Three years had passed, and everything in the world remained the same.
Aoyama was still the same as before, enshrouded in fog, and the sword lights could be seen once in a while. Jing Jiu, who had been away for six years, was mentioned less and less often, just like when he was in the snowland. On the other hand, the turmoil of the West Ocean three years ago was often discussed. The disciples of Aoyama were curious about the identity of that elder and whether he had rescued Guo Dong or not.
Shenmo Peak hadn't changed much, except that a horse had appeared. The horse didn't need to do any work, eating grass and walking leisurely in the mountains all day long. The only annoying thing about it was that it was often harassed by the monkeys in the peaks. The situation didn't improve until the two sides became familiar with each other.
One early morning, the horse came to the Golden Whip Stream to drink water. A naughty monkey rode on its back, waving a tree branch and making a cry that only Gu Qing could understand.
Yuan Qu crawled out from the forest with a few broken pieces of black golden stones in his hand. Seeing the scene in front of him, he was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a delighted expression.
As the sword light fell down, Gu Qing showed up. Seeing the broken pieces of black stone in his young brother's hand, he recalled the scene three years ago, feeling a lingering fear. "Senior Master Zhao … is practicing the sword work again?" he asked.
"Yes," Yuan Qu said happily. "My Master's Cultivation state is even higher now."
Gu Qing thought it was indeed something worth celebrating, but he didn't need to be so happy.
Pointing to the horse by the stream, Yuan Qu asked, "Big Brother, can't you tell what this is?"
Gu Qing understood what he meant after a moment of bewilderment. He said with a faint smile, "Being bestowed the title of marquis is a pleasure for mortals; it has nothing to do with you and me."
Yuan Qu said helplessly, "It's a good omen! I think it's a good omen. "
Gu Qing knew what he meant.
Zhao Layue was going to attend the meeting of Zhongzhou School, so she wanted to go and have a look.
It was not a big deal if she just wanted to have a look. Though it was unclear whether she wanted to see Bai Zao or someone else, everybody knew that her target was the Fairy Book of Longevity.
The Zhongzhou School invited all the sects in the world to attend the meeting for the thirty-thousandth anniversary. The Fairy Book of Longevity was given as a reward. However, not all the Cultivation practitioners had the opportunity to participate in the Dao Competition. The rules of the Center Sect were very clear: the participants of the Dao Competition couldn't have cultivated for more than sixty years, and their Cultivation state couldn't be lower than the State of the Golden Pill.
The Cultivation state of the Cultivation state of the Zhongzhou School could be regarded as the initial state of the Free Travel of the Sect.
The final state of the Cultivation state of the Cultivation state of the Jade of the Sect could be regarded as the initial state of the Plum meeting of Aoyama in.
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He Zhan stopped playing chess, and Tong Yan and Jing Jiu didn't show up, so Que Niang of the Mirror Sect was undoubtedly the number one chess player in the world.
According to the rules of Zhongzhou School, each sect could select a qualified young Cultivation practitioner to participate in the Dao Competition. Of course, Zhongzhou School didn't have such a restriction.
Many small sects couldn't even select one disciple under such strict conditions. Even the major sects like Kunlun and Ōzawa could only select one or two disciples.
Yet, the Aoyama Sect had many qualified disciples.
It was evident that the Aoyama Sect was indeed the leader of the orthodox Cultivation circle, and its resources were much more profound than other sects.
There were many disciples qualified to participate in the Dao Competition, but there was only one quota. The competition was fierce.
In the beginning, many gazes were fixed on Liangwang Peak.
Guo Nanshan, You Siluo, Gu Han and other disciples had all entered the Free Travel State.
Later, the Sword Letter of Shenmo Peak was sent to all the peaks, saying that Zhao Layue was going to participate in the Dao Competition. All the gazes were fixed on her.
As the master of Shenmo Peak, Zhao Layue wanted to compete with the disciples of the younger generation, which caused some criticism.
The elders of the peaks thought that everyone wanted the Fairy Book. Since she could go, why couldn't they?
But when they looked at their own sects, they didn't find anyone qualified …
It wasn't until now that many people remembered that Zhao Layue was much younger than Guo Nanshan and the others.
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Zhao Layue walked out from the manor cave. She took the broken black stones handed to her by Yuan Qu and looked at them carefully for a long time. She furrowed her brows, seeming to be a bit dissatisfied.
Gu Qing stepped forward and bowed to her, taking out two paintings.
Zhao Layue threw the broken black stones to the bottom of the cliff and took the paintings, looking at them for a while.
"This is the ancient painting that was stolen from the Li Family." Gu Qing introduced, "This painting is recorded in many books. It's very famous and has been hidden by the Li Family. His friend wanted this painting from the beginning, so he didn't tamper with it when he sold the family property."
The painting was about a starry night and an old mountain. There was a thin fog on the edge of the cliff and a girl holding an umbrella in the fog.
The girl's eyebrows and eyes were straight. She seemed to be gentle, but her eyes were extremely indifferent. The combination of these two emotions left a deep impression on people.
