After a long while, an awe-inspiring but not indifferent voice rang out in the distance, "What's the matter?"
Bai Zhenren didn't dare lift his head to look at the patch of empty space, even though there was no real figure in that patch of empty space. He said in a low voice, "This young master would like to ask the Great Master to come back."
The voice grew even more ethereal and distant, as if it shouldn't be heard in the human world. "Why?"
Bai Zhenren said, "Lian Sanyue is dead, and Cao Yuan is severely wounded. If the Great Master comes back, you can kill all of them easily and prevent Jingyang from ascending again."
The voice rang out again after a while.
"There are two more fairy books left by me, one primary and one accessory. Who will take them this time?"
The speaker was none other than the last ascendant in Chaotian, the Fairy Lady Bai Ren.
It was unclear what secret method the Zhongzhou School had employed to communicate with the fairy ladies in the upper world.
What was even more puzzling was that the Fairy Lady Bai Ren seemed to be not far from Chaotian, which was why she could respond to the call of the Zhongzhou School so quickly.
The Fairy Lady Bai Ren had left three primary and three accessory fairy books for the Zhongzhou School. Under extreme circumstances, she could indeed send a piece of fairy awareness back to Chaotian; but it was a difficult task, requiring a suitable fairy body to take it.
Last time when a piece of the fairy awareness of the Fairy Lady Bai Ren came to Chaotian, Bai Zao had spent many years tempering the fairy book, and he had to pay the price of having his soul and spirit dispersed.
Bai Zao was still asleep at the moment, and Shui Yue Nunnery and the Aoyama Sect were keeping an eye on the Three-Thousand Nunnery. Moreover, she had a great deal of fairy energy in her body. If Bai Ren came to Chaotian again, she would disintegrate immediately and even destroy the whole of Dayuan City.
Bai Zhenren was the most suitable candidate, but she wasn't willing to pay such a price. "Please … come back in person," she said calmly.
The voice remained silent for a long time. When it rang out again, it sounded exceedingly desolate.
"Do you know what your request means?"
If the fairy lady returned to Chaotian after successfully ascending, it would be almost impossible for her to ascend again.
"Our ancestor cared for the common people and could not bear to leave. Since that was the case, what was the difference between guarding outside and guarding inside?"
Bai Zhenren said calmly, "Back then, the Banished Immortal of the Fallen Immortal Island returned because he was afraid of the unknown. If you return, it will be to protect this continent and the human race. If you don't return this time, no one will be able to suppress Aoyama Sect anymore. Those sword cultivators will definitely plunder the Qi of Heaven and Earth for their own use. They might even mobilize the evil sects to take over Kunlun Sect's spiritual veins … If Jing Jiu really ascends with the Qi of Heaven and Earth, what will happen to this world? "
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That spring rain happened more than a hundred years ago, and Enlightened Master Liu Ci had left this world for a very long time.
According to the edict he left behind, Jing Jiu took over as the Sect Leader of Aoyama. However, no one expected that Fang Jingtian would suddenly reach the Heavens during the Sect Leader Ceremony. Apiao floated up from the stone steps …
He was forced out of Aoyama by Taiping Zhenren.
More than a hundred years later, he reached the Heavens in Zhaoge City and forced Fang Jingtian back to the hermit peaks. The Sect Leader Ceremony that had been postponed for a long time was about to begin again.
The Aoyama Sect was undoubtedly the leader of the Cultivation world, so this Sect Leader Ceremony was naturally the most important event. All the Cultivation sects would send their guests to congratulate the Sect Leader Ceremony.
Unexpectedly, but it was also reasonable that the first person to arrive in Aoyama was Liu Shisui.
He arrived too early, and the preparations for the Sect Leader Ceremony were far from complete.
However, Aoyama didn't really treat him as a guest because of his relationship with Jing Jiu.
Liu Shisui went to Tianguang Peak and met Guo Nanshan, Gu Han, Zhuo Rusui and others, talking about what had happened over the years.
