This state duke, who had always kept a low profile, made such a statement and provided a new explanation, which made some people ponder over it.
What made more people ponder over it was the relationship between the Emperor and Jing Jiu.
Zhaoge City still gave Jing Jiu their unwavering support during the civil strife in Aoyama that day, and the situation was extremely complicated. Why?
In the past six hundred years, Zhaoge City and the entire Jing Dynasty had been under the influence of the Zhongzhou School. But the situation had suddenly changed in recent decades. First of all, Jing Xin, who was supported by the Zhongzhou School, had been defeated many times in the succession of the throne. In the end, Jing Yao, who was supported by the Aoyama Sect, was appointed as the Crown Prince.
The whole of the Cultivation circle was well aware of when the change started and who caused it.
The most important person was Jing Jiu.
Countless gazes were fixed on the Cloud Platform where the Zhongzhou School was located.
The Zhongzhou School and the Aoyama Sect had been at odds for many years, so they were happy to see the chaos. Bai Zhenren wouldn't allow Yuan Qijing to let Jing Jiu go. The Kunlun Sect and the Aoyama Sect had a grudge against each other, and the other sects in the north followed the Zhongzhou School's lead. Would the civil strife in Aoyama become another major war in the Cultivation circle of Chaotian?
Bai Zao lifted her head and looked at her mother's profile, trying to figure out what she was thinking.
Yet, her face was still shrouded by a layer of fog, so she couldn't see through it even though she was her own daughter.
Bai Zhenren of course hoped that there would be a civil strife in Aoyama, but she was fully aware that it would not happen that day.
If she hadn't come here in person, it might have been possible.
She was quite satisfied with the outcome.
The crack in Aoyama grew deeper and deeper, and it would become a natural barrier one day, making it impossible for the two sides to communicate with each other.
This would be the beginning of the decline of Aoyama.
Who would have thought that the words of the Great Grandmaster of the Foggy Island, Nan Qü, would be applied to Jing Jiu?
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As expected.
When all eyes fell on Bai Zhenren, the flying swords at the top of Tianguang Peak suddenly retracted without a sound.
No matter how fierce the internal conflict in Aoyama was, no matter whether Jing Jiu was a sword monster or not, the disciples of Aoyama were naturally aware of the pressure from Zhongzhou School.
Yuan Qijing took a deep look at Fang Jingtian.
Fang Jingtian knew that the outcome was set in stone, and he could not ask for more. It was already a victory for him to chase the Sword Monster out of Aoyama, but … what about the two items?
Elder Mo Chi sighed and handed the unconscious Bai Rujing to a disciple. He walked out of the crowd, looked at Jing Jiu, and said, "Please leave the Inherited Heaven … Inherited Heaven Sword."
Like most of the elders and disciples of Aoyama, Mo Chi believed that Jing Jiu was the sword monster; but in his opinion, Jing Jiu didn't even understand it himself. He didn't hate Jing Jiu, but Jing Jiu had just told Fang Jingtian that he couldn't keep him here, and he had to ask the Inherited Heaven Sword in the end …
Fang Jingtian couldn't ask Jing Jiu again, so he had to come out and ask.
Gu Qing turned around and said calmly and mildly, "Elder Mo Chi, my Master is just out of the mountains to recuperate for a while."
Though he didn't finish his sentence, the meaning was clear.
What Yuan Qijing said was that Jing Jiu was out of the mountains to recuperate, but it didn't mean that Jing Jiu was no longer the Sect Master of Aoyama.
As such, he didn't have to hand over the Inherited Heaven Sword and the Seal of the King Of The Underworld.
Mo Chi was taken aback, but he thought what Jing Jiu said made sense. He sighed again and stepped back.
Gu Qing turned around and handed the Sword of the Universe to Jing Jiu.
Zhao Layue glanced at him and said, "We're leaving now."
Looking at Zhao Layue, Fang Jingtian said in a deep voice, "You're the Master of the Shenmo Peak, but now you want to leave with this monster. Are you planning to betray the mountain gate?"
"You and I are both the Peak Masters of Aoyama; what right do you have to control me?" Zhao Layue retorted with an indifferent expression.
