Chapter 568 I Am All the Directions of My Cause and Effect

The normalization style of Chengtian swordsmanship is naturally difficult to learn.

With Ah Piao's talent, he has to study for several years without distraction before he can master it.

But for those big things in the sky-reaching realm, it is not too difficult to master.

The key is to keep secret.

Except for those who have been the head of Qingshan sect, no one knows this style of swordsmanship.

If someone else has mastered the method of controlling all things with one sword, how can the head of Qingshan sit still?

Unexpectedly, Daoist Taiping would pass this sword technique to A Piao.

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Deep in the sword prison.

At the end of that deep passage.

Xue Ji squatted on the bamboo chair wrapped in a quilt, looking at the fake snow-capped mountains and ice peaks on the fake window, as if she would never get tired of looking at them for tens of thousands of years.

Suddenly she turned around and looked in the direction of Tianguang Peak, a light flashed in her dark eyes, she yelled twice, full of contempt and mockery.

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Deep in the South.

In a deserted mountain temple.

The blue bird landed on a branch, glanced at some familiar god statues in the temple, tilted its head slightly, and was a little puzzled.

The next moment, it fell to the ground, moved the floating soil with its claws, and covered the exposed corner of the Qingtian Mirror again.

Suddenly it didn't know what it sensed, it turned its head to look in the direction of Qingshan, cooed twice, still full of doubts.

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Whether it's beeping or cooing, it's all screaming.

The Guiyi style of Chengtian swordsmanship is like a magic weapon that can recognize people and swallow souls. It calls you, do you dare to answer?

The Tianguang Peak was quiet, and everyone was waiting for Jing Jiu's decision.

Jing Jiu sat on the chair, slowly and steadily stroking the white cat's back with his right hand, without saying a word.

If he is real Jingyang, he can take out the Chengtian sword and let Ah Piao prove his identity.

Why hasn't he made a statement until now? We must know that the longer the delay, the easier it is to arouse suspicion.

"The Chengtian Sword is a sacred object of the Qingshan sect master, how can it be handed over to you, a demon from the underworld?"

Zhao Layue said with a cold expression.

How could Daoist Taiping miss this sentence?

A Piao looked at her and said, "If you don't believe me, I can transfer the Guiyi style to Senior Brother Yuan Qijing and let him try it."

No one does not believe in Yuan Qijing's virtues. He and Daoist Taiping have long turned against each other, and he is the most suitable person to do this because he is the sword law of Qingshan.

So far, Daoist Taiping has blocked all Jing Jiu's escape routes.

The thunder in the high sky had already stopped, the top of Tianguang Peak was silent, even the sound of the white cat yawning was so clear.

Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere became more and more dignified and tense.

The faces of Guo Nanshan and other Qingshan disciples became more and more serious, and even Lei Yijing, Yao Songshan and others began to feel at a loss.

Jing Jiu still didn't speak, nor did he intend to take out Chengtian's scabbard.

Zhao Layue looked at his back with dim eyes, thinking that it would be fine to let Yuan Qijing hold it for now, why bother to bet with Daoist Taiping?

Yes, there were at least 1,300 ascetics present, but she was the only one who knew what Jing Jiu was thinking.

Those who didn't know what Jing Jiu was thinking naturally came up with other ideas.

In their view, Jing Jiu didn't dare to take out the Chengtian scabbard, which showed that he was the sword of all things.

The emotions in the gazes that fell on him gradually changed.

From trust to suspicion, from calm to pain, from doubt to complacency, from bewilderment to hatred.

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"No wonder you were such a genius when you were young..."

Lu Shi, a disciple of Shangde Peak who led Jing Jiu and Liu Shisui to Nansong Pavilion back then, thought with some pain.

"Back then, you were so lazy but proud, just because you were that demon sword?"

Lin Wuzhi, a disciple of Tianguang Peak who took good care of Jing Jiu by the Xijian River, thought suspiciously.

"No wonder you were able to cross the border and defeat the enemy when you tried the sword in Qingshan, and you were able to break the sword that passed through Nanshan. How can you have an innate invisible sword body? It turns out that you are a sword demon!"

The master of Yunxing Peak bent down and thought about the things of these years, thinking in disgust.

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On the cloud platform where Suspense Sect is located.

Sese looked at the top of Tianguang Peak, and at Jing Jiu who was still sitting in the chair, her expression was very nervous.

Her hands were hanging by her side, clenched into fists, and she kept shouting in her heart: Take it out! Take it out!

