Gu Han knew where Liu Shisui had flown to.
Back then, after he had successfully ridden his sword for the first time on the Sword Peak, he had also gone above the clouds.
Flying on a sword was a cultivator's most wonderful imagination. Once they succeeded, it would be the most wonderful experience. Who wouldn't want to see how high the sky was?
Cheers could be heard from below. Gu Han looked at the peak and thought to himself, "You are not the only one with natural Dao quality in the Aoyama Sect."
Looking at his gaze, the fat man knew what he was thinking, so he persuaded, "My Junior Sister doesn't want to join Liangwang Peak. She must have her own plan. Don't be angry, Big Brother."
Gu Han didn't respond, but said, "Shisui is at the critical stage of Cultivation. Don't let him meet that useless guy, lest he be affected."
Fatty was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was talking about Jing Jiu.
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Jing Jiu returned to his cave residence.
It was different from the layout of the stone rooms in the front yard and back of the South Pine Pavilion. The Immortal's Cave was real.
The abode was located on the cliffs on both sides of the Sword Washing Stream. It was very quiet, undisturbed, and the scenery was very beautiful.
Every morning, a plate of precious fruits and a pot of clear water would appear in front of the cave abode. This plate of precious fruits was of course much better than the ones in the outer sect. The one in charge of distribution was no longer the deacon, but the sword sheath.
As the number one sword sect in the continent, the foundation and accumulation of Aoyama Sect was unimaginable.
Jing Jiu had seen this kind of behavior many times, so he didn't feel sentimental about it. He picked a good-looking fruit and ate it, and threw the rest of the fruit to the monkeys in the forest behind the cave, and then lay back on the bamboo chair.
He took out the sword manual from his bosom and glanced at it, then stopped looking at it.
It was similar to the situation at the South Pine Pavilion. His Spiritual Sea was too deep and vast. If he wanted to completely turn it into nutrients for the Dao Seed until it formed the Sword Fruit, he needed time.
Fortunately, the time needed this time was much shorter, and if he wanted to go to the mountain to get the sword, he didn't need to form a sword pellet.
He picked up a grain of white sand and wanted to put it on the porcelain plate, but he found that his heart was not calm today.
This was very rare for him, so he put away the porcelain plate and the sand, closed his eyes and began to meditate.
After some time, he opened his eyes again.
The sun had set and the stars were bright.
Shisui stood in front of the bamboo chair.
It was as if he was still by the pond three years ago.
"Young master."
Liu Shisui happily bowed to him. Thinking about what happened during the day, he explained, "Don't blame Senior Martial Brother Gu. He's a good person, just a bit strict."
When Jing Jiu heard this, he noticed a problem. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Senior Brother?"
Liu Shisui smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I should call him Teacher Gu. He thinks I'm okay and said that he would tease me in the Inherited Sword Competition. He allowed me to call him Senior Brother in private."
He didn't feel proud or complacent. He was just happy.
Jing Jiu smiled, but didn't say anything.
Liu Shisui thought he was laughing at him and couldn't help blushing. He didn't know what to do, so he stood up and went to make the bed for Jing Jiu and tidied up the things on the couch.
The natural Dao quality that Aoyama Sect valued the most, and the genius disciple that Liangwang Peak desperately wanted, made the bed for a disciple who had just entered the inner gate in such a natural manner.
If someone saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked speechless.
What was more surprising was that Jing Jiu didn't intend to stop him.
After making the bed and sweeping the ground in front of the manor cave, he began to tell Jing Jiu what he had done and who he had met in the past year.
Jing Jiu listened quietly, laughing once in a while and responding once in a while.
He didn't get impatient, didn't close his eyes, and didn't sleep. He was different from when he was in the mountain village.
Liu Shisui was a little depressed because he was the one who talked.
He actually wanted to know how Jing Jiu spent the past year at the South Pine Pavilion. Why did he suddenly become so diligent? How did he reach the consummate state of Spiritual Stability and enter the inner gate?
