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Chapter 729: The silver bell jingles, and the meaning is different


Nan Forget snorted, raised his head and looked at Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui, the pity in his eyes had changed back to indifference, and said: "You don't have to sympathize with him, maybe he thinks it's better and can save a lot of trouble." ”For example, you don't need to take a bath, you don't need to eat, you don't need to satisfy your desires, such as many things, but ......

What's the difference between that and a dead man?"

Zenzi also said that day, maybe he was just reluctant to cut off all the causes and effects of Jingyang."

Nan Forget continued: "This body is his last connection with his previous life, and his soul instinctively wants to come back, so naturally he doesn't want to wake up over there. ”Don't want everything in your previous life to disappear, so you can't wake up in this life?

This statement is a bit too mysterious, but Zenzi once discussed the Tao with Jingyang Zhenren for a hundred days, and he knows the most about reincarnation, and his opinion should be the closest to the truth."

But......

There's no going back. ”Liu Shi-year-old looked at the stone couch and said sadly.The corpse on the stone couch was full of deep and shallow wounds, soaked in immortal qi for many years, and could not be repaired at all."

This cave has been hidden by him for so many years, which shows that he has never really given up, but he knows that he will inevitably face the final choice one day."

Nan Forget said: "That's why he left that black card, and he didn't want to hand it over to us directly, and he had to make a hand at Xuantian Sect......

"Choice is the most difficult thing, even if you give the right to choose to the most trusted person, it won't become easier or more, but the heaviness will be passed on."

Zhao Layue and Liu were in a very heavy mood at this time when they were ten years old, what should they do?

The sound of silver bells suddenly sounded in the quiet cave.Ah Da kept staring at the futon, not the sound of the silver bell around its neck.The sound came from Nanwang, the crisp sound of silver bracelets and silver ornaments hitting each other.There was no wind in the cave, but her clothes floated.An indescribable savage aura emanated from her body, followed by countless flower-like flames.That savage aura was not very subtle, but it seemed to come from ancient times, and there was an inexplicable sense of sacredness.The heat wave emitted by those flames was not very formidable, but it had a magma-like heaviness.She used the Nanban Divine Technique.Zhao Layue guessed what she was going to do, her expression changed slightly, but she didn't stop it.Under the incredulous gaze of Liu Shiying, those flower-like flames fell on the stone couch and fell on the remains of Jingyang Zhenren.Snort.The corpse that had been lying in the cave for more than a hundred years, without the slightest change, burned like this, and turned to ashes in a very short time.There was no impurity in those ashes, nor was there any discoloration, they were pure white, like snow, more like extremely fine jade chips that had been sharpened by the Qingshan Sword Array.Suddenly, a wind came from the mountain, stirring the ashes on the stone couch, turning into countless light smokes, which dissipated into the air.Looking at the scene in front of them, Zhao Layue and Liu's ten-year-old hearts were full of amazement, as if they were saying goodbye to the most important existence in their lives, but they had never seen before.Nan Wangwei sneered and said: "If you die, you will die, and you should be wiped out, why bother to give up, and make so many mysteries." ”After saying this, she put her hands together and walked towards the outside of the cave.Ah Da sniffed the futon, waged his tail, and turned to follow.Silver bells rang in front and silver bells in the back, echoing in the quiet and long passages, mingling with the sound of the river that could not see the light of day, as if summoning spirits.………… There has always been a legend in Qingshan that there are ghosts in Sword Peak.Because that mountain peak is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, because of those fierce sword intents, because of those sword embryos that fly out of the rocks on their own from time to time, the formation of this legend is easy to understand.In fact, the current owner of this Sword Peak is indeed a ghost.In the sword book of the Qingshan Sect, the sword ghost and the sword spirit mean the same thing.When Jingyang Zhenren's last contact in this world disappeared, the clouds and mist of Sword Peak also dispersed for a moment, ushering in a bright sunshine.The sun illuminated the crumbling rocks and the cliff face.Ping Yongjia, who was sitting in the cliff cave, didn't know where she had gone.………… The sun was really strong, Ping Yongjia couldn't help but squint her eyes, hesitated for a long time, and then pushed open the wooden door in front of her, and saw the small bridge head-on.As a true invisible sword body, it didn't take him long to come to Ohara City from Qingshan, but he could only run on the ground like he did back then, and his speed would only be slower than Jing Jiu.As for the Qingshan disciples in the valley, they didn't even feel his arrival.He walked slowly up the little bridge toward the other side of the stream, and his steps were very light, lighter than the wind, and he made no sound.On the other side of the round window of the meditation room, Xilai was holding the corpse of Yin Feng and facing the lake to understand the sword, and suddenly turned around and looked over.Ping Yongjia can hide everyone's perception, but she can't hide it from him.Xilai's gaze fell on Ping Yongjia's somewhat pale face, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had seen the strangest thing in the world.Hearing the sound of coming from the west, Yuan Qu rushed into the meditation room as fast as he could, and the gray, zigzag strange sword followed, making a buzzing sound, aiming at Ping Yongjia's back.Zhuo Rusui didn't know when he appeared under the corridor, the boat swallowing sword rested quietly on his lap, and the Chengtian sword intent had been woven into a dense array, blocking the entrance to the meditation room.Obviously they are from the same family, but they are so vigilant about the arrival of Ping Yongjia, even above the west."

