Chapter 569 Karma Just Doesn't Look at You

Everything in the world is caused by cause and effect.

Ten years of life and death.

Inside and outside the solitary grave.

I love you three thousand times but still have to turn around and leave.

A bosom friend in the mountains and flowing waters, and an old friend who collects corpses at the city gate.

Hearing the king's words, he went thousands of miles away to kill for the king.

You don't need words, even if there are tens of thousands of people, I will fight for you.

These are cause and effect.

There is no need to say that the world of mortals is rolling in like a river, and there is no need to talk about the three lives and three generations, tossing and turning on the pillow, eating without taste, and inexplicably disappearing, making people haggard.

There is a flower in the mountains, which bears the sun, rain and dew, and has been alone for many years. If you happen to pass by and take a look at it, it will be your karma.

You left the mountain, no one looked at it, this is your karma.

It wasn't until another person came, took a look at it, and built a thatched hut by the side of the flower to live in, took care of and watered it hard every day, and it turned into another cause and effect.

Every cause and effect of a person is a straight line from here to there, and countless causes and effects are countless lines, and those lines will always meet at a certain point, which is equivalent to pointing to that point.

And that point is yourself.

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who I am?

I am Jingyang.

Who is that Jingyang?

Many, many years ago, there was a man who came to Qingshan from Chaoge City. He started to practice and retreated in Shangde Peak. He only occasionally had two hot pot meals with his senior brother, Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing.

In the following years, he was in a daze most of the time, and he also helped the demon sword and the demon cat avoid the pursuit of his senior brother and the corpse dog.

Decades ago, he was about to ascend, and wanted to prepare for Qingshan, so he went to Chaoge City, saw the baby in the woman's belly in the snow, and saw another baby in a small mountain village a few years later.

Jingyang is not the person named Jingyang, who has the memory and talent of Jingyang, and the person who looks like Jingyang.

Because appearance can be changed, memory and talent can be inherited, and name can be changed.

Jingyang is actually not Jingyang, he is the master of Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui, the junior uncle Yuan Qijing loves and hates, the culprit of those broken porcelain pieces in Duke Lu's mansion, the person who has watched the whole green mountain for thousands of years.

We are not actually us. We are the children of our parents, the parents of our children, our partner’s partner, our drinking buddies’ drinking buddies, our gambling buddies’ gambling buddies, and we are what the world sees.

The point to which cause and effect point is us.

And we and the world are reciprocal cause and effect.

So if you want to prove that we are us, please start from the other end of those causal lines, so that we can be irreplaceable.

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Tianguang Peak is very quiet.

Because... Few people could understand what Jing Jiu said.

——I am the direction of all my causes and effects.

In fact, that's all he said.

The rest are different cognitions born by each person.

Yuan Qu scratched his head non-stop, almost scratching out a few puffs of green smoke again, half understanding.

Lu Qing opened his eyes and looked at the master beside him. He had already successfully broken through, but his mind was thinking about that year on the sea of ​​ice storm...the straight line leading to the extreme north.

Zhao Layue was also thinking about the straight line that broke through the ice sea.

The same is true for Zhuo Rusui.

The green mountains and peaks are shrouded in an extremely mysterious atmosphere.

Suddenly, a shout with great anger violently destroyed the atmosphere.

"Even if you have lotus blossoms on your tongue, it won't change the fact that you are a sword demon!"

The loud shouts came from the crowd at Tianguang Peak.

Still the same person.

After Jing Jiu killed Master Tailu with one punch, this person once reprimanded him, saying that he was going to kill all Qingshan disciples?

Bai Rujing, the elder of Tianguang Peak, was finally released after being imprisoned in the Sword Prison for several years.

Bai Rujing walked out from the crowd, stared at Jing Jiu and said sharply, "You sword monster, you're going to be captured before you put your hands up!"

Zenzi was meditating on the words Jing Jiu said, full of wit and wit, when suddenly interrupted by this yell, he couldn't help but feel displeased, slightly frowned and looked at Bai Rujing, thinking, do you fucking want to die?

