More than one hundred years ago, a spring rain fell in Chaotian.
The Inherited Heaven Sword returned to Aoyama and was inserted into the stone monument, bringing back the Will of Liu Ci.
As the important figures of the Aoyama Sect were arguing, a gust of wind suddenly blew over the peak top, ruffling a white cloth.
Under countless gazes, Jing Jiu walked to the front of the stone monument and stood on the shell of the Round Turtle. He took down the sheath of the Inherited Heaven Sword and walked to the chair, turning around and sitting down. "Let me do it," he said to the others.
More than one hundred years later, on the top of Tianguang Peak in the same place, someone came to the front of the chair and said something similar, "Let me do it."
That person was Liu Shisui.
It was deathly quiet on the top of Tianguang Peak.
The people were shocked speechless.
Guangyuan Zhenren and Nan Wang turned pale, because they had vaguely guessed a possibility.
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"Oh, that's why."
Looking at the Inherited Heaven Sword in his hand, Jing Jiu suddenly asked, "How many years have you known me?"
This was a simple question, but Liu Shisui was taken aback. "One hundred and forty-nine years?" he asked uncertainly.
The gust of wind blew over the hut again.
Jing Jiu lifted his head and looked at Jing Jiu in Silence, saying nothing.
The expression in Liu Shisui's eyes changed slightly, becoming much colder. "It's indeed one hundred and forty-nine years since Cloudy Town," he said.
"You know that's not what I'm asking about," said Jing Jiu.
A struggling expression showed in Liu Shisui's eyes, as he said, "It's one hundred and forty-nine years."
In the next moment, he suddenly took out a fan and fanned himself in the gentle wind on the top of Tianguang Peak, as if it were extremely hot.
"It's one hundred and forty-nine years."
"It's true."
"But it's about leaving Aoyama."
"No."
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The quarrels broke out along with the fanning.
People looked at the scene in the hut, stunned and speechless.
No one was arguing with Liu Shisui. He was arguing with himself, and the most puzzling thing was, weren't they all talking about 149 years?
Suddenly, all the sounds of arguing disappeared.
Liu Shisui looked at Jing Jiu and asked, "There are 50 Great Daos, 49 Heavenly Evolutions, and Man Escapes?"
Jing Jiu said, "Yes, one hundred and forty-nine years ago, you left the Sword Jail, and I met him."
The look in Liu Shisui's eyes became somewhat strange. "I don't believe you can calculate everything."
Jing Jiu said, "I didn't predict it, but it just happened."
Back then, he failed to ascend.
At the same time, that person left the Sword Prison.
He crossed the underground river and went to the small village. There, he saw a ten-year-old child.
That man was tied up by Zhao Layue's sword rope in a restaurant in Cloudy Town and escaped by faking his death.
This was the beginning of the story.
It had been exactly 149 years since then.
There are 50 Great Daos, 49 Heavenly Evolutions, and Man Escapes.
Jing Jiu looked at him and said calmly, "With the Great Daos before you, what you're doing is very boring."
Staring into his eyes, Liu Shisui said, "I'm just taking back what belongs to me. How is it boring?"
Jing Jiu looked back at him in Silence and said, "It's mine."
Liu Shisui asked, "If it's really yours, why haven't you taken it back yet?"
Jing Jiu was holding the Inherited Heaven Sword in his right hand. He should be able to take it back at any time, but the situation was a bit weird.
The sheath of the Inherited Heaven Sword quivered slightly, giving off a buzzing sound. The sunlight falling on it was shattered into snowflakes, as if the sheath didn't know where to go.
The sword came out of Aoyama, and the people here knew best what a sword was.
It wasn't that the sword was yours when you held it in your hand.
The control over the sword had never been like this.
The ownership of the sword had never been calculated in this way.
Jing Jiu looked at him and said earnestly, "This sword was given to me by Liu Ci."
"Liu Ci gave the Inherited Heaven Sword to you, but it doesn't mean it's yours."
Liu Shisui continued expressionlessly, "It's because I didn't give it to him back then. So this sword is still mine."
Guangyuan Zhenren and Nan Wang looked at Liu Shisui with a weird expression on their faces. "Master?" they asked uncertainly.
Liu Shisui smiled.
His face was still dark.
His expression was still as sincere as ever.
But when he smiled, he seemed to have turned into another person.
Taiping Zhenren.
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The silence on the peak top was broken. People were so shocked that they cried out.
"Taiping Zhenren!"
"He's the Demon Taiping!"
It was true that the Immortal Taiping was the only one who could say this.
He didn't pass the Inherited Heaven Sword to Liu Ci.
But Jingyang, Liu Ci, and Yuan Qijing locked him up in the Sword Jail.
There was no trial, no inheritance, just a sneak attack.
From the perspective of the Orthodoxy of Aoyama, the Inherited Heaven Sword was still his.
A blood-red sword light illuminated the top of Tianguang Peak.
Yet, nobody understood why the person who was supposed to be Liu Shisui had turned into the Immortal Taiping. Was this the rumored possession or the control of the spiritual soul?
Zhao Layue didn't think about it. She stood up.
The Thoughtless Sword was aimed at the center of Taiping Zhenren's eyebrows along with her line of sight.
Many years ago, in a restaurant in Cloudy Town, she tied him up with the Thoughtless Sword. Then a flying sword came from the window and pierced through his eyebrows.
She didn't know how high his Cultivation state was after his total transformation. She didn't even know how to kill him. She could only prepare according to her experience.
The Sword of the Universe appeared on the peak, ready to fall down at any time.
