Shenmo Peak had an Inhibition Formation that isolated it from the outside world.
After Zhao Layue challenged the peak, this powerful Inhibition Formation was only left on the peak and was occasionally activated.
For example, when Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue traveled around the world, and today and every day when the white cat was sunbathing.
People outside couldn't see what was happening on the peak, but people on the peak could see the sky.
Jing Jiu looked at the stars in the night sky, felt the aura, and thought about what the other party would do.
The aura was very peaceful, but its inner quality was extremely powerful, like two silver eyebrows dancing in the wind, old but not weak.
Gu Qing and Yuan Qu also felt the faint powerful pressure, and they were a little nervous.
Aoyama Formation was hidden among the peaks, and even the headmaster of Zhongzhou School couldn't break it. How could the other party appear so close to the top of Shenmo Peak?
Could it be a senior from the nine peaks?
Thinking of this possibility, Gu Qing and Yuan Qu's expressions changed again.
Zhao Layue walked out of the cave residence.
Gu Qing and Yuan Qu looked at her.
Zhao Layue shook her head.
Yuan Qu was a little surprised, thinking that the Great Ancestor was indeed lazy and sleepy, but why didn't he come out at this time?
Jing Jiu looked at the night sky, was silent for a while, and suddenly reached out his right hand.
Zhao Layue summoned the Thoughtless Sword.
The Thoughtless Sword flew to Jing Jiu's hand by itself.
Jing Jiu held the sword, inserted it into a very small crack on the cliff, and then turned it slightly.
Several cracking sounds, like a dozen glass cups falling on the hard ground one after another, broke into pieces. The Inhibition Formation on the peak was lifted, and hundreds of sword wills returned to the mountain.
Zhao Layue was a little surprised, walked to him, and looked at the night sky.
The powerful aura was still hidden in the night, and didn't show itself.
Jing Jiu looked at a spot in the night sky, saying nothing.
The night wind caressed the treetops between the mountains, making a rustling sound. The monkeys didn't scream, and neither did the cicadas. It was even colder.
Gu Qing and Yuan Qu looked at the backs of the two teachers, feeling very nervous.
They knew that in a battle of this level, it was meaningless for them to make a move.
As time passed, the situation remained unchanged. Until a certain moment, the aura suddenly disappeared.
Gu Qing and Yuan Qu couldn't be sure, so they waited anxiously.
"Let's go."
Jing Jiu turned around and walked into the cave.
Zhao Layue looked at his back and wanted to persuade him, but in the end, she didn't say anything.
Gu Qing and Yuan Qu were finally relieved. Only then did they feel that their legs were a little weak and their clothes were already wet with sweat.
In the depths of the cave, there was a cold jade couch that emitted a faint chill.
It was probably because Jing Jiu didn't like the cold that he had never rested here; in fact, he seldom came here.
Walking to the front of the cold jade couch, Jing Jiu looked at the white cat sleeping soundly while holding Cold Cicada.
Sensing Jing Jiu's will, Cold Cicada crawled out from between the cat's paws gingerly and crawled to a corner.
The white cat sensed Jing Jiu's will. He reached out his right paw to grab Cold Cicada, but he grabbed nothing. He opened his eyes slowly, looking around in bewilderment.
Cold Cicada was hiding in a corner, and Sensei was trembling.
The cat was of course afraid of this long-haired monster, but he didn't dare disobey Jing Jiu's will.
"Stop pretending."
Jing Jiu continued while looking at the cat, "The forbidding formation will be activated every time you come out of the cave. Nobody can see you except for Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing."
The white cat looked at Jing Jiu in Silence, no longer bewildered, and no emotion could be seen in his eyes.
"I've spent three years planning this scheme, but he didn't do anything."
Back when the manor cave of the fake Jingyang was opened, Jing Jiu was certain that the Master of Xilai Peak, Fang Jingtian, had something to hide.
