There were many things that could be known by others without being publicized, like Bai Zao's affection for Jing Jiu and the outcome of the Sword Tournament of Green Mountain.
Before the tree was broken, Zhuo Rusui lifted his sleeve to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Jing Jiu with a weird expression.
At that moment, Jing Jiu could have killed him easily, and the result would have been clear.
Was the legendary born shapeless sword body so powerful that it could ignore the difference in Cultivation states?
"If Young Brother Zhuo didn't go easy on you, how could you have the chance to sneak-attack him?"
A cold voice rang out in the night sky.
Hearing this, the crowd was slightly startled. Thinking of the previous scene, they found this statement was reasonable.
The fight between Cultivation practitioners would rarely be as close as that between Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui. Zhuo Rusui was in the Initial State of Free Travel. As long as he kept a distance, he could crush Jing Jiu with his Cultivation state. No matter how high his swordsmanship was, how abundant his Sword Source was, and how formless his sword body was, he wouldn't stand a chance.
In the beginning, He Zhan told Tong Yan that Zhuo Rusui went easy on Jing Jiu for this reason.
What surprised the crowd more was that the voice came from the crowd in Aoyama.
That person didn't control his voice, so everyone heard it. It was obvious that he did it on purpose.
Jing Jiu looked up at the night sky and remembered that the disciple was called Jian Ruyun, and what rank was he on Liangwang Peak?
For some reason, Jian Ruyun had been vigilant against Liu Shisui and didn't give up the investigation of Zuo Yi's case. As a result, his younger brother Jian Rushan was killed.
After that incident, his hatred for Shenmo Peak and Liu Shisui grew stronger. How could he let Jing Jiu leave like this? So he pointed out the truth.
Jing Jiu walked back to the iron sword, pulled it out of the ground, and threw it into the night sky.
It seemed to be a casual movement of waving his sleeves, but a strong wind came up in the valley.
A sword ray pierced through the air, heading straight for the people of Aoyama.
The sword light was extremely straight, as if an invisible giant hand had drawn a stroke in the night sky.
Along with a thunder-like rumbling sound, the iron sword arrived in the sky a few miles away and arrived in front of Jian Ruyun.
The sword arrived so quickly that Jian Ruyun had no time to react. He was about to be killed.
Suddenly, a slender finger stretched out and lightly flicked the iron sword.
With a crisp sound, the iron sword turned around and flew back.
Nan Wang withdrew his finger and smiled without saying a word.
The iron sword returned to the ground at an even faster speed. Jing Jiu reached out and took it.
It wasn't until now that Jian Ruyun realized what had happened.
His face was a little pale. He knew that if Martial Uncle Nan had not stopped him, his head would have been separated from his body.
There was an uproar in the night sky.
He Zhan and the others in the valley were shocked speechless.
Standing in front of the broken tree, Zhuo Rusui looked at Jing Jiu with an even weirder gaze.
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The uproar was followed by a deathly silence.
There was no sound in the night sky.
Jing Jiu wanted to kill a disciple of Liangwang Peak at a distance of three miles. What state was he in?
Jing Jiu had wielded his sword casually, and it was evident that he had more strength to spare, indicating that his state was higher than what he had shown.
Had he reached the middle state of the Free Travel? Had he surpassed Zhuo Rusui?
If so, Jian Ruyun's words, He Zhan's opinion, and the others' conjectures would all be a joke.
If Zhuo Rusui had relied on his higher state to attack from a distance at the beginning, he would have lost more miserably.
Nan Wang looked at Bai Rujing and asked in a mocking tone, "Do you still want to expel him from the mountain gate?"
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"It seems that it's not convenient today."
Jing Jiu walked to the front of Bai Zao with the iron sword in his hand.
He threw the cloth to the ground. It had been burned by the sword fire, so it couldn't be used anymore.
Bai Zao nodded, and then took out a piece of white cloth as if he was performing a magic trick.
Jing Jiu took the white cloth and found it was woven from the silk of the natural silkworm. He nodded to show his appreciation, wrapped the iron sword in the cloth, and tied it on his back.
He Zhan asked confusedly, "We all know that you have broken through the Free Travel state; why do you still carry the sword on your back?"
Jing Jiu could bring the iron sword into his body, but he couldn't really bring it into his body.
It was similar to the fact that he had become the youngest Cultivation practitioner in the middle state of the Free Travel, but it wasn't the real Free Travel state.
In other words, his iron sword couldn't merge with the Sword Pill; it was because his new cultivation method didn't require the iron sword to nurture a sword ghost.
It would be troublesome to hide the iron sword in a distant place and take it out every time he needed it.
Though he had never considered this issue every time he took the bamboo chair.
It would be troublesome to explain this matter, so Jing Jiu didn't explain it to him.
It was unclear when Zhuo Rusui had sat on the cross-section of the broken tree, and asked, "What kind of sword style are you using? I've never seen it, and it's not written in the book. "
Jing Jiu said, "There are many sword styles that you haven't seen. Don't sleep in the cave all the time. Come out and take a look; it's good for you."
