The mountain path in Shenmo Peak was very narrow and shabby. The stone steps were of different heights, and some places didn't even have stone steps.
The Immortal Jingyang never went down the mountain, so there were no disciples here. Every few years, the Sect Master would bring the elders to Shenmo Peak to pay their respects, but they would also ride their swords. No one used the mountain path, so it was in disrepair for a long time.
The deeper they went into Shenmo Peak, the more shabby the mountain path, and the more powerful the forbidding sword formation.
No matter how careful she was, Zhao Layue had more and more wounds on her body, and her clothes were gradually dyed red with blood.
The Tempered Body of Sword Wills was not enough for her to avoid all the dangers in the sword formation, nor could she completely resist the cuts of the sword wills.
Jing Jiu followed behind her with his hands behind his back.
"I'm tired," he said.
Zhao Layue stopped and sat cross-legged, absorbing the Qi of Heaven and Earth to recover her spirit.
After a long time, she opened her eyes.
"Why are you following me?"
She glanced at Jing Jiu and confirmed that he had no wounds on his body, "It seems that you don't have to follow me now."
Jing Jiu said, "I told you, I'm just curious."
As he spoke, he didn't look at her, but stared at the porcelain plate in front of him, holding a grain of sand in his hand, thinking about where to put it.
Looking at the grains of sand in the porcelain plate that had been reassembled, and thinking about the space in Shenmo Peak that had been cut by the sword wills, Zhao Layue was deep in thought.
She stood up and looked at the frighteningly quiet mountain path. After a moment of silence, she shook her wrist and held the sword rope that the bracelet had turned into.
This seemingly ordinary sword rope had tied up Master Zuo of Bihu Peak, who was in the State of Undefeated, on the cloud top of the Sword Peak, so it must be something extraordinary.
Jing Jiu thought that it was no wonder that the sword rope looked familiar that night.
He knew that Zhao Layue was going to use the sword rope to explore the path, so he shook his head.
It was a smart choice, but not a good one.
Zhao Layue asked, "Why?"
Jing Jiu said, "Don't use it until the last moment, because someone is watching us."
Shenmo Peak was protected by the Sword Formation. No one from the outside could see what was happening inside the peak. It was even more secretive than the clouds at the top of the Sword Peak.
Thinking about this, Zhao Layue felt that it was indeed difficult to advance, so she prepared to use her strongest hidden technique.
But there were always exceptions to everything.
The big shots in the Reaching Heaven State could see through all the fog.
There weren't many Reaching Heaven State figures in the entire continent, but unfortunately, the Aoyama Sect had two of them.
Jing Jiu believed that the two of them did not go to the Stream of Sword Cleansing with their real bodies. They only used the sword sounds to send messages. At this time, they should be watching from their respective peaks.
Zhao Layue recalled that he had once said that Yuan Qijing might have secretly entered the Reaching Heaven State.
In that case, who was the person that Jing Jiu was on guard against? Sect Leader or Martial Uncle Sword Justice?
Zhao Layue retrieved the sword rope and continued walking forward on the mountain path.
This time, her speed was a little faster, and the number of times she was cut by the sword intent was also a lot less. She didn't know if it had anything to do with the grains of sand in the porcelain plate that had been reassembled.
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It was getting late.
"I'm tired."
Jing Jiu said for the third time.
Zhao Layue stopped and opened her eyes to look at the peak top.
She had been walking for a long time, but the top of the Shenmo Peak still seemed far away.
"I overestimated myself."
Zhao Layue said after a moment of silence, "It's not easy to reach the top of the peak like Martial Granduncle."
This sentence had two meanings.
"You've done a good job."
Jing Jiu's tone was calm but sincere.
Zhao Layue took the magic pill and bandaged her wound. Judging from the ointment and materials, she was well-prepared.
Jing Jiu didn't do anything to help her. He just stood aside and watched.
Calmness often made people look indifferent.
He was like a bystander.
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When Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue entered the Shenmo Peak, people outside the peak couldn't see them anymore.
This was the so-called Forbidden Peak. No matter what, they would be isolated from the outside world.
People looked at the deserted mountain path with different emotions.
The little girl of the Platanus Sect leaned against her Senior Uncle's chest and yawned.
She had slept twice because she was sleepy, but she still didn't want to leave.
She thought this was the most interesting thing she had encountered during her trip to Aoyama, and she didn't want to miss the ending of the story.
It didn't matter if the ending of the story was sad or happy.