The painter's technique was very complicated. The colors of the night and the old mountain were very bold, but the lines of the stars and the girl were very delicate.
The viewers could easily have the feeling that the painter's mood was as complicated as his technique.
"That person was very cautious. He didn't take any action and just waited in the south. It took us a lot of effort to find him," Gu Qing continued.
Zhao Layue looked at the painting in Silence and didn't say anything.
This painting was of course very good; otherwise, it wouldn't be so famous.
She was born in a noble family, so she could naturally see the good in it.
But she felt something was wrong. It seemed that she had seen the girl in the painting somewhere before. The problem was that though this painting was well-preserved, its edges were yellowed and brittle, indicating that it was a very old painting. The girl in the painting must have lived hundreds or even thousands of years ago; where could she have seen her before?
After some thought, she said, "Send it back."
This was the task assigned by Jing Jiu, so Gu Qing would carry it out properly.
She continued to look at the second painting, which was a sketch. It should have been finished not long ago.
After a few years, the Curtain Rollers had finally completed the painting of the new church master of the Mysterious Dark Sect, or rather, the painting of the new church master of the Mysterious Dark Church.
This church master called himself the Ming King, about thirty years old. He suddenly appeared on the Cold Mountain about ten years ago. His demonic magic was amazing, and his progress was very fast.
Most importantly, it was said that he had been recognized by the Sun Banner as its master.
He could fully exert the power of the Sun Banner, and his fighting prowess was almost equal to that of a fighter in the Heavenly Arrival State.
Listening to what Gu Qing said, Yuan Qu felt a strong sense of defeat, feeling bewildered.
Both he and Gu Qing had a good talent in Cultivation, and they had a good teacher, so their Cultivation states had improved very fast. Gu Qing was on the verge of breaking through the Free Travel State, and Jing Jiu was not far behind. However, compared to the church master of the Mysterious Dark Church … that person had been cultivating for about the same time as Jing Jiu, but he was already so powerful. It was unfair.
"The power of the deviant sects mostly comes from external objects. If I don't suppress the Thoughtless Sword, I can still fight against the Broken Sea State; but what's the point?"
Zhao Layue said, "Considering this person's age and Cultivation state, he will have to pay a great price to completely subdue the Sun Banner, and it will be hard for him to step onto the true path. It's not something you and I can take."
Yuan Qu thought about it, and suddenly thought of a possibility, saying, "This person is called the Ming King. Is he related to Sir Ming in the Royal Palace?"
Gu Qing said while shaking his head, "The Ming Clan investigated the matter a few days ago, and they didn't find such a person in their clan."
Looking at the face of the young demonic man in the portrait, Zhao Layue thought she had seen him somewhere before.
She finally remembered it this time.
Back when she was in Zhaoge City, she asked her family to go to the warehouse of the Pure Heaven Bureau to draw a portrait of him.
"Oh, it's you."
Looking at the murderous eyes of the young demonic man, she thought he was not the Ming King, but the other way around.
Thinking of what had happened back then, she lifted her head and shot a glance at Gu Qing, feeling displeased.
Gu Qing's heart skipped a beat, wondering what his Master had done wrong this time.
He had always been cautious and prudent, and seldom made mistakes.
He had realized a long time ago that Senior Master Zhao was actually looking at his Master when she looked at him this way.
Zhao Layue didn't explain it to him, thinking that she had told him to eliminate the source of trouble, but he didn't listen to her …
All of a sudden.
A crisp sword sound came out from Tianguang Peak, spreading over the nine peaks.
The disciples who wanted to participate in the Dao Competition of Zhongzhou School should go to Tianguang Peak to take part in the Sword Trial.
Zhao Layue stepped on the Thoughtless Sword and flew up into the sky.
Gu Qing and Yuan Qu followed closely behind her.
It was quiet on the peak top again.
A moment later, the white cat strolled out from the manor cave, the bell on his neck giving off a crisp sound.
Cold Cicada, crouching on the cat's head, rolled its eyes and stared at the bell curiously.
The white cat walked to the cliff's edge and looked at Bihu Peak in the distance, the expression in his eyes grave.
The Sword Trial was about to begin. The Great Formation of Aoyama changed its energy, and the thunderstorm on the top of Bihu Peak disappeared.
The piece of Thunder-Soul Wood left on Bihu Peak was almost ripe, so the cat thought he should go back and keep an eye on it.
However, those pieces of Thunder-Soul Wood were still on Shangde Peak; what should he do?
Jing Jiu, why haven't you come back yet?
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This time the Sword Trial of Aoyama was still held in the Sword Forest at the foot of Tianguang Peak; but because of the Cultivation state requirement, fewer disciples took part in it.
For some reason, the clouds and fog were especially thick that day. The elders of Shiyue Peak had tried a few times, but they couldn't clear them all.
Feeling impatient, Nan Wang said it didn't matter, urging Chi Yan to hurry up.
The Red Leaf Banquet was held on Qingrong Peak that day, so she was in a hurry to go back and drink wine.
Glancing at the clouds and fog, Chi Yan sensed that something would happen that day. He raised his hand to signal the start of the Sword Trial with furrowed brows.
