Zen Master returned to the small temple behind White Town. He lifted his arm and wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve.
"Thank you for your hard work," the Broadsword King said in his deep and feeble voice.
"It didn't take much effort to beat up a little kid."
Zen Master turned around and looked at the scattered sticks outside the doorsill. He shook his head and was about to pick up the sticks with his head lowered.
This movement triggered the injury in his body. Puff!!! The blood sprayed out from his mouth like a mist, falling on the doorsill and those thin sticks.
It was deathly quiet in the small temple. The Broadsword King didn't speak. It was as quiet as a graveyard.
After a long while, Zen Master straightened his body slowly and sighed with a complicated emotion while looking at the deep part of the snowland.
The deathly silence and the sigh were all due to the pressure, the pressure the Snowy Kingdom exerted on the humans.
"I'll call someone to clean it up later."
Zen Master lifted his arm and wiped the blood off the corners of his mouth with his sleeve. He remained silent for a long time while looking in the direction of the snowland.
He employed the magic of the Precious Mirror to wound the white figure severely and force her back to the deep part of the snowland, but he paid a heavy price for it.
"About twenty three years? How could that little guy be so powerful? "the Young Zen Master suddenly said.
During the Cultivation tournament of the Plum Meeting, the snowland had a sudden change. Heaven and earth turned cold all of a sudden, and many young Cultivation practitioners who participated in the Cultivation tournament died. Jing Jiu and Bai Zao were trapped for six years, because the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom was pregnant. Even though she had started cultivating in the womb, it was merely twenty years since the child had become so powerful. The bloodline of a high state was indeed formidable.
"The humans can't resist the two queens," said the Broadsword King.
Zen Master said, "Fortunately, our speculation was correct. It looks like the mother and daughter didn't show any mercy when they harmed each other."
The Broadsword King asked, "Why do you insist that she gave birth to a daughter? Can't she give birth to a son?"
"The queen of the north has existed since the beginning of human records. Who has ever heard of the Emperor of the Snowy Kingdom?"
Zen Master continued, "Speaking of which, you're the only one in Chaotian who has seen her."
The Sword Saint's voice disappeared for a long time before it sounded again.
"Although I've fought her before, I've never seen her in person."
Zen Master understood his meaning and didn't pursue the matter further.
The regular Cultivation practitioners would fight at a distance, especially the sword practitioners of Aoyama and the No-Mercy Sect.
When peerless experts fought, they would often be separated by dozens of miles, hundreds of miles, or even further.
Back when Liu Ci and the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean fought, they were separated by an ocean.
So it was normal for Sword Saint to say that he had never seen Ice Queen.
As for the battle in such a state, would it make people feel that it wasn't hot-blooded enough … Could it be that experts of this realm would have to stare at each other like ordinary people in the streets, spittle flying everywhere?
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In the deepest part of the Gatherer Soul Valley, in front of the transparent wall that isolated the abyss, in the scorching hot magma.
A beautiful person and a golden fish were facing each other, staring at each other.
What exactly was this thing? This was the thought shared by both Jing Jiu and the golden carp; the only difference was that the latter had spoken it out.
The fish puckered its lips into a cute circle, spitting out a string of words that looked like bubbles and some spittle at the same time.
The spittle splashed onto Jing Jiu's face. He felt a stinging pain, so he reached out his hand to touch his face.
The golden carp was surprised that this person could survive in such hot magma, and his own liquid fire couldn't even penetrate his skin. How could this be possible?
Jing Jiu was baffled as well, wondering if this fish's spittle was even hotter than the magma. Was he a powerful demon who had survived a great war in ancient times?
Thinking of the huge skeleton that had turned into powder on the battlefield in the barren plain, Jing Jiu denied this idea, and had a new idea about the origin of the golden carp.
"Are you a Cultivation friend from Zhongzhou School?" he asked.
The golden carp's puckered mouth became rounder, and it was evident that he was surprised, asking, "How did you guess it?"
This was the bottom of the Gatherer Soul Valley, and the transparent wall was the forbidding formation used by Zhongzhou School to seal off the passage. If such a strange fish suddenly appeared in the river of magma, even a monkey of Shiyue Peak would know that this person had something to do with Zhongzhou School.