The two princes from Zhaoge City looked worried, but they didn't know who they were worried about and why.
On the top of Tianguang Peak, a tall figure stood by the cliff, looking in a certain direction among the peaks.
Elder Mo, who had just come back from the Shenmo Peak, looked at the figure anxiously.
"Sect … Sect Master … when you … save … the little girl … later, don't forget … Jing … Jing Jiu."
On the top of Shangde Peak, the cave room was as cold as an icehouse. Yuan Qijing stood by the bottomless well, remaining silent for a long time. No one knew what he was thinking about.
Chi Yan came in in a hurry, coughing as he told Yuan Qijing about the situation on Shenmo Peak.
Yuan Qijing walked to the outside of the cave and sneered while looking at the ocean of clouds under the starlight and the lone peak in the distance. "She really doesn't know what she's doing."
It was unclear whether he was talking about Zhao Layue, Jing Jiu, or both of them.
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The peak was right in front of them, but it was still more than six thousand feet away from the peak.
The night was as dark as ink. The quiet clouds on the peak reflected the starlight, looking like a piece of white paper.
Zhao Layue was covered in blood, and her clothes were full of sword cuts. Even her bandage had been torn apart. She looked miserable.
"You want to know why I have to climb this mountain, don't you?"
She sat down against a pine tree by the path.
This was the first time she had stopped walking.
Her face was pale, and the look in her eyes wasn't as determined as usual; she looked a bit tired.
Jing Jiu walked to the front of her and handed a large green leaf to her, with the crystal-clear dew in it.
Before they knew it, the night was deep, and morning was coming.
Zhao Layue took the green leaf, bringing it to her lips and drinking it.
Jing Jiu asked, "Why?"
"Because I'm really the inherited sword disciple chosen by Senior Grandmaster."
Zhao Layue looked at the peak and said, "You should all think that I'm talking nonsense and looking for excuses, but it's true."
By the stream, she said that she was the inherited sword disciple chosen by Senior Grandmaster Jingyang, and no one questioned it, because no one could ask Senior Grandmaster Jingyang who had ascended to heaven to verify it. But as she said, not many people believed it. The Immortal Jingyang had devoted himself to Taoism and had never accepted a disciple for hundreds of years. Why should he make an exception for her?
A person with natural Taoist quality was indeed remarkable in the Cultivation circle, but it was nothing to the Immortal Jingyang.
Jing Jiu said, "I believe you."
Without hesitation or thinking, he just said four simple words.
"Thank you."
Besides thanking him for his trust, there were other reasons.
She said, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to come so far."
Along the way, Jing Jiu had said many times that he was tired.
In fact, those were the times when she was exhausted to the extreme.
She didn't know how Jing Jiu could make such an accurate judgment, but she was grateful to him.
It seemed that Jing Jiu was not injured because he followed her and copied her footwork to break the formation.
But Zhao Layue knew that was not the truth. The real reason was that he was very familiar with the sword formation of Shenmo Peak.
If it weren't for accompanying her, he would have reached the peak already.
Without his company and those seemingly unintentional instructions, she wouldn't have been able to come here alone.
Jing Jiu said, "Even if you are the chosen one, you don't have to be so anxious."
If Zhao Layue was only worried that the inheritance might be lost in Shenmo Peak, she could go to Liangwang Peak and practice hard for another three years.
After three years, Zhao Layue should be much stronger than she was now. She could try to climb the peak in the next Inherited Sword Competition, and she would have a greater chance of success.
"I'm really anxious."
Zhao Layue said, "Because I'm afraid it's too late."
Jing Jiu thought, "Do I have to hold you?"
Zhao Layue thought, "I can't tell you the real secret."
She just wanted to go to the peak to see if the sword was there, and if that person was there.
She said, "I want to sleep for a while."
Jing Jiu said, "It's hard for you to wake up if you sleep now."
She looked at the peak and said, "I'm really tired. I don't even know if it's been three or four years."
After saying that, she closed her eyes and fell asleep against the pine tree. After a while, she started to snore slightly.
Her eyelashes were very long and didn't tremble at all.
Her hair was very short and slightly messy in the wind.
It seemed that she was really tired.
Jing Jiu lifted his head and looked at the deathly quiet cliff, feeling a bit regretful.
He didn't regret choosing to climb the mountain with the little girl.
The forbidding formation of Shenmo Peak was so strong that even he felt it was a bit troublesome. It was really an embarrassing thing.
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