Having said that, he turned around and walked toward the outside of the valley.
Looking at his back, the crowd had mixed feelings.
Many people were exclaiming in surprise.
After Zhao Layue showed up in the world, she was unrivaled. Zhuo Rusui managed to defeat her once, but Jing Jiu won her back in less than two days.
The Shenmo Peak, where the manor cave of the Immortal Jingyang was located, was indeed a holy land for the Cultivation world; the people who came from it were all freaks.
Seeing Jing Jiu break through the Free Travel state and even enter the middle state, Bai Zao was the happiest one, or in other words, she felt gratified.
She felt less guilty that Jing Jiu's Cultivation hadn't been delayed by the six years he spent in the snowland.
Sensei's attitude was the same as usual. Glancing at Zhuo Rusui, who seemed to be deep in thought, she curled her lips and said, "He is so lazy, and yet he dares to criticize others?
He Zhan recalled the Plum Meeting that year, feeling sentimental.
"I stopped playing chess after watching you and Jing Jiu play chess back then. Seeing their sword fight today, I have no choice but to stop using a sword in the future."
Tong Yan shot him a glance, and said, "The problem is that you don't use a sword in the first place."
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Returning to the Peeled Skin Mountain Residence, Jing Jiu felt a bit tired as his feet landed on the floor.
This was a rare thing for him, because Zhuo Rusui's talent and fighting prowess were indeed very strong. It was reasonable for Liu Ci to place high hopes on this child.
Entering the room, Jing Jiu found Gu Qing meditating and sitting cross-legged. A straight band of white smoke came out from the top of his head, and a flying sword rotated slowly in the smoke.
Jing Jiu watched him in Silence.
Gu Qing had a good talent and was very diligent. Jing Jiu had thought that his only disciple had already entered the Free Travel State, but now he realized that he was still a step away from it.
If Jing Jiu hadn't been delayed for three years in Zhaoge City, he would have broken through that step a long time ago.
It wasn't until Bai Rujing mentioned Gu Qing a few days ago that Jing Jiu learned of the evaluation the world had for Gu Qing.
Flattering his Master? Jing Jiu didn't care about it at all. It was what a disciple should do.
Gu Qing called back his flying sword and opened his eyes. As he saw his Master standing in front of him, he was startled and stood up hastily to bow to him. In the next moment, he sensed that Jing Jiu's energy was more formidable than usual, meaning that Jing Jiu had just experienced a fight. Jing Jiu couldn't help but be alarmed. He called out his flying sword and asked, "Master, what happened?"
"It's about Zhuo Rusui," said Jing Jiu.
Gu Qing was taken aback for a moment, and asked uncertainly, "Has it been settled?"
Jing Jiu uttered "hmm".
Gu Qing was quite happy.
They were both disciples of Shenmo Peak, but he thought more than Yuan Qu, and even more than Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu.
There was no senior master in Shenmo Peak guarding it, and the Master White Ghost couldn't stay on the peak top all the time, so he had to rely on himself.
Time was needed. Time depended on the influence of Senior Grandmaster Jingyang, so Shenmo Peak couldn't afford to lose.
It was better to lose as little as possible, no matter if they were fighting with their own sect or the Cultivation practitioners of other sects. Even if they lost, they had to win it back as soon as possible.
Just like his Master.
Of course, his Master was the only one who could do this.
Gu Qing thought in his mind.
Glancing at his flying sword, Jing Jiu asked, "Do you want to change it?"
In the State of Free Travel, one had to start raising a Sword Ghost, so if a sword Cultivation practitioner wanted to change his sword, it was best to do it before entering the State of Free Travel.
Looking at the sword in his hand, Gu Qing said after some thought, "No need."
He knew that since his Master said so, he would definitely find a good sword for him, maybe even a flying sword in the Fairy State like the Blue Ocean Sword.
If he didn't change his sword, he could only use this ordinary flying sword.
But he still refused.
He already had feelings for this flying sword, and there was a more important reason.
"I can't forget the principle that the sword rises with the person."
Gu Qing looked at Jing Jiu and said seriously, "Master, you used this ordinary ugly sword to defeat Senior Brother Zhuo. I can do the same."
Jing Jiu suddenly found a problem.
Zhao Layue pursued the so-called fair fight to suppress the power of the Thoughtless Sword, so she lost to Zhuo Rusui.
But Gu Qing didn't want to change his sword.
Yuan Qu was often scolded by Young Sister Yushan.
Those monkeys were often bullied by their distant relatives on Shiyue Peak.
The people on Shenmo Peak were a bunch of idiots, including Liu Shisui in the Guocheng Temple.
It was unclear who they had learned from.
Thinking of all this, Jing Jiu walked out of the room, took out the bamboo chair and lay down.
