Chapter 583

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In the deep winter of last year, Jing Jiu took those young people out of Qingshan and lived in the courtyard outside Yunji Town. Everything was a bit chaotic, so it was just a casual year, and after eating hot pot, only Zhao Layue hugged him seriously.

This year, Jingyuan is very peaceful, everyone's practice is going well, and those troublesome things have been solved very cleanly, so everyone is going to take it seriously, but Jing Jiu is still lying on the bamboo chair in a daze, not knowing what he is thinking.

Gu Qing, Zhuo Rusui and Yuan Qu came to the front of the rain corridor, knelt down in front of the bamboo chair, kowtowed and got up to leave, ready to continue practicing.

They have practiced really hard this year, because they know that Jingyuan looks peaceful and beautiful now, but the future is extremely dangerous.

Just as he was about to walk out of the courtyard, Zhuo Rusui finally couldn't bear it anymore, stopped, looked at Jing Jiu and asked, "Master Uncle, we even kowtowed, even if we don't give out red envelopes, then when will you start practicing?"

As soon as these words came out, Gu Qing and Yuan Qu, including Ah Da and the chilling cicada on its head, looked over, full of anticipation and longing.

Jing Jiu asked, "Is the Spirit Gathering Formation not useful?"

Zhuo Rusui admitted that Jingyuan's formation is the most remarkable spirit-gathering formation he has ever seen. In Yunji Town, which has no spiritual veins, it can actually attract aura with a concentration similar to that of Tianguang Peak.

Zhao Layue knew what they were thinking, and said, "The movement is too loud, and the aura it attracts is too violent, it will hurt us."

Jing Jiu's realm is getting higher and higher. Once he starts to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it will attract an unimaginable amount like a vortex, but... those are of no use to him.

Zhuo Rusui, Gu Qing and Yuan Qu knew this was the reason, and walked out with some regrets.

Ah Da looked at Jing Jiu resentfully, thinking that they couldn't bear it, but I could... You are just lazy!

When night fell, Zhao Layue went back to the yard and celebrated the New Year as usual.

Jing Jiu patted her head to say she was safe.

The next day was the first day of the New Year, outside the fog that had been quiet for a long time, there was a sudden commotion.

Lu Qing raised his brows slightly, thinking what happened, he walked out holding Universe Feng in his arms.

Zhuo Rusui yawned and followed behind him.

Tun Zhoujian followed behind him weakly.

The two came to the garden to have a look, and found that this was not the case at all, and everyone who came here knew each other.

Lei Yijing and Yao Songshan knelt down on the ground, bowed to Jingyuan, and said, "Disciple pays respects to Master and Uncle."

Lu Qing and Zhuo Rusui hurried out of the way.

Lei Yijing and Yao Songshan stood up, and saluted them again.

In the past year, none of Qingshan's disciples came to Jingyuan, and they were the first batch.

They came here under the pressure of Master Qingshan, maybe they will be punished by the rules of the house when they go back.

Gu Qing knew how much courage it took to do this, and said seriously: "Please come in and have a cup of tea."

Lei Yijing and Yao Songshan said with a smile: "No need, I just came to see Master Uncle, let's go first."

After saying this, they wielded their swords and left Yunji Town.

"I hope nothing will happen." Lu Qing looked at the two sword lights that disappeared among the peaks, and said worriedly.

"The law does not blame the public, so there should be no problem." Zhuo Rusui pointed to the sky.

Several more sword lights came through the air, and several Qingshan disciples headed by Lin Yingliang came.

These Qingshan disciples kowtowed to Jingyuan a few times, just like Lei Yijing and Yao Songshan, then turned and left.

Not long after, another young Qingshan disciple who neither Gu Qing nor Zhuo Rusui knew came to him with a sword.

This Qingshan disciple should have only entered the inner sect in recent years. He blushed a little when he saw Gu Qing and Zhuo Rusui, and trembled with excitement when he kowtowed to Jing Yuan.

Immediately afterwards, another sword light illuminated the sky.

It should be that the teacher in Qingshanli did not stop him, and more and more young Qingshan disciples came with swords.

The sky of Yunji Town was full of sword lights, and flying swords fell out of the fog from time to time.

In just half a day, at least a hundred Qingshan disciples came to pay Jing Jiu's respect.

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"One hundred and sixty-four."

Gu Qing said to Jing Jiu, "I remember all the names."

Zhuo Rusui was listening and felt great pressure. He thought that he had counted secretly, and it was indeed one hundred and sixty-four, but... do we need to write down the names too?

