The main sword of Tianguang Peak is the sword of the Qingshan sect.
This sword has long been lost, the so-called Chengtian sword is just a scabbard.
There is no doubt that this is the biggest secret of the Qingshan Sect, and no one knows it except the Lord of the Nine Peaks.
Zhao Layue still doesn't know about it, because she left too suddenly, or it may be intentional, and she still doesn't know many secrets about Qingshan.
Of course, the disciples of Qingshan didn't know about it.
The outer sect disciples in Nansong Pavilion, Beihemen and other places are still most concerned about when they will be able to reach perfection and become inner disciples.
The sword-washing disciples by the stream are most concerned about which peak master will be favored by them in the upcoming sword inheritance meeting.
Of course, the disciples of Chengjian in the peak are most concerned about the sword competition held every few years, what kind of ranking they can get, and whether they can get the qualification to participate in the Meihui.
There were more than forty inner disciples participating in the Chengjian Conference, among which more than ten disciples from Nansong Pavilion received the most attention.
Zhao Layue was born in Nansongting, and so was Liu Shisui.
In less than ten years, Nansongting has produced two natural Taoists, but the evaluation and treatment of the two in Qingshan Nine Peaks are completely different.
When the Qingshan disciples mentioned the name Liu Shisui, they were no longer full of admiration as before, full of shame and disappointment, occasionally sympathetic, and more angry.
When the name Zhao Layue was mentioned, they were more excited than ever, and their admiration was even greater.
Yao Songshan and Lin Yingliang finally brought back the news of the peak master Shenmo who had not returned from Yunyou for two years.
Until then, the people of Qingshan Jiufeng knew where Zhao Layue had been and what he had done in the past two years.
Kill demons and demons all the way!
It doesn't matter which sect raises you as an evil animal, or you are the benefactor of the imperial concubine or empress, as long as you do evil, you will be killed with one sword!
Listening to these stories, how can disciple Qingshan not feel proud and honored.
What made disciple Qingshan most gratifying was what happened at the Four Seas Banquet.
The Xihai Sword Sect has acted arrogantly relying on the sword god these years, which made Qingshan disciples very displeased.
Zhao Layue murdered in the palace at the Four Seas Banquet, in the eyes of Qingshan disciples, he slapped the Xihai Sword Sect in the face, so happy.
The news of Jing Jiu's appointment with the Zhongzhou faction to fight against Meihui spread widely, but even Qingshan's fellow disciples... didn't look favorably on him at all.
Because his opponent might be Tong Yan from the Zhongzhou School, who is universally recognized as the number one player in chess.
Some disciples who didn't know the situation at that time even felt a little dissatisfied, thinking that if he lost to the opponent at that time, wouldn't it mean that Qingshan was overwhelmed by the Zhongzhou faction
One afternoon, after half a day of homework, the Sword Washing disciples came to the stream to rest for a while, taking advantage of the spring day, discussing something.
The Inheriting Sword Conference is just around the corner, and the most discussed topics among the disciples are naturally when Zhao Layue will come back and whether she will recruit disciples this time.
A white cloud suddenly floated in the blue sky, the atmosphere between the sky and the earth changed slightly, the lights and shadows on the peaks intertwined, and the green mountain formation opened a passage.
A flying sword swiftly flew over from the sky, drawing a straight red line.
The streamside was suddenly quiet, and then it became noisy.
Meili, Lin Wuzhi, Gu Han and the others heard the sound and left the Xijian Pavilion, looked up at the sky with different expressions.
Someone shouted in surprise: "Senior Sister Layue is back!"
"It's Uncle Layue!" A disciple hurriedly corrected him.
"The Furth sword is even redder, like blood."
"What are you afraid of? When the Qingshan sword comes out, it will inevitably be stained with blood. Uncle Layue kills demons and demons all the way, and the fairy sword is of course more red."
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The blood-red sword light converged on the peak, and there was a sound of apes in the woods between the cliffs, and then there was a sound of friction, presumably the apes were coming to meet each other.
