Xiao He squatted by the cliff's edge, looking at the iron kettle on the stove attentively. Listening to the sound of the water, she wondered what kind of tea she would change the Maojian Tea into.
Gu Qing showed Bai Zao around the manor cave.
The manor cave of the Immortal Jingyang was the best scenery for any Cultivation practitioner.
The tea in the iron kettle was ready. Xiao He carried it into the manor cave. Gu Qing led Bai Zao into the manor cave, and then they took their seats.
Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu sat at the head of the table, and Yuan Qu and Gu Qing stood on the two sides. Xiao He was distributing the tea with a focused expression, as if she hadn't seen anything.
This was the first time that Shenmo Peak had received a guest in such a formal manner.
Seeing this scene, Bai Zao felt that there was a hidden meaning behind it. After some thought, he figured it out and sighed softly in his mind, his expression growing more feeble.
Yuan Qu shot a glance at Gu Qing, wondering if they had gone too far.
Gu Qing showed a calm expression, showing no reaction.
The atmosphere in the manor cave was a bit awkward. "What's going on?" asked Jing Jiu, feeling baffled.
Bai Zao said with a faint smile, "Maybe it's because of that rumor."
Jing Jiu was taken aback. He really didn't know about that rumor, because nobody had told him about it.
It was always true that the person involved was always the last one to know the truth.
Zhao Layue didn't know about the rumor either, shooting a glance at Gu Qing.
Gu Qing was startled, wondering why Jing Jiu had changed into a new set of clothes, washed her hair, and tied her hair into two adorable braids if she didn't know about it.
Zhao Layue knew that Bai Zao would come to Shenmo Peak, but she didn't feel a strong sense of competition like she did when she heard that the disciple of Lian Sanyue was going to participate in the Plum Meeting.
She didn't have a bad impression of Bai Zao, nor did she have a good impression of him. The reason she dressed herself up was for two reasons.
The first was politeness.
As well as not to be known to outsiders.
She doesn't want Bai Zao to misunderstand the awkward atmosphere in the cave residence at this time because of her, so she asks seriously, "What rumor?"
"Rumor has it that I came to Aoyama to propose marriage to Senior Brother Jing Jiu."
When Bai Zao spoke, he did not look at Jing Jiu. Instead, he looked at Zhao Layue in Silence.
In the current Cultivation circle of Chaotian, the most famous thing was not Tong Yan's chess playing or Zhuo Rusui's concealment, but Jing Jiu's beauty.
After the chess tournament of the Plum Meeting, the Cultivation tournament, and his six years in the snowland, Jing Jiu had become even more famous. He had even become a legendary figure of the younger generation, and he was admired by many female Cultivation practitioners of the orthodox and deviant sects.
However, he seldom left Shenmo Peak, to say nothing of leaving Aoyama. Those female Cultivation practitioners had no way to get close to him; they couldn't even catch a glimpse of him from a distance. As such, Zhao Layue, who stayed with Jing Jiu day and night on the Shenmo Peak and on their journey, and Bai Zao, who had been trapped with Jing Jiu in the snowland for six years, became the targets of their jealousy.
As such, in many people's eyes, they were the only ones who were qualified to compete for Jing Jiu's heart.
Bai Zao had the same thought, so he paid close attention to Zhao Layue's reaction after he said that.
Zhao Layue didn't respond.
Moreover, she didn't suppress her emotion or disguise it. She didn't show any emotion at all.
Bai Zao was baffled, looking at her in bewilderment.
Zhao Layue misunderstood what she meant. She got up and walked toward the outside of the manor cave.
Yuan Qu and Gu Qing eyed each other. They had no choice but to follow her out no matter how reluctant they were.
Xiao He didn't dare eavesdrop, so she followed them out.
Zhao Layue walked to the cliff's edge, looking at the ocean of clouds and the peaks with her hands behind her back.
Yuan Qu was quite anxious. He scratched his ears and cheeks, but he didn't dare advise her.
Xiao He sneered, "You're like a monkey. It's useless to be anxious. You have to think of a solution."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Qu was taken aback a bit. As he was about to ask what solution she had, Gu Qing suddenly spoke.
"If you can't learn how to speak less, my Master might send you to the Guocheng Temple to learn the Vow of Silence."
