The colder became deeper, the fog became thicker, and occasionally snow rose, and people kept coming.

More and more practitioners came to Yunji Town. They either knelt outside the fog and kept kowtowing to worship under the door of Jingyang Zhenren, or stood in the distance and looked at the fog expressionlessly. They occasionally showed a greedy expression in their eyes, or cursed at the thick fog, shouting to avenge Jingyang Zhenren. Apart from the sword demon, no one dared to rush over. One scene of absurd or ridiculous plots continued to be staged outside Yunji Town, updated daily.

The Qingshan Sect seemed to have no idea about these things that happened in Yunji Town and ignored them at all.

As time went by, the practitioners confirmed Qingshan's attitude, no longer nervous, and walked casually in Yunji Town, which seemed extremely noisy, and even harassed ordinary residents several times. This situation did not improve until one day.

A crazy student from Tianqing Sect, who claimed to be extraordinary talent, was the future of the right way. He often shouted unpleasant words outside the fog, such as monsters, such as a thunderous striking death. The thick fog was still quiet and ignored him, so he became more presumptuous and even broke into a restaurant in Yunji Town.

In the restaurant, after drinking a few jars of wine, the crazy student had to do something even more excessive.

At this moment, clouds rolled in the sky, fog on the street suddenly dissipated, and a blood-colored thunder fell from the sky!

The blood-colored thunder accurately and magically passed through the roof of the restaurant and landed on the man who was a Tianqing Sect in the private room.

The Crazy Sheng of Tianqing Sect had no time to resist, and was knocked into a slap by the blood-colored thunder!

To be precise, it was not that broken, he was just bombarded into more than a dozen pieces of burnt meat.

The cuts of those pieces of meat were very smooth, without any blood spilling out, and they were obviously cut out by the flying sword.

In the world of cultivation, this blood-colored flying sword is very famous.

Even though he died nine times, he did not regret it, so he was called Fu Si.

That was the sword that Jingyang Zhenren used to be, and now it is Zhao Layue, the master of the last peak of the Qingshan Sect.

The Tianqing Sect's crazy student naturally became honest, and the other practitioners in Yunji Town also became honest. They were pretentious and speechless, and those who kowtowed were even more sincere, especially those who shouted to kill monsters slipped out quietly.

Yunji Town has restored peace, and the residents continue to live normally. The shop selling steamed cakes and buns has reopened, and they even dared to say a few words to those practitioners.

The restaurant also reopened. The smell of hot pot drifted far away with the fog, attracting many idle practitioners to come. The private room on the street on the second floor has never been opened. No matter how high the practitioners pay, it is useless. As for the threats and intimidation... no one has forgotten that the crazy student of Tianqing Sect, who was bombarded by bloody thunder, died in this restaurant.

"Why hasn't anyone ever heard of that sword? Isn't the Qingshan First Sword Chengtian Sword?"

"During the Battle of the West Sea, many people knew that Chengtian was not a sword, but a sword sheath, which is said to be used to hold the sword of all things."

"That sword of all things is really a Tianbao?"

"Then there is still a falsehood? If it weren't for the true spirit of Tianbao, how could he have taken away the soul of Jingyang's true man and reincarnated as a human being?"

"Please be careful when this fellow Taoist speaks. It is not that all things snatch the soul of Jingyang's true man with one sword, but that the real man uses his great magical power to reincarnate with his sword."

Some of the practitioners in the restaurant come from the beginning, and some of the geniuses recently came. The discussions will eventually turn into disputes until they are angry, and the process is repeated constantly.

Now the world of cultivation is basically sure that Jing Jiu is the sword demon, because there is too much relevant evidence, and he never dared to take out the Chengtian Sword to prove it. Most of these cultivators who came to Yunji Town believe that the person in Wuli was the reincarnation of Jingyang, or that was their wish.

Taiping Zhenren once asked Apiao to say who you are. This is not an obvious truth.

But to say who is the highest level of cultivation, this is the truth that does not need to be explained separately.

Jingyang Zhenren is the first person in Chaotian Continent in a thousand years.

Even if his final ascension may fail, he is still the first person in a thousand years.

This is a common theory in the world of practice for hundreds of years.

At that time, Jingyang's fake cave house attracted so many practitioners to take risks to inquire. However, this fog may be the true body of Jingyang. Who doesn't want to come and see it? Even if you don't have the chance to pay homage, you may be seen by people in the fog. Being so close to absorb the same spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it is a great blessing.

Nothing can stop the practitioner from yearning for the great way.

Jingyang Zhenren is the great way.

"Dear fellow Taoists, let's sit down, I'll go back to Jingyuan first."

A monk from Dongyidao put down his chopsticks, clasped his hands to the practitioners around the restaurant, and walked out.

It has been a long time since the Qingshan Ceremony. Qingshan Sect ignored these practitioners in Yunji Town at all. There was no movement in the fog, but the practitioners had no intention of leaving. This monk Dongyi would wait outside the thick fog every day except when he was eating, without any impatience.

There are many practitioners like him, and they all think that Jingyang Zhenren should be testing his will.

Looking at the back of the monk walking outside the town, a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar said slightly, "I come to eat meat and drink every day... I heard that they can't help but marry. I really don't know how the masters of Guocheng Temple can stand these evil monks and have not expelled them from Zen early."

The rest of the practitioners just smiled and did not respond, while some stood up and chased the monk.

The middle-aged scholar was stunned, with a self-deprecating smile on his face and said, "Whether it is, sincerity will make you feel good, I will wait a hundred days before talking."

After saying this, he put down a golden leaf and strode out of the restaurant.

The other practitioners looked at each other and smiled, put down their golden leaves, and said that they would go together, and they just went there.

