Jing Yang and Jing Jiu inside and outside the portrait looked at each other, and it was obvious that it was better to stand outside the painting.Jing Jiu is no longer the Jingyang he used to be, but that strength is no different from Jingyang.When Nan forgot to hear him say the words, "Then let's do it today", he had such a thought in his heart, shook his head gently, and walked towards the outside of the small building.The sunlight pierced through the mist in the mountains and the branches and leaves on the trees, and fell on a nameless stream, scattering into a faint, chaotic shimmer, just like her sword strings and the mood at this time.The white bare feet stepped on the rocks by the stream, and carried her body up quickly, like a beautiful mountain ghost.The silver bell made a crisp sound, like her old laughter.Judging from her appearance, she is still the girl from Nanban, but she is not.When you come to the top of the peak, there is a big black boulder, and there is a flower tree growing in front of the stone, and there are many delicate and lovely small wine jars piled up under the tree.It turned out that this was Qingrong Peak.Out of nowhere, Nan Forget took out a jar of wine and threw it behind him.With a soft snap, the wine jar landed accurately in Jing Jiu's hand.Hundreds of years have passed, and the cooperation between the two is still so skillful.Jing Jiu looked at the wine jar in his hand, thought about it, and opened the altar stopper and took a sip.Looking at this picture, Nan Wang's expression became gentler, walked back to him, took a big sip of the wine jar, spit out a slightly sweet wine, and said in a slightly waxy voice: "Burning your relics in that cave is not because I hate you and want to crush your bones and ashes......
Those two children don't understand you, don't I know what you mean?
Then let me cut off all the causes and effects of your previous life for you. ”Most of the people who had a deep relationship with Jingyang in their previous lives died, and only she was still alive.After listening to Nan Wang's words, Jing Jiu was silent for a while, and then hummed.In the Three Thousand Temple, he said that he had calculated that Nan hated himself......
That's what I said on purpose.How could he not understand that she understood herself?
Nan Wang's face was expressionless and said: "Don't learn willow words, come and go." ”Jing Jiu said, "Hmm......
Good. ”Nan Forget continued: "I greeted you in Xiaolou today, I wanted to say to you, what I like is Jingyang is not the current Jing Jiu, but after thinking about it carefully, this is just the little daughter's family is shy, afraid that men don't want it, and I find an excuse to escape in advance, why do I Nan Forget do such a thing?"
I just like you, whether it's Jingyang in the past or Jing Jiu now......
But you're leaving anyway, what's the point of saying that?
We can't let you stay and wait for us. ”Yes, Jingyang didn't wait for Lian March back then, and he shouldn't wait for anyone this time, it seems that Zhao Layue also included.Jing Jiu said: "Let them all go to Shangde Peak." ”Nan Forget shook his head and said, "I won't go." ”Jing Jiu was silent for a while, took the wine jar from her hand and took another sip, which was regarded as a farewell.………… Today the sky is clear and cloudless.The clouds flow quietly only between the peaks.It's a good day for ascension.After Jing Jiu's victory over the Sword God of the West Sea, the entire cultivation world and even the entire Chaotian Continent were waiting for this day to come.Fearing that they would miss the hour, they began to wait in the green mountains from very early on.After receiving the confirmed news today, thousands of cultivators walked out of the Dao Hall of Shiyue Peak and Xilai Peak one after another.Compared with the time of the ascension more than a hundred years ago, the guests who came to Qingshan to watch the ceremony have changed a lot, Yuan Qi Whale and Liu Ci are dead, Pei Baifa is dead, the two most powerful people in the underworld are dead, and the old lady of the Hanging Bell Sect, Jing Shu, is also dead.When the wind rises, the world has already changed.Probably because of this reason, Zenko did not come this time.
(These two sentences copied from this chapter of Lin Tianxuan's book friend.) ）But it's still lively, even more lively than last time.The sects with names in this story have all come to Aoyama, and nothing is missing.The big names of Chaotian Continent are also arriving one after another, the first to arrive is God Emperor Jing Yao, and then the blue curtain sedan chair.When those cultivators came to Shangde Peak according to the instructions of the Qingshan disciples, they knew that the legend was true......
Shangde Peak has become flat ground.In previous years, Shangde Peak, which was covered with white snow and green pines, has turned into a huge black jade plate with a radius of dozens of miles.A huge black dog lay quietly in the center of the black jade plate, like a mountain peak.Or, it will be the Shangde Peak in the future.Cultivators of various sects know that this is the legendary Castle Peak Town Keeper, Lord Night Roar.Thinking of the picture of the Tengu eating the sun during the desperate battle between Jing Jiu and Bai Zhenren, and thinking of the supreme supernatural power and ruthlessness of this person in the rumor, people couldn't help but feel so frightened that they saluted from afar, and they didn't dare to approach at all."
I've seen the Lord.""
Younger generations see saints."
