Chapter 653 Deep in the Wild Flowers, the Show Begins

The falling skylight illuminates the stage-like ground.

Fang Jingtian saluted the corpse dog earnestly—no matter what attitude the corpse dog had towards Daoist Taiping, he was able to leave the Sword Prison because he obviously had the other party's permission.

There was a smile in Shigou's eyes, then he looked at Jing Jiu and asked with his eyes——Are you sure you want to do this?

Jing Jiu said, "Easier."

The corpse dog was silent for a while, closed its eyes again, and did not make any sound.

There seemed to be a sigh in the quiet underground space.

The sword prison was very quiet, and the air seemed to have solidified into a rock—a rock harder than Shangde Peak.

The two giants walked by slowly, which brought great mental pressure to the big monsters and evil cultivators in the cells on both sides. They obviously couldn't hear the footsteps, but there seemed to be the sound of war drums in their hearts.

Coming to the depths of the Sword Prison, Fang Jingtian stopped, looked at the cell at the end of the quiet passage, and said, "Master was imprisoned here by you all those years ago?"

Jing Jiu hummed.

Fang Jingtian asked: "Who is locked inside now?"

Jing Jiu said, "You are not the head of the sect, so you have no right to know."

Fang Jingtian withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward.

Apart from this lonely and narrow dead end, there is only one passage in the Sword Prison.

If you want to enter and leave the hidden peak, you can only go this way, there is no other possibility.

It is said that this is the intention of the previous ancestors of Qingshan Zong to set up Yinfeng.

Only by putting them to death can they be reborn.

Only in a truly desperate environment can one break the seemingly impossible barrier on the difficult path of practice.

In the entire cultivation world, there are only four people who know that there are other ways out of Yinfeng.

Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing are dead, but Jing Jiu and Taiping will never tell anyone this secret.

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The scenery in Hidden Peak is very beautiful, not as beautiful as the real world, but what is interesting is that in the real world—accurately, at the top of Tianguang Peak—you can see here.

Fang Jingtian had lived in Yinfeng for many years, and it was also here that he successfully broke the barrier set by Yuan Qijing for himself, and reached the sky in the mountains full of wild flowers.

Those beautiful cyan peaks swept back at high speed, and the mountain he was most familiar with was head-on, and the wild flowers all over the mountain were still in full bloom.

Fang Jingtian landed in the mountains, went deep into the wild flowers, and picked up a bamboo flute with his body down.

The bamboo flute left the ground, and the wildflowers gradually withered and shriveled into debris, mixed into the black soil, and disappeared.

He turned to look at Jing Jiu and said, "It's interesting to say, when I didn't know your identity, I thought about taking you as an apprentice."

The mountain breeze blows slightly, passing through the holes of the bamboo flute, making a pleasant sound.

This is about one hundred and fifty years ago, when Jing Jiu returned to Qingshan to participate in the Sword Inheritance Conference by the Xijian River.

Jing Jiu said, "Hurry up."

The next battle is related to orthodoxy, which will affect the inheritance of Qingshan Sect for hundreds of years, or even more years, and will inevitably affect the entire Chaotian Continent.

Before that, there can be some long memories, some emotions, some chanting, and some long-winded speeches.

But it's not necessary.

Hundreds of years of emotions finally had a chance to express, but was interrupted so bluntly, Fang Jingtian was not very angry, but just sighed: "If you are really uncle, a boring person like you...how could Master be willing to teach you back then?"

Jing Jiu said, "I'm very talented."

Fang Jingtian was silent for a while, then said: "How?"

Jing Jiu said, "Whoever loses, don't come out."

This was originally the rule of Qingshan Yinfeng, as long as the people who come in, there is only one way to get out, or they can break through the world...or be like Tong Yan and others, being ignored by Jing Jiu and Yuan Qijing.

Of course, even if Fang Jingtian lost this round and was imprisoned in the hidden peak, there is still a way to leave, and that is to ascend.

Fang Jingtian's silver eyebrows fluttered slightly, and he said with emotion: "You look confident and annoying, you are really similar to my uncle."

Jing Jiu said: "Even your master doesn't doubt my identity now, but you still don't believe it...why didn't you see that you were such a stubborn child when you were young?"

