The sign of the Undefeated Realm was that the flying sword could be hidden in the sword pill.
Since Jing Jiu was in the Undefeated Realm, why couldn't he do the most basic thing?
Gu Han and Yuan Qu had never heard of this kind of thing, let alone come up with a solution.
The air in the cave residence suddenly became quiet.
And it lasted for a while.
Jing Jiu came to his senses and said, "Forget what I said."
Gu Han and Yuan Qu looked at each other and felt a little embarrassed.
Zhao Layue came up with an idea.
"Let's do closed-door training."
In her opinion, the reason why Martial Granduncle Jingyang could have such an amazing realm was that he often did closed-door training in Shenmo Peak for more than a hundred years.
Unlike now … Even if you are still a peerless genius, how can you be so lazy and not concentrate on your cultivation all these years?
In fact, this was a misunderstanding.
Whether in his previous life or this life, Jing Jiu didn't agree with the common closed-door training in the cultivation world.
The reason why he rarely left Shenmo Peak and said that he had been in closed-door training for more than a hundred years was that he didn't want to see other people and meddle in other people's business.
According to his opinion, unless the cultivation reached the most critical moment and couldn't be disturbed, then it was necessary to isolate himself from the world and concentrate on breaking the realm. Usually, cultivation was just meditation, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and understanding the truth of heaven and earth. Why did he have to shut himself in the cave for so long?
After hearing this, Zhao Layue remembered that Jing Jiu was not an ordinary cultivator.
Ordinary cultivators, including her, often needed to do closed-door training, except for the critical moment of breaking the realm. Even if it was just ordinary cultivation, if there was a more quiet independent space without being disturbed, of course, it would be more helpful to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and purify the Taoist Heart.
Jing Jiu didn't need to do this.
Everyone in Shenmo Peak knew that he could cultivate even lying on the bamboo chair.
Many times, there was a cat sitting on his head, and a cicada sitting on the cat's back.
He seemed to be able to enter the state of bright Taoist Heart at any time and anywhere.
Zhao Layue even had a feeling that he might be in this state all the time.
This was an awesome talent.
"Then why is Senior Brother Zhuo Rusui of Tianguang Peak in seclusion?"
Yuan Qu asked curiously.
Zhuo Rusui was the last disciple of the Enlightened Master. He was also the most talented disciple before Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui. His position among the disciples of Aoyama was very high.
Even though Zhao Layue had become the master of Shenmo Peak all these years and Liu Shisui had done so many great things, it still couldn't change this fact.
The reason was simple. It was because he had been in seclusion.
From the first day they entered Aoyama, many disciples knew that Senior Brother Zhuo was cultivating in seclusion at Tianguang Peak.
Many years later, Senior Brother Zhuo was still in seclusion.
Not to mention those disciples, even Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu had never seen Zhuo Rusui.
There were many cultivators who had been in seclusion for decades or even longer, but it was rare to see a young cultivator like Zhuo Rusui who had been in seclusion for more than ten years when he just entered the mountain gate.
Anything that could be done to the extreme would be extraordinary. As the time of seclusion grew longer, Zhuo Rusui became more mysterious and eye-catching.
Jing Jiu said, "In the words of the officials in the human world, he is nurturing his prestige."
Gu Qing understood what he meant. He smiled and said nothing.
Yuan Qu understood the meaning of nurturing his prestige, but he didn't understand what it had to do with Zhuo Rusui's seclusion.
Jing Jiu asked, "If the Imperial Court wants to recruit a famous scholar as an official, what will he do if the official position isn't what he wants?"
"He will refuse, of course. That way, his reputation will be higher, and he may get more in the future …"
Yuan Qu said, "But I still don't understand. There are no official positions in the Aoyama Sect. What is Senior Brother Zhuo waiting for?"
"He is waiting for a moment, a moment when he can be sure that he is the strongest cultivator in the young generation of Aoyama."
Jing Jiu said, "I can even imagine those scenes. In the past ten years, there were several times when he succeeded in breaking through the state. Just when he was feeling happy, he suddenly found out that there was a young fellow disciple in Aoyama who had broken through the state before him. He was so shocked that he could only return to the manor cave gloomily."