Yuan Qu had no pressure, anyway, he didn't want to be the head of the sect, but he just wondered if he should go to Shangde Peak to kowtow to the old ancestor, and talk to Junior Sister Yushan by the way?

Zhao Layue looked at Jing Jiu on the bamboo chair, thinking that there are always things worthwhile.

Jing Jiu looked up at the sky and said, "The weather is fine today."

Zhuo Rusui's gaze went away, and he found that the sky was still cloudy and foggy, and the beauty was still as beautiful, but the weather couldn't be called okay, could it?

Jing Jiu continued, "You can have hot pot."

Now everyone understood that it wasn't the good weather, but the good mood.

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It didn't take long for a huge mandarin duck pot to appear by the Huashu River.

It is impossible for Shi Yuefeng to send them fresh-cut beef and mutton anymore, but the Gu family and Baoshuju are also very good at doing this kind of thing,

Zhao Layue filled Jing Jiu with a bowl of bone soup. Jing Jiu got up and touched everyone like ordinary people, and everyone was stunned.

After Jing Jiu ate two green vegetables, he went to lie down under the eaves.

The stream is flowing, forming a small pool at a certain bend, and the koi swims slowly in it, which looks very similar to the color of the flowers and trees on the bank.

Jing Jiu lay on the chair, looked at those koi, thought of the king of fire carp in Lengshan, then thought of Qingtian Jian, and then thought of Qing'er.

She is a true spirit of Tianbao, but she has no combat power, and after all, she is still a child, so she can be easily deceived.

Wasn't she deceived by Liu Ci to play in another continent for three years?

Thinking of Liu Ci, he naturally thought of Yuan Qijing and the emperor in Chaoge City. Jing Jiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he thought of Emperor Hades again.

He doesn't have many friends, and Hades Emperor is one of them.

Jing Jiu suddenly asked, "How is he?"

Yuan Qu was staring at Zhuo Rusui's shoulder, ready to take the lead with him. Hearing this, he quickly put down the chopsticks and bowl in his hand, and replied, "I'm still being stubborn."

Jing Jiu hummed and said, "Put it out."

The word put out is generally used for objects, utensils, and antiques, but not for people.

But the man was in a block of blue ice.

The blue ice cubes were placed in the center of the courtyard.

After leaving Shangde Peak for a while, the blue ice did not completely melt, but melted one-third neatly, just exposing Ah Piao's head.

Being able to achieve such precision is naturally the ability of Han Chan.

Ah Piao's small face was exposed outside the ice, and the lower edge of her black hair was in the ice, and when she turned her head, it fluttered and tightened. It looked a little funny, but also a little cute.

"I do want the Seal of the Underworld Emperor, but I will never betray my teacher!"

He stared at Jing Jiu on the bamboo chair, and said bitterly, "No matter how much you humiliate and tempt me, I will never agree to worship you as my teacher!"

Gu Qing and the others looked at Jing Jiu and found that he ignored the kid from the underworld, so they looked at the hot pot again.

"Master, the meat is ready." Yuan Qu said respectfully to Zhao Layue.

Zhao Layue picked up some meat with chopsticks and said, "Let's eat."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sword intent in the courtyard, and the breeze was blowing the flowers, trees and streams, and there was a hidden sword cry.

Ah Piao found that no one was paying attention to him, and felt very strange, turned his head to look over there, and saw the hot pot and those people who ate it.

Zhuo Rusui's chopsticks fell like the wind, and his meat rose like a forest.

Gu Qing's handling of chopsticks is extremely stable and never fails.

The chopsticks in Yuan Qu's hand seemed to have some twists and turns, and they could always find a gap between the other two pairs of chopsticks and insert them into the pot.

Looking at the afterimages brought out by those chopsticks, Ah Piao was stunned, thinking that this sword technique is really sharp!

Disciple Qingshan actually practiced sword while eating, no wonder he was so strong!

At this time, Zhao Layue finished eating the meat on the plate, raised her chopsticks and reached into the pot.

As a result, the shadows of chopsticks like the wind and the sound of swords all disappeared.

Zhuo Rusui and the three held chopsticks and waited quietly for her to go first.

Ah Piao came to his senses, looked at Jing Jiu and continued, "I will be a teacher for a day and a father for the rest of my life. I appreciate your appreciation of me, but if you want me to betray my teacher and vote for me, that's not acceptable."

Hearing this, Zhuo Rusui clicked his tongue a few times, and said to Yuan Qu: "This little guy is really born to belong to your family, look at his thick skin."

