He Zhan said back then that your face is as easy to recognize as mine. "
Su Ziye said to Jing Jiu, "It looks like it's true."
The kettle dropped to the ground, and the steam rose up and turned into the strands, entering the brown bottle in his hand. It was a marvelous scene.
The Barren Bottle could absorb all the moisture in the air; it was a formidable magic treasure.
He was confident that he could kill Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui as soon as possible by cooperating with the Elder Huayin.
Yet, Jing Jiu came.
The Elder Huayin was dead.
Zhuo Rusui said, "Why bother wasting time by saying all this nonsense? No one will come. "
Su Ziye knew that what Jing Jiu said was true. The disciples of the Mysterious Dark Sect hiding in the underground river should have all been killed by him and Zhao Layue.
He had noticed earlier that Zhuo Rusui was wounded, and the hem of Zhao Layue's skirt was a bit wet.
Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui were the two most capable swordsmen of the young generation of Aoyama; moreover, Jing Jiu was the Immortal Sect Master of Aoyama. Now that Jing Jiu was here in person, it was unclear how many swordsmen of the Aoyama Sect were hiding in and around Yizhou City. As such, those disciples had no chance of surviving.
Looking at the corpse of the Elder Huayin, Su Ziye thought of those disciples who had died in the underground river and the history of the Mysterious Dark Sect. "In fact, I've never thought of becoming an enemy of Aoyama," he said sadly.
Zhuo Rusui said, "It was you who sent Tong Yan to the West Ocean."
Tong Yan went to the West Ocean, and the Fairy Book in the Green Sky Mirror triggered a heavenly punishment. Taiping Zhenren avoided the punishment, but Liu Ci turned into the spring rain.
Liu Ci was the Master of Zhuo Rusui.
Su Ziye said, "If so, can I take it that Tong Yan was secretly killed by you people?"
The news that Tong Yan had left the Cloud Dream Mountain was strictly controlled by the Zhongzhou School. No one in the cultivation circle knew about it.
However, Su Ziye had kept in touch with Jing Jiu in secret over the years. When he suddenly found that he couldn't get in touch with Tong Yan, he had many speculations.
Zhuo Rusui said, "I will definitely kill Tong Yan, but he is hiding in Zhongzhou, so I can't do anything for now."
Su Ziye saw that Jing Jiu's expression didn't seem to be fake, wondering what had happened to Tong Yan.
Zhuo Rusui said, "Don't look at me like that. If I say I want to kill him, he won't live long."
After a moment of silence, Su Ziye looked at Jing Jiu and asked, "Why don't you let us go?"
Jing Jiu said, "If I want to destroy your Mysterious Dark Sect, you can't start over."
This was what Jing Jiu and Liu Ci had agreed on, so the Mysterious Dark Sect had to be eradicated.
"How do you know I'm not Wang Xiaoming?" asked Su Ziye.
"He is dead," replied Jing Jiu.
That night, the sword light and the broadsword light collided with the Cold Mountain, and the Scorching Sun Gorge was destroyed.
That young man, who looked like the main character of a story, became a dead man even though he used the Sun Banner to protect himself.
This ending was indeed hard to accept, but Jing Jiu had seen too many similar things in his long career as a Cultivation practitioner.
For instance, Lo Huainan, Tong Lu, and many other talented Cultivation practitioners in the early years.
Wang Xiaoming didn't get a second chance, and neither did Su Ziye.
"Don't let it happen again," said Jing Jiu.
Su Ziye knew that Jing Jiu didn't want to kill him; otherwise, he would be dead already. "Why did you let me live?" he asked.
"What is Bai Zhenren's idea?" Jing Jiu asked.
Su Ziye laughed, his green face looking a bit eerie. "You should ask Bai Zao directly."
"Do you want to die?" asked Zhao Layue.
