Chapter 668 Tianyan Forty-Nine, People Avoid One

More than a hundred years ago, a spring rain fell on Chaotian Continent.

Cheng Tianjian returned to Qingshan, inserted it into the stone tablet, and brought back Liu Ci's last edict.

Just as the big shots of the Green Mountain Sect were arguing, suddenly a wind blew across the peak, shaking a white robe.

In the sight of countless lines of sight, Jing Jiu walked up to the stone tablet, stepped on the shell of Yuan Gui, stood up, reached out to take off the sheath of Cheng Tian's sword, then walked to the chair, turned around and sat down, and said to everyone: "Let me do it."

More than a hundred years later, on the top of Tianguang Peak, at the same place, someone walked up to the chair and said something very similar to him: "Let me do it."

That person was Liu Shisui.

The Tianguang Peak was silent.

People were shocked and speechless.

Immortal Guangyuan and Nan Wang turned extremely pale, because they vaguely guessed a possibility.

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"So that's how it is."

Jing Jiu looked at the Chengtian Sword in his hand, and suddenly asked, "How long have you known me?"

This was a very simple question, but Liu Shisui was stunned, and said with some uncertainty, "One hundred and forty-nine years?"

The wind blew under the hut again.

Jing Jiu raised his head and looked at him quietly without speaking.

There was a very subtle change in Liu Shisui's eyes, and he became much colder. He said, "It is indeed one hundred and forty-nine years since Yunji Town."

Jing Jiu said, "You know that's not what I asked."

Liu Shisui's eyes revealed struggling emotions, and he said, "That's one hundred and forty-nine years."

Next, he suddenly took out his fan and kept fanning it in the cool breeze at the top of Tianguang Peak, as if it was extremely hot.

"It's one hundred and forty-nine."

"Indeed."

"But that's about leaving Aoyama."

"No."

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The sound of quarreling kept ringing along with the fan.

People looked at the scene under the hut, stunned and speechless.

No one is arguing with Liu Shisui, he is arguing with himself, and the most puzzling thing is, aren't they all talking about one hundred and forty-nine years?

Suddenly, all the quarrels disappeared.

Liu Shisui looked at Jing Jiu and asked, "The Dao is fifty, the Tianyan is fourty-nine, and people escape one of them?"

Jing Jiu said: "Yes, you left Sword Prison 149 years ago, and I got to know him."

Liu Shisui's eyes became a little strange, and he said, "I don't believe you can count everything."

Jing Jiu said, "It's not counted, but just right."

He failed in ascension that year.

At the same time, that person left Sword Prison.

He crossed the underground river, went to the small mountain village, and saw a ten-year-old child.

That person was bound by Zhao Layue's sword rope in the restaurant in Yunji Town, and escaped by feigning death.

This is how the story begins.

Exactly one hundred and forty-nine years ago.

The Dao is fifty, the sky is fourty-nine, and people escape one of them.

Jing Jiu looked at him and said calmly, "Da Dao is in front of you, how boring are these things you do?"

Liu Shisui stared into his eyes and said, "I'm just taking back my own things, so what's the point of being bored?"

Jing Jiu looked back at him quietly and said, "This is mine."

Liu Shisui asked, "If it's really yours, why don't you take it back now?"

Jing Jiu's right hand is holding the Chengtian Sword, which should be able to be retracted at any time, but the situation at this time is a bit strange.

The Chengtian scabbard trembled slightly, making a buzzing sound, the sunlight falling on it was shattered into things like snow flakes, it seemed that it didn't know where to go.

The sword comes out of the green hills, and the people here know what a sword is best.

You don't hold the sword, the sword is yours.

Control of the sword has never been the same.

The ownership of the sword has never been calculated in this way.

Jing Jiu looked at him and said seriously, "This sword was given to me by Liu Ci."

"Liu Ci gave you the Chengtian Sword, but it doesn't mean it's yours."

Liu Shisui looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Because I didn't give it to him back then, this sword should still be mine."

Immortal Guangyuan and Nan Wang looked at Liu Shisui with extremely strange expressions on their faces, and asked with some uncertainty, "Master?"

Liu Shisui smiled.

Still that dark face.

His expression was still so sincere.

But with just such a smile, it seems to become another person.

Taiping real person.

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The silence at the top of the peak suddenly broke, and the people were shocked and shouted loudly.

"Taiping real person!"

"He is the Taiping Devil!"

Yes, only the real Taiping can say this sentence.

Back then, he did not pass the Chengtian Sword to Liu Ci.

It's just that Jingyang took Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing and put him in the sword prison.

There is no trial, no passing, just a sneak attack.

From the point of view of the Qingshan orthodoxy, of course the Chengtian Sword still belongs to him.

A blood-red sword light illuminates the top of Tianguang Peak.

No one understands why that person turned into Daoist Taiping even though he was Liu Shisui. Is this the legend of seizing the house, or controlling the soul?

Zhao Layue didn't think about it and stood up.

Together with her gaze, Firth Sword aimed at the center of Taiping's eyebrows.

Many years ago, in the restaurant in Yunji Town, she bound the opponent with the Furth sword, and then a flying sword came from the window, piercing the opponent's forehead.

She didn't know how high the other party's state was now after he succeeded in becoming a feather, and she didn't even know how to kill the other party, so she could only prepare according to the experience of the year.

