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Chapter 78

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The crowd could see clearly that the young disciple of the Aoyama Sect was only in the State of Inherited Will, and he should have followed his Big Brother out of the mountains to gain experience. Normally, he was not a match for Zhu Jie, but somehow, when he said this, the crowd felt that Zhu Jie would be killed instantly if he wielded his sword.

Was this the sword power of the Aoyama Sect?

Zhu Jie's face turned pale. He came a bit late today because he wanted to get to know one of Xiwang Sun's personal attendants, so he didn't know that someone from the Aoyama Sect had come.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but feel regretful, as well as resentful.

Why did the Aoyama Sect sit in that dark corner, and didn't say anything from beginning to end, pretending to keep a low profile?

"I was just talking nonsense. I hope you two Cultivation friends won't blame me."

He said hastily.

Zuo Yushi of Ōzawa said to Yao Songshan with a smile, "You should change your pet phrase; it's really scary."

The Aoyama Sect and Ōzawa were on good terms, so Yao Songshan nodded in acknowledgment, saying nothing more.

Seeing this, Shi Fengchen sighed in his mind, and waved his sleeve lightly, changing the picture on the wall.

It was a map magnified many times, on which the locations of each murder case were marked with red dots, forming a line.

A practitioner asked confusedly, "Those two magic demons turned to Chaonan City from Shangzhou, and then headed northward, and then turned westward at Yuzhou. It's like they started from Nanhezhou and circled around the central and southern part of the central land. Where are they heading to? What do they want to do? "

Someone had discovered an even more difficult problem.

"Why didn't they ride their swords?"

"We also think these two questions are strange, but we don't have an answer. I only know that if they followed this line, they would appear in Haizhou City in a few days. "

Shi Fengchen said, "If they dared commit murder again, couldn't they be caught by so many immortal masters?"

The reason the Pure Heaven Bureau chose Haizhou as the location of the encirclement was because the Four-Seas Banquet would be held there soon, and many orthodox Cultivation practitioners would attend.

"What if they come to the Ocean Province but don't do anything?" someone asked.

After a moment of silence, Shi Fengchen said, "Then we have no choice but to ask the swordsmen of the Hall of Heavenly Calculation of the Western Ocean for help."

The place fell silent once more. Suddenly, a voice rang out.

"Well … Fellow Daoists, have you noticed that the two of them … have killed many demons along the way, and the ones who died …" Bai Xiaochun said.

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone knew what he wanted to say.

— — The people who were killed were not good people, such as the abbot of Black Dragon Temple, Master Zhu Gui.

Everyone knew this, but no one said it out loud.

When they realized that the one who spoke was the young doctor monk from the Guocheng Temple, they immediately felt that it was only natural.

The Kunlun Sect's elder, He Zhichong, glanced at the young monk doctor.

Zhu Jie sneered, saying, "The case in Chaonan City started when the Sect of Three and your temple fought over the medicine. The people of the Sect of Three died, but the medicine fell into the hands of your temple. Of course, nobody would suspect that the Guocheng Temple would collude with those murderers. But what the young master said is a bit inappropriate."

The young monk was a bit angry. He wanted to argue, but he didn't know what to say, his face turning red.

This kind of thing didn't require much careful planning. All the Cultivation practitioners of various sects had to do was wait for the notification when the Pure Heaven Bureau found the two demonic swordsmen.

As for the possibility of a bloody battle, they weren't worried. Even if that demon was in the middle state of the Undefeated, they had the help of the Elder He Zhichong of Kunlun and the immortal master Yao Songshan of Aoyama, two swordsmen of the Undefeated State. Moreover, they were in Haizhou. Once the swordsmen of the Western Sea Sword School attacked, where could they run to?

After leaving the office of the Pure Heaven Bureau, the practitioners dispersed, most of them going to the Immortal House.

It was the first time Lin Yingliang had come out of the mountains to experience such a thing, so he couldn't help but feel nervous and excited. "We have to catch those two demons," he said.

Yao Songshan felt something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out.

Seeing the two Cultivationists of Aoyama leaving, the young monk of Guocheng Temple was a bit worried, saying to the old monk by his side, "Senior Master, why didn't you say anything? We know who they want to deal with. Even if we can't say anything, we should at least tell the two in front of us. "

The old monk didn't pay attention to him, thinking that the relationship between the nine peaks of Aoyama was complicated. Who knew which peak the two Cultivationists who helped him in Chaonan City two years ago were from? The two Cultivationists of Aoyama were from Liangwang Peak, and it was said that they were very strict with both themselves and their peers. What if they got into trouble by telling the truth?

