As Jing Jiu woke up, heaven and earth seemed to have woken up together with him.
Something like this had happened a few times, but it was a bit special this time.
Those people in the upper levels of Chaotian were fully aware that this would be the last time he would sleep and wake up.
He would either die under Jian Xilai's sword or leave this place.
A spiritual awareness came out from the deep end of the snowland. It swept over White Town, the manors and the campsites like a ray of light, and then disappeared in the small temple in front of the red mountain.
"Why are you so happy that he is alive?"
After making sure that the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom was no longer watching him, Zen Master crawled out from under the table while mumbling.
He stepped over the high doorsill and looked in the direction of Dayuan City in the south, but he didn't realize that his own face was full of gratification.
The news that Jing Jiu had woken up had also reached the Underworld. It was not delivered by a human being, but by the lava that had spread out like sparks.
Standing at the exit of the lava, Cao Yuan looked like a large Buddha carrying the sky when seen from a distance.
Having sensed what had happened at the Three-Thousand Nunnery, Cao Yuan turned his head in the direction of the human world and met Bu Qiuxiao's gaze, letting loose a faint smile.
Apiao had no idea what these two important figures who were helping her save the Underworld were doing.
She had been in a daze for a long time while looking at the colorless tree in the Royal Palace.
All of a sudden, a leaf on the tree turned into a striking green color in the Underworld. She guessed what had happened, yelling excitedly.
The Royal Palace of Zhaoge City was full of green trees. In the middle of summer, the green trees provided the nobles in the palace with the cool shade, but they didn't give them a pleasant surprise.
Many wild flowers had suddenly sprouted on a section of the city wall and in the field outside the city.
Hearing the report of the official of the Pure Heaven Bureau, Gu Qing put down the pen in his hand and lifted his head to look at the red wall outside the window.
A large "Zen" character was written on the red wall.
Along with the erosion of wind and rain, the layer of the wall peeled off slightly.
The wind blew over this morning, making a piece of the wall tilt up. It happened to be on the top right of the "Zen" character, pointing to the sky at an angle, as if it would fly up in the air.
Gu Qing took a deep and slow breath. Finally, he felt relieved. He walked out of the hall and kowtowed a few times in the direction of Dayuan City with an extremely earnest expression on his face.
Everyone knew that he was a person who was extremely cautious and filial to his teachers, but how could he be this agitated? It even made people feel a little uncomfortable.
"If anyone were to see this, they would think that you are putting on an act."
Empress Hu walked over with a plate of green grapes. She carefully peeled one and fed it to him with a mocking smile on her face.
She had been in the palace for hundreds of years and was the most honorable Empress Dowager. But she still looked like a young girl, innocent and lovely.
Gu Qing looked at her and smiled. "Let's go."
Empress Hu's fingers tightened and a green grape was crushed. She stared at him with wide eyes and asked in a trembling voice, "What did you say?"
The four words were simple, but they were filled with complicated emotions, from bewilderment in the beginning to surprise in the middle to uneasiness in the end.
Gu Qing said, "Jing Yao is on his way to Dayuan City. All of Chaotian will keep an eye on that place. This is the best opportunity for us to leave."
"But … but the Immortal has just woken up, and the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean is there … How can we leave now? Aren't you worried?" Empress Hu asked in a trembling voice.
Gu Qing reached out his hand and rubbed her head. He looked at her as if he were looking at an ignorant child, saying, "It's impossible for my Master to lose."
Empress Hu exclaimed in surprise, "He is the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean!"
"So?" Gu Qing pressed.
After some thought, Empress Hu suddenly put the plate of green grapes in her hand into Gu Qing's chest, and turned around to enter the palace. As she came out, she had changed into the dress of a palace servant girl, but she didn't feel out of place.
"Let's go."
She lifted up her small face and looked at Gu Qing, full of pride and courage.
Gu Qing let out a smile and headed toward the outside of the palace while holding her hand.
Both the Great Formation of Zhaoge City and the formation of the royal palace were in the hands of Gu Qing.
Jing Jiu left the royal palace with the plate of green grapes and the Royal Dowager's hand, and hadn't come back since.
Nobody knew what had happened. It wasn't until the twilight filled the sky and the palace servant girls came to the palace hall with the favorite pastries of the Royal Dowager, but they couldn't find the Royal Dowager no matter how hard they tried. They started to panic.
In the next moment, someone found that the Governor of the State was nowhere to be found.
It was deathly quiet in the royal palace.
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Even though Jing Yao had been the emperor for one hundred years, he didn't forget the instruction of his Master. He didn't stay in the royal palace of Zhaoge City all year round, and he traveled by riding his sword instead of the flying carriage.
Of course, his flying sword was surrounded by the guards of the royal family and the disciples of the Aoyama Sect.
