(Many brothels wrote "Old Ma" as "Old Ma" yesterday … I don't know what's going on. As for the name of Yuan Qu's sword, some readers named it "Plum Sword". I think it's quite handsome and interesting. Do you have any good ideas? But don't use the same unconventional sword names as those of Yuan Qu.)
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Yuan Qu went to the Shangde Peak. He spent some time climbing the mountain to have a good talk with Young Sister Yushan. He told her about the important events outside Cloudy Town, which made Yushan feel a sense of yearning. When she heard that the Immortal Tan had gone to Cloudy Town in person and invited Jing Jiu to become the sect master of the Zhongzhou School, she was even more surprised.
After arriving in the extremely cold manor cave on the peak top, Yuan Qu knelt down and kowtowed to Yuan Qijing many times, and answered Yuan Qijing's questions in detail. After that, he stood up and jumped into the well while rubbing his waist a few times.
Stepping on the curved flying sword, Jing Jiu landed on the ground along with the sunlight. He knelt down and kowtowed to the Dead Dog many times before heading to the deep part of the Sword Jail.
After arriving in the hermit peaks with a sky as blue as the porcelain and as beautiful as an illusion, Yuan Qu passed by the flowers all over the mountains and fields and found the manor cave where Tong Yan lived.
"There is a formation outside, but it should have lost its effect a long time ago. Why don't you go out? It's good that you're still here. I'm worried that the Sect Master might have miscalculated. What if you were killed by that Apiao? "
Yuan Qu said, "I don't want to see a pile of white bones as soon as I come in. I'm not afraid of it, but I feel a bit uncomfortable thinking that it's someone I know."
Tong Yan opened her eyes and looked at him in Silence for a while. "I heard that Liu Shisui was a chatterbox," she said.
Yuan Qu said, "I'm not imitating Big Brother Shisui. You don't know this, but we are all talkative, including Zhuo Rusui. It's just that the Sect Master and my Master don't like to talk, so we have been suppressing ourselves …"
Tong Yan raised her hand to stop him from talking and asked, "I'm recuperating. What's the matter?"
Yuan Qu said, "Sect Leader Shishu is asking if you want to go out."
Tong Yan said, "It's very quiet here. No need."
Yuan Qu continued, "Martial Uncle Head still has a lot of things to ask you about Zhongzhou School. Think about it carefully before you write it down. I'll come back to get it in a few days."
After saying this, he took out a few pieces of paper and handed them over.
There were two or three questions on each piece of paper, and there was a blank space between the questions, which was probably left for Tong Yan to write the answers.
"There's still a test?"
Tong Yan took the paper and had the same sentimental feeling as Su Ziye did, wondering how a person like him … became an idler on the Shenmo Peak. Different from Su Ziye, he still didn't know what had happened at the Inauguration Ceremony of the Sect Master of Aoyama, nor did he know that Jing Jiu might be the Immortal Jingyang. As such, he felt even more speechless.
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After leaving the Shanghai Peak, Yuan Qu went to Yunxing Peak first.
As the second last disciple on the Shenmo Peak, he had only one Young Brother, so he had thought a long time ago that he had to treat this Young Brother well.
However, his Young Brother was forgotten by everyone in Aoyama, and it was not until many days later that he was remembered, which made him feel a bit guilty.
Clouds were traveling everywhere on Yunxing Peak, but those clouds were full of sword wills, which were not as gentle as the clouds in Cloudy Town.
Yuan Qu's Cultivation state wasn't low, but the higher he climbed, the harder it was for him. The main reason was that his eyes were pierced by the sword wills, making him want to shed tears.
The higher he climbed, the more tears he shed, and the redder his eyes became. His remorse toward his Young Brother gradually turned into complaints.
"Why did you climb so high for no reason?"
The peak top was not far away. The iron eagle was hovering in the sky. Yuan Qu rubbed his eyes and finally found his Young Brother.
Ping Yong-Ka was sleeping soundly in the cave he had dug out.
It was evident that he was sleeping rather than cultivating, because his cross-legged knees had loosened a long time ago. He leaned against the cliff rock with his eyes closed, his eyelashes unblinking, his face ruddy, and his snores vaguely audible.
Looking at his Young Brother's face, Yuan Qu admired and admired him for being able to sleep so soundly in such a formidable and terrifying world of sword wills.
Since Ping Yong-Ka was fine, he waited for him to wake up according to Jing Jiu's instruction.
