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Chapter 582

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Whether Jing Jiu was the Immortal Jingyang or the All in One Sword, between the two sects of Aoyama, the latter had an overwhelming advantage.

The disciples of Liangwang Peak also had to make their own choices.

Guo Nanshan thought that Jing Jiu was the devil sword, but what if he was the Grand Master Jingyang? It was well known that Jing Jiu was the peak master of Tianguang Peak. The people of Shenmo Peak all followed Jing Jiu, but none of them went to Tianguang Peak; it didn't feel right at all. It was not necessarily a bad thing for Zhuo Rusui to go to Tianguang Peak with Jing Jiu; at least they had a chance to make up for it in the future.

He warned in a low voice, "Don't let too many people see you."

Zuo Rusui uttered "hmm".





In addition to Apiao, who was frozen into a blue gem, there was another person on Tianguang Peak that attracted the most attention.

There were fewer people on Shenmo Peak than monkeys. Zhao Layue and Yuan Qu left with Jing Jiu, and Ping Yong-Ka stayed on Sword Peak, leaving only Gu Qing.

For some reason, he didn't leave Aoyama with the others.

An elder of Xilai Peak looked at him and asked indifferently, "What are you doing here?"

Gu Qing said mildly, "Shenmo Peak needs someone to take care of it. If there is any urgent matter that needs to be dealt with by the sect master, I can convey it to him in time."

Hearing this, the others felt it was ridiculous, thinking that Jing Jiu had left Aoyama and lost his protection. He might be assassinated by someone one day, and it was impossible for him to return to Aoyama. He claimed that he was still the sect master of Aoyama. Do you think he could continue to be the sect master?

Gu Qing didn't think it was ridiculous.

After Jing Jiu left, someone had to guard Shenmo Peak and Aoyama.

Zhao Layue glanced at him before leaving, which was what she meant.

This was tacit understanding.

When Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue traveled the world, it was Gu Qing who guarded Shenmo Peak. At that time, he wasn't even a direct disciple, he was just a tenant.

"How absurd!"

He Wei's cold voice came from the sky.

"You're the disciple of that Sword Demon. How are you qualified to stay in Aoyama?!"

Since when did the matters of Aoyama fall under the jurisdiction of Kunlun?

Guo Nanshan and other disciples of Liangwang Peak didn't care that this person was the Sect Master of Kunlun. They looked at him with eyes as sharp as swords.

Fang Jingtian raised his eyebrows.

Gu Qing smiled and didn't mind.

He knew what he would have to endure if he stayed in Aoyama, and he was prepared to endure the humiliation for decades.

It was then that Zhuo Rusui came to his side and said, "Let's go together. There's no point in staying here and pretending to be a lonely subject. It's meaningless."

After a moment of silence, Gu Qing said, "You have a point. I'm a Cultivation practitioner after all."

Zhuo Rusui said in a mocking tone, "You're quick to step down. If you want to leave, just say so. There's no need to put on a show."

Gu Qing didn't dare to say this to Senior Master Layue, so he said, "I don't have a sword again."

Zhuo Rusui called out the Swallowing Boat Sword and said, "This is the second time you've used a sword."

Gu Qing said calmly, "Spit out the beef and mutton, tripe, green garlic, and the energy of heaven and earth."

Four years ago, when Jing Jiu went to the North Cold Sea to hunt down Taiping Zhenren, they went back to Aoyama first. Gu Qing didn't have a sword back then, so he and Zhuo Rusui had to squeeze on the Swallowing Boat Sword all the way.

The Swallowing Boat Sword was like a salted fish, not spacious enough; but they had traveled tens of thousands of miles together, so they could arrange each other's positions skillfully.

Seeing that … no, that gray flying sword flying slowly toward the outskirts of Aoyama, the elders and disciples of Aoyama were all stunned.

It was obvious that the gray flying sword was going after Jing Jiu and the others.

Zhuo Rusui was the most favored personal disciple of the Immortal Liu Ci, but he was going to leave as well?

Guo Nanshan smiled bitterly, thinking that they had agreed not to let too many people see him.





Zhuo Rusui's departure was like a flame falling into a barrel of oil.

Yao Songshan and Lei Il-kyung walked out of the crowd almost at the same time. They knelt down in front of Yuan Qijing and asked to leave.

Then, more and more young disciples showed up. There were at least a dozen of them, and they all expressed the same wish.

Junior Sister Yushan widened her eyes, thinking that this was possible. She subconsciously looked at her master, Chi Yan.

Chi Yan knew about her relationship with Shenmo Peak, and he knew what she wanted to do. His face darkened, and he said, "Go back to the peak and copy the Record of Mind Capturer … twice!"

Junior Sister Yushan replied with a wronged "Oh" and stood back obediently.

The young disciples of Aoyama did not get the same treatment as Zhuo Rusui.

"What are you talking about? Don't cause any more trouble! "

Yuan Qijing scolded coldly, and ordered the masters to bring the young disciples back.





