Chapter 111

Looking at the residue of a pot of white soup, Jing Jiu put on his hat, tied his cloth belt, got off the restaurant and went into the carriage.

The car was prepared by the family in advance.

Gu's family is a big family in Nanhe Prefecture. Many children practice in green mountains. Up to now, there are two elders who practice in Tianguang peak and Shiyue peak respectively.

As a disciple, how can Gu Qing let Jing Jiu work hard for such a small matter? He has already made arrangements.

Over the past year, Gu Qing's position in the family has changed a lot. In any case, the first disciple of Shenmo peak is also very promising. Although he is still inferior to Gu Han's position in the green mountain, who knows what will happen in the future, the big family will not make mistakes in such things.

The car is very big and the layout inside is very luxurious. The family should have spent a lot of time on this car.

Well nine didn't understand this, but he was very satisfied.

Because there is a bed in the carriage, and there is a window on the top, which is inlaid with a whole piece of glass, which can penetrate the sky.

He took off the iron sword wrapped in cloth, lay on the bed and knocked on the carriage.

The horse's hooves started, and the car drove out of Yunji town.

Clouds gathered from all around and floated through the window.

He looked at the scenery on the window and was silent.

He didn't go with the Castle Peak brigade, except that he didn't want to be too close to Qingrong peak.

In Mengshan Mountain in the north of Nanhe Prefecture, some time ago, a treasure light was suddenly emitted to illuminate the night dome, which is a sign of the emergence of a peerless magic weapon.

More practitioners say that there is a cave left by the previous generation of real people, which will be reopened in response to the changes in the atmosphere of heaven and earth.

This kind of rumor will appear on the mainland every other period of time, which has not attracted the attention of many sects. Those sects eligible to participate in the plum Festival have no disciples, and Qingshan sect has ignored it, even in Nanhe Prefecture.

Well nine of course knows that this rumor is false.

Because the former real person in the legend is called Jingyang.

However, he would still go and have a look, because there were many disciples of small sects and sanxiu societies. He wanted to see if that guy would appear.

That guy likes watching the fun best.

When their martial brothers made this fake cave, wasn't it because that guy was playful and liked to watch the excitement?

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One evening, the carriage stopped at the south of the hooligan mountain.

Jing Jiu came down with an iron sword on his back and looked back at the carriage.

He felt that the car was really comfortable. Practitioners would not get carsick. They fluctuated with the car, but could help sleep.

The road from nansongting to xijianxi is very flat. You should be able to drive.

He thought like this and said to the coachman, "send it to Nansong Pavilion."

The coachman dared not say a word and nodded desperately.

The twilight is getting deeper and the mountains are getting darker. Occasionally, I can see a sword shining. There are really no high-level practitioners who come to explore treasure.

Well nine walked along the mountain road and came to a broken temple at night.

It is more than 20 li away from the cave, just outside the prohibition.

The prohibition mentioned here is not an array, but the practice of the spiritual world in the southern mainland. Before leaving, he asked Gu Qing very clearly.

When a practitioner is exploring treasure, if he is interested in treasure, he must enter a distance of 20 Li before the cave is opened, otherwise you will not be eligible to participate in treasure distribution.

This rule is obviously imitating the Castle Peak sect, but it is a little nondescript.

Well nine walked into the broken temple.

There is a fire burning in the temple.

More than ten practitioners sat around the fire.

Practitioners are not afraid of cold and heat. Their eyesight is far better than ordinary people. They don't need light to walk at night, but they still light a fire.

No one likes solitude. A fire is a sign of calling for companions. Getting together often brings courage.

The fire lights up their faces, and the flames moving with the wind make their faces somewhat cloudy and sunny. They should still hesitate. Should they go a few miles before the cave opens in the middle of the night? The problem is that it will inevitably usher in the entanglement and struggle of competitors. If the cave is false, wouldn't it be a loss?

More than ten lines of sight fell on Jing Jiu.

Well nine ignored and went to the corner to sit down.

He doesn't need companions and has long been used to loneliness.

The broken temple was quiet, with only the sound of flames blowing by the mountain wind.

I don't know how long it took, an extremely loud voice came from outside the temple, diluting the tension and depression brought by the night of the broken temple.

"It can't be true! Thanks to their imagination, what other residence of immortal Jingyang? This is Nanhe Prefecture. If it is the other residence of Jingyang immortal, how can Qingshan sect make people close? Even the Zhongzhou school can only be avoided far away! It's these idiots who believe it. "

Walking into the broken temple were two monks, one old and one young, talking to the young one.

More than ten monks glared at the young monk.

The young monk was careless. He didn't notice the fire at all. He didn't expect anyone in the temple. He was stunned.

Those idiots... Should be these people? The young monk was very embarrassed and bowed down to apologize. More than a dozen monks were angry and helpless, because the young monk's apology attitude was indeed very sincere. More importantly, he and the old monk were carrying an old wooden drawer and practicing hard to dress up. At a glance, they knew the origin. Where could they afford to offend? I heard that the eminent monk of Guocheng temple has a good temper. What's the point of scolding him? No one dared to do anything. After accepting the apology of the young monk, he got up to salute the old monk and gave way to the best position by the fire. The young monk suddenly saw Jing Jiu wearing a hat in the corner. He hesitated, looked at it again and confirmed it. He couldn't help shouting. The old monk said helplessly, "what's the matter?"“ Alas, alas...... "the young monk felt that Jing Jiu wanted to hide his identity. It was hard to point at him. He was very worried and said to the old monk," martial uncle, what you said is right, I was wrong. " In his mind, since qingshanzong sent Jingjiu of Shenmo peak, the cave opened tonight must have some origin, even if it is not Jingyang immortal's farewell residence. Jing Jiu met the young monk twice, but he didn't expect him to talk so much that he was more noisy than ten years old. In the past, he might be a little annoyed, but now he feels a little close and smiles at the young monk. The fire lit up the lower corner of the hat. The young monk covered his chest with his hands and thought that it was really good-looking like a rumor“ Elder martial brother Jing... No, uncle Jing... Why are you here? Is it the cave tonight? " His voice was so low that other practitioners in the temple didn't notice. Well nine shook his head. What else is the young monk going to say. The old monk came over and said, "shut up." The young monk sighed and closed his mouth. He thought that he and martial uncle Qingshan did have some trouble. He was forced to practice closed mouth meditation every time he saw him. Seeing this picture, Jing Jiu thought to himself whether he should learn closed mouth Zen and pass it on to ten years old in two years. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.