Guo Nanshan was taken aback, asking, "Why?"
Jing Jiu said, "Wang Xiaoming is dead."
Guo Nanshan said, "But neither the Windy-Broadsword Church nor the Magic Army of the Imperial Court found his corpse."
Jing Jiu didn't explain further, because he was sure that Wang Xiaoming was dead, regardless of whether his corpse was found or not.
Guo Nanshan trusted his judgment, saying with a grave expression, "If it's Su Ziye, we have to treat this matter more carefully."
After the battle at the West Ocean, everybody knew that Su Ziye had an agreement with Zhongzhou School. If it was Su Ziye who gathered the former members of the Mysterious Dark Sect in Yizhou, was Zhongzhou School involved in this matter? The spring rain had just fallen, and the Cloud-Dream Mountain had just opened, and the shadow that had been hidden for three years was about to reveal itself?
For the Aoyama Sect, this was a stressful matter.
Gu Qing revealed a vigilant expression in his eyes, thinking that they should indeed send someone to Yizhou to have a look.
Jing Jiu said, "It's not your concern. His Cultivation state is so low, so he should stay on the mountain and cultivate."
Theoretically, there was nothing wrong with this statement. The Aoyama Sect and Zhongzhou School were the two leaders of the orthodox Cultivation circle, with profound resources and numerous swordsmen. If a war broke out between the two sides, the magic treasures and flying swords would fly everywhere. The disciples of Liangwang Peak wouldn't be able to do anything but die.
In a war of that level, only those above the Broken Sea State were qualified to contribute.
Guo Nanshan was a bit uneasy, wanting to say something.
Jing Jiu continued, "You can leave the mountain when you break through the Broken Sea State."
Guo Nanshan was speechless, thinking that there was no such rule in the sect rules.
The current style of Liangwang Peak originated from Taiping Zhenren, and it was carried forward by the Immortal Liu Ci.
On the day that Jing Jiu took over the position of the sect master, he had said that everything would remain the same; why did he change the rules of Liangwang Peak?
"I think … you have a prejudice against Liangwang Peak."
Guo Nanshan looked at Jing Jiu and said seriously.
"I don't like Liangwang Peak, but this is not prejudice."
Jing Jiu said, "Tell me, how many disciples of Liangwang Peak have died in the past thirty years?"
Guo Nanshan didn't even need to think before he said, "Fourteen Junior Brothers have returned to Aoyama."
These 14 disciples of Aoyama had died on the snowfield, on the West Sea, and in the countless battles that they had to slay evil.
"Before Layue and I, the most talented and promising young disciples of Aoyama had all gone to Liangwang Peak."
Jing Jiu said, "They should be able to go further. Even if they die, they should die when breaking through the realm or under the Heavenly Tribulation."
Guo Nanshan didn't understand and said, "As sword cultivators, if we don't go through the test of life and death, how can we achieve the Great Way?"
Jing Jiu said, "Asking rich kids to carry sandbags to earn money is not cultivating their hardworking spirit, but an idiot's behavior."
Guo Nanshan understood what he meant, but he couldn't accept it. Even the disciples of Aoyama in the Undefeated State were like immortals in the mortal world, not to mention those in the State of Free Travel. But according to Jing Jiu, the disciples of Liangwang Peak in this state were like kids who had no ability to protect themselves.
Jing Jiu said, "Sect Master, you once traveled with Zhao Layue before she passed away."
Jing Jiu glanced at him.
Gu Qing understood what his Master wanted to say: Can you compare with me?
Of course, he wouldn't say it out loud.
Jing Jiu found that the most troublesome thing after becoming the Sect Master was not meeting people, but having to say a lot of words.
"Going through the test of life and death can indeed speed up your Cultivation, but you may die. How can you break through the realm if you die? There is only hope if you are alive. The higher your state is, the more powerful Aoyama will be. I don't want to repeat such a simple principle again. "
Guo Nanshan thought it was ridiculous, thinking that Aoyama didn't cultivate the Heartless Way, so why didn't they do anything?
"Liangwang Peak has killed more demons and deviant practitioners in hundreds of years than your Master did in one night."
Jing Jiu said at last, "Think about it yourself."
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Guo Nanshan still couldn't figure it out, but he had nothing to say when faced with the example given by the Sect Master.
He returned to Liangwang Peak, gathered You Siluo, Gu Han, and the others, and told them what had happened. These proud and brave disciples of Liangwang Peak were not convinced. They thought the new Sect Master was messing around, and their words were quite disrespectful. They didn't calm down until they were reprimanded by Guo Nanshan.
"If everyone could be like our Master, then no one in the world would dare to show up. The problem is, how many people like our Master are there in the world?"