"I'm a demonic fetus, living in my dead mother's body, ready to become the source of my father's demonic energy at any moment. I tried everything I could to turn my father into a paralyzed man and took control of the Mysterious Dark Sect. Then, I ran into Wang Xiaoming, such a freak. Do you think I can't figure out who he is? As for the promise made by the Zhongzhou School, do you think I'll believe it? I'm a lonely soul, drifting in this world since I was born, and the only place I could settle down was the Mysterious Dark Sect. As a result, it was destroyed by your Aoyama Sect, and I'm not allowed to rebuild it. What's the point of me drifting around like this? "
Few people in this world could compare to Su Ziye in terms of the tragedy of his life.
Yet, his expression was calm when he said this, indicating that he was determined to die.
Jing Jiu wanted to keep Su Ziye alive because he wanted to use this person; but the Lone Sword was in Liu Shisui's hands, so he couldn't control Su Ziye like he did with Xiao He.
Moreover, Su Ziye had made his attitude clear; how could he control this person?
Jing Jiu said, "The Mysterious Dark Sect is your original nest. It's not a big deal if it's destroyed. You can always build a new home."
Su Ziye understood what he meant. "Can you accept leaving Aoyama?" he asked while staring into Jing Jiu's eyes.
"Yes, I can," said Jing Jiu.
Hearing this answer, the expression in Zhao Layue's eyes dimmed; it was unclear what she was thinking of.
After a moment of silence, Su Ziye said, "It's not that easy to found a sect."
Zhuo Rusui said, "It's different if you have someone to support you. We can give you more than what the Zhongzhou School promised you, like the spiritual source of the Kunlun Sect."
Su Ziye asked, "What Bai Zhenren can give me, can you give me?"
Jing Jiu said, "I'm the Sect Master of Aoyama; who is she? I can help you detoxify the Poison of Dan. "
Upon hearing this, Su Ziye's expression finally changed.
The Poison of Dan was the magic pill he took daily, which originated from a kind of devil crane on the southern islands.
This kind of devil crane had a red crown on its head, which contained a strong poison, which could help stabilize the spiritual soul of the Cultivation practitioners.
The Cultivation methods of the deviant Cultivation practitioners were problematic; they could easily cause great pain and confusion in their minds. All kinds of evil deeds, such as killing the innocent, were the result of this method. If they wanted to keep their minds clear, the Poison of Dan was often the last resort. The problem was that the temptation of the Poison of Dan was as dreadful as the pain afterward. Once the Cultivation state of the deviant Cultivation practitioners was improved, they would need more and more Poison of Dan, and the toxins would accumulate in their bodies. They would grow weaker and weaker until they died tragically in the end, unless they could break the demonic wheel and achieve the true Great Dao of Demonic God before they died, like the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect.
The reason why Su Ziye wanted to die was not only because he was disheartened, but also because of the pain and despair caused by the Poison of Dan.
"Nobody can detoxify the Poison of Dan," he said while staring into Jing Jiu's eyes.
Jing Jiu said, "There's nothing I can't do."
Su Ziye didn't believe what Jing Jiu said, but he had some hope when he thought of Jing Jiu's identity as the Sect Master of Aoyama. "What do you want me to do for you?" he asked.
Whether it was to detoxify the Poison of Dan or to help him found a sect, it was a great favor more important than life and death. He was not worthy of the Aoyama Sect's help no matter how promising and promising he was.
Jing Jiu said, "If the Young Mysterious Dark Sect asks for you, find a way to inform me."
Su Ziye realized by now that the Aoyama Sect wanted to use him to deal with Taiping Zhenren and the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect. "They won't believe me now," he said while shaking his head.
Jing Jiu said, "Since you could deceive Jian Xilai for so many years, you must have a way to win their trust."
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The three of them leapt up along with the swords, breaking through the clouds and landing on the boat.
Zhao Layue felt a bit regretful. She came and went in a hurry and didn't have the chance to taste the local hotpot in Yizhou.
Zhuo Rusui had the same sentiments. Smelling the scent of the jasmine tea on his sleeve, he looked at Gu Qing, wondering if he should ask him to brew another pot of tea.
Gu Qing didn't even take a glance at him. He walked past him and came before the bamboo chair, asking, "Master, will Su Ziye agree to it?"
"He's a lonely and wild ghost right now, and he's willing to grab any straw. Aoyama is the strongest straw; there's no reason for him not to give it a try."
