Last night's rain clouds have cleared.

The morning sun traces a sinuous and beautiful red line on the side of the peaks.

The morning light fell on Qingrong Peak not far away, slowly stirring the clouds and mist between the peaks.

Jing Jiu stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at a mountain peak in the distance, silent.

Zhao Luoyue walked out of the cave.

She hadn't slept all night.

Recently, her spirit is all on the scroll of the sword, and she rarely takes her eyes off, eating a goblin when she is hungry, gnawing a mountain fruit, and drinking two sips of mountain spring when she is thirsty, until she is tired, she will sit cross-legged and meditate for a while, and when her spirit recovers slightly, she will start practicing the sword again.

Before dawn, she suddenly figured out a very critical point, and in addition to joy, she also knew that when it was time to rest, she went out of the hole to distract her thoughts.

Looking at Jing Jiu, she was a little surprised.

His white clothes were clean, as if they had been freshly changed, but his hair was a little wet, as if it had rained last night.

Even if it's raining, why don't you use Jian Yuan to steam it dry? You must know that Jing Jiu is different from her, and she has never known to cherish Jian Yuan.

She followed Jing Jiu's line of sight and found that he was looking at Defeng.

Shangde Peak is very far away from here, and although the clouds and fog between the nine peaks are very thin, it is still impossible to see clearly.

She said, "You just told me that Jiufeng shouldn't be wary of each other. ”

Jing Jiu didn't speak, still quietly looking at Shangde Peak.

His eyes were not as indifferent as usual, but as sharp as a sword.

It was as if he was going to see through the mountain until he saw the most secret images.

Suddenly he coughed, and coughed more and more violently, until his face turned pale and his body trembled a little.

Zhao Luoyue stared into his eyes and said, "Are you injured?"

Jing Jiu calmed down a little and said slowly, "Yes." ”

Zhao Luoyue looked at his face and said, "You are seriously injured. ”

Of course, Jingjiu's injuries were serious.

A disciple of Cheng Yiyi, who was clawed by the most mysterious and terrifying white ghost in the four major towns of Qingshan, was not dead, that is, he.

At that time, in order to suppress the white ghost, he behaved very calmly, in fact, he only forcibly suppressed the injury.

"Who are they?"

Zhao Luoyue asked in a deep voice, "Do they also know that you are investigating this matter?" Or do they find out about your relationship with your uncle?"

Jing Jiu shook his head and said, "I said, don't investigate this matter again." ”

Zhao Luoyue said: "I also said that I will definitely investigate this matter." ”

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, and said: "Even if something really happens to Xuanyuan Zhenren, I can't change anything with you and my current realm, because our opponent is not only very strong, but also very cruel, so for you and me, the most important thing now is to cultivate quietly and improve our realm as soon as possible." ”

Zhao Luoyue said seriously: "You may not know me, I'm not a good person, I'm very vicious." ”

Jing Jiu was a little tired and said, "Yes, I'm so scared." ”

Zhao Luoyue was silent for a while and said, "I didn't see it." ”

Is this an awkward chat?

Jing Jiu suddenly asked, "Do you know the Taiping Zhenren?"

As a disciple of Qingshan, how could Zhao Luoyue not know about Taiping Zhenren.

Taiping Zhenren is the previous head of the Shenyun Sect, and the current head of the Shenyun Sect, the Sword Law Yuan Riding Whale, and most of the peak masters are his personal disciples.

He is the senior brother of Xuanyuan Zhenren, and even heard that Xuanyuan Zhenren was also taught by him.

The realm of Taiping Zhenren is as deep as the sea, the Taoism is extremely profound, coupled with the competition of disciples, the Taoism is carried forward, it can be said that it is the most remarkable figure in the history of Shenyun, even if it is placed in the entire cultivation world, it is also one of the few great things.

Many years ago, the Shenyun Sect issued a ban of 800 miles, and the Taiping Zhenren was closed to death, and it never appeared again.

Now, the entire cultivation world thinks that Taiping Zhenren is dead, because too many years have passed.

No matter how great a cultivator is, as long as he can't ascend, he still can't beat the word time after all.

Zhao Luoyue looked into the depths of the mountains and felt slightly confused.

Thousands of miles of green mountains, in addition to the nine peaks, there are many mysterious places, such as the depths of the mountains There are many peaks that cannot be seen all year round.

Those peaks are generally where the hermit elders live, and are called hidden peaks.

Those elders could not ascend, and they should have silently bid farewell to this world just like the Taiping Zhenren.

Are those hidden peaks hidden forever in the river of time, never to be discovered again?

Jing Jiu didn't have these feelings, because many years ago, he had already felt like Zhao Luoyue, and his heart towards the Tao became more and more firm.

"Before he took over as the head of the sect, he had been practicing there, and there were many people in the current head of the sect, Yuan Qi Whale, who were also there at that time. ”

He said, looking at the mountain peak in the distance.

The third peak of Aoyama.

Shangde Peak.

Zhao Luoyue really didn't know about this matter, thought of a question, and said: "Uncle Xuanyuan and Taiping Zhenren are brothers, so he is also from Shangde Peak?"

Jing Jiu thought to himself, yes.

So he was very familiar with Shangde Peak, and he knew that there was a very cold stone cave in Shangde Peak, and there was a well in the deepest part of the cave, and that well led to the bottom of Shangde Peak.

At the bottom of the peak is the Sword Prison, suppressing some big demons that are difficult to kill, as well as some evil powerhouses, spies from the underworld and the Snow Country.

There was no other exit from the Sword Prison except for the well, so how did Lei Poyun escape?

In the small mountain village, in fact, he had already calculated this result, but he didn't expect that the other party used the same means as himself.

So where are you now?

Do I have to eat all over the world hot pot to find you?

Even if I find you, what can I do?

Jing Jiu thought about these questions, thinking a little distracted, a little sad, coughed again, and his face became more and more pale.

。。。。。。

At the top of Shangde Peak, the frost on the stone wall is getting thicker and thicker.

Yuan Qijing stood at the mouth of the well, quietly looking inside, and the two eyebrows had also been dyed white by the frost.

Chi Yan stood in the distance, looking at the back of his senior brother, his mood was a little complicated.

In the past few years, the senior brother often stood at the mouth of the well and looked down, and it was half a day.

He knew that his senior brother had something in his heart, but he didn't know what it was.

。。。。。。

Jing Jiu is sick.

The first step in cultivation is to refine the body, as evidenced by the fist wind and white smoke outside the South Song Pavilion.

I haven't heard of anyone getting sick.

The herbs on Shiyue Peak are used to heal injuries and help with cultivation, not to cure diseases.

No matter how bad Jingjiu's illness is, he can't find medicine to eat.

So he was sick for a long time, until the beginning of autumn, when he still had some cough.

During this time, he had been recuperating and had not practiced much.

Of course, Zhao Luoyue knew that he was injured, not sick, but in her opinion, even if Jing Jiu was not injured, she was afraid that she would not practice much.

Jing Jiu was not worried, he had just entered Chengyi at the beginning of summer, and his realm was already a little unstable, and he was hit by a white ghost, and the sword pill was seriously damaged, but after repair, it was more rounded.

He thinks about his own life, or is that what it means to break and stand up?