You want to control me? Get the Inherited Heaven Sword first.
You want the Inherited Heaven Sword? No way.
"As for betrayal, I've only known that the Immortal Jingyang is in Aoyama since I was little."
Zhao Layue looked at Fang Jingtian and those disciples of Aoyama who had attacked them with their swords, and said expressionlessly, "That's why you're the traitors."
The ocean of clouds outside the Tianguang Peak was usually higher and flatter than in other places, probably for the convenience of someone with long legs.
Today, the Immortal Tai Lu's sword will penetrated heaven and earth, and then Fang Jingtian's Old Time Sword blotted out the sky. The ocean of clouds rippled and turned into countless small clusters.
Between those clusters of clouds, the scenery of Aoyama could be seen clearly.
The Sword-Washing Stream meandered among the peaks toward the outside of the mountain.
That was the way to leave.
Jing Jiu sat on the Sword of the Universe.
Yes.
Even though he was pointed out by Fang Jingtian, he still chose to sit on the sword.
A blood-red line pierced through the sky. The Thoughtless Sword left Zhao Layue and flew toward the Shenmo Peak.
The next moment, the Restrictive Formation on the Shenmo Peak was opened, and the sword will burst out.
Having done this, Zhao Layue also sat on the Sword of the Universe. Her movements were smooth, and her position was similar to that of sitting on the bamboo chair.
Yuan Qu hastily took out the strange gray sword that he had just obtained. But he found it difficult to sit on it, so he had no choice but to stand on it.
The two flying swords left the top of the Tianguang Peak and flew toward the blue sky and white clouds at a leisurely pace.
They were not being expelled.
They were leaving.
Gu Qing took two steps toward the cliff's edge and waved his hand as a farewell.
In the crowd on the peak, Sister Yushan also waved her hand discreetly.
Some young disciples of Aoyama dared not do anything, but they silently said, "Take care."
Mei Li and Lin Wuzhi looked at each other, feeling sentimental.
Chen Youtian suddenly felt an emptiness in his heart, as if something was missing. Then he remembered … the Great Ancestor had also been taken away from Aoyama.
Only Zhuo Rusui was concerned about something else. Looking at the sword that Yuan Qu was stepping on, he said while stroking his chin, "Not bad."
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The two flying swords flew toward the outside of Aoyama. Though they were not very fast, it didn't take long for them to become two black dots.
Looking at the scene in the distance, Fang Jingtian was silent.
After so many years of preparation and so much evidence, why did it end up like this?
"You don't understand why Taiping Zhenren couldn't defeat him?"
Zen Master said, "Other than what Immortal Jingyang said, I think there is another important reason."
His words seemed to be directed at Fang Jingtian, but in fact, it was also directed at the disciples of Aoyama and everyone present.
"Taiping Zhenren's wisdom is unparalleled, his temperament is extraordinary, and he has countless supporters. Immortal Jingyang doesn't even have a few friends, so why has he never truly lost? Because Taiping Zhenren has disciples and subordinates, while Immortal Jingyang has people who agree with his ideals. "
Zen Master said, "The world is a community, so how can the world not help him?"
Fang Jingtian's white eyebrows fluttered as he mocked, "Even if he is Uncle Master Jingyang, using the words' the world is a community 'to describe him is a bit too ridiculous."
Everyone knew that Immortal Jingyang didn't care about the affairs of the world. He only knew how to cultivate in seclusion, thinking about Ascension.
No matter what happened in the world, he didn't care. Even the Aoyama Sect didn't seem to care, which was why the juniors of Aoyama complained.
How could such a person be called a community?
"A word from Taiping Zhenren and Immortal Jingyang is like thunder, a sword moves the world, and a thought decides the life and death of millions."
Zen Master said, "People like them don't do anything. That's the only way to be fair to all living beings."
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Zen Master's voice echoed among the mountains of Aoyama. It would definitely be remembered for many years.
The scene of the two flying swords slowly leaving the mountains of Aoyama would definitely be remembered by the world of cultivation for many years to come.
Jing Jiu sat on the Sword of the Universe.
