Bai Zao said, "Senior Brother Tong Yan doesn't know. Moreover, he doesn't even want to tell me where he went."
The reason why she felt that something was about to happen was related to this.
Three years ago, Tong Yan disappeared for a period of time. After returning to the mountain, she did not mention anything about what had happened.
Jing Jiu thought for a moment and said, "It's okay."
When he said that he was fine, Bai Zao felt much more at ease.
Although her cultivation level was much higher than his, perhaps it was the experience on the snowy plains that made her have an unimaginable trust in him.
She suddenly noticed that Jing Jiu was wearing a cotton shirt today.
She raised her hand and ran her fingers over the slightly rough surface of the robe. She asked curiously, "Where's the white robe?"
Jing Jiu said, "The white clothes are made of natural silk, which is rare."
Actually, there were still many white clothes at the top of Shenmo Peak, but every time they were used, there would be one less.
Three pieces of white clothing were destroyed in the Fiend Prison, which made him feel uneasy. As such, he changed to the cotton clothing after he came out of the prison.
"Sky Worm Silk … Is it the silk in that … cocoon in the snowfield?"
Bai Zao asked with a blushing face.
Jing Jiu said, "It should be about the same."
Bai Zao seemed to be thinking of something and looked at him in a daze.
Jing Jiu didn't pay attention to it. He reached out to catch a falling begonia flower on the tip of the tree and remained silent.
No matter how rare and precious Heavenly Worm Silk was, it could still be found. However, the woman who used Heavenly Worm Silk to make clothes for him … would definitely not be willing to make clothes for him again.
The twilight grew thicker, and the flower petals displayed strange colors, looking like the colorful petals in the green valley of the Fiend Prison.
Jing Jiu thought of the King Of The Underworld and his Senior Brother's notes. He thought of the word "old friend" and suddenly felt the urge to go and take a look.
For countless years, whether he was at the Shangde Peak or the Shenmo Peak, he rarely had the thought of visiting other places or visiting his old friends.
Today, this thought appeared naturally in his heart, and it was incomparably clear.
He wasn't going to see Guo Dong.
That woman was too much trouble.
But he could go and see her.
When Jing Jiu was looking at the flower petal in his palm, Bai Zao was looking at his face. Both of them had their own thoughts.
Under the setting sun, a young man and a young woman stood under the tree. It was a beautiful scene.
Suddenly, a crisp bell rang.
Bai Zao turned around and saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy standing at the entrance of the back garden with a nervous expression.
Thinking that the scene of him staring at Jing Jiu in a daze might have been seen by this young man, Bai Zao felt a little embarrassed and said to Jing Jiu, "I'll talk to you in a few days."
"I'm leaving Zhaoge City," said Jing Jiu.
Bai Zao thought that he was going back to Aoyama and was a little disappointed, but he didn't say anything. He just reminded him not to forget the Cloud Dream Conference in a few years and then said goodbye.
When ordinary people bid farewell, they would often say, "Don't forget the dinner in a few days."
Cultivators would often make appointments in years.
The difference between the two sometimes made people feel sad.
Regardless of whether it was the former or the latter, there was a reason to feel sad.
After Bai Zao left the Jing House, the white cat strolled out from behind Jing Li, the bell on his neck ringing crisply.
Jing Li's face turned red, and he was on the verge of crying out. "Little … little uncle, I didn't do it on purpose," he said.
Jing Jiu knew that Jing Li must have been forced to come here by Liu Ada, so he didn't blame him.
As for why Liu Ada asked Jing Jiu to interrupt the conversation between him and Bai Zao, Jing Jiu had figured it out a long time ago.
"It's okay. Go and play."
Jing Jiu picked up the white cat from the ground, turned around and headed to his room while holding him in his chest.
Jing Li was certain that Mimi was his uncle's cat and not a devil. He laughed out happily and ran to the back garden while clapping his hands, his voice as crisp as the bell.
