Chapter 441

Well nine sat on the cosmic front, left Shenmo peak, broke through the clouds and fell with the clouds in Yunji town.

He went into the restaurant. When the white soup in the pot boiled down, the carriage arrived.

The glazed windows on the roof have been replaced with new ones, and the arrangement of taking care of the family is still so appropriate.

A few days later, the carriage arrived at Chaonan city. Jing Jiu went to Baoshu house, left a list and left again.

The owner of Baoshu residence looked at the names of the magic weapons on the list, and his sweat kept flowing on his face. He thought that these magic weapons were either the town treasure of a sect or the legendary things that had been lost for a long time. Where can he find them?

Instead of taking a bus, Jingjiu bought a hat, left chaonancheng on foot and came to Daze bank in a few days.

Daze in summer is not as cool as people think. On the contrary, it is very muggy because it is shrouded in evaporated water vapor. Even if it doesn't move, it will sweat at any time, just like the poor owner of baoshuju.

Perhaps for this reason, no one can see in the streets of the town, only the cries of cicadas and frogs are intertwined.

Jingjiu's body can soak even the molten slurry for several hours. Naturally, he won't sweat because of the heat. He stood in the street wearing a hat, quietly listening to the sound of cicadas and frogs, as well as the subtle movements hidden behind these sounds.

Qingshan sword cultivation can sense all the sounds within tens of feet after entering the state of acceptance, such as the sound of insects and the movement of grass. Jing Jiu's perception ability is countless times stronger. If he does not use the Zen skill of Guocheng temple to shield part of his perception ability, the sound of cold cicadas rubbing their hands can be as terrible as thunder in his ears.

At this time, his five senses were open, and the voices of the town and even daze suddenly poured into his ears.

In the yard in the west, several old men soaked their feet in the bucket to play mahjong. There was a lot of dirty language. Even the sound of the friction between the finger belly of those old men and the pattern on the mahjong card was heard clearly. He thought, why are you so excited to touch a chicken?

Then he heard a lot of noise in daze, and learned that it was shrimp eating mud, fish eating grass, and then they were all eaten by big fish. Finally, the greedy big fish was caught out of the water by a wooden fake fish and became the fisherman's lunch tonight. Then who was the fisherman suffering for?

Jing Jiu wore a hat and walked in the deserted street and the sultry summer wind. He didn't go crazy because of these sounds, nor did he produce too many feelings. He just looked for the trace of unnaturalness in the noise of nature, which took him two hours.

There is a clam shell in the dark drainage ditch of the town, and the sound comes from here.

It is common for a clam to spit water. Although the clam shell is small and dry, it looks like a dead clam.

Jingjiu went to the drainage ditch, squatted down and said to the mussel, "the hatred between you and green mountain is the shallowest. In fact, if it wasn't instigated by senior brother, those hatred might not exist. I think we can discuss some things."

The clam shell moved slightly and gave no more response.

Well nine is looking for emperor Xiao. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he didn't expect that the sword Dodger actually lived in a clam shell, but it seemed very natural to think of that sentence to do a Taoist temple in a clam shell.

The clam shell was just a disguise. It was the turtle shell that really protected emperor Xiao and allowed him to successfully avoid the search of Castle Peak sword array.

Even if Jing Jiu's right hand is not injured, it may not be able to cut the turtle shell.

Emperor Xiao's voice came out of the clam shell: "you always know that I live here, but there's no way to take me. Why should I sell real people to you? Can you promise not to kill me? "

Well nine said, "you misunderstood. I didn't come to you because of that. I just wanted to borrow a turtle shell from you."

Emperor Xiao said reluctantly, "I'm going to lend you the tortoise shell. Isn't it my own death?"

Jing Jiu thought about it and found that it was true. In any case, Emperor Xiao could not agree to his request.

He looked at his deformed right hand and thought that he could only find another way.

At this time, a strong wind suddenly rose on the surface of daze lake.

The smell of emperor Xiao's words startled the Daze strongman who had been closely monitoring the town. The other party was coming with the wind and rain method.

Castle Peak and daze have a good relationship, but meeting each other is also troublesome. Jing Jiu turns and leaves directly.

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The clam may have dived into the depths of the daze, or it may have hid in a well in a courtyard. Emperor Xiao has been hiding under daze's eyelids for so many years, and the Castle Peak sword array can't kill him. As long as he doesn't come out, no one can help him. Moreover, if he doesn't make a sound, even Jing Jiu can't find him again.