Jing Jiu left Aoyama.

He left with the Inherited Heaven Sword, the Seal of the King Of The Underworld, Zhao Layue, Yuan Qu, Gu Qing, Zhuo Rusui, and many other young disciples.

Only these young people left with him, but they were the future of Aoyama.

Then the representatives of Ōzawa, Platanus Sect, and other sects also left, with a lot of emotions.

No matter whether the young master of Aoyama was the reincarnation of Immortal Jingyang, or the All in One Sword, he was the top existence in Aoyama.

Would his departure lead to the division of Aoyama, or even … the division?

Of course, this was based on the fact that he could continue to live, and he had to live for a few more years.





The small green curtain sedan flew toward the outside of the mountain, followed by the pair of master and disciple of Shui Yue Nunnery.

Yuan Qijing had a general idea of what Jing Jiu had done, so he wouldn't blame Shui Yue Nunnery for what had happened to Apiao.

Shui Yue Nunnery hadn't spoken a word from beginning to end that day. It wasn't until they left Aoyama that she suddenly said to Zheng Tao, "You should go and have a look when you have time."

Zheng Tao knew where her Master meant, but she didn't understand why she was asked to go. She nodded in bewilderment.





The Cloud Boat of the Zhongzhou School was the last to leave Aoyama.

Before leaving, Bai Zhenren said to Yuan Qijing, "Everybody knows that the person who came out from the Fiend Prison is him. The Cloud Dream Sect can't pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore, and we have to do something for the Old Dragon. If he leaves Aoyama, we will find a way to kill him. After all … he is merely a devil."

Yuan Qijing didn't say anything.

Soon after the Cloud Boat entered the territory of Yu County, Xiang Wanshu knelt down in front of Bai Zhenren, saying nervously, "Big Sister is missing."

Bai Zhenren's reaction was quite strange.

It was because she was very calm.





Yuan Qijing returned to the Shangde Peak. He brought the blue ice cube to the bottom of the well and threw it into a corner.

The blue block of ice hit the stone wall and bounced a few times before stopping, letting out a crisp sound. It was as if it was made of gold and stone. One could imagine how hard it was and how cold it was.

Apiao was frozen in the ice cube, head up and feet down. She looked terrible, but the glow in her eyes hadn't disappeared yet. It looked like she was still alive.

There was an endless cold source at the bottom of the Shangde Peak. If the blue ice cube was stored here, it would never melt.

It was unclear how long he would be frozen in the ice cube.

"Let him live. Someone might want him in the future," Yuan Qijing said to the Dead Dog.

The expression in the eyes of the Dead Dog was still as warm and nonchalant as before. Though it looked calm, it could convey many meanings.

He had no interest in this little royal member of the Underworld, and only cared about one thing: was Jing Jiu a human being or a sword?

"I don't know," Yuan Qijing said after a moment of silence, "Maybe he doesn't even know."

Though he hated his Master the most, he had to admit that what Taiping Zhenren asked Apiao to say was probably true.

The Dead Dog lifted his head slowly and looked at the sunlight above.

"Even if he is the All in One and has inherited the spiritual soul and memories of the Senior Master … he is merely a second Senior Master in my eyes, as long as the Senior Master isn't killed by him."

Yuan Qijing said, "It's better than calling him the Great Ancestor."

The Dead Dog pulled back his gaze and looked at Yuan Qijing in Silence to show his agreement.

A Principal Guard who had lived in Aoyama for a great many years would feel it odd when he suddenly found a divine object of a higher status and older than him.

Yuan Qijing sighed and said, "Regardless of whether he is the Senior Master or the All in One, he has left."

The Dead Dog showed an apologetic expression in his eyes.

If he hadn't ignored him on purpose, Fang Jingtian wouldn't have brought the Immortal Tai Lu out of the Sword Jail.

"It's been a few years, but he hasn't asked me for the Great Formation of Aoyama, and he didn't ask us to do anything this time to take the opportunity to leave … I think he is tired of it."

After a moment of silence, Yuan Qijing suddenly sneered, "No, I think he is being lazy again."

… …

… …

The gray Swallowing Boat Sword flew slowly toward the outside of the peaks. Fortunately, the Sword of the Universe flew even slower, so it didn't take long for it to catch up with it.

Yuan Qu turned around and found it was Zhuo Rusui, but he didn't feel surprised. "You are here," he said.

In the next moment, he saw Gu Qing behind Zhuo Rusui, asking in surprise, "Big Brother, aren't you going to take care of the house?"

Zhao Layue was puzzled as well, shooting a glance at Gu Qing.

Gu Qing uttered "hmm" before saying, "The Shenmo Peak has been sealed off, so there shouldn't be anything serious. It's more important for me to take care of my Master."

Jing Jiu didn't turn around. He sat at the front of the Sword of the Universe, looking like a shepherd boy sitting on the back of an ox, saying, "That's right. There is nothing in this world that can't be let go."