Gu Qing and Yuan Qu naturally looked at Zhao Layue.
Many records of cultivation in the Aoyama Sect were recorded in Shenmo Peak. It was either the Immortal Jingyang or Zhao Layue.
Jing Jiu was referring to the latter.
Zhao Layue looked at him and said, "It's a bit unkind to guess a fellow disciple without any basis."
Jing Jiu said, "It's not a guess. The Sect Master took him as his last disciple, so he must like him very much. And what a person likes most is the person who is most like them."
"I don't think I'm like you in any way," Zhao Layue said.
"Actually, we are quite alike," Jing Jiu said.
Zhao Layue was startled and said, "You seem to be … talking a bit too much today."
"Since you want me to go into seclusion, then I'll tell you everything I want to say in the future."
Jing Jiu looked at her and said, "When I go into seclusion, don't delay your cultivation. Don't let him get ahead of you."
Zhao Layue said impatiently, "You'd better worry about yourself."
She was very respectful to Jing Jiu, but she pretended to be indifferent in front of others. But she couldn't help it now.
…
…
Staying behind closed doors was an important matter for the Cultivation practitioners.
They had never seen Jing Jiu stay behind closed doors, but they had only seen him lying on the bamboo chair; so they had to be more cautious.
After Zhao Layue had finished writing the sword letter to inform all the peaks, she inserted the Thoughtless Sword into the cliff wall, activating the forbidding formation to seal off the whole of Shenmo Peak.
The stone door of the manor cave was closed slowly.
She said to Gu Qing and Yuan Qu, "He might stay behind closed doors for many years; so there's no need to stay here all the time. Let's disperse first, and come back to check on him in a few days."
A few cries of monkeys could be heard in the cliffs, but there was no sign of anyone on the peak top.
The white cat strolled out from the manor cave slowly and looked at the autumn sun with narrowed eyes, showing an indescribable contented expression.
The forbidding formation of Shenmo Peak had been opened, so the cat could come out to bathe in the sun at any time. It was quite a pleasure, but it was a pity that he couldn't squat on Jing Jiu's head anymore.
A band of smoke rose up on the ground, and along with a clear sound of friction, Cold Cicada ran out and squatted gingerly by the white cat.
…
…
There were many manor caves on the Shenmo Peak that were unused.
Jing Jiu found a manor cave in the deep end of the peak and walked in.
The arrangement in the manor cave was simple: a stone bed, no futon, and a clear spring water trickling down from the wall; there was nothing else.
Jing Jiu didn't form the Daoist seals or set up the formations like other Cultivation practitioners did when they stayed behind closed doors. He walked to the stone bed and sat down casually.
Jing Jiu sat cross-legged, his body leaning forward slightly, his right elbow resting on his knee, and his right hand supporting his chin. He was deep in thought.
He had been meditating for more than ten days.
During this process, he didn't get up once, nor did he take a sip of the spring water; his posture didn't even change.
Zhao Layue and the others came to check on him twice after they were certain that Jing Jiu wasn't afraid of being disturbed. They had no idea what he was doing, but they had a feeling that …
Jing Jiu, who was in deep thought, resembled the fairy men in the famous frescoes at the Shuanglin Temple, exuding a kind of solemn and mysterious beauty.
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…
One day, Jing Jiu opened his eyes and looked at the iron sword by his side, thinking of something.
The iron sword flew up and arrived in front of him.
According to the Cultivation methods of the Aoyama Sect and other sword sects, after one entered the Undefeated State, the flying sword would merge with the Sword Pill by thinking of something.
This process was usually called withdrawing the sword.
The Cultivation practitioners had many ways of withdrawing the sword; some would make the flying sword disappear, and some would swallow the flying sword.
There were also some more unconventional ways of withdrawing the sword. For instance, the elders of the Ancient Sword Sect preferred to bring the Sword Pill out of their bodies to receive the flying sword in the air.
For a swordsman in the Undefeated State, withdrawing the sword was the simplest thing to do.
However, Jing Jiu couldn't do it. No matter how hard he tried, the iron sword couldn't get close to his body.
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