One cannot step into the same river.
A dog cannot have two masters.
What would they do if that happened?
The Dead Dog couldn't give an answer.
Not even Jing Jiu.
After a moment of silence, he said, "This is our problem. It has nothing to do with you."
The Dead Dog closed his eyes.
Jing Jiu turned around and walked into the dark passageway, quickly disappearing.
This was the Sword Prison.
Powerful warriors of the Underworld, cruel evil cultivators, and powerful demons of the Abyss were imprisoned in the cells on both sides of the tunnel.
There was no sound in the dark passage. The foul and horrible demonic aura was faintly discernible behind the wall, like the mountains and seas in the fog.
As long as a trace of that terrifying aura leaked out from the door, it would contaminate the Dao Tree of cultivators and even destroy it.
Jing Jiu didn't pay any attention to this, because those demons in the cell couldn't sense his arrival.
When he passed by a cell, he stopped to take a look.
This cell belonged to Martial Uncle Tai Lu.
Back then, Martial Uncle Tai Lu was the Peak Master of Mochen Peak, and he was already at the peak of the Broken Sea Realm.
During the civil strife in Aoyama, Uncle Master Tai Lu was severely wounded by him. But he was unwilling to surrender, nor was he willing to take the oath to enter the hermit peaks for closed-door cultivation. That was why he was imprisoned here.
Mochen Peak became the current Qingrong Peak.
Six hundred or seven hundred years?
He was still alive?
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Jing Jiu continued walking forward.
The passageway gradually widened until it became a large hall. The floor was paved with bluestone, and there were bright lamps hanging all around. It didn't look as gloomy and scary as before.
There was a passage on his right that led to the depths of the prison under the illumination of the lamp. At the end of it was a solitary cell.
Jing Jiu looked at that place from afar and did not go over.
This passageway and the surroundings of the cells were filled with the most formidable sword wills in Chaotian.
As long as they got slightly closer, they would be sliced into countless pieces by those sword intents.
Jing Jiu couldn't get close either.
Because this was the sword intent that he had personally laid down back then.
Senior Brother had been imprisoned here ever since he, Liu Ci, and Yuan Qijing had joined forces to suppress him.
Taiping Zhenren was in seclusion.
Aoyama Eight Hundred Mile Forbidden Zone.
Of course, they were all fake.
The Jing imperial court didn't send their army to the Cold Mountain to protect Taiping Zhenren, but to intimidate his Big Brother in the outside world at Jing Jiu's request.
To go into seclusion was to be imprisoned.
Later, when Lei Poyun was suppressed at the Shanghai Peak, he also used this name.
Just like what he had said to Zhao Layue, "History repeats itself, just like the road up the mountain."
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Jing Jiu silently looked at the cell in the distance.
The sword intent that he had personally set up was still there, and its sharpness was no less than before. Naturally, no one would be able to escape from it.
Sure enough, Senior Martial Brother had used the Thunder-Soul Wood to move to the body of another imprisoned Underworld demon, and then left the Sword Jail.
The whole matter was very clear.
Jing Jiu didn't stay any longer. He turned around and walked towards the passage in front of the hall.
This passageway was also illuminated, but it was not very bright, and the aura was also very ordinary.
The cells here were used to imprison ordinary demons of the Underworld and disciples of Aoyama who had severely violated the sect's rules.
As Jing Jiu walked to the front of a stone room, his line of sight fell on the lock.
It was a complicated sword lock, which could only be unlocked by knowing the order of the sword wills of the swordsmen and the subtle differences in their strength.
As far as Jing Jiu was concerned, this was not a difficult task. He reached out his hand and grabbed the sword lock. Along with a series of grinding sounds, the sword lock was unlocked.
As the stone door was opened, Liu Shisui sat on a pile of straw.
He got up and looked at Jing Jiu, feeling a bit tired.
Jing Jiu looked at him in Silence.
"Why did you do this?"
Liu Shisui couldn't figure it out, and he felt a bit sad this time.
