The head of Qingshan was in charge, and the Zhongzhou sect had some ideas. Even if the Kunlun sect and other sects questioned the results of the Dao Assessment Conference, the ending could no longer be changed.

Whether you are competing for the tripod or seizing the tripod, the immortal talisman finally has its own ownership, and the 30,000-year ceremony of Zhongzhou School is coming to an end.

That night Bai Zao went to the molting house to see Jing Jiu. He wanted to tell him something, but he didn't see anyone, which made her a little uneasy.

When she left silently, He Zhan had already left Yunmeng Mountain. After discovering it, Seser chased him for five hundred miles, but still couldn't catch him back.

Xi Yiyun also said goodbye to Zhongzhou Sect, left overnight, and went back to Yimaozhai to sort out the book.

There are many people who left early, all of whom were asked the Taoist who had entered the illusion of the Qingtianjian. The world of the world drifted in front of you for decades like smoke and clouds, but who can really forget it all forever? They need time to stabilize their minds again, and then get what they really need from those insights of the world. Three years later, they may meet again in Yunmeng Mountain, or they may not meet again in this life, just to see if they can finally see through this level.

The next morning, the Qingshan disciples, led by Fang Jingtian and Nanwang, said goodbye to the fellow Taoists of Zhongzhou Sect, and then left in a sword boat.

Bai Zao did not see Jing Jiu's figure and was faintly uneasy. Hearing Fang Jingtian's explanation, the cultivators present realized that Jing Jiu had left early with the Qingshan leader, and couldn't help but talk, thinking that this was not like the winner of the Dao Conference, but more like he was about to run away with the immortal talisman. Even if Qingshan Sect wanted to save face for the Zhongzhou Sect, it would not be so low-key.

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Under the morning light, a white cloud floated out of Yunmeng Mountain, just like a lotus floating in the clear water towards the distance.

It is still in the range of the Yunmeng Array, which may be to show respect for the Zhongzhou Sect. The cloud did not float very quickly, and it could be seen clearly. It was not a real cloud condensed from fog, but a sword cloud woven by countless extremely powerful sword intents.

Liu Ci and Jing Jiu stood in front and behind the clouds, maintaining the same posture, carrying their hands behind their backs, looking straight ahead, and their figure was set against the rising sun in the distance, like a real immortal.

The Chengtian Sword was inserted between the stele of Tianguang Peak, and it would not be a real big thing. When Liu Ci captured the Western Prince Sun alive in the battle of Yuntai, he brought the Chengtian Sword with him, but this time he did not bring it. Because of Jing Jiu, he could only control the sword clouds and return to the mountain, so the speed was naturally slower.

Jing Jiu's iron sword is much faster than Jianyun, but Liu Ci despised that the sword was too dirty.

There is nothing to do with you, just leave Yunmeng Mountain, and the sword clouds float like this, and they occasionally say a few not-so-important gossips.

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"The West Sea Sword Sect has declined, and the old ghost of Kirishima will not come out. You should learn from your master about conspiracy and tricks."

"What did that person in the snow field give birth to? If you don't know, then who knows? I don't know where the master is hiding."

"With his personality, it's impossible to hide it all the time, just wait."

"Since this is the bureau in Zhongzhou, why should Qilin follow us?"

"I think it's because I'm unwilling to accept the snatch of the Immortal Talisman, but it's a good thing after all."

"He is unwilling to let Canglong be killed by you and wants to kill you to take revenge."

A very faint breath came from the sky dyed red by the morning glow.

The aura was ancient and sacred, extremely majestic, and obviously wanted to cover it up, but there was no way to hide it from the two of them.

They didn't even look at it, and they knew who the visitor was.

Of course, Liu Ci knew that the figure that escaped from the Demon Suppression Prison was Jing Jiu.

He could naturally count that the so-called Qingshan Elder who rescued the winter in the West Sea was also Jing Jiu.

He knew very well how powerful the sword came from Jianxi was. He was seriously injured during the winter, so Jing Jiu would definitely seize the immortal talisman.

So he asked Liu Shisui to join the door as a disciple of the Wurong Sect, and then went to Yunmeng Mountain to take charge.

Qingshan Sect practices swords, and emphasizes that everything is just a flash of thoughts, and pursues one blow and will die. Before taking action, you must do everything.

It is difficult to figure out everything in the world, but it is easier to figure out what your classmates are thinking, so there is never much need to say about the cooperation between Qingshan.

Zhao Layue had no contact with Liu Shishui back then, so she was able to kill Luo Huainan in one fell swoop with her childhood face. This is also the case.

"Canglong was killed by Emperor Dark, and it has nothing to do with me."

Jing Jiu explained.

This is a rare thing for him.

He went to the Demon Suppression Prison to meet the Emperor of the Underworld, and then caused such a big disturbance, which may indeed cause a lot of trouble to the Qingshan Sect.

Liu Ci has a lower generation, but he is the leader after all.

Of course, this explanation is more like an explanation.

Liu Ci sighed and said, "Then you have to believe Qilin."

Jing Jiu said: "If I don't come to Yunmeng Mountain in the future, what can it do if it doesn't believe it?"

