The black-clothed old man stopped and turned around to look at Jing Jiu. A surprised expression appeared on his face as he said, "I haven't used it for a long time, so I'm not sure."
Jing Jiu said, "How about I give it a try?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Wuzhi's expression changed slightly, and those Yunxing Peak Deacons and disciples also turned to look at him.
The old man in black looked at him and was silent for a long time. Then he said, "Fine, let's see what you can do."
Then, he continued to walk towards the Sword Peak.
Lin Wuzhi glanced at Jing Jiu, and the disciples also felt strange.
— — Just now, when that Martial Uncle asked a question, you didn't answer. Now that Martial Uncle is about to leave, you want to say something like this. What do you mean?
The old man in black raised his head and looked at the Sword Peak in the clouds.
A sword chime rang out.
The sword light illuminated the cliff at the foot of the peak.
The old man in black rode on his sword and flew up along with the wind. His body was no longer hunched, it was extremely straight, just like the young man who had just entered the Aoyama Sect.
A moment later, his figure disappeared into the clouds and could no longer be seen.
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Countless sword cries resounded in the mountains.
The disciples did not know what was going on, but they were shocked speechless.
The deacons of Yunxing Peak sang, "Martial Uncle Mo's sword returns to Aoyama!"
The disciples of Aoyama all responded, "Congratulations to Elder Mo for returning the sword to Aoyama!"
The sound of a sword rang out from Tianguang Peak.
The ancient bell of Shangde Peak rang.
On Qingrong Peak, the white clouds covered the sky.
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"Senior Master Mo has been organizing the books on Shiyue Peak for more than one hundred years. Today …"
Looking at the Sword Peak, Lin Wuzhi didn't finish his sentence. His eyes were a little wet.
It was said that cultivators must cut off their emotions, but how many of them could do that? Moreover, Aoyama Sect did not cultivate the Dao, but the sword.
As a swordsman, how could he not be sad if he could not meet again in the future?
Only then did the disciples realize what had happened. That Martial Uncle Mo, who had been talking to them warmly, had actually … passed away.
The only reason he came to Sword Peak was to return his sword to Aoyama.
He hoped that one of his future disciples would be able to inherit his sword.
Looking at the Sword Peak, the disciples felt that there were some inexplicable feelings and feelings in their hearts. It was a little heavy.
Perhaps this was the first lesson in Aoyama.
They turned to look at Jing Jiu.
What did Jing Jiu mean when he told Uncle Mo that he knew how to use his sword? Is that what it means?
Lin Wuzhi looked at Jing Jiu and said, "I don't know how you guessed that Martial Uncle Mo was going to return his sword to Aoyama. I also don't know if you said those words to comfort him, or to please him and let him put his sword in a lower place. I just want to tell you that you have aroused Senior Brother Mo's last bit of pride. The position of that sword is very close to the mountain peak. "
"So?" Jing Jiu asked.
Lin Wuzhi stared into his eyes and said, "Since you've promised, you must do it. Otherwise, I won't let you participate in the Inherited Sword Competition no matter which peak you're from."
Hearing this, the disciples were all surprised, looking at Jing Jiu with sympathy in their eyes.
The Sword Peak was full of formidable sword wills, and the higher they went, the thicker the sword wills were. The peak top was deep in the clouds; how could they get there with their current Cultivation states?
"It's not good to talk too much, be sentimental, and meddlesome."
Having said that, Lin Wuzhi rode his sword and left.
This remark was also directed at Jing Jiu, referring to his behavior before Uncle Mo's death on Shiyue Peak.
By now, the disciples realized that Lin Wuzhi didn't really hate Jing Jiu, but rather thought highly of him.
A caretaker of Yunxing Peak distributed the Sword Board to a dozen disciples, and said, "There are swords left by the previous masters on the Sword Peak, so you have to pay attention to your manners when searching for them, and avoid running around noisily. Of course, there are many ownerless swords here. No matter what sword you find, as long as it can respond to your call, it's a success. If you get lost, hurt, or have any accidents, you just need to crush this Sword Board, and someone will take care of it."
Looking at the cliff walls, a disciple asked, "That's it?"
After training their bodies in the outer sect, the inner sect disciples' bodies were much stronger than those of ordinary people. They could easily jump a distance of dozens of feet, and their endurance was also very long.
