Now Jing Jiu can go wherever he wants, and he doesn't need to knock on the door. He does this to let the girls in the nunnery see the peach blossoms, and also to inquire about some things with the people in the nunnery.

Unexpectedly, the people from Shuiyue Temple didn’t know where that guy went. He went to the quiet room with round windows. Even March had been sleeping here for many years, and there was always a peach blossom beside his pillow.

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There is also a quiet room with round windows in Sanqian Temple outside Ohara Castle.

The quiet room in Shuiyue Temple was imitated by Sanyue.

It was here when she first recovered from her injuries.

For this reason, there is also a tomb here.

A thousand-year-old lonely grave is not desolate with morning light every day.

He stood in front of Mr. Li's tomb for a while, turned around and went there.

There have been many stories in the nunnery on the other side of the bridge, such as sleeping for a long time in March, Bai Zao for a long time, and finally he slept for a long time. For example, when he was sleeping, the entire Qingshan Sect almost moved over. Zhuo Rusui and Yuanqu arranged hot pot, Tongyan and Que Niang arranged chess game, Liu Shisui made a bamboo chair, Gu Qing even knelt in front of the bed and told the matter.

But there is only one real big thing that happened in this chandelier.

Three months have become a full sky of morning light.

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After living in Sanqian Temple for a few days, Jing Jiu finally returned to Qingshan.

He glanced at the Gu family's carriage in Yunji Town and landed on the Shenmao Peak.

Shenmao Peak is even quieter than in previous years, and the monkeys kept shouting, and welcomed his return in a daze.

Suddenly, rain fell in the sky. It seemed that the rebuilt Qingshan Formation was not concerned about this aspect.

The sound of leaves hitting through the forest came from the cliff.

Jing Jiu looked back and saw Gu Qing.

Gu Qing was filled with emotion and couldn't speak for a long time. He knelt on the ground with a bang and kowtowed.

"You've been here all the time?" Jing Jiu asked.

Gu Qing said, "Zhen Tao left the year before yesterday, so I went back here."

The entire Chaotian Continent did not know that he had returned to Shenmo Peak and lived in the small wooden house he built a thousand years ago.

Jing Jiu didn't expect that, and even asked the treasure ship king and Shuiyue Temple.

He looked at his favorite apprentice, and after a while he was silent, he said, "Drink tea."

It’s not about treating Gu Qing as a guest to invite him to have tea, but about asking him to make tea.

Perhaps it was the iron kettle and small stove from back then, and the tea water was boiling and the extremely faint fragrance was scattered.

Jing Jiu picked up the teacup and sent it to his nose, smelled the smell, and showed a satisfied expression.

Looking at this scene, Gu Qing was very surprised and thought to himself, could Master be able to do it now?

After drinking a sip of tea, Jing Jiu said, "It's good to miss it, it's better to find some time to ascend."

Gu Qing did not dare to have any objection and responded: "Yes, Master."

Jing Jiu nodded and threw the teacup under the cliff.

There were countless quarrels and fights in the woods, and it was probably the monkey group that was fighting for it.

Soon, cheerful screams sounded, and it was thought that some monkey had snatched it.

Gu Qing guessed the meaning of his throwing cup, hesitated for a while, and asked, "You are preparing..."

Jing Jiu said, "I will travel far."

Gu Qing asked nervously: "Will you come back?"

Jing Jiu said: "It shouldn't be."

As for whether this journey is death or continues to move towards the road without end, Gu Qing didn't know and dared not ask.

He asked, "What else do you... want to do?"

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "Eat hot pot."

Gu Qing confirmed his previous guess, and the master was indeed different from before, and he could feel it.

He was surprised and was inexplicably sad, so he quickly asked the monkey to inform Shi Yuefeng and other places.

While waiting for the ingredients and utensils, he was worried that the master was bored and asked carefully: "Do you want to play mahjong for a while?"

Jing Jiu said: "Super."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dust dragon emerged from the sword peak in the distance, rolling through the peaks and the sword stream, coming to the front of the Shenmao Peak, and then instantly reached the top of the peak. The smoke and dust slightly converged, and Ping Yongjia's figure appeared.

Ping Yongjia knelt in front of Jing Jiu in tears and said, "Master, you are finally back."

Jing Jiu said: "I'm here to tell you that guy is dead."

Suddenly, a sword string formed a bridge, from the top of Qingrong Peak to the top of Shenmo Peak, Nan Wang walked over from the bridge.

She seemed to be silly, but the silver bell on her naked ankles kept ringing, which was so messy.

"Can you drink alcohol?"

"Can do everything."

Jing Jiu took the wine pot from her.

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After eating hot pot, drinking wine, playing two games of mahjong, and after doing all this, Jing Jiu went to Tianguang Peak.

The cottage was rebuilt and a chair was placed, but the stone tablet on Yuan Turtle's body could not be restored.

"I always feel that Yinfeng is not in the stone tablet, but in your belly."

Jing Jiu walked to Yuangui and sat down, looking at the felt-like sea of ​​clouds outside the cliff, as if he was talking to himself.

The turtle closed its eyes and remained motionless, as if it was made of real stones.

Jing Jiu continued: "I originally thought that you might want to hide some magical powers, so I didn't care, but now that I know some things in the outside world, I think of you again."

Yuangui slowly opened his eyes, looked at him with a turbid look, and said in a slight voice: "Ah, are you back?"

Jing Jiu ignored it and pretended to be stupid and said, "Not every life has its meaning of existence, and not everything must have an explanation, but existence like you... cannot be just to accompany time."

Yuan Turtle is the oldest divine beast in Chaotian Continent. It was the guard here since the Qingshan Sect. No one knows how many years it has lived, and no one knows what earth-shaking magical powers it has.

"Real person, what do you want to say?" Yuan Gui asked blankly.

Jing Jiu withdrew his gaze and looked at its eyes and said, "After that god came to Chaotian Continent, he found a way to control Xue Ji and a sword with all things. Why can't Xue Ji be found for so many years?"

Yuangui thought about it carefully and said, "Because she has snow blindness?"

Jing Jiu said: "Because the black obelisk and the sword of all things are guarded from beginning to end."

Yuan Gui was silent for a while and said, "You have to say it clearly, I'm not a human."

Jing Jiu said, "It's you."

"You are not wrong. The sword of everything and that thing were placed in my stomach before." Yuan Gui said, "After the god you mentioned came, I secretly spit it out for him."

Jing Jiu asked, "Why?"

Yuan Gui said angrily: "I have to be responsible for guarding all things, and I have to stare at such a terrible guy like Xue Ji. Is it so stressful? And all the prisoners died at that time. Why can't I let myself relax for a few days?"

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "Are you considered the supervisor left by that civilization?"

It is also easy to understand that the advanced civilization of this space prison is to be relieved that Xue Ji, the guard, left some means to restrict her in secret.

"Supervise the ghost..." Yuan Gui said.

Jing Jiu said, "Then what are you?"

Yuan Gui looked into the distance, his eyes were vicissitudes, and he said slowly: "Actually, I am a prisoner."
Chapter completed!