When Jing Jiu returned to Shenmo Peak, the white cat had already woken up.Bihu Peak was so big that it couldn't continue to nap.It is its responsibility to guard the Thunder Soul Wood, and now Liu Ci can't give it a substitute.After confirming that Jing Jiu did not take the Thunder Soul Wood, it was relieved.When the cat wakes up, other people will gradually wake up, and Jiufeng is the same.Thinking like this, Jing Jiu stretched out his finger and left a letter for Zhao Layue on the cliff, and then sat on the sword and left.The sword fell outside the town.The restaurant in Yunji Town closed early again, just for the pot of white soup in the box.The Gu family's carriage stopped in front of the restaurant, no matter how many years it was, it was for that one person.The wheels crushed the bluestone pavement with a slight sound.Jing Jiu leaned on the mat, holding the Hatsuko sword, looking at the slowly sweeping scenery outside the window, and he didn't know what he was thinking.The white cat got out of his sleeve, looked up and sniffed, to make sure that he really smelled of other cats, and rubbed it casually.With such a rub, it felt that Jing Jiu's realm had made a breakthrough improvement, and quickly rubbed it seriously.It regretted it a little, how could it be deceived by Jing Jiu in the realm of Cheng Realm back then......
He should eat it in one bite while he is weak, and he doesn't even need to drink a sip of lake water.Jing Jiu knew what it was thinking, and reached out and touched its head as a sign of comfort.The white cat didn't dodge, squinted his eyes to enjoy, and suddenly looked at the first son sword he was holding in his arms, a little surprised.Is this going to refine Nan Chao's sword back into his own?
Then why don't you do it in Yunxingfeng, but you have to come out?
You just hold it in your arms, aren't you worried that Cosmic Edge will be jealous?
It suddenly thought of a possibility, its eyes changed suddenly, and it meowed at Jing Jiu with some anxiety.I've seen those crumpled pieces of paper in Guocheng Temple!
You want Taiping Zhenren to be reincarnated as a sword, so there will be the later change of the West Sea......
What do you mean by carrying the Hatsuko Sword with you like this now?
Do you want to use it to lure real people out?
Jing Jiu snorted.The white cat suddenly became anxious and meowed several times.The most I can do is hit that bird, and then add a Xuanyinzi, but I can't do it!
Jing Jiu ignored it and continued to look out the window at the scenery that slowly swept back.Suddenly, there were a few cat meows outside the window.It should be a wild cat that listened to Ah Da's terrible cry and thought it was harmonious.It was supposed to be a female cat.Jing Jiu thought to himself.Elder Ah Da was ashamed and angry, and scratched his face, bringing out a flash of fire.………… The Hanging Bell Sect is on the shore of Dawn Lake, which is a large lake surrounded by the East Ridge.There are countless mountains in the East Ridge, and it looks the same after dark, and if there is no starlight, it is easy for cultivators to get lost.Tonight, the clouds obscure the stars, and the bonfire in a certain mountain is even more eye-catching.It was a ruined temple, and the light of the campfire was shining through the broken windows and doors.From time to time, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and one after another cultivators fell down, walked into the temple, saluted each other, and of course, first reported to their homes."
Sanqing Sect Chu Daoren.""
Longhu Mountain scattered cultivation Gan.""
Xuantian Sect He Chi.""
Zihaomen Wu doesn't know."………… The people who appeared in the Night Temple tonight were all representatives of small sects and scattered cultivators who went to the Pure Heart Conference.They need to be on such occasions to communicate with each other and to understand the current situation in the spiritual world.The bonfire of the Barren Mountain Night Temple is the signal for the summoning.In the corner of the ruined temple sat a man with a hat and a slight tremor in his sleeves, not knowing what his hands were doing in it.Someone said, "I thought this year's Pure Heart Conference was going to be postponed. ”Everyone knows that the Hanging Bell Sect's Pure Heart Conference this time is nominally to invite fellow practitioners in the cultivation world to appreciate the famous bell, and at the same time to celebrate the birthday of the old lady, but in fact, it has other intentions.The entire Chaotian Continent was waiting for that spring rain, no one dared to act rashly before that, even the Zhongzhou faction had sealed the mountain, why did the old lady insist on holding it on schedule?"
Obviously, the old lady wants to settle this matter first when no one dares to move."
Wu of the Zihao Sect didn't know and said: "Yunmeng Sealing Mountain, I heard that the powerhouses of the Qingshan Sect are also in retreat, who will pay attention to the affairs of the Hanging Bell Sect?"
”The man in front asked, "What is the attitude of the Qingshan Sect?"
”Wu Buzhi said: "Qingshan Sect will definitely send someone, but after all, it is the Hanging Bell Sect's own business, even if the old lady is ......
It's a little confused, and it's hard to say anything. ”"Qingshan Sect has always supported Sect Master Chen, could it be that she is watching something happen to her?""
Righteous leader, how can you dictate the sectarian affairs of other families?""
It's ridiculous, if you can't even manage the affairs of other sects, then what kind of righteous leader is you?""
Brother Dao's words may be reasonable, but the current situation of Qingshan Sect is special, I am afraid that it will wait and see."
At this time, footsteps sounded outside the temple, and a group of cultivators were a little surprised, thinking to themselves that with such a deep mountain and barren range, could there still be ordinary people appearing?