Thinking of all this, Jing Jiu asked, "May I know your Daoist name?"
A proud expression showed in the eyes of the golden carp, as he said, "I'm the Divine Beast of Cloud-Dream, the Fire Carp, also known as the King of Fire Carps. I'm good at swallowing the soul-fire, so I was invited here by the Mountain Gate to guard the passage in the Underworld."
This Fire Carp was a spirit bred naturally by the underground fire. He had lived in the underground river of magma since he was a child, and he liked the fire and couldn't live without it. He wasn't invited here by Zhongzhou School; it was because Zhongzhou School found that this carp couldn't be kept on Cloud-Dream Mountain after they tamed him at the bottom of the Gatherer Soul Valley, so they had to leave him here and guard the passage.
He had been kept in the underground fire for more than twenty thousand years. In terms of age, no one was older than him, save for the ancient divine beasts like the Unicorn and the Round Turtle; even Ada had to call him "senior master". But the problem was that this kind of natural spirit grew very slowly, and he often needed to sleep for a long time to recuperate. As a result, he hadn't reached adulthood yet.
The Fire Carp should have slept for more than one thousand years this time, but he had woken up two years ago in advance for some reason. He was already in a bad mood, and he encountered something else that day, which made him so angry.
Jing Jiu didn't know about this, but he thought that Zhongzhou School was indeed a Cultivation sect that could compete with Aoyama on occasion; its resources were indeed profound.
The problem with Aoyama was that the Sword Dao was too straight. When two Daos fought, it was difficult for two swords to generate fire, and the killing was too strong.
In the past tens of thousands of years, the killing between the peaks of Aoyama was too brutal. Many secrets had disappeared in the dark night along with the sudden death of the previous masters.
Among them, the closest and cruelest killing was what Taiping Zhenren led them to do. Jing Jiu thought that he should go to the Sword Jail to visit Senior Master Tai Lu after he returned to Green Mountain. Perhaps there was a formidable figure hiding in the underground of the hermit peaks. If so, the number of the four Principal Guards would increase to five, or even more.
"If I'm the King of Fire Carp, then who are you? Fire Boy? "
The golden carp was extremely curious when he saw how calm he was in the scorching lava and that he could even speak.
"Jing Jiu of Aoyama."
He forgot to cover his face with the Sword Force. Even if he covered his face in the lava, he couldn't hide it from the perception of the Fire Carp.
Afterward, the Fire Carp only needed to describe him, and the Zhongzhou School would know who he was. It was pointless to give him a fake name.
The Fire Carp blinked his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, but I have to kill you."
"Why?" Jing Jiu asked.
The Fire Carp waved his tail, saying, "Don't be nervous. We don't have a grudge against each other. But I remember someone said before I went to sleep last time that the relationship between our two families wasn't that good."
Even though he hadn't reached adulthood and wasn't a real divine beast, he was as powerful as Liu Ada in the underground river of fire. It wouldn't be difficult for him to kill Jing Jiu.
"Have you been to the Cloud-Dream Mountain?" Jing Jiu asked with an unchanged expression.
The Fire Carp was taken aback, and then he said, "No."
"Do the disciples of the Zhongzhou School usually come to see you?" Jing Jiu asked.
It was so hot in the river of lava that even a Cultivation practitioner would turn into a puff of smoke if he fell in. Since the Immortals Tan and Bai and the important figures of the Zhongzhou School wouldn't come here often, he was sure that nobody would come to see the golden carp.
"Who said no? The Cloud-Dream Mountain sends a disciple to see me every six hundred years, and I can communicate with the Cloud-Dream Mountain through the air. If something happens to the passage, I can tell them immediately. I used to talk with them when I was awake. Besides, it was just a few days ago … Oh, it's nothing. "
The Fire Carp found that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he stopped talking immediately. His lips formed a smaller circle, making him look even more adorable.
"Even if the relationship between our two sects isn't good, you don't have to kill me. Moreover, my relationship with the Zhongzhou School has always been good."
Jing Jiu went on earnestly, "The first disciple of the Zhongzhou School I knew was called Xiang Wanshu. Later, I became a chess friend with a disciple of the Zhongzhou School named Tong Yan. Well, you probably know the daughter of the current sect master of the Zhongzhou School, Bai Zao. I have a good relationship with her. You can ask her."
