Chapter 637: Immortal Jade Sword Formation Reappears

"Don't be too polite, have you ever thought about why I'm here?"

Yin San's voice was as gentle and amiable as his smile, and extremely clean.

Gu Qing said: "Back then when Qingshan attacked the West Sea, the Great Formation of the Mountain Gate of the West Sea Sword Sect was suddenly broken, and the master was sitting on Shaoming Island drinking tea... Now that I think about it, it should be you who stole the soul of Tian Jinren."

Yin San looked at him appreciatively and said: "No wonder that guy will train you as the head of the next generation. It's really good. How about what I want you to do?"

Lu Qing said: "The letter has been sent out a few days ago, so there should be no problem."

According to Tong Yan's plan, at the Qingshan Conference, the Imperial Court, Guocheng Temple, Shuiyue Temple, and Yimaozhai will work with Ah Piao to put pressure on Fang Jingtian.

The first thing Yin San wants Gu Qing to do is to solve this problem.

Gu Qing said: "I can influence Chaoge City, and I can persuade those three sects in the name of His Majesty, but I cannot influence Shenmo Peak."

Regardless of whether he is the emperor teacher or the supervisor, he is still just an ordinary disciple on Shenmo Peak, so of course Zhao Layue would not listen to him.

"You should know that Zhao Layue was seriously injured in the snow field and almost died."

Yin San thought of the little girl who chased him from the Guocheng Temple to the cliff, and sighed inexplicably.

Gu Qing was silent for a while, then asked: "What else can Master tell you?"

In the restaurant a few days ago, Yin San asked him to help with three things, and now he has done one, and there are two more.

Yin San took out a note from his sleeve and handed it over.

Gu Qing took a look at the note, shook his head and said, "No."

Yin San looked at him and said with a smile: "Compared to the head of Qingshan, these two things are just very small things, why not?"

Lu Qing said: "Although it's a small matter, the rhythm is wrong. If I accept it, I will never be able to get rid of you, and I will only get deeper and deeper. I can't imagine that I will have malice towards Yuan Qu and the others in the future."

Yin San said: "Now I understand more and more why that guy chose you."

Gu Qing folded the note and handed it back to him.

"Then let's talk about it after the Qingshan Conference ends today."

Yin San raised his left hand and reached for the note.

Just when his fingers touched the edge of the note, there was a sudden crash in the nunnery.

It was not the sound of water, but the sound of chains being dragged in a prison.

The blood-like sword light was born, refracted and scattered in the smoke, it looked extremely strange.

The sword bracelet on Lu Qing's wrist turned into a sword rope.

One end bound his right hand, and the other bound Yin San's left hand.

"Furth?" Yin San's expression was slightly different, but when he raised his head, he had regained his composure. He looked at Gu Qing and said, "I am a very vigilant person, but what you stretch out is your right hand... If you want to tie me, shouldn't you stretch out your left hand?"

At his level, there is not much difference between left and right, but no matter how far away from the world is, it is still impossible to completely cut off those habits at the beginning. Naturally, the right hand is more important than the left hand.

Gu Qing's left hand had already been raised to his shoulder, holding the hilt of the Cosmos Front that was bound by a coarse cloth, and said, "My habitual hand is the right hand. If I extend my left hand, I'm afraid you will become suspicious, uncle."

Whether it is in the form of a sword bracelet, a sword rope or a flying sword, it is Firth Sword after all.

The note split apart and turned into countless pieces of paper, flying into the red smoke like a paper crane.

The coarse cloth wrapped around the cosmic front also shattered, turning into countless pieces of butterflies, flying around.

The quiet and cold sword intent enveloped the nunnery.

Immediately afterwards, countless sword intents came from outside the nunnery, condensing into an invisible formation.

Those sword intents came from the footprints left by Gu Qing when he was walking by the lake in the plum grove.

Chengtian Sword Formation.

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Yin San couldn't help laughing.

He wasn't self-deprecating, but he thought it was funny.

If everything in the world is under control, it will be boring. Only things that he didn't expect make him feel interesting.

He didn't expect to see Forsi Sword in Chaoge City today.

Zhao Layue was seriously injured, and she was only one step away from death. She should have returned to Qingshan by this time. Who would have thought that she would actually send Fu Sijian here.

What really surprised him was Lu Qing's choice.

"Aren't you afraid of losing your reputation?" He looked at Gu Qing and asked with a smile.

