Jing Jiu said, "If Jingyang is still alive, what would he say to you?"
Of course Zhao Layue understands that her grand uncle chose to inherit the sword by herself because she hoped that she could finally climb the Great Dao, but... if something happened to her grand uncle, as a disciple of Chengjian, how could she not care about it
Jing Jiu said: "Just now I was walking with your sword, overlooking the ground, the river is like a twig, the torrential water is still in my eyes, why is it so? Because we fly high enough, and the distance between us and the ground is far enough This is why ascetics need to keep a distance from everything in the world.”
Zhao Layue said: "If you can't hit the ground, what's the point of flying so high?"
Jing Jiu said: "The purpose of cultivating the Tao is not to strive for strength, nor to pursue meaning. It is to fly higher."
Zhao Layue said, "Why?"
Jing Jiu said: "The way to seek longevity is to have more time to see the world, to fly higher, to see farther. For all this, it is said that ascetics are ruthless. This is not bad, because ascetics never Don’t look in front of you, just look thousands of miles away, there can be no gaps in your chest, because you want to keep the world.”
Zhao Layue did not respond to his words, and said, "I know you flew past."
Only a person who has flown freely in the sky before will be as calm and unexcited as Jing Jiu when flying with a sword for the first time.
Jing Jiu didn't speak. Of course he's flown, he's been where no one has been, seen places no one has seen. So he understands better than anyone that life should be used, not for conspiracy, nor for revenge—those are just means to solve problems, not the real problem.
However, this was not what he intended to say to Zhao Layue, he was just worried about her and wanted to persuade her to give up.
If the little girl really finds out something, he is worried that he won't be able to protect her.
Even if he is Jing Jiu.
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The next morning, the monkey called a few times, and Jing Jiu woke up on the bamboo chair.
The silver charcoal was burning in the stove, and the water in the teapot was just boiling, and there was a gurgling sound. Gu Qing squatted in front of the stove with a small round fan, and his movements seemed very skillful.
"Ten years old told you?" Jing Jiu asked.
Lu Qing was a little embarrassed, and said, "Yes."
Jing Jiu said, "You don't need to do these things."
Gu Qing said: "When I was in Liangwang Peak, I also often did these things."
Before proving his talent in swordsmanship, he was just a sword boy sent by the Gu family to Liangwang Peak to serve Nanshan.
He has done many things like making the bed and folding the quilt, making tea and pouring water.
Zhao Layue walked out of the cave, saw this scene, and said to him directly: "Gu Han will be angry."
Gu Qing didn't say anything. After the water boiled, he poured it into the teapot and left.
Looking at the figure on the mountain road, Zhao Layue asked, "What do you think?"
Jing Jiu said, "The talent is pretty good. Although it's not as good as you and Shisui, but your temperament is more stable than yours."
Zhao Layue asked: "He grew up in Liangwang Peak since he was a child, and he and Gu Han are brothers, why are you willing to take him in?"
There are many things Jing Jiu can not ask, but she can't.
She is the owner of the mountain, and she is responsible for the mountain that has just seen the light of day, the two people in the mountain, and... those monkeys.
Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "Anyway, they're here."
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Gu Qing went back to the cliff and continued to repair the house.
He has done a lot of things since he was a child, but he was very clumsy wherever he repaired a house. It may take more than ten days to repair it, depending on the situation.
Fortunately, he is a monk. Although he can't live on the wind and drink the dew, he is in good health, and he doesn't have to worry about getting sick from the cold dew when he sleeps in the mountains.
He kept cutting off the twigs on the trunks with his sword, and cut off many old vines from the cliff, preparing to tie up the wood in the future.
He was doing these things, and for some reason, he was getting more and more sad.
He is not a natural Daoist like Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui, but he is also very talented. He has already entered the realm of Chengyi at a very young age, even higher than Jing Jiu.
Now Jing Jiu has become Chengjian's disciple of Shenmo Peak. Every day he lies on the peak and basks in the sun, but he cuts branches and repairs houses here.
He didn't know where he was supposed to be a few days ago, and now he finds that he doesn't know why he is doing these things.
He wasn't complaining, nor was he jealous, just a little sad.
He is Gu Han's younger brother, but he was not born of the same mother. In fact, he was just a humble son of the Gu family.
Back then, the Gu family wanted to please Nanshan, so they sent him to Liangwang Peak to be a sword boy.
It wasn't until a certain chance that Guo Nanshan discovered his talent for swordsmanship that his fate changed.
A few days ago he lost to Jing Jiu in the Chengjian Conference, Guo Nanshan didn't say anything, Gu Han still reprimanded him severely.
Then, there is the sacrifice.
He stood up and admitted that he secretly learned swordsmanship, so that Shangdefeng would not be able to attack the brothers of Liangwangfeng or even the elders of Tianguangfeng through this matter. But why does it have to be self-sacrifice? He really shouldn't have used the Liulong Sword Art in front of so many people, but... didn't you ask me to win Jing Jiu
He wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, and continued to cut the twigs from the tree with his sword in hand.
Time passed, Feng Jiu was bathed in the warm sunshine, he put down his sword, wiped off his sweat, and prepared to take a rest.
He sat cross-legged beside the pile of trees, closed his eyes, and began to absorb the vitality of the world, and the remaining tears on his face were gradually dried by the wind.
After an unknown amount of time, an indifferent voice woke him up.
"You are indeed here."
Gu Qing turned around and looked.
Gu Han stood beside the mountain road and looked at him coldly.
Lu Qing was very nervous, stood up quickly, and opened his mouth to explain a few words.
Gu Han's expression was very cold, like a real frost.
Feeling the heavy pressure, Lu Qing's lips trembled slightly.
But at the next moment, he didn't know what he thought of, his lips gradually stopped trembling, he returned to calm, and his eyes also became calm.
He remained silent and looked back at Gu Han.
Before the cliff, it was extremely quiet.
In Gu Qing's eyes, Gu Han didn't see the fear he expected, which surprised him a bit.
Although since learning swords from senior brother Nanshan, this evil species has less fear of him.
What made him even more angry was that in Lu Qing's eyes, he didn't even see a trace of apology.
"You are in a hurry to lose. You only ended up using the sword formula that your senior brother passed on to you privately."
Gu Han looked at him and said sharply: "Don't you still think that everything is my fault and you are not at fault at all?"
Lu Qing was silent for a while, then said, "I know I was wrong."
Gu Han looked calm.
Gu Qing went on to say: "So I admit to learning swordsmanship secretly, I was expelled from Liangwang Peak, and I couldn't bear the sword for three years. This is the price."
Gu Han was stunned, not knowing what to say.