Jing Jiu didn't wield a sword, not because of habit, but out of safety considerations.

As a conservative, he met three Xuanyin disciples as soon as he came out of the ground, and he had to figure out what happened to Leng Shan first.

There was a lonely mountain in front of him that rose with the terrain, and he walked up it.

The higher the mountain, the lighter the weeds on the ground, from yellow to white, like snow.

When he came to the highest point of the lonely mountain, he sat down, and in front of him was a cliff, and there was still a wasteland under the cliff.

The Cosmic Edge departed from his grasp, cut through the frost grass, piled it up on his body and the ground, and quietly burrowed into the grass clippings.

Jing Jiu retracted his breath and became an inconspicuous stone, even if someone walked in front of him, it would be difficult to discover his existence.

He looked at the wasteland in front of the cliff, the grass that was hard to find in the near distance, if it was far away, would turn into a scattered green.

Only then did he remember that it was already early spring.

Early spring is a beautiful day for all things to grow, and it is also the day when the Qingshan Chengjian Conference is held.

That young man was able to climb so high on the Sword Peak, seeing that he and Zhao Layue's panicked expressions were so natural, and the posture of rolling down the mountain with his head in his arms was so skillful, he was indeed a manufacturable material, and he didn't know if Gu Qing had done it well.

He is learning from his senior brother to avoid the helpless ending of his previous life again.

It's always good to have more apprentices and helpers, such as Fang Jingtian, the chicken and the corpse dog, such as the sea crossing monk, Xuan Yinzi, and the underworld master who just met him.

That's why he accepted Liu Shi-year-old in that small mountain village, followed by Zhao Layue, Gu Qing, Yuan Qu, and now the boy who doesn't know his name.

Of course, if there are characters like Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing among the apprentices he has accepted, it may bring more trouble.

There was no agreement to meet with the underworld master this time, and it seemed that there was no possibility of convincing the other party, but he confirmed something, so he was in a good mood.

The senior brother was really deceived by him.

The Underworld knew that he was Jing Jiu, but he didn't know, or didn't think he was, Jingyang.

Otherwise, when he said that, the master would have laughed.

- "I'm good at convincing his disciples to betray him. ”

He thought about this sentence for a long time before he came up with it, so it should be interesting.

The underworld master is his third disciple, why didn't he react?

According to his understanding, Senior Brother is a very interesting person who pursues fun, and the disciples taught by Senior Brother should naturally be the same. The Immortal Master did not react, indicating that he did not believe that Jing Jiu was Jingyang at all - since this sentence was not said by the person concerned, it was naturally boring, and it would only seem absurd and speechless.

Well, meta-whale riding might be an exception.

Jing Jiu found that his judgment was not completely reliable, and there were loopholes in his logic, so he couldn't help but feel a little regretful, and thought that he should find time to go to Defeng after returning to Qingshan, and tell Yuan Qilu to listen to this sentence and see what his reaction was.

While thinking about these things, he had already seen the wasteland below the cliff.

The weeds that occasionally straightened up in the wasteland for hundreds of miles, and the ice streams that still had no thaw signs, could not escape his sword eyes.

Those Xuanyin Sect disciples were naturally also clearly seen by him.

Three hundred and twenty-two.

It was a little far away, and he couldn't judge the realm strength of those Xuanyin Sect disciples, he could only judge from the clothes and ornaments, there were at least more than ten elder-level figures.

Those Xuanyin Sect disciples were in groups of three, each group was separated by a fixed distance, looking like chess pieces on a chessboard, and they had sealed this wasteland to ensure that no one could escape, even if that person could kill three Xuanyin Sect disciples in an instant like Jing Jiu, it would be difficult to break through this big net.

Jing Jiu's gaze followed the distribution trend of those Xuanyin Sect disciples in a northwestern direction, landing somewhere thousands of miles away.

There was a red canyon there, which was full of the dry air of the fire veins, even if it was so far away, it could feel dangerous, it was the main altar of the Xuanyin Sect.

When Jing Jiu took Gu Qing to the West Sea a few years ago, he once passed by the sky here.

That night, he witnessed the power of the Sun Banner and felt a murderous gaze at the same time.

He knew who that sight was coming from.

Because of his father-in-law Shi Fengchen, that little cripple had extreme murderous intent towards him and Zhao Layue.

At that time, Jing Jiu said to Gu Qing that if he had the opportunity, he would kill this person.

He glanced at his right hand.

The body has been soaked in the blazing hot earth fire magma for so long, and it does have some benefits, such as being much softer and can be shaped very easily.

