Based on the relationship between Aoyama and the Center Sect, Tong Yan would be stopped by Zhao Layue and other disciples of Aoyama soon after she had gone far. Then, a spectacular story would ensue. Yet, no sound could be heard in front of the meditation room until Tong Yan's figure disappeared on the other side of the pagoda forest and the Blue Bird followed her.
Zhao Layue's idea was simple: Tong Yan would tell her if she needed help.
Zhuo Rusui's idea was also simple: what had happened in Zhongzhou School had nothing to do with Aoyama.
Liu Shisui's idea was the simplest; he didn't believe it at all.
He said to Zhao Layue, "I think this is a scheme."
Tong Yan was the personal disciple of Bai Zhenren, so he had a bright future ahead of him, especially after the death of Lo Huainan. He was the best candidate to be the next sect master.
Of course, if Bai Zhenren wanted to be the sect master, Jing Jiu would be the best candidate to be the husband of the sect master.
No matter how one looked at it, it didn't make sense for Jing Jiu to steal the Green Sky Mirror and betray the sect.
Liu Shisui felt something was amiss because he had a similar experience.
He had been expelled from Aoyama many years ago, and it was a scheme.
"It's not important, because it has nothing to do with us."
Zhao Layue said, "What matters now is when he will wake up."
In the meditation room, the Emperor was still standing in front of the Buddha statue with his eyes closed. It seemed like he was about to become a Buddha statue himself.
Liu Shisui looked at Jing Jiu and said, "I think he will wake up soon."
A meowing burst out in a corner of the bed.
This was the first time the white cat had made a sound in the last ten days.
He agreed with Liu Shisui's judgment.
Liu Shisui didn't even spare a glance at him.
Zhao Layue ignored it. She sat on the cattail hassock and continued to wait.
Zhuo Rusui walked to the front of the bed and looked at Jing Jiu's face. He thought to himself that Jing Jiu was still so good-looking even when he was asleep. Then he gave his authoritative judgment, "He's about to wake up."
The Divine Emperor opened his eyes and looked at the statue's right hand.
There should have been a vajra pestle there, but now it was empty.
Everyone could feel that Jing Jiu was showing signs of waking up.
Zhao Layue said to Zhuo Rusui, "Bring Lord White Ghost back to Aoyama."
Zhuo Rusui was stunned. What was he trying to do?
In Zhao Layue's eyes, Jing Jiu brought the Master White Ghost out of the mountains to prevent a highly achieved swordsman like the Great Grandmaster Taiping from killing her. Since he was unwilling to strike, it was meaningless for him to stay by Jing Jiu's side. Moreover, she didn't want Jing Jiu to remember what happened that day when he woke up and see White Ghost, which would make him unhappy.
Another meow came from the corner of the bed. It sounded a little wronged.
Zhuo Rusui walked to the front of the bed and picked it up.
The white cat clutched Jing Jiu's shoulder and turned his head to look at Zhao Layue, meowing again.
Zhao Layue sat on the cattail hassock and looked at Jing Jiu's face, ignoring it.
Zhuo Rusui suddenly gasped. He looked down at the sharp claws that pierced into his shoulder. What did it have to do with him?
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On the ninth day after Zhuo Rusui left with the white cat, Jing Jiu woke up.
Everything was so simple. It was as if he had really slept and there was no danger.
Seeing the expressions on Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui, Jing Jiu knew that they were worried about him. "It's impossible for me to not wake up," he said.
Liu Shisui thought it was reasonable. But Zhao Layue said, "Not necessarily."
The Emperor looked at Jing Jiu in Silence, saying nothing.
The Buddha statue was also looking at Jing Jiu, with a hint of pity in its serene eyes.
"I had a dream," said Jing Jiu.
This was a surprising statement.
The Cultivation practitioners shouldn't dream, because their Dao Hearts and spiritual souls were stable. Even if they weren't in the state of emptiness, they should be unconscious.
Jing Jiu had a dream. Was it because his spiritual soul was too affected by the fairy awareness?
"In that dream, I saw the burning nebula and the flying swords that looked like a meteor shower."
Having said that, Jing Jiu didn't tell them anything else about the dream.
In that long and brief dream, in addition to these memorable scenes, there were some people.
They were not the people in the real world, but the people in the Illusionary Realm of the Green Sky Mirror.
In his dream, he saw the unworthy son of the Grand Scholar Zhang waving his hands excitedly in the field in the south, yelling something, as if he was a seventy-year-old man who had given birth to a son.
He also saw a large ship on the ocean. The deck of the ship was covered with a thick layer of ice and frost, and a man and a woman were hugging each other to keep warm. Jing Jiu recognized that the man was the eunuch who had served him for many years. Though he didn't know the woman, he knew that she was the famous courtesan in the brothel who wrote that there was no man in the book.
He also saw many people in the dream. In the end, he saw the populace of the Chu Kingdom gathering outside the Royal Palace, bowing to the Royal Palace and expressing their longing for him and begging him to come back. Then he woke up.
Jing Jiu looked at his left hand.