The crooked, gray sword was hiding behind the Sword of the Universe.
Zhuo Rusui stood behind Yuan Qu. He reached out his right hand and aimed at the back of Taiping Zhenren, his face full of excitement.
The disciples of Shenmo Peak started to prepare for the fight without any hesitation. The rest of the disciples of Aoyama were in a state of shock and confusion.
At this moment, a few elders of Aoyama rushed out from the crowd. They knelt down and saluted to Taiping Zhenren. They shouted in surprise, "Sect Leader! You're back! "
Elder Mo Chi was excited. He was about to go out and salute. Suddenly, he recalled what had happened in the past hundreds of years. He stopped slowly and let out a painful sigh.
Following that, more and more shouts rang out.
Some were shouting "Sect Leader", some were shouting "Master", some were shouting "Grandmaster" …
No matter how many years Taiping Zhenren had been locked in the Sword Jail, no matter how many people in the cultivation world said he was a wicked devil, he was still the master, the grandmaster, and the Sect Leader for some people in Aoyama Sect …
But why did the grandmaster come back?
Was he going to fight for the position of Sect Leader?
Who should we support?
At this moment, Jing Jiu did something that no one expected – he loosened his right hand that was holding the scabbard of the Inherited Heaven Sword.
Loosening the scabbard didn't mean he was letting it go.
He couldn't put the scabbard back because it was under the control of Taiping Zhenren.
At this moment, it didn't matter if he was holding the scabbard or not.
The scabbard didn't fall to the ground. It hovered between him and Taiping Zhenren in Silence, vibrating slightly and buzzing like a wild bee.
Jing Jiu stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff.
The scabbard of the Inherited Heaven Sword moved with him.
Taiping Zhenren also walked to the edge of the cliff. They were several feet away from each other, and they didn't look at each other.
The scabbard of the Inherited Heaven Sword was still between them.
Guangyuan Zhenren and Nan Wang looked at each other, knowing that their master and uncle should have similar control over the scabbard of the Inherited Heaven Sword.
Zhao Layue could see more things. She knew that Jing Jiu didn't want them to get involved because their states were too low, or because of some other reason.
For example, if they attacked now, they might not be able to kill Taiping Zhenren, but they might hurt Liu Shisui, who was possessed by him.
She was the one who understood Jing Jiu the most, as well as the relationship between him and Liu Shisui.
Taiping Zhenren obviously knew this as well, which was why he took the risk to go to the Thousand Miles Wind Corridor and paid a great price to create this situation.
How could Jing Jiu solve this situation?
He looked up at a place in the sea of clouds.
There was a small sedan with green curtains there.
The green curtains were tousled by the gentle wind, and the figure of Shui Yue Nunnery could be vaguely seen.
Shui Yue Nunnery understood Jing Jiu's intention without the need for him to speak.
The green curtains moved again.
A pink peach blossom bloomed in the space between the curtains.
Shui Yue Nunnery arrived by stepping on the clouds.
It wasn't until now that many Cultivation practitioners knew what Shui Yue Nunnery looked like.
She looked like an ordinary young woman, wearing a plain skirt. Her eyes were exceedingly bright, resembling Lian Sanyue to some extent.
Though she looked ordinary, she was in fact one of the most powerful swordsmen in Chaotian.
A dozen holes suddenly appeared in the sea of clouds, which were the footprints left by her.
In the blink of an eye, she had arrived on the top of Tianguang Peak. With an unimaginably powerful energy, she flipped her palm and slapped toward Taiping Zhenren's chest.
At the moment, Jing Jiu and Taiping Zhenren were fighting for the Inherited Heaven Sword on the top of Tianguang Peak. The only people who could stop her were Guangyuan Zhenren and Nan Wang.
Guangyuan Zhenren and Nan Wang eyed each other, but didn't move.
Pah!!!
Shui Yue Nunnery's palm landed on Taiping Zhenren's chest.
The palm seemed to be able to destroy the mountains and overturn the seas, but it was as gentle as a gust of gentle wind when it landed.
It was because her intention was not to kill Liu Shisui, but to force Taiping Zhenren out of Liu Shisui's body.
Jing Jiu didn't ask Zhao Layue and the others to do the deed. He came to the edge of the cliff and glanced at the small green curtain sedan; this was his intention.
Lian Sanyue could force the Fairy Lady Bai Ren out of Bai Zao's body back in Zhaoge City; it was natural that Shui Yue Nunnery could do the same. No matter how powerful Taiping's spiritual soul was, it was impossible for it to be more powerful than Bai Ren's.
Yet, something unexpected happened.
Taiping Zhenren's body swayed a little, and a trickle of blood came out from the corners of his mouth; but nothing else happened.
A rainbow illuminated the top of Tianguang Peak.
Shui Yue Nunnery grunted softly and returned to the small green curtain sedan after turning into a green light. He was wounded a little bit.
The surprised screams broke out around Tianguang Peak. The crowd looked at Taiping Zhenren with a fearful expression in their eyes.
They didn't know what the intention of Shui Yue Nunnery's palm strike was; but they saw him contend with Jing Jiu for the Inherited Heaven Sword, and he was able to resist Shui Yue Nunnery's palm strike head-on, exchanging a wound for a wound. They all thought that this was a formidable Cultivation state.
Taiping Zhenren put away the City-Guard Pen and said nonchalantly to Jing Jiu, "I told you many years ago that one can't step into the same river. You have used the same method in Zhaoge City. Do you want to use it on me again?"
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