Chapter 542

The cloud boat of Zhongzhou school didn't stop near Guocheng temple. It went directly to the East China Sea and hung in the sky to compete with the sunset.

Looking at this picture, Zhuo rusui gave birth to lofty feelings and said those three words.

Liu felt hot blood at the age of ten, but habitually kept silent.

Zhao Layue was very calm and thought that if she really wanted to fight.

Gu Qing didn't speak, thinking how can he fight?

Zhuo rusui looked back at them and said, "can't you cooperate to say a few loud words?"

At this time, Jingjiu's voice sounded behind the quiet garden: "come in."

When they entered the meditation room behind the quiet garden, they found that Zen didn't know when he had left.

Jing Jiu's eyebrows are slightly tired. It takes a lot of energy to solve the problem of vanishing array or to guess the relationship between Taiping and lotus.

Gu Qing repeated what had happened by the riverside and said everyone's guess.

Zhuo Rushan said, "what exactly did the Taiping founder want to do, or did he want to make the mainland chaotic, so as to make mortals die?"

"It's self-protection." Jing Jiu said, "he is at his weakest moment now. The more chaotic the practice world is, the safer he will be."

No one could understand him, including Zhao Layue, Liu shisui and Xiao He, who knew that Taiping immortal picked lotus flowers.

Well nine didn't say all his inferences.

He looked at Liu's ten-year-old dark face and thought, elder martial brother, have you still not given up and let the child become the next you?

When Liu was ten years old, seeing him looking at himself, he quickly knelt down, knocked his head three times respectfully, and said, "Congratulations, childe."

Xiao he had already knelt down with him.

Zhao Layue is the Lord of God's last peak. You don't have to kneel.

Gu Qing doesn't care. He kneels casually.

Zhuo rusui was helpless and slowly knelt down on the floor, but did not kowtow.

Jing Jiu knew that Liu would knock these heads when he was ten years old. He was calm and said, "OK, let's go. She stays here."

Liu shisui is now a scholar in yimaozhai. Naturally, he wants to go back to yimaozhai.

He understood what the childe meant and understood his temperament better, so he was ready to leave. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked, "childe, how about the chair I made?"

Well nine said, "it's OK."

With this evaluation, Liu left at the age of ten with satisfaction and happiness.

Zhuo rusui has seen the situation of getting along with the master and servant most in qingtianjian dreamland, but until now, he still can't accept it, just like another thing.

He looked at Liu Shi, who was walking outside the quiet garden, shook his head and said, "he's not used to wearing this scribe's uniform. It feels like a farmer."

Well nine said: "ten years old farming is very good, and I was taught by him."

Not only Zhuo rusui, but also Zhao Layue and Gu Qing don't understand. What do you learn to farm?

If you don't understand, you don't think about it. Gu Qing thinks about the cloud ship in the sky of the East China Sea and the conference that will begin soon. He asks, "master, do you really want to fight next?"

Well nine said, "it's not now."

Anyone can see that there is an obvious gap between the current Qingshan sect and the Zhongzhou sect in terms of the strongest combat power. Therefore, the northern sects such as the Kunlun sect are becoming more and more presumptuous. They dare to move even when Liu is ten years old.

After Liu CI left, no one could replace him in a short time. Jing Jiu could take the position of leader, but he could not make up for it.

Gu Qing was surprised and said, "let's make way this time?"

Well nine looked out of the quiet garden and knew that the other party was coming and said, "if you want to let me, why should I come myself?"

Someone asked for an interview.

Zhongzhou paibai Zao.

Hearing the voice of the great monk Chang, Zhuo rusui and Gu Qing naturally bid farewell to Jing Jiu and walked outside the quiet garden.

A moment later, Zhao Layue came out with her hands on her back, looked at Ada in the falling leaves of the tower, and wanted to take it away, but she didn't do so. ADA looked at her back and was ready to follow up. Suddenly he felt that he understood what she meant, so he rolled back again, melted into the fallen leaves, and his ears stood up quietly.

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Bai Zao stood in the courtyard.

Well nine sits under the corridor.

There is an indescribable atmosphere in the courtyard, very light but very clear. It may be a sense of strangeness, but it is not entirely so.

In the West Sea, they once looked at each other from a distance. In addition, they haven't seen each other for a long time.

Time can dilute many things, such as six years on the snow plain, as if it were a previous life.

Well nine is very calm, no sadness, not even much emotion.

This is something that monks must experience.

It's just that the long years of cultivation sometimes lighten many things, and sometimes thicken many things. This is probably the difference between water and wine.

The snow plain has been sleeping for six years, but she always feels that she always remembers those nights, those firelights and her back.

She looked at Jing Jiu quietly. She didn't speak. She seemed to be waiting for something.

Naturally, it's not waiting for well nine to speak first. The anger of the little children won't happen to her, and she knows that it's of no use to well nine.

Wait for the twilight to be thicker, wait for the autumn wind to rise again.

In the rustle sound, the fallen leaves fell with the wind and were illuminated into a bright red color by the sunset, like fire and flowers, falling on her like rain.

It's a nice picture.

Well nine gave birth to an expression of appreciation.

Beautiful pictures and smart people are his few interests in this world.

She still remembered the Begonia tree in the well house of chaogecheng, and he liked to see the Begonia flowers fall on her.