Gu Han said angrily, "Only those in the Broken Sea State can go out of the mountain? The Elders in the Broken Sea State of the nine peaks are practicing in closed-door training every day, and they won't show up unless something important happens for the sect. How can they be willing to go out of the mountain for these trivial matters? If our Liangwang Peak is like this, who will go to kill demons and devils? Who will protect those mortals? "
The new Sect Master's ban on Liangwang Peak soon spread in the civil strife of Aoyama, causing a lot of controversy and dissatisfaction. Over the years, Liangwang Peak had been regarded as the sharpest sword of Aoyama. The young disciples of the peak represented the image of Aoyama in the human world and the glory of Aoyama. Now they were forbidden to go out of the mountain. What should they do?
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Jing Jiu had never liked Liangwang Peak.
In fact, he didn't like the young disciples of Liangwang Peak, but the taste and existence of Liangwang Peak itself.
The masters in the Broken Sea State and the Reaching Heaven State were practicing in closed-door training in their respective caves, but it was totally irresponsible to let these young people in the Undefeated State and the Free Travel State go out into the world to practice and experience life and death. Deep down, there was a great deal of selfishness hidden in this arrangement.
If they didn't think the affairs of the human world were worth their time and energy, why would they let these children do it?
Another reason was that he didn't like crowds.
Chi Yan, then Guo Nanshan, and then some others.
The monkeys at the foot of the cliff were screaming incessantly; it was quite a crowd.
Seeing his beautiful and sorrowful face, Zhao Layue said sympathetically, "Why don't you lift the forbidding formation?"
The forbidding formation on Shenmo Peak was very powerful. Except for people like Yuan Qijing who could ignore it, the others who wanted to meet the new Sect Master had to land at the foot of the peak and walk up to the peak, and then be led into the small wooden hut by Gu Qing. If the forbidding formation was lifted, the people of Aoyama could fly directly to the peak top, and they wouldn't have to listen to the monkeys for a long time.
Jing Jiu thought it was even more annoying than the monkeys, so he waved his hand to indicate that there was no need for it, and decided to put up with it.
He walked out of the cave and came to the cliff's edge, looking at Qingrong Peak on the opposite side.
The new bamboo chair was nowhere to be found.
He had thought that Nan Wang would come after Yuan Qijing arrived, but she hadn't shown up yet.
She had done a good job.
Jing Jiu praised her in his mind while looking at the white cat in Layue's arms.
Ada meowed once, and straightened his body contentedly, rubbing against Layue's face.
"I'm going to Shangde Peak," said Jing Jiu.
Ada meowed once and buried his face in Layue's face, ignoring Jing Jiu.
Zhao Layue was baffled, wondering why Jing Jiu had said that he wouldn't interfere with Jian Ruyun's affairs.
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The phrase "chilly spring" was the best description for the current Shangde Peak.
The green pines among the peaks were like the ocean, and the snowline was higher than ever, but it was still cold.
The manor cave covered with snow and frost all year round felt even colder when the desolate sword light of the Sword of the Universe shone on it.
Standing by the well, Yuan Qijing said while looking at Jing Jiu, "Liangwang Peak is Liu Ci's masterpiece."
Jing Jiu said, "He didn't do it because he was selfish, but it doesn't mean others think so."
"I understand what you mean," said Yuan Qijing. "But not all the Cultivation practitioners can be like you."
"The Cultivation practitioners should be like me," said Jing Jiu.
Yuan Qijing said after some thought, "What you said is right."
It was not that he didn't want to do it, but he couldn't do it.
Though he couldn't do it, he yearned for it.
At least it had been so for Jing Jiu and Liu Ci many years ago.
Jing Jiu suddenly asked, "Is it troublesome for the sect master to go out of the mountains? Who should I report to? You? "
"The sect master has the highest authority. You can go if you want," said Yuan Qijing.
Jing Jiu was baffled, asking, "Didn't Liu Ci seldom go out?"
"He is learning from you," said Yuan Qijing.
Jing Jiu thought of the scene when he bid farewell to the Jing family, Duke Lu and the Emperor in Zhaoge City, remaining silent for a while.
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Along with the sunlight, Jing Jiu landed at the bottom of the dark and gloomy well.
The Dead Dog opened his eyes and bowed slightly to Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu returned the bow, and headed to the deep end of the Sword Jail.
The cells of Bai Rujing and Jian Ruyun were not far from each other, and they were close to the grand hall, so the environment was not bad.
It was quiet in the two cells. The angry young man had probably cursed for a few days and nights, and he had no energy left. It was unclear what Bai Rujing was doing.
He didn't come here to see Jian Ruyun and Bai Rujing.
As he came to the grand hall, he looked at the passageway full of sword wills on the right side, and then at the tightly closed stone door of the cell.
The Snow Girl in the cell sensed his arrival. She turned around and looked at the stone door of the cell while wrapped in the quilt.
Their gazes met again on the other side of the stone door and the layers of sword wills, and then it was quiet for a long time.
The time was up.
Jing Jiu said something before he left.
"I have a new bamboo chair. Do you want to change it?"
The Snow Girl mumbled twice to indicate her refusal.
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Jing Jiu walked to the end of the passageway of the Sword Jail, pushed open the stone door, and arrived in the hermit peaks after passing through the fog.
