(It is recommended that you eat this chapter with songs. This chapter is very short. I thought about it for a long time and I can only stop there because I like that. Tsk tsk, my thrilling look is really good. I just wrote a wrong place in that chapter yesterday. Jing Jiu saw Luo Huainan more than once, but I was too lazy to change it, so let it go first.)

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"What does uncle's appearance look like?"

"The best look."

"Did uncle teach here like us?"

"In class? Did you see the cliff cave opposite? He was lying there all day long. His fellow disciples laughed at him for being lazy. How could he know that he was raising his sword with his will!"

"Will the teachers punish him if he doesn't attend classes?"

Speaking of this, the disciples of Sword Washing suddenly woke up and were not chatting in the cliff cave, but in class.

They quickly left the window and sat back to their seats, worried, afraid that the teaching master would punish him.

This class talks about the first theory of swords, and teaches the immortal master's surname is Lu.

To the surprise of the disciple of Sword Cleansing, Master Lu was not angry and said with a smile: "If you want to see, go to the stream to see. How can you see clearly here?"

The disciples didn't believe their ears, looked at each other several times, confirmed that the immortal master said so, cheered, bowed quickly and ran out.

Master Lu walked to the window, looked at the sword boat in the sky, stroked his beard lightly, and showed a gratified smile on his face.

He had a dim prospect of practicing Taoism, but was recalled to Jiufeng for practicing again because of Nansongting's experience.

Four years ago, he finally broke through the realm and is now teaching in Xijian Pavilion.

How could he not be relieved when he saw his former student and had become Qingshan's pride?

Similar scenes keep appearing elsewhere in Xijian Pavilion.

Lin Wuzhi walked out of the classroom with the lesson plan and saw Master Meili of Qingrongfeng, bowing and saluting.

Cheers suddenly came from the bank of the stream. The two looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh, feeling very moved, and speeding up their pace.

The lazy boy from twelve years ago has now come to such a situation when he returns.

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There was once a cliff by Xijian Creek. Later, when the three-foot sword on Shangde Peak suppressed the former peak owner of Bihu Peak, the cliff was crushed into flat ground.

Later, at the request of Shi Yuefeng, after Zhufeng's discussion and approval, the cliff was transformed into a Jianzhou Dock.

The sword boat slowly fell down, and a huge shadow cast on the sword stream, and the stream water suddenly shook.

People are everywhere on the bank of the stream.

Lin Wuzhi, Yao Songshan, Lei Yijing and dozens of three generations of Qingshan disciples and many sword-washing disciples were among the people who saluted each other and said in unison: "Welcome the uncle of the junior master to the mountain!"

The sound echoed in the valley like thunder, attracting countless apes to respond.

Gu Qing stood behind Jing Jiu, smiling and thinking, Master, would you still dislike the noise too much?

The young man surnamed Yuan's face turned red and felt honored. He waved hard to junior sister Yushan in the crowd.

"Okay." Fang Jingtian said with a smile: "The head of the sect is still waiting for Junior Brother Jing at Tianguang Peak."

Jing Jiu didn't want to go to Tianguang Peak. He was thinking about some reason to refuse, but suddenly he sensed something and turned around and looked at a very lonely and cold mountain deep in the sea of ​​clouds.

With a whoosh!

The sword bracelet left his wrist and turned back to the body of the Fox sword, turning into a bright red light, heading towards that place.

Looking at this scene, Fang Jingtian's smile gradually faded away.

The disciples of Qingshan by the stream were very surprised.

Lin Wuzhi and Meili looked at each other and saw the surprise and joy in each other's eyes.

Over the past hundreds of years, the youngest Youye Realm in the Aoyama Sect has finally appeared!

Jing Jiu did not talk to Fang Jingtian anymore, and he stood up with his sword. Gu Qing and the young man surnamed Yuan quickly followed.

At this time, they will naturally not go to Tianguang Peak again.

Compared with this matter, what is the summoning of the head?

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The wind is everywhere in the peak of Shenmao.

The woods were blown whirring, and the green leaves kept falling, but they could not hide the whistling of the monkeys.

The monkeys' screams were very shrill, but they were not warnings or fears, but they were extremely happy.

The door of the cottage in the woods was not closed to death. It was blown by the strong wind and kept closing and opening again, making a sound of banging.

There is a restriction on the building on the top of the peak, and there is no such situation, but the leaves are dancing and sand and dust are everywhere.

A muffled sound suddenly came from the depths of the cave, and the ban was lifted.

A ray of smoke and dust spewed out from it, looking like a yellow dragon.

A moment later, Zhao Luyue walked out of the cave.

I saw her unkempt and dirty face, and her clothes were covered with dust. She looked very embarrassed, but her eyes were clear.

Her eyes became even darker and clearer. When she looked straight, she seemed to have a sudden death. Naturally, a sharp sword intent arises, and then gradually becomes silent.

She walked to the cliff and saw the red light that broke through the air. She naturally reached out to take it.

Looking at the Fu Sijian in her hand, she looked slightly stunned, thinking to herself what was going on?

"Why is it so messy again?"

A voice sounded.

Jing Jiujiu's sword fell.

Zhao Layue looked at him quietly and suddenly asked, "Sword Peak?"

Jing Jiu didn't know what she asked about this and said, "Zuo Yi."

Zhao Leyue confirmed that this was true and laughed.

The dimples reappear.

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Gu Qing and the young man surnamed Yuan landed on the top of the peak.

Looking at the picture in front of him, the young man surnamed Yuan was stunned and asked, "Master... have dimples?"

Gu Qing said, "Yes, when the master arranged flowers for her at the Meihui meeting, at least hundreds of people saw it."

The young man surnamed Yuan said in shock: "I haven't seen him once... Oh, why did the master go back? Did she go back as soon as his uncle came back? "

Jing Jiu didn't know why Zhao Layue suddenly turned around and returned to the cave.

Don't think about things you can't understand.

He looked at the familiar scenery on the top of the peak and felt the warm spring breeze, and felt that this place was indeed more suitable for sleepiness than the bitter cold snow cave.

At least the bamboo chair will not be too hard to freeze.

Intentional movement.

The bamboo chair appeared on the cliff where it stayed most often.

There are even six sunkens on the ground there.

Jing Jiu lay down and said no.

Gu Qing knew that this was the sound that the master would make only when he was extremely comfortable, just like the sigh of an ordinary person.

The young man surnamed Yuan suddenly shouted: "Master, are you back?"

Zhao Layue walked out of the cave, her hair was wet, water was dripping from the end, and she also changed into a clean dress.

Gu Qing was very impressed and worried. He took a bath so quickly, and he was not like a girl's house.

Zhao royue walked to the bamboo chair, signaled Jing Jiu to move his legs apart, and then sat down.

Jing Jiu took out the Yinmu comb and began to comb her hair.

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Chapter completed!