Later, in the old plum garden of Zhaoge City, Tian Jingren attacked him as proof.
In Fang Jingtian's eyes, he and Zhao Layue were both investigating the ascension of the Immortal Jingyang; as such, the so-called personal disciple was most likely his personal disciple.
In order to conceal something, Fang Jingtian had enough reasons to eliminate Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue; and in fact, he had already tried twice.
Fang Jingtian was a swordsman in the upper state of the Broken Sea, and he was probably the third most powerful swordsman of the Aoyama Sect. It was a great pressure to be watched by such a figure.
Jing Jiu was very weak at the moment, so he didn't have a good way to deal with this problem; but he still wanted to try to eliminate this threat.
So he brought White Ghost back from Bihu Peak three years ago.
He knew that Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing would leave Aoyama after the incident at the Western Sea Sword School, and the ghost in Fang Jingtian's heart might come out again.
If Fang Jingtian tried to kill him again, he would use the Restrictive Formation of Shenmo Peak and White Ghost to counterattack.
Fang Jingtian came tonight as expected.
Unexpectedly, he didn't attack.
There was only one explanation for it.
Fang Jingtian knew the arrangement of Shenmo Peak in advance.
The white cat narrowed his eyes, indicating that it had nothing to do with him.
If it wasn't him, then it would be the Sect Master or Yuan Qijing.
Jing Jiu didn't completely believe it, because it didn't attack tonight, and also because of what he had said when he went to Bihu Peak for the first time.
— If White Ghost didn't agree or acquiesced, even the Peak Master of Bihu couldn't take away a piece of Thunder-Soul Wood.
Of course, in addition to the ghost in Fang Jingtian's heart and this White Ghost, there must be other ghosts in the nine peaks. Senior Brother could only break the Restrictive Formation set by sending his spirit to the disciple of the Underworld through the Thunder-Soul Wood. But he still needed other help to leave the Sword Jail. Who was that person?
He left the cave residence and walked back to the cliff. Looking at the snowy cliff between Shangde Peak illuminated by starlight, he fell silent for a long time.
You have crawled back from hell, how can the Sword Jail keep you in?
Should I have just killed you back then?
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After Nan Zheng escaped from her tribe, she joined Bulao Lin because cultivators needed a lot of resources, which she didn't have.
In Bulao Lin, she had killed a lot of people and seen many horrible scenes. It was like hell.
But that was just watching. Tonight was the first time she walked in it.
Tonight, the hell was covered by a thick layer of fog. She knew it was the Wind and Rain Magic of Ōzawa. It was this fog that blocked her and her companions from sending out distress signals to the night sky.
The sound of fighting could be heard everywhere in the fog. Occasionally, there would be a flash of light, illuminating the dark cliff. Then, there would be screams and groans, which meant death.
From her side came the faint sound of hooves. She knew it was the Magic Guards of the Imperial Court. It was these cavalrymen who killed her red elephant.
The cavalrymen made up of ordinary people became very powerful after sticking talismans on them. Those seemingly fragile arrows became extremely hard after being stuck on the talismans. Even a cultivator like her couldn't bear it. What was more troublesome was that she and her companions met a few scholars of Yimaozhai.
How could those scholars look like scholars?
They were all lunatics!
Tu Qiu was dead. Yu Buhuan was also dead. The former's boxing gloves and the latter's Barren Vase were tied around her waist, and the Green Stone Zither was carried on her back.
If she attacked now, she should be able to kill many cavalrymen of the Magic Guards. But she didn't even think about it.
She just wanted to escape.
Escape out of the fog.
The farther the better.
Finally.
She broke through the clouds and came to the peak.
It was a nameless mountain outside Haizhou City.
Lightning illuminated the world.
She looked back and found that it was the Cloud Platform.
A beam of sword light emerged from the sea.
It entered the sky.
She returned to the human world again.
Her face became extremely pale.
She didn't know if this was the most shameless murder in the history of the cultivation world.
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