"This Senior Master Liu is really a weirdo. Not only did he come to the peak to enjoy the scenery, but he even asked for the Peak Master's favorite pear wine. He doesn't consider himself an outsider at all."
Looking at the pavilion on the Autumn Platform, a young girl of Qingrong Peak said with furrowed brows, "He dares stare at the Peak Master at this moment. Isn't he afraid that the Peak Master will kill him?"
The elder said, "Don't talk nonsense. Show some respect. You should know that he is the favorite disciple of the Immortal Sect Master."
The young girl asked incredulously, "Isn't the favorite disciple of the Great Grandmaster of Jingyang the Master of Shenmo Peak?"
The elder said, "Nobody knows whether Young Brother Liu or the Master of Shenmo Peak has a higher Cultivation state, but he must be the most trusted person of the Immortal Sect Master."
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After finishing the jar of pear wine, Liu Shisui left Qingrong Peak and went to Yunxing Peak.
The sword wills on Yunxing Peak were so strong that nobody could cultivate and live on it for a long time, except for the top figures like Zhao Layue. As such, the elders and disciples lived at the foot of the peak.
The green smoke could be seen everywhere in the courtyard, and the rumbling of the magic treasures could be heard, which was the sound of repairing the flying swords.
Liu Shisui told his identity and asked to see the peak master of Yunxing.
The former peak master of Yunxing, Jin Sidao, was too ashamed to stay here, but he didn't have the courage to enter the hermit peaks, so he chose to travel outside.
The current peak master of Yunxing was Ping Yong-Ka. He had stayed on Shenmo Peak for a few days, but he was driven here by Gu Qing in the end, even though Zhao Layue had hinted that he could live on Shenmo Peak … Gu Qing used the sect rules as an excuse, and Ping Yong-Ka's Cultivation was different from everybody else's, so he should live here.
A few days ago, Liu Shisui and Ping Yong-Ka were eating hotpot on Shenmo Peak, so it was unclear why he wanted to see him now.
When the elders and disciples heard Liu Shisui's request, they wryly smiled and said that the new Peak Lord didn't say anything after arriving. He directly went up the mountain and didn't come back down.
Hearing this answer, Liu Shisui found it quite interesting. He declined the others' request to accompany him, and walked towards Yunxing Peak alone.
The Yunxing Peak was the Sword Peak. There were only stones and swords on the peak. There were no flowers, plants, trees, streams or beautiful scenery.
As such, unlike when he was on Shenmo Peak and Qingrong Peak, he didn't see any sceneries along the way, and soon disappeared in the clouds.
It didn't take long for him to reach the top of the Sword Peak. The sunlight could finally penetrate the clouds and illuminate the desolate cliff.
A few iron eagles let out a cry that sounded like metal striking stone. They flapped their wings and flew around the cliff.
Liu Shisui walked to the front of the cliff and saw three caves side by side. He sat in the one on the left curiously and touched the surrounding stone walls, thinking that these caves were no different from the monks on the walls of the Guocheng Temple.
He jumped down from the cave and walked to the cave on the right, tilting his head to look at Ping Yong-Ka, who had his eyes closed and seemed to be in a deep sleep.
He stared at Ping Yong-Ka for a long time, but he couldn't find anything. He straightened his body and shook his head, murmuring to himself, "It's indeed a bit odd."
Then, he descended Yunxing Peak, as if he had come here just to take a look at Ping Yong-Ka.
Next, he went to Shiyue Peak and found a desolate medicine garden. He picked an extraordinary Seven-Leaf Lotus from under a rock and put it into his mouth and chewed it raw. Then, he went to a deserted magic pill house that had been abandoned many years ago. He found a bottle of magic pills from under a shelf and swallowed all of them.
Both the desolate medicine garden and the deserted magic pill house were located in remote places on Shiyue Peak, and nobody took care of them. Even the elders and disciples of Shiyue Peak didn't know of their existence. It was unclear how Liu Shisui knew about these two places and could even find the two items in them. What was more puzzling was that the Seven-Leaf Lotus and the magic pills in the bottle should be extremely potent. Didn't he fear that something would go wrong if he swallowed them?
