Of course, Gu Qing could understand what the monkeys were talking about.
He … didn't know any of the hundreds of monkeys on the cliff, but he knew their ancestors and was very close to them.
He and the ancestors of these monkeys were companions and workmates.
"This small wooden house was built by me and the monkeys."
Gu Qing took his two wives to the bottom of the cliff and pointed at the cabin, saying, "Later on, this was the meeting hall. The elders of the peaks would discuss anything here."
Zheng Tao asked, "Is it the cabin where you put a lot of green tea?"
Gu Qing said, "In the beginning, I put black tea in it."
The monkeys who followed them here began to cry in the trees.
Gu Qing didn't pay any attention to them. He led them to other places in the peaks for a tour, and he introduced a nameless stream to them.
"The horse was raised here. Junior Brother Yuan Qu and Ping Yong-Ka often carried bricks here."
"Are the rules of Shenmo Peak so strict?"
"It's Senior Master Aunt who wants to try her sword."
"Zhao Layue is as fierce as the rumors say."
"After so many years, you still call her Senior Master Aunt. Didn't you change it to Senior Master Sister?"
"Master said in Scenery Garden that everything should be the same."
"Immortal Jingyang indeed has a temperament that doesn't care about anything."
"… It's laziness."
…
…
The family of three chatted casually. It didn't take long for them to finish visiting Shenmo Peak.
Among the nine peaks of Aoyama, Shenmo Peak was the loneliest with no scenic spots. Now, there was not even a single person.
Zhao Layue ascended and became an immortal. Ping Yong-Ka spent most of his time sleeping in the Sword Peak. Yuan Qu took turns to handle the affairs of the sect in each peak. They didn't accept any disciples either.
Gu Qing felt a little emotional. When he returned to the peak, he found a visitor and remembered what the monkeys had said.
There was no one on Shenmo Peak now, so the visitor was naturally here to see him.
The yellow-robed middle-aged man looked at him with a complicated expression. When he saw the two girls behind him, his expression became even more complicated than the Endless Sword Art.
Gu Qing and Empress Hu guessed who it was and felt a little awkward.
Finally, it was Zheng Tao who broke the silence and said, "You guys can talk among yourselves. I'm going to the cave to look for some sword scriptures."
After saying this, she entered the cave dwelling.
The middle-aged man knelt down in front of Empress Hu and said, "Greetings, grandmother."
Empress Hu was a little excited, but also a little uneasy. She stepped forward and helped him up, saying, "You must be Cheng 'er."
Yes, this yellow-robed middle-aged man was the current Divine Emperor, Jing Cheng.
His father, Jing Yao, had seen through the mortal world many years ago and followed his grandfather to become a monk in the Guocheng Temple.
Of course, it was extremely difficult to see through the mortal world completely. Otherwise, how could he not see his biological mother when she came to Moqiu?
Divine Emperor Jing Cheng and Empress Hu said a few words and then turned to look at Gu Qing. After hesitating for a while, he bowed to a disciple and said, "Jing Cheng greets the Grandmaster."
Gu Qing used to be the Imperial Preceptor, so of course, he was his Grandmaster. No matter what happened later, the Imperial Court could not deny this out of respect for the Aoyama Sect.
Empress Hu took her grandson's hand and went to the Daoist Temple to talk.
Gu Qing stood on the edge of the cliff and said to the sea of clouds, "What are you doing?"
A plum blossom bloomed in the sea of clouds. Yuan Qu stepped on his sword and said with a smile, "How can I stop the reunion of grandfather and grandson?"
Gu Qing snorted.
"If you are the Sect Master, it doesn't matter whether you hum or snort. Don't give me a face at this time."
Yuan Qu teased, "Besides, a grandmother and a grandmaster, don't you think they are a good match?"
…
…
The Shangde Peak had become a black jade plate, covering a large area. Countless clouds and fog were drifting on it.