Jingjiu walked forward in the lake, waved away those annoying water plants and ignorant little fish, thought of the last Hu Pai celebration before entering daze, thought that those mortals were playing Qingcheng mahjong, no wonder they were so happy to touch a single chicken with a tube.

Daze is very vast, and the water is also very deep. The deeper it goes, the lighter the sky is, the thinner the water and grass are, and it becomes a barren white sand and stone land. Ignorant little fish are gradually replaced by ugly and fierce big fish and monsters. When Jing Jiu reached the Daze center about 100 feet deep, there was no sky light at the bottom of the lake. It was as dark as night. Of course, it had no impact on his sight. When the silver colored alien Jiao swam far away, he stopped early.

He is like a real stone in stillness. He has no breath, no taste and no sense of life. Not to mention the Tianyin alien Jiao, it is difficult for even higher-level divine beasts to find his existence - except the special existence of Canglong and corpse dog.

He used to leave Castle Peak with Liu ADA because he knew he would encounter great trouble and strong opponents. This time he left Castle Peak to heal his wounds. Naturally, he would not provoke those strong enemies. No one could find his existence, so there would be no trouble.

A few days later, he came out of the lake. The water kept dripping from his hat and clothes, wetting the sand under his feet.

It is already the North Bank of daze hundreds of miles away. In the shallow water, there are dense green reeds. In front of it, there are dense woods without any people.

Jing Jiu's mind moved, and the sword fire overflowed from his body. He quickly evaporated the lake water, but forgot that he was still wearing a hat.

The hat turned into smoke and disappeared, and his face came out.

Dozens of sand gulls circled back from the lake, ready to fall back to their nest in the reeds. Suddenly, they looked at him on the beach, frightened, and the small fish in his mouth fell like rain.

Well nine reached out and cut off more than ten reeds, just like braiding Zhao Layue with one hand, made a simple hat and put it on her head.

His figure disappeared into the woods.

No one knew he had been here, let alone where he was going, even the ghosts in the green mountains.

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Over the next ten days, jingjiuyi kept looking for ways to heal his wounds.

In Guocheng temple, monk Du Hai's sacrifice seems ordinary, but since it is the thunder means of immortal Taiping, it is natural and extraordinary.

During the journey to the north, Jing Jiu seldom rested. He only occasionally bit the mountain wind and drank some dew.

He won't feel hungry and thirsty. He just wants to do something suitable for the occasion to make himself look more like a fairy. It's said that the fairy's luck won't be too bad.

He searched all the previous caves he remembered and those marked in his elder martial brother's notes, and went to several famous mines. He didn't get much.

As time went on, he found his right hand more and more ugly.

Although he knew it was an illusion, he couldn't stand it.

One night, he stood by the cliff, looked at the stars in the night sky, and silently thought what to do if the thing in Chaoge city could not cure his injury?

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When I came to Chaoge City, the midsummer was not over yet. The sun shone brightly on the streets, and there was no shadow space at all.

Pedestrians are either holding umbrellas or wearing hats to shade the sun. Jing Jiu is wearing a new hat bought in Yujun. He doesn't stand out when walking.

When he walked into the alley and came to the gate of the well house, he habitually looked back at Taichang temple. The Tai Chang temple as like as two peas ago was exactly the same as it used to be, but I do not know if it is not moistened by rain. The dark eaves horn is no longer as sporadic as it used to be, but it is just lifeless.

There is a lock on the well house door. Everyone who wants to come has gone out. I don't know whether to visit friends or relatives. Jing Jiu looked at the lock and thought about it carefully, but he still didn't remember whether it was the day when the imperial court officials took a rest, and didn't remember where the key was hidden, so he directly pushed the green brick in.

He only wanted to save a lock for the well family, but he didn't think that the Duke of Luguo would lose a valuable porcelain.

Walking into the study, I confirmed that there was no change between Yiying's furnishings and the pieces on the chessboard. Jing Jiu nodded, then looked at Lu Ming, the son of Duke Lu, who had already respectfully stood there, and said, "let your father come."

Luming breathed a sigh of relief and went back to the government house through the tunnel. Looking at the broken Junyao ware, he sighed and hurried to prepare for entering the palace.

In less than half an hour, Duke Lu, who was discussing the country with his majesty, rushed back and panted to the well house through the tunnel.

