It's been two years.
Every time Jing Jiu went to a city, he would eat hot pot.
Just because Zhao Layue didn't ask, doesn't mean she wouldn't think about it.
Jing Jiu didn't answer her question.
Because until now, he didn't know whether he wanted to see that person in the hot pot restaurant, or if it had become a habit.
Suddenly there was a song sounding, ding dong like spring water, falling in the ears and ringing in the heart, it was extremely clear.
The music is beautiful, but this is a hot pot restaurant, so it doesn't feel harmonious, even though Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue are sitting in a private room.
Jing Jiu put on his hat.
Zhao Layue also took the hat and put it on.
After passing Yuzhou, they walked more and more slowly, so the things that covered their heads and faces changed from gray cloths to hats again.
The people who met them later all died, so until now, Qing Tiansi's portrait is still what they looked like when they were in Baoshuju.
The door opened, followed by a slightly startled whisper.
A young girl was standing outside the house with her pipa in her arms. She was very petite. The plain clothes on her body seemed a bit too big. A white jasmine flower was stuck in her temples, she looked very clean.
Zhao Layue recalled the scene when she was trying on the clothes of Master Jingyang's uncle at the top of Shenmo Peak, and put down a few copper coins on the table.
The girl hesitated, walked to the table, put away the copper coins, and said in a low voice and quickly: "Someone wants to harm you, please be careful."
Zhao Layue said, "Raise your head."
The girl was slightly stunned, and raised her head according to her words, revealing a beautiful little face, her eyes were weak, very lovable.
Zhao Layue said: "Fox spirit."
The girl's face was slightly red, and she said with tears in her eyes, "Why are you swearing?"
Jing Jiu said, "It's indeed a vixen."
Naturally, he and Zhao Layue were not cursing.
Only then did the girl confirm that her true identity had been seen through.
"Where did the two immortal masters come from? Why can they see my real body?"
There was a slight fear on her small face, Jasmine trembled slightly, her eyes became weaker.
One must know that she has a secret technique, even the strong in the wandering realm may not be able to recognize her true face, but Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue saw through it at a glance today.
How did she know that Zhao Layue cultivated sword intent to quench her body, and her eyesight was countless times sharper than that of fellow practitioners, not to mention Jing Jiu.
Zhao Layue said: "I didn't expect Yingcheng Xiaohe to be a demon cultivator."
She traveled with Jing Jiu for two years, even if she had little contact with people, she would always know something about the practice world.
This girl is called Xiao He, and she is a well-known female cultivator in Yingcheng, known for her cruelty.
Two years ago, the young master of the Sandu faction was poisoned by her because of his words.
Seeing that they even called out her own name, Xiao He no longer tried to hide it, and bowed down to the two of them.
"If the two immortal masters hadn't killed the thieves sent by Sandu back then, that lewd thief would definitely still be staring at me. I am a demon cultivator and I don't have the protection of a sect. Whether it is the head of Sandu who sent me or Kunlun sent me Disciple, I can't even handle it, so I sincerely thank the two immortal masters for warning."
Zhao Layue said, "Who?"
Xiao He said: "Qing Tiansi. It coincides with the feast of the four seas. There are many ascetics who participated in this event, including elders from Kunlun, strong men from Daze, eminent monks from Guocheng Temple, and Immortal Master Qingshan."
Zhao Layue said, "Why do you know it's us?"
Xiao He was a little uneasy and said: "It's inconvenient to tell, and I ask the immortal master not to ask."
The room grew quiet.
The hot pot soup boiled and made a gurgling sound.
Xiao He said worriedly: "Even though the two immortal masters have powerful mana, but the enemy is powerful, it is better not to stay in Haizhou."
Zhao Layue looked at Jing Jiu and asked, "Killed?"
Jing Jiu said, "It's up to you."
Xiao He opened her eyes wide, looking very innocent.
It took a while for her to understand the meaning of the conversation between the two, and she suddenly panicked, anxious and frightened, her eyes were clouded with mist, she was very pitiful.
"I feel sorry for you." Zhao Layue said, "Why don't you take him back to be a companion for the guard?"
Jing Jiu said, "I will be bitten to death."
Zhao Layue said: "Forget it, let's go."
Xiao He has a lot of knowledge, but she has never seen such a weird person, so she dared not stay, and quickly retreated holding the pipa.
A plate of mussels and a plate of snails calmed down the boiling hot pot soup temporarily.
