One of the most famous things in the private evaluation of Jing Jiu by the disciples of Shenmo Peak is that the sword is ruthless and does not talk much.His words were really few, so when the door of the meditation room was not opened for a long time, Zhao Layue and the others felt a little strange and had a lot of speculation.Could it be that he wanted to trick the young head of the Graceless Sect into a man of the green mountains?
Liu was ten years old and suddenly felt that Gongzi asked him to learn swords from Xilai in order to take Peng Lang under his door."
Wouldn't it?
After all, he was in charge. ”He looked at Zhao Layue and asked in a low voice.Zhao Layue said: "Think about Zen. ”Liu was ten years old and the rest of the people suddenly realized.Back then, Zen Zi once asked Jingyang Zhenren for 100 days in Shenmo Peak, and since then, the cultivation community has thought that Jingyang Zhenren and Zen Zi have a half-master friendship, and the relationship between Guocheng Temple and Qingshan Sect is ordinary, and there is a reason for this only to look at Shenmo Peak differently."
Do you want to talk for a hundred days this time?"
Zhuo Rusui yawned and said, "Then should we go to sleep first?"
”The stars are in the sky and the lake, the night is so quiet, there is no sound in the meditation room, it is a good time to sleep.The words are said so, but where will anyone leave, just like that, as time passes, the starlight fades, and the morning sun faintly reveals its face in the east, and with a squeak, the door of the meditation room is pushed open, and Peng Lang walks out.Yuan Qu knew that it was inconvenient for Master and Zhuo Rusui and others to ask, so he took the initiative to greet him, bowed, and asked Jing Jiu with a smile what he had said.Peng Lang said with a grateful face: "The real person has instructed me a lot of sword paths, and allowed me to go to your sect's sword peak to find a sword for myself in the future." ”Everyone thought that if this was the case, if Jing Jiu went to do business, he would definitely be the first-rate person in the world.Peng Lang thought about the end of the conversation, and said a little dazedly: "The real person said that there is something wrong with my name, but I can't change it, I don't know what it means." ”This is indeed a bit incomprehensible, and Zhao Layue and others don't understand it.………… As soon as Peng Lang left, a small sedan chair with a blue curtain fell in the morning light.The morning breeze drove the green curtain to flutter slightly, and Ah Piao floated out, and asked curiously: "Who left just now, Uncle Guangyuan actually sent it off in person." ”When it comes to this kind of thing, the Qingshan Sect is the most chaotic now, and the culprit is, of course, Jing Jiu, it all depends on which life it is.Hearing Ah Piao's words, Zhuo Rusui thought of the young head of the Graceless Sect again, and felt so boring.He turned and went to the lonely grave, ready to loosen his spirits with a fist.Yuan Qu explained a few words about Peng Lang's identity, Ah Piao was a little surprised, and soon stopped thinking about it, and shouted happily to the Zen room: "Sir, how did you become so strong!"
”She rushed into the meditation room, but she bumped into a man and floated up like a leaf."
What are you doing!"
She smoothed out her leaf-like black bangs, shouted a little annoyed, and then found that it was Zhao Layue who blocked her way, so she quickly closed her voice and didn't dare to complain about anything.Zhao Layue said: "He has something to do, wait a while." ”………… The morning sun shines on the small bridge and flowing water, and also shines on the flowers and trees of Pinghu Lake, and shines on the Zen room.Jing Jiu stretched out his hand to condense some water in the air, heated it slightly with the sword fire, wet the towel in his hand, walked to the couch and began to wash Bai Zao's face.The steaming towel moved slowly across the beautiful, slightly pale face, wiping away the little dust and a few traces of silk that had not completely melted away.When he was trapped in the snow field a hundred years ago, he didn't do this kind of thing, because she was in the cocoon of the silkworm at that time, and of course he felt that there was no point in doing this kind of thing.Meaning needs to be given, and the sense of ritual is like this, such as having a hot pot before doing something big, such as what to do before parting.He carefully wiped Bai Zao's face and neck, including his hands, and after doing these things, he stood up and walked out of the meditation room.The morning sun fell on the porch, and the wooden floor shone brightly, just like when Lian March left.He stood in the morning light, not knowing what he was thinking, and was quiet for a long time."
