When Jing Jiu woke up, the world seemed to wake up with one thought.

Similar things have happened several times, and this time it is a bit special.

The people on the top of Chaotian Continent knew very well that this would be his last sleep and his last waking up.

Next he either died under the sword of Xilai or left.

A spiritual consciousness emerged from the depths of the snow field, swept across Baicheng, the manors and camps like light, and finally disappeared in the small temple in front of Hongshan.

"Why are you so happy when he is alive?"

Zenzi confirmed that the Queen of Snow Country no longer looked at her and mumbled and came out from under the desk.

He crossed the high threshold and looked towards the south of Ohara Castle, but he didn't know that his face was full of relief.

The news of Jing Jiu's wake-up also reached the underworld, so naturally it was not through human transmission, but rather the magma that spread like sparks.

Cao Yuan was blocked at the exit of the magma, and from a distance it looked like a big Buddha carrying the sky.

He sensed the things about the Sanqian Hospital, turned his head and looked towards the direction of the world, and met Bu Qiuxiao's gaze, showing a smile.

Apiao didn't know what these two big men who were helping her save the underworld were doing.

She looked at the colorless tree in the palace and had been in a daze for a long time.

Suddenly, a leaf turned into an extremely eye-catching green in the underworld. She guessed what was going on and shouted excitedly.

The palace in Chaoge City is full of green trees. In the midsummer season, it brings a wave of shade to the nobles in the palace, but it will not make people feel any surprises.

A certain section of the city wall and a field outside the city suddenly grew many wild flowers.

Hearing the report from the Qingtian Office officials, Gu Qing put down the pen in his hand and looked up at the red wall outside the window.

The red wall has a large Zen word written on it.

As the wind and rain erode, the wall skin peels slightly.

This morning, the wind blew, making the wall erect, just the dot on the upper right side of the word Zen, pointing at the sky obliquely, as if it was about to fly.

Gu Qing took a slow and deep breath, and finally felt relieved. He walked outside the hall and kowtowed a few times in the direction of Dayuan City, with a serious expression.

Everyone knows that he is a very cautious and filial person, but he is not so excited, and even makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

"If someone looks at you, you will feel that you are pretending."

Empress Dowager Hu walked over with a plate of green-skinned grapes, carefully peeled one and fed it into his mouth, with a faint mocking smile on her face.

She has been in the palace for hundreds of years and is the most noble Empress Dowager, but she still looks like a girl with a cute and innocent look.

Gu Qing looked at her and smiled and said, "Let's go."

Empress Dowager Hu's fingertips were slightly tightened, and a green-skinned grape was crushed. She looked at him with wide eyes, and her voice trembled slightly, "What did you say?"

The four simple words were expressed by her extremely complex emotional ups and downs, from the initial confusion to the middle surprise to the final uneasiness.

Gu Qing said: "Jing Yao is on the way to Dayuan City, the entire Chaotian Continent will stare there. This is our best chance to leave."

Empress Dowager Hu's voice trembled even more violently, and she said, "But... but the real person just woke up, and the West Sea Sword God... How can we leave at this time? Are you not worried?"

Gu Qing reached out and touched her head, looked at her like an ignorant child, and said, "How could he lose, Master?"

Empress Dowager Hu said in surprise: "That's the West Sea Sword God!"

Gu Qing said, "So?"

Empress Dowager Hu thought about it and suddenly put the plate of green-skinned grapes in her hand into Gu Qing's arms, turned around and entered the palace. When she came out again, she had already changed her body to dress up in a palace maid, but she didn't feel any disagreement.

"Let's go."

She raised her little face and looked at Gu Qing, full of pride and courage.

Gu Qing smiled, took her hand and walked out of the hall.

Whether it is the Chaoge City Formation or the Imperial City Formation, they are now in Gu Qing's hands.

He just held a plate of green-skinned grapes and held the empress dowager's hand and left the imperial city, never coming back again.

No one knew about this. It was not until the sky was full of dusk that the palace maids came to the hall with the Queen Mother’s favorite pastry, but found that they could not find the Queen Mother’s figure, and they began to panic.

Immediately afterwards, someone discovered that the regent was gone.

The entire imperial city became silent.

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Even though he had been the Divine Emperor for a hundred years, Jing Yao still did not forget his master's teachings, and had not been trapped in the imperial palace of Chaoge City all year round, and he did not need to fly chariots when traveling, but was more like walking by wielding a sword.

Of course, his flying sword was surrounded by royal worship and disciples sent by Aoyama Sect.

