The movement in the stream quickly alarmed the commanders of the peaks between the cliffs, and it also spread to the high cliff stone platform.A senior sister of Shuiyue'an, who had just returned from Qingrong Peak, looked into the distance curiously and said, "Who is this person, he is so good-looking." ”A young disciple of the Wind Sword Sect frowned and said, "Looking at the movement, this person should be extremely famous in the Qingshan Sect. ”………… Gu Han looked at Xijian, his face was a little ugly.Guo Nanshan patted him on the shoulder and smiled silently.Ma Hua didn't seem to see this picture, and scolded with a smile: "This guy doesn't even have a sword, a sword that bears a fart." ”………… Yes, without a sword, how can you bear a sword?
Jing Jiu's hands are empty, his sleeves are breezy, where is the sword?
Half a year ago, Jing Jiu easily entered the clouds when he first ascended the Sword Peak, and everyone thought that he should be able to succeed in taking the sword soon, but no one ever saw him climb the Sword Peak afterwards.Then he naturally couldn't get the fairy sword left by Uncle Mo.Many division commanders, including Senior Uncle Merry, were a little angry, and they had to accept this fact, Jing Jiu was not a genius like Liu Shisui after all, and he might need to wait until the next Sword Inheritance Conference three years later to really figure it out and show his own light.Who would have thought that Jing Jiu would actually stand up at this time.Could it be that he has already succeeded in taking the sword?
So when did he go to pick it up?
What about the sword?
………… yes, what about the sword?
Listening to the chatter around him, Jing Jiu remembered what he had forgotten.No wonder he always felt like he had forgotten something in the past six months.Yes, he forgot about the sword.That night half a year ago, he and Zhao Layue teamed up to kill the Wuzhang powerhouse of Bihu Peak in the chaotic clouds of Sword Peak, and then he took the sword with his hand.Where did he put that sword?
Jing Jiu began to reminisce seriously.At that time, he was holding the corpse in his left hand, holding the sword in his right hand, and he had to carry the head, which he felt a little inconvenient, so he stuck the head into the sword.The sword was naturally stained with blood, and after returning to the cave, it was very conspicuous when I looked at it through the light.He felt that it was troublesome to wash the sword, so he threw it to the apes between the cliffs to clean it.And then......
He forgot about it, and forgot to ask the ape for his sword back.Yes, that's it.The sword should still be in the hands of those apes.He didn't think it took long to do it, but it took sometime.The elder of Shiyue Peak had a slightly ugly face, and asked in a cold voice, "What about the sword?"
”He looked at Jing Jiu's empty hands, and thought to himself, unless your sword pill is completed and you enter the realm of Wuzhang, I will see how you transform the sword."
Wait a minute."
Jing Jiu said.Then he looked at the cliff downstream of the stream and asked, "What about the sword?"
”The cliffs were full of wild forests, extremely dense, and with his voice, the leaves moved, and the apes could not stop singing.The green forest was slightly chaotic, there was hidden smoke and dust, and I don't know how many apes screamed away, and their voices became smaller.It didn't take long for the ape's voice to get closer, and it must have run back again.The woods shook, the smoke and dust slight, and a dozen apes climbed up to the tops.An ape stood at the top of the woods, waving its long arms and making an eager cry.The ape had a sword in his hand.………… The cliffs on the banks of the stream are all cultivators, and their eyesight is many times sharper than that of mortals, and they have already seen the pictures between the cliffs clearly.Looking at this scene, many people's faces were a little ugly, and Gu Han's face was even more gloomy as if it was about to drip.For the people of the Qingshan Sect, the flying sword is their most reliable partner and the most staunch comrade-in-arms.They love their flying swords very much, sleep together night and night, wipe them day and day, and nourish them all the time.Who would have thought that after Jing Jiu successfully took the sword, he actually threw the sword to those apes to play with.This pair of immortal Uncle Mo, to Shiyue Peak, to the word sword, how disrespectful!