You all come back to the end of the peak and wait for me."
He looked at Ah Piao and said, "You go too, don't rush back to the nether realm." ”Ah Piao knew that something big was going to happen, and vaguely guessed what it was, his little face became a little pale, and his reluctance was unabashedly revealed in the light.………… Dozens of sword lights illuminated Leng Mountain.Those sword lights don't mean that there are a lot of flying swords.Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue fell to the ground, and the sword light brought out of their clothes gradually disappeared.The wasteland is not desolate, with many green shrubs and weeds, illuminated by the fleeting light of the sword, and finally ushered in a highlight in its short life.In front of them there was a huge fissure, stretching out into a red field in the distance, where there was once the Blazing Sun Gorge.There are also many weeds growing on the cliffs of the cracks, which is due to the gradual subterioration of the fire veins in the ground and the loss of magma, and more because of the power of time.Liu Ci has been gone for more than 100 years.Jing Jiu was still unhappy when he thought of this, and didn't want to stay here longer, so he took Zhao Layue and flew towards the depths of the crack.Passing through countless narrow and deep passages, badly damaged ancient battlefields, and winding but calm lava rivers, they came to the deepest part of the bottom of the Valley of Gathering Souls.The ban on the Zhongzhou faction has been lifted by Bai Zhenren, and the transparent giant wall has disappeared without a trace, but the magma has not continued to fall into the abyss, because there is a scholar who is constantly busy there, because the big Buddha is blocking below.Bu Qiuxiao's cloth was full of holes, and there were traces of being scorched by magma.He was holding a brush in the sky and was writing talismans constantly, his expression was extremely focused, and he didn't even notice the arrival of Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue.Countless breaths with the unique flavor of words emerge from the end of the pen and fall into the river, allowing the magma to gradually solidify.Miraculously, the solidified magma was not as smooth as rock, and the surface was filled with extremely deep, countless runes that seemed to have been carved out with a knife, and from a distance it looked like paper full of words.That pen is not a city pen, but in the hands of a saint, it can produce flowers with a random wave."
What a great endowment."
Jing Jiu looked at this scene and said with appreciation.Bu Qiuxiao listened to his voice, a little surprised, turned to look at him and smiled and said, "The real person is leaving?"
Is this a special trip to say goodbye to us?
”"I want to know the answers to two questions before I go."
Jing Jiu asked, "The question related to you is, is that person you or your teacher?"
”Bu Qiuxiao looked at Zhao Layue beside him.Jing Jiu said: "She knows. ”Bu Qiuxiao said in a faint voice: "The real person promised me not to tell anyone. ”Jing Jiu said: "After I leave, someone in Qingshan must know this secret, otherwise how can you be balanced?"
”It was obviously a very shameless calculation, but it was said so openly, Bu Qiuxiao was also convinced, but naturally he would not tell Jing Jiu the answer."
I won't say that."
He said seriously.Jing Jiu confessed to Zhao Layue: "He Zhan's biological father is the teacher of the Lord of Buzhai. ”Zhao Layue nodded and said, "I will remember." ”At this moment, a deep, flawless, ancient bell-like voice came from the abyss: "What should I do if I hear the question too?"
”Jing Jiu said: "The true Buddha is speechless, he should be able to trust you." ”The sage also had a temper, and Bu Qiuxiao didn't want to listen to Jing Jiu's nonsense anymore, so he asked, "What is the second question?"
”Jing Jiu flew in front of the magma river and looked into the abyss.These days, countless magma has fallen towards the abyss, and at this time it has all solidified, and it looks like a ladder connecting the underworld and the human world.At the end of the ladder you can see an extremely wide, earth-steady shoulder.He asked, "Is it true that March told the story of your birth?"
”There was no sound on the other side of the abyss for a long time.Cao Yuan didn't seem to want to answer the question.()