Guo Nanshan and others welcomed his arrival, but they felt it strange, wondering why he came to Tianguang Peak. Shouldn't he go to Shenmo Peak to visit the Immortal Sect Master first?
It wasn't until they saw Liu Shisui off the peak and saw Liu Shisui cut some old bamboos in front of the manor cave where Elder Bai Rujing used to live, that they understood Liu Shisui's intention. They couldn't help but laugh and shake their heads speechlessly.
Zhuo Rusui led him to Shenmo Peak by riding the sword.
When they arrived at the peak top, Liu Shisui took over Gu Qing's work after bowing to Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue, and started boiling the tea.
After drinking the tea and chatting with each other, Liu Shisui started cutting the bamboos and repairing the broken bamboo chair.
He was an important figure in Yimaozhai now, so he started doing these chores as soon as he returned to Aoyama. It would be ridiculous in the eyes of others, but he did it so naturally.
Even though Zhuo Rusui had spent a long time in the Royal Palace of the Chu Kingdom in the Illusionary Realm of the Green Sky Mirror, he still wasn't used to doing such chores. He came before Gu Qing and said something in a low voice, which seemed to have something to do with hotpot.
The bamboo chair needed to be repaired, so it was impossible for him to lie on it. Jing Jiu walked to the edge of the cliff and sat down, his feet a few feet away from the ocean of clouds. He closed his eyes, bathing in the sunlight of early spring, as if he were on the verge of falling asleep.
It was unclear when Ada had returned to Shenmo Peak. He climbed onto Jing Jiu's … shoulder without anyone noticing. He crouched there with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.
Zhao Layue stood on the other side of the cliff with her hands folded behind her back; it was unclear what she was thinking.
Yuan Qu was preparing for the Grand Ceremony of the Sect Master in the Daoist Hall.
Ping Yong-Ka and Apiao hadn't met Liu Shisui many times, so they were quite curious about this rumored Big Brother. They squatted by his side and asked him about the events in the past.
Liu Shisui answered their questions with a smile as he repaired the bamboo chair.
All the guests had arrived that day.
The spring sun shone on Shenmo Peak, making it feel warm.
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Such a warm day was most suitable for eating hotpot.
Just like those cold days, those happy days, and those sad days.
All kinds of delicious and delicious ingredients were placed on the table. The Yin and Yang faced each other in the hotpot, with steam rising.
Zhao Layue sat upright on the seat of honor, with her long chopsticks placed in front of her eyes in Silence. Her eyes were calm and tranquil, without any intention of competing.
Zhuo Rusui, Yuan Qu, Ping Yong-Ka, and Apiao looked serious, as if they were tigers about to pounce.
Gu Qing brought a bowl of clear soup to the edge of the cliff.
Jing Jiu lay on the newly repaired bamboo chair, turned twice, and grunted with satisfaction. He took the hot soup and drank it in one gulp, feeling even more satisfied.
Liu Shisui wasn't by the table. He was cutting the meat and cleaning the vegetables with a small sword.
It was indeed the second sharpest famous sword in the world. He didn't need to use the secret method of the Bloody Demon Church to defrost the deep-frozen beef and mutton, and he could easily cut them into thin slices, cubes, or granules, and put them into the soup to taste different delicacies.
The beef tripes of various colors were cut into different flowers, and the vegetables were arranged into a big pot of flowers, blooming around the hotpot.
Zhao Layue lifted the chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat and put it into her mouth, grunting with satisfaction.
The chopsticks fell like the wind or the rain, but more like a sword.
A few sword lights flashed by, and the meat in the pot was gone instantly.
"Shiyue Peak has sent a lot of meat here; there's no need to be in such a hurry."
Liu Shisui walked over with a large plate of freshly cut meat in his hands. Looking at the empty hotpot, he couldn't help but smile, his expression full of affection.
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