The dumplings were like wine; the more they were drunk, the more they tasted.
The more trouble one avoided, the more likely it would be.
Back when Zhao Layue intended to kill Wang Xiaoming, Jing Jiu didn't agree to it. As such, the trouble had fallen on Jing Jiu's shoulders.
It was evident that Qing 'er's sigh was meant to mock him; but Jing Jiu didn't respond. "Why did you steal this mirror?" he asked instead.
The mirror was of course the Green Sky Mirror, and the question was directed at Tong Yan.
Tong Yan told Jing Jiu what had happened.
By now Jing Jiu knew that Bai Zhenren had already known the change of the Green Sky Mirror and intended to freeze Qing 'er's soul to death.
Jing Jiu shook his head and said, "You have to destroy everything you can't control. This is indeed what the Zhongzhou School does. But you are a disciple of the Zhongzhou School; why did you save her? "
Tong Yan said, "She will become the true spirit of the heavenly state, which means she is a real living being. I heard that it was you who told her this."
Jing Jiu uttered "hmm".
Tong Yan said expressionlessly, "Now that she is a living being, she can be regarded as a disciple of the Zhongzhou School. How can she be sentenced to death so easily?"
What she said was quite sensible; but the problem was that the reasoning was not so important for the overall interests of the Cultivation sects.
Back when he and Taiping Zhenren led Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing to sweep across the peaks of Aoyama, they didn't rely on the reasoning, and they didn't ask for the reasoning.
The Immortal Tai Lu was not convinced, and he didn't surrender until the very end. As a result, he was still locked up in the Sword Jail, suffering the pain of being invaded by the cold and gloomy, unable to escape.
Thinking of that scoundrel Senior Master who insisted that his actions were reasonable even though his hands were stained with the blood of his colleagues, Jing Jiu shook his head.
Tong Yan misunderstood Jing Jiu's intention, saying, "The Way of Go pursues the distinction between black and white."
Thinking of Layue's eyes, Jing Jiu remained silent for a while before asking, "The Go game is about planning before taking action. You are good at it, but why are you so crude?"
That day in the deep part of the earth source, Tong Yan picked up the Green Sky Mirror and left without a second thought after hearing what Qing 'er had said. It was more like snatching the mirror than stealing it.
"She was very weak and about to die. There was no time for me to think."
Tong Yan said calmly, "Moreover, I've thought too much and calculated too much in the past, but I've never been able to surpass you. If I take another path, I might have a chance."
Jing Jiu said, "Intuition is also a form of calculation. It's just that the middle process is omitted. The results may not be accurate, but the general direction is correct."
Tong Yan asked, "Why did you come to the Cold Mountain then? Is it because you have predicted something?"
Jing Jiu said, "I'll sharpen the sword."
Tong Yan didn't understand what he meant. Glancing at the Sword of the Universe hovering in midair in Silence, she wondered why such a good sword needed to be sharpened.
Jing Jiu took a look at the Green Sky Mirror, saying nothing.
After leaving Aoyama, he had gone to many places, including Ōzawa, the Mine and Zhaoge City, in order to find a perfect whetstone for his sword.
He had never thought of using the Green Sky Mirror to sharpen the sword, but he had unexpectedly found it after so many twists and turns.
It wasn't until now that he realized what he had been looking for was the Green Sky Mirror.
In the words of Qing 'er, was this fate?
Thinking of all this, Jing Jiu lifted his hand and rubbed Qing 'er's head.
Tong Yan said with arched eyebrows, "This is the true spirit of our sect. Cultivationist, please show some respect."
Feeling itchy, Qing 'er flew to the back of Tong Yan to hide. She stuck out her small face and said with a smile, "Yeah, yeah. Go touch your Little Zao if you want to."
Tong Yan raised her eyebrows even higher, but it was evident that she didn't feel happy because of this.
"I'm going to take a rest."
Jing Jiu closed his eyes and started to sleep.
The cold wind whistled in the withered forest. A few wooden birds were flying in the gloomy sky, which were obviously the magic treasures of the Mysterious Dark Church.
Hundreds of disciples of the Mysterious Dark Church were scattered in the barren plain of the Cold Mountain, and the formations and fire nets were everywhere under and on the surface of the ground. They could find this place at any moment.
Tong Yan and Qing 'er eyed each other, thinking that this person was truly ambitious.
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The red color on the cliff walls was very deep; it didn't look like blood, but more like some kind of paint.
