Chapter 577 Don't Leave

Jing Jiu's mood is as real as he is, it's hard to be seen by others.

He usually doesn't have any expression, and he doesn't have any hobbies. He occasionally plays with the sand in the porcelain plate, and sometimes he doesn't play, which doesn't mean anything.

But Zhao Layue did know that he was in a bad mood. This ability was acquired over the years, and it seemed like a talent.

On New Year's Eve, after eating hot pot in the garden, Zhuo Rusui, Gu Qing and Yuan Qu continued to practice, just like an ordinary day.

Zhao Layue knelt down in front of Jing Jiu as usual, and hugged him.

Jing Jiu patted her on the back lightly.

Zhao Layue said: "I started reading Daozang when I was six years old, and I knew that there would always be parting in life. I thought I was used to it, but I didn't expect to be touched."

This is about the middle-aged scholar and his mortal wife.

Jing Jiu said: "Things that you can really get used to are good things. Bad things can't be used to. You just become numb and don't want to."

Zhao Layue opened her black and white eyes, looked at him and asked earnestly, "Is this all you can do?"

Jing Jiu said: "I had a very good friend when I was young. I saw him grow old, get sick, and enter the grave with my own eyes, but I couldn't do anything about it."

Zhao Layue said, "Then?"

"The story itself doesn't make sense because he's dead."

Jing Jiu said, "What I want to say is that this incident made me think about how to stay together every day."

Only when you are numb will you not want to, as long as you think about it, you will not be numb, although it may be a lot of pain.

Zhao Layue said: "So you met the pair of master and apprentice, and also read those medical records."

Jing Jiu said, "I hope everyone in the world can live a few more years."

Life and death are parting.

Liu Ci left.

The person from Chaoge City is also leaving quickly.

Yuan Qijing will leave in a few years.

Those idiots outside Jingyuan, these idiots in Jingyuan will all have to leave one day.

Jing Jiu didn't like excitement, but he didn't like parting even more.

Zhao Layue looked into his eyes and said seriously: "I don't want to part with you either."

"promise me……"

Jing Jiu looked at her and said, "If you practice hard, you must live for at least a few thousand years, and then strive for tens of thousands of years. As long as you can live, you will live forever."

If it is a dialogue between lovers, the second half of the sentence at this time should be: Please don't leave me, but he won't say that.

No matter how much love is compared to Jin Jian, when you go to the old club and leave one after another, even if you leave together, it is actually a separation.

Only by living can there be no real parting.

Even if they are at opposite ends of the universe, separated by a distance that can never be crossed, as long as they know that they are still alive, they are together.

The middle-aged scholar and his wife should also want the same.

The sky is full of stars shining on the courtyard, on the eaves, on the running water, and on Zhao Layue's eyes, shining brightly.

She looked at Jing Jiu and said seriously, "I will."

Ah Da stepped on the starlight and landed under the eaves, looked at the man and woman who had an obviously strange atmosphere, hesitated for a while, walked over to Jing Jiu and lay down on his knees.

Jing Jiu patted its back and said, "You still have many years to live, don't be afraid."

Ah Da sighed, thinking that even if he could live for thousands of years, compared with eternity, it was just a fleeting wave, so what's the point?

(Note)

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Zhao Layue knew that Jing Jiu was in a bad mood and knew why he was in a bad mood, but the other three people in Jingyuan didn't know. Zhuo Rusui thought about it for a short period of time and then stopped thinking about it, but Gu Qing and Yuan Qu got together to discuss for a long time, came up with some ideas, and then sent the news outside the Jingyuan.

In their view, Jing Jiu left Qingshan for the sake of peace, but now Yunji Town is full of people, and the mountains outside the fog are full of practitioners. Some practitioners kept kowtowing, turning the stream red, and some practitioners kept playing swords, scaring away the forest birds. How could Jing Jiu be happy?

The practice community soon knew that the only pair of master and apprentice who had ever entered the garden had returned to the Xuantian Sect. It was said that some remaining evil forces had started this small sect, but it was wiped out before they could make a move. Moreover, it was not the Qingshan Sect, but another mysterious evil force.