In Guocheng temple, he told Jingjiu that his majesty is under a lot of pressure now. He hopes Jingjiu will come to the song city. Unexpectedly, Jingjiu has come in less than a year, which makes him feel that Jingjiu attaches great importance to his opinions and is in a very happy mood. He smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to come so soon."

Jingjiu didn't know why he was so happy and said, "I'm going to Taichang temple. Do you still keep an eye on Zhongzhou?"

Duke Lu was stunned and realized that his coming to Chaoge city had nothing to do with what he said. He smiled bitterly and said, "the Cang dragon is dead. Now there is only an empty shell in Zhenmo prison. Zhongzhou sect will feel humiliated and angry when watching. Where will they pay attention to the things in Taichang temple."

In the afternoon, Jing Jiu, disguised as a steward, followed Duke Lu into Taichang temple, and then disappeared into the yard.

There is a newly built tunnel in the depths of Taichang temple, leading to the depths of Zhenmo prison. There are many green bamboos and wild flowers around the entrance.

In a remote corner, there is a cluster of purple flowers.

Jingjiu came to the purple flowers and said, "the bell that has been tied around your neck for some time was picked up from here."

After saying this, he remembered that Liu ADA didn't come out with himself this time. At this time, he was still at the top of Shenmo peak. He shook his head and reached out to dig the soil under the purple flowers. He was very careful and didn't hurt the roots of the purple flowers. There is a section of white things buried in the soil under the purple flowers. The tentacles are warm, but there is a faint evil intention. It is neither a beautiful jade nor a magic weapon. That's a bone. Well nine picked up the bone, observed it carefully and said, "solid, how can you play music?" After saying this, he remembered that Emperor Ming had been dead for many years, and the things he promised him had not been done yet When he sneaked into the town demon prison, he once saw a big demon bone in the green pool - that is, the stomach of the green dragon. The poison in the green pond is very terrible and has strong corrosion ability. Not to mention the physical body of practitioners, even magic weapons and fairy swords can't be preserved. The big demon must be very powerful, and may even be at the same level as the adoptive father of Zen son, so that the demon bone can not be destroyed. Before the emperor died, he used this demon bone to play a Styx lullaby. At that time, this song was heard in Chaoge City, in addition to the unparalleled strongmen of the human race, there was Jingjiu Back to the well house. Jing Jiu enters the study and arranges an array to avoid being disturbed. He rolled up his sleeves, put his twisted right arm on the demon bone and rubbed it back and forth. At the beginning, his movement was very slow. It seemed that he was looking for the perfect angle and strength. Then he moved faster and faster, so fast that he could not be seen by the naked eye. He has mastered the angle and strength. More importantly, he has confirmed that his method is correct. The demon bone was really special. It didn't make much noise when it was rubbed at such a high speed. A moment later, Jing Jiu stopped, raised his right arm and looked at it, showing a satisfied look. In the eyes of ordinary people, his right arm has not changed, but he naturally knows that there are still some slight changes. Yes, he is sharpening his sword. Many years ago, at the top of Bihu peak, he said he would sharpen his sword with Liu ADA's bones. That was frightening it, but this time it was true. The sword is no longer sharp. Naturally, it needs to be polished again. He knows this truth, but he has never been able to find a suitable grindstone. Even the hardest grindstone in the world will meet his right hand. Even the magic weapon and flying sword in the green mountain can't support it for a moment. It was not until that day on Jianfeng that he and Zhao Layue talked about the elder martial brother's bone flute and thought of the flute music played by the Emperor Ming before his death, and then he thought of this demon bone. Of course, if emperor Xiao is willing to lend him the turtle shell, it may be the best grindstone. A voice suddenly came from outside the study. Is a young man and woman, seems to be arguing, seems to be crying, and then gradually silent. Well nine ignored and concentrated on sharpening his sword. His right arm rubbed against the demon bone at high speed. Bone meal is gradually growing, accompanied by a faint burning taste. He looked unchanged, stretched out his left hand, grabbed rootless water in the air and sprinkled it on his right arm and demon bone. Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss. There was a sudden exclamation outside the window. Well nine already knew someone and ignored it. A young girl was standing by the window of her study. Her eyes were reddish. It was obvious that she had just cried. She looked at the picture in the study, with an incredible look on her face, and asked, "are you grinding your hands? Eh... It's disgusting. " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.