Jing Jiu gazed at the Abyss in Silence.
He didn't care if the Abyss was looking at him or responding to him.
After a long while, Cao Yuan's voice rang out again, "Why do you ask?"
"I wanted to tell you a story the other day," said Jing Jiu. "So I want to know if it's true."
It was Lian Sanyue who told him that story, so she wouldn't lie to him. Yet, Jing Jiu couldn't guarantee that a young man in love wouldn't brag about a legendary background. As such, he came to the bottom of the Cold Mountain to ask Cao Yuan.
"It's true."
Cao Yuan's voice rang out again after a long pause.
"I'll see you off when you leave."
… …
… …
Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue came to the upstream of the lava river from the downstream.
The hot lava was flowing slowly among the rocks, the surface of which was covered with a layer of ash, so it was not very bright.
Since a great deal of lava had flowed into the Underworld, the surface of the river was lower than before, exposing more gentle slopes. It would be more comfortable to lie on them.
Jing Jiu took off the white cloth and handed it to Zhao Layue, then walked into the river.
Zhao Layue draped the white cloth over her arm casually. "He has been staying in the Underworld and unwilling to come up; why did he come to see you off?" she asked Jing Jiu while looking at his back.
Jing Jiu walked into the lava river and broke the surface of the lava, emitting an exceedingly bright glow.
"He probably didn't want me to talk nonsense."
He submerged his entire body in the lava, exposing only his face. He closed his eyes, as if he enjoyed it very much.
Zhao Layue didn't know the story, so she couldn't understand why the Broadsword King was so nervous. She walked to the riverside and squatted down, looking at his face curiously.
"See? I can feel it, so you don't have to feel sorry for me. "
Jing Jiu said this with his eyes still closed.
"… Is it comfortable?" asked Zhao Layue.
"It's very comfortable. Do you want to give it a try?"
Jing Jiu became talkative again after Liu Ci left.
His emotional weakness was the word "leave"?
Looking at the sparks on the surface of the lava, Zhao Layue said while shaking her head, "My body can't stand it."
Jing Jiu opened his eyes and said to her, "Don't forget that you have the shapeless sword body."
Zhao Layue understood what he meant, her eyes brightening, and she was eager to give it a try.
"Come on," said Jing Jiu.
Biting her lip lightly, Zhao Layue put his white cloth on the slope, took off her own cloth, and put the broken Thoughtless Sword on top of it. After some thought, she took off the hair band that tied her braid, and stood on her tiptoes gingerly, reaching her hands into the scorching hot river of lava.
The moment her toes were about to touch the magma, a sword intent was produced. Then, like the wind, it curled up and formed an extremely thin barrier on the surface of her body.
There was no sound of flowing water when she stepped on it; it was more like stepping into the mud.
She took a while to get used to the touch and the slightly painful burning sensation, and then slid slowly toward the lava and lay down like Jing Jiu.
What happened next was an unexpected problem.
Her body was not as heavy and compact as Jing Jiu's, so she floated up slowly in the lava.
The bright and hot magma slid down her curves, creating a dozen or so sparks. The scene was extremely beautiful.
Seeing this scene, Jing Jiu displayed an appreciative expression in his eyes.
If it were any other woman, including Nan Wang and Bai Zao, they would feel a bit shy at the moment.
Yet, Zhao Layue didn't mind it at all. She dipped her finger into the lava and applied it to her body, looking like a playful little girl.
Yet, it was a pity that she couldn't soak in the lava.
Jing Jiu took out the Green Sky Mirror and handed it to her.
Holding the Green Sky Mirror in her bosom, Zhao Layue sank slowly into the lava. She sighed contentedly as she sensed the omnipresent pressure and burning sensation.
The river flowed slowly, soundless. Even the rocks carried away by the lava sank soundlessly.
The two of them soaked in the lava with their eyes closed; they didn't speak for a long time.
After a long while, Zhao Layue suddenly said, "It would be great if we could have a cup of ice wine."
