Inscription: Mesmerizing Attraction — Jin Dynasty: Wang Zhe
Chased by chance, no hindrance. Looking at Jinbo Qingdai alone. Looking back, he suddenly saw outside the wild forest.
A pile of skeletons lying in the green sand. Who is the leader of the lonely competition? Kong Bi's eyes were filled with dust.
Rain and wind blew, sun and stars shined. Job transfer increases, heavy burdens. Foreign land, where are the guests, in what era?
What can you do when encountering the Mesmerizing Attraction?
(Wang Zhe seems to be Wang Chongyang … Eh …)
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It was quiet on the top of Tianguang Peak.
The clouds drifting to other peaks gathered again. They were as pale as Zhao Layue's face.
She was defeated by Fang Jingtian's sword.
To be exact, Fang Jingtian didn't draw his sword, because she didn't draw her sword, either.
No one thought Zhao Layue was overconfident, and no one dared to look down on her. Even without the Thoughtless Sword, she still displayed a powerful and formidable cultivation in swordsmanship. That was why the Acquired Shapeless Sword was formidable.
Any cultivator in the peak of the Broken Sea State was no match for her at that moment.
The problem was that Fang Jingtian was a figure in the Reaching Heaven State. He had transcended the mortal world and stood above the sea of clouds.
There weren't many bloodstains on the peak, because Zhao Layue had lost too much blood in the snowland a few days ago, and Fang Jingtian couldn't fight with all his strength.
First of all, it was because of his identity and status. Second of all, the most important reason was … there was a pair of eyes on him on Bihu Peak.
That pair of eyes was cold. But once they went crazy, they would be crazy and bloodthirsty.
In fact, most of the bloodstains on the ground belonged to Zhuo Rusui.
He pulled out his sword before Zhao Layue could do anything.
The Swallowing Boat Sword was indeed powerful, and his state was indeed superior to other cultivators of his generation. But he was defeated more decisively than Zhao Layue. Or he admitted defeat more decisively.
It wasn't a shame that he couldn't defeat a figure like Fang Jingtian.
The small injuries he had suffered were just some light punishments imposed on him by Fang Jingtian.
But at this time, he acted as if he was seriously injured and on the verge of death. He leaned in Guo Nanshan's arms and kept screaming.
Even Que Niang couldn't stand it anymore.
Was this the end?
Of course not.
Yuan Qu had already summoned the strange grey, twisted sword with a strange appearance and a reflective crystal on its surface.
Of course, he would lose, but then there would be Junior Sister Yushan, Elder Chi Yan, Lei Il-kyung, Yao Songshan, and countless other young disciples who still remembered Jing Jiu.
Thinking about what would happen next, he felt that it was extremely beautiful.
Tong Yan was right, Fang Jingtian's intentions were not righteous, he needed to convince the masses, he would not dare to kill people at will.
Even if I can't beat you, can't I drag you down?
But it was a pity that Little Brother, Apiao, and Senior Brother Gu Qing were not here; otherwise, it would be a lively day.
As he was thinking about these things, Yuan Qu had already arrived at the scene. He bowed respectfully to Fang Jingtian, and said, "This disciple …"
According to Tong Yan's plan, he should say a long speech at this moment, vaguely revealing his identity as a disciple of the Yuan Clan of Lelang County, and then say something else … But unexpectedly, no one heard what he said next, and it was drowned in a wave of exclamations.
Yuan Qu was a bit surprised. He followed the crowd's line of sight to look at the sky, and was also startled.
The sea of clouds between the nine peaks of Aoyama was calm, like a white woolen carpet. But in the real world outside the Great Aoyama Formation, there were still clouds moving along with the wind.
Those clouds were gradually parting, revealing the sky behind them, which looked like dozens of blue ruts, leading to an unknown place.
Such a scene was definitely not a natural creation of heaven and earth, so where did the mighty force come from?
People looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky in astonishment and talked among themselves.
"What's going on?"
"Is the spiritual boat of a sect passing by?"
"Impossible. No spiritual boat can travel so fast in the world."
"Is this a sign?"
Fang Jingtian's silver eyebrows fluttered slightly, and Zhenren looked baffled. The curtain of the small green curtain sedan fluttered without any wind.
More and more people were getting close to the truth.
Such a strange phenomenon was probably a sign that a great figure was born in heaven and earth.
The abnormal sign of heaven and earth originated from the north; was it possible that an important figure of the Center Sect had entered the Dacheng State?
Thinking of this possibility, the disciples of Aoyama looked grim.
"No … no, this … is a sword … a sword," Elder Mo Chi said suddenly.
The others were even more astonished, thinking that the Western Sea Sword School had been destroyed, and the No-Mercy Sect had sealed off their mountains. There were few sects in the world that used swords, and even fewer sects could produce great figures in the Heavenly Arrival Realm. Who in Aoyama Sect could be in the north?
"Could it be Senior Brother Gu Qing?" someone asked doubtfully.
"Impossible." Zhuo Rusui had forgotten to cry out in pain. He said in a mocking tone, "With his talent, it's impossible even if he cultivates for another three hundred years."
While the others were talking about it, the ruts in the ocean of clouds became wider, and the energy coming out from them became clearer and clearer.