Jing Yao's Cultivation state was close to the Broken Sea State. The Chaotic Wind felt a slight sting on his face, but he didn't lower his flying altitude. It was because his Master had told him that a Cultivation practitioner had to endure it, and the more the better.
He was in a good mood, not because the vast rivers and mountains under his feet belonged to him, but because he had just learned that his granduncle had woken up.
It was then that he received another piece of news.
The First Child Sword hovered in the sky, looking so clean and bright that it looked like a water mark.
The white-haired Sir Niu retreated to the rear slowly with his body hunched.
Nobody dared get close to Jing Yao.
The Emperor looked so lonely at the moment.
The Chaotic Wind whistled, but it gave people a feeling of deathly stillness.
Jing Yao lifted his head and looked at the place called the Empty Realm in the sky, remaining silent. Only the quivering sleeves of his royal robe indicated how angry he was at the moment.
After a long while, he had finally calmed down. He turned his head to look at Zhaoge City, where he had come from, and waved his hand tiredly, saying, "This emperor understands."
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It was true that Jing Yao had learned of it.
The eunuchs and the servant girls in the royal palace had learned of it.
The chancellors, Yimaozhai, and the whole of Chaotian would soon learn of it.
In fact, many of them had learned of it a long time ago, including Jing Yao himself.
The affair between the Royal Dowager and the Governor of the State that had lasted for decades couldn't be concealed from the world. Yet, some people didn't dare say it, and some didn't want to ask.
Many people had learned of the identity of Ping Yong-Ka.
When the sword light pursued Bai Zhenren in the human world and the Underworld, Guangyuan Zhenren, Nan Wang, Zhao Layue and the others guarding around the Sword Peak knew who he was.
Nobody dared ask about it.
If the spiritual soul of the Immortal Jingyang was attached to the All in One Sword, where was the sword spirit of the All in One Sword?
Even Zhao Layue thought it was a heartless story and that Ping Yong-Ka was qualified to seek revenge. It wasn't until that day that Ping Yong-Ka vaguely recalled some scenes. He left Aoyama bravely and came to the Three-Thousand Nunnery. After he expressed his confusion, he heard the voice of Jing Jiu, "What are you thinking about?" (Manually added TM)
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Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui didn't think of anything.
At least, when they came back from Aoyama overnight and saw Jing Jiu, they didn't think that he might have broken up the sword spirit of the All in One Sword after his failure in ascension, so that he could use the All in One Sword to reincarnate. All they thought of was the corpse covered with wounds on the stone bed and what Nan Wang had said.
In front of everyone, Zhao Layue directly walked to Jing Jiu, opened her arms and hugged him, and buried her head in his chest.
Everyone here included Liu Shisui who was distressed, Yuan Qu who was at a loss, Zhuo Rusui who was watching the show with his eyebrows raised, Guangyuan Zhenren who was speechless, Nan Wang who looked as cold as frost, Qing 'er who covered her face with her hands, Ping Yong-Ka who felt something, and Ada who was about to be squeezed to death.
Every New Year, Zhao Layue would salute to Jing Jiu as a disciple and hug him. But that was only when they were alone, and no one had ever seen it.
Jing Jiu didn't know what had happened, and he didn't understand why she and Liu Shisui looked at him with sympathy. He reached out to touch Zhao Layue's head, and then fell on Liu Shisui's head to stop him from coming over. He held Ada in his arms, and finally looked at Nan Wang and asked, "Did you burn it?"
In that manor cave, Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui would definitely hesitate before making the final choice, but Nan Wang didn't.
"Yes, I burned it. What do you think?"
"It seems that I didn't miscalculate. You really hate me. Even if I die, you will burn my bones and scatter my ashes."
If this was a joke, it was not funny at all.
If this was not a joke, it was not even human.
Nan Wang snorted once and left the Three-Thousand Nunnery without turning his head back.
It was then that Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui noticed that the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean was nowhere to be found, and … Ping Yong-Ka was here. They were startled.
"You can ask me later," said Jing Jiu. "I need to get ready."
Hearing this, the crowd was startled. In the past one hundred years, Jing Jiu had always fought whenever he wanted to, whether it was in the Cultivation tournament of the Plum Meeting, the sparks in the sky with Zhuo Rusui on the Cloud-Dream Mountain, or the fights with Taiping Zhenren and Bai Zhenren. He had never prepared for a fight before.
Was the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean really that powerful? Or had Jing Jiu's mentality changed?
Ping Yong-Ka asked nervously, "What should I prepare then?"
Jing Jiu would turn into that sword light and travel freely in heaven and earth only when he was controlled by Liu Ci or Jing Jiu.
"I'll do it by myself this time," said Jing Jiu.
