The wheelchair and Senior Uncle Tai Lu, who was sitting in the wheelchair, turned into ashes.
Jing Jiu turned around and walked toward the hut without giving it another look.
No matter how the situation would turn out, Senior Uncle Tai Lu's fate had been decided four years ago.
Yes, four years ago, he had decided to kill him today.
According to his cultivation state and lifespan, Senior Uncle Tai Lu should have died a long time ago, but he was still alive in the Sword Jail.
That was because he had chosen that extremely painful secret method to forcibly prolong his life.
A person who could endure that kind of pain in order to live a few more years would certainly not leave this world peacefully.
Such a person would definitely do something big before he left, burning his life of being a prisoner and suffering for hundreds of years into a violent flame.
After Jing Jiu made his decision four years ago, he had to think about what would happen next.
Aoyama could not be in chaos, and Sword Jail could not be in chaos either, because the Snow Girl was still in there.
Senior Uncle Tai Lu had to die.
According to the rules of Aoyama, it was not convenient for him to kill Senior Uncle Tai Lu, who was imprisoned in Sword Jail. So, he had to let Fang Jingtian bring him out.
Of course, this matter was not the main point today.
It was convenient.
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Reverend Tai Lu was brought out of Sword Jail by Fang Jingtian, and he was the most reliable person he could use to identify Jing Jiu. But now, he had died in front of him.
Strangely, Fang Jingtian had remained silent from the beginning to the end, and had not made any moves.
There was no conspiracy here, and it was not that the two brothers had joined hands. Perhaps it was because the white cat had been staring at him.
At this moment, Jing Jiu turned around and walked toward the hut. The white cat squatted on his shoulder, still looking at Fang Jingtian coldly.
Fang Jingtian saw the drifting clouds outside the Green Sky Formation, and a faintly discernible, cold and emotionless giant white shadow.
Ada's meaning was very clear. If you move, I will move, and I will move to my death.
You have just broken through the realm.
I have been in the All-Reaching Realm for many years.
Perhaps because of this, Fang Jingtian chose to do nothing in the end.
He was the disciple of Taiping Zhenren, the most orthodox disciple of Shangde Peak. Naturally, he would not be enraged by the death of Immortal Tai Lu.
Yet, Jing Jiu had killed the Immortal Tai Lu in person, and he had succeeded in doing so, which surprised him a bit.
"Do you think it's useful to silence them?"
Fang Jingtian looked at his back and said.
Jing Jiu ignored him. When he passed by Gu Qing, he picked him up and brought him back to the hut. Then, he lightly patted his head.
With a light clap, dozens of extremely pure sword intents were poured into Gu Qing's body, beginning to repair his damaged meridians and Dao Tree.
Gu Qing sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and continued his breakthrough.
Previously, when he was trying to break through to the next realm, he was suppressed by Enlightened Tai Lu's sword intent, causing him to be severely injured. Even his path of cultivation would come to an end.
Now, it seemed that Jing Jiu's light palm had solved those problems.
Jing Jiu glanced at Zhao Layue.
Zhao Layue walked over slowly with her head slightly lowered. She thought that she had not been obedient and wondered if she would be taught a lesson.
Jing Jiu took out an elixir and put it in her hand.
Zhao Layue naturally took it and swallowed it without asking what it was. Then, she glanced at Yuan Qu.
Yuan Qu came to his senses, hurried to the hut, and stood respectfully behind his master.
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While the people of Shenmo Peak were doing these things, Tianguang Peak was very quiet. No one spoke.
Countless eyes fell on the hut, with some curiosity, envy, and absurd emotions. Of course, most of them were horrified.
Everybody saw with their own eyes that Jing Jiu suddenly appeared in front of the wheelchair and punched the Immortal Tai Lu to death.
Even though this most senior member of Green Mountain was at the end of his life and on the verge of death, he was nonetheless a figure in the Heavenly Arrival State. How could he be beaten to death?
"Was it the Seal of the King Of The Underworld?" Bu Qiuxiao asked in a deep voice.
