Chapter 448

The nether master didn't respond.

He didn't look at Jing Jiu's face and thought deeply, so he agreed to the request, and didn't bah in the abyss.

"When weeds burn, they will start a prairie fire. If ordinary people in the world die, it will be the turn of the underworld."

Well nine asked, "didn't the peaceful wild hope upset you?"

"You can talk without clothes. You can cross such a hot lava river. I'm really curious about how thick your face is."

Master Ming looked at his lower body and said seriously, "the seal of the Emperor Ming is actually in the hands of people like you, which makes me more uneasy."

Well nine just remembered that in order to prevent the long-time magma immersion from damaging the few white clothes, he took off his clothes when he walked into the magma river.

Without a trace, that's what he looks like at this time.

Then he thought that he didn't wear clothes when he first met the emperor in the town demon prison.

He and the underworld really made a mistake. Instead of going down in person, he asked the underworld master to send people up. This choice seems to be right.

Well nine thought about this and didn't take out his clothes and put them on.

Since this state makes master Ming feel uneasy, he wants to persuade the other party to keep this state better.

At this time, he suddenly felt a vibration coming from his feet and turned to look up the lava river.

Countless waves suddenly appeared in the magmatic River, roaring from the far direction towards the huge transparent wall, and there was a startling wave like a long dike in the distance.

The river rose sharply and soon flooded under his feet, and then continued to rise.

Magma flapped crazily against the cliff, stirring up thousands of fires.

Well nine stepped into the air and looked at the terrible lava waves below, thinking what had happened?

He faintly heard an angry roar, which was not the sound of the river, and then felt a powerful divine power.

The hell master also heard the roar, felt the pressure, looked slightly changed, and thought how could the fire king wake up?

The transparent giant wall separates the world from the underworld. Even the big things that connect the heaven are difficult to pass through. Moreover, he is not afraid of each other with his realm cultivation. It's just some accident. The little guy has always been used to sleeping in the magma. Why did he suddenly wake up and express such anger?

Master Ming said to Jing Jiu, "I will think about your business carefully. On the winter solstice in ten years, you will wait for news by the Tongtian well."

Well nine said, "are you in a hurry?"

In his mind, if even the nether master doesn't want to face the oppressive master, he should leave as soon as possible.

Master Ming smiled and said, "if it sees us together, Zhongzhou faction will accuse you of colluding with the Ministry of Ming. I'm considering it for you."

With these words, he took up his hands, floated away like a child, and soon disappeared into the abyss.

Jing Jiu took back his sight and turned to look at the upper reaches of the magmatic river. He thought that if the oppressive master was related to Zhongzhou sect, it should be the follow-up to the banning of juhun Valley in those years. Why did he never hear of it, even in the elder martial brother's notes?

The pressure is getting closer and closer.

Huge waves like levees followed.

Soon, the huge waves came to his feet and roared towards the transparent wall.

A loud bang.

The cliff cave shook uneasily, and I don't know how many stones fell.

The fiery red magma rose into the sky and rolled him into the river.

The moment he fell into the river, he saw a picture.

A golden carp jumped up from the violent lava River, swung its body, tore off the shadows on the cliff and swallowed them.

That's the projection of master Ming left in the world. When he left, he didn't take it back and deliberately left it to the golden carp to eat.

This is also the question he left to Jing Jiu. If he doesn't answer well, he may really die.

How can Jingjiu convince the golden carp that he didn't collude with the nether division, but wanted to persuade the nether division to cooperate with him?

No one would believe such a ridiculous thing. In fact, in the long history, this kind of thing has only happened to Taiping immortal and Ming emperor once.

And first of all, he needs to find out what the golden carp is. It's so powerful that even the ghost master's shadow can eat it.

With a light bang, the golden carp fell back into the magma and splashed a fire slurry.

The violent magma met the transparent giant wall and turned back. When it passed Jing Jiu's body, the flow potential changed slightly.

These changes were accurately transmitted by magma to the golden carp.

The golden carp swims to Jingjiu with great speed.

The extremely dense magma seems to have no effect on it. It even seems to become a lubricant to make it swim faster.

Soon, the golden carp came to Jingjiu, stared at him curiously.

Jing Jiu also looked at the golden carp and noticed that when it swayed its tail, the already burning magma flame turned into a faint blue color.

Is its body temperature higher than magma?

This golden carp is by no means an ordinary thing, but it looks like a carp.

Well nine thought, what on earth are you?

The golden carp suddenly rounded its mouth and asked, "what on earth are you?"

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"What kind of thing are you? You want to be like little martial uncle?"

A green mountain disciple stared into Ping Yongjia's eyes, made no secret of his disgust and said, "you don't want to take part in sword bearing without a sword!"

In early spring, Castle Peak ushered in another sword bearing meeting. The inner disciples who had studied by Xijian river for several years waited nervously and excitedly for the selection of Mr. Zhufeng. Ping Yongjia naturally didn't want to miss the opportunity. She quietly came to the cliff at the end of Xijian River, but was stopped by a classmate who didn't like him on weekdays.

He looked at the high platforms covered by clouds on the cliff and sighed in his heart. He thought that it was no wonder others. What's more, he didn't blame elder martial brother Gu on the end peak. He could only say that he was too confused. Since there was no news there this year, he didn't send a message this time. What should he do?

