Chapter 739 Let's Do It Today

Jing Jiu handed over the thin wooden sticks and said, "Although the reason is simple, it is not easy to think about it."

Zenzi took it with both hands, and suddenly asked, "When did you think of this truth?"

Jing Jiu walked to the threshold, looked at the snowfield in the distance, and said, "I suddenly thought of it one day, it should be when I was discussing Soul Fire with the Underworld Emperor in the Demon Prison."

Zenzi asked, "Because of the name Soul Fire?"

"Don't you think there is no reason for this name? There must be another reason."

Jing Jiu said: "I asked Xue Ji, they are not like this, but it does not mean that the human race is not like this."

Hearing Xue Ji's name, Chanzi shook his head and asked, "Are you sure it's a good thing to help her leave?"

Jing Jiu said, "This is one thing, good or bad doesn't matter."

Zhao Layue stood up, followed his gaze into the depths of the snow field, and asked, "You want to kill her?"

From the moment Jing Jiu came to the snowfield, the ice peak was very quiet, and the lack of that divine sense explained a lot of problems.

"She's not as good as her mother, and she's not that easy to kill, and why did she kill her? I have a good relationship with her mother," Jing Jiu said.

Zhao Layue said: "But she didn't have a good relationship with her mother, and she almost killed her mother."

Jing Jiu said: "Her mother had just given birth at that time, she was the weakest, and she also took the opportunity to hide from fate and heaven, and left the snowfield."

Chanzi shook his head again and again, and said, "I always feel that this conversation is a bit strange."

Jing Jiu nodded slightly towards the ice peak deep in the snowfield, and prepared to leave.

Zenzi said, "I won't see you off that day."

Zhao Layue was a little surprised and asked, "Why?"

Zenzi said with a natural expression on his face, "What's so good about getting married for the second time?"

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Chanzi didn't go to see Jing Jiu off, naturally it wasn't that he disliked him for the second time, but that the two had a deep affection and were different from each other.

Chaoge City is also different to many people.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue first went to live in the Zhao Garden outside the city for a few days. He could tell that Zhao's father and Zhao's mother hadn't been around for a few years. Then they went to the palace to meet Jing Yao, and spent another day wandering around the old and new plum gardens.

The black eaves of Taichang Temple were washed clean by the summer rain, and they looked very energetic, but they lost the spirit of the past. The backyard is full of purple wild flowers, and the underground prison is getting more and more empty. I heard from Lu Guogong that in two hundred years, the last few prisoners may die.

Many descendants of Duke Lu's mansion have passed away, but the old Duke is still standing. Looking at those younger generations who are becoming more and more unfamiliar, will he occasionally think of his more deserted neighbors.

Jingli now spends more time copying scriptures in Taixue, and Jing's house is empty most of the time.

Jing Jiu slept in that study for more than a hundred years, and he is still not very familiar with this house.

He took Zhao Layue for a walk around the front yard and backyard, and sat in that study for half the night. When the morning light illuminated Chaoge City, he got up and left.

The virtual realm above the blue sky is not far away, like a piece of glass, but it gives people a feeling that it cannot be broken.

Zhao Layue asked before entering the Void Realm: "Do you want to go to Guocheng Temple?"

That stone pagoda is still in the Guocheng Temple, since it is a farewell trip, it should go there.

"What's the point of looking at the pagoda when people are gone?" Jing Jiu joked, "I'm not Zhuo Rusui, I have to hug that pagoda to fall asleep."

Zhao Layue confirmed again that after Nan Wang burned the remains and woke up from the Three Thousand Courtyard, he was a little different from before.

Of course, this may also be Zhuo Rusui's influence on him.

As Zen Zi said, this is the cause and effect of this world.

The muddy water outside Nanhe State was illuminated by the blood-colored sword light.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue stopped on a rock and looked at the huts on the far bank to help refugees. They saw a middle-aged monk who was busy treating the wounded and had no time to talk at all.