Hearing this, the crowd felt surprised, thinking that Jing Jiu hadn't been in the Heavenly Arrival State for many days after he woke up in Zhaoge City, so his Cultivation state was definitely lower than his opponent's. In Aoyama, Jing Jiu could rely on the Sword Formation of Aoyama to fight against Taiping Zhenren and the Fairy Lady Bai Ren. Now that the Sword Formation of Aoyama was gone, how could Jing Jiu be a match for the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean?
"Congratulations," Qing 'er suddenly said.
Zhao Layue and the others had vaguely understood something, but they couldn't be sure. … …
The corpse in the manor cave had turned into ashes.
The person in the Three-Thousand Nunnery opened his eyes.
From now on, there was no Immortal Jingyang in the world, only Jing Jiu.
What did this mean?
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Jing Jiu's preparation was simple.
He lay on the bamboo chair for two days, falling asleep amidst the fragrance of the lotus flowers and the croaking of the frogs.
The wooden door was pushed open, and the middle-aged man walked in. He wore a gray cloth, and his face was expressionless, looking like a stone statue.
Jing Jiu opened his eyes and asked, "Have you prepared for the funeral?"
Jian Xilai uttered "hmm".
The lotus flowers were suddenly disturbed, the surface of the lake rippled, and the violent wind whipped up.
Two sword lights shot up into the sky, tearing apart the ocean of clouds and heading toward the horizon.
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A sword boat that exuded an ancient aura and could also be said to be exceptionally old was flying in the dark blue sky.
A large patch of clouds blocked the view on the ground ahead. However, the outline of Dayuan City could be vaguely seen after passing through some gaps in the clouds.
"This sword boat hasn't been used for more than one hundred years. Its speed is too slow, and it took so many days to get here. If it were the sword boat of the Aoyama Sect, it would have arrived seven days ago! Sect Master, don't forget to invite the Cultivation friends of the Aoyama Sect from Shiyue Peak to help repair the boat after the Opening Ceremony. We have seen Dayuan City, but why haven't we seen the Three-Thousand Nunnery? Is it possible that the Cultivation friends of the Aoyama Sect have set up a great formation? "a white-haired old man murmured incessantly, seeming to be very naggy.
This old man was Sun Changxiu, the Young Brother of Pei Baifa, and the most experienced senior member of the No-Mercy Sect.
The young sect master felt dizzy after being murmured all the way here, but he had no choice but to listen to the old man obediently.
Elder Sun said excitedly, "Our sect has been sealed off for one hundred years, and I'm afraid that the Cultivation world has forgotten about us a long time ago. We have to do something significant when we reappear, and the most significant event is happening in Dayuan City. Heaven and earth don't favor the mortals, but Aoyama has done a great favor for our sect. If you can drive Jian Xilai out of the Three-Thousand Nunnery, you will definitely shock the whole world with your sword! "
The No-Mercy Sect hadn't announced the opening of their mountain to the world, not even to the Aoyama Sect, because they wanted to give the other party and the entire orthodox Cultivation circle a surprise.
Hearing the words "shock the whole world with your sword", the young sect master was startled.
"Didn't you say that Bu Qiuxiao and Zen Master couldn't defeat that person? How could I do it? "
"Who in Chaotian can kill Emperor Xiao with one sword? Sect Master, please be more confident, "said Elder Sun." Even if you are not a match for that lowly Jian Xilai, how many years has he cultivated for? How many years have you cultivated for? You only need to withstand a few more sword strikes to shock the whole world. "
He was quite confident that as long as the sect master could demonstrate his sword work, those so-called geniuses … Zhao Layue, Liu Shisui, Zhuo Rusui, and Tong Yan would be nothing to him.
All of a sudden, two bright sword lights illuminated the sky.
The two sword lights seemed to be a few miles wide, like two ribbons, or like two large rivers stretching across heaven and earth.
The ocean of clouds suddenly split open, revealing two straight empty areas. Even the air had disappeared, to say nothing of the fog and dust.
Who was the owner of such a powerful sword light? And how could two sword lights appear at the same time?
Elder Sun and Pei Zong came here on the old boat, and they hadn't contacted the ground along the way. As such, they had no idea that that person had woken up. However, seeing the two formidable sword lights, it was impossible for them not to guess who it was.
The two sword lights arrived after breaking through heaven and earth. The sword wills had arrived before they could touch the old boat of the No-Mercy Sect.
Along with innumerable cracking sounds, countless cracks appeared on the old boat. The formations and the crystal furnace were all cut into pieces and started to disintegrate.
Looking at the pale world illuminated by the two sword lights, Elder Sun's eyes were full of terror. He was fully aware that he would die along with this old boat in the next moment.
It was then that a figure appeared in front of him, blocking the dazzling sword lights.
It was that young sect master.
He held the sheath of his sword with his left hand and the hilt of his sword with his right.
The two sword lights were so powerful that he trembled all over in fear.
Yet, for some reason, his hands were very steady.
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