Having said that, Jing Jiu turned to a corner of the sword boat, where there was a box covered by an oilcloth.
Besides him, nobody knew what was in the box, not even the disciples of Shiyue Peak who were responsible for controlling the sword boat.
Su Ziye called himself a lonely and wild ghost, and it was also Tong Yan's judgment. Tong Yan's analysis and plan played an important role in wiping out the remaining members of the Mysterious Dark Sect so easily. He had cooperated with Su Ziye in secret for so many years, so he was well aware of Su Ziye's habits.
The outstretched hand of the Zhongzhou School would be chopped off. The Platanus Sect was merely a trial run, but it was a real one this time.
The trip to Yizhou was the pawn Jing Jiu had set up.
Yet, the most important thing was the meeting at the Guocheng Temple in autumn.
The distribution of the Cultivation resources in Chaotian would be decided at that time.
The situation in Zhaoge City was a bit tense. The officials who had the backing of the Zhongzhou School didn't dare say anything to the Emperor, but they attacked the chief commander of the Pure Heaven Bureau, Zhang Yi 'ai again and again. The Censorate and the Supreme Court seemed to have gone crazy. Nobody knew how long this important figure who had betrayed the Cloud-Dream Mountain could hold on.
It was still summer, and there were many days left before the meeting at the Guocheng Temple. This sword boat of Aoyama went to the East Ocean in advance.
Everybody stayed on the sword boat. Jing Jiu left with Zhao Layue. Gu Qing noticed that the large box covered by the oilcloth was gone, but he didn't say anything.
The sun had gradually set, and the ground was dark. The East Ocean in front of them was as dark as the Serpent Pond in Yimaozhai.
No light could be seen in the abyss of the Heavenly Well.
Though there was no sunlight, Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue still wore the conical hats; it was because they didn't want to be seen by others.
Jing Jiu walked to the edge of the cliff and turned over his palm slightly. Cold Cicada, as white as jade, appeared in his palm.
Sensing Jing Jiu's spiritual awareness, Cold Cicada turned over hastily and rubbed its claws at a high speed to release those invisible mosquitoes.
Zhao Layue's line of sight fell on the bottom of the Heavenly Well. Though she couldn't see those mosquitoes, she knew where they were going.
Jing Jiu untied the oilcloth and opened the box. "Get ready," he said to Tong Yan sitting inside the box.
Nobody knew that he had brought Tong Yan out from the hermit peaks.
Tong Yan opened her eyes and asked, "Are you sure it will work?"
Jing Jiu said, "There are a few dozen days left. You chose the location yourself. As long as the Underworld Master cooperates with you, it won't be difficult."
Tong Yan said, "What if the Underworld Master doesn't want to talk to you and kills me?"
"Good luck," said Jing Jiu.
The conversation couldn't continue.
It was a quiet night.
In the early morning, before the morning sun rose, Cold Cicada suddenly moved twice.
Jing Jiu knew that the mosquitoes had come back.
Along with the mosquitoes was an ugly mountain monster, who looked like a rock and a plant.
Tong Yan knew that this mountain monster was the rumored Commissioner of Ghosts, who had a strong resistance to the amulets around the Heavenly Well, and it was said that he liked eating human flesh.
Along with the decline of the Underworld, the Commissioner of Ghosts hadn't been seen near the Heavenly Well for many years.
The Commissioner of Ghosts was waiting for Jing Jiu at the underground one hundred feet deep, his eyes gleaming with a gloomy glow.
Tong Yan thought again that it was an unwise choice to join Aoyama.
"Be careful on the way," said Zhao Layue.
Tong Yan sighed and jumped down to the bottom of the Heavenly Well. She employed the Escape Method of Heaven and Earth to turn into a fallen leaf and landed on the body of the Commissioner of Ghosts.
By now Zhao Layue found that the Commissioner of Ghosts had a huge body even though he looked ordinary. Tong Yan looked like a real fallen leaf in his palm, which could be crushed into pieces at any moment.
The Commissioner of Ghosts climbed down slowly, disappearing into the gloomy and dreadful abyss.
Tong Yan had gone to the Underworld.
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