Zenzi said to him: "If you want to face Taiping, you should not tease the Zhongzhou school, and you should not talk to the real person like a child."

Jing Jiu said: "If I were me, why can't it?"

The ancestor of Kirishima Nangui died, and Master Tailu was still locked in the depths of the Sword Prison. Looking at the Chaotian Continent, he was the highest in terms of age and status.

"You should be very clear that the Zhongzhou school has always been the Bai family. You know how strong the Bai family is, you know better than others."

Zenzi said, "You were beaten back by her grandmother. It is impossible for her to not guess your identity until now."

Jing Jiu said, "Hmm?"

Zenzi said, "If she knew your identity, why didn't she do anything? It's strange."

"Many things in the world are no different from playing chess. The childlike face is in a situation, setting up a game in advance, and tempting to enter the game, but I am different."

Jing Jiu said: "I am used to waiting for the other party to make a plan and then break the deadlock."

Zenzi said, "I will miss the first move."

Jing Jiu said: "But I can see the other party's thoughts and will not do useless work."

Zenzi glanced at him and said, "I understand what you mean, but I still think you are just lazy."

Jing Jiu said: "Maybe."

Zenzi said, "But have you ever thought about it? If Bai Zhenren kills you with one move, even if you see her thoughts, it will be meaningless."

The word "dea" here is real death, not death in the chess game.

Jing Jiu looked at a treasure ship hidden in the depths of the East China Sea and said, "Why do you think I am willing to go out for a walk now?"

This is naturally not because he became the head of Qingshan and no one dared to provoke him in Chaotian Continent, but because he is confident now and it is difficult to be killed.

Zenzi said: "In your current realm, besides that strange sword technique, what else can you protect yourself? Isn't it that you have broken through the sea realm and finally use the Seal of the Emperor of the Underworld? Don't forget that you promised the Emperor of the Underworld that one day you will return the Seal of the Emperor of the Underworld. What will Master of the Underworld treat you at that time? He is a student of Taiping."

Jing Jiu said, "Let's talk about it."

Zenzi suddenly said, "Zhen Ren Bai is going to see Jing Shu."

Jing Jiu was a little surprised and said, "I don't remember they met."

Zenzi said: "When you were in seclusion in Shangdefeng, they met in Dongye and have been keeping contact since then."

Since it was in seclusion at Shangde Peak rather than Shenmo Peak, it was at least more than 300 years ago.

"Six hundred years ago, the Xuanling Sect decided to follow Qingshan because of you. Jing Shu was your descendant of your family after all, but she only feared you and had no respect."

Zenzi said: "After all, before the First Emperor ascended the throne, blood flowed all over Chaoge City, and nine out of ten members of the royal family went there. Who is not afraid of those who have experienced that incident?"

Jing Jiu said, "What do you want to say?"

Zenzi said calmly: "The Chaotian Continent before the Meihui was about to be destroyed, but how many people were killed by the Snow Country beast tide? It was far less than those refugees, evil cultivators and even righteous sects. So the world is in chaos. If it is really a chaos, then Cao Yuan and I will definitely stand up."

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The same sunshine shines on the Dawn Lake, turning this blue lake among the mountains into a huge mirror.

Bai Zhenren stood at the top of the peak and looked at the beautiful scenery. I wonder if he remembered the Qingtianjian and remained silent for a long time.

There was a tense atmosphere on the banks of Dawn Lake and those small islands. The disciples of the Xuanling Sect looked pale and were extremely frightened.

Chen Xueshao sat in a wheelchair and looked quietly at the top of the peak.

As the leader of the Xuanling Sect, she must be here and so calm, even if she will die in the next moment.

Seser stood behind the wheelchair, looking up at the height with his little face raised, feeling full of vigilance and anxiety, and more of helplessness.

After the Guocheng Temple Conference, Bai Zhenren did not follow the Yunchuan to return to Yunmeng Mountain, but came to the Xuanling Sect and went to the cemetery at the top of the peak.

The old lady was buried in that cemetery.

No one knows what she is doing. It would be fine if she just worships her, but if she wants to vent her anger for the old lady because of the past, what should the Xuanling Sect do? What does the strongest man in Chaotian Continent want to do in the Mahayana period want to do? Who can stop her?

You should know that there is only one green mountain in the world.

Bai Zhenren looked at Lake Dawn quietly, and he didn't retract his gaze until the sky changed and the lake water turned red.