The black Dead Dog was like a small hill, crouching in the center of the black jade plate, letting the clouds and fog pass through his hair. He didn't do anything. He had been watching Aoyama in Silence for more than five hundred years.
In fact, the Dead Dog and the black jade plate that the Shangde Peak had become were truly a good match.
Once in a while, the clouds and fog would disperse and the sunlight would shine in. The Dead Dog would turn his body slowly to show that he was basking in the sun.
Two hundred years ago, the Dead Dog sneezed while basking in the sun.
The strong wind whipped up, and the clouds and fog on the Sword Peak were almost blown away. Even Cloudy Town one hundred miles away had revealed its true appearance.
The Cultivation circle in Chaotian had been guessing how high his Cultivation state was.
Anyway, the Unicorn had behaved himself on the Cloud-Dream Mountain over the years. He didn't dare object when Tong Yan went to Zhaoge City to retrieve the stomach of the Old Dragon.
As long as the Dead Dog sat on the black jade plate for a day, nobody dared step on it. The disciples of various peaks would only salute him from a distance when they passed by him, and then leave respectfully.
However, the situation had changed a great deal in the last few days. Though the Dead Dog was still sitting in the same spot, many disciples of Aoyama had gradually climbed onto the black jade plate. They brought some objects from various places and started to construct the formations on the edges of the black jade plate. As the disciples of other sects came, the scene became more and more lively.
Qingrong Peak, which was usually the busiest, was a bit quiet these days. It was because Nan Wang had been sitting on the peak top the entire time. There was also a black rock here, though it was much smaller than the one Dead Dog sat on. However, it was much more comfortable to sit on because of the shade provided by the flowering trees.
Her Cultivation state was immeasurably high, and her appearance was still as beautiful and naïve as before. Yet, the alcohol jar held by her two fingers was still the same.
Looking at the bustling scene in the distance, she asked with raised eyebrows, "How many more days will it take to finish? I've been basking in the sun here every day; it's really annoying! "
As she asked the question, a dust dragon came out from the Sword Peak and descended the mountain abruptly, arriving on the top of Qingrong Peak.
The flying sword of the Fairy State couldn't catch up with such a speed; it was truly unimaginable.
However, the disciples of Aoyama were used to seeing such a scene, so they bowed nervously to the tail of the dust dragon only because they had just entered the gate and weren't used to it yet.
Ping Yong-Ka patted off the dust on his body, ignoring the mud on his face. He said to Nan Wang in a friendly tone, "The Zhongzhou School has a Fairy Book, and you have the highest Cultivation state and seniority in the school. So you have to keep it in your hands; otherwise, who would feel at ease?"
"Hurry up," Nan Wang snapped impatiently.
Ping Yong-Ka thought that nobody had any experience in constructing the Great Formation of Heavenly Arrival, so how could it be done so quickly? He suddenly thought of something and asked uncertainly, "Great Grandmaster, are you really not …"
Nan Wang raised the alcohol jar and interrupted him, saying, "Don't! You're the real great grandmaster. "
"Let's not talk about this," Ping Yong-Ka said with a bitter expression. "What I meant was, are you really not going out?"
"Why should I go out? Go out and watch him flirt with girls everywhere in the fairy world? You guys don't need to worry about that guy. Nothing can happen to him! "
Nan Wang picked up the alcohol jar and drank a mouthful of it, saying with a sneer, "Moreover, I don't need him to send someone to pick me up. If I want to ascend, I have to go out by myself! "
The intentional footsteps broke out on the stone path. She glanced in that direction and said mockingly, "Not everyone is as useless as this guy." … …
Gu Qing came to the top of Qingrong Peak to greet the masters. He knew that Nan Wang didn't like him very much, so he wouldn't bring his wife with him.
Ping Yong-Ka bowed to Jing Jiu solemnly, saying, "Big Brother, you've finally come back."
Gu Qing said with a faint smile, "You ran past me as soon as I arrived at the foot of the Sword Peak, so I couldn't stop you."
