It was an honorific title.
Jing Jiu would only use this title to address those who were older and had a higher status than him.
Such a person didn't exist in Chaotian. He was not referring to the human race.
Looking at the cell at the end of the passageway, Taiping Zhenren said in a low voice, "You want to stop me from destroying the world, but you want to let her out?"
If Jing Jiu intended to use the person in the cell as a helper, he had to dismantle the formation of the Sealing of the Thousand Miles of Ice.
What kind of disaster would that person bring to the human race once she was freed?
Jing Jiu didn't say anything.
Staring at the cell, the expression in Taiping Zhenren's eyes grew graver.
Nobody could break through the Sword Formation of Aoyama and threaten him, but the person in the cell was special.
He had to focus all his attention on that person.
It was then that a white cat slipped out from Jing Jiu's sleeve noiselessly.
The Principal Guard of Aoyama, Liu Ada, hadn't shown up that day. It turned out that he had been hiding in Jing Jiu's sleeve the entire time.
No matter how much wind and rain the Sword Formation of Aoyama stirred up and how the peaks were on the verge of collapsing, Liu Ada refused to show up, as if he intended to hide from the attacks like he had done many times before.
The cat's claws fell down noiselessly like the snow.
Light as a feather.
And like a dandelion dispersing with the wind.
He crawled over the Inherited Heaven Sword slowly.
Taiping Zhenren was still holding the Inherited Heaven Sword in his hand.
Jing Jiu's gaze had been fixed on that spot.
It was then that a few claw marks like the sword lights fell down.
The sword lights were like a waterfall, and the strong wind rose up with a whistling sound. The sword lights landed on the cliff walls on both sides of the passageway, shaking off countless rocks.
Ambassador A had unleashed the most fearless and powerful attack in his long life.
A few deep wounds appeared on the back of Taiping Zhenren's hand and forearm, fresh blood seeping out from them.
A fan was waved in the wind, and the scarlet marks could be vaguely seen on the surface of the fan.
Ada let out a frightened meow.
The cool breeze brought by the fan landed on its body.
Countless white cat fur exploded like dandelions, drifting in all directions with the wind.
The cat's fur kept dancing in the tunnel, vaguely forming the silhouette of a huge white tiger.
The white tiger landed with a roar and opened its bloody mouth!
There was a loud bang.
Ah Da was sent flying into the stone wall and then fell down powerlessly like a pile of mud.
With a shrill and desperate cry, it sprang up again and threw itself at the fan.
Just like a cute kitten chasing fireflies.
Of course, kittens liked to pounce on people.
The cat's claw brought along the sword light and landed on the fan.
With a tearing sound, the fan shattered into pieces and flew up like butterflies, landing on the head of the huge white tiger silhouette.
With a boom, A 'Da was sent flying into the distance. He had lost a lot of his fur and was covered in blood. He looked extremely miserable.
More blood spurted out from the tip of its broken claw and fell on Taiping Zhenren's face and the broken fan.
A few streaks of the cat's blood flowed down from the blackened face. It was a rather eerie scene.
There was a broken piece in the flying fan, with a dark red mark on it; it was unclear whether it was a seal or a drawing.
With a faint sound, the broken piece was set ablaze and turned into smoke. A red bird flew out from it.
The red bird landed on the ground and turned into the red-clothed youngster.
Liu Shisui fell to the ground, unconscious.
The red-clothed youngster was somewhat surprised and said to Jing Jiu, "You knew that the blood of the demonic cat could break the Two-Mind Connection?"
Jing Jiu said, "I also listened to the sutras for many years in the Guocheng Temple."
The red-clothed youngster grabbed the Inherited Heaven Sword again and said to Jing Jiu with a smile, "You've forced me to show my real body, but what can you do?"
…
…
A moment ago, Liu Shisui was Taiping Zhenren, and now the red-clothed youngster was Taiping Zhenren.
His Cultivation state after the total transformation was not lower than Jing Jiu's. Though his spiritual body was not as strong as the sword body, his Inherited Heaven Sword style was better than Jing Jiu's. As a result, the two of them were tied.
Jing Jiu had admitted many times that he hadn't practiced the Inherited Heaven Sword style to the highest level. In his previous life, it was because he didn't want to be the sect master; in this life, it was because he had used the All in One sword body, so he resisted it instinctively.
Ada stood up slowly.
Taiping Zhenren raised his eyebrows and said, "Ada, don't move anymore if you don't want to die."
Ada groaned pitifully and stopped moving obediently, lowering his head to lick the wounds and bloodstains on his body.
He had been hiding in Jing Jiu's sleeve that day, which meant he had been in the Sword Formation of Aoyama the entire time. However, he had been knocked out of the sword formation by Taiping Zhenren, so he couldn't participate in the fight anymore.
The light and shadow of the white tiger in the passageway had gradually dispersed, and the broken pieces of the fan dropped to the ground like dead butterflies. A huge dark figure appeared noiselessly.
The Dead Dog, who had been following this pair of brothers, shook his head at Ada.
Ada revealed an innocent and pitiful expression. He hobbled to the front of the Dead Dog and hid behind his legs. Then he craned his head out gingerly, looking at the pair of brothers.
"It's easier for me to kill you after forcing you to reveal your true body," said Jing Jiu.
"Open the door," said Taiping Zhenren while looking at him in Silence.
The Dead Dog opened the passageway leading to the hermit peaks.
…
…
Liu Shisui, who had fallen to the ground, opened his eyes slowly.
He was in a trance, and his vision was a bit blurry. He could vaguely see a bright passageway up ahead, and a few figures were walking out from it.
In the next moment, he found he had arrived at another place.
It was a room made of stone walls, with a fake window and a magic treasure of a high state … which was displaying the scenes of the snowland and the icy peaks.
Where was this place?
Liu Shisui fixed his gaze on the bamboo chair that was broken but still familiar to him, and then he saw a little girl squatting on the chair.
She should be a little girl. She wrapped herself in a thick embroidered quilt, as if she was afraid of the cold.
Liu Shisui suddenly recalled everything that had happened in the past, including the dinner in the Inn, the expression in the eyes of the youth in red clothing, and the fact that he had woken up forcibly when the Sword Formation of Aoyama was on the verge of collapsing and wrote a few words with the Guard-City Pen …
He felt his body was full of chaotic sword wills and pain, as if all his bones were broken. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
Though he was wounded severely, he was more worried about his Young Master. He stood up with difficulty and was about to leave the room.
"Ah!"
A sound rang out in the quiet room.
The sound was simple and short, but it contained a very complicated meaning.
"This is part of the agreement. If Jingyang releases the Thousand-mile Ice Seal, I will help him once, and at the same time, I will guarantee your survival."
Liu Shisui turned his head around in shock, looking at the little girl sitting on the bamboo chair. He finally saw her snow-white face and her two black, beady eyes.
The Snow Girl's gaze passed through the stone wall and fell on a certain place in the hermit peaks.
Liu Shisui thought, If that's the case, why didn't you help Young Master now since you promised to help him?
The Snow Girl made a sound, which made it clear that according to the agreement between her and Jingyang, it wasn't time for her to help him yet.
She didn't even bother to help in a battle of this level …
Liu Shisui asked in disbelief, "Who … who are you?"
The Snow Girl turned her gaze back to him and made two sounds of interest.
Liu Shisui understood what she meant, but he was even more confused.
"Are you the one who can repair the chair?"
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