Chapter 723

There are some questions about Ping Yongjia's origin.

Those seemingly simple files without any strange places are as clean as well nine one, and this is the problem.

When he first entered the Castle Peak, the problem would not be noticed. When Shangde Feng began to pay attention to this problem, it was inconvenient for Chi Yan to continue checking, because his identity was different.

He is the youngest of Shenmo peak and the closing disciple of the leader immortal. Now he has a very prominent identity - the Lord of Jianfeng.

Many green mountain disciples feel dissatisfied. They think that Ping Yongjia only sits in this position by the real leader. What's his ability to sleep on the sword peak every day?

It takes years to sleep in a sword peak full of fierce sword intention. In fact, this is really a great skill.

Not to mention Guangyuan real person, Nanji and others saw what he did with their own eyes.

The countless flying swords that make up the green mountain sword array now only obey his will. Even the sword light across the world walks with his fingertips.

When the extinction crisis was lifted and the gap in the sea was filled, Ping Yongjia began to sleep again.

People thought he was extremely tired. Only Zhao Layue and Qing'er knew that he was pretending to sleep.

The cloud peak in the twilight looks like a bonsai without a sword. The channel leading to the peak has been sealed, and the more terrible prohibition is the indifferent eyes from a distance.

The dead dog has been staring here.

Yuanqu came to the foot of the peak, looked at the depths of the clouds, silent for a while, and walked in.

His identity is also special. The elders and disciples of Yunxing peak naturally dare not stop him, and the corpse dog in the distance also chose to ignore him.

Through the steep cliffs, skimming over the crumbling rubble, listening to the voice of the Iron Eagle, he came to the highest part of Jianfeng and looked at the cliff.

There are three holes in that cliff, and one person can sit in each hole.

Up to now, there are only three invisible sword bodies in Qingshan sect.

Ping Yongjia opened her eyes, looked at him and said happily, "elder martial brother, are you here?"

Yuan Qu said, "since you pretend to sleep, pretend to be more serious. What do you do when you wake up?"

Ping Yongjia said, "after thinking about it for more than ten days, I still feel uneasy. Elder martial brother, your sword is the most suitable for sword rope, and the Qimei sword formula is excellent. Can you please lock me up?"

Yuanqu looked at him like a fool and muttered, "I knew it was so."

Ping Yongjia looked at him with expectation and said, "elder martial brother, where's your sword?"

Yuan Qu said, "I didn't bring a sword at all. Didn't you see that I came up?"

Ping Yongjia was worried and said, "since you know I ask you to do things, how can you not take a sword?"

Yuan Qu sneered and said, "I know you're going to make a fool. Can my senior brother let you do it?"

Ping Yongjia held her head in pain and said, "you don't know what I'm afraid of."

Yuan Qu took the first two steps, directly opened his palm, stared into his eyes and said, "what are you afraid of?"

Ping Yongjia was silent for a long time and whispered, "when I was a child, I thought I was an ordinary disciple with ordinary talent. That year, I was brought to Shenmo peak by the name of my master and martial aunt because of good luck."

The Yuan opera was very clear about the past and said with emotion, "you were really hearty back then."

Ping Yongjia raised her head, looked at him and said innocently, "how can I know what master and martial sister are thinking? I didn't find my talent until I slept in Jianfeng for several years and became an invisible sword body."

The Yuan Opera said with some complicated emotions, "it's more than good..."

"Later, in Chaoge City, those swords flew around me, and my heart began to mutter... If I don't say it, it doesn't mean I don't know weird. I'm not a fool."

Ping Yongjia looked at the morning light in the sky and his face was full of confused emotion. After a pause, he continued: "until a few days ago, master and martial uncle destroyed the green mountain sword array. At that moment, I felt very strange, as if I could know what these swords were thinking. Then, master... You know... I was surprised and happy, I thought I was a sword demon like master... But... "

He looked back, looked at the Yuan Opera and said pitifully, "elder martial brother, I'm not a sword demon, I seem to be wan..."

Yuan Qu reached out like lightning, covered his mouth, looked around vigilantly and said, "don't say it."

Ping Yongjia nodded again and again. After the Yuan Opera took back her hand, she lowered her voice and said, "I know what master is thinking. I can even let master go. There seems to be some connection between me and his old man. I'm really afraid..."

Yuan Qu stared into his eyes and said, "what's the situation now, master?"

Ping Yongjia thought for a long time and said, "I don't know how to describe it. It seems that I can't wake up."

Yuan Qu patted him on the head and said, "what are you talking about?"

Ping Yongjia said wrongfully, "but it's really like this. That's why I'm afraid."

Yuanqu took a deep breath, looked at the little younger martial brother's ordinary face in the morning light, and said slowly, "what are you afraid of?"

Ping Yongjia bowed her head and said, "I'm afraid... I'll occupy master's body."

I don't know what he thought. He quickly raised his head, waved his hands and said, "I don't mean I have such a rebellious idea, but I'm afraid that if I'm close to master, that connection will directly suck me over..."

