Chapter 584 Classes Start

Jing Jiu looked at the little girl on Ah Piao's head, and thought it looked familiar.

After thinking about it, he remembered that when he went to Shenmo Peak at the beginning of the year, he had once pierced Zhao Layue.

A Piao's little firecracker, presumably it should be her handwriting.

Zhao Layue looked very satisfied with her handicraft, and flicked the little gong with her fingers.

Jing Jiu said, "I'll make it look better for you."

There was some regret in this sentence, Zhao Layue naturally understood, and said, "I don't like it."

In life, there are always many unavoidable things, things you can't ask for, and love and parting.

For example, the white soup in the hot pot always dries first, Zhao Layue refuses to grow long hair, everyone will leave.

Jing Jiu thought about it.

At the beginning, the emperor entrusted this egg to him for safekeeping, which was the meaning of Tuogu.

There are still a few years to go, so hurry up.

Jing Jiu raised his head, looked at the few people who were still eating hot pot, and said, "Class is going on today."

A Piao had just rushed to the table with chopsticks in high spirits when she heard this sentence, and couldn't help feeling sad and inexplicable.

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"Qingshan imitates all things with a sword, so there is a saying that all things are one."

Hearing Jing Jiu's first sentence, the disciples in the courtyard felt a little weird.

It's not that the reasoning is so good, Gu Qing and Yuan Qu have received similar advice before, the problem is that everything is not only the way of swordsmanship and realm, but also a sword.

And the sword is now... speaking before their eyes.

It's okay when it's not mentioned, but who can't help but think about it?

Jing Jiu naturally didn't care what they were thinking, and said: "The formations, thunder techniques, talismans, and Taoist profound arts of various schools of practice can all be imitated by swordsmanship. This is the origin of the Nine Peaks True Sword. The Dao will always connect in the end. If you don't understand those, just figure out the original meaning of the sword."

The disciples in the courtyard collected their minds and listened carefully.

How many people in the world have the opportunity to hear Master Jingyang personally explain the way of swordsmanship?

Before this life, only Chanzi had such an opportunity.

"The sword is used to cut things, whether it's a cucumber or a human head, in short, its function is to cut the original one thing into two or more parts."

Jing Jiu said: "If you want to understand the original meaning of kendo, you need to learn how to cut."

This reasoning is simpler, even a little vulgar, but everyone still listens very seriously.

"There's a gap in everything, and that's where the light can get in."

Jing Jiu walked into the courtyard, pointed to a porcelain bottle and said, "Like this bottle."

Everyone was stunned, thinking that this porcelain bottle is so smooth and tight, how could there be a seam?

Gu Qing knew that this bottle was a precious porcelain specially bought by the Gu family from a famous kiln, logically speaking, there shouldn't be any flaws.

"Raise it higher."

Jing Jiu walked to the back of the porcelain vase and stretched out his right hand.

Silently, his fingertips seemed to have an extra sun, emitting infinite light.

Everyone was unprepared and almost blinded by the light. They woke up after a while, walked to the other side of the porcelain vase, and saw that there were many extremely thin cracks in the porcelain vase that had been looking at it as a whole. The so-called cracks were actually just the junction of light, not real gaps.

"Where light can enter, swords can enter, and the delivery of light and darkness is also the way of the sword."

Jing Jiu said, "The way of swordsmanship is as simple as it is simple, and there are not so many details."

Zhuo Rusui thought about the sword manual he read after getting started, and the extremely complicated sword formulas he learned, and frowned and said: "According to this, isn't the realm not important?"

Jing Jiu said: "The difference in realm is only in how far your sword can fly, how fast it is, and how accurate it is."

Gu Qing said thoughtfully: "The distance is actually not important."

Decades ago, when he participated in the Qingshan Chengjian Conference for the first time, his realm was still above Jing Jiu, but in the end he was defeated by Jing Jiu's sword.

Of course he will never forget what happened that day.

"As long as the flying sword can't reach the body, there is no difference between the peak of breaking the sea and the initial state of breaking the sea."

Jing Jiu said: "If your realm is not enough, try to shorten the distance between you and the other party. If the other party has reached the sky, it's a different matter."

It's still as simple as that.

Really that simple?

"Then why can you kill Tai Furnace?"

Ah Piao's voice floated up from below.

It turned out that she had been kneeling on the ground, holding the porcelain vase with both hands, like a flower stand facing a painter...

A pretty and lovely little girl, kneeling on the ground like this, with her hands raised high, is really pitiful, obviously this is punishment.

Ah Da lay on the bamboo chair, watching this scene, amazed in his heart.

It naturally has no sympathy for the demons of the underworld, and they are all targeted one by one. The problem is that it did not expect that these Qingshan juniors in Jingyuan are also so cruel.

Jing Jiu looked at A Piao and said, "Because I am me."

Ah Piao has never seen such a narcissistic and shameless person in his life, but he dare not have any complaints, not even slander.

She has never seen the horror of the Styx Blood Oath, but she has heard countless times from her clan members since she was a child.

"Sir, I can't practice Qingshan swordsmanship. It's useless to listen to this. As my teacher, you must teach me something."

Ah Piao looked up at Jing Jiu pitifully with her small face up.

According to the old practice—to be precise, it was the practice of Taiping Daoist’s master of meditation—she called Jing Jiu her husband, not her master.

Jing Jiu said, "After three years, I will teach you how to control soul fire."

Ah Piao refused, and said: "When the emperor's uncle gave you the seal of the underworld emperor, you must have promised him to teach me. Why did you have to wait for three years?"

Jing Jiu said: "What I promised was to choose an heir for him, and then teach that heir to teach Soul Fire Control."

The meaning of this sentence is very clear, if he doesn't choose Ah Piao to be the next Emperor of the Underworld, then naturally he doesn't need to teach her the Soul Fire Control.

