Hearing Zhao Layue's words, Nan Wang asked, "Are you sure?"
Many people knew that Zhao Layue had entered the middle state of the Undefeated two years ago, so she shouldn't be able to break through the state again so soon.
Even then, she could still be considered to be an extremely rare cultivation genius at her current age.
Her natural Dao quality was indeed extraordinary.
However, her Cultivation time was too short, and the gap between her and Lo Huainan was too great, so she had no chance of winning the Cultivation tournament.
Zhao Layue answered without hesitation, "Yes."
Regardless of their Cultivation states, the two of them were both peak masters of Aoyama, so Nan Wang couldn't say anything. He just shook his head, and the other disciples didn't dare say anything to dissuade her.
It was then that Bai Zao finished playing his zither music.
It was quiet on the cold platform.
Many people thought that if no other disciple of Shui Yue Nunnery showed up, the comment that had been passed down for a long time would finally be broken.
But before that, the silence on the cold platform was broken by a wave of discussion.
The news was spreading among a dozen cold platforms high up in the mountain, causing a commotion.
The Aoyama Sect soon received the news.
Tian Jingren was somewhere in the city. Since Lo Huainan and Tong Yan didn't show up today, they were probably paying a visit to him.
It was a rare opportunity to get a comment from Tian Jingren. If they could get a few words of praise from him, the Cultivation practitioners would have a higher status and more resources in their sects. Many people were tempted, but this was a grand event of the Plum Meeting, where the chancellors of the Imperial Court and the masters of various sects were present. Who dared leave without permission?
Jing Jiu noticed the change in Zhao Layue's expression, asking, "Do you want to go and have a look?"
Zhao Layue said, "I'm just curious."
Jing Jiu said, "Let's go and have a look then."
The two of them stood up and walked down the cold platform after informing Nan Wang.
Many people noticed the commotion, causing an uproar, thinking that the Plum Meeting wasn't over yet, and Zen Master hadn't commented on it yet. How could they just leave like that?
Looking at the two figures, Bai Zao frowned slightly, looking even more delicate.
She could guess what Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu were going to do.
She didn't care about this, because Luo Huainan and Tong Yan should have already met the rumored Master of Destiny, and this was arranged by her in the first place.
What she cared about, or was disappointed about, was another matter. She was so anxious to see Tian Jingren. Could it be that she needed his affirmation in order to maintain her confidence?
How could such a Zhao Layue be worthy of being his opponent?
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The mountain path that led out of the Plum Garden was behind the cold platform. After making two turns, the figures of Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue disappeared from everyone's sight.
Zhao Layue had already accepted some of Jing Jiu's eccentricities after traveling for tens of thousands of miles. For example, he would rather walk than ride a sword unless there were special circumstances.
They chatted casually as they walked on the mountain path.
Jing Jiu knew that the person Zhao Layue really wanted to see wasn't Tian Jingren, but Lo Huainan, who was probably visiting Tian Jingren at the moment, because of the Cultivation tournament that would take place in ten days.
Jing Jiu said, "If the rumor is true, you are no match for him."
Zhao Layue said, "We won't know until we fight."
This statement was in line with her attitude toward Cultivation.
The path to heaven was extremely dangerous. If one was afraid of this and that, then what was the point of Cultivation?
Jing Jiu glanced at her once, without saying anything.
Zhao Layue remembered clearly that when she said she wanted to participate in the Cultivation tournament, Jing Jiu also glanced at her in the same way. He didn't say anything, but his meaning was clear.
"You don't agree?"
She was puzzled.
In the past few years of Cultivation, Jing Jiu had never stopped her from taking risks, no matter what kind of dangerous situation she encountered, whether it was to slay demons or kill people with the flying swords. But why did he disagree with her idea of participating in the Cultivation tournament?
Jing Jiu said, "I haven't participated in the Cultivation tournament of the Plum Meeting, but I know something about it."
Zhao Layue said, "Seeking plum blossoms by stepping on blood? I don't care. "
Jing Jiu looked at her calmly and seriously, saying, "That's the real world."
Zhao Layue also became serious, saying, "I know what the real world means."
"Those battles on the path of tens of thousands of miles are still not the real world; they are at most half-true and half-false. But what I'm talking about is the real world that even I don't want to touch."
Jing Jiu said this while staring into her eyes.
Zhao Layue asked, "What is the real world?"
Jing Jiu said, "Death is the real world. To be exact, it's your own death."
By now they had reached the middle of the mountain.
The gentle wind ruffled the wild trees on the cliffs. The scenery was wonderful. It was a pity that those chirping birds were still lingering on the other side of the cliff. As a result, the scenery became less lively.
Zhao Layue thought about it for a long time, and said, "I don't understand."
Jing Jiu said, "It's better if you don't understand."
Zhao Layue suddenly felt that Jing Jiu was very far away from her when he said these words.
She seemed to see an endless abyss on Jing Jiu's beautiful face.
The abyss meant that he was far away from her.
This feeling made her feel very uncomfortable. She changed the topic awkwardly, "Though I'm not interested, I'm still curious about the final result."
She was not talking about the Cultivation tournament, but the zither competition that day. Jing Jiu repeated the famous saying in the Cultivation circle, "The winner is Shui Yue Nunnery anyway."
A zither music suddenly broke out in the sky.
It started from the Cold Platform.
Separated by a mountain, the zither music became very soft when it reached them. But it was very clear to their ears that there seemed to be a great power hidden in it.
Then the second zither music broke out and did not stop. But the music was not like flowing water. It was choppy and chaotic, lacking even the most basic rhythm, not to mention beautiful. But somehow, Jing Jiu seemed to be moved by the zither music. He stopped and stood at the edge of the cliff, looking at the sky for a long time without saying anything.
It was different from when Bai Zao played the zither. When this person played the zither, the birds did not sing together. It was not that the birds did not like the zither music, but that they did not dare to make a sound.
The zither player's fingering was obviously rusty, like a beginner. But the music he played was incomparably domineering, as if it could take away all the sounds in the world.
Not to mention the birds. During the time when the person played the zither, even the mountain wind blowing the treetops and the stream water flowing into the deep ravine could not make any sound.
When my flower blooms, all flowers are killed.
When I make a sound, the world must listen quietly.
This was momentum.
Zhao Layue felt the residual meaning in the mountains, suppressed the shock in her heart, looked at Jing Jiu's side profile, and thought of the scenes in Haizhou last year.
This person played the zither like Jing Jiu playing chess.
Beginner.
Rough technique.
Not good.
Not good.
But unparalleled in the world.
Jing Jiu looked at the sky thoughtfully.
A cloud very high up had been torn into pieces by the zither music.
Zhao Layue said softly, "I don't know who it is."
Jing Jiu did not know who the person playing the zither was, but he knew the person's background.
Because he heard the style of an old friend from the zither music.
"Shui Yue Nunnery."
He said.
Zhao Layue thought of the famous saying again — Shui Yue Nunnery wins anyway.
Then she thought of Shui Yue Nunnery, the ordinary-looking woman on the Cold Platform.
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