What walked into the temple was the old and young monks who had several encounters with Jing Jiu.The old monk is getting older and older, and his wrinkles are deeper, and it seems that he has worked hard in the snow field all these years.The young monk was no longer younger, his expression was much calmer, and it seemed that he did not need to practice the meditation of closing his mouth anymore.Everyone looked at the medicine box behind them, and guessed that they were the medical monks of Guocheng Temple, and quickly got up and saluted, and gave up the position by the campfire.The second monk politely refused, and went to sit in the corner to rest.For some reason, the ruined temple became much quieter, and the bonfire was blown by the night wind, making a whirring sound.The Sanxiu surnamed Gan in Longhu Mountain suddenly stood up, laughed at himself and said, "It seems that I still won't participate in this Pure Heart Conference." ”After saying this, he actually left.The ruined temple was still quiet.The cultivators knew why Gan had left, and they were a little uneasy.In the past countless years, whenever something major happened in the cultivation world, Guocheng Temple would send monks to treat the wounded and save people.This kind of thing has happened too many times, and it has gradually formed a stereotype in the hearts of practitioners, as long as you see the monks of Guocheng Temple on occasions that do not need to be presented, it means that something big will inevitably happen later, and even the monks of Guocheng Temple have gradually become an ominous symbol in the hearts of some practitioners.The old lady of the Hanging Bell Sect has always disliked monks, and the Pure Heart Conference never invites Guocheng Temple, and the monks of Guocheng Temple listen to the bell and Buddhist scriptures, and do not need bells to clear their hearts, why do these two monks want to participate in the Pure Heart Conference?
Naturally, there is only one explanation, Guocheng Temple feels that something will definitely happen at this Pure Heart Conference......
The practitioners all respect the monks of Guocheng Temple, but none of them want to be healed by them, let alone be overtaken by them......
No matter how good the bell at the Pure Heart Conference is, no matter how cheap the price is, it is not worth it, so that Gan surnamed Sanxiu will leave with a wry smile.Thinking of this possibility, everyone felt helpless, and decided to keep a low profile when the Pure Heart Conference, and if there was a mess, they must hide as far away as possible.Naturally, everyone didn't discuss the interest of the Hanging Bell Sect anymore, and talked about the matter that the cultivation world was most concerned about now.............
"If that matter really settles in a few years, who will take over as the head of the Qingshan Sect?"
”"That must be Lord Sword Law."
Hearing this answer, most of the cultivators nodded their heads again and again, taking it for granted.At that time, the Qingshan Sect only had a great thing in the Heavenly Realm, Yuan Qijing, who had the highest seniority and the most important position, and of course he was the best candidate for the head of the real person.Wu didn't know but had a different opinion, and said: "The position of the sword law of the Qingshan Sect is extremely important, if the Yuan Patriarch takes over as the head, who will be the sword law?"
The most important thing is that Tianguang Peak and Shangde Peak have been facing each other for many years, and Liu Ci Zhenren is definitely unwilling to accept Yuan Patriarch as the head, and those young disciples of Liangwang Peak are extremely murderous, and they are really going to make trouble, even if there is no major incident, it is not good-looking on the face.Moreover, the patriarch has entered the late autumn, and he is afraid that he will have to think hard about the method of liberation, and he may not be interested in being the leader. ”Someone felt justified and said worriedly: "But besides Lord Sword Law, who else can serve the public?"
”Wu Buzhi said: "You haven't seen the battle of the West Sea with your own eyes, Guangyuan Zhenren, the lord of Shiyue Peak, once killed an elder of the West Sea Breaking Sea Realm in an instant above the sea, and stopped Bu Qiuxiao, the lord of Yimao Zhai, with a single sword, it is rumored that he has already been at the peak of breaking the sea, and is expected to reach the sky, I think it should be this one." ”Someone said: "If according to the realm theory, the former peak master Fang Jingtian is also the peak of breaking the sea, and it is expected to break the realm, it is said that he is now in retreat and penance, and when he cut down the West Sea, he did not go, and was responsible for sitting in Qingshan, which shows the trust and reliance of Liu Ci Zhenren on it, and it is impossible to say that the name of this person will be in the edict." ”These cultivators naturally didn't know that Fang Jingtian had been imprisoned in the hidden peak by the Yuan Riding Whale, and he couldn't get out of the sky until he reached the sky.Someone said again: "The sword comes out of the green mountain, and Yunxing Peak is the sword peak, is there no hope for the peak master?"
”Who will be the next head of Qingshan, this is the most concerned thing in the entire Chaotian Continent, compared to it, anything else is a trivial matter.The discussion was very lively, and the words were full of concern and worry.The cultivators were really concerned and worried about this matter, because no one wanted something to happen to the Qingshan Sect.The green mountains are in chaos, what should the world do?
The light of the fire shone on the hat.The man listened quietly to the discussion, without looking up or speaking."
Alas......
No matter who takes over as the head of Qingshan, it is impossible to shine the world with a sword like Liu Ci Zhenren, and everything does not dare to come out. ”The discussion of the crowd came to an abrupt end because of this emotion, and there was an indescribable atmosphere in the ruined temple.Yes, that spring rain will come.The Zhongzhou faction has closed the mountain for three years, which is equivalent to saying that there is still one year?
These cultivators in the temple were from small sects, or they were casual cultivators, and they couldn't be compared with a behemoth like the Qingshan Sect at all, and they couldn't reach each other, but they couldn't help but feel a little stunned when they thought that the great thing would leave like this.Because of this sense of abruptness, before the morning light rose, people left one after another.The man in the hat got up, walked up to the two monks, and asked, "Who do you think is better to be the head of Qingshan?"
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