Jing Yang and Jing Jiu looked at each other inside and outside the portrait, and it was obvious that the one who stood outside the painting looked better.

Jing Jiu is no longer the Jingyang he used to be, but that spirit is no different from Jingyang.

When Nan Wang heard him say "Then let's do it today", he thought like this in his heart, shook his head gently, and walked out of the building.

The sunlight penetrates the mist in the mountains and the branches and leaves on the trees, and falls on an unknown stream, scattering into a faint, chaotic light, just like her sword strings and her mood at this moment.

Her white barefoot stepped on the rocks by the stream, and she quickly moved up with her body, like a beautiful mountain ghost.

The silver bell made a crisp sound, just like her former laughter.

Judging from her appearance, she is still the girl from the Southern Barbarians, but it is not.

When I arrived at the top of the peak, there was a large black stone. A flower tree was born in front of the stone, and there were many exquisite and cute small wine jars piled under the tree.

It turns out that this is Qingrong Peak.

Nan Wang took out a jar of wine from somewhere and threw it behind him.

With a light bang, the wine jar fell accurately into Jing Jiu's hand.

After hundreds of years, the cooperation between the two is still so skillful, like flowing water.

Jing Jiu looked at the wine jar in his hand, thought for a while, but opened it and took a sip.

Looking at this scene, Nan Wang's expression became gentler. He walked back to him, took the wine jar and drank a big mouthful, spit out a slightly sweet smell of wine, and said slightly glutinously: "Your molt was burned in that cave, not because you hate you, and want to crush you to ashes... Those two children don't understand you, don't I know what you mean yet? Then let me cut off all the cause and effect of your previous life for you."

Most of the people who had a deep relationship with Jingyang in their previous lives were dead, and only she was still alive.

After hearing Nan Wang's words, Jing Jiu was silent for a while, then nodded.

In the Sanqian Hospital, he said that he had calculated that Nan Wanghenji himself... he said that on purpose.

How could he not understand her and understand herself?

Nan Wang said expressionlessly: "Don't learn Liu Ci, come and go."

Jing Jiu said: "Well... OK."

Nan Wang continued, "Today welcoming you in Xiaolou. I wanted to tell you that I like Jingyang, not Jingjiu now. However, if you think about it carefully, this is just the excuse for my little daughter to be shy and afraid that men will not want it. She is looking for excuses in advance. Why did I, Nan Wang, do this? I just like you, whether it was Jingyang in the past or Jingjiu now... But anyway, you are leaving, what's the point of saying these? You can't let you stay and wait for us."

Yes, Jingyang didn't wait for three months, so he probably wouldn't wait for anyone this time, as if Zhao twelfth lunar month also included.

Jing Jiu said: "Let them all go to Shangdefeng."

Nan Wang shook his head and said, "I won't go."

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, took the wine jar from her and drank it again, and then said goodbye.

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...

Today the sky is clear and cloudless.

The clouds flow quietly between the peaks.

It's a good day for ascension.

After Jing Jiu defeated the West Sea Sword God, the entire cultivation world and the entire Chaotian Continent were waiting for the arrival of this day.

Because they were worried about missing the time, they started waiting in the green mountains since early.

Today, when we received the confirmed news, thousands of practitioners walked out of the Taoist temples of Shiyue Peak and Xilai Peak.

Compared with the ascension more than a hundred years ago, many guests who came to Qingshan to watch the ceremony had changed. Yuan Qijing and Liu Ci died, Pei Baifa died, the two most powerful figures in the underworld died, and the old lady of the Xuanling Sect, Jun Jingshu, also died.

When the wind blows, it has already changed the world.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this reason that Zenzi did not come this time (These two sentences copied by Lin Tianxuan’s book friend said this chapter.)

But it is still lively, even more lively than last time.

All the sects with names in this story have come to Qingshan without any omissions.

The big men from Chaotian Continent were also arriving one after another. The first one was the God Emperor Jing Yao, and then the green curtain sedan.

When those practitioners came to Shangde Peak according to the guidance of Qingshan disciples, they realized that the legend was true... Shangde Peak had become flat.

In previous years, Shangde Peak, covered with snow-white pine trees, has turned into a huge black jade plate with a radius of dozens of miles.

A huge black dog was quietly lying in the center of the black jade plate, like a mountain.

Or, it will be the Shangde Peak in the future.

Practitioners from various sects knew that this was the legendary Lord Qingshan Guanye Ye Xiao.

Thinking of the scene of the Tengu Food Day when Jing Jiu and Bai Zhenren fought desperately, and thinking of the supreme magical powers and coldness of this person in the rumors, people couldn't help but feel very afraid and saluted from afar and didn't dare to get close.

"I've met the master of the fasting."

"Sister, please see the saint."

