It was deathly quiet in the Yingxian Valley.
Looking at Jing Jiu and the small green curtain sedan, the people were baffled and shocked, thinking it was absurd.
Nan Wang asked the question that everybody wanted to ask, "What are you doing? How can a disciple of Aoyama represent another sect? "
"If I can't represent Aoyama, I have to use another method."
Jing Jiu's tone was calm, as he was merely narrating the situation, devoid of any other emotion.
Yet, his intention was clear: he had to participate in the Dao Competition.
Nan Wang yelled angrily, "Do you want to leave Aoyama and become a nun in Shui Yue Nunnery?!"
Everybody was looking at Jing Jiu, waiting for his answer.
For a Cultivation practitioner, belonging to a sect was the most important thing; so what Jing Jiu did was a bit unbelievable.
What was even more unbelievable was that Shui Yue Nunnery had agreed to it.
"Since the rules of the Dao Competition don't forbid it, I can represent any sect in the competition, and I don't have to leave Aoyama."
The expression on Jing Jiu's face was as calm as ever, as if what he had just said had nothing to do with the word "absurd".
A few female disciples of the Platanus Sect widened their eyes in disbelief, saying, "I didn't expect Young Master Jing Jiu to be … to be …"
"He's just such a shameless person."
Sensei went on angrily, "He hasn't done what he promised me, and it's been so many years!"
Nan Wang was the angriest and the most disappointed one, because she had thought too much.
Jing Jiu wanted to represent another sect in the competition, and Shui Yue Nunnery had accepted it … Jing Jiu was Jingyang's personal disciple; was it Lian Sanyue's idea?
She could not allow such a thing to happen. With a slight movement of her sleeves, she prepared to knock out Jing Jiu and take him away.
Fang Jingtian looked around and found that many people from different sects who didn't get along well with Aoyama were watching the show. Yue Qianmen from Zhongzhou School even put on a faint smile and said with a serious face, "We'll talk about this later."
After saying this, he walked towards the mountain residence hidden in the peak.
In his opinion, the disciples of Green Mountain would leave with him, and Jing Jiu would be the only one left in the same place.
Unexpectedly, Yao Songshan, Lei Il-kyung, and other disciples of Liangwang Peak all walked toward Jing Jiu. They greeted their Youngest Martial Uncle respectfully and left.
Noticing this, Fang Jingtian's gaze became even colder.
Naturally, Gu Qing did not leave. He stood behind Jing Jiu.
Shui Yue Nunnery and the others had left as well.
The young girl who was going to participate in the Dao Competition glared at Jing Jiu, thinking that she would ask the Great Senior Master to take back his order when they got back.
Jing Jiu led Gu Qing up the mountain, following the disciples of Aoyama from a distance.
Even though he was going to represent Shui Yue Nunnery in the Dao Competition, he still had to live in the territory of Aoyama Sect. He had no intention of betraying the sect.
A girl with a few adorable freckles on her face walked out and bowed to Jing Jiu in a respectful manner.
She had won first place in the chess tournament of the Plum Meeting three years in a row.
She thought that Tong Yan and Jing Jiu were her Go masters, so she had to come forward and bow to them when they met.
Jing Jiu nodded slightly and walked past her.
Later, a few disciples of Ōzawa and Platanus Sect came forward and bowed to him. They were the ones Jing Jiu had rescued from the snowland years ago.
Lu Jin, Wu Mingzhong, and Yin Qingmo, the three members of his group who had participated in the Cultivation tournament with him, were also here today. They stepped forward and bowed to him.
Sensei caught up with Jing Jiu like a little bird. She said with a hint of admiration and mockery, "You're really good. You've become so familiar with Shui Yue Nunnery."
"What do you want from me?" asked Jing Jiu.
Sensei wondered what he had promised her. Suddenly, a white figure flashed by in the distance. She said with a smile, "That person of yours is here. I'll find another time to talk to you."
Jing Jiu understood now. It seemed that the matter she wanted to deal with was quite troublesome, so it was inconvenient for her to talk about it in detail on such an occasion.
Gu Qing suddenly said, "Master, I'll wait for you up ahead."
Looking at the feeble figure of the woman under the pine tree ahead, Jing Jiu uttered "hmm".
