After finishing the pot of soup, Jing Jiu put on his conical hat, fastened his sash, and left the restaurant. He entered the carriage.
This car was prepared by the Gu Family in advance.
The Gu Clan was a large clan in Nanhezhou. Many of their disciples were cultivating in Aoyama, and two elders were cultivating on Tianguang Peak and Shiyue Peak respectively.
As his disciple, how could Gu Qing let Jing Jiu worry about such a trivial matter? He had already made arrangements.
Over the past year, Gu Qing's status in the family had undergone many subtle changes. No matter how one looked at it, the first disciple of Shenmo Peak seemed to have a bright future. Although it was not as high as Gu Han's position in Aoyama, who knew what would happen in the future. Naturally, a big family would not make a mistake in such matters.
The carriage was large and luxuriously decorated. The Gu family must have put a lot of effort into this carriage.
Jing Jiu did not understand this, but he was very satisfied.
Because there was a bed in the carriage, there was even a window at the top, which was inlaid with a whole piece of glass, allowing sunlight to pass through.
He untied the iron sword wrapped in cloth, lay down on the bed, and knocked on the carriage.
The sound of horse hooves could be heard as the carriage headed out of Cloudy Town.
Clouds gathered from all directions and floated past the window.
He looked at the scenery on the window in silence.
He didn't go with the group of Aoyama not only because he didn't want to be too close to that person on Qingrong Peak, but also for another reason.
Some time ago, a treasure light suddenly shot out from the Rogue Mountain in the north of the South River State, illuminating the night sky. That was the sign of a supreme Dharma treasure appearing.
There were even cultivators who said that there was a cave left behind by a previous Spiritual Master. Due to the changes in the aura of heaven and earth, it was about to be reopened.
This kind of rumor would appear every once in a while in Chaotian, but it didn't attract much attention from the Cultivation sects. Those Cultivation sects who were qualified to participate in the Plum Meeting didn't send their disciples to the Plum Meeting, and the Aoyama Sect didn't pay any attention to it, even in Nanhezhou.
Of course, Jing Jiu knew that this rumor was false.
This was because the legendary Perfected Person of the previous generation was called Jingyang.
However, he would still go and take a look, because many disciples from small sects and rogue cultivators would go. He wanted to see if that guy would appear.
That guy loved to watch a good show.
Back then, the two of them made this fake abode because that fellow was playful and liked to watch the fun, right?
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One evening, the carriage stopped at the south side of the Rogue Mountain.
Jing Jiu came down with the iron sword on his back, turning his head around to take a look at the carriage.
He felt that this carriage was really comfortable. Cultivators would not get carsick, and moving up and down with the carriage could actually help them sleep.
He thought. He thought. and said to. of the carriage.
He said to the carriage. He said to said to said to to the carriage.
The coachman didn't even dare to make a sound as he nodded desperately.
The twilight deepened, and the mountains grew darker. Occasionally, a sword light could be seen. There were indeed no high-level cultivators among the treasure hunters.
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It was not a formation. Instead, it was a custom of the Southern Continent. He asked Gu Qing about it before he left.
This rule was obviously copied from the Green Mountain Sect, but it was a bit odd.
Jing Jiu walked into the temple.
A fire was burning in the temple.
A dozen Cultivators sat around the fire.
Cultivators were not afraid of cold or heat. They had better eyesight. They didn't need light to walk at night, but they still had a fire.
No one liked to be alone. The fire was a sign to call for companions. Being together would give people courage.
The light of the fire illuminated their faces, and the flames moved with the wind made their expressions a little uncertain. They should still be hesitating whether they should go a few more miles forward before the cave residence opened at midnight. The problem was that they would inevitably be entangled and fought with their competitors. If the cave residence was fake, wouldn't it be a loss?
A dozen gazes fell on Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu ignored them. He went to a corner and sat down.
He didn't need companions. He was used to being alone.
It was quiet in the temple. Only the sound of the fire moving in the wind could be heard.
After an unknown period of time, an extremely loud and clear voice came from outside the temple, diluting the tense and oppressive feeling brought about by the darkness of the ruined temple.
"This can't be real! How could they think of something like that? What Enlightened Jingyang's Manor? This is Nanhezhou. If it was Enlightened Jingyang's Manor, how could the Aoyama Sect let anyone near it? Even Zhongzhou School could only stay away from it! Only these idiots would believe it. "
Two monks walked into the temple. One was old, and the other was young. The one who spoke was the young one.
More than ten cultivators glared at the young monk.
The young monk was careless. He didn't notice the fire. He didn't expect that there were people in the temple. He was stunned.
Those idiots … should be them, right?
The young monk felt very embarrassed that he had been speaking ill of someone behind their back. He bowed and apologized profusely.
The ten plus cultivators were both angry and helpless because the young monk's apology was extremely sincere indeed. Most importantly, he and the old monk carried old wooden drawers on their backs and were dressed like ascetic cultivators. Their origins were obvious with a single glance, so how could they afford to offend them?
They heard that the monks of Guocheng Temple had good tempers. They could vent their anger by scolding them, but what was the point?
No one dared to do anything. They accepted the young monk's apology and stood up to greet the old monk. They even offered the best spot by the fire.
The young monk suddenly saw Jing Jiu wearing the conical hat in the corner. He hesitated a bit, and couldn't help but let out an "ah" after looking at Jing Jiu a few more times.
The old monk said helplessly, "What's wrong?"
"Oh, oh, oh …"
The young monk thought that Jing Jiu wanted to hide his identity, so he couldn't point him out. He said to the old monk anxiously, "Senior Master, you're right. I was wrong."
He thought that since the Aoyama Sect sent Jing Jiu from Shenmo Peak, the manor cave opened tonight must have some background even if it wasn't the manor cave of Immortal Jingyang.
Jing Jiu had seen the young monk twice, but he didn't expect him to be so talkative. He was even more talkative than Shisui.
Jing Jiu might have been annoyed by him in the past, but now he felt close to him. He smiled at the young monk.
The fire illuminated a corner of the bamboo hat.
The young monk covered his chest with his hand, thinking that it was as beautiful as the rumors said.
"Senior Brother Jing … no, Senior Master Jing … why are you here? Is it the manor cave tonight?"
His voice was so low that other Cultivators in the temple didn't notice.
Jing Jiu shook his head.
The young monk was about to say something else.
The old monk came over and said, "Shut up."
The young monk sighed and closed his mouth, thinking that he and this Senior Master of Aoyama had some conflicts. Every time they met, he was forced to practice the Vow of Silence.
Seeing this, Jing Jiu wondered if he should learn the Vow of Silence and teach it to Shisui two years later.
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