Everything in the world was in the cause and effect.
Ten years of life and death.
Inside and outside the lonely grave.
Even though I love you three thousand times, I still have to turn around and leave.
A bosom friend in the high mountains and flowing rivers; an old friend who collects the corpses at the city gate.
Hearing the words of the owner, I will travel a thousand miles to kill someone for the owner.
There is no need for the owner to say anything; I will fight my way through the sea of people for the owner even if there are tens of thousands of people.
All these are the causes and effects.
There is no need to talk about the coming of the mortal world like the flowing river, and there is no need to talk about three lifetimes and three lifetimes. One would toss and turn on the pillow and forget the taste of food, making one look haggard and haggard.
There is a flower in the middle of the mountain, enduring the sunshine and rain for many years. If you happen to pass by and take a look at it, it is the cause and effect of the two of you.
If you leave the mountain, nobody will take a look at it, and it is the cause and effect of the two of you.
When someone comes and takes a look at it, he builds a thatched hut by the flower and stays there, taking care of and watering the flower every day. Only then will another cause and effect come into being.
Every cause and effect of a person is a straight line from one point to another. Countless causes and effects are innumerable lines, and those lines will meet at a certain point, which means they will lead to that point.
And that point is you.
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Who am I?
I am Jingyang.
Who is Jingyang?
A person came to Aoyama from Zhaoge City many, many years ago. He started his Cultivation and stayed behind closed doors on the peak of Shangde Peak. Once in a while, he would eat hotpot with his Big Brother, Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing.
In the following years, he spent most of his time in a daze, and he had helped the devil sword and the devil cat evade the pursuit of his Big Brother and the Dead Dog.
A few decades ago, he was on the verge of ascension, and he wanted to make some preparations for Aoyama. As such, he went to Zhaoge City and saw the baby in the belly of the woman amid the flying snow. A few years later, he saw another baby in a small village.
Jingyang was not the person with the name Jingyang, the memory and talent of Jingyang, and the appearance of Jingyang.
This was because one's appearance could be changed, one's memories and talent could be inherited, and one's name could be changed.
In fact, Jingyang was not Jingyang. He was Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui's master, Yuan Qijing's Junior Martial Uncle, the resentful owner of the broken porcelain pieces in Duke Lu's residence, and the person that the whole of Aoyama had watched for a thousand years.
We are not us. We are the children of our parents. We are the parents of our children. We are the partners of our partners. We are the drinking buddies of our drinking buddies. We are the gambling partners of our gambling partners. We are what the world sees us as.
The point of cause and effect is us.
And we are the cause and effect of the world.
So, if you want to prove that we are who we are, please start from the other end of those karmic lines. Only then can you be irreplaceable.
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Tianguang Peak was very quiet.
Because … not many people could understand what Jing Jiu was saying.
I am the direction of all my causes and effects.
In fact, that was all he said.
The rest were the different perceptions of everyone.
Yuan Qu kept scratching his head, almost causing smoke to come out again. He seemed to understand, but not really.
Gu Qing opened his eyes and looked at his master beside him. He had successfully broken through the realm, but his mind was thinking about that year on the Sea of Ice and Wind … the straight line that led to the Arctic.
Zhao Layue was also thinking about the straight line that broke through the Sea of Ice and Wind.
Zhuo Rusui was also thinking about it.
The peaks of Aoyama were shrouded in a very mysterious atmosphere.
Suddenly, an extremely angry shout rudely destroyed the atmosphere.
"Even if you have a beautiful tongue, you can't change the fact that you are a sword demon!"
The shout came from the crowd of Tianguang Peak.
It was the same person.
After Jing Jiu killed Immortal Tai Lu with a punch, this person had reprimanded him, asking if he was going to kill all the disciples of Aoyama.
The elder of Tianguang Peak, Bai Rujing, was finally released after being imprisoned in the Sword Jail for many years.
Bai Rujing walked out from the crowd, stared at Jing Jiu, and said harshly, "You sword demon, surrender now!"