Ping Yong-Ka's running speed couldn't be described as fast as a galloping horse or as swift as a thunderbolt; it was many times faster.
Nan Wang said, "Even if you want to talk about the old days, don't do it here. I hate those stinky two-timing men the most!"
Ping Yong-Ka said innocently, "I'm not stinky at all."
Nan Wang said expressionlessly, "Actually, you're not necessarily a man."
Gu Qing said with a faint smile, "I only take one boat on the ocean."
Nan Wang sneered, "So what if you have a bed? You'll still have to sleep with me. "
The two brothers were speechless. They knew that she had drunk a bit too much wine that day and would probably start singing a tune in the next moment. After bowing to Jing Jiu, they left the mountain in a hurry. All of a sudden, they were blinded by a flash of golden light in the distance. It was not the Sword-Washing Stream, but the location of the Shangde Peak.
The edges of the huge black jade plate had been cut open by the flying swords a few thousand times. The inside of the plate was filled with golden water, glinting under the sunlight. Looking at it from a distance on Qingrong Peak, it looked like the complicated and exquisite golden lines.
This was the edge of the formation. The flying swords and carriages descended from the peaks and the sky, bringing countless crystals and all kinds of precious treasures.
"If you hadn't scavenged for them overseas for three months, we might not have enough," said Ping Yong-Ka.
"How many of you are going to go this time?" asked Gu Qing.
The Great Formation of Heavenly Arrival had been repaired with the help of Chaotian and other lands and a great deal of resources. It would be meaningless if only one of them could go.
"I have to stay here to look after the house for my Master, so I can't go. You said in the letter that you don't want to go either, and Peng Lang's daughter is still young …" Ping Yong-Ka couldn't figure it out even though he counted with his fingers for a long while. He was too lazy to do it again. Pointing to a Daoist nun in a green dress on the black jade plate, he said, "Now I'm sure that Big Sister Que Niang will go."
The Daoist nun in a green dress was the great grandmaster of the Mirror Sect, Que Niang. Of course, she was more famous because of her historical status in the chess playing and her relationship with Jing Jiu.
Back when Jing Jiu went to the Mirror Sect to study the Method of Splitting Mirrors and to calculate the Formation of Dispersed Smoke and Clouds, she had been by his side. Now that she was the most outstanding grandmaster of formations in Chaotian, the Aoyama Sect entrusted the most important task of presiding over the formation to her. After all, she was not an outsider.
Zhao Layue, Tong Yan and the others had ascended, but Ping Yong-Ka was guarding the southern part of Chaotian; the Little Snow Girl was as powerful as ever in the north; Peng Lang was traveling between the north and the south; Su Ziye was carrying the flag in the northwest; Bai Zao could be seen intermittently outside the Penglai Island; and Gu Qing was sweeping across all the lands … The alliance was still as peaceful as before.
There was a saying that the nine peaks of Aoyama were all Shangde Peak.
As such, it could be said that all the sects in Chaotian were all Aoyama Sect.
"Senior Master."
The disciples of Aoyama bowed to the beautiful and tranquil Daoist nun in green after putting the crystals and magic treasures into the grooves on the black jade plate.
Que Niang was not a member of the Aoyama Sect, but she was a member of the Aoyama Sect. They were all well aware of her status in terms of generation and position.
All the magic treasures in Chaotian and the other foreign lands were sent to Aoyama and placed on the black jade plates. It was evident that the magic treasures on the edge of the plates were the Gathering Spirits Formations; but what would the Gathering Spirits Formations look like when thousands of them were put together? What would the formations in the center of the black jade plates be when they were finished?
Gu Qing didn't disturb Que Niang in setting up the formations. He bowed to the Master Dead Dog from a distance, and then went to the Sword Peak with Ping Yong-Ka and brought his two wives back to the Shenmo Peak.
Nan Wang looked like a little girl, but she was actually more than one thousand years old and the only remaining elder of the second generation. If the southern barbaric tribes didn't have an endless supply of incense, she would have been at the last moment and had to choose to ascend or something else.