Judging by the shape, there is no longer any difference between his right and left hands.

But there are also some downsides, which are still related to softness.

Flexibility can overcome rigidity, but it cannot replace some functions of rigidity.

His right hand had recovered a lot, sharp enough, but it was still a little short of the absolute realm.

That point is not visible to the naked eye, or even imperceptible, and to put it more subtlely, it may not even be real.

Not even demon bones can grind this off.

Jing Jiu looked at the red canyon thousands of miles away again.

The fire carp must have been injured by the Sun Flag.

The Blazing Sun Banner is worthy of being an evil monster, and its power is indeed terrifying.

Even if his right hand is restored, can he kill Wang Xiaoming who is holding this flag?

He once again discovered a weakness of the Aoyama Sect.

Qingshan is obsessed with sword cultivation, disdainful or unaccustomed to using magic weapons.

This habit has lasted for tens of thousands of years, forming a strange status quo, that is, the Qingshan Sect actually has no magic weapon.

Of course, if the swordsmanship of Qingshan Jiufeng is cultivated to the extreme, it can even evolve the power of the Dao method or magic weapon.

But it's not really a magic weapon after all.

An ordinary disciple of the Zhongzhou faction, if he holds the Wanli Seal, it is equivalent to one more life, such as Luo Huainan.

An ordinary Xuanyin Sect disciple possessed the power of the Heavenly Realm when he mastered the Burning Sun Banner, such as Wang Xiaoming.

But what is the use of an ordinary Qingshan disciple holding a three-foot sword?

Yuan Qu can go to the West Sea and cut that flying whale into three thousand pieces?

The sword rises with the man.

Jing Jiu shook his head, and then he was a little puzzled, that Xiao Ming Sect Master already had the Burning Sun Banner, and this was what kind of magic weapon he was interested in, and he actually put on such a big formation.

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The red canyon didn't feel Jing Jiu's gaze, and it was still as silent and hot as usual.

After all, the Xuanyin Sect is a great sect of evil ways with a history of thousands of years, and even if it is killed by Qingshan, it still exists. At the beginning, He Zhenren, the head of Kunlun, only dared to watch from a distance, and during the battle of Yuntai, Tan Zhenren came to deter the evil spirits in the cold mountain, and he did not fall into the clouds, so he was obviously a little jealous.

There are several caves in the walls of the canyon deep in the canyon, and the sultry air becomes much cooler when you pass through it.

The former sect leader Su Qige was lying on the couch, looking at the high cliff standing on the edge of the cliff cave, a mocking smile appeared on his face, and said: "In the past, the Burning Sun Banner was only the foundation of this great array, and it was impossible to leave at all, where would you have thought that it would be able to exert such a terrifying power now, now that you think about it, do you regret it a little?"

As a seventh-generation elder, Gao Ya has lived in this canyon for countless years, and he is naturally extremely familiar with the Burning Sun Banner, hearing this, his face can't help but become ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "The sect leader holds the Burning Sun Banner, but he can punish all the gods in the world, it is a great thing for my sect, what do I have to regret?"

Su Qige smiled and said: "I said at the beginning that if you borrowed him to drive away Su Ziye, you are seeking skin with the tiger. It's true that the sect leader is not good at intrigue and trickery, and other methods are ordinary, but he can never be your puppet, because he was born a true demon. ”

Gao Ya sneered twice and said, "You've said this too many times, what do you want to do?"

Su Ziye said: "I also said...... If this continues, one day, the shadow will fall again. ”

Gao Ya knew that he was talking about the tragic incident back then.

At that time, the Xuanyin Sect was rampant in the Northern Continent, and it could be said to be the most powerful evil sect since the Blood Demon Sect.

At that time, the sect master was extremely talented, his magic skills were world-famous, and he called himself Xuanyinzi, and he was really arrogant to the extreme.

But it is too arrogant, and in the end it offends people who should not be offended.

The two real people in Qingshan took the Jiufeng powerhouses to the north collectively and killed the Xuanyin Sect to the point of blood, and even the ancestral court altar was destroyed.

Xuanyinzi was also forced to escape into the ground, never seeing the light of day, and became a poor sword escaper.

Su Qige said expressionlessly: "In the name of the faction, or the conversion of the sect, which thing is more arrogant, I don't know, I only know that the Burning Sun Banner is getting stronger and stronger now, and only our young sect leader knows the ancient secret method that drives it, so he will become more arrogant." ”

Gao Ya sneered and said, "Even the sleeping Fire King dares to flirt at will, how is he going to be arrogant?"