"What's wrong with this idea?"

A gray flying sword fell askew between the cliffs.

Swallowing boat sword is famous for its leaf like and listless appearance. This time, it was badly hurt in the process of immortal's coming to the world, and its action was even slower.

Just like Zhuo rusui at the moment, his eyelids drooped worse than in previous years, and he didn't wake up at all.

He went to Ping Yongjia, unconcerned the amazing fact and said, "if you are really the spirit of the sword of all things, that body is yours. The leader is dead, and you just take it back to its original owner."

Yuanqu is very helpless. Do you want to say this? Ask Ping Yongjia with his eyes. Why is this guy here?

"I'll ask elder martial brother Zhuo to help me out. If your sword rope can't lock me, elder martial brother." Ping Yongjia rubbed his hands nervously, and several sword ideas floated out naturally, leaving several traces between the cliffs.

Zhuo rusui looked at the traces of sword intention between the cliffs and said, "if you are really the sword spirit of all things, no sword rope can lock you."

Yuanqu was more helpless. I thought you said you were working hard?

"What should I do? Don't say such nonsense as returning the property to its owner. I'm sure I won't do that! "

Ping Yongjia said bitterly, "otherwise... You kill me?"

Zhuo rusui said unhappily, "don't talk about us, even Zhao Layue can't do such a bloody and ruthless thing."

Ping Yongjia's head dropped lower and her voice became lower. She murmured, "I know the martial aunt wants to kill me."

Zhuo rusui said, "Zhao Layue won't kill you because of what you didn't do. She's just observing your weaknesses to ensure that you can kill you at the first time when you threaten the leader."

If Ping Yongjia really goes to Dayuan City, he must see a bloody sword light, even if the Fu Si sword has been broken in two at this time.

This is why Zhao Layue refused to take Jing Jiu back to Castle Peak.

Suddenly, the morning light scattered all over the sky, and three huge sword boats left the Yaping on the Bank of Xijian River and went northwest.

A sword book broke through the clouds and came to the cliff.

"The leader is in Dayuan city." Yuanqu took back her sight, looked at Ping Yongjia and said, "you should know."

Ping Yongjia was a little nervous and said, "how dare I say where he is if shigu doesn't bring Shifu back?"

"You..." Zhuo rusui pointed to him twice. He didn't know what to say. He set foot on the swallow boat sword and was ready to leave.

Yuanqu said, "I have left my sword on Shenmo peak. I still have something to take. Take me to clean it up."

Zhuo rusui stretched out his hand and pulled him onto the sword and floated away.

Ping Yongjia jumped down from the cave, waved to the sword light in the sky and shouted, "I dare not go there. Don't forget to tell your master that he is an old man. I miss him very much."

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Three huge sword boats came outside the city of Dayuan and impolitely expropriated the manor and bieshe in the mountains, as well as the beautiful lotus pond.

The imperial court cooperated very quickly. The Shenwei army closed the mountain overnight, blocking the curious eyes and footsteps of ordinary people.

Then, more buildings rose on both sides of the mountain stream outside 3000 yuan, just like the street in Chaoge city.

Immortal Guangyuan and Nan forgot to heal in their own yard. The elders and disciples of Castle Peak surrounded the nunnery.

The red and warm Twilight shrouded the small bridge and running water, which made the solitary grave feel less desolate.

Zhao Layue sat by the lake, holding the Fu Si sword in her right hand, slowly refining and raising, and her sight fell on the burning lake. She didn't know what she was thinking.

I don't know how long it took, she let go of her hands, and the frost sword was still in two.

She got up, put two broken swords back into her waist, and went back to the meditation room through the round window to make sure that Jing Jiu didn't wake up. Bai Zao was like that in the past 100 years.

She walked out of the meditation room, stepped on the bridge and looked at the West sitting in the twilight. She slightly raised her eyebrows and said, "can you be more particular?"

Xilai was holding Yin Feng's body and feeling the meaning of the knife. He was slightly stunned and asked, "what's the matter?"

Zhao La Yue pointed to Yin Feng's body in his arms and said, "in any case, it was guarded by green mountain before it died. You let it die and use it to understand the sword... I don't care, but if the green mountain disciples outside the hospital see it, do you think they won't go crazy?"

There are many lunatics like her among the green mountain disciples. Otherwise, there would not be such a famous mantra. If they were to look at the picture on the bridge and really have blood on their faces, they would certainly rush in directly, regardless of the safety of the real leader.

Even if he is the most powerful person in kendo, how can he stop the whole Castle Peak sect from going crazy? After thinking for a while, Xi thought this was reasonable. He got off the bridge with Yin Feng's body, crossed the Zen room, sat by the lake and continued to understand the sword. The picture is strange and terrible. The wooden door of the three thousand courtyard was suddenly knocked and then pushed open. Yuanqu came in carrying an iron pot and some tea cups. Zhuo rusui followed him with a steaming hot pot, his face full of loveless expression. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.