But many cultivators couldn't understand Jing Jiu's words, and were reminded by this loud shout—yes, why should I listen to this sword demon?

Jing Jiu still refused to take out the Chengtian Sword, which made most of the practitioners accept what Fang Jingtian and the boy in blue said.

It was impossible for them to believe that Jing Jiu was the real Jing Jing just because of Jing Jiu's cloudy words.

From their point of view, Jing Jiu was the sword demon who killed the real Jingyang and conspired to seize the position of Qingshan Palm. What's more, this sword demon is colluding with the underworld, who knows what he wants to do?

If he is allowed to be the head of Qingshan, it will inevitably endanger the safety of Qingshan, the entire righteous practice world, and even the human race.

How could practitioners allow such a thing to happen?

"Kill this demon!"

Bai Rujing looked at Jing Jiu and shouted sharply.

Following this shout, dozens of flying swords flew from all over Tianguang Peak, piercing the wind sharply, and pointed directly at Jing Jiu under the hut.

This is Qingshan, the strong men of various sects did not move, but the elders and disciples in Qingshan who hated evil like enemies couldn't help it.

Looking at the dozens of sword lights in the sky, Bai Rujing felt boundless pride and pleasure of revenge.

Jing Jiu didn't even look at him.

A blood-colored sword light illuminates the top of Tianguang Peak.

Firth's sword rose through the air, cutting off the flying sword at the front extremely coldly.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of flying swords came from all over the peak, blocking those flying swords that wanted to kill Jing Jiu.

The crisp sound of flying swords colliding sounded like a torrential rain, and then stopped suddenly.

Hundreds of flying swords were divided into two camps, hovering in the sky above Tianguang Peak, trembling slightly, ready to attack again at any time.

Among the flying swords that came to protect Jing Jiu were disciples of Shangde Peak and disciples of Tianguang Peak. What is amazing is that there are more than ten flying swords from disciples of Liangwang Peak.

Everyone knew that Jing Jiu didn't like Liangwang Peak, and after becoming the master, he imposed many restrictions on Liangwang Peak. The young disciples of Liangwang Peak complained about this. Why is this scene happening now?

Looking at this scene, many people were a little surprised, even Yuan Qijing was a little surprised.

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Guo Nanshan looked back at Yao Songshan.

Yao Songshan's ranking in Liangwang Peak has risen from 11th to 8th, her breath is calm, her eyes are straight ahead, she doesn't say anything.

Guo Nanshan glanced at Lei again and was startled.

Under the gaze of the elder brother, Lei Yijing was a little startled, but he straightened his neck and said forcefully: "What's wrong with protecting the head?"

In fact, even he was doubting Jing Jiu's identity now, just looking at the flying swords flying towards Xiaolu, he summoned the flying swords to fight without thinking.

This is probably like in the Battle of the West Sea, Daoist Taiping wanted to kill the strong men of various sects, but Qingshan's sword just went away... In the words of Elder Mochi, this is just not holding back?

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More than a hundred flying swords confront each other in the sky, and the atmosphere is very tense.

Everyone knew that this was just the beginning, most of those who did not hold their breath and rushed out their swords first were disciples of the younger generation, and the elders of each peak remained silent, especially the few peak masters.

The master of Yunxing Peak looked forward with some hesitation in his eyes, and his slender right hand exposed to the wind moved slightly, as if he might hold a sword at any time.

Cheng Youtian frowned deeply, looked at the white cat in Jing Jiu's arms, and thought that Lord White Ghost would never make a mistake, but it was originally a demon cat, so it was natural to want to get close to Demon Sword.

Yuan Qijing looked at Jing Jiu in the hut, as if he wanted to wait for him to say something before making a decision.

Nan Wang put his hands behind his back and looked at the mountains in the distance. He didn't look at the scene at all, as if he didn't care about it.

