The origin of Ping Yong-Ka was questionable.
Those seemingly simple files, devoid of any peculiarities, were as clean as Jing Jiu had been. This was the crux of the problem.
When Jing Jiu first entered Aoyama, the problem was not noticed; but when the Shanghai Peak began to pay attention to it, it was inconvenient for Chi Yan to investigate further, because his status was different now.
He was the youngest on Shenmo Peak and the personal disciple of the Immortal Sect Master, and now he had a prominent position as the peak master of the Sword Peak.
Many disciples of Aoyama were not convinced, and thought Ping Yong-Ka had gotten the position because of the Immortal Sect Master; it was inconceivable for him to sleep on the Sword Peak every day.
To be able to sleep in the Sword Peak that was filled with sharp sword intent for a few years was actually a great ability.
Not to mention that Guangyuan Zhenren, Nan Wang and the others had seen what he had done with their own eyes.
The countless flying swords that made up the Sword Formation of Aoyama listened to his will, and even the sword light that could travel in heaven and earth followed his fingertips.
After the crisis of the world was over and the gap in the ocean was filled up, Ping Yong-Ka fell asleep again.
People thought he was exhausted to the extreme, but Zhao Layue and Qing 'er were aware that he was pretending to be asleep.
Yunxing Peak didn't look like a sword under the twilight, looking like an awkward bonsai. The passage leading to the inside of the peak had been sealed. The more formidable seal came from a pair of indifferent gazes in the distance.
The Dead Dog had been staring at this place the entire time.
Yuan Qu came to the foot of the peak and walked into the deep part of the cloud and fog after a moment of silence.
His identity was special, so the elders and disciples of Yunxing Peak didn't dare stop him, and the Dead Dog chose to ignore him in the distance.
Passing through the steep cliff and the broken stones that had collapsed a few days ago, Jing Jiu came to the highest spot of the Sword Peak and looked at the cliff wall while listening to the cries of the iron eagles in the high sky.
There were three caves in the cliff wall, each of which could fit one person.
There were only three shapeless sword bodies in the Aoyama Sect that day.
Ping Yong-Ka opened his eyes, looked at him and said happily, "Senior Brother, you are here?"
Yuan Qu said, "Since you're pretending to be asleep, pretend more seriously. Why did you wake up?"
Ping Yong-Ka said, "I've thought about it for more than ten days, but I still don't feel at ease. Senior Brother, your sword is most suitable to be used as a sword rope, and your cultivation of the Seven Plum Sword Tactics is excellent. Can I trouble you to lock me up?"
Yuan Qu looked at him as if he was looking at a fool and muttered, "I knew it."
Ping Yong-Ka looked at him expectantly and asked, "Senior Brother, where is your sword?"
Yuan Qu said, "I didn't bring my sword at all. Didn't you see that I walked up?"
Ping Yong-Ka became anxious and said, "Since you know that I need you to do something, how can you not bring your sword?"
Yuan Qu sneered and said, "I know you want to be stupid. How can I, your Senior Brother, let you do whatever you want?"
Ping Yong-Ka said painfully while holding his head, "You have no idea what I'm afraid of."
Yuan Qu took two steps forward and pulled Ping Yong-Ka's hand away. "What are you afraid of then?" he asked while staring into Ping Yong-Ka's eyes.
After a long moment of silence, Ping Yong-Ka said in a low voice, "When I was little, I thought I was a regular disciple with average talent. It was only because I was lucky that my Master and Senior Master Zhao brought me to the Shenmo Peak."
Yuan Qu was well aware of the past, and remarked sentimentally, "You were really ambitious back then."
Ping Yong-Ka lifted his head and said to Jing Jiu innocently, "How could I know what my Master and Senior Master Zhao were thinking about? It wasn't until I slept on the Sword Peak for a few years and cultivated the shapeless sword body that I realized I had a good talent."
Yuan Qu said with a complicated emotion, "It's more than 'good' …"
"Later in Zhaoge City, when those swords flew around me, I began to wonder … I didn't say anything, but it didn't mean that I didn't know it was strange; I'm not an idiot."
Looking at the morning sunlight on the horizon, Ping Yong-Ka continued after a pause, "It wasn't until a few days ago when my Master and Senior Master destroyed the Sword Formation of Aoyama that I felt a strong sense of strangeness, as if I could know what these swords were thinking. Later, my Master … you know … I was both surprised and delighted at the time, thinking that I was a sword devil like my Master … but …"
He pulled back his gaze and looked at Yuan Qu, saying pitifully, "Big Brother, I'm not a sword devil. I think I'm the Wan …"
Yuan Qu reached out his hand as fast as lightning and covered Ping Yong-Ka's mouth. "Don't say it," he said while looking around cautiously.
Ping Yong-Ka nodded repeatedly. After Yuan Qu pulled back his hand, Ping Yong-Ka said in a low voice, "I know what my Master is thinking, and I can even ask my Master to go somewhere. It seems that I have a certain connection with him. I'm really scared …"
Yuan Qu asked while staring into Ping Yong-Ka's eyes, "What's the situation with my Master?"
Ping Yong-Ka said after thinking for a while, "I don't know how to describe it, but it seems that he won't wake up."
Yuan Qu patted his head and exclaimed, "What are you talking about?"
Ping Yong-Ka said indignantly, "But it's true. That's why I'm scared."
Yuan Qu took a deep breath and asked slowly while looking at his Young Brother's ordinary face under the morning sunlight, "What are you afraid of?"
Ping Yong-Ka said with his head lowered, "I'm afraid … I'll occupy my Master's body."
Thinking of something, Ping Yong-Ka hurriedly raised his head and said while waving his hands, "I'm not saying that I have such a rebellious idea. I'm just afraid that if I get too close to my Master, the connection will suck me in …"
"How is this idea rebellious?"