She was still fond of drinking alcohol and speaking in a domineering manner, but she wasn't as unruly as she used to be. Perhaps it was because she didn't have anyone to be unruly anymore.
Qingrong Peak didn't require the Great Formation of Aoyama to be opened at the right time to let in the spring wind, autumn rain, and winter snow.
Living on the top of the Shenmo Peak, one didn't notice the passing of time even though the clouds rolled and the flowers bloomed and withered.
The Jing Emperor hadn't left yet. More and more sect masters and elders of various sects came to Aoyama with the precious objects.
The huge black jade plate became more and more crowded. The golden lines extended from the edge to the deep part of the plate, looking like a complicated river or a large painting taking shape.
Sitting in the middle of the black jade plate, the Dead Dog showed an appreciative expression in his eyes as he watched the disciples of various sects busy with their work and the pattern-like golden lines.
The appreciative expression was directed at Que Niang and her assistants.
This Great Formation was more complicated than the Great Formation of Zhaoge City and the Great Formation at the bottom of the Gathered-Soul Valley, and it was more complicated than the long formation on the edge of the snowland.
Such a Great Formation had never appeared in Chaotian. Que Niang had studied it for hundreds of years and prepared for it for more than one hundred years, but she still encountered many problems.
She didn't show any frustration, nervousness, or disappointment when encountering those problems. All she did was discuss with her assistants calmly about the modification of the formation.
Those assistants came from the Platanus Sect, the Mirror Sect, the Guocheng Temple, the Zhongzhou School, and the Aoyama Sect; all of them were young disciples. Hundreds of Cultivation practitioners of the young generation who were good at calculation and formations sat on the black jade plate. Their gazes followed Que Niang's hand to look at the huge light screen, calculating and reconstructing the formation.
What kind of formation was this?
Yuan Qu, Ping Yong-Ka, and Guo Nanshan were in charge of receiving the guests of various sects and arranging the receiving of the magic treasures, magic pills, and crystals; so they were quite busy. When they saw the scenes on the black jade plate once in a while, like the Dead Dog, they would show an appreciative expression in their eyes. It was not an expression of affection or praise for the disciples of the younger generation, but a feeling of contentment or happiness.
Normally, talent was merely a matter of probability, and the natural Cultivation path was still rare. But why was the current Cultivation circle so much stronger than before?
Before Jing Jiu left Chaotian, he had made an agreement with the Immortal Tan, Jian Xilai, Cao Yuan and the others about what to do next, and he sent a few fairy books back to them. Now that he thought about it, Bai Ren left six fairy books in order to stabilize the boundary between Chaotian and the outside world. The energy of heaven and earth in Chaotian was very abundant at the moment, and some of the dried-up spiritual sources even showed signs of regeneration. This was only one of the reasons. More importantly, the research and innovation of the magic methods in the Cultivation circle had progressed at an unimaginable speed.
The Cultivation circle was also divided into different sects, but it lacked the sectarian bias. The scenes where the various sects gathered together to discuss the formations were a common sight at the Plum Meeting and the Dao Competition. The various sects communicated with each other and used the magic methods to communicate with each other; as a result, the progress was much faster.
Why didn't sectarian bias exist anymore? It was because the sects had lost their meaning.
The Wanzong Chaotian belonged to the Aoyama Sect.
In other words, those people left behind by Jing Jiu were the rulers of this world. Since they were all brothers and sisters, there was no need to differentiate between them and you.
The Cultivation circle in Chaotian had experienced the best period in its history, and it was also the period in which the progress was the fastest. The overall strength of the Cultivation circle had improved a lot.
Judging from this, the humans didn't need to do what Taiping Zhenren and Bai Yuan had done; they could still find other ways to make themselves stronger.
Regardless of whether it was the fortune left behind by Jing Jiu or the natural phenomena, Chaotian had entered the era of Cultivation.