Jing Yao's current realm is about to break through the sea, and the strong wind still felt a slight sting when he fell on his face, but he did not lower the height. The master taught him that those who practiced the Taoist must forbidden these, and the more they were.

He was in a really good mood, not because the vast rivers and mountains under his feet were all his, but because he just learned the news that his uncle woke up.

At this moment, he received another message.

The Chuzi Sword stayed in the sky, and was so pure and bright, like a trace of water.

The white-haired cow worshiper hunched his body slightly and slowly retreated to the rear.

No one dared to get close to Jing Yao.

At this time, His Majesty the Divine Emperor seemed so lonely.

The whistling wind gives people an extremely dead feeling.

Jing Yao looked up at the sky. The place called the Void Realm was silent, with only slightly trembling sleeves of the royal robe, indicating how angry he was at this time.

I don’t know how long it took, but he finally calmed down. Looking back at Chaoge City when he came, waved his hand tiredly, and said, “I understand.”

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Yes, Jing Yao got it.

The eunuchs and palace maids in the palace knew about it.

Minister Yimaozhai and even the entire Chaotian Continent will soon know about this.

In fact, many of them had known about it for a long time, including Jing Yao himself.

How could the private affair between the empress dowager and the governor who had lasted for decades be hidden from the world? It's just that some people dare not say it, and some people don't want to ask.

Many people also know Ping Yongjia's identity.

When the sword light was chasing Bai Zhenren in the human world and the underworld, how could the Guangyuan Zhenren, Nan Wang, Zhao Layue and others who were guarding the sword peak still not know who he was?

No one dares to ask about this matter at all.

If the soul of Jingyang Zhenren is placed on the sword of all things, where did the sword spirit of all things go?

Even Zhao Layue thought this was a very cold-blooded and ruthless story, and felt that Ping Yongjia was qualified to take revenge. Until today, Ping Yongjia vaguely remembered some pictures, bravely left Qingshan, came to the Sanqian Hospital, expressed his confusion in grievance, and then heard Jing Jiu's voice, what are you thinking about? (Add tm manually)

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Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui had nothing to think about.

At least when they rushed back from Qingshan overnight and saw Jing Jiu, they absolutely did not think about whether he would break up the sword spirit of the sword of all things after his failure to ascension, and then be able to reincarnate with the sword of all things. At that moment, all they thought of was the remains of the wounds on the stone couch and the words that Nan Wang had said.

In front of everyone, Zhao Layue walked directly to Jing Jiu, opened her arms and hugged him, and buried her head in his arms.

Everyone mentioned here includes Liu Shisui, who is indifferent to his heart, Yuanqu who is speechless, Zhuo Rusui who raises his eyebrows to watch the show, Guangyuan Zhenren who is speechless, Nan Wang who is as cold as frost, Qing'er who covers his face with his hands, Ping Yongjia who feels something, and Ada who is about to be squeezed to death.

Every year during the twelfth lunar month of the Chinese New Year, Zhao would show disciples to Jing Jiu and hug him, but that was always when he was alone and no one ever saw him.

Jing Jiu didn't know what happened, and didn't understand why she and Liu Shisui looked at her eyes full of sympathy. They reached out and touched Zhao Layue's head, and then fell on Liu Shisui's head to stop him from coming, carried Ada into his arms, and finally looked at Nan Wang and asked, "Did you burn?"

In that cave, Zhao leyue and Liu Shishui would inevitably hesitate before making his final choice, but Nan Wang would not do so.

"Yes, I burned it, how about it?"

"It seems that I'm not wrong. You really hate me very much. Even if I die, I will crush my bones and ashes."

If this is a joke, it is not funny at all.

If this is not a joke, it won't even be human.

Nan Wang snorted and left Sanqian Hospital without looking back.

Zhao Layue and Liu Shishui only noticed that the West Sea Sword God was gone, and... Ping Yongjia was very surprised here.

"What do you want to ask, let's talk about it later." Jing Jiu said: "I want to prepare."

Everyone was surprised to hear this sentence. In the past century, whether it was the battle between Mei Huidao, the battle with Zhuo Rusui's sky sparks in Yunmeng Mountain, or the battle with Taiping Zhenren or Bai Zhenren... Jing Jiuxiang said that it would be a battle, when would he prepare?

Is the West Sea Sword God really so strong? Or has Jing Jiu's mentality changed?

Ping Yongjia asked nervously, "Then do I need to prepare something?"

Only when Liu Ci or him controlled it would Jing Jiu become the sword light across the world.
To be continued...