shan was deceived by him."

Fang Jingtian patted the wheelchair lightly twice, and said: "Fortunately, there is still one person in Qingshan who has seen that sword demon before."

People's eyes fell on the skinny old man in the wheelchair.

From the very beginning, everyone was guessing the identity of this skinny old man.

Why was Fang Jingtian pushing this person here when he was exhausted and was about to die?

It's just that what happened one after another was so shocking that people didn't have time to think about it.

Fang Jingtian said: "Fellow fellows, this is Mo Chengfeng's Tai Fu master uncle."

When they heard the name Tai Fu Master Uncle, most people didn't react because they had never heard of it.

Some people thought that if even Fang Jingtian had to be called Master Uncle, wouldn't it mean that this person's generation was higher than Master Taiping and Master Jingyang?

People like Master Bai, Zen Zi, and Master Shuiyuean naturally know the name of Tailu, and they also remember the Mo Cheng Peak that has disappeared in the green hills. They can't help but change their expressions, thinking that this person is older than Master Taiping, and he is still alive? This is really incomprehensible.

The spread of news is often faster than Furth Sword. The practitioners around Tianguang Peak soon knew the origin of this Tai Fu master uncle, and they couldn't help being in an uproar.

"The Qingshan sect still has a teacher of this generation, how did he survive to this day?" Xiang Wanshu said with a trembling voice.

Bai Zhenren looked at the picture of the peak indifferently, like a spectator watching a play.

That year in the cemetery by Liming Lake, she stood in front of the grave of the old Madam De, and she had already predicted today's arrival.

It's just that even she didn't expect that Tailu was still alive, and the real person Taiping arranged such a plot, which is really wonderful.

Bai Zao lowered her head again, so weak that no one could see her eyes and thoughts.

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Tai Lu leaned in the wheelchair, looked at Jing Jiu under the hut in the distance, and said calmly, "Wanwuyi, long time no see."

His tone was calm, but his eyes were complicated.

There are killing intentions and regrets.

There is mockery and there is joy.

As for his voice itself, it was as old and frail as his body.

Everyone seemed to be able to see that those skinny words were about to scatter.

No one has ever seen everything turned into a demon queen, so no matter how much evidence Fang Jingtian presents, he can't prove that Jing Jiu is not Jingyang.

But Tailu had lived in Qingshan long enough to actually see that sword.

What he said will become the most powerful proof.

Jing Jiu knew that Uncle Tailu had really seen Wanwu Yijian, on the night when senior brother forced Wanwuyi into Mo Chengfeng.

But that doesn't matter, no one in Qingshan is older than him, so no one can question what he said.

Just like before, no one can prove whether he is Jingyang or Wanwuyi.

"Long time no see, uncle."

Everyone could tell that he was speaking as Jingyang.

"Sword Demon, do you still want to continue fooling around at this time?"

There was a hint of playfulness in Tai Lu's old eyes.

Jing Jiu clearly received the message the other party wanted to convey.

Whether you are Jingyang or Wanwuyi, today is a dead end.

When Mo Chengfeng was bloodbathed back then, this debt must always be repaid.

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Suddenly there was a wind and snow cage Qingfeng.

The three-foot sword pierced through the air, pointing directly at the wheelchair.

Yuan Qijing looked at Fang Jingtian and said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother, you have crossed the line."

The current Qingshan Righteous Way belongs to the lineage of Shangde Peak, inherited from Daoyuan Zhenren and Shen Zhou Zhenren, halfway was disrupted by Master Mo Chengfeng, and it was not until more than 600 years ago that Taoism was resumed under the joint guards of Taiping Zhenren, Jingyang Zhenren, Liu Ci, Yuan Qijing, Ye Xiao and Yinfeng.

At that time, Master Tailu was Mo Chengfeng's supreme genius.

Fang Jingtian, as a direct disciple of Shangde Peak and the three disciples of Daoist Taiping, unexpectedly released Tai Fu out of the Sword Prison privately today, which can even be regarded as treason.

Tai Lu leaned in the wheelchair, looked at Yuan Qijing and snorted coldly: "You junior have guarded me for hundreds of years, now that I'm dying, can't you come out and say a few words? Don't forget, your master didn't drive me out of the mountain gate back then, so I'm still your master uncle!"

