Chapter 728

No one thought that at this moment, Zhao Layue suddenly received the sword idea. The light suddenly broke and scattered, and the map and light spots disappeared.

Zhuo rusui complained, "I haven't seen it clearly."

Zhao La Yue looked at him and coughed twice. She thought that she had been so miserable by that book a few days ago. Don't worry about it today.

Now everyone has guessed that this black card should be related to Jing Jiu, but what does that light spot mean? If it's a location, what's hidden there?

Liu said to Lu Jin at the age of ten, "leader Lu, please."

Lu Jin said, "master and I once went to the scenic garden. You should still have an impression."

Zhao Layue and others nodded.

Lu Jin then said, "it was that time that immortal Jingyang gave this black card to our teachers and disciples and told us that if he had something to do in the future, he would let me send this black card back."

After leaving Jingyuan with Zhou yunmu, he was chased and killed by many evil people, who were also protected by Qingshan Zong.

But until today, Zhao Layue didn't know that Jing Jiu really gave them very important things.

"This black card has been preserved in xuantianzong for more than 100 years and has never changed."

Lu Jin knew what they wanted to ask and explained, "I didn't know it was a map until today. I don't know what the location of the light spot is."

Zhuo rusui thought, is it that the leader shishuzu was in Jingyuan more than 100 years ago? Even if he was going to die, he made preparations in advance. His legacy was hidden in that position? Then there is the rhythm of family separation? Thoughts can fly and fly, but he is not a fool and will not say it.

Nan forgot to say, "if you have anything to guess, just go and see it directly."

Zhao La Yue didn't think so and asked, "why didn't you send him when he was sleeping in Chaoge city?"

In the Chaoge City, Jing Jiuyi slept for a hundred years. This time, he only slept for a few days in the 3000 courtyard.

"The real man said at that time, when we think we should send it, then send it..." Lu Jin looked at Jing Jiu on the bamboo chair and said, "I think it should be this time."

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The green mountain sword array is destroyed, and the mountain gate array isolated from Xianfan is still there. Even if the large array disappears, the green mountain is still there.

The peaks are in the clouds all year round. When the wind blows occasionally, those clouds will flow out like water and gather in a busy town. Yunji town is still as lively as in previous years. The hot pot shop is full of people. Tourists look at the mountains from afar. The landscape garden outside the town is still hidden between flowers, trees and streams. No one can see it.

Dozens of miles away, it is still a deep mountain, just a deep mountain in the world. There is a village with many abandoned fields and a pond. The banyan tree by the pond was illuminated by the sword light, and the figures of Nanji, Zhao Layue and Liu appeared one after another. These were the people who had the deepest relationship with Jingyang, as well as the cat.

The mountain village was very quiet. There was no sound, not even the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs. It was like a tomb.

In fact, this is indeed a big tomb. At the age of ten, Liu looked at the buildings with a gloomy flavor and thought of the relatives killed by Taiping immortal. He closed his eyes and remained silent for a while, then opened his eyes again and found that Zhao Layue's mood was also different.

Zhao La Yue held ADA and looked at Qingping on the surface of the pond. She didn't know what she was thinking.

Many years ago, when Liu was ten years old, she was listening to scriptures in the vegetable garden outside Guocheng temple. Jing Jiu was closed at the top of Shenmo peak for 12 years. After coming out, she was ready to go to Guocheng temple. On the way, she brought her and ADA here once. At that time, like now, she stood by the pond with ADA in her arms, waiting for Jing Jiu.

She didn't know where Jingjiu went and what she did during that time, but she felt strong uneasiness, just like today.

Nan forgot to take out the black card, looked at the position of the eye point and said, "over there."

The sword string came into being in the air and made a slight hum. It left hundreds of straight lines on the green duckweed on the surface of the pond. It looked like a chessboard.

Through the dead village, over several mountains and a wild forest, we came to a small river.

Many years ago, Jing Jiu came out of the river, lit a fire for the first time and dried his white clothes.

The place where Nanji, Zhao Layue and Liu are going when they are ten years old is in the mountain at the end of the river.

For ordinary people, it's difficult to enter the depths of the mountain, but it's nothing for Nanqi, who leads to the sky.