He called out the Sword of the Universe and flew up on the sword. Soon, he arrived at a mountain peak.
The back of this mountain peak was gloomy and gloomy. A manor cave was hidden among the green vines, and the gemstone in front of the manor cave glowed with a red luster.
Fang Jingtian was in this manor cave.
He was the master of the Xilai Peak in the upper state of the Broken Sea, and he was qualified to compete for the position of the sect master. However, he had been forced by Yuan Qijing to stay behind closed doors in the hermit peaks three years ago, isolated from the outside world, and was trying his best to break through the threshold of the Heavenly Arrival State.
Jing Jiu understood what Yuan Qijing meant. This was a punishment for Fang Jingtian for colluding with Taiping Zhenren. If Fang Jingtian couldn't enter the Heavenly Arrival State, he could only die of old age in this manor cave and eventually become a withered corpse in that distant mountain.
This was also a test and even an incentive for Fang Jingtian.
If he could break through the threshold and become a figure in the Heavenly Arrival State, he would be able to leave the hermit peaks.
In a sense, this was no different from the disciples of Liangwang Peak going to the human world to slay demons and demons and accept the test of life and death.
Jing Jiu didn't know whether Fang Jingtian could succeed or not, but he knew that the day he walked out of the hermit peaks was the day he would be in trouble.
Jing Jiu didn't leave immediately this time. He sat down cross-legged, took out the porcelain plate that he hadn't seen for a long time, and started piling sand.
Piling sand was a game and a tool for meditation; it could also be regarded as a kind of calculation.
Fang Jingtian in the manor cave was not the Snow Girl, so he couldn't sense Jing Jiu's arrival.
The sunlight moved slowly, illuminating the endless peaks into different shapes, and the colors kept changing between shades.
As dusk fell, Jing Jiu finished his calculation, put away the sand plate, and stood up to leave.
The result of his calculations was not very good, and it was not very good either.
It didn't mean that it was a vague result without a clear direction, but it meant something more.
Jing Jiu thought he could accept such a result.
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Jing Jiu went to the manor cave where Tong Yan stayed behind closed doors. Glancing at the green gem by the door, he pushed the door open and entered.
Tong Yan was cultivating by meditation. The faint smoke condensed into the shape of a tree over his head.
The Dao Tree was visible, indicating that his state had improved again. He must have completed his Yuanying, but there was still a long way to go before he reached the Huashen Realm.
Tong Yan opened his eyes and said while looking at Jing Jiu, "This is a very rude thing to do."
It was unclear whether it was because of his successful Cultivation or some other reason, but his eyebrows were even lighter. Coupled with his young face, the more serious his expression was, the more adorable he looked.
It was the most disgusting and even infuriating thing for a Cultivation practitioner to be disturbed at the critical moment of his Cultivation.
Jing Jiu didn't pay any attention to him. He pressed a spot under the stone table with his hand, and the gem outside the manor cave turned red.
Then he said, "Su Ziye pretended to be Wang Xiaoming and wanted to restart the Mysterious Dark Sect. Gu Qing isn't good at this kind of thing. What do you think?"
Tong Yan said, "Su Ziye is not my friend, but he is He Zhan's friend and my ally."
Jing Jiu said, "I'm not familiar with He Zhan, but he is an ally of the Zhongzhou School. You are a disciple of Aoyama."
Tong Yan asked while staring into Jing Jiu's eyes, "Do the disciples of Aoyama have such an obligation?"
Jing Jiu uttered "hmm".
"I don't know which peak I belong to, but I don't think it's the Shenmo Peak."
Tong Yan said with a smile, "I won't join the Shenmo Peak either. This doesn't violate our agreement, so you can't order me around."
Jing Jiu said, "It doesn't matter which peak you belong to. It's because I'm the sect master now."
Tong Yan was surprised and shocked, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
Jing Jiu looked into Jing Jiu's eyes, listened to his heartbeat and blood flow, and sensed his energy to make sure that it was a real reaction.
It meant that Jing Jiu hadn't contacted the outside world, and Qing 'er hadn't come to the hermit peaks to look for him.
Tong Yan condensed a cup of water by magic and handed it to Jing Jiu with both hands, "Please have some tea, Sect Master."
Jing Jiu took it.
Tong Yan said, "Su Ziye won't make you pay so much attention to him."
Jing Jiu said, "The Young Mysterious Dark Master is behind him."
Tong Yan understood what Jing Jiu meant.
Taiping Zhenren was behind the Young Mysterious Dark Master.
"One more thing. You should know better than anyone else what the Zhongzhou School will do now that Liu Ci is gone."
Jing Jiu said, "You write a plan to deal with them."
Tong Yan looked at Jing Jiu in Silence.
Jing Jiu asked, "Do you want to go back?"
"No, I don't," Tong Yan said.
Then, he took out the chessboard and put dozens of Go pieces on it.
(End of this chapter)
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