Chapter 648
Only then did He Wei feel the pain, and let out a scream of anger and fear!
Only then did the Kunlun disciples know what had happened, and hurriedly got up with their swords, trying to set up a sword array to trap the people coming.
Jing Jiu disappeared from the spot.
The very faint sword light and white shadow passed by He Wei again.
He Wei let out another scream, and his left arm broke again.
The blood kept flowing down, wet the feathers of the Han Haoniao.
Han Haoniao felt the dawd but ubiquitous sword intent in the sky, his eyes were full of fear, and he didn't dare to fly away at all.
He Wei endured the pain, fell off Han Haoniao, stepped on the flying sword and fled to the sky.
With a soft rubbing sound, the flying sword broke in two, and he fell heavily from the sky to the ground. With the flash of sword light, his legs also left his body.
The sword light converges again.
Jing Jiu appeared beside him.
The Kunlun disciples in the distance looked at this scene and guessed his identity. They were horrified beyond words, wondering if Immortal Jingyang is so scary!
He Wei's pale face was full of despair, looked at him and hissed, "No..."
He still had a lot to say, but there was no chance, his head tilted, and he rolled from his body to the ground.
A very faint ray of light floated out from the broken neck, turned into a human form, and rushed towards the barren mountain in a panic.
Jing Jiu ignored it, turned around and looked at the sword array formed by the Kunlun disciples, and waved his hand.
Dozens of extremely fierce sword intents pierced through the air, smashing the Kunlun faction's sword array like a shattering one, and cutting off the bodies of more than a dozen Kunlun strongmen at the same time.
He Wei's sword ghost swept over to the barren mountain.
Zhao Layue was there.
She pointed out in the air, and more than ten sword lights flew away, cutting the sword ghost into pieces.
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The people of the Kunlun School dispersed like birds and beasts.
But the Han Haoniao was terrified and did not dare to fly away. It was not until Jing Jiu took a look at it that he dared to leave.
Su Ziye stood up from the grass, and saluted Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu respectfully.
Zhao Layue said: "The next thing, you can handle it yourself."
Back then, Jing Jiu had promised Su Ziye to help him establish a new sect, so he needed spiritual veins.
There used to be one of the fire veins at the bottom of Lengshan that belonged to the Xuanyin Sect, but now it just returned to its original owner. Of course, the better spirit veins are in Kunlun Mountain.
Su Ziye and the casual cultivators and disciples he recruited in the West Sea naturally couldn't do this, but with the participation of the Wind Knife Church, the imperial court would also give secret support. It would take a few decades to pose a real threat to the Kunlun Sect.
Of course, the premise is that the Qingshan sect must maintain its unique status in the Chaotian Continent, and still be able to deter the Zhongzhou faction.
After Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue finished this matter, they didn't leave Leng Shan immediately, but sneaked into the ground through the big crack to have a look at Huo Li.
When they flew out of the big crack, the waiting people had already arrived.
Tan Zhenren stood among the mountains and weeds, it was so natural, it seemed to be a part of the heaven and the earth.
He looked at Jing Jiu and sighed, and said, "Killing He Wei and trying to trick my divine beast away, wouldn't it be too much for a real person to do so?"
Jing Jiu said: "The situation is on the green hills, so it's natural to do it."
Tan Zhenzhen said: "You and I are both cultivators. You should know that the Dao has no form. How can there be any imperative?"
Jing Jiu said: "The thing Yuan Qijing wants to do the most is to kill you guys. As an uncle, I always help him do it."
Tan Zhenren was not angry when he heard the words, and said calmly: "You and I have been fighting for thousands of years, how can we really tell the winner? Could you still destroy Yunmeng Mountain?"
With Jing Jiu and Nan Wang advancing to the Heaven-reaching Realm successively, even if Yin San is not counted, the Green Mountain Sect now has four great masters and three guardians. In addition to the emergence of talented disciples, there are now eleven people in the Sea Breaking Realm, and the number of strong Sea Breaking Realm is even greater.
In contrast, the Zhongzhou faction has not seen any great figures in the past hundred years, and the strength gap between the two sides is very obvious. But what Tan Zhenren said is not wrong. The Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect, which have profound orthodox traditions, have many hidden methods. It is basically impossible to completely defeat each other and destroy the other's mountain gate. Moreover, the strong never take risks. With the current situation in the practice world, even if they want to take risks, it should be a matter that the Zhongzhou faction should consider.
The slightly cold mountain wind blows the midsummer weeds.
The two of them stared at each other quietly with a distance of more than ten feet.
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No one knew about the meeting between Jing Jiu and Tan Zhenren in Lengshan.
In the eyes of everyone in Qingshan, the Zhongzhou faction has already entered the autumn. If it weren't for the two real people Tanbai, the three peak combat powers of Qilin, and the two celestial talismans, they might have surrendered long ago.
Of course, Qingshan also has its own problems, and they are huge problems.
As the saying goes, the biggest problems are often internal. The dispute between the real Jingyang and the real Taiping has lasted for more than 400 years, some people died, and more importantly, internal friction was serious, and Qingshan's forward pace was still unstable.
Fang Jingtian has always wanted to welcome Daoist Taiping back, and even Daoist Guangyuan supported this proposal. If they hadn't considered the attitudes of the orthodox practice sects such as Guocheng Temple and Yimaozhai, as well as the equally strong opposition forces in Qingshan, they would have done so long ago.
