The night when it rains is the deepest, the clouds are very thick and heavy, there is no starlight, and there is darkness everywhere.Jing Jiu stood on the top of Bihu Peak, silently, and the night wind stirred the white clothes, and he didn't make a sound.Unlike the rest of the peaks, the top of Bihu Peak is very gentle, and the area is very large, and there is a blue lake in the middle.This is where the name Bihu Peak comes from.There is an island in the middle of the lake, and there is a palace on the island, which looks quite cold in the rainstorm.That palace was not the residence of the Lord of Bihu Peak, there was another owner.Jing Jiu looked at the palace quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.The nine peaks of Qingshan are extremely strictly guarded, and Bihu Peak is even more strict because of this palace, and there are sword formations everywhere between the peaks.For some reason, those sword formations seemed to be non-existent to Jing Jiu, allowing him to easily reach the peak without alarming anyone.If he is a strong man in the Sea Breaking Realm, there may be some possibilities, but he is just a young disciple who has just entered the artistic conception, why can he do this?
The Qingshan Great Array left a passage in the night sky at the top of Bihu Peak, which was like an opening.Torrential rain continued to fall from the night sky, and countless lightning bolts lit up the night sky from time to time, falling on the island in the middle of the blue lake, as if to split the palace to pieces.The sound of rain is intensive, the blue lake rolls up snow waves, but those thunders and lightning disappear silently, as if they were swallowed by that palace, and the picture looks extremely weird.Looking at the island in the rainstorm, Jing Jiu's expression was a little solemn.From the mountain village to the South Song Pavilion to the Xijian Creek to the Shenmo Peak, no matter what kind of people or what kind of things he encountered, he was very calm.Tonight was clearly unusual.He knew that that palace was the secret place of the Qingshan Sect to nourish the soul with thunder.This palace is guarded by no Qingshan disciples, because the white ghost, one of the four major guards of Qingshan......
Stay here.The torrential rain was getting heavier and heavier, but the number of lightning flashes was gradually decreasing, and Jing Jiu walked towards the blue lake.With his current state, he can already step on the lake, but he won't do it.That might be seen by the disciples of Bihu Peak who returned from the sword.The more important reason is that he doesn't want to alarm the other party in advance.Back then, he flowed out of the stone wall with the stream and landed in the lake, and learned a trick, a little clumsy, but it did work.But now he doesn't have to hold a heavy rock.He slowly sank to the bottom of the lake like a stone and walked forward.The lake was getting deeper and deeper, but his steps were still so steady, and he didn't make any sound, and even the water around him didn't change much.The fish that swam in the rainstorm didn't seem to notice his existence.As time passed, his speed became slower and slower, and his expression became more and more solemn.He clearly felt that there was a coercion in front of him, like a god.The closer you get to the island, the more terrifying the coercion becomes.The lake began to become shallower, and the occasional white glow from the lightning above could be seen.He landed on the island in the middle of the lake, and the night sky above was the passage opened by the Qingshan Great Array.The rainstorm here is heavier, the night is darker, and the more you can feel the terrifying power of the thunder and lightning that falls from time to time.That coercion did not come from the heavenly vault.Jingjiu blends in with the torrential rain.He looked silently at the palace not far away.This is the place where the town guards live, and the disciples of Bihu Peak are not allowed to trespass, so there are many wild things living on the island.In the rainstorm, some sounds can still be faintly heard, and there is a lot of green glow on the trees.Jing Jiu knew that those were not mountain ghosts, but wild cats.The wild cats, wet from the rain, were licking their bodies in vain, not noticing his arrival.Looking at the palace in the rain, Jing Jiu took a step forward.He made sure he didn't make any sound.He wasn't breathing, and the step happened to be in the interval of his heartbeat.However, a gaze fell on him.Was it discovered so early?
It seems that in this negotiation, he is destined to fall behind.Jing Jiu thought so and looked at the place.At this moment, there was a loud bang in the night sky.A coarse bolt of lightning fell, illuminating the entire palace.There's a window in a corner.A white cat lies on a windowsill.There was no rain there, but its fur was still wet.The white cat's fur is very long, and when it gets wet by the rain, it tangles into tufts and is a little ugly.But if you look at it for a long time, sometimes you will have some kind of illusion, those tufts of hairs are a sword.The white cat squinted and looked a little lazy, very harmless.But its pupils radiate an extremely bewitching light, like the most unreal illusion, and like a bottomless abyss, which makes people want to fall into it.If it was an ordinary Qingshan disciple, being stared at by this pair of demonic cat eyes, I was afraid that I would be directly scared and fainted.Jing Jiu didn't, but his expression was very solemn.At the beginning of Yunxing Peak, Zuo Yi was a master of the Wuzhang realm, but he still couldn't discover his existence, and was directly killed by his sneak attack.The white cat spotted him easily."
Long time no see."
Jing Jiu looked at the white cat and said.Between the rainstorms, there was occasional thunder, and his voice was small and completely muffled, but he knew that the other party could hear it.The white cat squinted, twisted his head, and adjusted his posture to make sure that he was lying more comfortably, and didn't seem to hear Jing Jiu's words.Jing Jiu continued: "Who was that Thunder Soul Wood given to by Thunder Breaking Cloud?
”The white cat yawned silently, looking very lazy.Jing Jiu knew that this was an illusion, and the other party had already moved his mind and might make a move at any time.With his current realm, it is impossible for this white cat to be the opponent at all, and he doesn't even have room to fight back.From time to time, lightning illuminates the palace.The danger is imminent.Torrential rain is falling right in front of your eyes.Through the waterfall-like rain, Jing Jiu quietly looked at it on the windowsill and said, "You are not surprised by my appearance, it seems that you have already known about this matter."
Yes, among the four of you, you are the most delicate and sensitive and vigilant, and the three of them may not have noticed, but how could you not be aware of such a big thing. ”The white cat turned its head slowly, and its gaze fell on him."
I already have the answer, I just wanted to check with you tonight."
Jing Jiu said: "I admit it, I am indeed a little unwilling. ”The white cat's eyes showed mockery and coldness, as if to say: You also have today?"
Four years ago, you watched me have an accident, didn't you think what would happen if I didn't die?"
Jing Jiu said: "Use your bones to sharpen the sword, how about this ending?"
”The white cat stared at him, its tail slowly erected, exploding in all directions, like autumn reeds in the wetland, beautiful and terrifying.The thunder and lightning in the night sky fell more rapidly, the torrential rain intensified, and the breath of heaven and earth was extremely chaotic.()