The restaurant shopkeeper walked out from behind, picked up gold leaves one by one on the table, put them in their bags casually, then picked up the soup pot and added some white soup to the last table of guests, said a few gossips, and walked back behind, with a calm expression, unconscious that the money collected today could be worth the year's gains in a big restaurant in Chaoge City.

"This shopkeeper is an ordinary person, but it is obviously not ordinary. It seems that this restaurant is not an ordinary place."

The last table of guests was to the master and apprentice. The older one looked calm, Zhou Yunmu, the elder of Xuantian Sect, and the younger one was the current Xuantian Sect leader Lu Jin.

"I once heard a rumor that Senior Zhao Layue liked to eat hot pot very much." Lu Jin said: "I also found out that name before. It is said that there is a huge house in the fog. Everyone thought that this should be considered a different garden from Jingyang, so they gave it the name Jingyuan."

Zhou Yunmu looked at the street outside the restaurant and said, "I was lucky enough to cultivate the Nascent Soul and see more scenery... Your talent is similar to mine, and your mind is far better than me. I can't bear to stay in this state of the present, and Nascent Soul is not enough. Since there is such an opportunity now, I hope you don't miss it."

"I used to fight side by side with Jing Jiu... in the Meihuidao Battle, but in fact I was always under her protection, and that happened thirty-two years ago."

Lu Jin was the most respected genius disciple of Xuantian Sect. He entered the ranks of Meihui Dao War in great difficulty, and was then divided into a group with Jing Jiu.

After that, Jing Jiu quickly became the most wisest star among the younger generation in the world of cultivation, and later became the real person of the head of Qingshan Sect!

He occasionally thinks of that past and feels a lot of emotion.

As for whether to visit Jing Jiu, he didn't dare to think about such a thing.

Compared with a behemoth like Qingshan Sect, Xuantian Sect is like an ant, and the gap between the two sides is too big to reach it at all.

But who would have thought that such an incident happened again now, and Jing Jiu might be the reincarnation of Jing Yang Zhenren!

Whether it is Jingyang Zhenren or the Sword Demon, he has been expelled from Qingshan now. Even if the possibility is still very low, he is always much closer to the world. So can you think about visiting such things?

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The so-called landscape garden is simply unseen in the thick fog, but it is just an imaginary existence. Mountain streams flow between gentle slopes, and in the clearings between flowers and trees, there are practitioners who close their eyes and meditate everywhere, and some practitioners who are constantly trying to practice Taoism or swordsmanship, which is lively like a market.

Looking at this scene, Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin were very surprised and thought to themselves what was wrong?

"The Liushui Sanhua Sect is an outer sect of Wurong Sect. The sword technique is pretty good. This young man has a good talent, but he thought he could be attracted to Jingyang Zhenren? What are you thinking?"

The middle-aged scholar who had appeared in the restaurant before looked at the young practitioner who was driving a sword in front of the fog and said with a sarcastic look on his face: "Just fly around like this, are you playing juggling?"

When Lu Jin heard this man speak harshly, he smiled and explained, "All those who come here have something to ask for, why should you do this for fellow Taoists?"

The middle-aged scholar snorted coldly and said, "I don't want to ask for any secrets of swordsmanship, nor will I be greedy to be taken to the real person to take him to the disciple. It's just that someone at home is sick and Guocheng Temple cannot be cured, so I can only come here."

Someone at home was sick. This sentence was said very casually by this person, but it was obviously not the case. Otherwise, why would he go to Guocheng Temple and come here to stay here again?

Lu Jin felt a little sympathetic, and thought that since it was a disease that cannot be cured in Guocheng Temple, it was extremely troublesome to come and find Jingyang Zhenren. What should I do?

Zhou Yunmu said: "Minister Jingyang has a half-master relationship with Zen masters, and as the saying goes, one method is known and all methods are understood, and there may be a solution."

The middle-aged scholar said with a slightly clear expression, "Your knowledge is extraordinary."

Lu Jin said: "Lu Jin, Xuantian Sect, did not ask for advice?"

The middle-aged scholar looked slightly different and said, "You are the leader of Xuantian Sect? Then is this senior Zhou Yunmu?"

Hearing this sentence, the practitioners around him looked over and then came over to greet them.

Xuantian Sect is a small sect in the cultivation world, but in recent decades, Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin have produced two quite outstanding sect leaders. A few years ago, Zhou Yunmu has become a powerful man in the Nascent Soul stage. He is already a rare master among ordinary small sects and casual cultivators.

Why do they also come to Yunji Town?

Just as the practitioners were thinking about this question, a sudden scream came from somewhere.

"The door is open... Jingyuan is open!"

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The thick fog has not dissipated, and the scenery garden has not revealed its true appearance, let alone opening the door.

After waiting for many days, I finally waited for this today. The practitioners did not react for a while and stood there in a daze.

After a while, they woke up and their bodies trembled slightly, but they still did not dare to step forward, and only dared to stand there.

Yuan Qu walked out of the courtyard, looked at everyone and asked, "Where are the fellow Taoists of Xuantian Sect?"

Countless gazes fell on Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin.

Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin were also very surprised, thinking what was wrong? But they didn't dare to delay. They walked quickly to the courtyard and saluted Yuanqu, indicating their identity.

Yuan Qu stretched out his right hand and signaled to ask them to go in with him.

The other cultivators were in an uproar, thinking that even if Zhou Yunmu is a rare master of the Nascent Soul stage in a small sect, what's wrong with us?

Some people subconsciously took a few steps forward and wanted to say a few words to Yuanqu.

Yuanqu didn't do anything, just glanced at these people indifferently.

Don't look at him having no presence on the Shenmao Peak, but his eyes are as cold as snow, with a bit of majesty as an old uncle.

Those people were shocked and dared not take a step forward any more.

"Sect Master Lu!"
To be continued...