Guo Dong let out a faint mocking smile.
She did not like these people. They were not straightforward at all. Unlike Jingyang in the past, when he said he would do it, he even dared to stab his senior brother in the back with his sword. When he said he wouldn't do it, he would do it, even if his companions and friends died in front of him, he wouldn't bat an eyelid.
She looked at the sky in the east and thought to herself, You obviously don't want to go in, so why did you come here and put on a look of pity?
She then looked at the southern sky and thought to herself, 'The person who wants the inheritance of Shenmo Peak to end the most is probably you. Why did you come here and pretend to be worried about Jing Jiu's whereabouts?'
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Juye City was located nine hundred miles to the south of White City.
The Headquarter of the Windy-Broadsword Church was here, and it was many times more prosperous than White Town. The streets were full of sheep-sellers and druggists, shouting and yelling ceaselessly.
Of course, there would be hotpot restaurants in such a bustling city.
A short and skinny old man and a handsome young man were eating hotpot.
Mandarin duck pot.
The red soup was already boiling, but the white soup was still very quiet, looking like the fog in the depths of the snowfield.
The young man held a pair of long chopsticks and dipped the tripe in the red soup. His eyes were bright and he looked extremely happy.
The short and skinny elder was the third generation Patriarch of the Mysterious Yin Sect.
At this time, he was not in the mood to eat hotpot. He looked at the young man with a strange look and said, "Is it that delicious?"
The young man ignored him. His right hand, which was holding the chopsticks, was extremely stable. From time to time, he would pick up the food and put it directly into his mouth. He didn't seem to feel that it was hot at all.
"The Head of Zhongzhou School and Yuan Qijing are fine. One is at the Mahayana stage, and the other is at the Heavenly Arrival stage. I've also reached this stage in the past."
The short, skinny old man narrowed his eyes as he looked into the distant north and said, "Why is this Saber Qi able to make me want to retreat?"
The young man picked up a piece of pig intestine from the red soup and threw it into his mouth, chewing noisily. He mumbled, "When you hid underground, he probably wasn't even born yet."
The short and thin elder said, "Of course I know that he is the Broadsword Sage that people talk about."
The young man picked up the earthen bowl and drank a mouthful of sour plum soup, sighing in satisfaction.
"He is a Buddha that was raised from the wind and snow. He is innately at odds with your Dao."
The short elder shook his head, pointing to the north and said, "What has happened in the Snow Country? Even I am a little shocked."
The young man put down the bowl and picked up the hot towel on the table to wipe his face and casually said, "It's nothing serious. It's just that she's about to give birth."
The short elder was shocked and said, "Ice Queen? She's an inhuman being, so how could she have a child? "
The young man glanced at him and said, "You're really muddle-headed. Who said that only humans can have children? Didn't you see that the imperial concubine in the palace is also pregnant? "
The short elder took a long time to get over the shock in his heart. He looked at him and asked, "How did you know about this?"
The young man smiled and said, "I'm a scholar … Alright, I've lived for a long time, so I naturally know more things."
The short and thin old man snapped, "I've lived for a long time too."
The young man said, "Hiding underground, not seeing the sun all year round, not experiencing the affairs of the world, that is not called living, it is called enduring."
"Alright, you're right."
The short and thin old man looked at the young man and said with admiration, "You can even include such a being in your scheme. You're really amazing."
The young man smiled and said, "It's just a coincidence. There's nothing amazing about it."
The short and thin old man changed the topic and asked, "Do you really want that Jing Jiu to die so badly? Even if he is the successor of your Younger Brother, why are you so vigilant? Or … does he have some other background? "
The young man knew that the Great Ancestor of the deviant sects had said so much nonsense just to ask this question. He smiled and did not explain.
The short and thin old man narrowed his eyes and asked, "Or, even if Jingyang is dead, you're still afraid of him?"
"Yes, I'm afraid of him because I can't see through him. Except for attaining the Way and ascending, I never know what he wants or likes. "
The young man picked up a few green vegetables and was about to put them into the red soup. But after thinking for a while, he put them into the white soup, which had not yet started boiling, and continued, "When he was young, I asked him many times what color he liked and what kind of magic he liked, but I never got an answer."
Many years ago, the first hotpot in Shanghai De Peak was the Yuanyang Hotpot.
He and his two evil disciples ate the red soup, and Jingyang ate the white soup. Later, it became plain water.
It was tasteless, desireless, and extremely boring, but it had no weaknesses.
If there was anyone in this world that he was most wary of, it would not be his two evil disciples, nor anyone else, but Jingyang.
The young man thought that he would not be at ease if Jing Jiu was still alive.
At the same time, he also wanted to confirm whether Jing Jiu was Jingyang or not.
He had been very sure about this, but now he had many doubts because of certain things.
(Everybody should have seen it. Jing Jiu is an Aquarius, and Yin San is a Scorpio.)
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To the north of White Town, more than ten thousand miles away, was a truly white world.
The ice and snow were everywhere.
Even the sky was ashen.
A snowy peak rose up from the snowland. It was unimaginably high, as if it would pierce through the sky.
The peak was very close to the sky. The sunlight was extremely hot, but it was exceedingly cold, devoid of any heat.
Even the red lava gushing out from the underground would be frozen into sand and pebbles as soon as it came into contact with the air here.
In fact, the plain of ten thousand miles in front of the snowy peak was formed this way.
There were no snow foot monsters, no snow worms, and no other living beings of the Snowy Kingdom here. It was deathly quiet.
However, if one sensed it carefully, he or she would find a faint life force hidden in this extremely cold heaven and earth.
The life force grew stronger and stronger, giving off a feeling of exuberance.
Where did this life force, which was as fresh as a sprout in the spring and growing at an unimaginable speed, come from?
The life force came from the deep end of this snowy peak.
The oldest, strongest, and highest state being in Chaotian was right there.
The consciousness that carried supreme pressure slowly swept across the boundless snowy plains.
If she wanted to, her awareness could cover half of Chaotian.
All of a sudden, she encountered another awareness one hundred thousand miles away.
That awareness was very weak, but it seemed that she had seen it somewhere before.
A thunderous boom rang out.
A great deal of thick snow fell down from the peak, and the snowland quaked uneasily. It was a terrifying scene.
The snowy waves dashed toward the south, representing her will and emotion.
She was powerful and angry.
How dare she threaten me?
She was like an ant!
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Jing Jiu's body trembled slightly, his face pale. If his feet weren't stuck in the cliff rocks, he would have fallen off the cliff again.
In his current Cultivation state, it was extremely dangerous to talk to a being of such a high state; his awareness could collapse at any moment.
His Zhen Yuan was much more abundant and pure than the Cultivation practitioners of the same state, but it had been used up in such a short time.
His mind was exhausted to the extreme, much more than when he played the chess game with Tong Yan.
The most troublesome part was that a shallow crack had appeared on the surface of his Sword Pill.
However, he had received enough information and had also sent his own message.
There were no words in the exchange, just the communication of awareness.
The result of this negotiation was rather vague on the surface, but it was actually quite clear.
If he did anything that would be regarded as a threat by the other party …
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