The apes were very enthusiastic about their master's return, expressing their longing for it.
Jing Jiu felt a little irritable, thinking how these monkeys are becoming more and more like those relatives of Shiyue Peak.
Zhao Layue went to bathe and change clothes in the cave.
The first thing Jing Jiu did was to take out the bamboo chair and lie down on it.
Without this reclining chair for the past two years, he even spent much less time sleeping.
Besides the bamboo chair, he also forgot to take away the porcelain plate, which was already taken out by this time.
Zhao Layue walked out of the cave wiping her slightly damp hair, and saw Jing Jiu lying on a chair with a grain of gravel in his hand, staring at the porcelain plate in a daze.
It's been a long time since I saw this picture.
A smile flashed in her eyes.
The gravel on the porcelain plate has covered nearly half of the area.
She remembered very clearly that when she was at the edge of Xijian Cliff, it should be one third.
Calculating from the time, what Jing Jiu did should be more and more difficult as it went on.
It was precisely because of the porcelain plate and gravel that she firmly believed that playing chess was the easiest thing in the world for Jing Jiu.
Even Tong Yan couldn't be his opponent.
Just thinking about this, hurried footsteps came from between the cliffs.
Gu Qing came to the top of the peak as quickly as possible, and before saluting, he looked directly at Jing Jiu and said, "Mei Hui?"
Jing Jiu hummed.
Gu Qing's expression changed slightly, and he asked again: "Tong Yan?"
Zhao Layue said, "If he goes."
Gu Qing stood by the cliff and thought about it for a while, then said to Jing Jiu, "We have to win."
Under the influence of Jing Jiu, his words are becoming less and less, and for some reason, the monkeys in the peaks have not changed at all.
Jing Jiu turned to look at Zhao Layue and said, "Look, his mood is really peaceful, stronger than you and Shi Sui."
Gu Qing listened to him praising himself as stronger than Zhao Layue, feeling a little uncomfortable, thinking about Liu Shisui mentioned in his words, and said seriously: "He is having a hard time now, I went to see him once, and he will come again He also refused to see me, I think there is something wrong with his mentality, you should go and see."
Jing Jiu didn't answer.
Zhao Layue said, "Are you sure nothing will happen to him?"
Jing Jiu dropped the grain of sand between his fingers and said, "I can only be sure that this is his own choice."
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On the fourth day after the two returned to Qingshan, the sword inheritance meeting began.
The layout at the end of Xijianxi is the same as it was three years ago. It should be because all sects are preparing for the Meihui. The number of guests who come to watch the ceremony is much less. There are no visitors from Guocheng Temple and Daze. Man, the little girl from the Xuanling Sect didn't come either.
The strange thing is that the Fengdao Sect, which has a normal relationship with the Qingshan Sect, sent another envoy after the last time.
The appearance of Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu attracted countless eyes.
Three years ago, they also participated in the Chengjian Conference, but at that time it was by the stream, but today it is on the cliff.
At that time they were the disciples preparing to inherit the sword, now they are the disciples preparing to select the sword.
Speaking of the rapid promotion of status, looking at Qingshan for tens of thousands of years, such a situation really rarely happens.
This is of course directly related to Jingyang's real ascent.
Looking at Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu, many Qingshan disciples and even the second-generation masters inevitably felt a little envious, even jealous, but they knew that they did not have the courage of Zhao Layue three years ago, let alone the ability to climb to the top of Shenmo Peak, so All the jealousy and unwillingness fell on Jing Jiu.
Except for a few people, no one knows what happened that night.
Jing Jiu didn't deal with anyone, so naturally he didn't have a chance to explain, and he was happy to see it.
Zhao Layue understood his intentions, so naturally she wouldn't say anything, and like Jing Jiu, she basically didn't see anyone.
Suddenly a disciple by the stream said, "Look quickly, is he still carrying that iron sword?"
"It's the sword left by Uncle Mo. It's wide and straight. I can't mistake it."
"What's going on? Has he not yet entered the Wuzhang realm?"