The cosmic front with a sense of tranquility also appears on the top of the peak and may fall at any time.

The gray zigzag strange sword was quietly hidden behind Universe Front.

Standing behind Yuan Qu, Zhuo Rusui stretched out his right hand to point at the back of Daoist Taiping, his face was full of excitement.

Without any hesitation at all, the disciples of Shenmo Peak began to prepare for the battle, while the rest of the Qingshan disciples were in a state of shock and bewilderment.

At this time, several Qingshan elders rushed out from the crowd, knelt down and saluted Taiping Daoist, and shouted in surprise: "Master! You are back!"

Elder Mochi was in a turbulent mood, and was about to go out to salute, when he suddenly thought about the events of the past few hundred years, he slowly withdrew his steps, and let out a painful sigh.

Immediately afterwards, more and more shouts sounded.

Some people are calling the master, some are calling the master, some are calling the master...

No matter how many years Daoist Taiping has been imprisoned in the Sword Prison, no matter what the practice circle says he is a big devil who commits all kinds of crimes, but for some people in the Qingshan Sect, he is still the master, the ancestor, and the head of the sect...

It's just that the grandfather came back to do what?

Is he going to fight for the head?

So who should we support?

At this time, Jing Jiu did something that no one thought of - he let go of his right hand holding Chengtian's scabbard.

Letting go doesn't mean letting go.

He couldn't take back the Chengtian scabbard, because the Chengtian scabbard was under the control of Daoist Taiping.

At this time, it doesn't matter whether the hand is holding the scabbard or not.

Chengtian's scabbard didn't fall to the ground, it hovered quietly between him and Master Taiping, vibrating slightly, buzzing like a wild bee.

Jing Jiu got up and walked a few steps towards the edge of the cliff.

Chengtian's scabbard moved accordingly.

Daoist Taiping also walked to the edge of the cliff, and there was a distance of several feet away from him, and they didn't look at each other.

Cheng Tian's scabbard is still between the two of them.

Immortal Guangyuan and Nan Wang looked at each other, knowing that master and uncle should have similar control over Chengtian's scabbard.

Zhao Layue saw more things, knowing that Jing Jiu didn't want them to participate because their level was too low, or for some other reason?

For example, if a forceful attack at this time might not kill Daoist Taiping, but would hurt Liu Shisui who was possessed by him?

It has to be said that she is indeed the person who knows Jing Jiu best and also understands his relationship with Liu Shisui.

Daoist Taiping obviously understands this very well, so he took the risk of going to Qianlifenglang and paid a lot of money to create this situation.

How did Jing Jiu break the situation?

He raised his eyes and looked somewhere in the sea of ​​clouds.

There is a small sedan chair with green curtains.

The green curtain moves with the breeze, and the master of Shuiyue Temple can be vaguely seen.

Without words, the Master of Shuiyue Temple understood what he meant.

The green curtain moved again.

A pink peach blossom blooms between the curtains.

The master of Shuiyue nunnery came on the clouds.

Many ascetics did not know the appearance of the master of Shuiyue Temple until this time.

She looked like a very ordinary girl, wearing a plain skirt, her eyes were extremely bright, and she faintly felt like March.

She looks ordinary, but she is actually one of the strongest in Chaotian Continent.

The sea of ​​clouds suddenly shattered into more than ten holes, which were the footprints left by her.

In just an instant, she came to the top of Tianguang Peak, with a powerful and unimaginable power, she flipped her palm and slapped Daoist Taiping on the chest.

At this time, at the top of Tianguang Peak, Jing Jiu and Master Taiping were fighting for the Chengtian Sword, and the only people who could stop her were Master Guangyuan and Nan Wang.

Master Guangyuan and Nan Wang looked at each other without moving.

There was a soft snap.

The palm of Master Shuiyuean landed on the chest of Daoist Taiping.

The palm that seemed to be able to destroy mountains and seas was so gentle when it finally fell, like a ray of breeze.

Because her purpose was not to beat Liu Shisui to death, but to beat real Taiping out of Liu Shisui's body.

Jing Jiu didn't let Zhao Layue and others do it, but went to the edge of the cliff and took a look at the green curtain sedan, which was what he meant.

Back then in Chaoge City, even Sanyue was able to force Immortal Bairen out of Baizao's body, so Shuiyue Temple Master could naturally do similar things. No matter how strong Taiping's spirit is, it is impossible to be stronger than Bairen.

However, something unexpected happened.

Daoist Taiping's body shook slightly, a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his lips, but nothing else happened.

A rainbow illuminates the Skylight Peak.

The Master of Shuiyue Temple let out a soft snort, turned into a ray of clear light, and retreated into the small sedan chair with the green curtains, but he was injured a little bit.

Surprises were heard all around Tianguang Peak, and everyone looked at Daoist Taiping with horror.

People don't know the deep meaning in Master Shuiyuean's palm, watching him compete with Jing Jiu for the Inheriting Heaven Sword, and he can even shake head-to-head with Master Shuiyuean, exchanging wounds for wounds, thinking what a terrible state of cultivation this is!

Master Taiping took back the Guancheng brush, looked at Jing Jiu and said indifferently, "I told you many years ago that it is impossible for people to step into the same river. You used the same method in Chaoge City. Do you want to use it on me again?"