The twilight seeped through the canopy of the pine tree and turned into countless strands, falling on the two of them.
The white cloth was ruffling.
The white dress was ruffling.
They were truly a perfect couple.
Seeing this scene, the Cultivation practitioners in the Yingxian Valley had the same sentimental feeling.
Those Cultivation practitioners who had participated in the Cultivation tournament in the snowland recalled the scene back then.
The Cultivation practitioners had gradually dispersed, leaving the pine tree and the quietness by the cliff's edge to the two of them.
This was the Cloud-Dream Mountain. Nobody wanted to displease the Fairy Lady Bai Zao.
"How … is Senior Master Guo?"
Bai Zao asked while looking at Jing Jiu curiously.
If Guo Dong was the senior master that Big Brother Tong Yan had guessed, why was she defeated by the Godly Swordsman at the West Ocean and saved by Jing Jiu?
Before Jing Jiu could say anything, she continued, "Have you been with her in the last three years? Did you become her personal disciple so that Shui Yue Nunnery would agree to let you represent him in the tournament? "
She had many questions, but she came up with an explanation while she was talking.
This explanation was reasonable, and it was in line with her wishes.
Jing Jiu didn't expect her to guess that he was the person at the West Ocean, feeling surprised. "She's not bad," he said.
Looking at the iron sword on Jing Jiu's back, Bai Zao said in surprise, "I sensed that you had broken through a Cultivation state when we were in Zhaoge City. I thought that the Curtain Rollers had made a mistake."
Jing Jiu said, "I thought that someone would come to trouble me, so I hid some of my strength."
Though he spoke in a nonchalant tone, Bai Zao felt it was sweet, because it meant that he trusted her.
If it were before, he wouldn't bother to explain. She felt that his attitude toward her had changed a lot.
"Are you really going to represent Shui Yue Nunnery in the tournament?"
Bai Zao said worriedly, "I'm afraid that the masters of Aoyama won't agree, and will be very angry."
Jing Jiu said, "I don't have a master in Aoyama."
By now Bai Zao remembered that he was the personal disciple of the Immortal Jingyang, and nobody in Aoyama was his master. He suddenly thought of something and felt scared. "Fortunately, we are not from the same sect; otherwise, I would have to call you Senior Master," he said while patting his chest lightly.
Jing Jiu thought he must be the Senior Grandmaster.
Bai Zao said seriously, "I don't know the details of the Dao Competition, but I know that it might have something to do with the Illusionary Realm of Cloud-Dream. I'll tell you when I find out more about it."
"Okay," said Jing Jiu.
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The residence arranged by the Zhongzhou School for Aoyama was in the deepest part of the Yingxian Valley, with a dozen wooden houses scattered in front of the cliff.
Those wooden houses were made of precious hardwood, and were called the House of Peeling Skin.
The reason why it had such a frightening name was because the surface of the hardwood had been carved with countless marks using a small knife, forming an extremely beautiful and strange pattern. It looked like the skin shed by a flood serpent and was very comfortable to the touch. It was the same when one sat or lay down on it.
Gu Qing led Jing Jiu into a wooden house.
Behind the wooden house, there was a precipice outside the railing, and the bottom was shrouded with clouds and mist, giving the place a fairy-like atmosphere.
Jing Jiu glanced at him.
Gu Qing called out his flying sword, which fell silently in the surrounding air. Countless sword lights weaved into a dense net like silk, and then gradually disappeared.
This was one of the moves of the Inherited Heaven Swordsmanship, which could isolate the Spiritual Awareness like some formations.
Jing Jiu was satisfied with the improvement of his state, so he gave him a few words of advice.
"The Inherited Heaven Swordsmanship imitates and recreates the formations, but it's still a sword style. Don't be too cautious in using it, or you will lose your spirituality."
Gu Qing listened carefully and said, "Big Brother Zhuo has a better understanding of the Inherited Heaven Swordsmanship than me, and he used at least four real swords that day."
"So what?" Jing Jiu asked. "Can he defeat Layue?"
Gu Qing was troubled, thinking that Senior Master Zhuo had indeed lost the battle with countless people watching. How could he answer this question?
