It was naturally difficult to learn the One style of the Inherited Heaven Sword style.
Even with Apiao's talent, it would take her a few years to master it.
However, it was not difficult for those figures in the Heavenly Arrival State to master it.
The key was to keep it a secret.
Except for those who had been the Sect Master of Aoyama, nobody knew this sword style.
If someone else knew how to use the All in One Sword, how could the Sect Master of Aoyama keep his position?
Unexpectedly, Taiping Zhenren had taught this sword style to Apiao.
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In the deep part of the Sword Jail.
At the end of the gloomy passageway.
The Snow Girl was wrapped in a quilt, squatting on the bamboo chair. She looked at the fake snowy mountains and icy peaks on the fake windows, as if she would never get tired of looking at them for tens of thousands of years.
Suddenly, she turned around and looked in the direction of Tianguang Peak. A gleam flashed in her black eyes, and she uttered two chirps, full of disdain and mockery.
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In the deep part of the southern wilderness.
In a deserted mountain-god temple.
The Blue Bird landed on a tree branch. He tilted his head slightly, feeling puzzled as he glanced at the familiar godly statue in the temple.
In the next moment, he landed on the ground and covered the exposed corner of the Green Sky Mirror with his claws.
As if he had suddenly sensed something, he turned his head in the direction of Aoyama and uttered two chirps, still full of puzzlement.
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No matter whether he uttered or chirped, he was still chirping.
The One style of the Inherited Heaven Sword style was like a magic treasure that could identify people and devour their souls. Would you dare respond to it when it chirped?
It was quiet on the top of Tianguang Peak. Everybody was waiting for Jing Jiu's decision.
Sitting on the chair, Jing Jiu stroked the back of the white cat slowly and steadily with his right hand, saying nothing.
If he were the Immortal Jingyang, he could take out the Inherited Heaven Sword and ask Apiao to prove his identity.
Why hadn't he expressed his opinion yet? It was well known that the longer he waited, the more suspicious he would be.
"The Inherited Heaven Sword is the sacred treasure of the Sect Master of Aoyama. How could he give it to a devil man of the Underworld?"
Zhao Layue said coldly.
It was impossible that the Immortal Taiping hadn't predicted this.
Apiao looked at her and said, "If you don't believe me, I can teach Brother Yuan Qijing the Returning to One and let him try."
There was no one who doubted Yuan Qijing's character. He and Taiping Zhenren had fallen out a long time ago, and he was the Sword Justice of Aoyama. He was the most suitable person to do this.
At this point, Taiping Zhenren had blocked all of Jing Jiu's escape routes.
The thunder in the sky had already stopped. The top of Tianguang Peak was silent. Even the sound of the white cat's yawn could be heard clearly.
Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere became more and more heavy and tense.
The expressions of Guo Nanshan and the other Aoyama disciples grew increasingly grim. Even Lei Il-kyung, Yao Songshan, and the others began to feel lost.
Jing Jiu still didn't say anything, nor did he intend to take out the sheath of the Inherited Heaven Sword.
Looking at his back, Zhao Layue's eyes were a bit gloomy, thinking that there was no harm in letting Yuan Qijing hold the sheath for the time being. Why did he have to go against Taiping Zhenren?
Yes, there were at least one thousand and three hundred Cultivation practitioners present, but she was the only one who knew what was on Jing Jiu's mind.
Those who didn't know what was on Jing Jiu's mind naturally had other ideas.
In their eyes, the fact that Jing Jiu didn't dare to take out the sheath of the Inherited Heaven Sword meant that he was the All in One Sword.
The emotions in the eyes that fell on him gradually changed.
Trust turned into suspicion, calmness turned into pain, doubt turned into complacency, and confusion turned into hatred.
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"No wonder you were such a genius when you were young …"
Master Lü, the disciple of Shangde Peak who had brought Jing Jiu and Liu Shisui to the South Pine Pavilion, thought bitterly.
"Back then, you were so lazy and arrogant. Was it because you were the Demon Sword?"
Lin Wuzhi, the disciple of Tianguang Peak who had taken care of Jing Jiu by the Sword-Washing Stream, thought suspiciously and uneasily.
"No wonder you were able to defeat your opponent of a higher state and break Guo Nanshan's sword during the Sword Test in Aoyama. There's no such thing as the Born Shapeless Sword Body. You were actually a Sword Demon!"
Fu Wang, the master of Yunxing Peak, thought in disgust as he recalled what had happened over the years.
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On the cloud platform where the Platanus Sect was located.
Sensei looked at the top of Tianguang Peak and Jing Jiu, who was still sitting in the chair, looking very nervous.