The flying swords broke through the clouds and fog, leaving countless beautiful lines in the air. The stone pillars were cut into innumerable cracks, the stone chips falling down in a rustling sound.
The participants of the Sword Trial were all disciples of Liangwang Peak.
The Sword Trial was still exciting and exciting, but it was not dangerous. In comparison to the Sword Trial that Jing Jiu had participated in, it was more peaceful this time.
A sword light as blue as the ocean was hidden in the fog.
As the fog dispersed, Guo Nanshan and You Siluo walked out from the fog, smiling at each other.
Guo Nanshan was the principal disciple of the Immortal Sect Master, and also the primary disciple of Liangwang Peak. His Cultivation state was very high, so he deserved the final victory.
Then, all the gazes were fixed on the back of the cliff.
That was the location of Shenmo Peak.
Zhao Layue arrived on her sword.
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The thick fog enshrouded the Stone Forest, blocking the view.
Zhao Layue and Guo Nanshan stood on two stone pillars about three miles apart.
This was the upper limit of the initial state of Free Travel.
No one would think that Zhao Layue was bullying the weak, because she was inferior to Guo Nanshan in terms of both age and cultivation time.
It was only because she continued the inheritance of Shenmo Peak and became the personal disciple of the Immortal Jingyang that she became a master.
Yet, Guo Nanshan didn't dare underestimate this Senior Master, and he didn't want to lose.
This time, all the geniuses in the world would attend the Dao Competition of Zhongzhou School. The Fairy Book could increase one's lifespan, which was a very important reason. But the more important reason was that the Fairy Book could touch the energy left by the immortals and perceive higher principles, which was very important for cultivation.
The thick fog blocked the view, so one could only use the Piercing Discernment to determine the opponent's position. In many people's eyes, this was advantageous to Guo Nanshan.
No matter how talented Zhao Layue was, she didn't cultivate as long as Guo Nanshan, so the coverage of her Piercing Discernment was limited.
The mountain wind blew the fog. She closed her eyes, and her hair was even messier.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes and looked at a place deep in the fog.
A red sword light suddenly appeared, illuminating the thick fog into the morning glow.
The Thoughtless Sword broke through the air and flew away.
"Eh?"
Nan Wang suddenly raised her head and looked at the fog.
For her, a fight in the state of Free Travel was not worth paying attention to. But when Zhao Layue wielded her sword, she found something wrong.
The color of the Thoughtless Sword was not right.
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The fog was broken.
The Thoughtless Sword stopped in front of Guo Nanshan in Silence.
The expression in Guo Nanshan's eyes was complicated.
Before he could find the position of Zhao Layue, her sword had arrived.
The Thoughtless Sword could stop in front of him, which meant it could do more things.
It was more difficult to take it back than to let it go.
Guo Nanshan didn't understand how she could pass through layers of thick fog and determine his position.
If she were from other sects, such as Zhongzhou School or Ōzawa, she could use magic treasures to protect her body, block the flying sword, and fight for a chance to turn the situation around.
Aoyama didn't care about these things. What it cared about was that there was no return.
Of course, Zhao Layue won this sword fight.
The surroundings were quiet for a long time, and then people exclaimed.
Big Brother Guo Nanshan was defeated.
This was really unimaginable.
The key point was that Zhao Layue, who did it, was still very young and hadn't cultivated for a long time.
What made people sigh with emotion was that the one who defeated Guo Nanshan was Zhao Layue, so people felt it was reasonable.
In Aoyama Sect, the name Zhao Layue meant genius.
The youngest peak head, the youngest cultivator in the state of Free Travel … Countless unimaginable cultivation records were created by her.
After Martial Granduncle Jing Yang, there was no one else who could be mentioned in the same breath as her.
When Jing Jiu came back from the snowland, he was more famous. But as his state stagnated and he disappeared for several years, that situation had disappeared.
Seeing Zhao Layue walking out of the fog, many people were in awe and admiration. She was the real genius of Aoyama Sect.
Many people thought of the genius disciple who was doing closed-door training behind them.
Only he could surpass Zhao Layue.
This was the opinion of many people.
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The clouds and fog suddenly dispersed, and the sun shone down, illuminating Tianguang Peak.
A rainbow suddenly appeared on the peak.
There was a person under the rainbow.
What was going on?
Nan Wang raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that today was going to be interesting.
Chi Yan frowned slightly, realizing that something was going to happen today.
Bai Rujing, Mo Chi, and other elders of Tianguang Peak suddenly stood up, looking a bit excited.
The news spread faster than the clouds and fog.
People of Aoyama were shocked speechless, looking at the peak top.
Bai Rujing looked at the peak top and said with emotion, "It was the same when he went in. Nothing changed. His Taoist Heart is really unparalleled."
The person on the peak top was Zhuo Rusui.
He was the last disciple of the Immortal Sect Master of Aoyama, known as the most talented person in a hundred years.
He entered the Stream of Sword Washing from the North Crane Pavilion and became the disciple of the Immortal Sect Master. Then he started his closed-door training.
He had been in closed-door training for more than twenty years.
Today he finally came out.
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