No one came to ask Jing Jiu, and the strong man from Shangdefeng did not suddenly appear and take him to Youleng Sword Prison.

It was obvious that Liu Shisui didn't tell anyone that he was not in the cave that night.

He learned from Junior Sister Yushan that in recent years, Liu Shisui's practice has become more and more diligent than in the previous three years. Moreover, the young man has become more taciturn, not knowing what he is thinking every day, but only knowing that his realm is improving at an unimaginable speed.

Jing Jiu roughly understood where Liu Shisui's hard practice and silence came from, and he could only be silent about this.

Other sword-washing disciples are also practicing hard. They can see many figures on the sword peak every day, and some can already walk to the periphery of the clouds.

In the following days, disciples successfully took swords from Jian Peak. From time to time, you could hear happy laughter, strange screams and crying sounds by the Jian Xixi River.

The disciples naturally cherish the fairy sword that can only be obtained with such hard work. It is not enough to describe it. Whether in class or meals, they will carry the sword with them, carefully imitate the appearance of their seniors, tie them with the softest ribbons, and carry them behind their backs.

As for which ribbon should be used and which knotting method is the best to look at, the pressure on the sword body is the least, which naturally becomes the main topic of chatting in the Xijian Pavilion.

Some disciples even hold their swords in their arms even when they go to the toilet and sleep.

In this situation, it was not until Master Meili of Qingrongfeng got angry that he calmed down a little.

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Jing Jiu had never left the cave, and these things were told by Junior Sister Yushan and the young man surnamed Yuan from Lelang County.

For him, these are little episodes that don't need to bet too much attention.

That night, when I met Zhao Layue at the top of the peak, the killing of the Bihu Peak master was just an episode for him.

When he thought that Zhao l'yue was smart enough, he should know that two people who had secrets should keep a distance, so this matter should end here.

He didn't expect that there was a deviation in his deduction.

So he became famous again, even more famous than before.

A news spread across the banks of Xijian Creek.

People who heard this news were extremely shocked.

There was noisy in the Xijian Pavilion and people were talking about it.

Xue Yongge screamed strangely and shouted: "How is this possible!"

Then he felt a little strange, as if he had a completely identical reaction when he was in Nansongting.

This news even alarmed the teaching immortal masters in Xijian Pavilion such as Meili.

The uncle of Qingrongfeng and Lin Wuzhi both had deep expectations for Jing Jiu, but he did not expect that he would become famous so soon.

At the stone wall at the end of the stream, the fat man Ma Hua handed the cotton towel to Liu Shisui, who was soaked all over. He looked at him and said with a smile: "Do you know? Your young master is famous again."

Liu Shisui's hand wiping her face froze slightly. After a moment of silence, she raised her head and asked nervously: "What's wrong?"

"Zhao ended his practice at Jian Peak and returned to Xijianxi."

Ma Hua said with emotion: "It seems that she has actually completed the sword intent body."

Liu Shisui was stunned.

Zhao Layue is the idol of all ordinary disciples and his idol. He has never seen this legendary senior sister.

It is of course a big deal for the senior sister to end her practice at Jian Peak, but what does this have to do with... the young master?

"The problem is that after Zhao twilight went down to the peak of the twelfth month, he did not go to Xijian Pavilion to pay homage to the commander, and did not return to his own cave, but went to Jingjiu's cave."

Ma Hua looked at somewhere downstream of the river and said with emotion: "She is now talking with Jing Jiu..."

Liu Shisui breathed a sigh of relief and silently thought that the young master was extraordinary. Only a genius like Senior Sister in the Twelfth Month could he be willing to say a few more words.

Thinking that on weekdays, Jing Jiu always talks very little when he is with him, he suddenly feels a little inferior.

MCA withdrew his gaze, looked at him, and said, "Don't you want to go and have a look?"

Liu Shisui shook her head, spread the cotton towel on the stone to wait for it to be dried by the sun, walked back to the stream, and continued to concentrate on practicing swords.

