Jing Jiu didn't pay attention to him.
The Fire Carp swam to the edge of the pond and stopped in his shadow, wagging its tail ingratiatingly.
This made him think of Ada and softened his mood. He said to the Fire Carp, "I'm glad to see you living well here."
Then, he looked at the Old Master Zhang and said with some surprise, "You've lived longer than I thought."
The flow of time in the Green Sky Mirror grew closer to that in the outside world. Many years had passed, but the Eldest Young Master Zhang was still alive.
He said proudly, "Your Majesty's flood of good fortune is as great as the heavens. It's enough for you to bestow me with a trace of it."
Jing Jiu confirmed that he was old and weak, but he could still live for a few more years. Without saying anything more, he asked the Fire Carp, "Do you want to go back?"
The "go back" referred to Chaotian.
The Fire Carp was a little surprised. It pouted its round mouth and said with grievance, "I'm just a ghost now. How can I go back?"
The Eldest Young Master Zhang was surprised to know that his friend could leave alive. He reprimanded him, "Since His Majesty wants you to go back, he must have a solution."
Thinking of the fact that Jing Jiu had sent his divine soul to the All in One Sword to prolong his life, the Fire Carp couldn't help but ask curiously, "You want me to become a swordfish?"
It was impossible to find another All in One Sword in the world.
Jing Jiu said, "Someone gave me a Vermilion Bird Jade Egg. He has always wanted to raise this jade egg, but in fact, it is hopeless."
The Blue Bird flew down from the sky and landed on his shoulder. It asked, "You want to give it to this stupid fish?"
The Fire Carp knew that she was the master of this world, but he couldn't control his emotions and shouted, "You are the stupid bird!"
If Zhuo Rusui was here, he would definitely say that all the Mythological Beasts in Zhongzhou School were like this. No wonder they were in such a miserable state.
Jing Jiu said to the Fire Carp, "You and Vermilion Bird have similar attributes, so you should be able to revive."
The Fire Carp asked, "Will I become a monster?"
The Old Master Zhang couldn't help but say, "You are a monster now."
"No, no, no. I don't want to become a bird fish or a fish bird."
The Fire Carp shook its head repeatedly, creating splashes in the water.
"Are you sure you want to stay here? You should know that this is not a long-term solution, and problems can easily arise, "Jing Jiu said.
The Fire Carp looked at the Old Master Zhang, whose face was full of worry. It spat out a few bubbles from its round mouth, which burst as soon as it came out of the water.
"I'm quite happy here, even though I'm just a strand of my divine soul. Hmm, I don't care about what happens in the future. I'll think about it after this guy dies."
Great-grandfather Zhang almost choked on his own saliva. He coughed twice and said, "I'll roast you and eat you before I die! He might even be able to live for a few more decades! "
Since that was the case, Jing Jiu would not care about this matter anymore. He did not want to listen to these two guys who were even more talkative than Zhuo Rusui and Liu Shisui. He turned around and walked into the ancestral hall.
The incense in the ancestral hall had already been burning for a long time, and the green smoke also lingered for a long time. It was unknown what he did, but he just left.
"Is there anything strange?" the Fire Carp asked curiously.
The Old Master Zhang said, "How can I understand the expressions of immortals?"
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Jing Jiu flew to a high spot in the sky, accompanied by the Blue Bird.
He felt the scene was somewhat familiar. He didn't recall when he won the tripod and broke through heaven in the Dao Competition, but when he ascended in Aoyama more than one hundred years ago.
The whole world was far away from him, but it entered his field of vision in a different way, making him see it more vividly.
The ghostly shadows under the tree in the Royal Palace of Zhao, the pirate ships on the blue sea had become the ghostly boats, and the Academy of Xianyang was haunted. The whole world was filled with ghostly shadows.
"Did you do it?" he asked the Blue Bird.
The Blue Bird retorted, "What the hell are you talking about?"
Jing Jiu found that she didn't know anything about it, so he didn't say anything more. He said goodbye to her and left the Green Sky Mirror.