The Young Zen Master was pondering what Jing Jiu had just said, finding it quite interesting. He couldn't help but feel displeased when he was suddenly interrupted by this shout. He looked at Bai Rujing with furrowed brows, wondering if Bai Rujing had a damn death wish.
But many Cultivators didn't understand what Jing Jiu said. They were reminded by this shout – That's right, why should I listen to this sword demon?
Jing Jiu's refusal to take out the Sword of Inherited Heaven had made most of the Cultivators accept what Fang Jingtian and the child in blue said.
They couldn't believe that Jing Jiu was Immortal Jingyang just because of his vague words.
In their eyes, Jing Jiu was the sword demon who killed Immortal Jingyang and stole the position of the Sect Master of Aoyama. Moreover, this sword demon was colluding with the Underworld. Who knew what he wanted to do?
If he became the Sect Master of Aoyama, he would endanger the safety of Aoyama, the entire orthodox Cultivation world, and even the human race.
How could the Cultivators allow such a thing to happen?
"Kill this demon!"
Bai Rujing looked at Jing Jiu and shouted harshly.
Along with this shout, dozens of flying swords flew up from all over Tianguang Peak, piercing the wind and pointing at Jing Jiu in the hut.
This was Aoyama. The cultivators of various sects didn't move, but the elders and disciples of Aoyama who hated evil couldn't stand it anymore.
Looking at the dozens of sword lights in the sky, Bai Rujing was filled with boundless pride and the pleasure of revenge.
But Jing Jiu didn't look at him.
A blood-red sword light illuminated the top of Tianguang Peak.
The Thoughtless Sword pierced through the air and cut the leading flying sword in half coldly.
Then, dozens of flying swords came from all over the peak, blocking the flying swords that intended to kill Jing Jiu.
The crisp sounds of flying swords colliding rang out like a rainstorm and then stopped abruptly.
Hundreds of flying swords were divided into two groups, hovering in the sky above Tianguang Peak, trembling slightly, ready to strike again at any time.
Among the flying swords that came to protect Jing Jiu, there were disciples of Shangde Peak and disciples of Tianguang Peak. Surprisingly, dozens of flying swords were from disciples of Liangwang Peak.
Everyone knew that Jing Jiu didn't like Liangwang Peak. After he became the Sect Master, he imposed many restrictions on Liangwang Peak. The young disciples of Liangwang Peak complained about this. But why did it turn out like this?
Seeing this, many people found it strange. Even Yuan Qijing was surprised.
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Guo Nanshan turned his head around and glanced at Yao Songshan.
Yao Songshan's ranking in Liangwang Peak had risen from 11th to 8th. He breathed steadily and looked straight ahead without saying anything.
Guo Nanshan looked at Lei Il-kyung again.
Under the gaze of the Eldest Brother, Lei Il-kyung was a little surprised, but he said stubbornly, "What's wrong with protecting the Sect Master?"
In fact, even he was doubting the identity of Jing Jiu. But when he saw those flying swords flying toward the hut, he summoned his flying swords to fight without thinking.
This was probably like the battle of the West Ocean, when Taiping Zhenren was about to be killed by the swordsmen of various sects, but Aoyama's sword just flew away … In the words of Elder Mo Chi, this was because he couldn't help it.
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Over a hundred flying swords confronted each other in the sky, and the atmosphere was very tense.
Everyone knew that this was just the beginning. Most of those who couldn't help it were the disciples of the younger generation. The elders of the peaks were still silent, especially the peak masters.
Fu Wang, the peak master of Yunxing, looked a little hesitant. His thin and long right hand moved slightly in the wind, as if he could hold a sword at any time.
Chen Youtian looked at the white cat in Jing Jiu's chest with furrowed brows, thinking that the Master White Ghost wouldn't make a mistake; but he was a devil cat to begin with, so he must be close to the devil sword.
Yuan Qijing looked at Jing Jiu in the hut, waiting for him to say something before making a decision.
Nan Wang looked at the mountain in the distance with his hands behind his back. He didn't look at the scene at all, as if he didn't care about it at all.
The big figures kept silent for a long time, making the atmosphere more tense, and the disciples of the peaks of Aoyama even more at a loss.
