"Do we need to worry about the anger?"
"The difference in strength is too great, so we don't need to worry about it, unless heaven and earth change greatly."
"What is considered a heaven and earth change greatly?"
"The spiritual sources in Chaotian are all gone, and the yuanqi is scattered everywhere."
"Is it possible?"
"Maybe one day, but not now."
"What about now?"
"The real threat to the human race is the Snowy Kingdom."
Jing Jiu said, "So the only thing we need to worry about is the Snowy Kingdom invading the south."
Back when the monsters of the Snowy Kingdom invaded the south, the Cultivation practitioners who didn't choose to flee were all killed or wounded. The Cultivation sects in the north, regardless of whether they were orthodox or deviant, were almost wiped out, and the human world was in disorder. The populace lost their homes and became bandits. Some of them obtained the wealth and the spiritual treasures of the Cultivation sects, so they ran amok, killing and looting everywhere, committing all kinds of crimes.
"Hence, the Three Months of Flames of War," said Zhao Layue.
"That's right," said Jing Jiu.
Zhao Layue suddenly thought of someone.
"Without the Broadsword King, many mortals would have died. He was also a Cultivation practitioner. Do the mortals have no gratitude other than resentment and anger?"
"Cao Yuan is not a regular Cultivation practitioner, but a Buddha. Few Cultivation practitioners can become Buddhas."
Zhao Layue continued, "But in order to resist the Snowy Kingdom and suppress the Underworld, many Cultivation practitioners have died. Don't they deserve the gratitude of the mortals?"
Jing Jiu asked while staring into her eyes, "Do they fight for the mortals or for their own sects?"
"I don't think there's a difference," said Zhao Layue.
"Of course there's a difference. It's because there's an order of priority when facing life and death."
Jing Jiu continued, "As long as they can protect their sects, do they really care about the mortals' lives?"
Zhao Layue thought of her colleagues on Liangwang Peak, like Guo Nanshan and Gu Han, but she couldn't give an answer.
Jing Jiu continued, "Even if every Cultivation practitioner behaved like Cao Yuan, the resentment and anger of the mortals wouldn't disappear."
"Why?" Zhao Layue was baffled.
Jing Jiu said, "Because of jealousy."
Zhao Layue imagined that if she couldn't cultivate, she would be a common noble lady in Zhaoge City … The scenery above the clouds, the indescribable feelings in the world, the untouchable experiences, and the peaceful and uncontrolled Cultivation life. Yes, how could he not be jealous?
If it were the lower-class citizens who were struggling to survive, they would have millions of reasons to do so.
Jing Jiu stood up and walked to the front of the corridor, looking at a cluster of green bamboos.
"The most inexplicable question is, why can you live for hundreds of years, thousands of years, or even longer, while we can only live for a few decades?"
Yes, this was a truly unsolvable problem.
The corridor was silent.
"Just like everyone would be jealous of true longevity."
Zhao Layue looked at his back and said, "That's why something happened to Martial Granduncle Jingyang, right?"
Jing Jiu did not turn around and did not answer her question. It was as if he did not hear her.
His eyes were closed, and his eyelashes were very long.
The sunlight shone on his face after passing through the bamboo branches in front of the corridor, leaving mottled shadows of the bamboo leaves.
Zhao Layue walked to his side and said after a moment of silence, "You don't look like someone who is willing to think about these things."
"I come from the human world, so I will think about the human world."
Jing Jiu opened his eyes and said, "But it's enough to think about it."
Looking at his face, Zhao Layue asked, "Why is it enough to think about it?"
Jing Jiu said, "Because it's easy to know that nobody can come up with a solution."
Zhao Layue asked with raised eyebrows, "That's it?"
"What else can I do?"
Jing Jiu said, "Let's go back to the mountain first. Cultivation is more important. You can come back to the human world when you don't think about these things anymore."
Looking at his profile, Zhao Layue asked seriously, "Have you found the person you are looking for?"
Jing Jiu shook his head and said, "But I can feel that he has appeared and seen me in a certain way."
Zhao Layue said after some thought, "Well, be careful in the Cultivation tournament."