The young monk was still talking, "The fortune masters of the Hall of Heavenly Calculation of the Western Ocean are the best at calculating. What if they are surrounded? Senior Master, we have to find a way to contact … "

The old monk said, "We don't need to worry about those two Cultivationists. You don't need to cause any trouble, just keep practicing the Vow of Silence."

The young monk uttered an "ah", then closed his mouth, feeling somewhat wronged, and let out a few muffled sounds.

The old monk said, "How long will we practice? Until we leave Haizhou, of course, or until those two Cultivationists leave Haizhou. "





Outside Haizhou, there was no one on Mount Han, very desolate.

The wind came from afar. Zhao Layue stood by the cliff's edge, her dress fluttering.

The childishness on her face was gone, and the expression in her eyes was calmer, or perhaps more determined.

She still had short hair, like a boy's, but it was no longer messy.

Looking at her back and thinking of all that had happened along the way, Jing Jiu felt somewhat sentimental.

He didn't tell her where he was going or what he was going to do, and he didn't tell her who he was.

Back in Zhaoge City, he had chosen her, and since then he hadn't paid any attention to her.

But she had never forgotten him, so he ought to return the favor.

In these last two years, he had used his own method to teach her.

Tens of thousands of li, slaying demons.

Walking, sitting, stopping, all was cultivation.

… …

… …

In Silence, Zhao Layue gazed at a distant lonely mountain.

Suddenly, a sword glow appeared in her clear black and white eyes.

In the warm red sky illuminated by the setting sun, an even deeper red color suddenly appeared.

A muffled boom resounded from the distant lonely mountain.

The red light pierced through the air and vanished into her palm.

But that smear of red in the sky still existed.

The Thoughtless Sword, stained with blood for two years, was naturally redder than the sunset.

"In a place so close to Haizhou City, there's actually a human-eating monster. I really don't know what those good-for-nothings of the Western Sea are doing."

Zhao Layue walked back to Jing Jiu's side and said.

The Aoyama Sect considered itself the most orthodox sword school in the world, and they had always looked down on the Western Sea Sword School.

Even though the Western Sea had a Godly Swordsman, it only made the disciples of Aoyama have a worse impression of the Western Sea Sword School.

Jing Jiu said, "The number of people eaten by this monster in a year is less than one-tenth of the number of fishermen who died fishing for pearls at sea."

The Vitality Pearls, a specialty of the Western Sea, were more precious than the common crystals. They were distributed by the Western Sea Sword School and the Imperial Court every year.

In order to fish for the Vitality Pearls, many fishermen died at the bottom of the sea every year.

In other words, the number of fishermen who died for the Cultivation practitioners to break through the state was much more than the number of people eaten by this monster.

Zhao Layue understood what he meant.

Two years ago in Shangzhou City, Jing Jiu had said that the Cultivation practitioners had to be heartless.

"Where are we going next?" she asked.

After leaving Aoyama, she was the one who decided where to go, such as the Precious-Tree House, which had a close relationship with Bihu Peak, or Master Meng's hometown. The Curtain Rollers who exposed her identity and made Zuo Yi determined to kill her was also one of the clues, but that person had disappeared without a trace. But gradually, she found that her choice was actually Jing Jiu's idea.

Even though she had discovered this, she didn't use her status as the Big Sister to ask for a change. It was because she had gradually sensed that Jing Jiu was actually teaching her, whether it was the walking itself, the seemingly monotonous killing, or the occasional words and eye contact he said or glanced at her.

She wasn't sure what Jing Jiu had taught her, and she didn't know where Jing Jiu wanted to go or what he wanted to do.

But she knew he had a destination, or a purpose.

"This is the place."

Jing Jiu looked at Haizhou City illuminated by the setting sun in the distance and said, "I'm here to see someone."

After leaving Aoyama and wandering around the land for two years, killing more than seventy people and more monsters, he just wanted to see someone.

The two didn't encounter any trouble when they entered Haizhou City.

When they were in Yuzhou, Zhao Layue must have gotten two real travel passes through her family connections.

Their first meal in Haizhou City was still hotpot.

This place was close to the West Sea, so the ingredients for the hotpot were naturally seafood, which tasted good together with the fresh malt wine.

Looking at the vegetables in the soup that were almost cooked, Zhao Layue finally couldn't help but ask.

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