Jing Jiu asked casually, but a thunder sounded in Gu Qing's heart.

His hand holding the teacup froze immediately and whispered: "I haven't said to Zhen Tao yet... I can't say it."

Zhao Layue looked at Jing Jiu and thought to himself, why do you care so much about such a love affair with men and women now?

Jing Jiu did not notice her gaze and continued, "Then let's hide it from it, keep it until she dies or you die."

Zhao Layue glanced at him again, thinking that this was a mess, but she endured it and didn't say anything.

Jing Jiu continued: "This time I asked you to come back to prepare for the ceremony of the head of the sect. After the completion of the work, you will go back to Chaoge City."

Gu Qing was most concerned about his master's affairs. He had sorted out the matters of the head ceremony with Yuanqu a hundred years ago, but there was a very troublesome thing that needed to be handled in advance.

"According to the rules of the sect, Master, you have to take out the Chengtian Sword..."

He noticed that Jing Jiu's expression had not changed and continued, "In my opinion, the door rules should be revised in advance."

For Jing Jiu, the Chengtian Sword is the most threatening existence. It was because he refused to take it out that he was forced out of Qingshan by Fang Jingtian and others.

He said, "It's okay, the scabbard is in my hands. Can anyone else take it away?"

Gu Qing thought it was right. Master is now a great thing, and even Fang Jingtian is not his opponent. In addition, he holds the Qingshan Sword Formation. Looking at the world, who can take the Chengtian Sword away from him?

Since he wanted to do something, he should do it quickly. He drank all the tea and went to Dao Temple to discuss with Yuanqu.

Soon, Ping Yongjia walked out of the Taoist Hall. Judging from his appearance of looking back from time to time, he was actually driven out.

"Master..." He walked to the bamboo chair, touched his head, looked nervous, and finally plucked up the courage to say, "Are you really going to let me go to Jianfeng?"

Jing Jiu didn't say anything, Zhao Layue said: "He has become the leader and has not gone to Tianguang Peak."

Ping Yongjia understood the meaning and couldn't help but be overjoyed. She quickly picked up the iron kettle and filled the cups for the two of them, and said, "But... I don't know anything, I really can't be the master of the peak."

Zhao Layue said: "I don't know, nor do you think he will be the head of the sect?"

Jing Jiu glanced at her and knew that this was because of the cause and effect brought about by the previous conversation with Gu Qing.

Ping Yongjia didn't understand the undercurrents between the two division commanders. She scratched her head and said distressedly: "But I don't even know the Cangbird's sword technique, how could they..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Jiu took out a booklet from his arms and threw it to him, asking, "Is there anything else?"

Ping Yongjia took out the Jikong sword, and said helplessly, "I don't use a sword, so what should I do with this sword?"

Jing Jiu said: "Whatever."

Ping Yongjia glanced at Zhao Layue and finally understood something. She quickly bowed and said goodbye, and ran back to the Taoist hall.

Soon, there were laughter from the Taoist hall such as eye-catching and ignorant.

The air at Shenmao Peak became loose and fast.

Zhao Layue sat at the end of the bamboo chair with a teacup, looked at him and asked, "Which two things should be done first?"

Jing Jiu said: "The Zhongzhou School has experienced so many things and I think it will become smarter. I will not take action before I can separate myself from him. Then I can only do it first."

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The quiet mountain village is full of the smell of straw that has been cut.

Those houses scattered everywhere, and those red lanterns hanging high dilute the meaning of mountain residence, exuding a rich and decaying atmosphere.

Yin San took a shower in the mountain stream, returned to the farmhouse, smiled and said a few words to the short and thin father-in-law, and then returned to his hut.

The furnishings in the cottage were very simple, and an oil lamp was lit. Because of saving money, the lamp rope was cut very short, and the flames were as bright as beans, which was very dim.

The ancestor Xuanyin sat on the bed, and the faint flames in his eyes were like beans, and he looked sighing.

