The spiritual awareness of the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom arrived along with the snowflakes in the sky. Though it didn't display any will, it had a clear intention.
She was curious.
Even the being of the highest state in Chaotian was curious about something. What was she curious about?
Was it because some human Cultivation practitioners had suddenly appeared in the northernmost part of the Icy Wind and Violent Sea that nobody had ever set foot on?
Was it because of the white cat drifting in the snowy sky like a kite?
Was it because of the pitiful rooster with a broken tail feather?
Was it because of that bald old man, or because of this pair of fellow apprentices?
It should be the latter.
Even the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom hadn't seen people like Jing Jiu and Yin San before.
They were all inhuman beings.
Moreover, Yin San was about to undergo total transformation. It was a legend or even a myth in Chaotian, which had never happened before, and she had never seen him before.
The faint and powerful spiritual awareness from the distant icy peak landed on the godly boat. After taking a look at the lotus flowers, the dragon marrow, the whale bones and the carp scales in the room, it drifted up with the wind and arrived in the sky one hundred miles away.
Jing Jiu intended to turn around and leave, but he was afraid of alerting this spiritual awareness; and he was afraid that she would notice something if he stayed on the spot.
He didn't hesitate at all. After some thought, the spiritual awareness of the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom landed on him, and then … it didn't leave.
The spiritual awareness was still curious about him, and at the same time, it had some doubts. Why did it seem that she had seen this inhuman being somewhere before?
"Let's go," Jing Jiu said expressionlessly. His lips didn't even move, as if he was doing ventriloquism.
He didn't dare use his spiritual awareness to talk to Ada, because he was afraid that the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom would hear him.
Ah Da meowed nervously, wondering what was going on. Why did he suddenly leave? Wasn't he afraid of alerting the Queen?
The Queen of the Snowy Kingdom didn't recognize her own spiritual awareness, but she must have smelled the scent of the Snow Girl.
Having ascertained the fact, Jing Jiu had no time to explain to Ada. He turned into a sword light and flew away.
The speed of the Sword of the Universe was not as fast as his own sword. As such, he didn't ride the sword, but walked with the sword in his arms, using the Underworld Fairy Sword.
Since he created the Underworld Fairy Sword with the King Of The Underworld in the Fiend Prison, this was the first time he had used this sword style to its fullest extent.
Only when he turned into a black shadow on the horizon did Ah Da react. It meowed angrily and hurriedly chased after him as fast as it could.
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"Living is like playing house. If you play the same role too many times, sometimes it's really hard to tell them apart."
Yin San stood at the side of the ship, watching Jing Jiu who was about to disappear into the horizon. He sighed and said, "His reaction is almost the same, and he's also almost the same as his fear of death."
He did not know about the Snow Girl, so he did not understand why Jing Jiu had escaped so quickly.
The Queen of the Snowy Kingdom was still in the ice peak tens of thousands of miles away, but her Divine Awareness came here. According to his and Jing Jiu's level of consciousness, there was no need to worry too much.
The old ancestor was very nervous. In such a cold environment, a few drops of sweat appeared on his forehead.
So did the Dark Phoenix. Though he had told the Great Grandmaster that it would be better to die at the hands of the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom if he had to die, who would want to die?
Though they were all in the Heavenly Arrival State, their level of consciousness was not as high as that of Jing Jiu and Yin San; so they were more likely to be injured by the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom's Divine Awareness.
"Immortal, what should we do next?"
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect sensed the seemingly real spiritual awareness, feeling his mouth dry and his voice a bit hoarse.
The spiritual awareness of the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom returned to the godly boat. She didn't launch an attack, but she still expressed her curiosity.
"Since she wants to see the total transformation, I'll let her see it," said Yin San while looking at the ice peak in the deep part of the snowland.
The Dark Phoenix was displeased. He said in a hushed voice while looking at the ice peak, "We are not like those monkeys on Shiyue Peak. The Immortal shouldn't be humiliated like this!"
"It won't hurt to be looked at by others, not to mention this one."
Looking in that direction in Silence, Yin San continued, "And the curiosity of the Queen might be helpful for the total transformation."
The two of them and the phoenix returned to the room at the bottom of the boat. The spiritual awareness of the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom had entered the room. The layers of formations on the godly boat had no effect on isolating the spiritual awareness.
An invisible formation was drawn on the floor of the room with the spiritual liquid of the Underworld.
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect reached his hand into the incense burner and used the devil fire to ignite the powdered crystals in the incense burner.
Eleven magic treasures of high state with pure energy were hidden under the floor; they were the "bricks" used to hold the Cauldron of Void.
The so-called Cauldron of Void was the reflection of the crystal burner of the godly boat in this room.
The ceramic cup was lifted up, and the gray bone marrow of the Old Dragon fell into the cauldron.
The round wooden box was opened, and the scales of the Fire Carp flew into the cauldron.
The armor box was broken open, and a large piece of the cartilage of the Flying Whale fell into the cauldron, becoming the best fuel.
In the end, the southern bamboo split open from the middle, and the phoenix feather tousled slightly in the wind. The fire in the cauldron suddenly became dark and gloomy, emitting an eerie blue color.
For some reason, a painful expression showed in the eyes of the Dark Phoenix.
Yin San took out the bone flute and placed it between his lips, and started playing a tune.
It was not the lullaby of the Underworld River, nor was it the Huangmei Song, nor was it any other famous tune in the world. It was a simple and natural tune, as if it were the flowing water, growing and multiplying ceaselessly.
As the tune rose up, the fire in the cauldron grew stronger, and the broken pieces of the Sun Banner in the cauldron turned into ashes at a very slow pace.
Yin San walked into the formation with the flute in his hand and came before the lotus flower, continuing to play the tune.