In the wheelchair in front of her, Xuanling suzerain Chen Xueshao was very calm, with a hint of laziness in her beautiful eyes, and said with some regret: "So it's a sword demon... no wonder it's so good-looking."

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Among the more than a thousand practitioners present, there was another person who had a similar reaction to Chen Xueshao.

Junior Sister Yushan clasped her hands in front of her body and looked at Jing Jiu who was not far away, her bright eyes twinkled like stars in the night sky.

Her expression was a little dazed, and she thought to herself, no wonder the master master is actually a sword demon, no wonder he is so good-looking.

At this moment, a tall figure blocked her sight.

She was a little anxious, and wanted to ask the other party to give way, but suddenly found out that it was the uncle, stuck out her tongue, and retreated.

Accompanied by light snow, Yuan Qijing landed on the top of Tianguang Peak.

He glanced at A Piao, Fang Jingtian, and Jing Jiu, and was silent for a long time.

The wind and snow are not yet sick, and they are floating like catkins, which makes people feel a little panicked and a little depressed.

Just when everyone felt a little unbearable the tense atmosphere, he suddenly said with emotion: "Even if he is the One of Everything, so what?"

People who didn't know the secret history of Qingshan Sect were in an uproar.

Even those ordinary Qingshan disciples were like this. They didn't understand why the serious and upright Lawyer Uncle Jian would say such things.

If Jing Jiu really turned into a demon with Heavenly Sword, then of course he should be captured or even killed.

The peak masters of the Green Mountain Sect and some senior elders remained silent.

Because they all know what the sword of everything means to the Qingshan sect.

Countless years ago, a demon sword appeared in the south of the Chaotian Continent, and the heaven and the earth gave birth to an induction, and the spiritual veins gathered together, forming a peak.

The sword intent between the peaks is self-supporting, and flying swords are continuously produced. This is the current Yunxing Peak.

The founder of Kaipai got this monster sword, realized the true meaning of swordsmanship, and founded the Qingshan School.

Without the sword of all things, there would be no Qingshan sect.

This is a statement in a practical sense as well as a statement in a spiritual sense.

"You are wrong, because he is a sword demon, not a sword spirit."

Ah Piao's voice echoed on the top of Tianguang Peak, calm and firm.

Many people, especially people like Yuan Qijing and Fang Jingtian who used to be familiar with Daoist Taiping, had an illusion at this moment.

The blue-clothed boy floating in the air is not a royal child from the underworld, nor is it a letter, but the Daoist Taiping who wrote the letter.

Some people even seemed to see the huge figure of a fairy behind Ah Piao.

Ah Piao came to the hut, looked down at Jing Jiu, and said three words.

"If you are the true spirit of all things and one sword, of course you should be enshrined by the Qingshan sect for all generations."

"But when Immortal Jingyang took you to the sky, you suddenly became greedy and took his soul for your own use."

"You killed him, and you ate him, of course you are a monster."

Cheng Youtian's expression changed slightly, and he thought that if this was the case, then even the sword of Wanwu would not be able to stay.

There was a sudden chill in Fu Wang's eyes.

Only Nan Wang still looked into the distance with an indifferent expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

A Piao looked at Jing Jiu and continued: "Not to mention, after you lied to the head of Qingshan, you colluded with the underworld in a vain attempt to establish the underworld emperor again. Why did those priests of the underworld die in Lengshan? What kind of deal did you have with the underworld master? I saw it with my own eyes. Do you need evidence?"

Hearing this, Bu Qiuxiao turned around and glanced at Liu Shisui, and said, "You are not allowed to move later."

Master Bai thought to himself that this was really the style of Master Taiping, just like when the Qingshan School wanted to destroy the Xihai Sword Sect, he went to Xihai and used himself as a target.

This time he wanted to destroy Jingyang or Wanwuyi, and he used a similar method, but he didn't know why the boy in blue from the underworld would be willing to do so.

Jing Jiu also wanted to know the answer, so he asked A Piao, "What did that man promise you?"

If Ah Piao didn't show up today, he would become his direct disciple tomorrow.

In a dozen or so decades, he will be able to obtain the Seal of the Underworld Emperor and become the ruler of the underworld.

What kind of conditions did Daoist Taiping give so that he would not even be the Emperor of the Underworld?

"The teacher is very kind to me."

A Piao said: "And he promised to take me to practice and study in the world, so that I won't go back."