"A real person...even if he wants to repeat the world and realize the true meaning, why... he has lived so hard?"

"I have been listening to the scriptures in Guocheng Temple for many years, but I have no interest in doing things like the world. We are indeed a bit similar in this regard."

Yin San put a wet towel on the back of the chair and said with a smile: "I just want to know how he lived in this life."

The ancestor Xuanyin touched his sparse hair and said with a rare mockery: "It's rumored that he learned everything in only nine days. Have you been staying for too long?"

"Do you mean my talent is not as good as his?" Yin San pushed over a bowl of clear water and served as a tea for guests. "I have done it before, whether it is chopping firewood, burning fire, cutting rice and grain, but later I was busy practicing, doing great things, and helping the people, and gradually forgot it. Do you think I really want to learn these?"

The ancestor Xuanyin picked up the clear water and drank it, slapping his mouth with some ignorance, and said, "Then what are you doing here? By doing this, you can know what is going on in his life?"

Yin San pointed to his eyebrows and said, "When I was in the stream just now, I suddenly realized something."

The ancestor Xuanyin put the water bowl back on the broken table, stared at him and asked solemnly, "What's the matter?"

Yin San said: "He lived in the palace since he was a child. After being brought back to Qingshan by his ancestors, he only knew how to practice and never did these things. Why did he do it? In addition to adapting to the body, what is more important is... he wants to take another path."

Xuanyin Ancestor thought about the rumors about Jing Jiu for more than a hundred years, shook his head and said, "I can't tell the difference from Jingyang before."

"This is to break and then stand. Even if there is no change, it will be another layer after all." Yin San said with a smile: "Or it is the second river."

Xuanyin Ancestor said: "What does the real person mean?"

"He was drifting with the flow in the second river, but I shouldn't have moved with it and forgot about my own river."

Yin San said with a smile: "He practices his way, and I destroy my world, so that's it."

The ancestor Xuanyin suddenly felt that there was a bit of blood in the room. He sniffed, rubbed his nose again, and said, "There is different, I'm afraid there will be obstacles."

When Jing Yang took Yuan Qijing and Liu Ci to stab the sword behind Taiping Zhenren, why?

No matter how you ignore the world or how lazy you are, you will always have to draw your sword when encountering things like destruction.

"The first time I went to the underworld was more than 700 years ago."

Yin San said: "I have been preparing for so many years. I don't believe that he can really do everything. If he can, it may not be able to break it, because this is my river."

The ancestor Xuanyin naturally knew that they seemed to be a loser in the past few years and were displaced in the world, but in fact they were in Chaoge City, Qingshan Sect, and major sects, and there were still many followers of Taiping Zhenren. The question is, even if those people launched at the same time, how could they destroy the Chaotian Continent?

Suddenly, there was a thundering sound and several night winds coming from outside the house.

Yin Feng walked into the room with anger and said in a slightly pointed voice: "Fang Xiaosi, this idiot, doesn't know how to endure humiliation at all, and he was locked up in Yin Peak again!"

Yin San got up and walked outside the house, looking at the green mountains and peaks in the distance of the night sky, and was silent for a long time.

The short and thin old man had already fallen asleep, snoring happily and ignorantly.

Suddenly, a noisy sound came from somewhere in the mountain village, and there were faint curses and cries.

Yin San ignored those and still looked at the night sky silently.

Yin Feng flew to the wall and looked at the ancestral hall in the distance. He knew what was going on. His long tail feathers swayed twice in a boring manner.

Tonight, the men of the Liu clan caught a widow who committed adultery with a tenant worker, and were opening a ancestral hall torture.

I think when the night is getting darker, the adulterer will be sunk into the bottom of the pond.

"Those who have attained enlightenment have many helpers, and those who have lost their power have few helpers. I once thought back then, then should I be considered as those who have attained enlightenment or those who have lost their way?"

Yin San suddenly said something that had nothing to do with Fang Jingtian, and even more so with the Liu clan ancestral hall.
Chapter completed!