Besides Liu Shisui, Zhao Layue and Tong Yan, more and more ascendants would appear.
Yet, Chaotian still knew very little about the outside world.
The fairy books could only store the pure fairy energy, so they couldn't carry the information to travel through time. The Cloud-Dream Mountain must have a secret method, but it was kept a secret.
A few years ago, the new sect master of the Zhongzhou School had finally dealt with the old man in the back valley, and then cut off contact with Aoyama, which gave rise to many speculations. It wasn't until half a year ago that the new sect master suddenly wrote a letter to them. Ping Yong-Ka and Yuan Qu didn't dare slight it, and reported it to Nan Wang.
Back when Liu Ci blocked the heavenly punishment for Taiping Zhenren by the West Ocean, Nan Wang said that he would kill Tong Yan no matter what. Though it was inconvenient to kill her later, he was still wary of that insidious guy and felt that there must be something fishy about him. However, he agreed to the mission after seeing the fairy book attached to the letter.
Ping Yong-Ka and Yuan Qu were fully aware that Tong Yan had encountered some trouble in the letter, so there was no way she wouldn't agree to send someone out.
One early morning, the Great Formation of Aoyama opened a passage in the south, ushering in thousands of rays of morning sunlight and spring rain.
The raindrops fell on the peaks and wetted the black jade plate, making it look even gloomier, like an eye gazing at the sky.
The Dead Dog was the spirit of this eye, as tranquil as a mountain.
The representatives of various sects and the Imperial Court had all arrived, and the formation was almost finished. Hundreds of highly achieved monks were reciting scripts on one side, and hundreds of Daoist priests were meditating on the other.
The spring wind and rain brushed against the two hundred Clean-Heart Bells hanging on the trees outside the black jade plate, giving off a crisp and pleasant sound. The elders of the Platanus Sect had never seen such a scene. They stroked their beards with a faint smile, thinking that their Sect Master would tell them about the scene that day after he returned to Morning Lake.
The rain fell and the wind rose. The morning sunlight arrived, and the thin fog enshrouding the black jade plate was blown away, revealing the entire appearance of the Great Formation.
Innumerable notches extended from the edge to the innermost part of the formation, and the middle of the notches was twisting and turning, as if the rivers and streams were flowing willfully. However, if one looked closely, they would find that the direction and changes of those lines were in accordance with a certain natural law, giving off an indescribable sense of beauty.
A great deal of flowing gold was flowing slowly in the notches, filling every notch in the area of ten square miles. Illuminated by the distant morning sunlight, the golden liquid emitted sparkles that looked like crystals; it should be the broken pieces of crystals mixed in it. The crystals were a precious source of energy for the regular Cultivation practitioners, but they were ground up and used as a coating. This was no different from when Yuan Qu gave the Ocean Pearl on the Shenmo Peak to Young Sister Yushan in secret; it was an extravagant act that defied the natural order.
However, this Great Formation of Heavenly Arrival was a formation that defied the natural order.
The prototype of this formation was the Formation of Dissipating Smoke and Clouds set up on the Shenmo Peak by the Immortal Jingyang when he ascended, but it was more than a thousand times larger, and had been modified in many ways by Que Niang and those young, talented disciples. Of course, these modifications were also based on the supreme wisdom left behind by Jing Jiu. The name of the formation and its origin came from the Heavenly Arrival of Slaying Formation set up by Taiping Zhenren near the Giant Whirlpool when the world was destroyed. However, the trajectory and intent of the formation were completely opposite.
Everything was ready, but no one knew when it would start.
The current Elder Shui Yue Nunnery had been holding a peach blossom branch, and the petals on the branch had been falling slowly. Two more petals fell off, leaving only one lonely petal.
She walked to the edge of the black jade plate and handed the peach blossom branch to Ping Yong-Ka.
Ping Yong-Ka took the peach blossom branch and inserted it into his waist like a sword. Looking at the thousands of Cultivation practitioners among the peaks, he asked, "Who is going to ascend today?"
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