"But it's not my All in One Sword."
What did he mean by that?
He had just admitted that what Jian Xilai had comprehended and mastered was the true meaning of the All in One Sword left by the founding grandmaster of the Aoyama Sect. Why did he say so now?
It was deathly quiet on the long street and in the sky. It was because the rain had stopped and the clouds were still. The people didn't even dare breathe.
Did it mean that Jing Jiu's sword work had surpassed that of the founding grandmaster of the Aoyama Sect? At least he thought so.
Even though he was a rare genius in the sword work, he was too confident in himself.
The Elder Sun wanted to laugh out reflexively, but he couldn't; it was because his opponent was the Immortal Jingyang and Peng Lang's eyes were full of awe.
Jian Xilai didn't laugh either. He looked at the tens of thousands of raindrops in heaven and earth with narrowed eyes.
The raindrops were moving, changing their angles and directions at a very slow pace; but it was unclear when they would stop.
"The All in One Sword comprehended by the founding grandmaster is simple but not simple. Everybody can think of it, but it's extremely difficult to achieve. Yet, I'm still not satisfied."
Jing Jiu walked back to the ruins of the antique shop.
Countless raindrops were smashed into pieces, but they were still hovering in the air.
"The state of sword work I'm pursuing is not that everything can be used as a sword, but that everything can be used as a sword."
Jing Jiu walked to the front of Jian Xilai and raised his right hand.
Along with his movement, a pair of chopsticks left under a table on the second floor of a restaurant one hundred feet away drifted up and aimed at the street.
The stagnant wind seemed to have found a direction, and so did the threads of clouds in the sky caused by the raindrops.
The raindrops in the sky had stopped. The golden leaves and beans were all aimed at Jian Xilai on the street with their sharpest sides.
Even the broken sword in Peng Lang's hand, the two broken swords in the waist of Zhao Layue and all the other swords in the field didn't move, but they seemed to be on the verge of flying up.
All the objects had a relatively sharp side if they had a shape, which was the sword.
If they had no shape and no existence, they would still have a trajectory, and they would still be swords.
Like what Jian Xilai had done, everything could be used as a sword.
However, the objects in the world didn't become swords at the moment. They were still separate, but they seemed to have become a whole.
The raindrops and the swords, the clouds and the cracks, there was no conflict between the sword intent, it was so harmonious.
Everything in the world was heaven and earth.
All of them were one sword.
You are between heaven and earth.
It was in this sword.
What if he could dodge it?
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Looking at the rain and the swords in the sky, Jian Xilai fell silent for a long time, his face a bit pale.
"This is not a sword," he said seriously as he looked at Jing Jiu.
A Grand Cultivator of this realm would not act shamelessly like a child or Zhuo Rusui. So what did this sentence mean?
"This is a sword formation."
Jian Xilai said, "It's like the Sword Formation of Aoyama, but combined."
Jing Jiu said, "That makes sense."
That night, the Snow Girl led the swords of Aoyama to kill the Fairy Lady Bai Ren. She used the Inherited Heaven Sword Style.
In other words, she turned the swords of Aoyama into a Sword Formation of Aoyama using her extraordinary Cultivation state and unimaginably powerful prowess.
Jing Jiu was doing the same thing at the moment, except that he was using all the objects in the world. The range of this sword formation was unimaginably large.
"What is the name of this sword formation?" Jian Xilai asked sentimentally.
Jing Jiu didn't know how to give names.
Yuan Qu and his sword were the proof.
And he was very lazy.
After some thought, he said, "Let's call it the All in All Sword Formation."
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All the objects in heaven and earth were one sword.
As such, this All in All Sword Formation could contain heaven and earth.
The whole of Chaotian was filled with formidable sword wills.
However, this kind of sword wills was too profound to be sensed by mortals and other living beings.
Zen Master stood up from the doorsill. Sensing the hidden sword wills on the red cliff, he felt his scalp tingle.
In the next moment, he sensed a peculiar phenomenon in the snowland. The accumulated snow that hadn't melted all year round seemed to have generated sword wills.
He looked at the lonely icy peak in the deepest part of the snowland with an inexplicable excitement and anticipation, and he sensed the spiritual awareness of the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom.
The spiritual awareness was still powerful and of the highest state in Chaotian, but it was not as domineering and arrogant as it had been in the past tens of thousands of years. Instead, it showed a hint of alertness and uneasiness.
"I …" Zen Master muttered a curse, and mumbled, "I didn't know you could be scared."
The omnipresent sword wills could be sensed in the Underworld as well.
The large Buddha who was carrying the lava in the sky sensed the sword wills with his eyes closed.
Bu Qiuxiao looked in the direction of Dayuan City above the lava with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth.
After a long while, the large Buddha opened his eyes slowly and announced in a deep and resonant voice like the ringing of a bell.