The Cultivation practitioners burst into an uproar, and they looked at Jing Jiu in a different light.
Fang Jingtian looked at Jing Jiu and said in a cold voice, "The Seal of the King Of The Underworld has been tricked into your hands?"
Jing Jiu lifted his head and looked around. Everywhere he looked, it was quiet.
After he punched the Immortal Tai Lu to death, his energy was almost the same as Yuan Qijing's.
Jing Jiu said, "Back when the King Of The Underworld was imprisoned in the Fiend Prison, it was agreed that the Seal of the King Of The Underworld would be kept by Aoyama. I'm the Sect Master of Aoyama. What's wrong with the Seal being in my hands?"
Fang Jingtian looked at the spot where the wheelchair had been.
There were a few cracks on the rock, and the ashes had already disappeared.
Jing Jiu lifted his head and looked at Jing Jiu expressionlessly, saying, "You used the Seal of the King Of The Underworld to kill an elder of our Aoyama. You, a devil, are too arrogant."
Hearing this, Zhao Layue shot a glance at Yuan Qu.
Having received the instruction from his Master, Yuan Qu didn't dare hesitate. He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and took one step forward. After clearing his throat, he said, "It has been mentioned in the Seventeenth Rule in the Third Book of Book Yin …"
The crowd couldn't help but be taken aback, wondering what he was doing.
A moment later, some disciples of Aoyama came back to their senses and realized that Jing Jiu was talking about the sect rules of Aoyama.
The sect rules of Aoyama were very complicated. They were divided into five volumes and seventeen volumes, covering a wide range of areas. Except for those elders on the peak of the Shangde Peak, it was impossible for the regular disciples of Aoyama to remember even one tenth of the sect rules. Yet, for Yuan Qu, the sect rules of Aoyama were like the Three-Character Classic read by a child when he was enlightened; he could recite them clearly without missing a single word.
In a short time, he had picked out seven sect rules from all the volumes of the sect rules of Aoyama, all of which were related to the killing of the Immortal Tai Lu by Jing Jiu. They were all very precise.
These seven sect rules all had the same meaning.
First, the Seal of the King Of The Underworld and any other treasures of Aoyama could be kept by the Sect Master in private.
Second, Immortal Tai Lu would be sentenced to death if he left the Sword Jail, and the Sect Master could kill him without any questions.
Jing Jiu was the Sect Master of Aoyama, and Jing Jiu was the Sect Master. Of course, he could keep the Seal of the King Of The Underworld and kill the Immortal Tai Lu.
As for the method of killing, did it matter?
The cultivators of various sects, especially the disciples of Aoyama, were very surprised. They wondered how this person could be so familiar with the sect rules of Aoyama. What kind of place was Shenmo Peak?
No one noticed Yuan Qijing's expression. He looked at Yuan Qu, who was speaking with confidence and composure. His eyes were warm and comforted.
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The Cultivation practitioners who came to attend the inauguration ceremony of the Sect Master of Aoyama had at least ascertained one fact.
This young Sect Master of Aoyama was definitely not the second son of the Jing House in Zhaoge City. But was he the reincarnation of the Immortal Jingyang, or a sword devil who wanted to change the world?
More people were inclined to believe the latter, because of what Fang Jingtian had said and the appearance and death of the Immortal Tai Lu.
In everyone's eyes, Jing Jiu had killed the Immortal Tai Lu to silence him.
He had killed the Immortal Tai Lu, the only person who had seen the All in One, with a thunderous strike. Who could expose his true identity now?
Most importantly, he was the Sect Master of Aoyama. He had killed the Immortal Tai Lu cleanly. Even if everybody knew something was wrong, what could they do?
Fang Jingtian said while staring into his eyes, "In your current Cultivation state, you can't unleash the full power of the Seal of the King Of The Underworld. You can at most use the same strike once. What are you going to do next?"
Jing Jiu placed Ada on his knees and combed his hair with his fingers, saying nothing.
Ada suddenly felt a bit frightened, and his fluffy white hair fluttered up instinctively.