After that, Xuantianzong began to close the mountain, obviously to use time to digest the benefits obtained in Jingyuan, which once again stimulated the people in the practice world.

With the deepening of spring, more and more practitioners came to Yunji Town.

Gu Qing and Yuan Qu became more and more worried about Jing Jiu's mood, and sent a message to Jingyuan for the second time.

On the brightest day of spring, thousands of trees are in full bloom, the mist flows away like clouds, and the scenery outside Yunji Town is too beautiful to behold.

Suddenly a snow fell from the sky.

The snow wasn't too heavy, and it didn't feel particularly cold, not even the winter cold. The ordinary residents of the town didn't feel the pain, but found it interesting. Those cultivators found that something was wrong. Snowflakes, which ordinary people are not afraid of, fell on them like ice skates. Even if they used Taoism to protect their bodies, they still couldn't stop their clothes from being cut by snowflakes, and the chill invaded their meridians.

Some practitioners wanted to take the opportunity to show their perseverance and create a scene similar to Jingmen Lixue, but in the end they were almost frozen to death by the overnight snow.

Until this time, no one figured out what was going on.

Where is this spring snow that is like salt and fluff, this is the anger of Lord Qingshan Jianlu!

How many people in the practice world can bear Yuan Qijing's anger? The cultivators dispersed immediately, and most of them returned to their hometowns, not daring to step into Yunji Town again. There are more than a dozen practitioners who are very courageous, but they only dare to stay in Yunji Town, and they dare not go to the fog to take a look.

Jingyuan was finally quieter.

Those Liangwang Peak disciples no longer need to patrol around all day long, chasing and killing those evil spirits who have ulterior motives, and they are more relaxed.

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Like Gu Han's disciples of the Liangwang Peak, some Qingshan elders also had a lot of resentment towards this matter, and it was even more serious, as did the Kunlun Sect and other sects.

Practitioners and casual cultivators from those small sects went to Yunji Town to worship the so-called landscape garden, which made them very angry.

There is a sword demon living there, where is the real Jingyang!

These resentments and anger eventually turned into dissatisfaction with Guocheng Temple.

At the Qingshan Grand Ceremony that day, if Chanzi hadn't stepped forward, Jing Jiu would have died on the spot. Even if Yuan Qijing spared Jing Jiuwang and let him leave Qingshan, he could only hide in Chaotian Continent like a lost dog, avoiding pursuit, how could he be as arrogant as he is now, and how could he cause such things?

In late spring, Guocheng Temple welcomed a distinguished guest.

The lecturer brewed the tea himself, and after bringing the tea in, he withdrew, leaving the quiet room to Zen Zi and the honored guest.

The gray-clothed old man has an ordinary appearance and a dull temperament. The only special thing is that his forehead is extremely broad, as if it can accommodate the sea and even the sky.

"Is the real person here to inquire about the crime?"

Zenzi looked at the old man in gray and said with a smile, his two barefoot thumbs sitting under his buttocks moved slightly.

Whether it's a smile or a restless thumb, it only shows one problem, he is a little nervous now.

In Chaotian Continent today, how many people can make Zenzi feel nervous, or in other words, be so cautious?

"Where is Zenzi talking? I just came back from Penglai and passed through the East China Sea to talk a few gossips. I wonder how the abbot is doing?"

The gray-clothed old man's speech was a bit slow, without any obvious tone, but strangely, it gave people a trustworthy and naive feeling.

Zenzi suppressed his smile, and said with a little sentimentality: "It will be difficult for the abbot to leave the customs. I only hope that there will be a peaceful relief in the end."

The gray-clothed old man was silent for a moment, and said: "The old abbot is profound in Buddhism, and he will definitely be able to leave happily."

Zenzi raised his teacup and said, "I accept your words."