The Fairy Book was very peaceful in it.
The fairy awareness had completely disappeared, leaving only the purest fairy energy.
"Congratulations, Young Master," said Liu Shisui cheerfully.
The Emperor smiled faintly, turned around and walked out of the meditation room.
He had stayed in the Guocheng Temple for more than ten days due to the busy affairs of the state, so he should have left a long time ago.
Duke Lu finally showed up again. He came before the bed and kowtowed to Jing Jiu, then said in a low voice, "If you have time, you should go to Zhaoge City to have a look. The Emperor is under a lot of pressure …"
Jing Jiu looked at the outside of the meditation room.
The Emperor stood in front of the small stone pagoda, thinking about something.
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…
Jing Jiu asked the Emperor to bring a letter to Shui Yue Nunnery, and then he started thinking about the matter of Zen Master.
When he came to the Guocheng Temple a few years ago and learned that Zen Master had gone to White Town, Jing Jiu didn't care much about it. But now that so many significant events had happened in the Guocheng Temple, especially the news of Taiping, Zen Master still hadn't come back, it meant that something significant had happened in the snowland.
Jing Jiu asked Zhao Layue to ask the Elder of the Instruction Hall to find out what had happened in the snowland.
"The Broadsword King's judgment was correct. After the offspring of the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom grew up, the two sides would fight each other, like the leaders of the herds of animals."
The Elder of the Instruction Hall had deep wrinkles on his face, saying worriedly, "Something happened in the snowland seven years ago. The Broadsword King sent a letter, and Zen Master went there."
Jing Jiu retorted, "What does it have to do with us if the mother and her son hurt each other?"
The Elder of the Instruction Hall said, "It doesn't matter who wins or loses, as long as the loser dies on the spot. But what if the loser doesn't die but is expelled from the snowland? "
"When will the Queen's child come of age?" asked Jing Jiu.
The Elder of the Instruction Hall said, "This has never happened before. Nobody knows how long it will take. It could be hundreds of years, or it could be right now …"
Jing Jiu thought that this was why Zen Master didn't dare leave White Town even though the Guocheng Temple had encountered such a significant event.
The Snowy Kingdom was located in the northernmost part of Chaotian. If one was expelled from the Snowy Kingdom, it meant that one would come to the human world.
The arrival of either the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom or her child in the human world would mean a catastrophe for the human race.
Since they couldn't predict when the loser would come to the human world, Cao Yuan and Zen Master had no choice but to stay in White Town and keep an eye on it.
After the Elder of the Instruction Hall left, Jing Jiu set up a Go board.
Liu Shisui and Xiao He went back to the vegetable garden to boil the medicine for Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue were the only two people in the meditation room.
Looking at the Go board, Zhao Layue wondered what they were doing.
The black and white Go pieces on the Go board were not the general trend of the world, and they had nothing to do with the snowland.
The Queen of the Snowy Kingdom and her child might come to the human world. Jing Jiu felt a great deal of pressure, but his current Cultivation state was too low for him to worry about it.
Jing Jiu was replaying the game between him and his Big Brother in this game.
This was the first time he and his Big Brother fought face-to-face since his rebirth.
His Big Brother used two hidden swordsmen and an old acquaintance he had left in the Guocheng Temple.
Jing Jiu also used the old acquaintance, like the Emperor and the Sword Formation of Aoyama.
Both of them had made mistakes.
Jing Jiu didn't anticipate that the old acquaintance he had left in the Guocheng Temple was Monk Duhai.
Yin San didn't anticipate that Jing Jiu would use Zhao Layue as his last resort.
Looking at the scattered Go pieces on the Go board, Jing Jiu remained silent for a long time. He got up and walked to the outside of the meditation room. Looking at the small stone pagoda, he remained silent for a long time.
Jing Jiu was still very weak. Standing in the cold winter wind with his cloth fluttering, he looked worrisome.
Zhao Layue came to his side and held his left arm.
Jing Jiu's right arm was severely deformed; it was unclear when it would recover.
"I thought you really wouldn't wake up."
Zhao Layue's voice was very calm, but her mood wasn't.
Jing Jiu took a look at her and noticed that her hair had been cut short and messy.
Zhao Layue said, "I think short hair is more suitable for me."
Jing Jiu knew that she understood his intention, so he touched her head with his injured right hand to show that he was very pleased.
Zhao Layue continued, "But it's a pity."
Jing Jiu said, "Short hair needs to be taken care of. When my hand recovers, I'll comb it for you."
"That's good," Zhao Layue said.
Liu Shisui and Xiao He returned to the meditation room with the medicine pot in their hands.
Jing Jiu knew that those expensive medicines wouldn't do any good for his injury, but he didn't want to reject their good intentions, especially since it would be more troublesome to explain. So he took the pot and drank it up in one gulp.
Xiao He was so surprised that she almost cried out. It wasn't because the medicine was too hot, but according to the prescription of the eminent monk in the Guocheng Temple, it was the medicine for three days. How could Jing Jiu drink it up in one gulp?