There was a slight noise among the peaks, and practitioners of various sects saluted to a certain place, with no false respect.

The person who came was Bu Qiuxiao, the master of Yimaozhai, and the scholars in Zhai. In this battle of destruction, Yimaozhai paid the heaviest price just like countless major events in the past. Even Xi Yiyun, the student whom Bu Qiuxiao admired the most, died under Bai Zhenren.

Immediately afterwards, the people of the Changling Sect and the Jing Sect also arrived. Chen Xueshao, the leader of the Changling Sect, was impatient to chat with other practitioners, but just looked deep in the green mountains and had a bright look, as if guessing which mountain was Jing Jiu's residence.

The Wuhen Sect, which reopened the mountain, was welcomed the most solemn welcome because they were the most determined allies of Qingshan Sect, and naturally they were influenced by the long talk between Jing Jiu and Peng Lang. The practitioners of various sects were shocked to see the young leader walking in the front and wondered if the legend was true?

If this young leader named Peng Lang is already in the sky, wouldn’t he be even more powerful than Jingyang’s real person?

The greater shock came from the Zhongzhou Sect. No one expected that they, who had a blood hatred with Qingshan Sect, would actually send someone to watch the ceremony before long. What they didn't expect was that the person walking in front was a childish face...

Even the Zhongzhou Sect has come, and the Kunlun Sect and the small sects in the north will naturally not fall behind. There are even many casual cultivators who muster up the courage to break in. What surprised them was that Qingshan Sect did not chase people. Fortunately, the black jade plate turned into Shangdefeng is really huge. No matter how many people stand on it, it will only look like some sesame seeds.

But the green mountains became lively after all.

In such a bustle, no one noticed a man wearing a hat walking under a big tree.

...

...

A red line was drawn from the calm sea of ​​clouds, which was the light and shadow of the Fox Sword.

Jing Jiu landed on a huge black jade plate.

The peaks suddenly became silent, and everyone stood up and looked at him.

The white dress was light and eye-catching.

Behind him stood Zhao Layue, Liu Shisui, Yuanqu, Qu Niang, Ping Yongjia, Apiao, Zhuo Rusui.

More sword lights fell on the black jade plate. There were second-generation elders such as Guangyuan Zhenren, Meili, Chi Yan, and others, and there were also three-generation disciples such as Nanshan, Gu Han, Lei was shocked, Lin Wuzhi, Yao Songshan and other disciples, as well as some young disciples who could not remember the names of Yuanqu. Even Fang Jingtian and the three Yinfeng elders came.

Jing Jiu walked to the corpse dog with the white cat in his arms, found the most comfortable place to sit down, and waved his hand.

True Man Guangyuan understood what he meant and led the Qingshan people to scatter.

Zhao Layue, Liu Shishui and others sat down not far away.

Thousands of practitioners saluted respectfully and then sat down.

Under the gaze of countless sights, Jing Jiu lowered his head and slowly touched the cat with his right hand, without any intention of opening his mouth, as if he was waiting for someone.

Ada narrowed his eyes, enjoying and curious, who else in this world is qualified to wait for you?

There are many people who have the same questions as it, but fortunately this puzzle was answered quickly.

A huge, round hole was broken into a sea of ​​clouds like a felt, bringing out a dull sound of wind like a bell.

The strong wind fell on the corpse dog, causing the black hair to sway like wheat waves, and at the same time, it washed all the gravel and dust on the black jade plate.

A big gold-painted Buddha appeared in front of the corpse dog, not far from Jing Jiu, and said in a round and flawless voice: "Sorry, I'm late."

Compared with Jing Jiu, this big Buddha is really huge and extremely solemn and powerful.

Compared with the corpse dog, this big Buddha is like a statue in the Buddha niche that is offered to mortals, a bit cute.

The practitioners of various sects who had just sat down stood up again and saluted respectfully at the great Buddha.

After the war of destruction between Taiping Zhenren and Bai Zhenren, many secrets in the world have been revealed, including the golden body of the Saint Saint Cao Yuan. But in the end, this is the first time that many practitioners have witnessed it with their own eyes, and they can't help but feel that it is extremely magical and shocked and speechless.

But no matter how magical or how shocked they are, they must control their emotions, because all the focus today is on Jing Jiu.

Tongyan opened her palm, and Jing Yunzhong flew up from her palm and came into the air.

Cao Yuan bounced out with one finger from the air, and the knife intention turned into a strong wind, landing on Jingyun Bell with great accuracy.

A buzzing sound then turned into countless thunders, heading in all directions, quickly passing through the peaks of the green mountains, coming to every corner of Chaotian Continent, and even going to the palace of the different continents in the depths of the sea.

So the whole world knew that time had come.
Chapter completed!