There are some problems with Ping Yongjia's origin.Those files that seem simple and don't have any strange things are as clean as Jing Jiu used to be, and that's the problem.When he first entered Qingshan, that problem would naturally not be noticed, and when Shang Defeng began to pay attention to this problem, it was inconvenient for Chi Yan to continue to investigate, because his identity was no longer the same.He is the eldest son of Shenmo Peak, the closed disciple of the head of the real person, and now he has a very prominent identity - the master of Sword Peak.There are many Qingshan disciples who feel unconvinced, and feel that Ping Yongjia is completely relying on the real person in charge to sit in this position, and what kind of ability is it to sleep on the sword peak every day?
It is a few years to be able to sleep in the sword peak full of fierce sword intent, in fact, this is really a great ability.Not to mention that Guangyuan Zhenren, Nan Wang, and others saw with their own eyes what he did.The countless flying swords that formed the Qingshan Sword Formation were now only obeying his will, and even the sword light that swept across the world followed his fingertips.When the crisis of extinction was lifted and the gap in the sea was filled, Ping Yongjia began to sleep again.People thought he was exhausted to the extreme, and only Zhao Layue and Qing'er knew that he was pretending to be asleep.Yunxing Peak in the twilight does not have the appearance of a sword, it looks like a somewhat awkward bonsai, the passage to the peak has been sealed, and the more terrifying ban is the pair of indifferent eyes from a distance.The corpse dog has been staring at this place.Yuan Qu came to the bottom of the peak, looked at the depths of the clouds and mist, was silent for a while, and walked in.His identity was also a little special, and the elder disciples of Yun Xingfeng naturally didn't dare to stop him, and the corpse dog in the distance also chose to ignore it.Passing through the steep cliffs, skimming over the crumbling stones of the previous day, and listening to the sound of the iron eagle in the heights, he came to the highest point of the Sword Peak and looked at the cliff face.There were three holes in the cliff, and one person could sit in each hole.As of today, the Qingshan Sect only has three formless sword bodies.Ping Yongjia opened her eyes, looked at him and said happily, "Senior brother, are you here?"
Yuan Qu said: "Since you are pretending to be asleep, you should pretend to be serious, what are you going to do when you wake up?"
”Ping Yongjia said: "I have thought about it for more than ten days, but I still feel uneasy, senior brother, your sword is the most suitable for making a sword rope, and the Qimei sword technique is very good, can you trouble you to lock me up?"
”Yuan Qu looked at him like a fool and muttered, "I knew it was like this." ”Ping Yongjia looked at him with anticipation and said, "Senior brother, where is your sword?"
”Yuan Qu said: "I didn't bring a sword at all, didn't I see that I came up?"
”Ping Yongjia was anxious and said, "Since you know that I ask you to do something, how can you not bring a sword?"
”Yuan Qu sneered and said, "I know that you are going to make a mistake, but my senior brother can still mess around with you?"
”Ping Yongjia hugged her head and said bitterly: "You don't know what I'm afraid of. ”Yuan Qu took two steps forward, directly pulled away his palm, stared into his eyes and said, "Then what are you afraid of?"
”Ping Yongjia was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "When I was a child, I thought I was an ordinary disciple with mediocre talent, and it was only because of good luck that I was appointed by my master and aunt to bring me to Shenmo Peak that year. ”Yuan Qu knew the past very well, and said with emotion: "You really had a big heart back then. ”Ping Yongjia raised her head, looked at him innocently and said, "How do I know what my master and aunt are thinking, it wasn't until I slept in Sword Peak for a few years and cultivated an invisible sword body that I realized that my talent was good." ”Yuan Qu said with some complicated emotions: "It's not good......"
"Later, in Chaoge City, those swords flew around me, and I began to mumble in my heart......
Just because I don't say it doesn't mean I don't know weirdness, and I'm not stupid. ”Ping Yongjia looked at the morning light on the horizon, her face was full of dazed emotions, and after a pause, she continued: "Until a few days ago, Master and Uncle destroyed the Qingshan Sword Formation, and at that moment I felt extremely strange, as if I could know what these swords were thinking, and then, Master......
You know......
I was surprised and delighted, thinking that I was a sword demon like my master......
But ......"
He retracted his gaze, looked at Yuan Qu pitifully and said: "Senior brother, I am not a sword demon, I seem to be a ...... of ten thousand people" Yuan Qu reached out like lightning, covered his mouth, looked around vigilantly, and said, "Don't say it." ”Ping Yongjia nodded again and again, and after Yuan Qu withdrew his hand, he lowered his voice and said: "I know what Master is thinking, I can even let Master go, there seems to be some kind of connection between me and his old man, I am really scared ......"
Yuan Qu stared at his eyes and said, "What is Master's situation now." ”Ping Yongjia thought for a long time and said, "I don't know how to describe it, it seems that I can't wake up." ”Yuan Qu patted him on the head and said, "What do you say?"
”Ping Yongjia said aggrievedly: "But that's really the case, that's why I'm afraid." ”Yuan Qu took a deep breath, looked at the ordinary face of the little junior brother in the morning light, and said slowly, "What are you afraid of?"
”Ping Yongjia lowered her head and said, "I'm afraid......
I will occupy the master's body. ”I don't know what to think, he quickly raised his head, waved his hands again and again, and said, "I'm not saying that I have such a big rebellious thought, but I'm afraid that if I get close to the master, that kind of connection will directly suck me over......"