Liu Shisui knew his Young Master's temperament very well. He knew his Young Master didn't think it was troublesome and didn't care about it. But for some reason, he felt a bit embarrassed.
The senior monk who preached to him was Grandmaster Taiping, but he didn't mention it to his Young Master. And his Young Master's identity …
Thinking of these things, he was a bit confused and started coughing.
Jing Jiu glanced at him and asked, "Is the conflict of your zhenqi getting worse?"
Liu Shisui didn't dare to lie, so he said, "Yes."
Xiao He was very worried.
Jing Jiu said, "Go to Yimaozhai. This problem has to be solved eventually. As for your worry, Bu Qiuxiao won't dare do anything to you as long as you don't cause any trouble."
Liu Shisui had told him about the Scholar Yan and the Pen of the Guard-City. At the time, he thought he could let Shisui go back to Aoyama and see if the black dog had changed his mind. However, after what had happened in the Guocheng Temple, he had changed his mind. That black dog was his Big Brother's dog after all, so it was better for Shisui to stay away from it.
Liu Shisui knew that Jing Jiu had changed his mind, and was taken aback. After a while, he asked gingerly, "Does this mean … being expelled from the mountain gate?"
He had experienced being expelled from Aoyama twice.
Throughout history, only Taiping Zhenren and Jing Jiu had achieved this.
If he had to be expelled from Aoyama again, he couldn't take it anymore.
"Don't overthink anything."
Looking at Jing Jiu's clean and bright eyes and thinking of the past, Jing Jiu had a complicated feeling.
Jing Jiu didn't want Liu Shisui to become his second Big Brother, so he didn't want Shisui to have too much contact with the black dog. In a sense, Shisui was like his Big Brother when he was young; they were both stubborn.
The formation of the Guocheng Temple suddenly sensed something.
The chilly winter wind passed through the pine forest and the pagoda forest, stirring up some fine dust.
A small green curtain sedan descended from the sky.
Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui had seen this small green curtain sedan before, and they knew it belonged to the Great Grandmaster Shui Yue Nunnery. They couldn't help but feel surprised, wondering why he came to the Guocheng Temple.
What happened next surprised them even more.
"I'll wait for you at the Shenmo Peak."
Jing Jiu walked to the front of the small green curtain sedan and lifted the curtain after saying this to Zhao Layue.
No one was behind the curtain. It was empty.
He sat in the sedan.
The small green curtain sedan rose up with the wind, heading toward the northeast.
Shui Yue Nunnery was right there.
Watching the small green curtain sedan disappearing into the dark clouds, Zhao Layue remained silent.
She sensed something was wrong when Jing Jiu was tempering the Fairy Book, because he seemed to be in a hurry.
He had just woken up, and his body was extremely weak, but he wanted to leave the Guocheng Temple and go to Shui Yue Nunnery immediately, and he was still in a hurry.
Why were you in such a hurry? You didn't want to stay for even a second?
And why were you waiting for me at the Shenmo Peak, instead of me waiting for you at the Shenmo Peak? Would you go back earlier than me?
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…
Shui Yue Nunnery was also at the shore of the East Sea, not far from the Guocheng Temple.
It didn't take long for Jing Jiu, who was sitting in the small green curtain sedan, to smell the sea breeze, and then the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.
The small green curtain sedan landed in the deep part of the Shui Yue Nunnery.
Jing Jiu pulled open the curtain and walked out.
The Master of Shui Yue Nunnery was waiting for him.
This Master of the Nunnery had a delicate appearance, but she was not so eye-catching compared to Shui Yue Nunnery, who was famous for her beauty.
The expression in her eyes was calm and amiable, giving people the impression that she was a common girl next door.
Shui Yue Nunnery was one of the major sects at the Plum Meeting, and had a very high status in the Cultivation circle. If someone thought that this Master of the Nunnery was a common girl, they would be seeking death.
Jing Jiu bowed with one hand.
Seeing his severely deformed arm, the Master of the Nunnery said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Jing Jiu said, "This is what I should do."
The Master of the Nunnery didn't say anything more. She led him to the meditation room along the lakeside.
She was fully aware of how hard her Big Sister had been through these years, so she didn't have a good impression of the Aoyama Sect and Jing Jiu. The Master of the Nunnery was the Young Sister of the Three Sages …
The trees by the lakeside were much fewer than before. Jing Jiu didn't know if it had anything to do with his suggestion.
He didn't like the fragrance of the osmanthus flowers, but the scene of the branches of the osmanthus slanting on the surface of the lake was indeed beautiful.
There was a round hole in the wall of the meditation room.
If one looked out from the room, the view of the lake would be like the surface of a fan; if one looked in from the outside, one would see the harmonious Zen intent.
All Jing Jiu could see was Guo Dong, who was sleeping soundly.
The door of the meditation room was on the other side. Jing Jiu walked in through the round window.
In the next moment, the meditation room emitted countless golden lights, overshadowing the scenery of the lake and the mountains.
It was spring in Shui Yue Nunnery.
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