This condition looks very simple, even absurd, but if you taste it so carefully, you can know its meaning.

For people in the underworld, living in Chaotian Continent is like ascending.

You can ask any practitioner in Chaotian Continent how to choose between ascending and becoming a god emperor, and everyone will choose the former without hesitation.

"I see."

Jing Jiu didn't say anything more.

When it comes to the understanding of the underworld, he is indeed not as good as that person, and it is normal that he does not count this part.

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By this time, the situation had gradually become clear.

Most people have already believed Fang Jingtian's words.

Jing Jiu is not the reincarnation of Master Jingyang, but the sword demon Wanwuyi who has captured the soul of Master Jingyang.

The atmosphere in the arena became extremely tense.

The strong men of various sects on the platform looked serious.

The elders and disciples of the various peaks in Qingshan looked at Jing Jiu in the chair, their eyes were full of vigilance, and some even called out flying swords, ready to attack at any time.

Suddenly, dark clouds floated from high in the sky, covering the sun, and then raindrops fell. For some reason, they passed through the formation of the green mountains and landed between the cliffs.

It's not that the spring rain is gentle, but that the wind and rain are about to come.

"The real person wants to ask, you have always regarded yourself as Jingyang, and now you are colluding with the underworld, betraying relatives, and seeing that you are about to be suppressed and sent to the sword prison, how does it feel?"

Ah Piao looked at Jing Jiu and asked.

Each paragraph in this sentence is a story taken out alone, and a word can be added.

That was the experience of Daoist Taiping.

Jing Jiu said, "I don't feel anything, because what happened to him will never happen to me."

"The real person has one last question."

A Piao said: "Maybe until now you think that you are the real Jingyang, but have you ever thought that maybe you have forgotten...you are actually the One of Everything?"

This question is the real heartbreaker. If a person loses his own memory and gets a new and complete memory, he thinks that he is that person, only to find out in the end that all this is false. What kind of helplessness and sadness should that be?

All practitioners who heard this question fell silent.

Yeah, that's also a possibility.

Perhaps when Jing Jiu woke up, he had already inherited the memory of the real Jingyang, and thus he believed that he was the real Jingyang.

If so, what was wrong with him?

Many Qingshan disciples and practitioners from other sects think so.

For example, Cheng Youtian, Meili, Lin Wuzhi, and Zhen Tao from Shuiyue Temple and others, they looked at Jing Jiu who was sitting alone in the chair, and suddenly felt a lot of sympathy.

Master Bai raised his eyebrows slightly, he didn't understand that Master Taiping was going to imprison Jing Jiu in the Sword Prison and win a complete victory, why would he ask this question?

"Perhaps some people think that he is trying to find a way out for me... No, he just has a habit of winning in the final truth."

Jing Jiu said: "He wanted me to have self-doubt, to feel that I might be one of everything, only in this way can he win the game."

A Piao was silent for a while, and said: "But you really don't know who you are, at least you can't prove it."

who I am?

This is a question that sounds extremely simple.

But if you think about it more, it will make many people fear, just like the abyss.

Who am I?

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I was born in Chaoge City, it was the twelfth lunar month, and there was snow in the sky.

I am a natural Taoist, with outstanding talent since I was a child. I have never played the piano or painted. I just read books and prepared to practice.

I was taken into Qingshan when I was very young, and to this day, I am the Lord of Shenmo Peak.

I am Zhao Layue.

But if one day, I meet a girl who also has messy short hair and black and white eyes. She insisted that she was Zhao Layue and had exactly the same appearance and memory. So how can I prove that I am the real Zhao Layue? How to convince her that she is not Zhao Layue?

Or, the concept of Zhao Layue is not mine, or it can be separated from me at any time.

It's just Chaoge City, snowflakes, seasons, talent, appearance, body, preferences...

If one day, I lose all the memory about Zhao Layue, then am I not Zhao Layue?

Who would I be then?

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"It's a really hard question."

Zhao Layue was pulled back from her contemplation by an indifferent voice, only to realize that Jing Jiu was looking at her.

She shook her head lightly, indicating that she was fine.

Jing Jiu looked at the practitioners in the green mountains and said, "But as a practitioner, you must first solve this problem."

Zenzi reached out and picked up a wild flower in the cloud, looked at him and said seriously: "Then who are you?"

Jing Jiu said: "I am the point of all my causes and effects."

Zen Zi smiled and said, "Sure enough, my teacher."

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(Marx: The essence of man is the sum of all social relations)