A gray flying sword landed crookedly on the cliff.
The Swallowing Boat Sword was known for its listless appearance, resembling a fallen leaf. This time, it was severely damaged during the descent of the fairy man, so its movement became even slower.
Like Zhuo Rusui at the moment, his eyelids drooped even more than usual, and he didn't seem to be fully awake.
He walked to the front of Ping Yong-Ka and revealed the shocking fact carelessly, saying, "If you're really the sword spirit of the All in One Sword, that body was originally yours. Since the Immortal Sect Master is dead, you're merely returning the body to its rightful owner if you take it back."
Yuan Qu felt quite helpless, wondering if Zhuo Rusui could say such a thing if he wanted to. He asked Ping Yong-Ka with his eyes, "Why is this guy here?"
"I'm here to ask Big Brother Zhuo for some advice if your sword rope can't restrain me." Ping Yong-Ka rubbed his hands nervously, and a few sword wills drifted out naturally, leaving a few traces on the cliff.
Looking at the traces of sword wills on the cliff, Zhuo Rusui said, "If you're really the sword spirit of the All in One Sword, no sword rope can restrain you."
Yuan Qu felt even more helpless, wondering if Ping Yong-Ka was even more enthusiastic.
"What should we do then? Don't say anything about returning the body to its rightful owner. I'm definitely not going to do that! "
Ping Yong-Ka said with a bitter face, "Otherwise … you guys can kill me."
Zhuo Rusui snapped, "Even Zhao Layue can't do such a bloody and heartless thing, not to mention us."
Ping Yong-Ka lowered his head even more, and murmured in an even lower voice, "I know Senior Master Aunt wants to kill me."
Zhuo Rusui said, "Zhao Layue won't kill you for something you didn't do. She's just observing your weaknesses, making sure that she can kill you as soon as you threaten the Sect Master."
If Ping Yong-Ka had gone to Dayuan City, he would have seen a blood-red sword light, even if the Thoughtless Sword had been broken into two pieces.
This was also the reason why Zhao Layue didn't want to take Jing Jiu back to Aoyama.
All of a sudden, the morning sunlight scattered, as three huge sword boats left the cliff platform by the Stream of Sword Washing, heading northwest.
A sword letter broke through the clouds and arrived before the cliff platform.
"The Sect Master is in Dayuan City," said Yuan Qu, pulling back his line of sight and looking at Ping Yong-Ka, "You should know."
Ping Yong-Ka said nervously, "If Senior Master Aunt doesn't bring my Master back, how can I tell you where he is?"
"You …" Zhuo Rusui pointed at Jing Jiu twice, not knowing what to say. He stepped onto the Swallowing Boat Sword, ready to leave.
Yuan Qu said, "I've left my sword on the Shenmo Peak, and I have something to take with me. Take me there to pack them."
Zhuo Rusui reached out his hand and pulled Jing Jiu onto the sword, drifting away.
Ping Yong-Ka jumped down from the cliff cave and waved his hand at the sword light in the sky, yelling loudly, "I don't dare go there. Don't forget to tell my Master that I miss him very much."
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The three huge sword boats landed outside Dayuan City and expropriated the manors and residences in the mountains, as well as the beautiful lotus pond.
The Imperial court cooperated quickly. The magic army sealed off the mountain overnight, blocking the curious gazes and footsteps of the populace.
In the next moment, more buildings were built on both sides of the stream outside the Three-Thousand Nunnery, similar to the street in Zhaoge City.
Guangyuan Zhenren and Nan Wang were recuperating in their respective courtyards. The elders and disciples of Aoyama surrounded the nunnery hall tightly.
The warm red twilight enshrouded the small bridge and the flowing water, making the lonely grave less desolate.
Sitting by the lake, Zhao Layue held the Thoughtless Sword in her right hand and tempered it slowly. Her line of sight fell on the burning surface of the lake, reflecting on something.
After a long while, she let go of her hands, but the Thoughtless Sword was still in two pieces.
She got up and put the two pieces of the sword back to her waist. She returned to the meditation room through the round window, making sure that Jing Jiu showed no sign of waking up and that Bai Zao behaved the same as he had over the past one hundred years.
She walked out of the meditation room and stepped onto the small bridge. Looking at Jian Xilai sitting in the twilight, she exclaimed with furrowed brows, "Can't you be more particular?"
Jian Xilai was sensing the broadsword wills in the dead body of the Dark Phoenix. Hearing this, he was taken aback, asking, "What's the matter?"
Pointing to the dead body of the Dark Phoenix in his arms, Zhao Layue said, "No matter what, he was the guardian of Aoyama when he was alive. You made him unable to free himself from death and use him to comprehend the sword work … I don't mind, but if the disciples of Aoyama outside the courtyard saw this, do you think they wouldn't go crazy?"
There were many madmen like her among the disciples of Aoyama; otherwise, they wouldn't have such a famous mantra. If they saw the scene on the bridge, they would be so excited that they wouldn't care about the safety of the Immortal Sect Master and would rush into the courtyard.
Even though he was the number one swordsman in the world, how could he stop the entire Aoyama Sect from going crazy?
Jian Xilai thought it was reasonable. He came down from the small bridge while holding the dead body of the Dark Phoenix, passed through the meditation room, and sat by the lake to continue comprehending the sword work.
The scene was eerie and dreadful no matter how one looked at it.
The wooden door of the Three-Thousand Nunnery was suddenly knocked on and then pushed open.
Yuan Qu walked in with an iron kettle and a few teacups in his hands.
Zhuo Rusui followed behind him with a steaming hotpot in his hands, showing a hopeless expression.
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