Hearing the name of Tong Yan, a strange expression flashed in the eyes of the Fire Carp; but he didn't change his mind. "I can't do that," he said sneakily. "It's because I saw you talking to that important figure of the Underworld. A thief like you who has secret dealings with the Underworld can't live."
He didn't know that the short man in the blue cloth was the Underworld Master, but he could sense through the huge transparent wall that this person's Cultivation state was much higher than his own, so he could guess that this person had an extraordinary background.
The Fire Carp felt proud when he thought that he was so clear-headed even though he had just woken up two years ago. He suddenly saw Jing Jiu leave the lava and come to the shore. "You dare run away!" he yelled anxiously.
Jing Jiu of course wanted to run away. It would be easy for him to die while facing this Fire Carp in the lava.
As Jing Jiu raised his right hand and was about to leave, the Fire Carp in the lava river raised his tail and slapped it down forcefully.
Boom!!! A great amount of hot red lava shot up from the river, shooting toward the cliff walls like a heavy downpour.
Not only was the lava extremely hot, but it also contained a terrifying power.
Jing Jiu took back the Sword of the Universe from the space and held it in front of him as a shield.
A series of cracking sounds could be heard.
Jing Jiu's feet left two straight and shallow grooves on the ground, and he didn't stop until his back bumped against the cliff walls.
Dozens of glowing marks appeared on the surface of the Sword of the Universe. Fortunately, the sword was very broad, so no lava fell on Jing Jiu's body.
This Fire Carp was too formidable; Jing Jiu of course couldn't defeat him; otherwise, he wouldn't have talked so much about their chess friends and their close relationship.
The Fire Carp leapt out of the lava river and headed toward Jing Jiu with an unimaginably high temperature and formidable energy.
As the Fire Carp arrived in front of Jing Jiu, Jing Jiu suddenly turned his left hand over.
Hovering in the air, the Fire Carp stared at Jing Jiu's palm and asked cautiously, "What the hell is this?"
A white beetle was lying on the palm of Jing Jiu's left hand, exuding a faint but lingering cold intent. It was none other than Cold Cicada.
The state of Cold Cicada was very low; it could only be ranked at the bottom in the snowland, so it was of no threat to a high-level life form like the Fire Carp. However, the purest cold intent exuded by Cold Cicada made the Fire Carp feel a bit uneasy.
"It's the most formidable being in the Snowy Kingdom," said Jing Jiu.
The Fire Carp suddenly laughed out loud. His lips were changing from round to flat, and his two slightly red front fins were flapping against the fish's body; it seemed that his belly hurt from laughing too much.
"Do you really think I don't know anything just because I'm isolated from the outside world? Do you really think I'm stupid and ignorant because I'm so adorable? "
Jing Jiu said after some thought, "I take back what I said earlier."
Cold Cicada stole a glance at Jing Jiu, feeling both innocent and resentful.
The Fire Carp had finally stopped laughing. "I wanted to play with you a little longer, but I couldn't help it," he said while panting slightly. "If you could bring the Ice Queen with you, I would let you go without saying a word. Even if you brought those snowy demons who have transformed into human beings with you, I would still be afraid of you. But you want to scare me off by bringing a snowy beetle of the lowest state with you? I really don't understand. What are you thinking? "
"That's what I'm thinking," said Jing Jiu.
Cold Cicada understood what Jing Jiu was thinking. It turned its body around as quickly as possible, pointing its head at the sky.
It was evident that this was a gesture of submission.
"Are you going to give this snowy beetle to me as a gift?"
The Fire Carp said angrily, "No … even if you want to bribe this king, can you at least give me something valuable? I think that huge sword of yours is pretty good. "
Jing Jiu didn't give a response.
Cold Cicada suddenly rubbed its limbs against each other, making a deep and low buzzing sound, looking like a real cicada in autumn.
The expression in the eyes of the Fire Carp suddenly changed; it was because he sensed that this snowy beetle was not acting cute, but had released some objects.
Those objects were very small, so small that he couldn't even see them.
The Fire Carp sensed a strong uneasiness. He wagged his tail and said to Jing Jiu, "Brother, let's talk this out."
(End of this chapter)
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