After swallowing the magic pills, Liu Shisui sat quietly in the tripod for a while to digest the power of the magic pills. Then, he jumped down from the window at the back of the magic pill house.
The whistling mountain wind blew in his face, followed by the usual clouds and fog. Pah!!! His feet landed on the ground, but it wasn't the bottom of the peak, but a stone beam hidden in the clouds and fog.
The footprints on the stone beam that looked like bamboo leaves had been wiped away by the mountain wind of more than one hundred years.
Liu Shisui walked to Xilai Peak along the stone beam without alerting anyone. He went to a place at the back of the peak, where he picked up some books and read them for a while.
Then, he went to Liangwang Peak, and headed toward the peak top along the straight mountain path that wound around the cliff.
Seeing the sword lights in the sky and those young and vigorous disciples, a gratified expression showed in his eyes.
After arriving at the peak top, there was nowhere else to go. Gu Han left the manor cave after hearing the news and came to the cliff's edge. Before he could say a word to Jing Jiu, he saw a bright sword light illuminating the sky and shooting toward the distant Shangde Peak.
A disciple of Liangwang Peak asked with an envious and yearning expression, "Is that the Lone Sword?"
Gu Han nodded his head.
A disciple said with some dissatisfaction, "The Immortal Sect Master is so biased. Martial Uncle Liu is now a member of Yimaozhai, and the Lone Sword is a precious treasure of Aoyama. How can he keep it?"
Gu Han glanced at him expressionlessly and said, "If you knew how much he had done for Aoyama, you wouldn't ask such a stupid question."
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The cliffs of Shangde Peak were covered with snow, and even the air was so cold that it felt like swallowing countless small knives when one breathed in.
The cedars rustled, and a light snow fell. Liu Shisui didn't care about the snow on his face and body. He took a deep breath, showing a longing and satisfied expression.
He passed by the residence of the disciples of Shangde Peak silently, and flew to the steep cliffs of the back of the peak, landing on a big stone.
Yuan Qu and Yushan had watched the stars here many years ago.
Liu Shisui didn't know about this. He stood on the stone and looked at the peaks of Aoyama, his expression growing cold, like the wind and snow on Shangde Peak. Then, he turned around and disappeared into the cliffs.
The sunlight shone down from a high place, illuminating the ground.
The Dead Dog crouched under the sunlight in Silence, looking like a black mountain.
The Sword Jail was as quiet as usual.
It seemed that nobody had been here.
The door leading to the hermit peaks had been opened.
Liu Shisui walked among the green hills and low peaks, and stopped in front of a patch of wild flowers in the end.
The patch of wild flowers grew very well, covering the whole mountain and the fields, and even blocking the sky and the sun.
Jing Jiu didn't pick up the bamboo flute among the wild flowers. All he did was look at a spot on the peak in Silence.
Through the sea of flowers, the black soil, and the stony wall, he saw Fang Jingtian, who was sleeping soundly.
Jing Jiu stepped on the flowers and ascended the seemingly still ocean of clouds along with the fragrance of the flowers. He broke through the ocean of clouds and came to the front of the distant stony mountain. There were many caves in the stony mountain, in which were the remains of the predecessors of Aoyama, who had died before they could reach the Heavenly Arrival State. As for those swordsmen in the history of Aoyama who had reached the Heavenly Arrival State but failed to ascend, most of them had turned into the spring rain, the winter snow, or the light specks like Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing.
"If I die, I won't turn into nothingness, and I'll return everything to this world."
Liu Shisui continued, "Just leave me here. If any disciple of Aoyama needs me in the future, he can come and have a bite of me. I'll be of some use to him."
It was unclear why Jing Jiu made such a statement that sounded like his last words.
There was nobody in the hermit peaks, and it was unclear to whom he intended to say his last words.
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