Yingxian Valley is quiet.

People looked at Jing Jiu and the green curtain sedan chair with shock and puzzled expressions on their faces, thinking that this matter was ridiculous.

Nan Wangwei asked everyone present what he wanted to ask: "What are you making a fuss? How can Qingshan disciples represent the other party to fight?"

"It can't represent Qingshan, I can only use other methods."

Jing Jiu's tone was very calm, just a narration, without any other emotions.

But his meaning was very clear, and he must attend the conference.

Nan Wang was furious and shouted: "Are you going to leave Qingshan and become a nun in Shuiyue Temple!"

Everyone looked at Jing Jiu and waited for his answer.

For practitioners, sect ownership is the most important thing, and Jing Jiu’s approach is really incredible.

What's even more incredible is that Shuiyue'an actually agreed.

"The rules of the Ask the Dao Conference are not prohibited, so I can fight on behalf of any sect without leaving Qingshan."

Jing Jiu's expression was still calm, so of course, as if what he said had nothing to do with the word absurdity.

Several female disciples of the Xuanling Sect opened their eyes wide, showed an incredible expression, and said, "I didn't expect that Young Master Jing Jiu was... it was..."

"He is such a shameless person."

Seser said angrily: "I haven't done what I promised me, it's been so many years!"

Nan Wang is the person who is most angry and disappointed because she thinks more.

Jing Jiu actually wanted to fight on behalf of the other party, and Shuiyue'an accepted it... You should know that Jing Jiu is a disciple of Jingyang. Is this what Sanyue means?

She could not allow such a thing to happen, and her sleeves moved slightly, so she was about to knock Jing Jiu out and take him away directly.

Fang Jingtian looked around and found that many sects who were not in harmony with Qingshan were looking at the fun on their faces. Yue Qianmen of Zhongzhou Sect seemed to be even more smiling, with a slightly dark face and said, "I will discuss this matter later."

After saying this, he walked towards the mountain residence hidden in the peak.

When he thought that Qingshan's disciples would naturally leave with him, only Jing Jiu would be left.

Unexpectedly, Yao Songshan, Lei Yijing and the two Wangfeng disciples walked towards Jing Jiu, and held a very respectful manner to pay tribute to the junior uncle, and then left.

Noting this, Fang Jingtian's eyes became colder.

Gu Qing naturally didn't leave and stood behind Jing Jiu.

Everyone in Shuiyue'an also left.

The little girl who was originally going to attend the Dao Conference glared at Jing Jiu, thinking that she would ask the Grand Master to take back Cheng's life after she went back.

Jing Jiu took Gu Qing to the mountain and followed everyone in Qingshan from afar.

Even if he wanted to fight on behalf of Shuiyue'an, he still had to live in the Qingshan Sect, and he was not ready to really rebel and leave the sect.

A girl walked out with a few cute little freckles on her face and bowed to Jing Jiukuankuan.

Jingzong Qu Niang, the first in the Meihui chess game for three consecutive years.

She thought that Tongyan and Jing Jiu were her husbands on the chess road. When they met today, they naturally had to come to pay tribute.

Jing Jiu nodded slightly and walked past her.

Then several disciples of Daze and Xuanling Sect came out to salute, all of whom were rescued from the snow field in the past.

Lu Jin, Wu Mingzhong, Yin Qingmo, these three team members who once participated in the Taoist war with him, also came today and all came forward to salute.

Seser chased after him like a little bird, and said with some admiration and mocking, "You can, you are so familiar with Shuiyue'an."

Jing Jiu said: "What's the matter with me?"

Seser thought to himself what you promised me? Suddenly, he saw a white shadow flashing in the distance, and said with a smile: "Your man is here, I'll find time to find you to talk about it."

Jing Jiu understood that what she was going to do seemed to be troublesome and it was inconvenient to explain in detail on such occasions.

Gu Qing suddenly said, "Master, I'm waiting for you in front of you."

Jing Jiu looked at the still weak figure of the woman in Qingpin in front of him and nodded.

The twilight leaked from the green pine umbrella cover and turned into countless threads, falling on the two of them.

White clothes fluttering.

The white skirt flutters.

What a perfect match.

Seeing this scene, the practitioners in Yingxian Valley felt this feeling in their hearts.

Those practitioners who participated in the Snowfield War that year even remembered the scenes of that year.