The ape threw the sword over.No matter how spirituality you are, after all, you are just a monkey, and the direction is not controlled.The sword rolled in mid-air, and it looked like it was about to fall into the stream.Looking at this picture, some people's faces became even more ugly, and the elder of Shiyue Peak snorted coldly, ready to ride the sword and get up to catch the sword, but soon stopped.Because, Jing Jiu had already raised his hand.………… The sword suddenly froze in the air, no longer flipping.With a whoosh, the sword burst through the air, turned into a clear light, and disappeared into the stream.Countless lines of sight fell on Jing Jiu's right hand.He had a sword in his hand.That sword had a slightly dim luster, a little wide and straight, and it was the same fairy sword that Master Mo of Shiyue Peak returned to Qingshan last year.Shocked.The previous sword was still dozens of feet away from the surface of the stream in the air.Jing Jiu stretched out his hand, and the sword fell into his hand.This is a sword, not a sword, but it can be recalled from such a distance, which means that he has defended a perfect realm!
Then he naturally has the qualifications to participate in the Sword Bearing Conference.Xue Yongge said excitedly to the people around him: "I know that I guessed correctly!"
He must have been hiding in a cave every night and doing penance!
Is......
Is......
It's so good at pretending!
”………… People were surprised, and when they came to their senses, they were dissatisfied.Some people are dissatisfied because they feel that they may miss something, such as Uncle Mei Li of Qingrong Peak.Jing Jiu has successfully taken the sword, why doesn't she know this news?
She looked at Lin Wuzhi, who was smiling and silent in the distance, knowing that he had guessed in advance, her face couldn't help but become ugly, knowing that she was preempted by the other party.Some people are dissatisfied because of Jing Jiu's attitude."
You treat the elder's sword so casually, it's a little disrespectful."
There is a rare lack of smile on MCA's fat face, which is very serious.Jing Jiu glanced at him.In normal times, he wouldn't pay attention to this fat man at all, but today is the Chengjian Conference, and he feels that he should be more graceful."
This is my sword."
He didn't have much more to explain than that sentence.This is the sword he took from Sword Peak, and that is his sword.All kinds of things in the past are cut with a sword.There is no such thing as an elder's sword.He can do whatever he wants.Hearing this answer, Gu Han and Ma Hua remembered the conversation that happened in the same place.At that time, Gu Han mocked and asked Jing Jiu if he was qualified to use Uncle Mo's sword?
Jing Jiu's answer is also very simple, it is one word - there is.He is very good at ending boring conversations with a word or a sentence.Because he never hesitates to say that word or that sentence, never thinks, and has a sense of taking it for granted."
It's really upsetting."
MCA sighed.Gu Han's expression became colder and colder."
Since you have a sword, you can draw a sword?"
Guo Nanshan said.His expression was still as gentle and smiling.Ma Hua saw a slight chill in his eyes, understood what he meant, and whispered a few words to the side.Gu Han suddenly said, "Let Gu Qing go up." ”MCA was a little surprised, thinking that this would be too important to that guy.Jing Jiu's previous means of taking the sword were indeed beautiful, but after all, he was just a disciple of the sword washing, so why did he attach so much importance to it.Guo Nanshan was silent for a while and said, "That's fine." ”Since Jing Jiu is more proud than he imagined, he should suffer greater setbacks so that he can mature as soon as possible.He thought he thought so.………… The breeze is coming, and the surface of the stream is slightly chaotic.A young disciple walked into the stream from the opposite bank.The breeze lifted the sword shirt, fluttering like an immortal."
Oh, this new guy is pretty good."
The little girl from the Hanging Bell Sect said, "Although it's still not as good as the one opposite. ”The one on the other side of what she said was naturally Jing Jiu.Jing Jiu looked at the teenager with some surprise.The disciples on the riverside were also talking, because many people had never seen this young man.Some people who knew the inside story explained, and they knew that this person was the legendary Gu Qing.The disciples of Zhufeng had long known Gu Qing's identity, and there was a commotion among the cliffs.()