Zhuo Rusui's expression changed slightly as he thought of a possibility. Then, more and more people thought of it.
All of a sudden, the ever-present fog on Yunxing Peak disappeared without a trace. Countless swords and sword embryos appeared on the cliffs and bowed slightly toward the distant north.
More than one hundred years ago, when the Will of Liu Ci was read out in Aoyama, a similar scene had happened. However, the scene today was even more magnificent than that.
This scene proved everyone's conjecture. Everyone was incomparably shocked.
Did the Immortal Sect Master wake up in Zhaoge City?
No, not only did he wake up, but he also entered the Heavenly Arrival Realm!
Lei Il-kyung, Yao Songshan, and other disciples of Aoyama were pleasantly surprised, and they bowed to the distant north in the direction of Zhaoge City.
In the next moment, more and more disciples of Aoyama knelt down.
The ruts in the ocean of clouds turned out to be the marks left by the swords.
The shock didn't end there.
Innumerable more subtle but equally profound sword wills emerged from the peaks of Aoyama, heading toward the sky.
The crowd turned around in shock and found that those subtle sword wills came from Qingrong Peak.
Senior Master Mei Li's eyes were beaming, her face slightly red, and she was very excited. Those young girls jumped up happily, yelling something.
Those subtle sword wills arrived in the high sky and connected with the sword wills coming from the north, forming a large net that enveloped the whole of Aoyama.
These were the sword strings of the Endless Sword style.
Looking in the direction of Qingrong Peak, Fang Jingtian said with a complicated expression, "Congratulations, Young Sister."
The sword strings quivered slightly, giving off a crisp and moving sound like the sound of a sword. It was because someone had landed on them.
Nan Wang walked over from the direction of Qingrong Peak. She stepped on the sword strings barefoot, the silvery bells ringing along with her. She didn't look like an otherworldly being, but more like a playful little girl.
The sword strings quivered randomly, so it was impossible to determine where they were. So was her body. She was sometimes on the peak top a few miles away, and sometimes on top of the clouds, as if she were drunk.
This was the Heavenly Arrival State.
Pah!!! She landed on the top of Tianguang Peak. She lifted her small face slightly and asked Fang Jingtian, "Big Brother, do you still want to compete for the position of the sect master?"
It was quiet on the peak top. Everybody was waiting for Fang Jingtian's answer, but they had already guessed his answer.
Nan Wang had just broken through the state, so she was no match for him. However, that person had already woken up and reached the highest point in the sky with one step.
The Folded Plum Blossom formed by the sword wills appeared in the sky again.
Fang Jingtian had returned to Xilai Peak.
Looking at the dozens of sword lights remaining in the sky, Nan Wang curled his lips and turned to Zhao Layue, asking, "Is it worth it? For such a man? "
Zhuo Rusui thought that he was the first one to strike … but he didn't know that Zhao Layue was determined to prevent Fang Jingtian from becoming the sect master of Aoyama even at the cost of her own life.
Nan Wang was well aware of this, which was why he raised the question.
Zhao Layue said, "He is a man in your eyes, but he is a sword in someone else's eyes, but he is him in my eyes."
Zhuo Rusui was even more confused about what they were talking about, so he said to Nan Wang, "Senior Master Zhao, if you had come out earlier, we wouldn't have been wounded so badly."
"You people want to use me as you wish."
Nan Wang sneered and walked to the cliff's edge with her hands folded behind her back, looking in the direction of Zhaoge City in the distant ocean of clouds.
If Jing Jiu hadn't woken up all of a sudden and reached the Heavenly Arrival State, she wouldn't have wanted to lower her head to him, and it would have taken her decades to reach the Heavenly Arrival State.
Zhao Layue had a general understanding of the cause and effect, but she didn't say anything.
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The strange phenomena occurred when heaven and earth were born. Together with the commotion in the old plum garden, the royal palace, and outside the western city wall, the whole of Zhaoge City was shocked. The people crowded onto the streets, discussing something excitedly while looking at the ocean of clouds that had been separated.
Jing Jiu led Liu Shisui into Zhaoge City, appearing in front of everyone. Seeing that beautiful face, the populace of Zhaoge City guessed his identity. They parted like the tide, making way for him on the street. Their gazes were full of awe and curiosity, and many of them had knelt down and kowtowed to him.
Jing Jiu hadn't been seen in the human world for one hundred years, but the legend was still there.
Following by Jing Jiu's side, Liu Shisui could vaguely guess what was going on, feeling a bit nervous.
The spring rain had washed away the dust in Zhaoge City, and the dark eaves of Taichang Temple had regained some vitality, pointing out the direction more conspicuously.
Walking toward Taichang Temple, it didn't take long for the two of them to arrive at the Jing House.
This place was the forbidden area of Zhaoge City. The populace who followed them here were blocked outside by the formation, so the streets were much quieter now.
Looking at the Buddhist hall on the other side of the street, Jing Jiu said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Sitting in the deep end of the Buddhist hall, Zen Master grabbed the wooden stick in front of him and told the monks to clean it up, saying, "Let's go to White Town as soon as possible. I don't want to see him."
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