"I'm going to die, what are you afraid of?" Lu Qing looked at him and asked seriously: "Master, what do you think a person who is destined to die will be afraid of?"

Yin San smiled and said: "If you were really not afraid of anything, you wouldn't be the only one who came here today. This means that even if you die, you don't want others to know that you have an affair with that fox demon queen mother."

Lu Qing said: "Yes, even if I die, I don't want her to be hurt, but if I really die, I can't control that much."

Yin San said with emotion: "I didn't expect that his apprentices are really not afraid of death, and there are more than one. I really don't understand. Is he a success or a failure?"

It is indeed a bit strange to say that Jing Jiu, as the person who is most afraid of death in the world, has accepted some descendants who are not afraid of death.

Liu Shisui was not afraid of death since she was a child, but if Zhao Layue was afraid of death, how could she get out of that vast snow field? Now, there is another Gu Qing.

"However, what I can be sure of is that you will definitely fail today." Yin San said with a smile, "Using Qingshan's sword array to kill me is really interesting and boring."

He is the true ancestor of the Qingshan Sect, and he is proficient in the Nine Peaks True Sword. More precisely, he passed down several copies of the Nine Peaks True Sword.

Many people don't know that he is best at Shenmo Peak's Nine Deaths Sword Art, which is a fact that Jing Jiu admits.

In addition, he has been the head of Qingshan for so many years, and his attainments in Chengtian swordsmanship are naturally extremely high.

As for how high it is... probably as high as Tianguang Peak.

Trying to trap him to death in the old plum garden with the Chengtian Sword Formation is absurd, but Gu Qing's expression remained calm, and he said, "If Master can leave, then you can go."

Yin San's smile gradually faded, and he said, "You think you can keep me with this sword rope?"

The sword rope was casually placed on the table, connecting the hands of the two of them.

Zhao Layue sent Fu Sijian to Chaoge City because she guessed what Gu Qing wanted to do, but she didn't expect that Gu Qing changed his mind temporarily.

Of course, it is very difficult for a sword rope to lock Daoist Taiping, even if it is the sword rope of Furth Sword, if it is the most dangerous time, he can even walk away with his arms broken.

Of course, he has a better choice.

That is to kill Lu Qing, or cut off Gu Qing's arm.

A delicate bone flute appeared in Yin San's hands. Under the reflection of the sword light and the red clothes, the blood line on the bone flute became more and more clear, exuding a very faint killing intent.

When the wind entered the flute hole, it made a sound, and a small invisible sword emerged from the sound of the flute, stabbing at the center of Gu Qing's eyebrows.

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Ping Yongjia was sitting in the center of the Palace Square. If he was fatter and taller, he would really look like a Buddha statue.

Countless sword intents floated out of his body, cutting on the ground, flying wildly in the air, and then drifting to all parts of the world.

This scene looks like the surface of the water startled by stones.

Suddenly, those sword intents in the world seemed to have found a certain target, and left without a sound.

The next moment, the Chuzi sword, which was as cold as water, disappeared in front of him.

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After those sword intents left the imperial city, they dissipated between the heaven and the earth, but only the traces were hidden, and they didn't really turn into nothingness. They blew through the streets and alleys of Chaoge City like a spring breeze, but they didn't move even a trace of catkins.

Liu Shisui came to the old plum garden, stood on the other side of the lake, felt the formation around the old nunnery, his dark face was full of solemn expressions.

Just when he was about to cross the bridge to join the battle, suddenly a gust of wind stirred his clothes, poured into his sleeves, and landed on the sword bracelet.

The Bu Er Sword hummed slightly, and even if he didn't want to, he turned back into the small silver flying sword by himself, and went away with the wind, breaking through the Chengtian Sword Formation laid down by Gu Qing in an instant, and entered the nunnery.

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There was a clear sound.

Cosmos Front's wide sword landed in front of Gu Qing, and the tip of the sword penetrated into the floor, blocking the small invisible sword.

A mouthful of blood spurted from between his lips.

Thick blood dripped down the smooth surface of the Cosmic Front, forming a straight line on the floor.

He held the universe front with both hands, and slapped it down on Yin San's head like an iron plate.

Almost at the same time, Chuzijian and Buerjian broke through the window, stabbing Yinsan with cold sword light.

Firth sword locked Yin San's wrist, and the other three famous swords made a killing.

There is a certain induction and connection between the four swords, forming an extremely terrifying sword array.

It was exactly the Zhuxian Sword Formation that Immortal Bairen had encountered hundreds of years ago.