"That's right, Tai Fu Master Uncle was indeed guilty back then, but he is still Master Uncle after all, why can't he believe what he said?"

Fang Jingtian looked at Yuan Qijing and said: "What's more, in my opinion, letting a sword demon be the master of Qingshan is the most unbearable thing for Qingshan disciples."

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As the snow fell and the three-foot sword appeared, the temperature on the peak dropped sharply, and the atmosphere became tense.

Zhao Layue knew that Yuan Qijing couldn't do anything, because Fang Jingtian was already in the sky.

Master Liu Ci turned into a spring rain, leaving the Qingshan sect with only one majestic figure left. Although relying on Jing Jiu's design to repel the Zhongzhou sect's advance in the Guocheng Temple, it was a little relieved, but it was not a long-term solution after all. Fang Jingtian was too important to the current Qingshan sect.

Since Fang Jingtian's status is important, it is difficult to punish him.

What's more, it seems that he has a very good reason for bringing Tai Fu out of the Sword Prison, that is to prevent Qingshan from letting a monster become the master, and then be ashamed for generations.

If Fang Jingtian's crime is not cured, Tai Lu can speak, and Jing Jiu cannot escape the suspicion of the sword demon.

How can this situation be broken?

She looked at the stone ground on the cliff with a blank expression, thinking silently in her heart that the only way to let this old man die.

If you die, there is no proof.

Now many Qingshan disciples have believed Fang Jingtian's words, thinking that Jing Jiu is the sword demon.

Not to mention the disciples of the elders of Xilai Peak, Gu Han of Liangwang Peak, and others, even Guo Nanshan obviously began to waver.

At this critical moment, no one would attack Tai Fu, not even Zhuo Rusui who ate two meals of hot pot at Shenmo Peak.

As the sword law of Qingshan, Yuanqijing would not kill Tailu at such a critical moment, so as to make it a reality.

Jing Jiu couldn't do it himself, because that would be murder to silence the public in the eyes of the world.

Then I can only come by myself, the problem is that she is now a wanderer, how can she kill a teacher who is three generations higher?

Tailu is old and frail, and it can even be said that the fuel is exhausted, but no matter how you think about it, it should be a powerful sword cultivator with an extremely advanced state. How can you kill yourself?

What's more, Fang Jingtian's hands are always on the wheelchair, he is a newly promoted Tongtian.

- The cat must be thrown first.

Looking at the accumulated water and snow on the bluestone floor, Zhao Layue thought to herself.

Then she began to run the sword element silently, preparing to perform the most powerful, most consuming, and most dangerous seventh move in the Nine Deaths Sword Art.

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When Fang Jingtian said that Jing Jiu was not Jingyang, but a sword demon, Gu Qing raised his head.

He looked at Jing Jiu under the hut, his face was a little pale, his eyes were a little dazed, his mouth was slightly opened, and he looked like a child who had suffered a great mental shock.

Some people noticed the change in his expression, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic and emotional, thinking that Gu Qing, who was never chaotic when anything happened, finally became chaotic today.

No one knows, those are just appearances.

Beneath the seemingly tense and dazed expression was a heart that was still beating steadily and a brain that was calmer than usual.

Lu Qing thought more than Zhao Layue.

Why was Fang Jingtian able to bring out Tai Fu Taoist from the Sword Prison?

Why didn't Master Ye Roar stop it? What was it thinking?

Does this mean that Uncle Yuan Qi Jing might be persuaded by Fang Jingtian, believing that Master is really the sword demon?

How can the current situation be broken?

Tai Furen must die.

Master cannot be allowed to do it himself.

I am the first stage of You Ye, how can I kill the other party?

When he was in the Sea of ​​Ice Storm a few years ago, he was able to break through, but he has been forcibly suppressing it, so let's do it today.

Breaking the boundary will trigger an explosion of heaven and earth aura, and the first sword at that time will have double the power, and the sword maker will definitely suffer backlash, but it is worth taking the risk.

What's more, Zhao Layue will definitely make a move, and that guy.

Of course, Uncle Fang Jingtian is behind the wheelchair, so... the only thing I can do is ask Mr. White Ghost to move.

Lu Qing looked at the white cat lying in Jing Jiu's arms, quickly deduced all the details again, and felt that success was somewhat possible.

So let's get started.

Thinking of these words, he has quietly come to the rear side of Xiaolu.