The young Taoist priest looked at Jing Jiu for a long time, and the confusion in his eyes gradually turned into enlightenment. Finally, he smiled a little more and said, "It turned out to be you."

Jing Jiu said, "Yes, it's me."

The young Taoist priest asked, "Why have you changed back to what you were when you were a child?"

Jing Jiu said, "Senior Brother, you are the same as you were before."

The young Taoist priest naturally was Taiping Zhenren who hid in the Qingtianjian. For some reason, he also became a boy like Jing Jiu.

"Maybe because we are all souls, forget it, don't think about this, I just don't understand..."

Taiping Zhenren asked, "I erased my memory. I can't even remember who I am. How can you find me?"

Jing Jiu raised the blood-colored feather in his hand.

"So that's it." Taiping Zhenren sighed and said, "I have been listening to scriptures in Guocheng Temple for many years and have been the abbot for a while. Today I realize that the saying of cause and effect is true."

Jing Jiu pointed to the bamboo broom in his hand and said, "There is this."

He knew the difference in the time flow rate between the Qingtianjian and the outside world. Judging from the wear and tear of the broom, he knew how long the other party had stayed in this Taoist temple.

In other words, how long will the other party come to Qingtianjian?

Then naturally I won't recognize the wrong person.

In fact, even without these conditions, he would not recognize the wrong person.

Just like Master Zhang still knows him.

It was evening when Jing Jiu left the capital of Chu. At this time, the twilight in the sky became darker and darker, and the sun in the distance was about to set.

This is because the peak where the Taoist temple is located is high enough. The mountain streams at the lower places have already entered the darkness ahead of schedule.

"This mountain is indeed very high, a bit like the Sky Light Peak." said Taiping Zhenren.

Jing Jiu followed his gaze and looked at the white clouds outside the mountain and said, "Yes, it's like the Skylight Peak a thousand years ago."

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The Qingshan Sect is now called the Shangde Peak lineage, because Taiping Zhenren and Jingyang Zhenren all come from this peak, but the first time they met when they were young was at Tianguang Peak.

Because their master and master are both the heads of Qingshan.

Many years ago, Daoyuan Zhenren brought back a child from Chaoge City.

The young Taoist priest who was stepping on the clouds on the cliff at the top of Tianguang Peak turned around and said with a smile: "Master, this junior brother is about the same talent as me, let me teach you."

Master Daoyuan said, "Xiao Taiping, then you must teach it well."

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The sky of the Qingtianjian has a height.

If a state higher than the sky appears in this world, it will cause a heavenly disaster, and the consequences will be either to die like Mo Gong, or to break through the sky like Jing Jiu when he was. If Jing Jiu wants to kill Taiping Zhenren here, he must suppress his realm under the Bohai Realm, and the same is true for Taiping Zhenren.

Taiping Zhenren smiled and said, "We are now two ghosts. You are no longer a sword body. Are you sure you can defeat me? Don't forget that your sword is taught by me."

Jing Jiu said: "Senior Brother, your talent is indeed not as good as mine."

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Thousands of years ago, the young Taiping was the most talented person in Qingshan until he had an extra junior brother named Jingyang.

He had no jealousy towards Jingyang, nor did he reject it. He taught Jingyang carefully and would never hide his own personal information except that the smoke and smoke disappeared.

He believed that his talent for swordsmanship was no worse than that of Jing Yang, and he believed that Jing Yang would obey his will in this life.

So he taught Jing Yang all the sword skills he knew.

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In front of the Taoist temple in the deep mountains, two young Taoist priests stood opposite each other, just like a thousand years ago.

They still used the sword techniques they used back then.

The sword light illuminates the green trees and the deeper twilight. It is not magnificent in the sky, and some delicate traces are incomparable to the sword battle in Yin Peak, but it has a more real feeling.

Chengtian Sword Technique, Xueliu Sword Technique, Cangbi Sword Technique, Unprovoked Sword Technique, Six Dragons, Seven Plums, Eight Directions... Just like the brothers who practiced swords back then.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this reason that countless Nine Peak Secret Swords appeared one after another, and no Taoist techniques from other sects appeared.

Interestingly, Jing Jiu has never used the Chengtian Sword, but Taiping Zhenren likes the Nine-Death Sword Technique of Shenmofeng the most.

It's the same as back then.

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When the master and his master died, they depended on each other in Shangdefeng, and Taiping became even more silent. They began to accept disciples, make friends, and start feeding chickens and dogs.

Jingyang is as dull as before, but he is more diligent and hardworking in practicing swords in the dark.

After they finished the hot pot, they went to kill people, then unified the green mountains, and then shocked the world.

There are many Taiping Real People, and Jingyang has killed many people in the dark.

Until the end, there was another hot pot. Jing Yang took Liu Ci and Yuan Qi Whale to Taiping Zhenren and stabbed him in the back with a sword.

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A sword light passed by his chest.

A sword light also penetrated through his chest.

It seems that there is no difference, whether it is the position or angle of the sword light entering the body.

The injuries seem to be similar.

The Taoist temple had already turned into powder in the sword light all over the sky.

Jing Jiu and Taiping Zhenren leaned against two big trees, covered in blood.

But the blood is not real, and is gradually dissipating with the mountain wind and melting into the twilight.

"Is my talent really not as talented as you? Otherwise, how could I lose to you again this time?"

The young man Taiping showed a sense of pain on his young face, and his voice was a little dry.

"You didn't lose to me, but to this world because your opponent is the world itself."

Jing Jiu said: "Of course, if there was no me in this world, maybe you would win."

“It’s really boring.”

Taiping Zhenren looked at the wound on his chest and said with some helplessness: "I have thought about how I would leave this world countless times, including before entering the Qingtianjian. I have thought about myself that I might be knocked to death by a chess piece you left here, I have thought about being bitten to death by those ignorant villagers like wild animals, I have thought about drowning at Fanxing who was drunk and watching the water surface, and even drowned in a cesspool... Now this way of death is really unrealistic."

Jing Jiu slowly stood up with the big tree, without saying a word.

Taiping Zhenren looked up at him and said, "Of course, what I think most is that you can't find me. I spent hundreds of years here, and then suddenly woke up by the bells, remembering those past events... In short, just like this, it was really boring."

Jing Jiu said: "No matter how death occurs, it is boring."

"This is what I like most about you. It will never be fun, but I have to admit that people like you may have hope of immortality."

Taiping Zhenren smiled and said, "Because the victory of justice is the same, and the interesting soul will undoubtedly die." (Note)

Jing Jiu said: "Senior Brother, I have something I can't bear to tell you."

Taiping Zhenren said with a focused expression: "What's the matter?"

Jing Jiu said: "That year you returned from the underworld and decided to be the savior, and since then you have become very boring."

He only likes the senior brother who likes to eat hot pot and play mahjong.

Although he doesn't like to eat hot pot or play mahjong.

Taiping Zhenren was silent for a while and said, "Is that so? Maybe."

After saying this, he closed his eyes, his body gradually faded, turning into countless spots of light, dispersing like fireflies.

Those light spots are red, gathering like flames and scattering like twilight.

Jing Jiu looked at the empty tree, was silent for a while, and walked into the sky.

There were no steps in the sky, but he walked higher and higher until he came to the sky, where he could see the sun without setting.

The clouds come without any reason, and the thunderstorm falls, which is the heavenly disaster.

He waved his hand and broke out into the sky.

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To be continued...