Now she also confirmed that Jing Jiu still remembered those. That's enough. She gently lifted her skirt, walked to the corridor and sat on the floor opposite him.

The white ribbon hung down on her side like a cloud absorbing the rain.

Well nine still didn't speak.

Bai Zao moved forward two steps, his hands across the ribbon, fell on the ground, and his body leaned forward slightly.

At that time, the little princess of the state of Qin was like this.

But now Jing Jiu is not the little prince of Chu who can't refuse. Naturally, she won't let her jump into her arms again.

He held out a finger, touched her eyebrows and stopped her body in mid air.

Time stops here.

A Da hid in the fallen leaves in the courtyard. Looking at the picture, he thought, don't say, it's very nice.

I don't know how long it took. Bai Zao sat back, restrained his shame and said, "I want to hug."

Well nine said, "we're going to fight."

Bai Zao said, "it's because we're going to fight."

Well nine smiled and didn't speak.

Bai Zao took off a golden leaf from his skirt and gently put it in his hand.

In the fallen leaves in the courtyard, ADA's eyes became a little cold.

Bai Zao looked at his face and said softly, "when I first saw you, I thought you were extraordinary."

Well nine said: "many people are like this. Just get used to it."

For example, the people, cats and cicadas on Shenmo peak will no longer make a fuss, lose their souls and become possessed by fire because they see his face.

Bai Zao smiled and said, "but the surprise you brought to the world is still far beyond my imagination. How can you... Become the leader?"

When she said this, she was really laughing. She was really proud and happy for Jing Jiu, but there was a very clear regret, even sad, in the deepest part of her smile.

If it was the same as before, it would still be possible even if Jing Jiu was a talented disciple cultivated by Qingshan, but it would be impossible if Jing Jiu became the leader of Qingshan.

Because she will be the next generation of Zhongzhou leader.

Bai Zao got up to leave and said a word before that.

"I know elder martial brother Tong Yan should be in green mountain. Please."

How could Zhongzhou school let Tong Yan go? I don't know how much energy it has spent looking for him in recent years, but I can't find him all over.

She was the same brother and sister as Tong Yanqing. Knowing what he thought at that time, she naturally guessed where he was most likely to go.

Well nine said, "he's not in Castle Peak."

Bai Zao knew he didn't have to lie to himself. He was surprised. He thought where the elder martial brother went?

Well nine suddenly said, "at some critical moment, you should be careful yourself."

Bai Zao was silent for a while and said, "can you be clearer?"

Well nine said, "no, because I haven't figured it out yet."

If you know something, but you don't know why.

Bai Zao understood what he meant and left.

Well nine picked up the golden leaf and looked at it.

Two identical leaves cannot be found in the world, regardless of the shape of the petiole or the direction of the veins.

And he never thought about which leaf to treasure.

Born at the top of the willow, it falls after dusk.

The leaf is the leaf itself.

In the fallen leaves, ADA looked at him quietly.

I don't know how long it took, Jing Jiu let go of the leaf.

The golden leaves didn't break. They floated to the tower and fell on the pile of fallen leaves, just covering Ah Da's eyes.

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Well nine didn't lie. Tong Yan is really not in Castle Peak.

He's in the underworld.

There is a faint smell of burning dead leaves in the air here. It should come from the Styx river.

Styx looks like an underground river formed by magma, but it's not exactly the same. He once saw a corpse boat covered with flowers walking on it.

There are only three colors in this world, black and white and fire, both in mountains and rivers and fields. It looks extremely boring and monotonous.

In the dark sky, there is a river of fire flowing, as if it would fall at any time, giving people a terrible and depressing feeling.

For Terrans, the earth without sunshine is the most barren world. For Terran practitioners, this place without heaven and earth aura is an unbearable hell. If you stay here too long, no matter how powerful the practitioner is, Zhenyuan will scatter and die. Tong Yan doesn't know how long he will be in the underworld. His face is a little pale. In the black-and-white sky, a very eye-catching bright blue and several black shadows suddenly appeared. That's master Ming and his disciples. Tong Yan noticed that there was a very young child among the disciples. The people of the underworld are very short, or pocket. The child is smaller. He has soft black hair, delicate eyebrows and eyes. The bangs in front of his forehead are like a leaf. He can't distinguish between men and women. He looks like a good-looking puppet. Master Ming was very respectful to the child and said, "Your Highness, this is the messenger from the upper world." The child opened his bangs, looked at Tong Yan, his eyes were full of curiosity, and said, "the messenger has worked hard." After saying this, the child was brought back to the ground by the disciples of master Ming, as if he had just come to meet Tong Yan. Tong Yan guessed the identity of the child and was silent. Master Ming said, "this is the next Emperor Ming. Do you think Jingjiu... Leader immortal will like this child?" Tong Yan was silent for a while and said, "cut your hair short. He may like it better." Master Ming smiled and said, "although I don't understand the truth, I feel it makes sense." While they were talking, the other side of the underworld sky suddenly became bright, illuminating a faint and unstable channel. In that passage, a figure with strong authority is going up at high speed. It looks like a lightning bolt. It is already above the abyss, leading to the sky facing continent. The dark master looked at the place and said, "these are the twelve priests. Their hearts are very wild and their blood is very positive. It's very troublesome for me to deal with them." Tong Yan said, "he will die." Master Ming said, "thank you." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.