It was because the temperature was too high and the wind was too dry, so the valley extending into the mountain range didn't feel gloomy at all.
The ground in the valley was covered with sharp red rocks, which were extremely hot. If someone broke a raw egg on the ground, it would only take a few seconds for the egg to be fried.
A few disciples of the Mysterious Dark Church knelt on the ground, their hands and knees cut by the rocks. The blood coming out from the wounds turned into smoke, exuding an unpleasant burning smell.
"Your subordinates are useless. Please punish us, Church Master."
They didn't dare stand up. They kept kowtowing to the figure in front of them, regardless of the fact that their foreheads would be burned.
Pain was not qualified to exist in front of the fear of death.
The person turned around, his leather boots crushing the rocks into red powder.
"We haven't found them after such a long time, and three of our disciples have died … Where are the dead people?"
His voice was devoid of any emotion, which was in stark contrast to the scorching environment around him.
A disciple carried three corpses into the valley from outside; they were the three disciples of the Mysterious Dark Church killed by Jing Jiu.
That person walked to the front of the three corpses slowly and squatted down, leaving a shallow trench on the ground behind him.
This self-proclaimed King Ming was still very young, and his face was devoid of any emotion. He looked extremely cold, but there seemed to be a wildfire in the deep end of his eyes.
Back when Liu Shisui betrayed Aoyama, he had wounded Jian Ruoyun severely with the demonic method of the Bloody Demon Church. There was a similar wildfire in his eyes.
"Killing people casually, not burning the corpses with the sword fire, and not disguising it … The swordsmen of Aoyama are still so arrogant."
Looking at the broken necks of the three corpses, the King Ming sensed the sharp intent in them, the wildfire in the deep end of his eyes growing stronger.
After Shi Fengchen committed suicide, he left Zhaoge City. He found treasures on the way by jumping off cliffs and entering the mountains. Finally, he had cultivated a powerful demonic method.
After he expelled Su Ziye and took control of the Mysterious Dark Sect, he tempered the Sun Banner again and became an important figure in the deviant sects.
What he wanted to do most was to kill Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue, so he had a deep understanding of the sword will of Aoyama.
Gao Ya suddenly walked out from the deep end of the valley and bowed to the King Ming, refusing to get up.
The King Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and gestured for the followers to disperse.
Gao Ya stood up and advised, "The Zhongzhou School is still manageable because Tong Yan is an abandoned disciple. But another disciple of Aoyama has come … Please reconsider, Church Master."
The Mysterious Dark Church was growing stronger, especially after the Sun Banner was tempered again. Some elders of the church had a feeling that they were back in the old days. However, if they offended the two leaders of the orthodox Cultivation sects, the Aoyama Sect and the Zhongzhou School … it would be a suicide mission.
The King Ming said expressionlessly, "Since he is a disciple of Aoyama, I have to kill him. Nobody can dissuade me."
The expression on Gao Ya's face was terrible, as he said in a low voice, "Church Master, you haven't been back to the Ancestral Altar for a long time, so you might not know about some things. Three hundred years ago, the Great Grandmaster …"
Whoosh!!! The heat waves rose up in the valley.
Sensing the sensation from the Sun Banner, the King Ming arched his eyebrows while looking at the outside of the valley, wondering which swordsman of Aoyama was still alive after touching the fire of the banner.
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One day and one night had passed.
The Mysterious Dark Church had increased their efforts in searching, and the formation had gradually narrowed down its range. A few groups of disciples had already arrived in the vicinity of this patch of forest.
The Illusionary Realm of the Green Sky Mirror was not as real as the one inside the Illusionary Realm. Though it could fool the regular Cultivation practitioners, it couldn't fool the truly powerful swordsmen.
If the situation persisted, the Green Sky Mirror would be discovered sooner or later.
Tong Yan shot a glance at Qing 'er, asking with her eyes if the two of them should leave first.
Jing Jiu would sleep here if he liked, and it would also attract the attention of the Mysterious Dark Church.
Qing 'er shot a glance at Jing Jiu, feeling hesitant.
It was probably a coincidence that Jing Jiu woke up. Countless faint sword wills overflowed from the underground and returned to his body, making his cloth ruffle slightly.
He was not actually sleeping; he was using his sword wills to sense and calculate the formation of the Mysterious Dark Church and determine the locations of those strange flames under the ground.
In one day and one night, his sword wills had already searched the underground for more than one hundred square miles, and he had a general idea of the situation.