Her hands hung by her sides, clenching into fists, and she kept shouting in her mind, "Take it out! Take it out! "
In the wheelchair in front of her, the master of the Platanus Sect, Chen Xueqiao, was very calm, and there was even a hint of laziness in her beautiful eyes. She said with some regret, "So you are a Sword Demon … No wonder you are so good-looking."
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Among the thousands of cultivators present, there was another person who had a similar reaction as Chen Xueqiao.
Junior Sister Yushan crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked at Jing Jiu, who was not far away. Her bright eyes were twinkling like the stars in the night sky.
She looked a little absent-minded, thinking, "No wonder the Sect Master is a Sword Demon, no wonder he is so good-looking."
At this moment, a tall figure blocked her line of sight.
She was a little anxious and wanted to ask him to move aside, but she suddenly realized that it was her Uncle Master. She stuck out her tongue and stepped back.
Accompanied by the light snow, Yuan Qijing landed on the top of Tianguang Peak.
He looked at Apiao, Fang Jingtian, and Jing Jiu, remaining silent for a long time.
The wind and snow were still drifting like willow catkins, making people feel suffocated and suffocated.
Just when everyone felt that the tense atmosphere was unbearable, he suddenly sighed and said, "Even if he is the All in One, what can he do?"
There was an uproar among those who didn't know the secret history of the Aoyama Sect.
Even the regular disciples of the Aoyama Sect felt the same way. They didn't understand why the Senior Master Sword Justice, who had always been serious and upright, would say such a thing.
If Jing Jiu was indeed the devil of the heavenly sword, he should be captured or even killed.
Yet, the peak masters and some experienced elders of the Aoyama Sect remained silent.
It was because they were fully aware of what the All in One Sword meant to the Aoyama Sect.
A great many years ago, a devil sword appeared in the south of Chaotian. Heaven and earth responded to it, and the spiritual sources gathered together, forming a peak.
The sword wills in the peaks nurtured themselves and produced flying swords continuously. This was the current Yunxing Peak.
It was because the founding grandmaster obtained this devil sword that he comprehended the true meaning of the sword work and founded the Aoyama Sect.
Without the All in One Sword, there would be no Aoyama Sect.
This was a practical way of saying it, and also a spiritual way of saying it.
"You're wrong. It's because he is a sword devil, not a sword spirit."
The voice of Apiao echoed on the top of Tianguang Peak, calm and resolute.
Many people, like Yuan Qijing and Fang Jingtian, who had been familiar with Taiping Zhenren, had an illusion at the moment.
The child in blue clothing hovering in the air was not a member of the royal family from the Underworld, nor was it a letter; it was Taiping Zhenren who wrote the letter.
Some people seemed to see a huge figure of a fairy man behind Apiao.
Apiao came to the front of the hut and said three sentences while looking down at Jing Jiu.
"If you were the true spirit of the All in One Sword, you would be worshiped by the Aoyama Sect for generations to come."
"But when the Immortal Jingyang brought you to ascend, you suddenly became greedy and took his spiritual soul for your own use."
"You killed him and ate him; so you are of course a devil."
The expression on Chen Youtian's face changed slightly, as he thought that the All in One Sword couldn't be kept if this was the case.
A cold intent appeared in Fu Wang's eyes.
Nan Wang was the only one who was still looking at the distance with an indifferent expression on his face; it was unclear what was on his mind.
Apiao continued while looking at Jing Jiu, "Not to mention that you colluded with the Underworld in an attempt to reestablish the King Of The Underworld after obtaining the position of the sect master of Aoyama. Why did those priests of the Underworld die on the Cold Mountain? What kind of deal did you have with the Underworld Master? I saw it with my own eyes. Do you need any proof? "
Hearing this, Bu Qiuxiao turned around and shot a glance at Liu Shisui, saying, "You're not allowed to move later."
Bai Zhenren thought that this was indeed the style of Taiping Zhenren. It was the same as when the Aoyama Sect intended to wipe out the Western Sea Sword School; he went to the West Sea and used himself as a target.
This time he intended to wipe out Jingyang or the All in One Sword, and he used a similar method. But it was unclear why the child in blue clothing of the Underworld was willing to do so.
Jing Jiu also wanted to know the answer, so he asked Apiao, "What did that person promise you?"
If Apiao hadn't shown up that day, she would have become his personal disciple the next day.
In a dozen or a few decades, he would have obtained the Seal of the King Of The Underworld and become the ruler of the Underworld.
What kind of condition did Taiping Zhenren offer him that made him refuse to be the King Of The Underworld?
"My Teacher treats me very well."
Apiao went on, "And he promised to take me to the human world to cultivate and study, so I won't have to go back there."
