Gu Han knew where Liu Shisui had gone to drive the sword.

After he successfully mastered his sword at Jian Peak for the first time, he also went above the clouds.

Flying with a sword is the most wonderful imagination of a practitioner. After success, it is the most wonderful experience. Who doesn’t want to see how high the day is?

There was a faint cheer from below, and Gu Han looked at the top of the peak and thought to himself that you are not the only one of the natural Taoist seeds in Qingshan Sect.

Looking at his gaze, the fat man knew what he was thinking and persuaded: "Junior sister is unwilling to enter Liangwang Peak. I guess she has her own arrangements. Senior brother, don't be angry."

Gu Han did not respond and said, "At the age of ten is in the critical stage of cultivation. Don't let him meet that waste, you will be affected."

The fat man was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was talking about Jing Jiu.

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Jing Jiu returned to his cave.

Unlike the layout of the front yard and back stone rooms in Nansongting, the cave is real now.

The cave is on the cliff walls on both sides of Xijian Creek. It is very quiet, without anyone disturbing each other, and the scenery is also beautiful.

Every morning, a plate of precious fruit and a pot of clear water will appear in front of the cave. Of course, this plate of precious fruit is much better than when he was in the outer door. The one responsible for distributing matters is no longer the deacon, but the sword box.

As the number one sword sect in the mainland, the foundation and accumulation of Qingshan Sect are really unimaginable.

Jing Jiu saw too much of this style, so he naturally would not feel any emotion. He picked a good-looking fruit and ate it, threw the remaining fruit to the monkeys in the woods behind the cave, and then lay on the bamboo chair again.

He took out the sword scripture from his arms and looked at it twice, then stopped looking.

It was similar to when he was in Nansongting. His spiritual sea was too deep and wide, and he wanted to completely convert the nutrients of the Taoist seed until it formed a sword fruit, except time.

Fortunately, the time will take much shorter this time, and if he wants to go to the peak to get the sword, he does not need to form sword pills.

He picked up a piece of white sand and wanted to put it on the porcelain plate, but found that his heart was a little uneasy today.

This was rare for him, so he took back the porcelain plate and the sand, closed his eyes and began to meditate and nourish his heart.

I don't know how long it took, but he opened his eyes again.

The sun has set and the stars are bright.

Ten years old standing in front of a bamboo chair.

It seems to be by the pond three years ago.

"Young Master."

Liu Shisui saluted him happily, thinking about the things that happened during the day, and explained: "Don't blame Senior Brother Gu, he is a good person, but he is a little strict."

When Jing Jiu heard this, he found a problem and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Senior Brother?"

Liu Shisui smiled embarrassedly and said, "It should be called Mr. Gu. He thinks I am okay, and said he will take me at the Chengjian Conference and allow me to call him a senior brother privately."

He was not proud or proud of these emotions, but was just very happy.

Jing Jiu smiled and said nothing.

Liu Shisui thought he was laughing at him, and her face was a little hot and she didn't know what to do, so she stood up and made a bed for Jing Jiu and tidyed up the things on the couch.

The natural Taoist species that Qingshan Sect attaches most importance to, and the genius disciple Liangwangfeng really wants to make a bed and fold a quilt for a disciple who has just entered the inner sect, and it is so natural.

If anyone sees this picture, they will inevitably be shocked and speechless.

What is even more surprising is that Jing Jiu had no intention of stopping him.

After making the bed and sweeping the open space in front of the cave, he began to tell Jing Jiu what he had done and who he met in the past year.

Jing Jiuan listened quietly, occasionally laughing, and occasionally replied.

He was not impatient, closed his eyes, and did not sleep, which was different from the time he was in the mountain village.

Liu Shisui was a little depressed because he was talking about it.

He actually wanted to know how Jing Jiu lived in Nansongting this year, and why did he suddenly become diligent? How could he be able to achieve the state of divine realm and get into the inner school?

Jing Jiu seemed to have no interest in talking about these things.

Is it because I haven't seen you for a year, so I feel a little strange?