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The twilight faded away, and the dark night arrived. The living room was brightly lit. Jing Li and his family members were having dinner while talking about what had happened during the day in a low voice.
Sitting in the shadow of the room, Jing Jiu remained silent while looking at the fallen flower in his hand.
It was then that Gu Qing came back to the Jing House from the Royal Palace after finishing his work for the day.
He had lived here for the last three years. It was only in the last ten days that he and the Jing House were brought over by the Zhao House.
Speaking of this matter, the Gu Clan felt a bit reluctant.
However, this was Zhaoge City. No matter how considerate or how rich the Gu Clan was, they had no chance of competing with the Zhao House.
Gu Qing went to the living room first. As usual, he asked about Jing Li's study and Jing Shang's work at Taichang Temple. But he was taken aback when he heard what Jing Li said.
He cupped his hands in greeting, and turned to leave the living room under the smiling gazes of the members of the Jing House.
He came to the room as quickly as he could and pushed open the door. "Master, you're back!" he exclaimed in surprise.
As he spoke, he had already bowed to the ground.
Jing Jiu put away the flower in his hand and said to Jing Jiu, "Get up."
Gu Qing was both happy and curious, and also worried. He wanted to say something to Jing Jiu, but he didn't dare ask him anything in the end.
"I've been in the Fiend Prison for the last three years."
"The problem of the Sword Ghost has been solved."
"I was the one who escaped from the Fiend Prison."
"I was the one who released the King Of The Underworld."
Jing Jiu answered all the questions in Gu Qing's mind in four simple sentences, and he didn't forget to ask, "Do you think what I've done is wrong?"
Gu Qing had basically grasped the situation by now. He guessed that his Master came to Zhaoge City to enter the Fiend Prison because he wanted to find the King Of The Underworld and learn how to solve the problem of the Sword Ghost.
Did Jing Jiu do the right thing? A disciple of Aoyama had entered the Fiend Prison in secret, met the King Of The Underworld in secret, learned the devil methods of the Underworld, and even released the King Of The Underworld in the end, which led to the tragic death of the divine guardian animal of Zhongzhou School, the Old Dragon … Was any of the things he had done right?
Gu Qing had been a sword attendant on Liangwang Peak since he was a child, and what he received was the orthodox education of the Gu Clan and Aoyama. As such, he couldn't understand what Jing Jiu had done. Yet, he was his disciple. How could he accuse Jing Jiu of doing something wrong? Thousands of words could only be summed up in one sentence, "Master … this kind of thing is too dangerous, you have to be more careful in the future."
Looking back on the last three years in the Fiend Prison, the most troublesome moment was when he was suddenly intercepted by the spiritual soul of the Old Dragon when he came out of the prison; but the situation was still under control until then. He believed that the King Of The Underworld knew what he was thinking, just like he knew what the King Of The Underworld was thinking.
In fact, nobody had witnessed the most dangerous moment, including those figures in the Heavenly Arrival State in the Empty Realm.
It was at that time that the Old Dragon employed the Heaven and Earth in a Jar again and turned himself into a small black snake in the muddy water. The white cat stared at him from the ruins, ready to tear him into pieces.
If Jing Jiu hadn't appeared like a ghost and stopped the white cat, no matter what he, his Big Brother, the Emperor and the Guocheng Temple had planned and planned, it would have been useless.
The Zhongzhou School and the Aoyama Sect would have started a war.
Fortunately, it didn't happen.
"I'm ready to leave. What's your plan?" Jing Jiu asked Gu Qing.
After some thought, Gu Qing said, "This disciple of course wants to go back to Aoyama to cultivate; but … if my Master wants me to stay in Zhaoge City, I'll stay."
Jing Jiu said, "The matter here is important, but it's not as important as your Cultivation. Three years is enough for you. You should go back now."
Gu Qing was quite happy, thinking that he could finally go back to Aoyama, and he wondered how those monkeys on the peak were doing.
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