Jing Jiu reached out his hand and grabbed a black box in the air.
This was the box used to hold the Seal of the King Of The Underworld. It had stayed in that cold world for many years, so it was extremely cold.
Even though it was above the dry lava river, it only took a short time for many drops of water to be condensed together.
Zhao Layue took the black box and brought the corner of the box to her lips, taking a sip of the water.
The condensed water didn't have any taste, but it felt wonderful when it passed through her lips and tongue and slid down her throat, like the jade liquid in the fairy palace.
Jing Jiu summoned the two pieces of the broken sword on the slope. The sword light in his eyes was concealed as soon as it appeared. He held the broken sword tightly in his hands.
Countless sword fires came out from the gaps between his fingers. In a few minutes, the broken part of the broken sword had softened and started to melt.
Nevertheless, it was the Thoughtless Sword, so it would take a long time to repair it. Jing Jiu brought his hands back into the lava and closed his eyes, saying, "I'd like to take a rest."
The sword fires were still coming out from his fingers, causing the lava to quiver slightly. It looked like the porridge that was on the verge of boiling.
Looking at his face, Zhao Layue had the same feeling.
She knew that his spiritual soul had gone to the Green Sky Mirror and wouldn't wake up for a while.
His eyes and brows were as beautiful as a painting, indescribably beautiful.
Thinking that she would never see this face again, she felt reluctant and wanted to do something.
…
…
It was autumn in the Green Sky Mirror.
It had been raining last night, and countless leaves had fallen off. It felt cold all of a sudden. The people in the former capital of the Chu Kingdom had all put on thick clothes.
Unexpectedly, the morning glow this morning was so red, and the sky was so blue, and the sunlight was so white that it was frightening. The whole world had suddenly become hot, as if it were summer again. Even the frogs that had been silent for many days had come back to life and started singing loudly.
The whole courtyard was filled with the croaking sounds, and the green duckweed on the surface of the water was quivering slightly.
"It's so noisy! Why don't you do something about it? Ask someone to catch all these frogs! Stew! Braise! How can I sleep if it keeps going on like this?! "
The red carp broke through the green duckweed and floated to the surface of the water. His round fish lips opened and closed, spewing out countless obscenities like arrows.
The people in the former capital of the Chu Kingdom all knew that the Grandmaster Zhang had been a bit senile over the last few years. He ordered someone to dig a large pond in the courtyard and raise a strange fish in it.
The so-called strange fish was actually a devil; it was because many people had heard the red carp speak.
For this reason, nobody in the Zhang Manor dared get close to this pond. The Grandmaster Zhang was the only one who would stay here for a long time every day.
The Grandmaster Zhang sat down on the stone bench tremblingly. He pointed his cane at the red carp and said, "It's not a big deal if you talk to me, but you have to talk to whoever comes. What if you scare them to death? Everyone says you are a devil; what will you do if I die? Can't you just hold back a little longer? "
This red carp was the King of Fire Carps, a divine animal in the Zhongzhou School. He had been killed by Bai Zhenren in a cruel way and sacrificed his spiritual blood to the Heavenly Slaying Formation. Fortunately, Jing Jiu found a piece of his spiritual soul and put it in the Green Sky Mirror.
Hearing what the Grandmaster Zhang said, the Fire Carp was quite angry, yelling, "Is it still me who can hold back from talking? The heavens here are f * cking ridiculous. It was autumn yesterday, and it's summer today. Is it going to snow tomorrow? How can you behave so recklessly?! "
Hearing the Fire Carp's disrespect to the heavens, the expression on the Grandmaster Zhang's face changed slightly. He warned the Fire Carp in a low voice, "Watch your mouth! Don't let him hear you! "
The Fire Carp yelled loudly, "My fate is up to me, not the heavens! Even if he comes … Ah! "
The wind blew over the blue sky. Someone had indeed come.
Jing Jiu appeared by the pond.
The Fire Carp yelled with a crying tone, "Immortal, you've finally come! I miss you so much! "
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