Yuan Qu walked down Yunxing Peak and went to Shenmo Peak.
The inhibition of Shenmo Peak had been opened, and he couldn't go up there without the Thoughtless Sword. So he greeted the monkeys at the foot of the peak and said "ah ah ah ah ah ah" to make sure there was nothing wrong in the peak, and then he set off on his way back.
When he returned to Cloudy Town, the flowers on the trees wilted in the early summer wind, and the water in the stream became much heavier. But Scenery Garden was still so cool and pleasant.
Because there was a huge blue ice cube in the courtyard, emitting a bone-piercing chill.
Apiao was frozen in the ice cube. She opened her eyes wide, looking at the faces and sceneries outside the ice cube that were deformed by the refraction of light. She thought that if she had known that she would come here, she wouldn't have left.
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It was difficult to gather all the peak masters for the Aoyama Meeting in previous years, and it was even more difficult to gather this year.
Yuan Qijing didn't show up as usual. Tianguang Peak was empty. Nan Wang claimed to be behind closed doors. The poor Chen Youtian was sent to the West Ocean by Fang Jingtian again because of the White Ghost. Zhao Layue was in Cloudy Town. As a result, only four people were left in the grand hall in front of Xilai Peak. Chi Yan attended the meeting as the representative of Shangde Peak.
Fu Wang, the peak master of Yunxing, asked, "What are you going to do with the Gu Clan and the Precious-Tree House?"
"I don't think it's appropriate," Guangyuan Zhenren said emotionlessly, similar to the Immortal Tan, the Sect Master of Zhongzhou School.
Shiyue Peak was nominally in charge of the distribution of the Cultivation resources in Aoyama. If Guangyuan Zhenren insisted on his opinion, it would be unjustifiable for Aoyama to do something to the Precious-Tree House and the Gu Clan.
Fu Wang said, "The problem is that Shenmo Peak has gone too far; they have to be punished."
Fang Jingtian shot a glance at Chi Yan and asked, "What does Shangde Peak have to say about it?"
"Jian Ruyun insists that the deaths of his family and the Ma Clan were caused by those in Cloudy Town."
Chi Yan continued expressionlessly, "But there is no evidence to prove it. I told him to stop bothering about this matter."
"No evidence to prove it?" Fu Wang was the peak master of Yunxing, so he had to protect Jian Ruyun who came from Yunxing Peak. He asked while staring into Chi Yan's eyes, "That deviant swordsman outside Shangzhou City was on the verge of being captured; why did the Thoughtless Sword of Zhao Layue show up?"
Chi Yan didn't back off, saying while staring at him icily, "Guo Nanshan has already made it clear that Zhao Layue went there with him. What's the problem?"
Guangyuan Zhenren signaled for them to stop arguing. He turned to Fang Jingtian and said, "The most important thing right now is the visit of the Immortal Tan to Cloudy Town."
"Do you really think he will join Cloud-Dream Mountain?" Fang Jingtian asked nonchalantly. "It's just a trick of using the enemy as leverage."
Guangyuan Zhenren said, "What if he did go there? You people have expelled him from Aoyama, but this can't be counted as betraying the mountain gate. "
Fang Jingtian understood what he meant, saying expressionlessly, "Let's stop here then. As long as those people behave themselves, nothing will happen."
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It had been a year since Jing Jiu and the others had left Aoyama. … …
It was snowing in the cold winter, and the New Year Festival was approaching. Cloudy Town was as busy as usual, and no one could be seen outside the patch of fog.
Some Cultivation practitioners who didn't want to give up stayed in the town, looking at the fog in the distance.
They didn't care too much about the New Year Festival, and they didn't need to go back to spend time with their families. As such, the hotpot business in the restaurants was as good as ever.
Though the Cultivation practitioners didn't care about the New Year Festival, it didn't mean that they didn't celebrate it.
The interactions between the Cultivation sects were essentially the same as the interactions between the clans in the human world; they both needed to visit each other and send gifts to maintain their relationships.
As the leading sect of the orthodox sects, the Aoyama Sect was naturally the one who received the gifts. According to the usual practice, the New Year Festival gifts of various sects were sent to Aoyama one after another. The southern sects were led by important figures. Of course, they wouldn't stay in Aoyama for too long, and they would leave after sitting for a while at Xilai Peak.
It was interesting that these sects didn't leave directly this year. They would stop at Cloudy Town on their way back, regardless of whether they were on the way back or not.