For the sake of this pair of master and apprentice, Zhao Layue killed the practitioner and became the murderer pursued by Qing Tiansi, and then those things that followed. Xiao He, Bu Lao Lin, Zou Fengchen, Wang Xiaoming... Those stories were so thrilling and impressive at the time, but now they have been blown away by the wind, and when I think of them occasionally, I feel a sense of being separated from the world.

Jing Jiu said, "Since everyone has their own way, I shouldn't have locked you back then."

Zhao Layue glanced at him and said, "Are you sure there is nothing wrong with my way?"

Jing Jiu said: "That year we said, why are practitioners in the Heaven-reaching Realm called big things? Because there are big things between life and death."

Zhao Layue was thoughtful.

"One step forward for a cultivator in the Tongtian Realm is to ascend. If he fails to take this step, he will be no different from ordinary people, and he will be trapped between life and death."

Jing Jiu continued: "You choose to live to death. Although it is dangerous, you will be much faster than others."

Zhao Layue said: "Wait until I enter the Tongtian Realm like Peng Lang."

Jing Jiu said, "It's not difficult."

Zhao Layue looked into his eyes and asked, "Are you leaving?"

Jing Jiu said, "There's no rush."

Zhao Layue looked away, looked at the countless waves heading east in the muddy water, and said, "Don't wait for me."

Jing Jiu's meaning was very clear, she would only leave after sending her to the Heaven-reaching Realm.

She didn't want to bear this, it had nothing to do with the heavy pressure, it just didn't want to involve him.

Jing Jiu didn't answer, and took her to Yunji Town, where he ordered a hot pot from the restaurant.

The red soup and white soup boiled one after another, and various meat and vegetables were put into the pot in order. The aroma came to the face with the mist, overflowed the window, and mixed with the clouds and mist in the town.

The door of the box was closed tightly, while the door of the restaurant was wide open. I don't know how many generations of the restaurant owner brought the whole family and shopkeeper and buddies to kneel on the first floor.

The residents and common people of Yunji Town knelt by the street.

Countless sword lights in the sky have revealed the identities of the couple in the restaurant.

Maybe because she didn't like eating in such an environment where people were watching her, Zhao Layue's appetite was a little bit bad, and she only ate three plates of mutton before putting down her chopsticks.

The blood-colored sword light illuminated the cloud and mist flowing from the green mountain, and quickly disappeared among the peaks upstream, completely ignoring the elders and disciples of Qingshan who came to greet the master, expressing their displeasure clearly.

There was no one left in Nansong Pavilion, so Jing Jiu went directly to that small building, looked at the portraits of the ancestors, and finally stopped in front of him.

Different from Xuantianzong's portrait, Jing Jingren in this portrait has a clear face, because someone has seen it before.

Zhao Layue glanced at him, turned and left the small building.

The sound of silver bells sounded in the quiet mountain forest.

Fifty sword strings converged from the sunlight, forming a cloud and falling beside him.

A bare foot stretched out from the cloud, with a silver bell tied around its ankle, it was white and attractive.

With a soft snap, Nan Wang came out from the cloud, looked at him and asked, "How is my painting?"

Jing Jiu looked at himself in the portrait quietly, the nostalgia in his eyes gradually faded, and he said calmly, "I look better now."

Nan Wang snorted and said, "Everyone has been waiting for many days, but you haven't come back. When are you going to leave?"

The entire Chaotian Continent knew that Jing Jiu was about to ascend.

The problem is that no one knows what day it is, so they can only come to the Green Mountain Sect in advance and wait honestly.

The date of ascension is uncertain, so the whole world can only wait forever, putting everything else aside, and no one dares to ask, except Nan Wang.

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "Then let's do it today."

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(Ascension is definitely about to ascend, and it will probably take two or three chapters to complete the process. It must be too early to finish the book, and there are still at least one million words. When the book was opened, I promised that I would definitely write the story after Ascension carefully. After Ascension, I will chat with everyone and give you a preview of the general plot later.)