He said seriously, "Big Brother Zhuo is really powerful."
Jing Jiu untied the iron sword and handed it to him. Then he sat on the floor in front of the railing and said while looking at the clouds and mist outside the cliff, "No matter how powerful he is, he can't be more powerful than Layue."
Holding the iron sword, Gu Qing wondered how to continue the conversation.
He suddenly thought of something and said, "I remember that before the Sword Trial that day, Senior Master Zhuo had said something to Young Brother Yuan."
"What did she say?"
"At that time, Young Brother Yuan was frustrated because of Wang Xiaoming. Wang Xiaoming was the Master of the Mysterious Dark Church. Back then, you …"
"Don't mention unimportant things."
Gu Qing thought that Wang Xiaoming was the person his Master had decided to kill, and it took the Curtain Rollers several years to find out who he was. How could it be unimportant?
"Senior Master Zhuo told Young Brother that the power of the deviant sects mostly came from external objects, and that if she didn't suppress the Thoughtless Sword, she could fight in the Broken Sea Realm …"
The more Gu Qing thought about it, the more confused he became. "No matter how powerful Big Brother Zhuo is, he can't be in the Broken Sea State. If so, why did Senior Master Zhuo lose?"
After a moment of silence, Jing Jiu suddenly said, "What an idiot. I don't even know what she is thinking about."
Now Gu Qing understood why his Master thought that Wang Xiaoming's matter was unimportant.
It was rare for his Master to reveal his true feelings, but he had overheard it …
He was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands. Fortunately, he heard Yao Songshan's greeting in front of the house.
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The front hall of the House of Peeled Skin was full of people.
Fang Jingtian sat at the head of the table, and Nan Wang sat on his left. Bai Rujing, the elder of Tianguang Peak, and an elder of Shiyue Peak sat opposite them.
The rest of the disciples were standing, and Zhuo Rusui was unnoticeable in the crowd.
This was the rhythm of the meeting in Aoyama.
Jing Jiu walked in and stood on the same spot after seeing the situation in the room, showing no intention of bowing to them.
The atmosphere in the room was a bit tense.
Gu Qing took a look around and brought a chair over. He placed it next to Nan Wang and retreated into the crowd.
Jing Jiu was quite satisfied with Gu Qing's performance, but he was a bit dissatisfied when he saw Gu Qing place the chair so close to Nan Wang.
Lian Sanyue was the most troublesome one.
The second most troublesome one was Nan Wang.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have stayed behind closed doors in the manor cave so often. It was well known that cultivating by the cliff's edge had a better air.
At the time, the young girl Nan Wang was drunk every night on the top of Qingrong Peak, singing the love song of the southern barbaric tribes to the opposite side.
The opposite side of Qingrong Peak was the Shenmo Peak.
It was very noisy.
Thinking of all this, Jing Jiu sat down on the chair.
The tense atmosphere in the room had abated, but it was still a bit awkward.
The reason Gu Qing brought the chair over was to remind everybody that his Master was of the same generation as these four elders.
It was fine to discuss business, but it was better not to interrogate them.
Nan Wang was impatient, asking, "What is the relationship between you and Shui Yue Nunnery?"
"Nothing," said Jing Jiu.
Nan Wang rolled his eyes, asking, "Why did they agree with your ridiculous behavior then?"
Jing Jiu said after some thought, "The Immortal Jingyang and Shui Yue Nunnery are old friends; it's probably because of this."
This was the answer that Nan Wang didn't want to hear the most.
Before she could lose her temper, an angry voice broke out in the room.
Bai Rujing said sternly, "You are a disciple of our Aoyama; how can you represent another sect to participate in the Dao Competition?!"
Jing Jiu answered Nan Wang's question casually, but he didn't even look at this person.
Bai Rujing was even angrier, yelling, "This is impossible, unless you want to be expelled from the mountain gate!"
Jing Jiu still didn't pay attention to him, looking at the ground in Silence.
In the crowd, Zhuo Rusui was also looking at the ground with drooping eyelids.
Everybody in the room was looking at Fang Jingtian, except for the two people watching the ground and Gu Qing, who had left some time ago.
