After seeing the remnants of a pot of white soup, Jing Jiu put on a hat, tied a cloth belt, got out of the restaurant, and walked into the carriage.This car was prepared in advance by the Gu family.The Gu family is a big clan in Nanhe Prefecture, and there are many children who practice in Qingshan, and there are still two elders who are cultivating in Tianguang Peak and Shiyue Peak respectively.As a disciple, how could Gu Qing let Jing Jiu work hard for such a trivial matter, he had already made arrangements.In the past year, Gu Qing's status in the family has faintly undergone many changes.No matter how you look at it, the first disciple of Shenmo Peak is also very promising, although it is still not as good as Gu Han's status in Qingshan, but who knows what will happen in the future, the big family will naturally not make mistakes in this kind of thing.The carriage is very large, and the layout inside is very luxurious, and the Gu family should have put a lot of thought into this car.Jing Jiu didn't understand this, but he was satisfied.Because there is a bed in the carriage, there is also a window at the top, which is inlaid with a whole piece of glass, which can let in the skylight.He untied his iron sword, wrapped in cloth, lay down on the bed, and knocked on the carriage.The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the car drove towards the outside of Yunji Town.Clouds and mist gathered from all sides and drifted through the window.He looked at the scenery in the window and was silent.He didn't go with the Qingshan Brigade, except that he didn't want to get too close to Qingrong Feng's one, there was another reason.In the northern part of Nanhe Prefecture, some time ago, a treasure light suddenly shot out, illuminating the night dome, which was a sign that there was a peerless magic weapon in the world.Some cultivators even said that there was a cave left by a real person from the previous generation, which was about to be reopened in response to the changes in the breath of heaven and earth.This kind of rumor would appear on the mainland once in a while, and it did not attract the attention of too many sects, and none of the sects that were eligible to participate in the Mei Hui had disciples, and the Qingshan Sect did not pay attention to it, even in Nanhe Prefecture.Of course, Jing Jiu knew that this rumor was false.Because the legendary real person of the previous generation is called Jingyang.However, he would still go and take a look, because there were many small sect disciples and scattered cultivators who went, and he wanted to see if that guy would show up.That guy likes to watch the hilarious the most.Back then, their brothers made this fake cave mansion, wasn't it because that guy was playful and liked to watch the excitement?
………… One evening, the carriage stopped on the south side of the mountain.Jing Jiu came down with the iron sword on his back and glanced back at the carriage.He felt that the car was really comfortable, and the cultivator would not get motion sickness, but would be able to sleep with the ups and downs of the car.The road from Namsongjeong to Sekengyek is flat and should be able to drive.Thinking like this, he said to the coachman, "Send it to Nansong Pavilion." ”The coachman didn't dare to make a sound, and nodded desperately.The twilight is getting deeper, the reckless mountains are getting darker, and occasionally a sword light can be seen lit up, and there are indeed no high-level cultivators who come to explore the treasure.Jing Jiu walked along the mountain road, and in the middle of the night, he came to a ruined temple.This place is still more than 20 miles away from that cave mansion, just outside the prohibition.The prohibition mentioned here is not a formation, but a common practice in the cultivation world of the Southern Continent, and he asked Gu Qing very clearly before leaving.When a cultivator is looking for treasures, if you are interested in treasures, you must enter a distance of twenty miles before the cave is opened, otherwise you will not be eligible to participate in the treasure sharing.This rule is obviously an imitation of the Qingshan Sect, but it is a little nondescript.Jing Jiu walked into the broken temple.There is a fire burning in the temple.More than a dozen cultivators sat around the fire.Cultivators are not afraid of cold and heat, their eyesight is far better than ordinary people, and they don't need light to walk at night, but they still light a fire.No one likes to be alone, the fire is a sign of calling for companionship, and getting together often gives courage.The firelight illuminates their faces, and the flames that move with the wind make their faces a little cloudy, and they should still be hesitating, whether to walk a few miles before the opening of the cave in the middle of the night, the problem is that it will inevitably usher in the entanglement and struggle of competitors, in case the cave is fake, wouldn't it be a loss?
More than a dozen eyes fell on Jing Jiu's body.Jing Jiu ignored it and walked to the corner and sat down.He didn't need companions and had long been accustomed to solitude.There was silence in the ruined temple, except for the sound of the flames being stirred by the mountain wind.I don't know how long it took, but an extremely loud voice came from outside the temple, diluting the tension and depression caused by the night of the broken temple."
This can't be true!
It's also a shame that they can figure it out, what else is the Beppu of Jingyang real people?
This is Nanhe Prefecture, if it is Beppu of Jingyang Zhenren, how can Qingshan Sect let people get close?
Even the Zhongzhou faction can only be avoided from afar!
It's this group of idiots who will believe it. ”Walking into the ruined temple were two monks, one old and one young, and the younger one who spoke.More than a dozen monks glared at the young monk.The young monk had a rough temperament, and he didn't notice the fire at all, and he didn't expect anyone in the temple, so he was stunned.The idiots......
These are the people who must be, right?
The young monk was very embarrassed and bowed down again and again to apologize.More than ten monks were angry and helpless, because the young monk's apology attitude was indeed very sincere, and more importantly, he and the old monk carried the old wooden drawer on their backs, dressed as penance, and knew the origin at a glance, where could they afford to offend?
I heard that the senior monk of Guocheng Temple has a good temper, so he can scold a few words to get angry, what is the point?
No one dared to do anything, accepted the apology of the young monk, got up to salute the old monk, and gave up the best position by the fire.The young monk suddenly saw Jing Jiu wearing a hat in the corner, hesitated a little, looked at it twice more before confirming, and couldn't help but scream.The old monk said helplessly: "What's the matter?
”"Oops, hey, hey, hey......"
The young monk felt that Jing Jiu was trying to hide his identity, and it was not good to point fingers at him, so he was very anxious, and said to the old monk: "Uncle, what you said is right, I am wrong." ”In his mind, since the Qingshan Sect sent Jing Jiu of the Divine End Peak, the cave mansion that opened tonight must have some origin, even if it is not Jingyang Zhenren Beppu.Jing Jiu had seen the young monk twice, but he didn't expect him to say so much, even more noisily than ten years old.In the past, he might have been a little annoyed, but now he felt a little close, and smiled at the young monk.The firelight illuminates the corner of the hat.The young monk put his hands on his chest, thinking that it was really as rumored, what a beautiful sight."
Senior Brother Jing......
No, Uncle Jing......
Why are you here, is it the cave house tonight?
”His voice was so low that the other cultivators in the temple didn't notice.Jing Jiu shook his head.The young monk was still ready to say something.The old monk came over and said, "Shut up. ”The young monk sighed and closed his mouth, thinking to himself that he and this Uncle Qingshan were indeed a little at odds, and he was forced to practice the Silent Meditation every time he saw him.Seeing this picture, Jing Jiu thought to himself if he should learn the Closed Mouth Zen and pass it on to the ten years old in two years.()