Zhao Layue's question didn't interrupt Jing Jiu's train of thought; on the contrary, it made him think even more seriously.
What he had said to Liu Shisui was the truth, and it was his heartfelt words.
For this world, ascension was the greatest evil, but it was also his greatest and only pursuit.
As such, good and evil were like floating clouds to him.
It was only because his Cultivation needed to be undisturbed, and he needed peace and quiet. Of course, it was also because of certain emotional connections that he had a standpoint.
He understood Fang Jingtian's emotional need to avenge his Master, and he also understood Lei Poyun's bitter pursuit of breaking through the Cultivation state.
His Big Brother's words could set off earth-shaking waves in the world, and it was also because he understood what everyone needed and pursued.
The only exception was Jing Jiu himself. His Big Brother had never known what he liked or wanted; he only knew that he wanted to ascend, but he couldn't give it to him.
It was the same as how he knew what Zhao Layue wanted, but he couldn't give it to her.
Zhao Layue said, "Fang Jingtian asked Tian Jingren to kill you, which is obviously related to the Western Sea Sword School and Bulao Lin. Why didn't the Sect Master and the Sword Justice deal with it?"
Jing Jiu said, "As I said, they are brothers, and there is no evidence."
Zhao Layue asked, "Don't you think Shanghai Peak is very suspicious?"
All the nine peaks of Aoyama knew that Yuan Qijing didn't like the Immortal Jingyang, and the way Shanghai Peak handled the recent events didn't seem right.
Jing Jiu knew that Yuan Qijing didn't like him, but he didn't have any suspicions. He explained to her, "He killed Lei Poyun."
Zhao Layue said, "He might have killed him to silence him."
Jing Jiu looked at her in Silence.
After a moment of silence, Zhao Layue said, "Well, it's a good thing that Liu Shisui's Cultivation problem can be solved."
Even though she said so, she was still displeased after being tricked by Xilai Peak, and Jian Ruyun and the others were so muddle-headed. She breathed heavily.
Jing Jiu knew that she was unhappy. In fact, he was not used to it either. In the past, if he encountered such a situation, he would either kill the person with a single strike, or the other party would kneel down and beg for mercy before he drew his sword. It had never been like this, where his hands and feet were tied.
"What cultivators lack the least is patience."
He didn't know if he was teaching her or advising himself.
When Jing Jiu was trapped in the snowfield, Gu Qing once said that it was never too late for a cultivator to take revenge, but Zhao Layue was never such a person.
She looked at Jing Jiu and asked earnestly, "When can you enter the Broken Sea State?"
Jing Jiu was still in the middle state of the Undefeated, five levels away from the Broken Sea State.
For ordinary disciples of Aoyama, they could break through the first state in a dozen years if everything went well. Of course, it was normal for them to spend dozens of years.
But Zhao Layue had endless hope for Jing Jiu, even though his Cultivation state had stagnated for more than seven years and he was about to become the weakest disciple of Shenmo Peak.
In her eyes, as long as Jing Jiu could break through the Broken Sea State, neither Bai Rujing nor Fang Jingtian could be his match.
Hearing this question, Jing Jiu smiled but didn't say anything.
Zhao Layue didn't understand what he meant, asking, "What's the matter?"
She didn't notice the bitterness in Jing Jiu's smile, either because the autumn sun in the sky was too bright or because his smiling face was too good-looking.
Surprisingly, there was a hint of self-mockery in his smile.
These were the emotions that rarely appeared on his face.
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Jing Jiu had never worried about his Cultivation, but now it seemed that he was overconfident, because he had encountered a problem that he couldn't solve.
The Queen of the Snowy Kingdom gave birth, which brought about a strange change in the snowland. He and Bai Zao were trapped in the cold cave for six years.
During the six years, in order to keep the temperature in the cave and prevent Bai Zao from freezing to death, Jing Jiu kept burning the Sword Fire without a moment's pause.
To keep the Sword Fire burning, he needed to supply Zhen Yuan constantly and ensure that Zhen Yuan wouldn't be exhausted. During the six years, the Zhen Yuan in his body had been running at the lowest level, barely maintaining a glimmer of vitality, like the last thin ice on the river that was about to melt completely, or like the last piece of paper in the furnace that was about to be burned out.
Under such circumstances, he couldn't cultivate, nor could he have the spirit to perceive heaven and earth. He could only temper his will to be extremely tough.
Unfortunately, Jing Jiu didn't need this, so the six years were completely wasted for him.
He didn't care much about it, thinking that everything would return to normal when he returned to Aoyama. Even though he was still in the middle state of the Undefeated for the first two years, and there was no sign of a breakthrough, he was still not in a hurry. After all, Cultivation was a method of grinding. Without a certain time, the rain could only splash when it fell on the green stone.
Until a few days ago, when he was thinking about the problem of Liu Shisui's Cultivation, in order to do a comparative study, he performed a sword observation and self-awareness, and at the same time made a deduction and evolution, and unexpectedly found that … if it went on like this, it seemed that the drop of water would never be able to drip through the green stone.
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A rare meeting was held at the Shenmo Peak, either at the cliff or in the cave.
Jing Jiu didn't lie on the bamboo chair, and neither did Zhao Layue; they both sat on the warm jade bed.
Seeing the two of them sitting side by side, Yuan Qü naturally thought of the words "red candle", revealing a silly smile on his face. Then, he sensed that the atmosphere in the manor cave was a bit depressing, so he stopped smiling and stood by Gu Qing's side with a solemn expression.
The white cat and Cold Cicada didn't like the warm jade bed, so they crouched on a bamboo shoot in the distance, unwilling to come closer.
The reason Jing Jiu gathered the crowd was that he intended to solve his own Cultivation problem.
Zhao Layue thought it was ridiculous, thinking that if Jing Jiu couldn't solve his Cultivation problem, who else in all of Chaotian could?
Yet, Yuan Qu thought it was normal. No matter how talented his Senior Master was in the sword work, he couldn't be better than his Master with natural Dao quality, and Big Brother Gu Qing had an outstanding comprehension ability. Even though Yuan Qu was on the verge of catching up with his Senior Master in Cultivation, it was natural for his Senior Master to ask for help. It was admirable that his Senior Master didn't feel ashamed to ask for help.
Gu Qing of course didn't think the same way as Jing Jiu. His Master was so powerful that he could easily obtain the true sword of the Nine Peaks; how could he be qualified to help him?
Jing Jiu didn't pay attention to what his two disciples were thinking. He told them about the problem he had encountered, and got to the point.
It was because his flying sword couldn't merge with the Sword Pill.
Hearing this, Gu Qing and Yuan Qu looked at the black iron sword in front of Jing Jiu reflexively.
This iron sword inherited from the Immortal Master Mo of the Xilai Peak was quite ordinary. After being burned by his sword fire for six years in the snowland, the surface of the iron sword had melted and then solidified again, layer by layer, turning into something like a shell. It looked very ugly, like a pair of burnt tongs.
After entering the Undefeated State, Jing Jiu still carried the iron sword on his back, which had become an anecdote in the Cultivation circle. Who would have thought that he didn't do it on purpose, but had no other choice?
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