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Chapter 22 Come back, come back

I don’t know how long it took, a voice full of majestic smell, but not absolutely ruthless, sounded from the distant place: “What’s the matter?”

Master Bai dared not look up at the void, even though there was no real figure in the void, and whispered: "I sincerely ask my ancestors to return."

The sound became even more ethereal and high, as if it shouldn't be heard in the human world: "Why?"

Bai Zhenren said: "I died in Sanyue and Cao Yuan was seriously injured. When my ancestors returned, they could easily kill all of them and prevent Jing Yang from ascending again."

The sound rang out again after a moment.

"There are two immortal talismans I left behind. So who will take over this time?"

The person who speaks is naturally the last ascendant of the Continent, the White Blade Immortal.

The Zhongzhou School has used some secret techniques, but it can actually talk directly with immortals in the upper realm.

What is even more incomprehensible is that the White Blade Immortal seems to have been not far from Chaotian Continent to respond to the call of the Zhongzhou Sect so quickly.

The White Blade Immortal left three masters, three deputy six path immortal talismans for the Zhongzhou Sect. In extreme cases, one immortal consciousness can indeed be divided into two, and it will be returned to Chaotian Continent, but that is a very difficult thing and requires a very suitable immortal body to undertake it.

Last time the White Blade Immortal came with a magic consciousness. Bai Zao spent many years refining the immortal talisman and also had to pay the price of his own soul flying gods.

Bai Zao is still sleeping now, Shuiyue Temple and Qingshan Sect are both staring at the Sanqian Courtyard, and her body now has countless immortal energy. If the white blade descends again, it will inevitably collapse immediately and even directly destroy the entire Ohara City.

Bai Zhenren is naturally the most suitable candidate, but she would not be willing to pay such a price. She calmly said: "Please...rely return."

The sound was silent for a long time again, and when it sounded again, it became particularly cold.

"Do you know what your request means?"

If the immortal who ascended successfully returns to Chaotian Continent, there is basically no possibility of ascending again.

"The ancestors were concerned about the people and couldn't bear to stay away from them. Since that's the case, what's the difference between guarding outside and guarding inside?"

Bai Zhenren said calmly: "The banished immortal who fell from the Immortal Island returned because of his fear of the unknown. If you return, you will protect this continent and the human race. If you don't return this time, no one can suppress Qingshan Sect. Those sword cultivators will inevitably plunder the heaven and earth's vitality for their use. They even used the evil sect to occupy the spiritual veins of the Kunlun Sect... If Jing Jiu really ascended with countless heaven and earth's vitality, what should I do in this world?"

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That spring rain happened more than a hundred years ago, and it has been a long time since Liu Ci Zhenren left this world.

According to the will he left, Jing Jiu took over as the head of Qingshan, but no one expected that Jingtian suddenly reached the sky above the sect ceremony, and Apiao floated up from the stone steps...

He was forced out of the Qingshan by Taiping Zhenren.

It was not until more than a hundred years later that he walked into the sky in Chaoge City and pushed Fang Jingtian into Yin Peak again. The ceremony, which had been postponed for a long time, was finally about to begin again.

With the Qingshan Sect's undisputed leadership position in the world of cultivation, this ceremony is naturally the biggest event. At that time, all the cultivation sects will send guests to congratulate you.

Somewhat unexpected and reasonable is that Liu Shisui was the first to arrive in Qingshan.

He arrived too early, and all preparations for the ceremony were far from proper.

Just thinking about his relationship with Jing Jiu, Aoyama didn't really treat him as a guest.

Liu Shishui went to Tianguang Peak, met with Ju Nanshan, Gu Han, Zhuo Rusui and others, and talked about these years.

Zhu Nanshan and others welcomed his arrival, but they felt a little strange, thinking to themselves, why did you come to Tianguang Peak? Shouldn’t you go to Shenmao Peak to pay homage to the head of the sect first?

It was not until they sent Liu Shisai to the peak that they saw Liu Shisai cut some old bamboos in front of the cave where Elder Bai Rujing used to live, and they understood what he meant. They couldn't help but laugh and shook their heads speechless.

Zhuo Rusui took him to drive the sword directly to Shenmao Peak.

When he arrived at the peak, Liu Shishou saluted Jing Jiu and Zhao twelfth lunar month, he naturally took over Gu Qing's job and started cooking tea.

After drinking some tea and talking about it, Liu started cutting bamboo at the age of ten to repair the bamboo chairs that had broken a lot.

He is now a big shot in a Maozhai, and when he returns to Qingshan, he starts doing these chores. If it falls into the eyes of outsiders, it will definitely be absurd, but he does it so naturally.

Even though he had been together for a long time in the Chu Palace in the Qingtianjian Illusion, Zhuo Rusui was still a little uncomfortable with this kind of thing. He walked up to Gu Qing and whispered a few words, as if it was related to hot pot.

The bamboo chair needs to be repaired, so naturally he can't lie down anymore. Jing Jiu walked to the cliff and sat down, with his feet several feet away from the sea of ​​clouds, closed his eyes, basking in the early spring sunshine, as if he was about to fall asleep.

I don’t know when Ada returned to Shenmao Peak, and Shen climbed to Jingjiu without knowing it... on his shoulder, he lay there steadily, squinting his eyes, as if he was already asleep.

Zhao Layue stood on the other side of the cliff with her hands in her arms, not knowing what she was thinking.

Yuan Qu was preparing for the ceremony of the head of the sect in the Dao Hall.

Ping Yongjia and Apiao met Liu Shisui not many times. They were very curious about this legendary senior brother. They squatted next to him and kept asking about the things about the old year.

Liu Shisui was working on a bamboo chair while answering their questions with a smile.

Everyone is here today.

The spring day at the peak of God is warm and warm.

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On such warm days, it is best to eat hot pot.

Just like those cold days, those joyful days, those sad days.

Various delicious and ultimate ingredients are filled with the tabletop, and the yin and yang in the hot pot are opposite and the fog is steaming.

Zhao Layue sat upright in the upper position, with long chopsticks quietly resting in front of her eyes, her eyes calm and quiet, without any intention of competing for the first place.

Zhuo Rusui and Yuanqu, Ping Yongjia, Apiao looked serious and if the tiger was about to emerge.

Gu Qing served a bowl of clear soup and sent it to the cliff.

Jing Jiu lay on the newly repaired bamboo chair, turned over twice, nodded with satisfaction, took the hot soup and drank it all, making him even more satisfied.

Liu Shisui was not at the table, and was cutting meat with a small sword and packing up the vegetables.

It is worthy of being the second-sharp peerless sword in the world. He doesn't need to use the secret method of the Blood Demon Sect to thaw the deep-frozen top-quality beef and mutton. He can easily cut into slices or pieces or grains of thin thickness, and put them into the soup to naturally present a different and wonderful taste.

Various beef tripe were cut into different shapes, and various vegetables were arranged into large pots of flowers, blooming around the hot pot.

Zhao royu raised his chopsticks, picked up the meat and put it on his lips, and nodded with satisfaction.

The chopsticks fall like the wind and rain, and more like swords.

Several sword lights swept by, and the meat in the pot was gone.

"Shi Yuefeng sent a lot here, why bother to be so anxious?"
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