Liu Shisui left the cliff platform and went to the peaks, never coming back.
The last thing he saw was his little face, which was slightly red because of anger, and his eyes, which were full of tears because of his reluctance to leave.
The only person who saw this scene was Jing Jiu, but he soon forgot about it.
Just like what he said to Liu Shisui, the Dao was long, and people couldn't remember everything in the past, and they didn't need to.
From this point of view, he was indeed a natural Cultivation practitioner.
After Liu Shisui left, Jing Jiu continued to live the same life, except that he had to make the bed and make the quilt himself. The courtyard seemed a bit deserted, and it took him a few days to get used to it again.
The mockery and ridicule from the outer sect disciples on the plateau increased again during this period of time.
Liu Shisui had entered the inner gate, but he was still hanging around here, which was a very embarrassing thing in anyone's eyes.
Jing Jiu didn't feel anything, and still stayed in the small courtyard, silently putting sand into the porcelain plate, no more than two or three grains a day.
He wasn't good at patience, but he didn't care.
But Master Lü couldn't bear it, and came to the small courtyard again one night.
He used his piercing discernment to carefully examine Jing Jiu's situation, and found that Jing Jiu still didn't have the Dao seed in his body, and couldn't help but feel disappointed.
Without the Dao seed, the meridians couldn't grow, so how could he absorb the energy of heaven and earth?
Without Zhen Yuan, how could the Dao seed become a towering tree and bear the Sword Fruit?
By now, he was sure that Jing Jiu wasn't a disciple taken in advance by a master of a peak.
Jing Jiu was able to instruct a fellow disciple in Cultivation because of his excellent intelligence and comprehension.
"You deduced it out of thin air, and you were able to get it right nine times out of ten. It seems that your family background is indeed extraordinary."
Master Lü looked at him and said, "I believe your family in Zhaoge City is not an ordinary family."
Jing Jiu said, "My family has a lot of books."
"In the end, talent cannot be relied on. Empty talk is of no help to the Great Dao. Unless you just want to use it as a test and are not willing to work hard to refine your body, don't expect to enter the Spiritual Stability State. In the end, all your efforts will be in vain."
Master Lü sighed and said, "I've thought about it for a long time. If you insist on doing so, I can recommend you to a place where you can work as an attendant. Every day, you'll be sorting out ancient books and researching knowledge. It should be very suitable for you."
Jing Jiu knew Jing Jiu was talking about Shiyue Peak, the peak where the true sword methods of the Aoyama Sect were kept, and where one could find the path among the piles of old books.
Master Lü continued, "Over there, you can still contribute to the sect and even be rewarded with elixirs to prolong your life. It's just that you won't have the right to be taught a real sword. But … anyway, that's not your goal."
Jing Jiu was a little surprised. He did not expect that the other party would really care about him and had arranged a seemingly suitable backup plan for him.
But of course, he wouldn't agree to it. He didn't like Shiyue Peak, and he would leave here one year later.
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…
Another spring had arrived, and willow catkins were fluttering all over the sky.
More than half of the three-year period had passed, and the outer disciples of the South Pine Pavilion were even more nervous. They were practicing every second of the day, and white smoke could be seen everywhere on the cliff plateau.
By now, most of the disciples had entered the state of Spiritual Stability. Xue Yong 'e and a few others could even see the possibility of achieving the consummate state of the Spiritual Ocean.
Only a very small number of people who were too stupid or lazy could not see any hope.
Of course, there was only one person who had the opportunity to enter the Aoyama Sect to practice but was still lazy.
"Why are you looking for me?"
Master Lü asked, looking at Jing Jiu standing in front of him.
He was already numb to Jing Jiu's lack of ambition. Although Jing Jiu rarely left the small courtyard to come to the training hall to look for him, he was not interested.
"I'm ready to leave," Jing Jiu said.
Master Lü picked up his teacup and was about to take a few sips when he suddenly heard these words. His hand froze in mid-air.
He had long given up on Jing Jiu, but … in the end, he still cherished Jing Jiu's talent and was unwilling to give up, so he did not expel Jing Jiu from the sect. In the end, Jing Jiu was going to give up? He didn't even want to appear to be dawdling anymore?
Master Lü felt a little bored and said with a wry smile, "Where are you going?"
Jing Jiu thought for a moment and said, "As for which peak, I haven't decided yet."
"Then think about it yourself. Whether it's that village or Chaoge, it's ultimately your own business … Wait!"
Master Lü suddenly came to his senses and asked, "What did you say? Say it again? "
Jing Jiu said, "I said I haven't decided which peak to go to."
Master Lü asked with some uncertainty, "You mean the nine peaks?"
Jing Jiu said, "Yes, I'm going to enter the inner sect."
Master Lü doubted his own ears and said, "Do you know what you're talking about?"
"My Spiritual Ocean is basically full, and the state of Spiritual Stability should be considered consummate."
Thinking back on the two years of incessant meditation and continuous absorption of the Qi of Heaven and Earth, even Jing Jiu felt a little emotional.
Master Lü did not believe such a thing at all. With a thought, he enveloped Jing Jiu's body with his Sword Discernment, ready to punish Jing Jiu harshly with the sect rules once he exposed Jing Jiu's lies.
At this time, he was really a little angry.
…
…
There was a clatter.
The teacup fell to the ground and shattered.
The tea wet the ground, constantly emitting steam, like the white smoke rising from the heads of those diligent disciples in the forest.
Master Lü looked at Jing Jiu, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.
There was silence in the training hall.
"What's going on?"
Master Lü was a little absent-minded, his voice trembling as he said, "Am I seeing things?"
Jing Jiu said, "You're not seeing things."
There was a very long silence.
The tea on the ground gradually cooled down, no longer emitting white steam.
Master Lü finally calmed down, but he still looked at Jing Jiu as if he was looking at a god, and his words were obviously apologetic and remorseful. "It turns out … I was still wrong."
Jing Jiu patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's not your fault."
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…
A sword light illuminated the cliff plateau, and the warm spring wind became a little bitingly cold.
The Immortal Master of Xilai Peak arrived on his sword.
Seeing this scene, the disciples stopped practicing and gathered in front of the training hall.
Everyone guessed that there must be another disciple participating in the inner sect examination, and couldn't help but feel excited and excited.
Who would become the second inner sect disciple in the South Pine Pavilion after Liu Shisui?
Some thought it should be Senior Brother Yuan from Lelang County, and some guessed it might be the talented Junior Sister Yushan.
More disciples thought that it should be Xue Yong 'e.
But then the disciples found that the three people they were talking about were beside them, not in the training hall.
Xue Yong 'e's face was a little gloomy. He was very close to the completion of the state of Spiritual Stability, and thought he would become the second person in the South Pine Pavilion after Liu Shisui. Who would have thought that someone else would beat him to it?
He stared at the entrance to the training hall, thinking bitterly in his heart, "Who on earth could hide so well that no one knew about it?"
The wind ruffled his white robe. Led by Master Lü, Jing Jiu walked into the training hall.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked speechless.
They knew that Jing Jiu was very smart and had a high comprehension, but they also knew that he had no intention of making progress and was extremely lazy. Who had seen him practice martial arts even once?
How could such a person be able to complete the state of Spiritual Stability? How could he be qualified to participate in the inner sect examination?
Xue Yong 'e's face became extremely ugly.
If it was another outer sect disciple who suddenly had an adventure and was one step ahead of him, even if he was angry, he could only accept the fact.
But that person turned out to be Jing Jiu, whom he had always despised the most?
"How is this possible!"
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