"The Immortal is leaving."
Apiao, who had the Seal of the King Of The Underworld, still didn't have much majesty. She smiled foolishly at the green leaf growing on the colorless tree every day.
She suddenly sensed the sword wills in the green leaf, and her eyes brightened instantly. She flew toward the sky without hesitation.
The chancellors and swordsmen in the Underworld Palace thought the Emperor was bored and wanted to talk to the Broadsword King in the sky. But when they found the Emperor was flying toward the Heavenly Well, they couldn't help but cry out in alarm, "Your Majesty, you can't!"
Though the Emperor said she was the favorite personal disciple of the Immortal Sect Master of Aoyama, the human race was so insidious and cunning; how could they believe her?
Even if the Immortal Jingyang woke up, how could he protect the Emperor if all the swordsmen of the human race launched an attack together?
Apiao paid no attention to these chancellors and soon disappeared in the Heavenly Well, leaving her crisp and complacent voice echoing in the entire Underworld.
"My Teacher is invincible in the world!"
"No, my Teacher's swordsmanship is the most powerful since ancient times!"
"Who dares to fight against me?"
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It was true that the King Of The Underworld was invited to the human world by Taiping Zhenren and locked in the Fiend Prison in Zhaoge City was because Taiping Zhenren was not powerful enough.
After the Plum Meeting, Taiping Zhenren had become the most outstanding figure in Chaotian, but he was still not invincible in the world.
Only Jing Jiu, who stood in the rainwater that day, could be described as such.
"I don't believe that the Great Grandmaster of Aoyama didn't think of such a scenario, but he still couldn't achieve it. It's because he is also in heaven and earth; why are you different?"
Asked Jian Xilai while looking at Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu said, "The Great Grandmaster regarded the All in One Sword as a tool and a slave; but I'm different. He is my playmate and my student."
Hearing this, Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui thought of the two futons in that manor cave, and glanced at Ping Yong-Ka again.
Jian Xilai had already known the outcome of this duel when the shabby sword boat of the No-Mercy Sect was destroyed by the sword lights.
It was because Jing Jiu still had enough energy to pull back his sword at the time.
Yet, he still wanted to see how Jing Jiu would dismantle his All in One Sword.
Now that he had seen it, he had no choice but to admit defeat.
He had no regrets after witnessing such a swordsmanship and getting an explanation from his opponent.
What he regretted the most was that he had no future.
It was unknown if a youth like him would appear on the Foggy Island many years later.
Or maybe someone like this youth.
Jian Xilai sighed regretfully while looking at Peng Lang.
"Shisui, come here."
Jing Jiu suddenly shouted toward the other side of the street.
The sword wills that had isolated the street from the human world had vanished along with the end of this duel.
Liu Shisui didn't know why his Young Master called him. He ran over hastily while scratching his head.
Jing Jiu said, "His original name is Liu Baogen. He was almost drowned in the underground river when he was young, but he met me."
Jian Xilai of course knew Liu Shisui.
This disciple of Aoyama was the main reason why his Young Brother Xiwang Sun died tragically and the Cloud Platform was destroyed.
He had vaguely guessed what Jing Jiu meant, saying with raised eyebrows, "That's because he's lucky."
"Yes, his greatest talent is his good luck. Of course, it's also because I gave him this talent. It's similar to He Zhan's."
Jing Jiu continued, "He has a good talent, a steady temperament, and a wide range of knowledge. He has learned your Tide Sword style before. What do you think of it?"
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The conversation passed through the curtain-like raindrops and reached everybody's ears, bringing a great shock to them.
"You are too partial," Zhuo Rusui said while patting on Yuan Qu's shoulder forcefully, "Aren't you angry?"
Yuan Qu said helplessly, "I'm the Senior Master's nephew. It's not my place to be angry."
It was indeed surprising that Jing Jiu introduced Liu Shisui to Jian Xilai as his personal disciple, but it was not that shocking.
The real reason was that Jian Xilai intended to teach Liu Shisui, which was not something that could be done in a short time. It meant that Jing Jiu had no intention of killing Jian Xilai.
"Why don't you kill me?" asked Jian Xilai.
Jing Jiu pressed, "Why should I kill you?"
Jian Xilai said, "It's indeed an unnecessary question."
Having said that, he turned around and left. Soon, he disappeared into the raindrops filling the sky, leaving behind his last instruction.
"Come and find me after he leaves."
This instruction was of course meant for Liu Shisui. The question was … who was going to leave?
"I'm leaving."
Jing Jiu flew toward the sky, his cloth bringing up a few sword lights.
A sword light touched a drop of rain.
Pah!!!
The raindrops that had stopped for a long time fell down. Whoosh!!!
Whoosh!!!
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