Gu Han was ready to draw his sword. He looked at Guo Nanshan and asked, "Senior Brother?"
Guo Nanshan looked serious, indicating that he didn't know the answer either. He looked at Zhuo Rusui.
"Don't look at me. I don't know anything."
Zhuo Rusui said expressionlessly, "I may look calm, but I'm panicking inside, okay?"
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The silence couldn't last forever.
The confrontation would eventually turn into a fight of swords.
By then, the sky full of sword lights would definitely turn Tianguang Peak into ruins.
Among the two camps, there were obviously fewer people who supported Jing Jiu, and most of them were young disciples.
Someone suddenly thought, Guangyuan Zhenren was sent to the West Ocean not long ago, and he wasn't even allowed to come back to attend the Sect Leader Ceremony. Could it be that Jing Jiu had already predicted today's situation?
The atmosphere on Tianguang Peak was getting more and more tense. Suddenly, a dignified but tired voice sounded.
"Since when has Aoyama been in such a difficult situation?"
Though Yuan Qijing didn't show any expression on his face, everyone could see his anger and sadness.
That day was the Sect Leader Ceremony of Aoyama, and all the important figures in Chaotian were present. So many other sects were watching, but the situation had turned out this way.
Was the Green Mountain Sect going to stage a fight between their own sect members in front of so many outsiders?
"I think so too," said Jing Jiu.
Fang Jingtian, the Immortal Tai Lu, and Apiao were all plotted by his Big Brother.
His Big Brother intended to oust him from the position of the sect leader of Aoyama and then kill him, because his Big Brother thought he was the All in One.
In his Big Brother's opinion, Aoyama used swords, but he couldn't be used by swords. This was something he couldn't accept.
Jing Jiu walked to the foot of the stone monument and took a look at the distant Shenmo Peak. "Let's go," he said while patting the back of the stone turtle.
This statement didn't have a subject or a direction.
Was he bidding farewell to the stone turtle or informing someone else?
"Got it," said Zhao Layue.
Gu Qing stood up and walked over with the Sword of the Universe in his hands, to invite his Master to ride on it.
Yuan Qu walked over with his head lowered, not daring to take a look at Yuan Qijing.
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"Want to leave? It's not that easy. "
Bai Rujing's cold voice rang out.
An exceedingly formidable sword light slashed toward Jing Jiu by the stone monument.
Having been imprisoned in the Sword Jail for a few years, Yuan Qijing had carefully reviewed his defeat and was certain that Jing Jiu's Cultivation state was far inferior to his, and Jing Jiu relied on the energy of the White Ghost to succeed in sneak-attacking him.
Though Jing Jiu had killed the Immortal Tai Lu with one punch, he had consumed a great deal of his energy, so he couldn't strike again.
Of course, he wouldn't forget about the White Ghost, and he didn't expect to break through the defense of the White Ghost and hurt Jing Jiu. What he wanted was a chaotic situation.
A single spark could start a prairie fire. As long as the power of his flying sword could stimulate the fighting will of the crowd, countless flying swords would fall. Once the top of Tianguang Peak was in chaos, Jing Jiu would definitely die!
It took him only a short time to think about these things. His flying sword had already arrived by the stone monument and then disappeared.
No one knew where that sharp sword light had gone.
It couldn't show any power at all.
It was like a bubble dissipating in the air.
Ada closed his mouth and burped. A devilish blood color flashed in the depths of his vertical pupils.
An enormous shadow of a white tiger appeared vaguely in the sky, exuding a terrifying pressure.
It turned out that the flying sword had been swallowed by the white tiger!
Bai Rujing's real sword was snatched away, and his Sword Pill was injured, spitting out a mouthful of Blood Essence.
An exceedingly gorgeous blood red sword light swept past.
A miserable scream came from the top of Tianguang Peak.
Two arms flew through the air and landed on the ground one after another.
The Thoughtless Sword returned to the front of Zhao Layue.
She calmly walked to the back of Jing Jiu.
She didn't even look at Bai Rujing, who had turned into a bloody man.
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