Fang Jingtian said: "Because I was still a child in your eyes at that time, so I saw a lot of things nearby, so I had to be stubborn."

Jing Jiu said, "Since you are a child, how can you tell the truth from the false, and know what the truth is?"

Fang Jingtian said: "I only know that apart from the little junior sister, the master loves you and the two senior brothers the most. What did you do?"

Jing Jiu said, "We did what we should do, no, we did what we wanted to do."

Fang Jingtian looked into his eyes and said, "I miss you dead."

As soon as the words fell, more than ten white traces suddenly appeared in the blue sky of Yinfeng.

The combination of those sword marks is a plum.

It's not a plum blossom, it's just a branch of plum, bare, without a single flower bud.

Those traces are sword intent.

Through heaven and earth.

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The people of Qingshan Sect stood on the square in front of the main hall of Xilai Peak, listening to the sound of pines and waves all around, and looked at the sky blankly, not knowing where Jing Jiu and Fang Jingtian had gone.

Zhao Layue felt a lightness in her arms, and realized that Ah Da was gone, and subconsciously looked at Shangde Peak in the distance.

Daoist Guangyuan had already noticed the movement, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Jing Jiu and Fang Jingtian went to Shangde Peak, so naturally they wanted to go to Yinfeng, to Yinfeng... This shows that this battle is completely different from the sword fight between him and his senior brother, it is a real fight to the death.

On the top of Qingrong Peak, Nan Wang was not drinking, and was wearing shoes, standing under the flower tree, looking in the direction of Shangde Peak, his small face was full of anger and helplessness.

She knew that Jing Jiu and the others hadn't shown up when they returned to Qingshan, so she planned to interrupt this matter secretly.

Don't say anything about self-knowledge.

Her realm strength is inferior to Fang Jingtian and Jing Jiu, but there are other ways to interrupt this battle.

Now it seems that Jing Jiu and Fang Jingtian obviously guessed what she would do, and went directly to Yinfeng.

There is only one passage in Yinfeng, and there are dead dogs guarding it. She cannot enter, and there is no way to stop and interrupt the battle.

The flower tree moved slightly, and countless fine sword marks appeared on the black stone. Those marks floated up in the air and turned into sword strings, forming an invisible bridge.

Her clothes fluttered slightly, the silver bell moved slightly, she stepped on the bridge and landed on the top of Tianguang Peak.

People in front of Xilai Peak felt the sword string in the sky, woke up, and got up with their swords one after another, heading towards Tianguang Peak.

There are thousands of miles of green mountains, and only at the top of Tianguang Peak can you see the corner of Yinfeng.

Countless sword lights illuminated the sky and converged on Tianguang Peak.

Everyone ignored the salute to Nan Wang who was standing on the edge of the cliff, and all looked towards Yinfeng.

Indeed, only a corner can be seen faintly, which is the countless green hills in the sea of ​​clouds, but Jing Jiu and Fang Jingtian can't be seen anywhere.

There was a muffled bang.

Everyone was very surprised. They turned to look at the place where the sound came from, and found that some dust had fallen on the stone tablet carried by Yuan Gui. They were shocked and wondered what was going on?

The battle to reach the sky in Yinfeng should have already started, the question is why there is no picture, but the stone tablet produced some movement instead?

Some disciples who haven't started for a short time can't help thinking in horror, could it be that the ancestors of the Qingshan Sect couldn't see this kind of infighting, and showed their spirits and got angry?

"Who do you think will win?"

Nan Wang's voice suddenly came from the edge of the cliff.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that even if they had ideas, how could they dare to speak out at such a time.

"Those two guys care about their own happiness, but they don't think about how much trouble they will cause Qingshan. It's really a headache."

Nan Wang said: "Who knows how long they will play? Are we just watching here? Why don't we place some bets and watch the show more lively."

Her voice was very calm, without any emotion, but anyone could tell that she was in a very bad mood, full of the downcast and broken cans after frustration.

The edge of the cliff is still very quiet, no one dares to cater to her mood.

After a while.

Zhao Layue walked to Nan Wang's side, called out the Forsi sword and put it on the ground.