"I don't know how you killed him that night, but I know that your sword essence is very abundant, not even weaker than mine."
Zhao Layue looked at him and said, "I don't understand how a lazy person like you can do it."
From the time she was sensible, or even from the time she was born, she had contacted and prepared to practice under the watchful eyes of the Green Mountain Sect.
Every morning when she opened her eyes, she began to exercise, meditate, and practice swords after she came to the Qingshan Sect. She never slacked off for a moment.
It can be said that every breath she takes is practicing.
She had heard of Jing Jiu and knew that he was famously lazy, but after what happened at the peak of the night, she thought it was a misrepresentation.
It wasn't until these two times when she saw him with her own eyes that she realized that he was really lazy.
She had never seen such a lazy person, such a person who wasted his talent.
What she couldn't understand was how such a lazy person could cultivate such abundant sword energy.
She really wanted to know the answer to this question, more than knowing Jing Jiu's real identity.
"Do you know why I am willing to come to Qingshan Zong to learn swords?"
Jing Jiu looked at her and said, "Because it doesn't matter how the disciples cultivate, they can cultivate however they want."
He added a sentence in his heart, of course, because this place is more familiar.
Zhao Layue said: "I don't know what you want to cultivate and what you want to hide, but you are so easy to become the object of everyone's attention."
Jing Jiu said, "I find it troublesome to hide it deliberately."
Zhao Layue said, "Even if someone will discover your secret?"
"There is no secret that can be kept forever, and the sharp cone in the bag cannot be hidden forever."
Jing Jiu said: "I have had a similar experience before. The sun rises every day, but the sky cannot always be covered with dark clouds. If you always try to prevent the people on the ground from seeing your brilliance, it will be a problem. Very difficult, even stupid."
Zhao Layue slowly turned her head to look at him, and asked with some uncertainty, "You compare yourself to the sun?"
Jing Jiu said, "It's just an example."
"Many senior sisters in Qingrong Peak are talking about me in private, saying that I am narcissistic."
Zhao Layue was silent for a while, then said, "I think I'm not as good as you."
Jing Jiu said, "I think you should understand what I mean."
Zhao Layue did not speak.
She knew what Jing Jiu wanted to express.
She is a natural Daoist, a swordsman, and the favor of the Green Mountain Sect. Since she was born, she has received countless attentions. After entering the inner door, she chose the difficult and dangerous training method of sword intent tempering the body, or it may also be related to it, because then she can hide deep in the clouds of Jianfeng Peak without being seen.
She was silent and looked stubborn.
Jing Jiu raised his hand and stroked her hair.
Zhao Layue raised her eyebrows and stared at him with murderous intent.
Jing Jiu withdrew his hand and said without changing his face, "You should go wash your hair, it's just for cultivation, don't make yourself so embarrassed."
Zhao Layue shook her head vigorously, the dust fell, she looked like a puppy who just came home from a day of crazy fun outside.
"I forgot."
After saying this, she flew towards her cave above the cliff with her sword.
Jing Jiu felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.
Not long after, Zhao Layue came back, changed into a new shirt, and her short black hair was still dripping.
The natural condition of the cave where she lives is much better than that of ordinary disciples. It is located at the top of the cliff, but there is a hot spring drawn by the fairy masters of the previous peak.
Jing Jiu glanced at her hair.
Zhao Layue said: "The sword element is used to kill people, how can it be used for these things."
Jing Jiu was about to say something when he suddenly turned his head to look at the eastern sky.
There were several extremely sharp whistles in the sky.
The cloud layer was torn apart, bringing out several straight cloud lines, which looked like arrows.
There was a loud bang, and the middle part of the cloud was turbulent. After a while, a sword light broke through the cloud and came to the sky above Xijianxi.
That sword light was pure and bright, extremely high-level, and exuded a very strong sword intent. The sword driver should be a strong man with a deep realm. But for some reason, this flying sword is very unstable, crooked, like a drunken villager, or like a frightened wild crane.
Jian Guang walks between the cliffs beside Xijian Creek, sometimes up and sometimes down.
An incomparably shrill sound came from the sword, and it spread around.
"Even if there is no one, what about two!"
"No one, what about two?"
The shout of the sword rider echoed in the canyon.
Terrifying sword intent fell from time to time, the stream suddenly became turbulent, clear traces appeared on the cliff, and broken stones rustled down.
There is a faint sword light rising from the peaks in the distance, it should be the direct disciples are coming.
The Xijian disciples by the stream avoided the Xijian Pavilion under the call of their teachers.
Hearing the shrill shouts in the sky, and seeing the towering trees and stones that had been broken by the sword intent between the cliffs, the disciples looked pale and panicked.
How is this going? Who is that man? Why so crazy, so terrible
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Zhao Layue walked to the edge of the cliff, looking at the crazy sword light in the sky, her eyes showed vigilance and hostility.
Jing Jiu looked at her quietly, wondering what was the source of these two emotions
The sword light from Zhufeng stopped when it was more than ten miles away from Xijianxi, probably after receiving an order.
That crazy sword light was too fast, and the sword driver was too strong. The ordinary direct disciples in Zhufeng were no match at all, and could only increase casualties, so the hundreds of sword lights just guarded the periphery, forming several sword formations, In order to protect himself, it is also to prevent the lunatic who wields the sword from running away.
After the formation of the sword formation of the sword disciples, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color.
The clouds scattered towards the surrounding fields, and a square iron sword fell from the sky.
The square iron sword fluttered in the wind and grew, turning into a dome more than ten feet wide, directly pressing down on the crazy flying sword, suppressing it to a mountainous area several miles away.
Loud bangs, like real thunder, kept ringing under the dome of the iron sword.
The boulders on the mountain jumped up from the ground, and the bones rolled, as if they had become living things.
Terrible vibrations came from afar to Xijianxi, the water of the stream was like boiling, collided with the cliff and shattered, countless fishes were shaken to death.
Half an hour later, the fighting finally stopped, and the iron sword fell silent, just like a real small iron house.
I don't know if the person covered by the iron sword is dead or what.
Countless dead fish floated to the surface of the stream, and it looked like the richest businessman in Chaoge City threw a dozen baskets of silver coins.
The cliff that was cut by the crazy sword slowly slid down and entered the stream, stirring up countless huge waves and bringing countless sighs.
"Is this the power of breaking the sea?"
Looking at the picture in the distance, Zhao Layue said.
Jing Jiu walked up to her and said, "Yuan Qijing hasn't made a move in person for many years. I think he may have broken through the sea and reached Consummation long ago, and entered the Heaven-reaching Realm."
Zhao Layue glanced at him.
If this sentence is true, the Qingshan Sect will definitely shock the entire continent if they add another person who reaches the sky.
How did Jing Jiu know? And why tell yourself