The lotus flower was neither in the pot nor in the water, but in the air, quivering along with the tune of the flute.
It was not a dance; it was disturbed by the rainwater.
A few crystal dewdrops emerged on the surface of the lotus leaves, rolling down along with the quivering of the leaves. It seemed that they would fall off at any moment, but they would always return to the center of the leaves.
As the dewdrops rolled down, a fresh and clean energy came out and landed on Yin San's body, washing away the rotten and old smell.
Though it sounded pleasant, it was actually a painful process.
It was because his body was washed away along with the rotten air.
The branches protruding from the surface of his body and the dull skin and flesh were separated from his body and then fell down, turning into a puddle of flesh and blood under his feet.
It didn't take long before his body was riddled with holes, looking like a criminal who had been dismembered. A few horrible holes appeared on his face, exposing his white teeth, making him look dreadful.
A while later, those teeth had started to fall off, and his lips had drooped down; but for some reason, the tune of the flute was still as melodious as before.
Having suffered the most extreme pain in the world, a painful expression appeared in Yin San's eyes, even though he was Yin San. Pah!!!
Pah!!! The rotten flesh and bones kept falling down, and then his feet started to rot, exposing the white bones underneath.
The Dark Phoenix couldn't stand it any longer, as he urged, "Immortal, use a drop of true dew!"
The tune of the flute couldn't be stopped, so Yin San couldn't speak.
He used a faint smile to indicate that it was not the right time yet.
His usually fresh and amiable smile looked so miserable on his rotting face.
The Dark Phoenix was so upset that he asked in a trembling voice, "Would you like to take a nap with your eyes closed?"
The tune of the flute rose slightly, indicating that he agreed.
"You said that Jing Jiu was willing to take the risk to come here alone because he was tired of what had happened at the West Ocean. What about you?"
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect suddenly said, "You left those clues for him to come here. Do you think you are tired? Do you wish to die? "
The tune of the flute suddenly became more tranquil, or rather, nonchalant, like the clear water on the lotus leaves.
Guarding the peak.
Entering the Underworld.
Washing Aoyama with blood.
Mei Hui.
The world was in chaos.
Three hundred years in the Sword Jail.
The pain of having one's body torn apart.
Anyone would feel tired, right?
Anyone would feel that it was tough, right?
Yin San closed his eyes.
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect bowed to him, saying, "I hope the Immortal can get rid of all the sufferings."
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In the south of the Icy Wind and Violent Sea at night, a piece of floating ice was bobbing up and down on the surface of the black and silver ocean.
Zhao Layue sat on the ice with her eyes closed, two thin streaks of frost on her eyelashes.
She had driven away Zhuo Rusui and Gu Qing that night, but she stayed behind.
It was extremely cold here, and the Chaotic Wind was bone-piercing. Even though she had entered the upper state of the Free Travel, it was still difficult for her to endure the cold.
The stars in the night sky were very bright, but all of their brilliance had been taken away by a shooting star.
She opened her eyes and looked at the night sky. She had finally felt relieved, and she spat out a mouthful of hot air. The fog had gradually covered her black and white eyes.
When she made a wish when she saw the shooting star, all the wishes in her mind would come true.
Moreover, that shooting star was her wish to begin with.
The floating ice sank slightly.
Jing Jiu landed on the ice and walked to her side, lying down. He placed his hands behind his head and looked at the stars in the sky in an attempt to Silence.
Zhao Layue knew that something must have happened, but she didn't ask him about it.
"I didn't kill him. All I did was take a look at him from a distance, and then I came back."
Jing Jiu said, "It was a bit shameful."
"Do you still remember the Four-Seas Banquet that year?" Zhao Layue suddenly asked.
Jing Jiu glanced at her, wondering why she brought it up.
Thirty years ago, he left Aoyama with Zhao Layue to travel around the world. They killed some wicked people and monsters, and they even killed a man at the Four-Seas Banquet. Then they left by sword hand in hand. The red line left by the Thoughtless Sword outside the Cloud Platform was an unforgettable scene for many Cultivation practitioners at that time.
"It's said that after we left, the young monk of the Guocheng Temple whom you liked said something loudly."
Zhao Layue looked at him and said with a smile, "It was … Come in high spirits, and leave when they're done. That's indeed the demeanor of an immortal."
She brought up the past to tell him that if he wanted to kill Taiping Zhenren, he could do it; if he didn't want to kill him, he could come back.
No matter what he did, it would be reasonable, as long as he was happy.
This was the first time Jing Jiu heard of this. He didn't know that the young monk was so interesting, but he didn't feel relaxed.
He didn't even accomplish what he wanted to do this time; how could he say he was done?
He didn't kill his Big Brother, and he didn't find the answer to that question.
This was the first time he saw his Big Brother after many years.
When they were in the Guocheng Temple, they were very close to each other, but they didn't really face each other.
Thinking of the vague figure on the treasured boat, Jing Jiu suddenly felt a bit tired.
"I don't know if I'm sad because I'm tired, or because I'm sad, but I'm very sad right now."
When he said this, his expression was still so calm, as if he was as cold and heartless as all the Cultivation practitioners in the world, including the disciples of Aoyama.
But he was saying … he was sad.
Zhao Layue touched his face gently, saying, "Don't be sad."
She was taught by him, but she didn't know how to express her feelings, let alone how to comfort others.
She and he only knew how to express their wishes directly, or do things directly.
With a plop, Ada fell into the sea outside the floating ice. He crawled to the surface of the ice wearily, his whole body soaking wet. The strands of white hair on his body looked like the strands of cheese. As he was about to vent his anger on Jing Jiu, he suddenly found that the scene and the atmosphere were a bit depressing. He figured out the reason on second thought.
He sighed, walked to Jing Jiu's chest, and lay down.
(End of this chapter)
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