Zhao Layue looked out the window.
The sunset glow was getting redder and redder, and suddenly there was a huge shadow, attacking from the direction of the sea.
The huge shadow in the sky is a flying whale flying through the clouds.
Accompanied by a deep and melodious call, the flying whale spewed out countless seawater, which turned into raindrops and fell.
At the end of winter, Haizhou City ushered in a spring rain ahead of schedule.
A rainbow appeared on the edge of the sunset, which was extremely beautiful.
There was cheers in Haizhou City.
This is a grand ceremony in the West Sea, welcoming those ascetics who came from afar to participate in the Four Seas Banquet.
Zhao Layue looked at the rainy sky and said, "Show your identity?"
It took two years to come here, and she knew that Jing Jiu would definitely not leave before meeting that person.
So how about revealing your identity? Anyway, in a few days it will be the Chengjian Conference, and they will also be returning to Qingshan.
Jing Jiu said, "There's no rush."
Zhao Layue looked away, looked at him and asked seriously: "Then how to fight?"
Along the way, they slashed monsters and killed people, seemingly arrogant, but actually very measured.
Most of the monsters and opponents that Zhao Layue encountered, or Jing Jiu helped her choose, were not as powerful as her.
In other words: they only choose to kill opponents who can kill them.
Zhao Layue once had doubts, shouldn't the strong fight against the strong to get stronger
Jing Jiu's answer was: No one can become stronger if he dies with one strike of the sword.
The current Haizhou City has gathered many powerful cultivators because of the Four Seas Banquet.
No matter how talented the two are, their cultivation time is limited, so they will definitely not be able to fight, so what should we do
Jing Jiu looked at her and asked, "Have you ever heard of a sword technique that falls from the sky with one move?"
Zhao Layue thought for a while and said, "No."
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What should you do when you know a lot of people are looking for you
Jing Jiu's actions have always been simple, just like his style of chopping vegetables.
He went straight to the door.
I was looking for the same door.
The Feast of the Four Seas is about to be held, and practitioners from many sects are coming one after another. The immortal residence is already full, but naturally the residence of the immortal master of the Qingshan sect will not be missing.
The Qingshan sect had good relations with Daze and Guocheng Temple for generations, and they lived in a small courtyard.
The small courtyard is very quiet, but it is not quiet.
Because of that incident, Haizhou City, which seemed to be lively and festive, had a dark feeling that the rain was about to come.
In fact, neither Yao Songshan nor Daze's Zuo Yushi had any interest in besieging and killing those two so-called demons.
In their view, the monsters or people killed by those two people have their own way of death. Moreover, ascetics are fighting against the destiny, they look down on life and death, and murder is too common. If it weren't for the relationship between the abbot of the Black Dragon Temple who was killed by those two people a few days ago, and the noble concubine in the palace, how could Qing Tiansi be like this? Seriously
At this time, the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open, and two people wearing hats came in.
Zuo Yushi narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Who are you?"
When he spoke, he was ready to attack at any time.
The hat is not a gray cloth, but it can also cover the head and face.
Yao Songshan raised her eyebrows slightly, like a sword, as if ready to fly at any moment.
Sensing the wave of sword intent coming from his senior brother, Lin Yingliang came to his senses. Looking at the two people who walked into the small courtyard, he was a little surprised, but not flustered, let alone fearful. He quietly held the hilt of the sword with his right hand. Ready to untie it, thinking silently, these two devils dare to come to the door, it is really a death.
A man and a woman? One tall and one short? Looking at those two people wearing hats, Yao Songshan's strange feeling became more and more intense.
He didn't draw his sword, staring at the opponent and asked, "Who are you?"
The shorter woman didn't take off her hat, but stretched out her hand and swiped it up and down in front of her face twice.
Yao Songshan's expression suddenly became extremely strange.
The old monk of Guocheng Temple knew it well and knew that there was nothing to worry about. He smiled and nodded, and then led the excited nephew back to his room.
Zuo Yushi didn't know the specific situation, but he also understood something, smiled and waved his hands, and went back to his room.
Yao Songshan brought those two back to his room, Lin Yingliang followed in with a blank expression, wondering what the hell was going on
The door of the room was closed, Yao Songshan looked at the two people, saluted and said: "Greetings to the two uncles."
Lin Yingliang was stunned for a moment before he realized it, and he almost didn't cry out.