The long silence of the big shots made the atmosphere even more tense, and also made the disciples of the Qingshan Zhufeng even more at a loss.

Gu Han was ready to unleash his sword, he looked towards Guo Nanshan and asked for instructions: "Brother?"

Guo Nanshan looked solemn, saying that he didn't know the answer, and looked at Zhuo Rusui.

"Don't look at me, I don't know anything."

Zhuo Rusui said expressionlessly: "Don't look at me calm on the outside, but I'm also flustered inside, okay?"

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After all, the silence cannot last forever.

A confrontation will always turn into a sword fight for a moment.

At that time, the sword light all over the sky will inevitably make Tianguang Peak a mess.

In both camps, there were obviously far fewer people supporting Jing Jiu, and most of them were young disciples.

Some people suddenly thought that Daoist Guangyuan was sent to Xihai some time ago, and he was not even allowed to come back to participate in the master ceremony. Could it be that Jing Jiu had already counted on today's situation?

The atmosphere at the top of Tianguang Peak became more and more tense, and suddenly there was a majestic but exhausted voice.

"When did Qingshan feel so embarrassed?"

Yuan Qijing had no expression on his face, but everyone could see his anger and sadness.

Today is the enthronement ceremony of the head of Qingshan, the whole Chaotian Continent has come, and there are so many other sects looking at it, but it turned into what it is now.

Could it be that the Qingshan sect is going to stage a mutual killing in front of so many outsiders?

"I think so too." Jing Jiu said.

Whether it's Fang Jingtian, Tailu Daoist or A Piao, they are all methods of senior brothers.

The senior brother just wanted to drive him down from the position of the head of Qingshan, and then kill him, because the senior brother always thought that he was the one of all things.

In the brother's mind, Qingshan is used by the sword, but cannot be used by the sword, this is absolutely unacceptable.

Jing Jiu walked under the stone tablet, looked at Shenmo Peak in the distance, patted Shi Gui on the back, and said, "Let's go."

This sentence has no subject and no pointing.

Is he saying goodbye to Shi Gui, or is he notifying someone?

"Understood." Zhao Layue said.

Gu Qing stood up, walked over holding the Universe Front, and was about to invite Master to take a ride.

Yuan Qu walked over with his head down, not daring to look at Yuan Qijing.

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"Want to leave? It's not that easy."

Bai Rujing's cold voice sounded.

An extremely sharp sword light slashed towards Jing Jiu at the stone tablet.

After being imprisoned in the Sword Prison for several years, he conducted a careful review of the failure at the beginning, and confirmed that Jing Jiu's realm strength was far inferior to his own, and he succeeded in the sneak attack only by relying on the coercion of the white ghost.

Today, although Jing Jiu killed the real Tailu with one punch, he wasted so much that he obviously couldn't make a second blow.

Of course he will not forget the white ghost, and he doesn't expect to be able to break through the white ghost's defense. If he really hurts Jing Jiu, what he wants is a mess.

A single spark can start a prairie fire, as long as the power of his flying sword can arouse everyone's will to fight, I believe there will be countless flying swords falling down, and the top of Tianguang Peak will be in chaos, Jing Jiu will definitely die!

It only took him a short time to think about these things, and his flying sword had already arrived at the stele, and then disappeared.

The sharp sword light did not know where it went.

Where can it show any power.

It's like a bubble dissipates in the air.

Ah Da closed his mouth, hiccupped, and the strange blood in the depths of his vertical pupils appeared and then disappeared.

The light and shadow of an extremely huge white tiger loomed in the sky, emitting an extremely terrifying pressure.

It turned out that the flying sword was directly swallowed by it!

Bai Rujing's real sword was snatched, and the sword pill was injured, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

An extremely gorgeous blood-colored sword light passed by.

There was a scream from the top of Tianguang Peak.

Two arms flew up through the air and landed on the ground one after another.

Fu Sijian returned to Zhao Layue.

She calmly walked behind Jing Jiu.

He didn't look at Bai Rujing who had turned into a blood man.