The image of the Heavenly Retrieval Orb was still hanging in the night sky, but it was much fainter than it was during the day. It was the image of the starry night, overlapping with the real starry sky. It was hard to tell the real from the fake, and it felt like a dream.
On such a beautiful night, Jing Jiu suddenly felt something was wrong.
He had to get the Fairy Book of Longevity no matter what, so he would have to compete with those Dao Competition practitioners, or even fight them to the death. He might have to use the Underworld Fairy Sword then.
Tonight, he used Aoyama to testify that he used the born shapeless sword body, because he didn't want the Zhongzhou School to find out something was wrong.
But why did he feel something was wrong?
Jing Jiu closed his eyes, and started calculating while tapping his fingers on the armrest of the bamboo chair.
After a long while, he opened his eyes and confirmed his feeling, but he couldn't figure out where the feeling came from.
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More than ten days later, the celebration of the thirty-thousand-year anniversary of the founding of the Center Sect had come to an end.
The lectures of the immortals had come to an end, but none of the Cultivation practitioners of various sects and those free-traveling practitioners left, because the main event was about to begin.
Today was the day of the Dao Competition.
It was said that the Fairy Book of Longevity was left behind by the Fairy Lady Bai Ren when she ascended. Though it was merely an accessory book, it was still a precious treasure in the human world.
Who would get the Fairy Book of Longevity? This was the focus of the entire Cloud-Dream Mountain, and even the whole Cultivation circle.
Those young swordsmen who had been famous for a long time were naturally the focus of attention, like Zhuo Rusui.
After staying behind closed doors for more than twenty years, he defeated Zhao Layue as soon as he came out, giving him a mysterious and legendary aura.
Zhuo Rusui stood in the crowd with drooping eyes, looking listless.
The news that he had been defeated by Jing Jiu a few nights ago had spread. Many Cultivation practitioners who didn't know him thought that he was depressed after the blow.
Fang Jingtian, Bai Rujing, and others looked gloomy, or even gloomy.
It was not because Zhuo Rusui had been defeated by Jing Jiu, but because Jing Jiu wasn't here.
More than ten disciples of Shui Yue Nunnery were standing on a stone platform in the distance, their skirts fluttering in the wind. There was only one seat, and Jing Jiu was sitting on it.
Countless gazes fell on him, and numerous discussions arose because of him.
Undoubtedly, he was the most popular figure in the Cultivation circle at the moment, and he was also the most promising participant in the Dao Competition.
He had entered the middle state of Free Travel at such a young age, so he was naturally the most outstanding genius.
There had never been such a genius in the Cultivation circle before, and it was believed that it would be hard to find one in the future.
The Immortal Sect Master of Aoyama didn't show up. It was said that he, the great grandmaster of Shui Yue Nunnery, the Sect Master of Kunlun and other important figures were discussing the Dao with the Immortal Tan.
It was evident that the Immortal Liu didn't express his opinion on Jing Jiu's choice. Bai Rujing had said that he would expel Jing Jiu from the mountain gate, which became a big joke.
However, they didn't expect Jing Jiu to represent Shui Yue Nunnery in the competition. If he obtained the Fairy Book of Longevity, who would it belong to?
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A voice burst out outside the valley and entered the ears of every Cultivation practitioner; it was as clear as words in front of their eyes.
The host of the Dao Competition was Yue Qianmen, an elder of Zhongzhou School. He had a profound Cultivation state in the Lianxu State; he would be a real immortal in the human world.
Countless birds flew over from all directions of the Cloud-Dream Mountain in response to the magic method. They hovered on the cliff wall outside the valley, forming a line and forming a name in the end.
Along with the voice of Yue Qianmen, the birds flapped their wings and flew away, forming a new name on the cliff wall.
The Cultivation practitioners were amazed, thinking that the Cloud-Dream Mountain was indeed an orthodox sect and the leader of the orthodox Cultivation sects; their methods were extremely marvelous.
Nan Wang was a bit displeased, exclaiming, "Is this a magic trick?"
Though she said so, she was fully aware that Aoyama was indeed more boring than the Cloud-Dream Mountain.
Otherwise, why would Qingrong Peak require the Great Formation to be opened for a few days during the spring rain, summer thunder, autumn wind and winter snow?
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"Jing Jiu."
Yue Qianmen had finally uttered this name.
There was a slight commotion in the crowd, and countless gazes were fixed on the disciples of Shui Yue Nunnery.
Jing Jiu turned around and walked toward the front of the valley.
The birds on the cliff wall didn't expect the name to be written in so few words, so they didn't know how to write the name in a hurry.
In the end, many birds couldn't squeeze into the cliff wall, and had to stay outside, looking a bit messy.
Jing Jiu had been satisfied with his name, and he was even more satisfied with it now.
It was then that the birds on the cliff wall changed their formation again, forming three words.
"Bai".
"Qian".
"Jun".
This was a name.
Jing Jiu sensed a violent, bloody and unpleasant energy behind him.
It must be the owner of that name.
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