His face was very pale. It was evident that he had suffered the backlash of the Seal of the King Of The Underworld and was in a weak state. But nobody dared to touch him.
Looking at him in the chair, the gazes of the people were full of fear, bewilderment, and unwillingness.
If he were in another story, he would be like a villain at the moment.
"Do you think you can kill all the disciples of Aoyama who don't like you? Even if the Master White Ghost helps you, we still have the Master Night Howler! You can't shut the mouths of the people in the world! "
A voice full of hatred and anger suddenly burst out from the crowd of Aoyama.
Jing Jiu didn't look in that direction, but looked at the ocean of clouds in the distance, saying, "What you say has nothing to do with me. I don't need to explain who I am to you."
It would be the most ridiculous thing in the world to explain who he was to others.
Even if all the disciples of Aoyama and the people in the world think that I'm not Jingyang, what does it have to do with me?
That was his attitude.
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Yuan Qijing was silent.
Fang Jingtian was silent.
Everyone was silent.
The Cultivation practitioner of Green Mountain who had yelled out in anger and hatred fell silent as well.
It was quiet on Tianguang Peak.
Suddenly, a voice came from the mountain path.
"The Sun doesn't need to prove that he's the Sun because there are countless direct and indirect evidences and experiences that prove it. It's a self-evident truth. But even if you have all the memories of the Immortal Jingyang and are as narcissistic as he is, you're still not the real Sun, and you're not the truth. So you should be proven, and you can be proven. "
The people looked at the mountain path in shock.
A child wearing a royal blue robe was walking on the mountain path. It must be him who made the voice.
The child cupped his hands in front of him. His sleeves fell down like seawater, covering his face. Some people noticed that his feet didn't touch the ground.
Could it be that this blue-clothed child actually floated over?
The child's voice was childish, and his tongue was curled. It sounded like a Zhongzhou Zhongzhou accent.
Many people wondered if this was a hidden killer move of the Zhongzhou School.
Soon after, everyone overturned this idea.
Because they clearly sensed the chilly energy emitting from the child in blue. Swordsmen like the leader of Ōzawa couldn't even hear his heartbeat!
Where did this child in blue come from?
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Guo Nanshan and other disciples of Liangwang Peak were experienced in battles and had a keen intuition. They knew this person was not a friend, but they wondered in shock how this person passed through the Great Formation of Aoyama.
While they were thinking about this, Lanhai Sword had flown up with a dozen flying swords and surrounded the child in blue, ready to kill him at any time.
"Show me your true face!"
The child in blue slowly put down his hands. His sleeves were parted like seawater, and his face was exposed.
His face was childish, and the fringe on his forehead was like a leaf. His eyebrows were delicate, and his aura was chilly. He looked like an ice sculpture.
What was more impressive was that there was a strange light on the child's face.
The Cultivation practitioners were in an uproar.
This child in blue was a demon from the Underworld! He might even be a royal member of the Underworld!
Today, the Aoyama Sect was holding the inauguration ceremony for the head of the sect. How did he come to the summit? Why did he dare to come here? Did he come to court death?
Many people thought that since this child in blue was a member of the royal family of the Underworld and dared to show up here, he must be a powerful swordsman with a horrifying state. In the next moment, the child in blue might turn into a mountain-like demon and launch a crazy suicidal attack on the human Cultivation practitioners …
What happened next was beyond everyone's expectation.
The child in blue looked at the Aoyama flying swords surrounding him, and his face was full of fear. He pursed his lips and almost cried.
"My fellow disciples, can you not be so fierce?"
The child in blue said innocently, "I'm just a letter."
Guo Nanshan raised his eyebrows and asked, "What letter are you here to deliver?"
The child in blue sighed and said, "You misheard. I'm not here to deliver a letter. I'm that letter."
Yuan Qijing suddenly thought of the letter he had received when he jumped off the top of Tianguang Peak, and he fell silent.
The child in blue turned to Jing Jiu in the hut and said, "I'm a letter from my master, Taiping Zhenren."
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(Happy birthday, Song Yiren. I won't write you a letter because I don't know your address and I don't know you. Ahem.)
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