Liu Shisui thought of a possibility and stood up excitedly and said to Jing Jiu: "Young Master, let me introduce you to Senior Brother Gu! With your talent and understanding, you will definitely be appreciated by him. Even if he refuses to promise to summon you to the peak at the Chengjian Conference, he will definitely be willing to take you to learn swords. Then we can practice together."

Jing Jiu didn't even think about it, shook his head and said, "No."

Liu Shisui was stunned and said, "Young Master, you may not know that Liangwang Peak is the most amazing place in our Daqing Mountains. The peaks are all young disciples, and there are no elders of the peak masters, but the teachers on each peak will choose a day to teach at Liangwang Peak. This means that as long as the disciples of Liangwang Peak are disciples, they can learn all the sword techniques of Jiufeng Peak..."

His voice became lighter and lighter until it didn't.

Because Jing Jiu still showed no interest.

Liu Shisui was a little disappointed.

Jing Jiu looked at the expression on his little face and explained a few words.

"I'm really not interested, because I don't like Liangwangfeng, well, and your Senior Brother Gu."

Liu Shisui was shocked. He never thought that someone would not like Liangwangfeng!

"The Liangwang Peak is the sword of Qingshan. The disciples on the peak are responsible for patrolling everywhere to prevent the infiltration of the Wu Lao Lin and the demons of the Netherworld. They also have to represent Da Qingshan to participate in the once-in-a-tenth annual plum meeting. It can be said that practicing is to fight continuously, and there are many bloody sacrifices every year, but no disciple has retreated. How could Qingshan disciples not like this place?"

He looked at Jing Jiu and persuaded seriously: "And Brother Gu, he is really a good person."

"How can you not like it? This sentence is wrong."

Jing Jiu said: "For example, your Senior Brother Gu, I don't care whether he is a good person or not. Even if he is a saint, I can't like it."

Liu Shisui was stunned, feeling that although this was unreasonable, she couldn't find any wrong.

"I can't tell you anyway."

Liu Shisui felt a little aggrieved because he really couldn't understand why Jing Jiu didn't like someone as good as Senior Brother Gu.

Is it because during the day, Brother Gu punished himself with the rules of the peak?

What about those two forget peaks?

The more Liu Shisui thought about it, the more he felt that there was only one possibility, and he remained silent.

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After leaving the cave by the cliff and walking along the mountain road for half a mile, Liu Shisui stepped on the sword and stood up.

He didn't want Jing Jiu to see this scene because he was worried that it would stimulate the other party.

The flying sword walked up the cliff wall and soon broke through several scattered clouds and came to the extremely high night sky.

The cold wind blew on his face. Liu Shisui didn't use Jian Yuan to protect his body, but he didn't feel cold, but instead felt a little hot.

Flying with swords is undoubtedly the most exciting thing for him now.

Looking at the clouds under the starry sky, looking at the Xijianxi below, and looking at the peaks not far away, he couldn't help but scream, then woke up and covered his mouth quickly and looked around.

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Jing Jiu looked up into the night sky.

The shout came from the extremely high night sky. No one of the inner disciples by the stream could hear it. To him, who had a much higher ear skills than his peers, it was clearly in his ears.

He could hear that it was the voice of ten years old, and he could even hear the excitement in the voice.

Liu Shisui's realm improved so quickly that he could fly with his sword in just one year. He was not surprised.

The advantages of the natural Taoist seed will be truly utilized after entering the inner sect.

Liangwangfeng started to make arrangements in advance, and wanted to get Liu Shisui at the Chengjian Conference, which was considered to be some of those guys.

But the smell of the two-won peaks now really makes him dislike it.

He touched the bracelet on his left wrist and thought, OK, he had never liked Liangwangfeng since the beginning, this is proof.

"Senior brother? Good man? What..."

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(There are two sentences in the previous chapters that are easy to cause misunderstandings and are considered bad things, such as transplanting rice and Jing Jiu entering the inner door. I think it is inappropriate, of course it is not appropriate for me. Although I did not think about these things when I wrote them, I deleted them directly and reported to you.)
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