The chests and invitation cards were piled up in front of the perennial flowering trees. It was then that the people realized that the various sects had left a New Year Festival gift for that person in Scenery Garden. The gifts left for Scenery Garden by the Platanus Sect, the Mirror Sect, and the Ōzawa Sect were especially valuable, comparable to the gifts given by their own sects in Aoyama. Soon after, another shocking piece of news came from Zhaoge City. The Pure Heaven Bureau gave one third of the resources of the Aoyama Sect to Scenery Garden … and it would continue until the Plum Meeting four years later.
The attitude of the Imperial court and these sects was quite obvious. The suppression of the Gu Clan and the Precious-Tree House by some people in Aoyama Sect was blocked.
Scenery Garden had a special status in people's hearts.
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There were clouds on Cloud-Dream Mountain as well, and the scenery there was better than that of Scenery Garden.
By the high platform on the cliff, a large tree extended outward, its leaves golden all year round, looking beautiful and marvelous.
"Aoyama is still conscious," said the Immortal Tan as he walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at the ocean of clouds in the south.
Bai Zhenren came to his side and said, "No matter whether he is Jingyang or the All in One, it would be best if he could come to Cloud-Dream Mountain. However, you and I are well aware that it's impossible. The reason he retreated was not to protect himself, but to prevent a civil war in Aoyama. I think Taiping has the same idea; that's why Fang Jingtian withdrew his troops."
The Immortal Tan said expressionlessly, "And Yuan Qijing is still alive."
The current situation in the Cultivation circle was clear. No one could replace the Immortal Liu Ci, and Fang Jingtian had just entered the Heavenly Arrival State, so he was still far from being a match for the figures in the upper state. In comparison to the Zhongzhou School, the Aoyama Sect was still a bit weaker.
"If these ideas can't be realized, we will have no choice but to fight against Aoyama head-on. The human world is beautiful but fragile. I'm worried that we can't stand it."
The Immortal Tan said this with a sympathetic expression while looking in the direction of Zhaoge City.
Bai Zhenren asked while looking at his profile, "What do those at the back of the mountain say?"
The Immortal Tan said, "Those old men are either as calm as still water or as dry as a well; they have no desire to deal with the affairs of the human world. Kou Qingtong is the only one who has some desire."
Hearing the name of Kou Qingtong, the mist on Bai Zhenren's face dispersed a bit, her eyebrows furrowed slightly. It was evident that even she felt it was a bit troublesome.
The Immortal Tan said calmly, "The Bloody Demon Church has been destroyed, and he has been on the Cloud-Dream Mountain for a thousand years. His ferocious and stubborn nature has been erased a long time ago. If we want the human world to suffer less, we have to win the battle of Zhaoge City as soon as possible. When we need him to strike, we can't hesitate."
Bai Zhenren said, "If we can kill both Taiping and Jingyang, we have to use him."
The Immortal Tan said, "This pair of brothers have unparalleled intelligence, but their Cultivation states are too low. What I'm worried about is the attitude of Zen Master and that person in White Town."
Looking at the ocean of clouds in the north, Bai Zhenren said, "If that's the case, we have no choice but to kill them both."
They referred to Zen Master and the Broadsword King Cao Yuan.
Even the Center Sect would have a hard time killing these two swordsmen.
Yet, Bai Zhenren said it as if it was a matter of course.
After a moment of silence, the Immortal Tan changed the topic, saying, "Little Zao cooks a table full of dishes for us every year at this time."
This place was not the main valley of the Cloud-Dream Mountain, but the manor cave of Bai Zao.
Bai Zhenren's voice didn't grow any gentler; it was still as nonchalant as before, "The dishes she cooks are not as good as Tong Yan's."
"Let's go and see her," said the Immortal Tan.
The ocean of clouds drifted up slowly, passing over the golden trees and covering the entire high platform.
The Immortal Tan and Bai Zhenren came to the Great Formation of Cloud-Dream.
This place was deep under the ground, and it was dark all around. The spiritual source emitted a faint green glow once in a while, looking like the veins of a leaf.
In addition to the glow of the spiritual source, a pair of huge deep yellow eyes could be seen in the darkness, which were the eyes of the Unicorn.
The Unicorn was gazing at the distance with a nervous expression in his eyes. Even he felt a great deal of pressure.
There was a stone platform in the deepest part of the Great Formation of Cloud-Dream, where a great deal of spiritual energy gathered. Bai Zao sat there with his eyes closed, the white ribbon tousling without the aid of the wind.
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