Jing Jiu's pity was a little strange, not like a blue bird, but a feeling for the world.

The same is true for this sentence.

The blue bird walked to the edge of the chessboard and looked out of the cliff, thinking about the Taiping Zhenren who had just left, thinking about the tens of thousands of years in Yunmeng Mountain, and the complex emotions arose in his eyes.

She knew that Jing Jiu would not let her find Bai Zhenren because that was too dangerous.

Even the Ten-Strait Demon Tower where Tan Zhenren was banned by the Bai family. Who knows what the Zhongzhou Sect has done on the Qingtianjian?

So who should I stop Bai Zhenren? Or is it really too late, just as Jing Jiu said?

Outside the cliff is a whiter sea of ​​clouds shining by stars. There is a large gap on the other side of the sea of ​​clouds, which is where Shangde Peak was once located.

Now it was a black ground, the cliff rocks were extremely dense and the surface was very smooth, and it looked like a huge black jade plate.

Countless silky coldness overflowed from the black jade plate, turning the mist into slight snow and falling, so there were no clouds.

The Queen of Snow Kingdom did not swallow up all the cold veins at the bottom of Shangde Peak, but still had a small part of them left.

The snow fell lightly, and the corpse dog was quietly lying in the middle of the huge black jade plate, looking like a black stone statue that was integrated with the ground, with a sacred meaning and a solemn beauty.

Without Qingshan's disciples, who dared to look directly at the guardian like this god and demon, Qing'er's vision when she fell there seemed to be very eye-catching.

The corpse dog turned his head and looked at the top of the Shenmao Peak, and expressed his meaning with a deep and calm look.

Jing Jiu said: "You have to guard the Sword Prison here and can't go out."

The corpse dog did not feel angry because of being rejected, but his eyes were a little confused.

Ada stretched out his claws and scratched Jing Jiu reminded him that this sentence was wrong, thinking that he could speak?

There is no Shangde Peak and no Sword Prison, so why are you guarding?

"You have to guard the Qingshan Mountain." Jing Jiu corrected his statement and continued: "And it's really too late."

What was too late? Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui didn't think about it, Qu Niang was still thinking about the game of chess, and Zhuo Rusui and Yuanqu thought about it the more they thought about it, the more they felt inexplicable. Even if Bai Zhenren was not dead, what were they afraid of? The Zhongzhou Sect would cause great turmoil, which was also the suffering of Zhongzhou Sect. What did it have to do with Qingshan Sect? Could she still dare to come to the door? Can she be more powerful than Taiping Ancestor and the White Blade Immortal?

Jing Jiu ignored the disciples' confusion and closed his eyes on the bamboo chair to start resting.

A very gorgeous sword fire broke from his earlobe, like a gem earring, brilliantly brilliant under the starlight.

The sword fire burned for a long time before gradually disappearing. The tiny wound finally stopped bleeding. At this time, the morning light had already returned to the dilapidated green mountains.

Jing Jiu opened his eyes and was no longer as tired as last night.

Zhao Layue stared into his eyes and asked, "It's really okay?"

"I really won't die."

Jing Jiu reached out to touch her head, stepped into the air, and left the top of the Shenmao Peak.

The clouds and mist suddenly dissipated, and a true appearance appeared on the sword peak. The falling cliffs were like countless twisted and deformed roads, snuggling up to each other miserably.

Jing Jiuluo saw countless flying swords and the young man in the sword when he was in front of a cliff at a high place.

Ping Yongjia was pale and stood in the flying swords all over the sky with helpless hands. Looking at his figure, he shouted happily: "Master! Master! You are finally here!"

Jing Jiu waved his hand, and the flying swords in the sky accompanied by the dense sound of breaking through the air, each returning to the cracks of the cliff and piles of stones, and continued to receive the nourishment of the breath of heaven and earth.

Ping Yongjia ran over and said with a hint of lingering fear: "Yesterday these swords went crazy. After following the white monster to the sky, killing the immortal, he came back to trap me, and didn't know what I wanted to do."

