When the Immortal Sect Leader and Yuan Qijing went to the West Sea, it was the best opportunity for Fang Jingtian to kill them, but he did not appear, so someone must have told him.
Jing Jiu suspected the Immortal Sect Leader, Yuan Qijing himself, and even the White Ghost, but he forgot about the one with the best vision in the nine peaks of Aoyama.
He rubbed the bamboo plate in his hand, thinking about this matter.
Zhao Layue remembered that the Master of Xilai Peak, Fang Jingtian, was also the disciple of that person. After a moment of silence, she asked, "As you said, cultivators usually accept disciples very late, so why did Taiping Zhenren accept disciples so early, and so many?"
This was the first time she directly mentioned this name and the history related to this name in front of Jing Jiu.
She wanted to appear calm, but her voice still trembled slightly.
"That person's way of thinking is very special. He never believed in worldly karma, so he was naturally not afraid. He believed that those who could cultivate should cultivate, and he also believed that there is strength in numbers, so he began to accept disciples very early …"
Jing Jiu paused and continued, "If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't imagine his bloodline being duplicated, perhaps he would have already had tens of thousands of children."
Zhao Layue could not understand, thinking that Taiping Zhenren's way of thinking was too strange.
This was because Jing Jiu did not tell her all of Taiping's thoughts, or else Zhao Layue would not find it strange, but would feel extreme fear.
Just like Jing Jiu at this time, even though hundreds of years had passed, he still felt extremely cold when he thought of Taiping's thoughts again.
There were really few things in the world that could make him feel uneasy and cold, so of course that vicious thought was at the top of the list.
"But it turns out that at least part of that person's thoughts were right."
Jing Jiu said, "If he hadn't accepted Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing as his disciples early on, it would not have been so easy to take back Aoyama."
Of course, just Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing were not enough. Those Martial Uncles and Elders in the hermit peaks had an extraordinarily high Cultivation state. Although he and his Senior Brother were strong enough, it was still a little difficult for them to completely suppress the opponents. Therefore, they needed other forces.
This was the first time Zhao Layue had heard of the secrets of the past. She asked with her eyes wide open, "Did Taiping Zhenren ask for help?"
"How can we let outsiders interfere in the affairs of Aoyama?"
Jing Jiu glanced at the white cat in her arms.
Zhao Layue understood what he meant. Her posture, which she had already gotten used to, became stiff again. She said, "Shouldn't the Guardians remain neutral?"
The white cat opened its eyes and glanced at Jing Jiu. Without saying a word, it closed its eyes and went back to sleep.
Jing Jiu said, "The Guardians are also cultivators. Of course, they have their own pursuits, whether it's ascension or longevity."
"What did Taiping Zhenren promise them?" asked Zhao Layue.
Jing Jiu said, "He only said one thing at the time."
It was because of that one thing that the two Guardians of Aoyama stood on the side of his Big Brother and his Senior Brother. As a result, they were able to suppress all the peaks and stabilize the current situation of Aoyama.
"What did he say?" asked Zhao Layue curiously.
Jing Jiu said, "When one man achieves the Dao, all his chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven."
By now Zhao Layue knew that it was the Dead Dog and the Master Dark Phoenix.
The disciples of Aoyama would enter a small building before entering the Sword-Washing Stream from the outside gate, where the portraits of the important figures in the history of the Aoyama Sect were hung. The most eye-catching portraits were those of the sect masters of the past generations. Nobody had thought that the arrangement of those portraits seemed simple, but there were too many secrets hidden in them.
As far as they were concerned, the Daoism of Aoyama had never been broken off. From the founding grandmasters to the Immortal Daoyuan, to Taiping Zhenren, and to the current Immortal Sect Master, the inheritance was very clear. Nobody knew that so many things had happened before Taiping Zhenren regained control of Aoyama.
The inheritances of those peaks had all disappeared in the long river of history. Those elders of other sects with a profound Cultivation state had either been killed back then, or locked in the Sword Jail, or had hidden in the hermit peaks and sworn never to come out again. Several hundred years later, how many of those elders who had been locked in the Sword Jail and hidden in the hermit peaks were still alive?
There was only one branch of Taiping Zhenren left in Aoyama.
The nine peaks of Aoyama were all Shangde Peak. This statement was indeed correct.
Zhao Layue wondered if she would have to repeat this history again.
No matter how firm her Heart of Dao was, she couldn't help but feel uneasy. She looked at Jing Jiu in a daze, not knowing what to say.
When Aoyama announced that Taiping Zhenren would go into seclusion, nothing happened. Can you control the situation this time?
"Don't worry too much. It's an internal dispute after all. It won't be a matter of life and death."
Jing Jiu patted her head and said, "Plus, there's still a lot of time. We can take our time to prepare."
Cultivators had a long lifespan and a lot of time. Moreover, they spent most of their time and energy on cultivation. As a result, many things would slow down.
Even the execution of conspiracies would be slow.
A voice came from outside the cave residence. It was a message sent by sword letter from some peak.
Zhao Layue put the white cat back on the cold couch and walked out of the cave residence.
"Wake up."
Jing Jiu said.
The white cat opened his eyes and glanced at him.
Jing Jiu said, "Ah Da, someone wants to kill me."
The cold jade couch became very quiet.
The white cat thought, Someone has always wanted to kill you, but they have never been able to.
If they could, you would have died a long time ago. Perhaps you would have died gloriously in my hands?
Jing Jiu was silent for a while. He said, "I don't understand why."
The white cat's pupils shrank. He seemed a little evil.
"No one likes you."
"Why?"
"Is it because of loneliness or boredom? Of course it's because of jealousy, idiot. "
"I see."
"Don't you feel a little disappointed, a little wronged, and even a little sad?"
"Being needed and loved by others is the spiritual desire of mortals. You and I are cultivators. Why should we care about these things?"
After saying this, Jing Jiu glanced at the Golden Pheasant Bamboo Tablet, put it away in his sleeve, and walked out of the cave.
Looking at his back, the white cat thought indifferently, 'Keep pretending, keep pretending.'
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Jing Jiu walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at the peaks in the sea of clouds. His figure seemed a little lonely.
Zhao Layue walked to his side, and the feeling of the scene changed a lot.
Jing Jiu said, "None of them like me. I feel like a failure."
He was talking about the Demon Rooster.
Zhao Layue thought he was talking about Fang Jingtian. She asked, "Since the Sect Master and the Sword Justice knew what he wanted to do, why didn't they stop him?"
Jing Jiu said, "Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing still felt sorry for that person. In their eyes, Fang Jingtian was willing to do something for that person."
Zhao Layue understood what he meant. If Fang Jingtian really wanted to do something, the Sect Master and the Sword Justice would definitely stop him. But if it was just a thought, who could say anything?
It was the most natural thing in the world for a disciple to want to avenge his master.
"It's good to have a disciple."
Jing Jiu was silent for a long time. Then he said, "I'm a little lonely."
It was rare for him to show his true emotions, or rather, it was rare for him to show some emotions.
Zhao Layue looked at him and said seriously, "You have us now, don't you?"
Jing Jiu found that it was true. Shenmo Peak, the loneliest peak among the nine peaks of Aoyama, was getting more and more crowded because there were more and more monkeys and people.
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