The situation when he was imprisoned in the Sword Jail a few years ago was completely different from this time.
He didn't understand why he had to endure all this when he had finally returned to Aoyama.
If it were any other time, Jing Jiu would take him away from here. But today, he had something to say to Liu Shisui.
He had never said these words to Liu Shisui, even when he knew that Liu Shisui was preparing to go to Bulao Lin as a spy.
This was the most terrifying Sword Jail in the nine peaks of Aoyama, but it was also the safest place. He didn't need to worry about being overheard.
Jing Jiu said, "Someone wanted to target me, and that's why you were implicated."
Liu Shisui looked at him and said seriously, "But even now, you still won't tell me why you killed Senior Uncle Zuo Yi."
Jing Jiu said, "I won't talk about the reason. I'll just talk about the situation at the time. He wanted to kill Zhao Layue, so we killed him."
Liu Shisui thought about it and said, "Alright, this is a good reason."
Jing Jiu said, "Even if this matter didn't happen, you wouldn't have a bright future in Aoyama."
"Why?"
Liu Shisui wasn't angry, but he was genuinely puzzled.
Jing Jiu thought of how his Big Brother had been sent to the Sword Jail and interrogated for a long time after returning from the Underworld, even though his contribution was greater than that of Liu Shisui.
If the Shanghai Peak hadn't been their territory to begin with, something terrible would have happened.
"It's because you've been in the darkness, but you want to appear brighter now. It's natural that some people don't like you."
Upon hearing this, Liu Shisui fell silent.
After returning to Aoyama this time, Jing Jiu had sensed some changes, such as Big Brother Jian Ruyun.
It might be because of jealousy, or it might be because of more complicated reasons.
Jing Jiu continued, "Since you agreed to go to Bulao Lin, you've cut off the possibility of becoming the sect master of Aoyama. It's because many people will oppose you because of what you've experienced in the past. You have to disguise yourself as the darkness while walking in the dark; this is a sin that can't be washed away."
Back when my Big Brother wanted to take over the position of the sect master, the Senior Masters and Elders of the other peaks used this reason to deny him.
You have so many followers in the Underworld; who knows what you're thinking? Is there any relationship between you and the Underworld? Even if there's no problem with all this, you've killed so many disciples of the orthodox Cultivation sects with the highly achieved swordsmen of the Underworld. If you become the sect master of Aoyama, what will those orthodox Cultivation sects think of you?
In the end, my Big Brother became the sect master of Aoyama by killing people.
Kill until you don't dare to oppose him anymore, and then the sin that can't be washed away will be forgotten.
Liu Shisui couldn't do that, at least not yet. Then he would never become the sect master of Aoyama.
"I don't care about that. I've never thought of becoming the sect master."
Liu Shisui said earnestly while looking at Jing Jiu, "So I won't regret it."
"I know," said Jing Jiu.
Liu Shisui was quite satisfied.
His Young Master knew what kind of person he was, and he believed that he would always be that kind of person. This was something to be happy about.
He continued: "I will continue to do this. The more good there is, the less bad there will be"
"The evil in the world won't decrease because of your efforts to clean it up, because it isn't a real thing"
Jing Jiu continued: "Everything in the world has its own order, and each has its own place. This is good. Breaking the rules and throwing the order into chaos is evil. If you want to clean up evil, you need to destroy the soil that gave birth to it, so that it won't have a chance to appear"
Liu Shisui asked: "Then what should we do?"
Jing Jiu answered: "Create the most stable and most powerful order in the world"
Liu Shisui asked: "How can we achieve this?"
Jing Jiu answered: "Become the most powerful person in the world"
This wasn't advising him to do good, it was advising him to learn.
Don't think about those useless things. Cultivation is the true path.
Liu Shisui silently thought that if he was the sect master of Aoyama, Xiao He's problem would be easily solved.
Because he could make his own rules and order.
"Where should I go next?"
"The Guocheng Temple. The energy in your body is too heterogeneous. That place can help you. "
Jing Jiu handed him a letter.
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