He shot a glance at Qing 'er.
Qing 'er understood what he meant, and returned to the Green Sky Mirror.
Tong Yan carried the Green Sky Mirror on her back.
Whoosh!!!
A gust of wind rose in the forest.
The disciples of the Mysterious Dark Church sensed the disturbance and rushed to the forest in tandem, but they found nothing.
Even the weed with two leaves had disappeared.
There was only one hole in the ground, deep and gloomy, leading to nowhere.
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The north of the barren land was still within the range of the Cold Mountain, but the climate here was even colder.
A few magnificent snowy mountains blocked the path leading to the snowland.
The ice and snow in front of the snowy mountains suddenly bulged and then exploded.
Jing Jiu and Tong Yan flew out from the inside.
This place was very close to the snowland.
Jing Jiu believed that the disciples of the Mysterious Dark Church didn't dare come here, because even he didn't want to, or dared not, come here.
Tong Yan was covered in dirt with the Green Sky Mirror on her back. She shot a glance at Jing Jiu, feeling a sense of admiration.
Jing Jiu was indeed good at digging holes. It was unclear how he did it, but the rocks, no matter how hard they were, would melt instantly when they were dug by him.
What was more admirable was that Jing Jiu had memorized the entire structure of the underground fire source and the formation of the Sun Banner.
The underground fire source was extremely complicated, like a maze. They had traveled through it for a long time, but they hadn't encountered those flames even once.
Looking at the large snowy mountain in front of him, Jing Jiu turned around without hesitation and headed in the opposite direction.
Tong Yan thought it was a bit awkward for him to turn around, but she still followed him.
It was then that they suddenly heard a footstep.
Jing Jiu and Tong Yan halted their steps.
Yet, the footstep was still behind them.
Tong Yan turned around and looked at the large snowy mountain.
The footstep came from the top of the snowy mountain.
The sound was a bit unique.
Crack!!!
Crack!!!
The first sound was the sound of the boots stepping on the ice and snow, but the second sound was like the sound of a broom being dragged on the snow.
A moment later, Tong Yan saw the figure on the snowy mountain.
Even from a few miles away, she could still see that the person walked with a strange gait, as if he was limping.
The sound came from his right foot dragging on the snow.
He was none other than the young Church Master of the Mysterious Dark Church.
He walked slowly to the edge of the cliff and looked down at the two of them, asking, "Did you feel comfortable walking in the passage I prepared for you?"
Tong Yan felt a bit cold. It turned out that Jing Jiu had led her to escape from the formation of the Mysterious Dark Church because it was arranged by the other party.
The other party had been waiting here for them to walk into the trap.
It was much easier than searching for them in the barren plain and the Cold Mountain.
"What about you?"
Looking at him on the snowy mountain, Jing Jiu asked, "Did you feel comfortable living the life that the other party prepared for you?"
Hearing this, the expression on the young Mysterious Dark Church Master's face changed abruptly.
He had experienced too many adventures in the past twenty-three years since he left Zhaoge City, and his experiences were even better than those of He Zhan, who was famous for his good luck in the Cultivation world. It seemed that he could find some magic methods and crystals no matter what he did. As such, his Cultivation path was quite smooth, and he had never had to worry about not having enough magic pills and crystals, or the magic methods of low states.
No matter how he looked at it, it was a problem.
Yet, he didn't dare think too deeply about it. It was because he was afraid that once he learned the truth, everything he had would be taken away by the person who arranged all these things, and he would have nothing left.
All he could do was use the hatred and the improvement of his Cultivation state to numb himself, and comfort himself with that statement.
"I'm the main character of this story. Even if that day comes, I will change my fate and break that hidden hand behind the scenes!"
Since he had succeeded in tempering the Sun Banner again, he didn't feel as anxious and worried as before, but he was fully aware that he was far from reaching the truth, exposing the truth, and defeating the truth. It was because he had found the secret method of tempering the Sun Banner by chance …
Unexpectedly, he heard the statement that day, and the truth was exposed by someone else.
He felt like a naked child, standing naked on a snowy mountain. It was so cold.
There was no King Ming … You are still Wang Xiaoming.
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It is said that today is the last working day of the year eighteen. I wish you all a happy holiday. Drink in moderation, and live a happy and unplanned life. It's a pity that we don't have a holiday today. The new chapter will be updated tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Let's take a break the day after tomorrow on New Year's Day. We can relax when we drink in the evening the day after tomorrow.
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