The practitioners gradually dispersed, leaving the green pine and quiet on the cliff to the two.

This is Yunmeng Mountain, and no one wants Fairy Bai Zao to dislike it.

"Are you okay with me, senior?"

Bai Zao looked at him and asked curiously.

If the senior brother Tongyan guessed that winter was really the senior whom he had been defeated by the Sword God in the West Sea and was saved by Jing Jiu?

Before Jing Jiu could speak, she continued, "You have been with her for the past three years? Have you become her disciple before Shuiyue'an will agree to your behalf to fight?"

She had many questions, but she explained it herself during the process of talking.

This inference makes sense and best suited her wishes.

Jing Jiu didn't expect that she actually guessed that the man in Xihai was her. He was a little surprised and said, "She is not bad."

Bai Zao looked at the iron sword he was carrying and said in surprise: "When I was in Chaoge City, I felt that your realm had been broken. I thought the roller blind man had read it wrong."

Jing Jiu said: "I thought someone would come to cause trouble, and I hid some strength."

His tone was very calm, but Bai Zao felt very sweet when he listened, because it represented trust.

And if it were before, he would have been too lazy to explain. She felt that his attitude towards him had really changed a lot.

"Then do you really want to fight on behalf of Shuiyue'an?"

Bai Zao said worriedly: "The commander of Qingshan is afraid that he will not agree and will be very angry."

Jing Jiu said: "I have no division commander in Qingshan."

Bai Zao then remembered that he was the disciple of Jingyang Zhenren. Now there was no one in Qingshan who was his teacher. Suddenly, he thought of something again. He was a little scared and patted his chest and said, "Fortunately, we are not a fellow disciple, otherwise I would call you uncle?"

Jing Jiu thought that he should be the uncle of the master.

Bai Zao said seriously: "I don't know the specific situation of this meeting, I only know that it may be related to Yunmeng Fantasy Realm. I'll tell you clearly after I'll find out."

Jing Jiu said: "Okay."

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...

The residence arranged by the Zhongzhou School for Qingshan is located in the deepest part of Yingxian Valley, where there are more than ten wooden houses scattered in front of the cliff.

Those wooden houses are made of precious hardwood, called the House of Molting.

The reason why there is such a scary name is that the hardwood surfaces are manually cut out countless marks with a knife, forming extremely beautiful and strange dense patterns. They look like the skin of a dragon snake, and the feel is very comfortable, and it is the same when sitting and lying down.

Gu Qing took Jing Jiu into a wooden house.

Outside the railing behind the wooden house is a cliff, with clouds and mist below, which is quite fairy-like.

Jing Jiu glanced at him.

Gu Qing summoned the flying sword and fell silently in the air around him. Countless sword lights woven into a dense net like silk, and then gradually disappeared.

This is a move in Chengtian Sword Technique, which can be used to isolate the spiritual sense and peek into it like some formations.

Jing Jiu was quite satisfied with his improvement in his realm and gave a few tips.

"Chengtian Sword Technique is a simulation and reconstruction of formations, but it is a sword Technique after all. You should not use it too conservatively and lose your spiritual energy."

Gu Qing listened carefully and said, "Senior Brother Zhuo's mastery of Chengtian Sword Technique is above me, and he also used the true swords of at least four peaks that day."

Jing Jiu said: "So what? Can he win the twelfth lunar month?"

Gu Qing was very distressed and thought that he really lost when he looked at the master's aunt at that time. How do I answer your question?

He said seriously: "Senior Brother Zhuo is really strong."

Jing Jiu took off the iron sword and handed it to him, sat on the floor in front of the railing, looked at Yunwu outside the cliff and said, "No matter how strong he is, he can't be better than the twelfth lunar month."

Gu Qing held the iron sword and thought to himself how to continue this conversation?

He suddenly thought of something and said, "I remember that before the sword test that day, Master Aunt once said something to Junior Brother Yuan."

"What's the matter?"

"At that time, Junior Brother Yuan was a little frustrated because of Wang Xiaoming's affairs. Wang Xiaoming was the leader of Xuanyin Sect. You were..."

"Don't mention unimportant things."

Gu Qing thought to himself that was the person you decided to kill back then, and it took several years for the person who rolled the curtain to find out, so why is it not important?

"What my aunt told my junior at that time was that most of the evil powers were faked by external objects. If she did not suppress the Fox Sword now, she could fight to break the sea..."
To be continued...