Jing Jiu looked at him quietly, looked at him for a long time, and suddenly said, "I told them to do this."

Ping Yongjia was stunned and did not ask the master why he did this, and said honestly.

Jing Jiu suddenly reached out and touched his head, saying, "Do you know why I want you to be the Lord of Sword Peak?"

Ping Yongjia felt the palm on her head, and she was extremely happy. You should know that in the past, this was the privilege of the master and Senior Brother Liu. She subconsciously replied: "Isn't it because of the disciple's extraordinary talent that he has cultivated into an invisible sword body?"

Jing Jiu looked at him and said with a smile: "When did you practice it?"

Ping Yongjia was speechless for a moment, thinking that she had been sleeping in the sword peak over the years, which was indeed not considered a practice. She said embarrassedly: "It can't be because I'm a slut, right? I'm not Senior Brother Zhuo."

Jing Jiu did not explain and instead said, "There is something I want you to do, but you need to ask for your consent."

You always ask us to do things, why are you so polite?

Ping Yongjia felt his seriousness and couldn't help but feel extremely stressed, thinking about what was going on?

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Bai Zhenren walked into the underworld by the fire carp.

Huo Li vaguely guessed what she wanted to do, and even her soul trembled, not because of excitement but because of fear.

It has lived in the fire vein at the bottom of the Soul Gathering Valley for tens of thousands of years, but has not seen a few humans. According to the truth, it has no feelings. But when it thinks that people like Mr. Zhang may die, I feel extremely reluctant and muster up the courage to persuade him: "Real people, doing this will hurt the harmony of the world, I am afraid that the great way will hinder it. Moreover, our Zhongzhou sect is a famous family and the leader of the righteous way. How can we do such a thing?"

The fire carp's lips opened and closed in the water of the Styx, spitting out many bubbles, and the strange light of soul fire was flowing on it.

"More than 700 years ago, I went to Chaoge City with my mother. It was the first time I officially came out of the mountain, and I saw the scene of Emperor Darkness being imprisoned in the Demon Prison."

Bai Zhenren smiled and said, "How can you, a stupid fish, see the virtues of famous families and upright people?"

At that time, Chaotian Continent was extremely chaotic, and the same was true for the cultivation world, and even more so for the Qingshan.

Taiping Zhenren is nominally the Lord of Shangde Peak of Qingshan Sect, but in fact he is extremely marginalized. If he hadn't brought the new Emperor of the Underworld to the ground and made great contributions to the human race, he would have been killed by the old monsters of Mo Chengfeng.

But I think he would not be happy because Emperor Dark was imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Prison and he was forced to become a traitor who betrayed his friends.

That's why he went to that restaurant to drink.

That's why Liu Ci rushed over from Qingshan and stood beside him and poured him wine.

At that time, she and her mother stood on the South Heaven Gate, looking at the scene in the restaurant from afar, feeling that the master and apprentice were so pitiful.

It should be that Taiping Zhenren changed his mind since then?

What about myself?

When did you determine your thoughts?

Bai Zhenren thought about the past from a long time ago, looked at the blue color in the distance, and said, "Do you want to play this game with me?"

Master Mie fell on the other side of Baishitan, and his body exuded the aftertaste of soul fire. It seemed that he would suffer a lot from his journey through a thousand miles.

He looked at Bai Zhenren with a puzzled expression on his face and said, "I don't understand why you are doing this."

Bai Zhenren said: "Because this matter is very interesting."

The entire Chaotian Continent thought she was the most boring, but they didn't know that it was because she never revealed her true meaning.

Master Underworld said: "Mr. Even the sir has not succeeded, how can you succeed?"

Bai Zhenren said: "The game between Taiping and Jingyang seems to be the latter's victory, but if I make a move, the final game will become the middle game. Jingyang has lost even the chess pieces, so how can he defeat me?"
Chapter completed!