You've been doubting me."

Ping Yongjia stood under the bridge and said with a look of grievance: "But have you thought about it, you doubt me on the premise of doubting Master?"

”If it weren't for the suspicion that Ping Yongjia would take the opportunity to take Jing Jiu's current body, how could Zhao Layue have been refusing to return to Qingshan?

How could the Three Thousand Courtyard suddenly become an annex of the Castle Peak Sect?

Yuan Qu didn't speak, and his expression was a little embarrassed.It's a bit embarrassing.Zhuo Rusui sighed and said, "Even if we believe you, it's useless, those two senior aunts are not here, and they come back to rectify me afterwards, how can I withstand it?"

”It took Ping Yongjia a great deal of courage to dare to leave Qingshan and come here, how could she be willing to leave, and shouted into the meditation room: "Master, they suspect that you are a bad person!"

”Zhuo Rusui and Yuan Qu were anxious, thinking to themselves, even if everyone thinks like this, how can you say it?

Ping Yongjia ignored them and continued to shout: "They always think that after you failed to ascend, you were forced to turn to the sword, and you forcibly took my body......

So now they're worried that I'm going to get this body back. ”Zhuo Rusui couldn't care about anything anymore, stood up and shouted: "What are you shouting!"

There are outsiders here!

Listen to them all!

”Ping Yongjia still ignored him and continued to shout: "I really forgot all the things before, when I first knew where I came from, I even had this kind of suspicion, but ......

But......

I don't think that was the case at the time. ”Zhuo Rusui thought to himself, do you think there is a fart!

If the real person in charge didn't beat you out of the sword of all things back then, how could you turn the sword to life?"

Surely not so anyway!"

The more Ping Yongjia thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and there was more crying in her voice.............

"Of course not. ”A calm voice came from the meditation room.The Three Thousand Courtyard became silent, Zhuo Rusui and Yuan Qu were shocked and speechless, Ping Yongjia opened her mouth, not knowing what to say, not because there was a deep meaning in this sentence, although it was indeed very meaningful, but because this sentence was said by Jing Jiu.Jing Jiu walked out of the meditation room, his black hair like a waterfall scattered behind him, unspeakably beautiful, like a person in a dream.No matter where you live, it's a big dream.You can't wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, and you can't wake up a person who doesn't know that he is in a dream.The whole world woke up.Whether it was those flowers in the lotus pond or the three disciples who turned into ice sculptures.Zhuo Rusui hurriedly got out of the way.Yuanqu handed over a cloth belt as fast as he could.Gu Qing remembered the scene in Qingtianjian very clearly, and he explained it to him very clearly.Jing Jiu took the cloth belt, tied up his black hair at will, looked at Ping Yongjia and said, "What are you thinking?"

”Ping Yongjia woke up from the surprise, listened to the master's words and felt even more aggrieved, pointing at Zhuo Rusui and Yuan Qu for a long time speechless, thinking that the senior brothers were thinking, what does it matter to me?

Jing Jiu ignored him, turned around and went to the lake, and stretched out his right hand to the west.Xilai handed over the yin phoenix in his arms.Yin Feng's corpse was held by him for several days, and there was still residual warmth.Jing Jiu raised his hand and threw Yin Feng's corpse into the sky.The phoenix suddenly dispersed into countless light particles, faintly forming a large bird, its tail feathers became shorter, but its wings were longer, like a phoenix in a painting.The light particles rubbed against the air, bringing up countless flames, and gradually disappeared into the sky, like a phoenix that had gone to another world.Jing Jiu retracted his gaze, glanced at the middle-aged man beside him, and said, "Not bad." ”Nishi said, "It's okay. ”Jing Jiu said, "Come?

”West said, "Wait for me for three days." ”Zhuo Rusui, Yuanqu and Ping Yongjia also rushed to the lake, and when they heard this conversation, they thought to themselves, do you still want to go to bathe and burn incense and change clothes?"

I don't have much faith, give me three days to prepare for the aftermath."

Xilai smiled and said, "However, the feeling of not having faith is a very interesting thing for me, so I think I should be able to kill you." ”Jing Jiu had an appreciative look in his eyes and said, "You have some meaning now." ”Zhuo Rusui thought to himself, do you two of the most boring people in the world know what it means?

Xilai left Sanqianyuan, leaving a few breezes back and forth on the lake.Jing Jiu put his hand into the wind and found that he still didn't feel anything, thinking that it was really boring.()