Jing Jiu didn't talk much, but he would occasionally mention the two monks of the Guocheng Temple when the monkeys on Shenmo Peak were as noisy as their relatives on Shiyue Peak, or when Yuan Qu was nagging, or when they talked about Liu Shisui.
The expression in Gu Qing's eyes when looking at Xiao He was quite calm and profound.
Xiao He suddenly felt a bit cold.
Then she remembered that Gu Qing was already in the upper state of the Undefeated and was ready to break through the Free Travel State at any moment.
His Cultivation state was ranked second on Shenmo Peak.
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Jing Jiu didn't understand why there was such a rumor. Given the status of the Zhongzhou School in Chaotian, the rumor would vanish instantly like the ice and snow under the scorching sun, as long as Bai Zao didn't want it to happen, even if someone had added fuel to the fire behind the scenes.
It could be said that the rumor was spread by the Zhongzhou School, or at least it was tacitly approved by the school.
Bai Zao said, "First of all, it's because of my selfish idea. My mother has always liked Big Brother Tong Yan, and her affection for him became more obvious after he killed Big Brother Lo Huainan. I don't want to be Big Brother Tong Yan's Cultivation partner, so I need a reason. "
Jing Jiu didn't ask why the couple of the sect master of the Zhongzhou School knew the secret of Tong Yan, because it was a matter of course.
No matter how cautious Bai Zao and Tong Yan were, they couldn't conceal their secret from the couple.
It was the same with the case of Lo Huainan.
"That's a good reason."
Jing Jiu said, "Tong Yan is not bad, but since you don't like him, you have no choice but to give up."
Bai Zao expressed his thanks.
It was unclear whether he thanked Jing Jiu for praising Tong Yan or thanked Jing Jiu for his understanding and tolerance.
"And I think this rumor should be beneficial to you."
She continued, "Because of me, your Cultivation state has stagnated for six years. I believe you must have suffered a great deal of pressure in Aoyama, and I want to share some of the burden."
Jing Jiu said, "Maybe there is pressure, but it won't affect me. And if someone wants to make trouble, the rumor is just a rumor, and it won't be of much use."
"What if the rumor becomes true? The Aoyama Sect won't give you any more pressure, and our two sects will be on good terms. The alliance of the orthodox sects will become a real thing, instead of an illusory rumor. If you and I become Cultivation partners, it will only be beneficial from any point of view, with no disadvantages. "
Bai Zao's voice was very calm, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
Jing Jiu said, "I told you back in White Town that it's impossible."
Bai Zao pulled back his gaze and looked at the black tea in the bowl, which looked like medicine, remaining silent for a long time.
During this long silence, Jing Jiu didn't say anything, but looked at her calmly.
Bai Zao looked at him again and said with a faint smile, "I have another task this time, which is to invite you to the celebration of the thirty-thousandth anniversary of our sect."
"On behalf of your parents?" asked Jing Jiu.
"That's right," said Bai Zao.
The Sect Master couple of Zhongzhou School were undoubtedly the most powerful figures in Chaotian.
They invited Jing Jiu, a young disciple of Aoyama, in person, for a reason.
After a moment of silence, Jing Jiu said, "Let's see how it goes."
As Bai Zao was about to get up and leave, she suddenly said, "A poet once wrote a poem about the feeling of the white clouds blowing on one's face. He used many descriptions, but he concluded that it was the feeling of the white clouds blowing on one's face. He wasn't a Cultivation practitioner, so he couldn't feel it, but we can. As such, we don't need to write a poem to explain the feeling.
We can just walk in the clouds. "Jing Jiu understood what she meant. After a moment of silence, he said," The clouds will disperse. The clouds are fake, and the white clouds blowing on one's face are fake as well. "
Anything and everything that would be ended by time was nothing.
Including the white clouds.
Including the clouds blowing on one's face.
Affection.
And more.
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Bai Zao walked out of the manor cave.
Gu Qing and the others had already left.
Zhao Layue stood by the cliff's edge, looking at the ocean of clouds with her hands folded behind her back.
Bai Zao walked to her side.
A gust of wind suddenly rose in the mountain.
The ocean of clouds rose and fell, overflowing the peak top and blowing on one's face.
Zhao Layue said, "You have never competed with me, but with himself."
"Do you mean that he is too narcissistic?" asked Bai Zao.
Zhao Layue said, "No, it's because he believes that living is a personal matter."
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