Jing Jiu didn't seem to be interested in talking about these things.
Was it because they hadn't seen each other for a year that he felt a little strange?
Liu Shisui thought of a possibility. He stood up excitedly and said to Jing Jiu, "Young Master, let me introduce you to Senior Brother Gu! With your talent of understanding, you will definitely win his appreciation. Even if he doesn't promise to invite you to join the peak in the Inherited Sword Competition, he will definitely be willing to teach you sword art. By then, we can cultivate together. "
Jing Jiu shook his head without hesitation and said, "No need."
Liu Shisui was stunned and said, "Young Master, you may not know that Liangwang Peak is the most remarkable place in Aoyama. All the disciples on the peak are of the third generation, and there are no peak heads or seniors. However, the masters of each peak will choose a day to give lessons on Liangwang Peak. That is to say, as long as you are a disciple of Liangwang Peak, you can learn all the sword arts of the nine peaks …"
His voice became lighter and lighter until it disappeared.
Because Jing Jiu still showed no interest.
Liu Shisui was a little disappointed.
Seeing the expression on his small face, Jing Jiu explained.
"I'm indeed not interested, because I don't like Liangwang Peak. Hmm, and that Senior Brother Gu of yours."
Liu Shisui was shocked. He had never thought that someone would dislike Liangwang Peak!
"Liangwang Peak is the sword of Aoyama. The disciples on the peak are responsible for patrolling and preventing Bulao Lin and the devil men of the Underworld from sneaking in. They also have to represent Aoyama to participate in the Plum Meeting held once every ten years. It can be said that Cultivation is a constant battle. Many people bleed and die every year, but none of the disciples have ever retreated. How could the disciples of Aoyama not like this place?"
He looked at Jing Jiu and said earnestly, "And Senior Brother Gu, he is really a good person."
"How can I not like it? This statement is wrong."
Jing Jiu said, "For example, I don't care if your Senior Brother Gu is a good person or not. Even if he is a saint, I can still dislike him."
Liu Shisui was taken aback. He thought what Jing Jiu said was unreasonable, but he couldn't find any fault with it.
"I can't outtalk you."
Liu Shisui felt wronged, because he couldn't understand why Jing Jiu didn't like such a good person as Senior Brother Gu.
Was it because Senior Brother Gu punished him with the peak rules during the day?
What about Liangwang Peak?
The more Liu Shisui thought about it, the more he felt that there was only one possibility, so he remained silent.
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After leaving the manor cave by the cliff and walking along the mountain path for half a mile, Liu Shisui stood on his sword and flew up.
He didn't want Jing Jiu to see this scene, because he was worried that it would irritate him.
The flying sword flew up along the cliff wall, and soon broke through a few scattered clouds, arriving at a high altitude in the night sky.
The cold wind blew in his face. Without using the Sword Source to protect his body, Liu Shisui didn't feel cold; instead, he felt hot.
Riding the sword to fly was undoubtedly the most exciting thing for him at the moment.
Looking at the clouds under the starry sky, the Sword-Washing Stream below, and the peaks not far away, he couldn't help but shout. Then he came to his senses, covered his mouth, and looked around.
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Jing Jiu raised his head to look at the night sky.
The shout came from a high altitude in the night sky, so none of the disciples of the inner core by the stream should have heard it. But for him, whose hearing was far better than his peers, it was as clear as if it was right beside his ears.
He recognized it was Shisui's voice, and he could even hear the excitement in it.
He wasn't surprised that Liu Shisui could improve his state so fast that he could ride the sword to fly in only one year.
The advantage of natural Dao quality would be put into full play after entering the inner core.
Liangwang Peak had planned ahead of time to get Liu Shisui in the Inherited Sword Competition. Those guys had good foresight.
But he really didn't like the taste of Liangwang Peak now.
Touching the bracelet on his left wrist, he thought, well, I never liked Liangwang Peak from the beginning, and this is the proof.
"Senior Brother? Nice guy? What … "
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