The sword clouds have floated out of Yunmeng Mountain and come to the sky above Yu County.

The aura of the Qilin stopped at the edge of the Yunmeng Array and did not continue to follow.

It also follows Liu Ci, and will be regarded as disrespectful to Aoyama Sect or threatening.

If Qingshan Sect hides a guard in the mountains below and suddenly counterattacks, it will inevitably suffer a great loss.

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Qilin wanted to kill Jing Jiu, but he would definitely be unwilling to give up and leaked the news that he got the immortal talisman. In fact, this news cannot be hidden for a long time. I believe there may be some storm on the way back to Qingshan.

Jing Jiu was naturally not afraid. He walked with Liu Ci, and was much higher than taking the white ghost. He could go to the world except in the depths of the snowfield.

He just thought that it would be a little troublesome when he took the turn to pass it. He stretched out his index finger with his right hand and poked a small hole in the invisible sword intent tied on his left fist.

A very faint immortal spirit overflowed from the tiny hole and then sprinkled onto the earth from the sky.

Yu County is surrounded by mountains, with steep peaks, deep forests, and countless slits of earth veins, hiding many monsters, masters of the evil sect, and even some great monsters left in ancient times.

These monsters are naturally far from being as powerful as the Kirin, but they are also very terrifying when there are too many.

The immortal spirit is like rain and dew, and a lot of movement is generated in the mountains. At least hundreds of powerful auras are gradually arisen. The monsters and evil cultivators look towards the sky, drooling. Even though they know that the sword cloud in the sky must be extraordinary, they still can't help but feel strong desire and greed.

Liu Ci knew that Qilin was looking here behind, and reached out to seal Jing Jiu's left hand again, then stepped on the sword cloud and looked down at the ground from a high point.

His gaze swept across the mountains like a real giant sword, bringing out extremely powerful pressure, and then he said no.

The sound was very cold, ruthless, and contemptuous. It dragged a little longer. Finally, it turned a corner, expressing the meaning of "I'm going to die with such disdain and dying" very clearly.

The strongest people in Chaotian Continent are here, so the demons dare not stay there. They knelt down to express their surrender and did not dare to be enemies. Some of the monsters sneaked into the ground as fast as possible and escaped through the hidden vein, for fear of being killed by a sword.

The sword clouds gathered again and hid their figures in the sky.

Jing Jiu thought of Zhuo Rusui's lazy look on the cliff wall and felt a little sorry, and said, "Your disciple is good, but he is becoming more and more like you."

Liu Ci said calmly: "What's the problem with my disciple Mr. Xiao?"

Jing Jiu said: "You will only take action if you are used to everything being complete. Just like back then, this is not possible. It is like the way of Zhongzhou, which is too sticky."

This evaluation is very direct, especially for Zhongzhou Road, which is unacceptable to people in Qingshanzhong.

Liu Ci shouted unhappily: "Are you here to be the head?"

Jing Jiu said without hesitation: "No."

Liu Ci said, "Then don't talk so much."

The sky became quiet.

The roars of geese came from afar.

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After walking through Yu County, then through Huayang, and crossing the mud-like turbid water in Nanhezhou, the green mountains are in front of you.

The earth suddenly raised and countless peaks were born. There was fog flowing from among the peaks. When it came to the mountain, it became clouds, flooding the entire town.

Looking from the sky, the clouds and mists are like countless white ribbons, waving between the green peaks, which looks very beautiful.

After Bai Zao practiced Taoism again, a white ribbon hung between his arms. When he flew around, he looked like a terrifying geese, like a real fairy.

The little princess of Qin seemed to be dressed like this.

Jing Jiu suddenly remembered that there seemed to be some hot pot in the fantasy, but he didn't know what it tasted and said, "I want to go down to eat hot pot."

Liu Ci raised her eyebrows speechlessly, thinking that you were holding the fairy tale in your hand, and the green mountains were right in front of you, but in the end you were not in a hurry to go back, but you wanted to eat hot pot instead?

There are several restaurants in Yunji Town, but there are not many restaurants selling hot pot, so Jing Jiu took Liu Ci to the original one.

The owner of the restaurant has died of illness, and now he is taking over the third son. The furnishings in the restaurant are already very old, so he has become known as a time-honored brand.

The difference between a practitioner and a mortal is that it makes people desperate and sad as time passes.

The duck-dry pot was placed on the table, and a few simple plates of green vegetables and radishes were placed next to it. The boss took the golden leaves and walked downstairs.

He thought about the past that his father told many times, and after breathing heavily, he slowly recovered and waved his hand to signal the shopkeeper to close the door and stop picking up customers.

It turns out that Master Qingshan really likes to eat his own hot pot.

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The red soup is still rolling, and the white soup is almost dry.

Jing Jiu did not move his chopsticks, and Liu Ci did not think it was different. This was the case when he ate hot pot in Shangdefeng many years ago. As his cultivation became deeper, the hot pot that Jing Jiu ate became lighter and lighter until he stopped eating it. Only in winter did Yuan Qijing use fresh ingredients from Lelang County to make the side stove, and he occasionally used two chopsticks.
To be continued...