Su Qige sneered slightly: "He even dares to rob the treasures of the Zhongzhou faction, how can he care about the spirit animals raised by the Zhongzhou faction?"

Gao Ya was silent for a while, and said: "The Zhongzhou faction expelled Tong Yan because Tong Yan stole Qingtianjian...... Do you think it's true?"

Su Qige said: "Although I don't know where the sect leader's source is, I believe it is true. ”

Gao Ya looked at the disciples in the sect who were walking outside the canyon and reinforcing them, and said in a deep voice: "Are you worried that if Qingtianjian falls into the hands of the sect master, it will make the old things happen again?"

Su Qige said: "We can't beat the Qingshan Sect, can we beat the Zhongzhou faction?"

"If the sect leader really refines the Qingtian Jian, my sect will be equivalent to one more Tongtian combat power, whether it is Qingshan or Zhongzhou, you always have to think about what it takes to face two Tongtian at the same time......" Gao Ya was silent for a while again, and said, "And what can we old guys do?"

Su Qige said: "When Guocheng Temple had an accident a few years ago, it is said that someone saw the ancestor. ”

Gao Ya sneered and said, "If you say something so absurd, you would actually believe it?"

Su Qige said: "Yes, I didn't believe it at first, but then I had to believe it. ”

Gao Ya turned around, saw Su Qige's smiling expression, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then saw a token that Su Qige took out, and his expression changed drastically.

As I said before, he had lived in the Xuanyin Sect for many years, older than Su Qige's generation, and knew a lot of things that no one knew.

"Could it be that the ancestor is really out of trouble?"

Gao Ya was extremely shocked, but he didn't mess up, stared at Su Qige's eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "You have been paralyzed for so many years, you have been picked up extremely miserably by your own son, and the sect has long since followed your disciples, how did this thing get into your hands?"

Su Qige said calmly: "It is true that there is no one who is loyal to me, but there are still many people who are still loyal to that evil son, every time I think of this, I feel that I am really a failure, and at the same time, I ...... And a little lucky. ”

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Jing Jiu sat in front of the lonely mountain cliff.

Covered in grass clippings, he looked like a real stone, but with the movement of the skylight, it took on a different appearance.

Night fell, and I believed that those ordinary Xuanyin Sect members would no longer be able to find his traces, but he still didn't stand up, quietly looked at the wasteland, and deduced and calculated the location of that magic weapon through the Xuanyin Sect's formation and personnel distribution.

Naturally, he couldn't calculate the location based on these alone, otherwise the Xuanyin Sect would have discovered that magic weapon a long time ago, and he would just calculate an approximation.

The stone in front of the lonely cliff suddenly disappeared.

He appeared on a meadow more than ten miles away.

If the Nether Immortal Sword is used for tricks, it must be extremely popular in the human world.

He found no trace on the meadow, but he smelled a faint smell.

The taste was really light, just like the glass of wine he poured into the lake in Zhao Yuan outside Chaoge City.

It stands to reason that no matter how sharp his five senses are, it is difficult to smell this smell, after all, he is not a corpse dog.

But he smelled it, probably because he was familiar with it.

In the underground magma river, when he spoke to the Fire Carp King, he had felt a similar familiarity.

He understood who the Xuanyin Sect was looking for, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The Nether Immortal Sword rose, and he disappeared from the spot, following the faint smell to another valley, another ice stream.

He searched for a long time, but he didn't touch the formation laid by the Xuanyin Sect, nor did he let the people of the Xuanyin Sect find out.

As the morning light rose, he came to an unremarkable, dead wood, and finally found the other party.

It was a very common weed, with only two leaves, swaying in the cold wind, as if it might fall at any moment, but the color was so verdant.

He reached out and picked up the dirt under the weeds, touching something as hard.

It was a bronze mirror with very fine and intricate patterns engraved on the mirror.

In fact, the patterns are actually made up of countless buildings, stone bridges, barren mountains, and statues of people.

It's just that the statues are very small, less than one-ten-thousandth the size of a grain of rice, and no one but him can see the real appearance.

Jing Jiu's fingers moved slowly on the bronze mirror, with some emotion, or not.

Did he live there for seventy years or eighty years?

At the beginning, he lived in the palace of Chu State, and later he lived on Buzhou Mountain and never went anywhere else.

Those buildings, stone bridges, barren mountains, he must not have seen them.

But those are the people he may have seen.

He knocked on the bronze mirror.

"Open the door. ”

(End of chapter)