Jing Jiu was surprised, asking, "Why should I participate in the Cultivation tournament?"
Zhao Layue was even more surprised, asking, "Why?"
Jing Jiu said, "As I told you, it's too dangerous to seek plum blossoms by stepping on blood, and I seldom do such risky things."
Zhao Layue opened her eyes wide and stared into his, asking, "Why?"
Jing Jiu said, "Because I'm afraid of death."
On their way to Zhaoge City, the fake manor cave of the Immortal Jingyang was opened, and Jing Jiu observed it in the dark. As a result, he was discovered by the Master of Xilai Peak, Fang Jingtian, who even had the intention to kill him.
Jing Jiu sensed a great danger at that moment.
It was the first time he had such a feeling after many years.
Fang Jingtian didn't wield his sword that night, but Tian Jingren did later in the old plum garden.
Then Jing Jiu realized that it was not the same as before.
Back then, Jing Jiu was used to nobody being able to kill him, so he could walk around and do whatever he wanted. But it was different now; many people could try to kill him.
That day when he heard that Zhao Layue had been assassinated, Jing Jiu felt some emotion in his heart even though he looked normal. It had something to do with this. Jing Jiu didn't like this kind of emotion, so he decided to act more cautiously in the future. He shouldn't always think about walking around in the world to lure those people to show up, and it would be safer for him to return to Aoyama.
Zhao Layue didn't expect Jing Jiu to give such an answer, asking, "You always want him to come to you; why don't you go to him?"
Looking at the sky above the eaves, Jing Jiu said, "I feel that he wants me to participate in the Cultivation tournament and see something there."
Zhao Layue said seriously while looking at Jing Jiu, "If you believe that you are right, why not go and have a look?"
After some thought, Jing Jiu reached out his hand and rubbed her head, saying, "It makes sense."
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The final verdict of Shi Fengchen's case was suicide, but many people still cast doubtful gazes at the Aoyama Sect.
Some forces intended to stir up some trouble, but Zhaoge City was still as peaceful as before.
It seemed that there was a secret force in the Imperial court that suppressed everything. This made many people feel even more awe and awe. This was Zhaoge City, not the south. Who would have thought that the Aoyama Sect had such a powerful influence here, which was not inferior to the Zhongzhou School?
The more awe and awe the Royal Concubine Hu felt, the more difficult her life would be, because almost everybody thought that she was the mastermind behind the assassination of Zhao Layue.
As far as Royal Concubine Hu was concerned, it was an exciting period of time. She had just been allowed to have a child by the Emperor and was favored by the Emperor, but she ended up in such a predicament.
"Am I so stupid or so stubborn? I'm not Lian Sanyue's disciple! How could I act recklessly at such a time? "
Royal Concubine Hu didn't wear any makeup on her face, looking a bit haggard. "That Shi Fengchen has done me in!" she said angrily.
The old servant said with a bitter expression, "You shouldn't have sent him that sum of money. Wouldn't that give others an excuse?"
"That's one thing. Shi Fengchen helped me with something. He's dead now, so I have to do something for him."
Royal Concubine Hu said seriously, "To repay the favor and end the cause and effect is what Zen Master taught me back then."
The old servant thought that the cause and effect were not so simple, so she asked worriedly, "What should we do now?"
Royal Concubine Hu was worried as well.
The Emperor hadn't come to see her for a few days.
On the surface, her life hadn't changed, but the air around her seemed to have become thicker and thicker, making it difficult for her to breathe.
She suddenly asked, "Does Zen Master still refuse to see me?"
"Yes, I even think …"
The old servant glanced at her and said gingerly, "Maybe the Duke Of He didn't send the message to the Net-Perception Temple."
Royal Concubine Hu said with furrowed brows, "I'd like to see Zhao Layue in person. Is it possible?"
The old servant said, "She has been severely injured and is recuperating now, so she won't see anyone. And I heard that she is preparing to go back to Aoyama to recuperate."
After a moment of silence, Royal Concubine Hu asked, "What about Jing Jiu?"
The expression on the old servant's face changed slightly, as she said, "He of course went to participate in the Cultivation tournament."
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