As the third swordsman of Aoyama after the Immortal Sect Master and the Sword Justice Yuan Qijing, he was the only one present who had the right to make the final decision.
Fang Jingtian said indifferently, "There is no such reason. Unless you don't consider yourself a disciple of Aoyama, then you can do this."
Jing Jiu still didn't pay attention to him.
The discussion turned into a one-sided conversation, and the atmosphere in the room became even more awkward.
Gu Qing walked in, holding a cup of tea and putting it on the tea table beside Jing Jiu.
The awkward atmosphere was slightly relieved.
Jing Jiu didn't think it was necessary, but he didn't want to reject his disciple's good intentions, so he picked up the cup and took a sip.
Bai Rujing was even angrier. He pointed at Gu Qing and said, "You only know how to flatter others, how can you achieve great Dao! Like master, like disciple! "
Nowadays, Gu Qing had a good reputation not only in the Nine Peaks of Aoyama, but also in the Cultivation World.
He was the teacher of Prince Jing Yao, and he was meticulous and considerate, managing the affairs of Shenmo Peak very well.
But there were also some derogatory comments, saying that he flattered his teacher too much.
Gu Qing didn't care much about these comments, but today it came from a teacher of Aoyama, so the situation was different.
His expression changed slightly, but he didn't say anything.
Jing Jiu put down the cup and looked at Bai Rujing, asking, "You also teach disciples?"
He was talking about Liu Shisui.
Most of the people in the room were disciples of Liangwang Peak, so they knew about the past.
Liu Shisui made a great contribution in the battle of the Cloud Platform and returned to Aoyama.
Bai Rujing, who was extremely cruel to him, wanted to take him as a disciple again, but Liu Shisui refused.
Bai Rujing was humiliated.
The Nine Peaks of Aoyama all knew that this matter shouldn't be mentioned in front of him.
But Jing Jiu said it.
Bai Rujing blushed and said, "At least I didn't teach a disciple who was locked in the sword …"
Jing Jiu didn't want to listen to it anymore, so he stood up.
The others didn't say anything, but Fang Jingtian's pupils shrank slightly.
Jing Jiu turned around and walked out of the room.
Gu Qing naturally followed him.
His seemingly rude behavior represented his toughness.
He didn't care about this meeting of Aoyama.
No one was qualified to judge whether he was a disciple of Aoyama or not.
"How preposterous! How preposterous! "
Bai Rujing yelled angrily, "When Senior Brother Sect Master comes, we must punish this person severely! No, we must expel him from the mountain gate! "
Nan Wang squinted at him, wondering if he was an idiot.
Fang Jingtian was silent, thinking that he knew he wasn't the Youngest Uncle, but why was he scared when he stood up just now?
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Zhongzhou School invited all the sects in the world, and countless Cultivation practitioners gathered here.
For many free-traveling practitioners and Cultivation practitioners of small sects, it was a rare opportunity for them to attend the meeting and listen to the Dao, even though they weren't qualified to ask the Dao. It would have a great influence on their Cultivation in the future. The Immortal Tan, the Sect Master of Zhongzhou School, and the Immortal Liu, the Sect Master of Aoyama, would preach the Dao in person. The great grandmaster of Shui Yue Nunnery was the only one who declined the invitation.
It was indeed a rare opportunity to listen to the preaching of the Dao by two figures in the Heavenly Arrival State and watch the demonstration of the magic methods.
Jing Jiu told Gu Qing to listen to the preaching for a few days instead of serving him.
Of course, he didn't go. He sat by the railing and looked at the valley in the clouds, pondering in Silence.
Everybody should be listening to the preaching of the two immortals, so he thought nobody would disturb them. Unexpectedly, the sound of a silver bell could be heard along with the mountain wind.
Sensei sat by his side and complained, "Will you do what you promised me?"
"Yes, I will," said Jing Jiu.
Sensei let out an innocent smile, saying, "Help me kill the Grandmaster."
Jing Jiu shot her a glance.
He had seen a lot of strange things and heard a lot of unimaginable requests, but asking him to kill his own grandmother … this was the first time.
"Okay," said Jing Jiu after some thought.
Sensei was quite happy, letting out a bell-like laughter.
The silver bell on her wrist rang softly, as if she was laughing as well.
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