Yuan Qu said with a smile: "In terms of thick skin...except Shi... no, who can compare to you?"

Zhuo Rusui tapped Yuan Qu's chopsticks with his chopsticks, and said, "I admire you, dare to think about it, and almost said it."

Lu Qing smiled and said: "We are all one family now, why should we divide up between you and me?"

Listening to what A Piao said, Jing Jiu said, "I'm very good at persuading your teacher's students and disciples to betray him."

He had said this sentence in the Mingshi back then, but A Piao had never heard of it, and he didn't know that more than three hundred years ago, he brought the most remarkable story of Yuanliu's two disciples to fight back with Daoist Taiping, so he couldn't help being stunned.

Ah Piao suddenly smelled a scent, looked over there again, looked at the boiling soup in the copper pot, looked at those strangely shaped ingredients, the light in his small face faintly flowed, and tremblingly said: "This...is this the legendary Yizhou hot pot?"

Lu Qing was slowly swinging in the red soup with a piece of black hairy belly in between, his movements were slow and orderly, his temperament was gentle and refined, and his voice was as soft as a piano: "That's right, it's from Jiuxiangju."

Ah Piao listened to his words, stared at his chopsticks, suddenly his expression changed, and he said: "...Sixteen strokes!"

As the children of the royal family of the underworld, the changes in their complexions were too obvious, just like their emotions, and they couldn't hide it at all.

Lu Qing picked up the black hairy belly, put it in Yuan Qu's bowl, looked at him and smiled and said, "Do you want to try it?"

Ah Piao was frozen in the ice and couldn't lift her hands up. How could she cook hot pot?

If he wanted to get out of the ice, he had to agree to Jing Jiu's conditions.

"Hmph! Don't try to tempt me! I don't even want the Emperor's Seal, let alone a hot pot!"

Ah Piao turned his face away angrily, determined not to look at it again, but slowly turned back uncontrollably.

Lu Qing smiled and didn't say anything, and everyone continued to eat hot pot.

Ah Piao watched them eat the tripe and yellow throat, and the meat of beef and mutton was gone. His eyes gradually became resentful. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva in pain, and shouted with grief and indignation: "Stop! I surrender!"

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Surrender as soon as you say surrender, and the sincerity of surrender cannot be trusted. A Piao knows very well that he must agree to Jing Jiu's conditions and swear the Styx blood oath. After taking the Styx blood oath, he could no longer resist Jing Jiu's order, unless he chose to die, or endure endless pain, and exchange all the blood in his body with the holy water of Styx.

Thinking of the bleak future ahead, although Ah Piao decided to surrender, he hesitated for a while before closing his eyes, his lips trembling slightly, looking very scared.

Jing Jiu clenched his right fist and stretched out his index finger to hit Ah Piao's forehead.

The Seal of the Underworld Emperor was in his hand, emitting two rays of light in black and gold, giving people an extremely chilling yet sacred feeling.

Ah Piao's bangs rose without wind, revealing a small slit between his eyebrows, and a ray of soul fire floated out, followed Jing Jiu's index finger into the palm of his hand, and finally merged with the Seal of the Underworld Emperor.

Taking the Underworld Emperor's Seal back there, Jing Jiu stroked the surface of the ice with his left hand. The hard and extremely cold ice was split into hundreds of small pieces in an instant, and then burned into clouds by the sword fire, which merged with the mist in the hot pot and the mist on the stream.

Ah Piao was lying on the ground, his face was pale, his whole body was drenched, and he looked extremely weak.

The sapphire blue shirt on his body was cracked many times, revealing jade-like skin.

"It's quite white." Yuan Qu said while holding a plate, while picking shrimp slippery into his mouth.

Zhuo Rusui chewed the chili rings and bacon at the same time, and said: "There is no sun in the underworld, so can it be white?"

Zhao Layue noticed something was wrong, she was slightly taken aback, stepped forward and grabbed the back of A Piao's neck, and swept towards the backyard.

Ah Da squatted on Jing Jiu's shoulder, and was about to see what the Underworld Emperor's Seal looked like, when he suddenly saw Zhao Layue's lifting action, and couldn't help but tighten his neck.

Not long after, Zhao Layue brought Ah Piao back to the arena.

Ah Piao took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and combed her hair. With delicate eyebrows and eyes, she is really cute.

Zhuo Rusui was taken aback, and said, "Why did you become a little girl?"

Lu Qing and Yuan Qu were also very surprised.

Ah Piao pouted aggrievedly, and said, "I was originally a girl!"