Hearing this obvious pun, Zhuo Rusui thought that Gu Qing wouldn't dare let go of so many things that he had given to him.

After the brief conversation, the three swords and five others had passed the Sword-Washing Stream in the sky. They had passed through the Great Formation of Aoyama easily by relying on the command boards.

The world here was real, but it was also a bit surreal, because the weather was too good.

The sky was blue, and the sun was red. It felt warm and comfortable when it shone on people's faces; it didn't look like winter at all.

Zhuo Rusui looked at the red sun with narrowed eyes, thinking of the unknown road ahead after leaving Aoyama. He didn't feel perplexed; instead, he felt a boundless heroic spirit.

Just like in the Guocheng Temple years ago, when he saw the Cloud Boat competing with the setting sun, he thought heroically, "What's the big deal about starting a war with the Zhongzhou School?"

Looking at the distance ahead, he said sentimentally, "What's there to be afraid of even if we have to go to the ends of the world?"

Gu Qing glanced at him and said, "We're almost there."





The sword lights illuminated Cloudy Town.

Jing Jiu and the others arrived at the restaurant.

Zhuo Rusui didn't understand Gu Qing's words, thinking that it was indeed the tradition of the Shenmo Peak that one should have a hotpot before doing anything important.

The red soup and the white soup boiled one after another, and all kinds of dishes jumped into the pot as if they were thrown into a river. The crowd was either eating or watching in silence. No one spoke; the atmosphere was a bit depressing.

Zhuo Rusui thought that he should figure out where to go first.

He had eaten seven plates of the most delicious and tender mutton, and found a few alternatives.

Since he was expelled from Aoyama, he had to go somewhere far away. But where was the safest place to go?

The Cultivation circle was certain that Jing Jiu was a sword devil, and he was a heavenly treasure himself, not to mention the precious magic treasures.

Even though many Cultivation sects didn't dare do anything because of the attitude of Zen Master and Zhaoge City, those devil men of the deviant sects and the Zhongzhou School wouldn't let them off easily.

The best answer was the Alien Land, but it was too far away, and the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean might be there as well. It would be a lucky encounter if they met each other.

White Town was also a good place. With the support of Zen Master and the attitude of the Broadsword King, it was safe there. However, it was too cold there, and the spiritual energy was thin. Most importantly, it was too close to the snowland. If the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom went south, or if the monster invasion occurred again, it would be troublesome.

It was better to go to the Guocheng Temple directly. He hadn't hugged that stone pagoda for many years.

Zhuo Rusui said it out loud as he thought of all this.

Gu Qing shot him a glance, thinking that he had already said it out loud.

Zhao Layue said, "We won't go anywhere else; we'll stay right here."

Zhuo Rusui had finally understood what they meant. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word, as if he was about to eat another seven plates of fresh mutton.





There was a small mountain outside Cloudy Town, on which some residential houses and some farmlands were scattered.

Four years ago, these residential houses and farmlands were bought by a mysterious buyer, and they were renovated soundlessly. In the end, a large manor house was built.

When the manor house was built, it was protected from sight by a formation, and the clouds and fog lingered all year round. As a result, not many people knew about its existence.

The sword light illuminated the front of the mountain, and the clouds and fog dispersed, exposing the true appearance of the manor house.

There was a brook in the manor house, and there were flowering trees by the brook. The fog flowed along with the water, and the pavilions were faintly discernible. It was like a fairyland.

Looking at the scenery in front of him, Zhuo Rusui opened his eyes wide. He was not as tired as he usually was. He said in shock, "Four years ago … you were ready to leave?"

Jing Jiu responded with an "Hmm".

Everyone at the Shenmo Peak knew what he was thinking, or at least they could guess what he was thinking.

Four years ago, he asked the Gu Family to build this manor house, and he also informed Yuan Qijing to hold the Grand Ceremony of the Sect Master four years later. It was obvious that he was ready to leave.

Zhuo Rusui couldn't understand it, thinking that even if he had arranged it, he was still banished from Aoyama …

But after he left Aoyama, he had to live in Cloudy Town, which was so close. Didn't he feel ashamed?

The scene of a stray dog lingering in a nearby alley was too tragic.

Jing Jiu didn't feel ashamed. Cloudy Town was very close to Aoyama, and it was the safest place to live.

Zhuo Rusui believed that Guocheng Temple and Zen Master would protect him, but he trusted Aoyama the most.

Even though most of the elders and disciples believed that he was the sword devil who killed Jingyang, as long as Yuan Qijing was alive, he would not let Aoyama do anything to him.

But at this moment, they suddenly felt a strong sense of danger.

The Thoughtless Sword flew out soundlessly, drawing a straight red line in front of them.

On the other side of the red line was the front door of the manor house.

A young girl stood in front of the door.

The young girl's short skirt was fluttering, and silver bells were ringing all over her body. Even though she was expressionless, she still looked cute and adorable. She stared at Jing Jiu with eyes full of killing intent.

Nan Wang, it seemed that he still couldn't forget it.

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