This condition seemed simple and even a bit absurd; but one could figure out its meaning after thinking about it carefully.
For the people of the Underworld, living in Chaotian was like ascending.
If one asked any Cultivation practitioner in Chaotian to choose between ascending and becoming the emperor, they would choose the former without hesitation.
"Oh, that's why."
Jing Jiu didn't say anything more.
In terms of understanding the Underworld, he was indeed inferior to that person, so it was understandable that he didn't predict this.
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By now, the situation had become clear.
Most of the people believed what Fang Jingtian had said.
Jing Jiu was not the reincarnation of the Immortal Jingyang, but the All in One Sword devil who had seized the spiritual soul of the Immortal Jingyang.
The atmosphere became exceedingly tense.
The swordsmen of various sects on the Cloud Platform had a grave expression on their faces.
The elders and disciples of various peaks of Aoyama looked at Jing Jiu in the chair, their eyes full of vigilance. Some of them had even called out their flying swords, ready to attack at any moment.
A dark cloud suddenly drifted over in the high sky, blocking the sunlight. Soon after, the raindrops fell down. For some reason, the raindrops had passed through the Great Formation of Aoyama and landed on the cliffs.
It was not the gentle spring rain, but the approaching storm.
"The Immortal wants to ask, how do you feel now that you have colluded with the Underworld and have been betrayed by your friends and family, and are about to be imprisoned in the Sword Jail?"
Asked Apiao while looking at Jing Jiu.
Each part of this statement was a story, and the word "also" could be added to it.
They were all experiences of Taiping Zhenren.
"I don't feel anything," said Jing Jiu. "It's because what happened to him will never happen to me."
"The Immortal has one last question."
Apiao said, "Perhaps you still think that you are the Immortal Jingyang, but have you ever thought that you might have forgotten … that you are the All in One?"
This question was the real sword that pierced the heart. If a person lost his own memory and obtained a new, complete memory, he would think that he was that person, only to find out in the end that it was all an illusion. How helpless and sorrowful would that be?
All the cultivators who heard this question fell into silence.
Indeed, this was also a possibility.
Perhaps when Jing Jiu woke up, he had already inherited the memories of the Immortal Jingyang, and thus believed that he was the Immortal Jingyang.
If that was the case, what did he do wrong?
Many disciples of Aoyama and cultivators from other sects had the same thought.
For instance, Chen Youtian, Mei Li, Lin Wuzhi, and Zhen Tao of Shui Yue Nunnery suddenly felt sympathetic when they saw Jing Jiu sitting alone in the chair.
Bai Zhenren raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't understand why Taiping Zhenren would ask this question when he was about to lock Jing Jiu in the Sword Jail and win the battle.
"Maybe some people think that he is trying to find a way out for me … No, he is just used to winning the battle in the end."
Jing Jiu continued, "He wants me to doubt myself and think that I might be the All in One. Only in this way can he win the battle."
After a moment of silence, Apiao said, "But it's true that you don't know who you are; at least, you can't prove it."
Who am I?
It was a question that sounded extremely simple.
But many people would feel fearful if they thought more about it, just like the Abyss.
Who am I?
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I was born in Zhaoge City. It was the twelfth lunar month, and it was snowing.
I was born with natural Dao quality, and I had an outstanding talent since I was a child. I had never played zither or painted, but studied and prepared for Cultivation.
I was brought to Aoyama at a young age, and I am the master of Shenmo Peak now.
I am Zhao Layue.
But if one day I met a young girl with the same messy short hair and distinct black and white eyes … She would insist that she was Zhao Layue, and that she had the same appearance and memory. How could I prove that I was the real Zhao Layue? How could I convince her that she was not Zhao Layue?
Or, the concept of Zhao Layue was not mine to begin with, or she could leave me at any time.
But Zhaoge City, snowflakes, seasons, talent, appearance, body, hobbies …
If one day I lost all the memories of Zhao Layue, wouldn't I be Zhao Layue?
Who would I be at that time?
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"This is indeed a difficult question."
Zhao Layue was pulled back from her thoughts by a nonchalant voice, and she found that Jing Jiu was looking at her.
She shook her head slightly, indicating that she had no problem with it.
Looking at the Cultivation practitioners in the peaks of Aoyama, Jing Jiu said, "But as a Cultivation practitioner, I have to solve this problem first."
Zen Master reached out his hand and picked up a wild flower from the cloud. "Who are you then?" he asked seriously.
Jing Jiu said, "I am the direction of all my karma."
Zen Master laughed, "You are indeed my Master."
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(Marx: The essence of a human being is the sum of all social relationships.)
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