She walked to a stone tomb, looked at the words on the monument, and said calmly: "Maybe you didn't expect that when you died, he was the uncle you were afraid of for the rest of your life."

The tombstone describes the life of the old lady, such as how she married from Jingzong, and later led the Xuanling Sect to form an alliance with Qingshan Sect and did many amazing things in the world of cultivation, but the previous things of Jingzong were not written, and the old lady was still the old lady De, not the name Jingshu.

Bai Zhenren said: "Now that your fear is indeed reasonable. When it comes to conspiracy and tricks, no one is the opponent of the brothers."

She didn't know that the West Sea Sword God had similar feelings.

"I don't care about the affairs of the underworld. This time I'm still just a test, and then I've confirmed that my idea is correct."

She said calmly: "Since he is good at playing chess, I shouldn't make a move. If I don't make a move, how can he calculate what I'm thinking?"

The Dawn Lake, illuminated by the sunset, gradually winds. It follows the foothills of the mountain and comes to the cemetery, whisking white banners and making noises.

"What's more interesting is that if we don't make a move, the brothers will start to kill each other because they will always fear each other."

Bai Zhenren looked at the tombstone and said, "Yes, it's that simple. If we don't do anything, they will kill themselves."

The sunset shines on the tombstone, and the words deeply engraved in the stone cannot be answered.

"You have cut off your daughter-in-law's legs. By that day, I will cut off her arms myself, then put them in the jar, and place them at your grave to accompany you."

The sunset gradually lowered, the twilight became thicker, and the lake of dawn became redder, and it looked like a pot of blood.

The cemetery was silent, only the mountain breeze was blowing tirelessly, blowing away the voice of Bai Zhenren.

There is too much information hidden in the words she said, and no matter who is heard, it will cause an uproar.

In fact, there is always a second person in the cemetery.

Bai Zao's body was pulled out by the setting sun, making him look even weaker.

She heard all those words. To be precise, this was what Bai Zhenren brought her here.

“Are your judgment correct?”

When she said the four words of your judgment, her voice was still slightly trembling.

When she reached the next five words, she had already replied to peace.

But... the pale face cannot be dyed red by the sunset.

"It is natural to love that person, fear of loneliness, yearn for perfection, long for spiritual reflection and distant goals."

Bai Zhenren looked at his daughter and said, "But what the monks pursue is ascension, and they must transcend all nature."

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The Zenzi left the shore of the East China Sea, but the words remained in the sound of the waves.

After a while, Jing Jiu woke up and realized that this was a warning, he couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous.

The children of back then actually regard themselves as the leader of the righteous path?

Warn me? It's so funny than Zhuo Rusui.

The sound of waves roared, as if they were agreeing with his words.

Jing Jiu walked back to the gate of Tongpaijing, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to meditate, while waiting for the baby face to come out.

Time passes slowly, the sun gradually tilts, the twilight is getting deeper, and there is still no movement.

He opened his eyes and looked at the dark well, making sure that the baby face would not appear. After a while, he was silent and put a mosquito down.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared on the sea, getting bigger and bigger.

The green mountain sword boat breaks through the sunset.

Several sword lights illuminated the slightly dark world, and Zhao Layue and others landed on the beach.

In the early morning, a treasure ship from Penglai Island passed by in the depths of the East China Sea, which was the one he had seen before.

Zhao Layue and others took the sword boat to chase him and asked some things. Because the questions were complicated, they took some time.

"Penglai Island has not yet been lifted from its island closure."

Gu Qing reported: "The Treasure Ship King was extremely furious and strictly prohibited practitioners from the mainland from landing on the island. As for the Qingshan disciples... they are not allowed to get within three thousand miles."

After saying this, he was a little embarrassed. Zhao Layue looked back at the sea, as if he didn't know what was going on. Zhuo Rusui drooped his eyes, as if he was really asleep.

This statement similar to the Three Thousand Miles Forbidden is naturally impossible to fully realize, it is just the self-comfort of the Treasure Ship King.

If Aoyama Sect forced himself to go, I believe he would have no choice, otherwise why would he be stolen from two ships in a row?

Jing Jiu said, "Let Jianzhou go back first, you can go with me to a place."

The green mountain sword boat broke through the sunset and drove towards the west, and soon disappeared on the other side of the valley.

The Shuiyue Temple in that valley is still as quiet as the peach blossoms are still blooming, and under the twilight, they are like blood spots.

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To be continued...