Shenmo Peak, Bihu Peak, and Tianguang Peak will never accept Daoist Taiping to return to the mountain. The young disciples of Liangwang Peak respect Fang Jingtian very much, but they will not agree to this proposal, because it is related to their most important ideas, right and wrong, good and evil.
If Fang Jingtian could become the new head of Qingshan Sect in spring, or if he could use decades to change the views of Qingshan Jiufeng, it is a pity that he has no chance.
Jing Jiu woke up, and he was able to reach the sky in one step.
In Chaoge City, he seriously injured Daoist Taiping and expelled Yinfeng and Xuanyin Patriarch.
Then he went to Lengshan, and in front of the elders, disciples and practitioners of some small sects of the Kunlun Sect, he lightly killed He Wei, the head of the Kunlun Sect.
The entire Chaotian Continent was shocked, how strong is Jing Jiu now? Could it be that he has reached the level of talking about the two real people Bai, or the real person Liu Ci back then? Or is it that he has recovered to the level of real Jingyang?
These conjectures have changed many things, or changed the attitudes of many people. For example, in the Green Mountain Sect, few people still agree with Fang Jingtian's statement back then, thinking that he is the sword demon of all things. Another example is that Yunji Town suddenly became lively again.
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Yunji Town has always been a scenic spot, and with the green hills not far away, many tourists visit every day, but it is rarely as lively as it has been these days. Practitioners can be seen everywhere on the street. Some old people in the town still remembered the stories told by their ancestors, and couldn't help shaking their heads, wondering if there was going to be a mess again? Fortunately, even though Yuan Qijing is gone, the Qingshan School is more famous than before, and those practitioners have lived longer, and their memories are more vivid. They know that this is not a place to be presumptuous, and they are honest.
During Jing Jiu's 100-year sleep in Chaoge City, no one lived in Jingyuan, and naturally no one came to visit it. Some practitioners sat quietly by the stream, some were practicing their own sword tactics, and some kept kowtowing. They still remembered the fate of a certain fellow who died tragically under lightning, and no one dared to perform dangerous moves with the sword.
One morning, suddenly a few beams of sword light illuminated the sky, and then the mist covering the landscape garden dissipated a bit, and a blue smoke came out of it.
Some practitioners shouted in surprise: "Look quickly! Patriarch Jingyang has appeared!"
As soon as he finished speaking, this person was dragged to the outside and beaten up. Everyone thought, can you speak?
That blue smoke is not real smoke, it is also water mist, but the color of the mist is mixed with hairy belly, coriander, pepper and other things, which is naturally different.
Except for Gu Qing and Liu Shisui, everyone who should have arrived has arrived.
Everyone sat around the hot pot, not happy, but feeling a little tense, especially Zhuo Rusui who didn't know what stimulated him today, and even picked up the meat several times before Zhao Layue, which made Yuan Qu very angry.
A Piao and Ping Yongjia briefly talked about the affairs of the underworld, and found that the dishes prepared by Gu's family were missing more than half, so they quickly shut up and picked up the bowls and chopsticks to concentrate on fishing for meat.
Tong Yan ate some casually, then gave up her seat, walked to the stream and started playing chess with herself.
Jing Jiu lay on the bamboo chair, looking at the flowing clouds in the sky, wondering what he was thinking.
Suddenly, he stood up.
There was a soft buzzing sound, and the wind lingered around, blowing the fog into chaos.
He flew into the sky, passed through those flowing clouds, turned into a tiny black spot, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.
Zhuo Rusui and Yuan Qu held the bowls, opened their mouths, and looked at the sky, not knowing what happened.
Zhao Layue lowered her head and continued to fish for meat, while Ah Piao kept coming up with ideas: "The belly is cooked! Let's get some meat first!"
Ping Yongjia was nervous and excited at the same time, shouting: "Master has ascended again!"
With a click, several bolts of lightning fell from the sky, stretching for an unknown number of miles, like an exaggerated sword light.
These lightning bolts were extremely bright, shining on the chessboard, even the black chess pieces seemed to turn white.
Tong Yan was holding a chess piece with three fingers and was about to put it on, but suddenly stopped in the air, and said calmly after a long while: "It's really useless."
In the face of bright light, the distinction between black and white is not important. In the face of powerful strength, conspiracy and deduction and calculation ability are useless.
He put the chess piece back into the urn, then slowly put the chess pieces on the chessboard in, got up and said to everyone: "I want to go out for a walk."
Zhuo Rusui and the others stared at the lightning in the sky and waved their hands indifferently.
It wasn't until Tong Yan left Jingyuan for a while that they came to their senses, looked at each other, and thought to leave like this?
The lightning in the sky gradually subsided, and the rumbling thunder was replaced by the cry of frogs in the stream.
When Jing Jiu returned to the courtyard, the surface of his body was surrounded by blue electric light.
No one knew what he was doing, and no one dared to control him.
At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the garden, the sound was like thunder, the stream was slightly disturbed, and the frogs stopped suddenly.
With this kind of formation, so invisible, it is easy to guess who is coming. Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui looked at each other tacitly, put down their bowls and chopsticks, and left from the court room.
Ah Piao landed on Yuan Qu's shoulder and patted him on the head. Yuan Qu came to his senses and hurried out, but Ping Yongjia grabbed his sleeve.
He looked at Yuan Qu pitifully and said, "Brother, why don't you go and open the door?"
Yuan Qu said angrily: "I learned the Seven Plum Sword Art from Xilai Peak. If Fang Jingtian came, I would go, but you learned the Unprovoked Sword Art from Qingrong Peak. Why do you run away!"