He thought that even though the Sword Peak was steep, he could always climb it. Even though the sword wills were strong, he could still rely on his willpower. As long as he didn't enter the area covered by the clouds, he was confident that he could go up and down freely.
The caretaker of Yunxing Peak didn't say anything. He looked at that disciple, the corners of his mouth curling up, revealing an unfathomable smile.
The disciples who could enter the inner sect were all very smart young men, so they understood the meaning of the smile.
That disciple's face was slightly pale. He bowed and said, "Please give us some advice, Big Brother."
The caretakers of the outer sect of Aoyama Sect were the disciples who couldn't break through the State of Spiritual Stability, and the caretakers of the inner sect among the nine peaks were the disciples who couldn't be selected in the Inherited Sword Competition. So it was reasonable for him to call them Big Brother.
"You're still in the State of Spiritual Stability, so you have no hope of finding the swords. You should enter the State of Understanding first."
The caretaker of Yunxing Peak said, "Even if you can find the swords, will the swords follow you? Why are there so many infatuated men and resentful women in the mortal world? "
A disciple asked, "How long will it take for us to get the swords?"
"It takes an average of three years for an ordinary disciple to have their own flying swords. Those who are talented and lucky might be able to get them faster."
The caretaker of Yunxing Peak pointed at the Sword in the Cloud and said, "Sister Zhao took three months. Think about how long it will take you."
After saying this, he went back to the small building at the bottom of the peak, leaving the dozen or so young disciples there.
The dozen or so young disciples looked at each other speechlessly, wondering what to do next.
Zhao Layue was the most talented figure among the disciples of the second generation, and she was the idol of these new disciples. It took her three months to achieve the same result, let alone the rest of them.
Moreover, the caretaker had made it very clear that it was meaningless for them to enter the Sword Peak with their current State of Spiritual Stability.
"Since this is the first lesson given by the sect, we can't just let it go."
A disciple surnamed Zhu showed a determined expression, looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice, "Even if we can't sense where the swords are, we can go to the Sword Peak first to familiarize ourselves with the environment and prepare for the future."
"That's right. The caretaker of Yunxing Peak gave us the sword token."
A female disciple nodded and said, "Master Lin said that the Sword Peak can train one's mind. Maybe he or other masters are secretly watching us. How can we not go?"
The disciples were convinced by these two sentences, and one by one they shouted to go with them. They looked very excited.
Jing Jiu didn't say anything. He just stood there quietly, which was a bit conspicuous.
Many eyes fell on him at the same time.
The disciples knew that he was famous for his laziness, but they thought that since he was able to enter the inner sect, he might have changed.
Master Lin's words to him were the harshest of demands, but they were also the deepest of expectations.
Jing Jiu nodded to the crowd, turned around and walked out of the Sword Peak.
The disciples then realized that he was going to leave.
The disciple surnamed Zhu said in shock, "Didn't you say you were going to get Master Mo's sword?"
The other disciples were also stunned, thinking that this person was really as powerful as the rumors said.
At this moment, a group of people walked out of the forest on the west side of the Sword Peak.
The leader was a handsome young man in a plain sword robe. His eyebrows were like swords, and his expression was as cold as ice. He had an extraordinary aura.
What was more shocking was that he didn't carry a sword on his back. Could it be that he had already reached the advanced level of the Sword Pill and entered the Undefeated State at such a young age?
The caretakers of Yunxing Peak went up to him and said a few words. Then the crowd realized that this person was Gu Han, one of the teachers of the Sword Washing Pavilion.
Gu Han had another important identity.
He was the Third Brother of Liangwang Peak.
It could be said that the most talented young disciples of Aoyama Sect were gathered on Liangwang Peak. Gu Han was ranked third, which showed how powerful his sword cultivation was.
Looking at Gu Han, the disciples showed admiration and awe on their faces.
Jing Jiu didn't look at Gu Han. He just looked at the person beside Gu Han in Silence.
There was a teenager standing beside Gu Han.
It had been three years since they met at the entrance of the village, and he had become thirteen years old.
He was a teenager now, but his eyebrows were still straight, his eyes were still straight, and his face was still dark.
After one year of cultivation in the nine peaks, Liu Shisui had become more mature. He was calm, and his expression was calm.
He looked at a place with a puzzled expression, which soon turned into surprise.
"Ah!"
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