"Where is this thought so rebellious?"
”A gray flying sword staggered down between the cliffs.The Boat Swallowing Sword was already known for its appearance like a fallen leaf and listlessness, but this time it was hit hard in the process of the immortal's incarnation, and its action was even slower.Just like Zhuo Rusui at this moment, his eyelids drooped even more than in previous years, and he didn't seem to wake up at all.He walked up to Ping Yongjia and uncovered the astonishing fact without care, and said: "If you are really the sword spirit of the sword of all things, that body is originally yours, and the real person in charge is dead, and you will only return it to its original owner." ”Yuanqu was very helpless, thinking that if you want to say this kind of thing, can you say it?
Asked Ping Yongjia with his eyes, why is this guy here too?"
I'll ask Senior Brother Zhuo to come up with some ideas, if Senior Brother your sword can't lock me."
Ping Yongjia rubbed her hands a little nervously, and several sword intents naturally floated out, leaving a few traces between the cliffs.Zhuo Rusui looked at the traces of sword intent between the cliffs and said, "If you are really the sword spirit of the sword of all things, it is impossible for any sword rope to lock you." ”Yuanqu was even more helpless, thinking that you are still talking about it?"
So what to do?
Don't say anything like that of a bastard about returning things to their rightful owners, I'm sure I won't do that!
”Ping Yongjia said with a bitter face: "Otherwise......
You killed me?
”Zhuo Rusui said angrily: "Such a bloody and ruthless thing, don't talk about us, even Zhao Layue can't do it." ”Ping Yongjia's head hung lower, her voice deepened, and she muttered, "I know that Senior Aunt wants to kill me." ”Zhuo Rusui said: "Zhao Layue will not kill you because of what you didn't do, she is just observing your weaknesses and making sure that when you threaten the head, she can kill you as soon as possible." ”If Ping Yongjia really went to Ohara City, he would definitely see a blood-colored sword light, even if the Fu Si Sword had been broken into two at this time.This is why Zhao Layue refused to take Jing Jiu back to Qingshan.Suddenly, the morning light shattered, and the three huge sword boats left the cliff on the bank of Xijian Creek and headed for the northwest.A sword book broke through the clouds and came to the cliff."
The head is in Ohara Castle."
Yuan Qu retracted his gaze, looked at Ping Yongjia and said, "You should know that it is." ”Ping Yongjia was a little nervous and said, "If my aunt doesn't bring my master back, how dare I say where he is?"
”"You......"
Zhuo Rusui pointed at him twice, not knowing what to say, stepping on the swallowing boat sword and preparing to leave.Yuan Qu said: "I left the sword on Shenmo Peak, and I still have some things to bring, you take me over to clean up." ”Zhuo Rusui stretched out his hand and pulled him to the sword and floated away.Ping Yongjia jumped down from the cliff cave, waved at the sword light in the sky, and shouted loudly: "I don't dare to go over, don't forget to tell Master that he is an old man, I miss him very much." ”………… Three huge sword boats descended outside Ohara Castle and unceremoniously expropriated the manor and the villa in the mountains, as well as the beautiful lotus pond.The cooperation of the imperial court was also extremely fast, and the Divine Guard Army closed the mountain overnight, blocking the curious eyes and footsteps of ordinary people.Immediately afterwards, more buildings rose on both sides of the mountain stream outside the Sanqian Temple, just like the street in the Song City back then.Guangyuan Zhenren and Nan Forget were recuperating in their respective courtyards, and Elder Qingshan and his disciples surrounded the nunnery.The warm red twilight shrouded the small bridge and the flowing water, making the lonely grave less desolate.Zhao Layue sat on the shore of the lake, holding the Fusi Sword in her right hand and slowly refining, her eyes fell on the burning lake, not knowing what she was thinking.I don't know how long it took, but she let go of her hands, but the Firth sword was still two.She got up and inserted the two severed swords back into her waist, and returned to the meditation room through the round window, confirming that Jing Jiu showed no signs of waking up, and that Bai Zao was also like the past hundred years.Walking out of the meditation room, stepping on the small bridge, looking at Xilai sitting in the twilight, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "Can you be more particular?"
”Xilai was holding Yin Feng's corpse and feeling the knife intent in the meantime, and was slightly stunned when he heard this, and asked, "What's the matter?"
”Zhao Layue pointed to the corpse of the Yin Phoenix in his arms and said, "No matter what, it was guarded by Qingshan before it was born, and you let it die without liberation, and it was also used to understand the sword......
I don't care, but if the Qingshan disciples outside the courtyard see it, do you think they won't go crazy?
”There are many crazy people like her among the disciples of Qingshan, otherwise there would not be such a famous mantra, if they look at the picture on the bridge, they are really enthusiastic, where can they take care of the safety of the real person in charge, they will definitely rush in directly.Even if he is the peerless powerhouse of the number one in the way of the sword, how can he stop the entire Qingshan Sect from going crazy?
Xilai thought about it, felt that this was reasonable, and got off the small bridge with the body of Yin Feng, walked through the meditation room, and went to the lake to sit and continue to learn the sword.No matter how you look at this picture, it's a little weird and scary.There was a sudden knock on the wooden door of the Sanzen Temple, and then it was pushed open.Yuan Qu walked in with an iron kettle and a few teacups.Zhuo Rusui followed behind with a steaming hot pot, his face full of loveless expression.()