The gray-clothed old man went on to say: "After the Zhenmo prison incident, I have been retreating in Yunmeng. The unicorn came out of the mountain and made troubles in Guocheng Temple. It is indeed wrong, but it is a mountain-suppressing beast after all, and there are no rules to control it. Moreover, its spirit body has also suffered serious injuries. It is better to expose the matter."

Zenzi put down his teacup and said with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, "Tan Zhenzhen is so gentle to expose it like this."

It turned out that this gray-clothed old man was actually Tan Zhenren, the head of the Zhongzhou School.

It is said that Bai Zhenren is the head of the Zhongzhou faction in the actual sense, but she is not the head after all.

After Liu Ci left, Tan Zhenzhen was the number one person in Chaotian Continent in name.

This is true regardless of realm, status, or status.

Of course, this didn't include Jing Yuan.

Chanzi continued: "A third of the Hou Temple was destroyed, and Chaoge City transferred half of the gold from the inner treasury before rebuilding it. The gold is quite heavy."

Tan Zhenren said: "That should be the problem of Qingshan Zong Taiping Daoist."

Zenzi waved his hand, indicating that there is no need to mention this matter again, and said, "Why is the real man looking for me?"

Tan Zhenren said honestly: "I just want to hear the truth from you, is he Senior Jingyang or the demon sword?"

At their level, many details and so-called evidence are meaningless.

Zenzi looked into his eyes quietly and said: "As long as he inherits all the karma of Master Jingyang, then he is Master Jingyang."

Jing Jiu once said on the top of Tianguang Peak that I am the point of all my causes and effects.

The meaning of this sentence of Zenzi is not the same as this, but it is also vaguely related, that is, the snow in the mountains and the water in the big lake.

If Zenzi knew the conversation between Yuan Qijing and Shigou in Jian Prison, he would find that their views were actually the same.

Tan Zhenzhen thought for a moment, and said: "I let the world see me, I am what I am, and the person in the mirror is the person outside the mirror."

Zen Zi was amazed.

Tan Zhenren went on to say: "But Taiping Zhenren will not let him go back to Qingshan, and Yuan Qijing will not live forever."

The day Yuan Qijing died was the day Jing Jiu died.

Zen Zi said, "He is not easy to kill."

Tan Zhenzhen said: "The Heavenly Sword becomes a demon, and the early practice will take a lot of advantages, but it is extremely difficult to reach the sky, because the amount of spiritual energy in the world is not enough."

In the current practice world, it is not Zhao Layue who knows Jing Jiu's practice best, because her level is not high enough, but Ada.

Ah Da has personally seen Jing Jiu lead Tianlei to practice several times, and he expressed concern at that time.

Tan Zhenren had never even met Jing Jiu, but he hit his biggest problem with one word.

Zenzi was silent, because he knew that what Tan Zhenren said might not be wrong.

Now the Jingyuan outside Yunji Town looks like it will become a holy place in the practice world, but what if Yuan Qijing dies?

Will Fang Jingtian let him go?

At that time, Jing Jiu and the people around him will be a dead end.

Or, you can only really leave Qingshan.

Zen Zi asked, "What's the point of the real man telling me these things?"

Tan Zhenzhen said: "I want to ask Chanzi to write a letter for me."

Zenzi's expression was slightly different, and he said, "Faith?"

Tan Zhenzhen said: "I want to go to Yunji Town in person, and I'm worried that I won't be able to win the trust of that person, so I can only get a letter from you first."

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(Note: When I was writing Ah Da’s emotional waves, I thought of the sentence that Ye Liuyun once said in Qingyu Nian. The earliest thought should be which sentence came from Matsuo Basho, but I have long forgotten it. That sentence is: The waves only bloom for a while, but they are not very different from the Millennium Stone. The same is true for Liu Yun... They are all about waves. The meanings expressed by the two novels separated by twelve years are opposite. Stones are actually limited, so in the long river of time, they are actually waves. Regarding the question of Jing Jiu’s true identity, this large episode stops here for the time being. This is one of the three points I most want to write about when I write Chaotian Avenue. I will write a definite answer to you as soon as possible.)