His eyes were empty.
His white robe fluttered.
A sense of loneliness arose naturally.
He was like a real immortal.
Thinking of this scene and Zen Master's words, many disciples of Aoyama and cultivators from other sects were suddenly shaken.
Could he really be Immortal Jingyang?
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Right now, the loneliest person on Tianguang Peak was Apiao.
If he could be counted as a human being.
After Apiao finished talking about Taiping Zhenren, no one paid attention to him.
Whether it was the swords moving Aoyama or Zen Master's words moving the mountains, he just floated in the air alone. No one even looked at him.
He was a bit anxious, thinking that this wasn't the plan.
Shouldn't Jing Jiu be imprisoned in the Sword Jail, and then his master's disciples would fight to reclaim the orthodoxy of Aoyama?
If that was the case, he would be protected by Aoyama. Why would he be like this, a dead man with no one looking at him?
Yes, he was the disciple of the royal family of the Underworld, and also the successor of Taiping Zhenren. His fate had been decided. Just like a letter that was opened and read, the ending was often forgotten in the pile of old papers, or directly thrown into the garbage, or torn to shreds. The worst was, of course, being burned to ashes.
But it was obvious that he didn't have the self-awareness of being a letter.
"Let Yimaozhai deal with this sorcerer."
Bu Qiuxiao walked to the edge of the cloud platform and said to Yuan Qijing seriously.
There were two times when he was ready to use the Dragon Tail Inkstone to suppress Jing Jiu. But he hesitated because of what Zen Master said.
He didn't strike in the end, but he would never let this Underworld sorcerer go.
"No matter if he has forsaken the darkness for the light or not, this is Aoyama after all."
Fang Jingtian said to him calmly.
If Apiao was the successor of Taiping Zhenren, he would be his Young Brother. He couldn't let Yimaozhai take him away no matter what.
The violent wind and snow suddenly enshrouded the top of Tianguang Peak.
The cold intent was bone-piercing, like the will of the sword.
A moment later, the wind and snow abruptly stopped. An ice cube of five square feet appeared on the ground, emitting a blue glow, looking like a huge sapphire.
Apiao was frozen inside the ice cube, her eyes wide open and her mouth agape, showing a terrified expression on her face.
Yuan Qijing was in a bad mood that day, so he struck out angrily. How many people in the world could resist him?
"Since it happened in Aoyama, he has to be locked in the Sword Jail of Aoyama," Yuan Qijing said to Bu Qiuxiao.
Bu Qiuxiao furrowed his eyebrows slightly.
After the death of the Old Dragon, the Fiend Prison had lost its former power. The most heavily guarded place in the orthodox Cultivation circle was of course the Sword Jail of Aoyama.
It shouldn't be a problem for this disciple of the royal family of the Underworld to be locked in the Sword Jail; but … there had been a bad precedent in the Sword Jail in recent years.
Thinking of this, Yuan Qijing turned around and glanced at his student.
Liu Shisui didn't notice that his teacher was looking at him. He was still staring at the ocean of clouds, speechless and bewildered, looking rather pitiful.
Bu Qiuxiao felt a bit soft-hearted. "Go ahead," he said after a sigh.
Liu Shisui came back to his senses after being taken aback for a moment, feeling overjoyed.
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Dozens of young disciples of Aoyama gathered together, most of whom were disciples of Liangwang Peak.
Lei Il-kyung, Yao Songshan and other disciples looked at each other in Silence, none of them willing to move their gazes away.
Guo Nanshan didn't heed them. He walked to the side of Zhuo Rusui and looked at the outside of Aoyama together with him, asking, "What do you think?"
"I can't see it clearly," replied Zhuo Rusui.
He wasn't sure whether Jing Jiu was the Senior Grandmaster Jingyang or the legendary Devil Sword.
"What do you think?" asked Guo Nanshan.
Zhuo Rusui fell silent for a while before saying, "I don't know."
"Do you want to go?" asked Guo Nanshan.
Zhuo Rusui said with drooping eyelids, "In fact … I don't really want to go; I'm used to it."
Guo Nanshan sighed, and said, "Let's go then."
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