Ah Piao felt that life was so difficult... crying and said: "Okay, what will I do in these three years? Just wait for your test or serve your daily life?"

Jing Jiu thought to himself that you are far behind Shi Sui and Gu Qing in this respect, and said, "I will teach you the art of being an emperor."

A Piao was startled, and asked: "What?"

Jing Jiu explained: "It is to teach you how to be an emperor."

Everyone's eyes, including Zhao Layue's, fell on him, full of surprise and bewilderment.

Being an emperor is a very troublesome thing. Whether it is the emperor of the gods in the world or the emperor of the underworld, it is extremely hard and worrying. You are the laziest in the world and want to teach people how to be emperors?

Jing Jiu felt the mistrust in everyone's eyes, and he was a little puzzled, and said, "I was an emperor, and I did a good job."

Everyone present except A Piao knew that what he was talking about was being the emperor of Chu Kingdom for decades in the Qingtianjian illusion.

In the illusion of the blue sky, Zhao and Qin are extremely strong, and Chu people are gentle. Chu has been able to survive in such a dangerous environment for decades, and its life is not bad. I have to admit that the ruler of Chu is good at governing the country... But is that your credit? It all depends on the man Master Zhang!

Especially Zhuo Rusui, who lived with him in the palace of Chu State for many years, didn't know about those things, so he quickly gave A Piao a wink.

Ah Piao didn't know these things, he heard Jing Jiu say that he was not bad as an emperor, and seeing Zhuo Rusui winking, he might be wrong, so he nodded foolishly.

Zhao Layue turned around, Gu Qing covered his forehead, Yuan Qu lowered his head, both couldn't bear to see this scene.

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In the middle of the night, the stars are isolated high in the sky by clouds and mist, and the courtyard is dark, only the sound of gurgling water can be heard.

Such a night is most suitable for watching weak lights, such as fireflies, or Ah Piao's soul fire.

Jing Jiu quietly looked at the cold little flame in front of him, wondering what he was thinking.

Ah Piao's face was a little pale, it was not difficult for her to leave the soul fire, and it was not difficult to maintain it outside the body for a period of time, but it made her too nervous to keep the soul fire in front of Jing Jiu's eyes, so it was a bit exhausting.

I don't know how long it took, Jing Jiu motioned her to put the soul fire back, and said, "Remind me to tell you the story of the Town Demon Prison when you have time in the future."

The time he spent with the Underworld in the Demon Suppressing Prison was also a very interesting memory for him. He hoped that the Underworld would know about it and pass it on for as long as possible.

A Piao nodded again and again, and asked again: "Sir, is the emperor's art difficult?"

"Being an emperor is very simple. First of all, you need to know people, then you need to employ people, and the last and most important thing is, don't move."

Jing Jiu looked at her and said calmly: "Because you are the emperor, no matter whether your ideas are correct or not, everyone in the world must follow, and this is unreasonable."

Just like the real Taiping back then, who built Meihui and created a millennium of Taiping, he is a world-recognized leader of the righteous way.

In a sense, he is the monarch of Chaotian Continent.

Jing Jiu looked at the night sky, waved his sleeves, and the clouds and mists in the sky dispersed, revealing brilliant stars.

The starlight shone on Yunji Town, and also on every part of Chaotian Continent, presumably it was also shining on that person.

What are you doing now that you have successfully become a feather?

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The world in the Qingtian Jian illusion has already woken up.

The sudden death of Emperor Bai of the Qin State caused turmoil in the world, and it took several years to restore peace.

Qi State and Zhao State succeeded in restoring the country, and Qin State returned to its original territory.

The situation in Chu State is similar, except that the previous emperor did not leave any blood, and finally, after discussions between the ministers and the students, it was decided to serve the Empress Dowager Zhao as the main one.

The Empress Dowager Zhao was extremely lenient and benevolent to the land of Chu, so the aristocratic families and ministers of Chu State still enjoyed a very high status.

The eldest son of the former Grand Master Zhang is one of these people.

For various reasons, Mr. Zhang held a very high status in the hearts of these family ministers, but he refused to move away from his hometown and still stayed in the countryside.

He has no intention of raising hope, but his prestige is getting higher and higher. People keep coming to visit him. The Empress Dowager Zhao even issued several decrees, wanting to invite him to meet Zhaodu.

Mr. Zhang didn't see anyone, and ignored the Queen Mother Zhao, and still took the whole family to grow vegetables in the countryside.

It's just that now it's impossible to grow vegetables like before, and the adjacent houses and fields were confiscated by the court and sent to his home.

That large hill has a name called Zhang Yuan.

Mr. Zhang goes to the nearby yard every day.

It used to be his neighbor there.

There is a well in the yard.

Mr. Zhang would look at the bottom of the well with his hands behind his back every day, and kept saying to himself: "Yu'er, Yu'er, where have you been?"

The fish did not come back, the birds came.

A blue bird landed on a branch, looked at the shirtless and emaciated Mr. Zhang, and shook his head.

The time flow in Qingtianjian is converging with that outside Qingtianjian, which shows that it is becoming more and more real. She is very satisfied with this, but she is not satisfied with Mr. Zhang.

The blue bird turned into a flash of lightning, pierced the sky, traveled around the world, and found that the pirates on the sea were preparing to launch an army to counterattack the Zhao country. It was very speechless, and shook its head again, flapping its wings and fanning a hurricane, stopping the pirates for several years.

The more real the world is, the easier it is to fall into boring repetition, just like becoming a human being.

The blue bird left the Qingtian Mirror with a trace of tiredness, and landed on another branch.

Suddenly there was a voice in the sky.

A bright red bird landed beside it.

Bluebird turned his head away.

Ugli black eyes.

Right on.