The quality of the inner disciples attending the sword bearing meeting is good. Of course, there is no way to compare with that of Jingjiu.

That year, in addition to Jingjiu, Zhao Layue and Liu were ten years old. Gu Qing paid homage to Jingjiu next time, but his debut was also that year.

At that sword bearing meeting, two natural Dao species, two invisible sword bodies and Gu Qing, the confirmed emperor and teacher, were produced. It was a rare occasion in hundreds of years.

Naturally, no one will forget the most special place of the sword bearing conference.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue both chose Shenmo peak, and Gu Qing also went to Shenmo peak. Even the relationship between Liu shisui and Shenmo peak is very special.

The inheritance of Shenmo peak was renewed and its edge was gradually exposed. Since then, all the disciples who took part in sword bearing ranked Shenmo peak as the first choice. Unfortunately, no one had a chance except the young man surnamed Yuan who obviously took the back door. Even for several consecutive sessions, Shenmo peak did not participate in the sword bearing meeting, and the disciples beside Xijian River gradually lost their mind.

Mr. Zhufeng is on the high platform in the clouds, and some are standing on the mountain path between the cliffs. It is said that there are many fewer sects coming to watch the ceremony because of the snow field, but there are still people from Guocheng temple, daze and Xuanling sect. Among them, the high platform belonging to Shenmo peak has been vacant for many years.

There was a sudden commotion along the stream, and even several exclamations.

A figure appeared on the high platform.

There are people from Shenmo peak!

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Looking at the excited young disciples by the river, Yuanqu naturally remembered the picture when she attended the sword bearing meeting.

At that time, he played the role of a staunch supporter and advocate of Jing Jiu. Over the years, he occasionally recalled that if it was not the case in those years, even with the relationship of Taizu and uncle, he might not be able to go to Shenmo peak. Then he sensed the attention from all around, and couldn't help complaining. He thought that he was a busboy and messenger at Shenmo peak. Why did master want to do it by himself.

Those eyes are naturally full of inquiries and questions. Why did Shenmo peak appear at the Chengjian conference this year? Who are you going to choose?

It's not easy to ask this kind of thing. No one will say it after asking, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble when competing for disciples later.

But some people didn't care about this. Younger martial sister Yushan got the command of her teacher, came over from the stone platform of Shangde peak and asked curiously, "who?"

Yuan Qu naturally won't answer. She said with a bitter smile, "you'll know in a minute."

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At the beginning of the sword bearing meeting, the young disciples went to the stream and began to practice their flying swords, and then looked at... Yuanqu with hope.

The Yuan Opera never opened its mouth.

There are also many admirers of Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu among the other disciples of Zhufeng, but they are inevitably unhappy in this atmosphere.

At this time, Ping Yongjia came out.

He was ready to give up, but when he saw the sudden arrival of people at the end of God, he suddenly had a lot of hope in his heart.

Elder xilaifeng, who presided over the sword bearing meeting, frowned at him and asked, "where's your sword?"

Ping Yongjia whispered, "I haven't taken it yet."

"No sword?"

The elder of the past peak suddenly raised his voice by several points and shouted, "without a sword, you can't take part in the sword bearing!"

Ping Yongjia became unsure again and murmured, "I..."

In the past, the elder of the peak didn't let him finish his words. Youyou said, "if you dare to learn from Jing Jiu's saying that you forgot, I'll beat you up at this time."

Ping Yongjia spread out her hands, looked innocent and said, "I really forgot."

There is no such person as Jing Jiu in the world.

So he may have forgotten to take his sword.

More than a year ago, he was deeply shocked when he saw the picture of thunderstorm washing the sword at the top of Bihu peak. He secretly made up his mind and went to Jianfeng to take the sword.

Who would have thought that he went through thousands of hardships to climb the sword peak. He couldn't find his sword, but he met two people. Then Gu Qing made a special trip to Xijian River to find him. Then a monkey sent him a letter. Gu Qing told him not to hurry to take the sword and wait for arrangements. By this time, Ping Yongjia didn't know what kind of good thing he had encountered, that was a real idiot. So he never went to Jianfeng again. He studied and practiced in Xijian Pavilion honestly and happily until today. He was really wronged. He never forgot the door rules and took the sword. The question is, did Gu Qing forget the letter? Without a sword, you can't play a sword. The proud Xijian Pavilion students will not challenge him. Ping Yongjia stood on the stream stone and felt embarrassed. At this time, two voices sounded on the fog platform at the same time“ Are you willing to inherit the sword Tianguang peak? "“ Would you like to take the sword and clear the peak? " There was an uproar by the Xijian river. Countless lines of sight fell on the two stone platforms. Martial uncle Meili and Lin ignorance looked at each other. They were surprised. They felt reasonable and smiled. When Gu Qing went to Xijian pavilion to find Ping Yongjia that day, they were all present. How can they miss the disciples of Shenmo peak. Yuanqu was also surprised. He hurried to the cliff and said, "wait, wait, this child is the first thing that little martial uncle sees." Boom. The Bank of Xijian river suddenly became more lively, and the same was true on the cliff. Mr. Zhufeng went to the cliff and looked down. Even the guests of daze and Xuanling sect came out, looking very curious. Jing Jiu is the strongest of the younger generation and a recognized Kendo genius. He is determined to be a disciple. How exaggerated should Kendo talent be? This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.