There was a slight commotion among the peaks, and the cultivators of the various sects saluted somewhere, with unfeigned respect.The people who came were Bu Qiuxiao, the lord of Yimao Zhai, and the scholars in Zhai.In this battle to destroy the world, Yimaozhai paid the heaviest price just like in countless major events in the past, and even Xi Yiyun, Bu Qiuxiao's most admired student, died at the hands of Bai Zhenren.Immediately afterwards, the people of the Hanging Bell Sect and the Mirror Sect also arrived, and Chen Xueshao, the Hanging Bell Sect Master who was sitting in a wheelchair, was impatient and noisy with other cultivators, just looking at the depths of the green mountains, his eyes were bright, as if he was guessing which mountain peak was Jing Jiu's residence.The reopened Wu'en Gate received the most grand welcome, as they were the staunchest allies of the Qingshan Sect, and naturally there was also the influence of Jing Jiu's long conversation with Peng Lang that night.The cultivators of the various sects looked at the young master who was walking in the forefront, and were extremely shocked, wondering if the legend was true?
If this young head named Peng Lang has reached the sky, wouldn't it be even more powerful than Jingyang Zhenren?
The bigger shock came from the Zhongzhou faction, no one thought that it didn't take long for them to send someone to watch the ceremony after a long time, and they actually sent someone to watch the ceremony, and what they didn't expect was that the person who walked in the front was Tong Yan......
Even the Zhongzhou faction came, and the Kunlun faction and those small sects in the north naturally did not fall behind, and even many scattered cultivators also mustered up the courage to break in, and to their surprise, the Qingshan Sect did not chase people out.Fortunately, the black jade plate that Shangde Peak turned into was really huge, and no matter how many people stood on it, it would only look like some sesame seeds.It's just that Qingshan still became lively after all.In the midst of all this bustle, no one noticed that a man wearing a hat walked under a large tree.………… A red line was drawn out in the sea of clouds as calm as felt, and it was the light and shadow of the Firth sword.Jing Jiu landed on the huge black jade plate.The peaks suddenly fell silent, and everyone stood up and looked at him.The white dress was light and eye-catching.Behind him stood Zhao Layue, Liu Shisui, Yuan Qu, Que Niang, Ping Yongjia, A Piao, and Zhuo Rusui.More sword light fell on the black jade plate.There are second-generation elders such as Guangyuan Zhenren, Meili, and Chi Yan, as well as three generations of disciples such as Nanshan, Gu Han, Lei Yijing, Lin Wuzhi, and Qi Songshan, as well as some young disciples whose names are not remembered by Yuan Qu.Even Fang Jingtian and the three Hidden Peak elders came.Jing Jiu walked up to the corpse dog with the white cat in his arms, found the most comfortable place to sit down, and waved his hand.Guangyuan Zhenren understood what he meant, and led the people of Qingshan to disperse.Zhao Layue, Liu Shisui and others sat down not far away.Thousands of practitioners saluted respectfully and then sat down.Under the gaze of countless lines of sight, Jing Jiu lowered his head, and slowly touched the cat with his right hand, without meaning to speak, as if he was waiting for someone.Ah Da squinted his eyes, enjoying and wondering, who else in this world is qualified to wait for you now?
There were many people who had the same questions, but the puzzle was quickly solved.A large hole was broken in the felt-like sea of clouds, bringing a dull sound of wind like a bell.The gust of wind fell on the corpse dog, causing the black hair to flip like a wave of wheat, and at the same time washing away all the gravel and dust from the black jade plate.A golden-painted Buddha appeared in front of the corpse dog, not far from Jing Jiu's side, and said in a round voice, "Sorry, it's late." ”Compared with Jing Jiu, this big Buddha is really huge, very solemn and powerful.Compared with the corpse dog, this big Buddha is like the statue in the Buddha shrine offered in the mortal home, which is somewhat cute.The cultivators of the various sects who had just sat down stood up again and bowed respectfully to the Great Buddha.After the battle of annihilation initiated by Taiping Zhenren and Bai Zhenren, many secrets in the cultivation world have been revealed, including the golden body of the sword saint Cao Yuan, but after all, this is the first time that many cultivators have witnessed it with their own eyes, and they can't help but feel magical and abnormal, shocked and speechless.But no matter how magical it is, no matter how shocked, they must also control their emotions, because all the focus today is on Jing Jiu.Tong Yan opened his palm, and Jing Yunzhong flew up from his palm and came into the air.Cao Yuan's finger popped out in the air, and the knife intent turned into a strong wind, landing on Jingyun Zhong with incomparable accuracy.There was a soft buzz, and then it turned into countless thunderclaps, heading in all directions, quickly passing through the peaks of the green mountains, coming to every corner of the Chaotian Continent, and even going to the depths of the sea and even the imperial palaces of the other continents.So the whole world knew that the time was up.()