As he opened his eyes, what he saw was not the dry and boring cliff wall, but a face that was very close to him.
The face was good-looking, with eyebrows and eyes like a painting, but the lines were as sharp as swords, giving off a formidable intent.
Though he was familiar with this face, he hadn't seen it at such a close distance, and he could even see his own reflection in the black and white eyes.
More importantly, his lips were touching hers.
Zhao Layue sat back down and looked at the downstream of the river of lava while holding the Green Sky Mirror, her countenance calm, as if nothing had happened.
Jing Jiu uttered "hmm" with a puzzled expression.
Zhao Layue didn't turn around to look at him, but asked straightforwardly, "You don't like it?"
Jing Jiu said after some thought, "You don't have to wait for me to fall asleep next time."
Zhao Layue said, "I'll feel embarrassed if I do that, and there won't be a next time."
"It's up to you," said Jing Jiu.
Zhao Layue suddenly recalled the scene in the brothel she saw on the Near-Star Building when she and Jing Jiu went to Shangzhou City many years ago. "It's indeed meaningless," she said while shaking her head.
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When the Grandmaster Zhang said that he would make the Fire Carp into grilled fish, it was merely a joke between friends; it was not a life-threatening matter.
But He was different. When he said that he would grill the Fire Carp, he would kill a fish and then grill it on the fire, unlike the unscrupulous peddlers in the night market of Zhaoge City who fried the fish.
"I used to be called the Second in the World, but I'm definitely better than you at grilling fish. I haven't even told Tong Yan about the secret recipes."
He took out a bamboo tube of water from the stream, intending to boil the fish bones into soup later.
The crisp ringing of the bell could be heard in the dense forest. It was unclear what Sensei was doing.
Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue sat on a higher patch of grass, listening to the ringing of the bell and He's boasting, thinking that this pair of Cultivation partners were indeed harmonious.
It didn't take long before Sensei ran out from the forest happily, holding a deer that was knocked out by the Clean-Heart Bell in her hand.
The snowland had been very quiet in the last few years, and White Town was very warm. The ice and snow turned into streams in the middle of summer, making more green trees and wild animals grow in the mountains. As a result, the dishes had more flavors.
Zhao Layue had eaten the two barbecued fish by herself. Her mouth was greasy, looking like a greedy child.
Jing Jiu shot her a glance.
Zhao Layue glared at him.
Sensei didn't notice the flow of energy. She thought that she would never see Jing Jiu again, feeling both happy and sad. She threw herself into Jing Jiu's bosom when they parted ways.
He coughed twice and looked at Jing Jiu, as if he wanted to say something.
Jing Jiu looked at him in Silence, waiting for him to speak.
In the end, He didn't ask.
He asked because he was smart, and he had sensed the secret of his birth a long time ago.
He didn't ask because he was smart.
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They came to the edge of a cliff after going down the cold stream. White Town was below. Looking down from above, the city was full of prayer flags. It didn't look sacred, but rather messy.
Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue walked down the cliff and arrived at the small temple.
The large Buddha was saving the world in the Underworld, and the person sitting on the lotus seat was a little monk.
In Jing Jiu's eyes, Zen Master would always be the little monk he used to be.
Zhao Layue sat on the high threshold and swung her not-so-long braid in front of her. She smiled as she recalled the falling pear blossoms that year.
"I heard that you told them about the cause and effect in the Three-Thousand Nunnery, but I don't think that description is appropriate."
Jing Jiu said to Zen Master, "Rather than saying that Jingyang and I are the upstream and downstream of a river, we are a ball of fire."
Having said that, he took out a thin stick and lit it.
Then, he took out another thin stick and lit it with the flame on the previous stick.
Next, he took out a third thin stick.
Zen Master realized that it was the pile of thin sticks he had left in the Three-Thousand Nunnery, so he reached out to stop him.
"I understand, I understand! Do you have to do this for such a simple reason? Don't burn it, don't burn it! "
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