Looking at the thin figure on the stream, Ma Hua narrowed his eyes slightly.

He didn't know what was going on with this little guy.

These days, Liu Shisui has become more silent and harder. It seems that she has finally found some goal, and it seems that she is under some pressure.

Liangwangfeng's swordsmanship lies in persistence and perseverance. Liu Shisui's performance should be a good thing, but he always feels something is wrong.

Walking back to the natural pavilion surrounded by several green trees, he looked at Gu Han and asked, "Do you still insist on thinking that Jing Jiu is a waste?"

Gu Han said expressionlessly: "Those who can't take up the sword are all useless people, even if he is a genius in the eyes of the world."

Ma Hua understood what he meant and stopped talking.

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The class on the banks of the Xijian River was over, and dozens of disciples rushed out of the Xijian Pavilion and came to the banks of the stream.

Some of them washed their swords in the stream, some washed their fruits in the stream, and some gathered together to chat casually.

In fact, all of them were looking at the cliffs across the stream.

There is a stone pavement between the cliffs, and behind it is a cave, which is no different from other caves on the cliffs.

At this time, there were two figures vaguely in front of the cave.

"Is it really Senior Sister Zhao?"

"Did you read it wrong?"

"The inner door that Yu Kun and his senior sister entered together, and had been together in Xijian Pavilion for dozens of days. How could he read it wrong?"

"Senior Sister Zhao has really gone down the mountain? Then why is she there?"

"Look! She is really talking to Jing Jiu!"

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The disciples by the stream whispered, excited and nervous.

To them, Zhao Layue is the most respectable senior sister and a fairy who is inaccessible.

Everyone knows that Senior Sister Zhao is indifferent and taciturn, treats everyone the same, and feels very distant. Even the two Wangfeng Peaks that are determined to recruit her are unwilling to get close to her. So why did she come to see Jing Jiu just after she finished her hard practice on Jian Peak?

The most important thing is that she is really talking to Jing Jiu.

Is there anything amazing about Jing Jiuzhen?

A few days ago, he had already shocked many people when he entered the sword peak directly, but he was unable to successfully get the sword directly, which was nothing.

"I have never seen Brother Jing do anything in the past two years, but every time a critical moment, there will always be amazing actions, which are really hidden."

A young man surnamed Yuan from Lelang County said enviously as he looked at the scene on the other side.

Who doesn’t envy Jing Jiu at this moment?

"Is the eldest sister a casual person?"

A disciple said with dissatisfaction on his face.

Everyone asked what they meant.

The disciple raised his hand and gestured on his face.

Everyone understood what he meant and started to laugh and scold.

"I understand!" Xue Yongge suddenly waved his arms beside him and said angrily: "Jing Jiu must have practiced secretly every night, come to sleep during the day, deliberately pretending to be calm, otherwise how could he walk into Jianfeng Clouds and get to know his senior sister? I have seen so many people like this in the state school! It's really hypocritical!"

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In the eyes of his fellow disciples on the other side of the stream, Jing Jiu is the most enviable object, but he is still the same as usual and doesn't talk much.

He even lay on the bamboo chair. If it weren't for the monkey behind the cliff who brought two big stones, he really didn't know where Zhao roshiyue should be.

"Has the injury been healed?"

"Um."

"Is the sword intent body tempering over?"

"Um."

Jing Jiu said few words, and Zhao Layue didn't say much.

He felt very good about this.

Liu Shisui is also very good, but sometimes he is nagging.

He didn't have much experience in chatting. He thought the conversation ended here, so he looked at the porcelain plate again, holding a grain of sand in his hand, thinking about where to put it.

Zhao Layue did not speak, closed her eyes, and began to meditate in the sun, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The injury that night had basically healed, and the pill that Jing Jiu gave her was very effective. However, after staying at Jian Peak for more than a year, the sword intent was greatly tempered. With it, her body suffered a lot of damage. There were many extremely fine holes in her meridians, and the spiritual level of the sword pill was also affected. These all require time to slowly repair them.
To be continued...