Silver bell inched. She raised her right hand and pointed to the steep and smooth cliff, ready to forcibly open a passage.

"I played in this river when I was a child." Liu shisui said, "you can go in there."

There is a hole in the cliff, and a silver waterfall falls down, which is the origin of the river.

The three crossed the waterfall into the cliff. There is a dark passage in the cliff. The river keeps pouring out, and the sound of turbulence hitting the hard rock wall keeps ringing. Neither the darkness nor the impact of the current had any impact on them, but the length of this channel was beyond imagination, and it seemed to go all the way to the deepest part of the mountain.

I don't know how long I've been walking, a light suddenly shines in front of the passage, which is a pearl embedded in the stone wall.

Nan forgot to look at the Pearl on the stone wall. He didn't know what to think. His face was a little ugly.

Walking in the front, Liu shisui said, "there is a sword array."

Zhao Layue and Nan forgot to go there and felt the cold sword from the cliff. They felt a little strange.

Those cold sword meanings and the sword array hidden in the mountain obviously have the taste of green mountain, but it is obviously not Chengtian sword array.

"It's the kind in the sword prison..." Liu became nervous when he thought of the passage at the bottom of Shangde peak, the cell and the snow queen in the cell.

Zhao Layue also saw the cell, felt the messy sword in the channel, and suddenly remembered it.

"Thousands of miles of ice... He made the array."

Nan's voice was colder than Jianyi's: "it seems that we haven't found the wrong place."

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The sword array named Qianli frozen can lock Taiping immortal for hundreds of years. Naturally, they can't crack it.

Only then did they know why Jingjiu left the black card to them.

It seemed to feel the breath in the sword array, and several extremely ethereal sword ideas floated out of the complex patterns on the surface of the black card.

The meaning of those swords melted into the sword array like the first ray of morning light outside the window.

The thousand mile ice Sealed sword array was opened silently, so that the pearl light on the stone wall fell into the darkness and illuminated the cave.

This is a very simple cave, with only a few simple furnishings, just as boring as its former owner.

There is a stone couch near the cliff in the cave house. In front of the couch are two futons, which are already dilapidated and can dissipate as long as a gust of wind rises.

A Da stared at the two futons in Zhao Layue's arms and suddenly sniffed. He didn't know what he thought of the taste of the old year, and his eyes showed a look of doubt.

There was a man lying on the stone couch. His Tianchan clothes were rotten, his body was covered with wounds, and there was no blood. The belt made of Mingjiao had been broken into many pieces and scattered around. The man could not see his face clearly, and his face was covered with a layer of fog, as if it would not dissipate for ten thousand years, but it seemed that there were hundreds of millions of years of starlight hidden in it.

Zhao Layue and Liu were ten years old. They looked at the body on the stone couch. Although they expected it, they were still shocked and speechless.

The cave was quiet, and suddenly there was a sound of water droplets.

Zhao Layue thought that the man was the most picky. How could the cliffs of the cave seep?

She turned her head and saw a picture that was hard to forget.

Nan forgot to cry.

It's the silent cry.

There was no sadness, calmness or even indifference on her face, and there was no sound, but the tears couldn't stop flowing.

"So... You're really dead."

Nan forgot to go to the stone couch and sit down slowly. He reached out his hand and touched his face across the fog. The tears gradually stopped, but there was a lot of sadness in his voice.

Zhao Layue and Liu shisui looked at each other, went to the stone couch, knelt down, and kowtowed three times to the corpse.

Ah had already jumped out of her arms early in the morning and stared at the two futons in front of the stone couch.

——Even if it turns into ash, I know you.

This is not ADA's idea, but Nan forget's heart.

When she entered the cave, she recognized the man on the stone couch at a glance.

More than 100 years ago, immortal Jingyang cut the sky with a sword and soared.

But there was something wrong with the vanishing array. Then he was attacked by the white blade immortal, seriously injured, returned to the world and hid in the cave.

Before he died, he extradited the spirit into the sword of all things with the thunder soul wood he had prepared long ago, and then turned the sword to rebirth.

On the stone couch are the remains or remains left by immortal Jingyang.

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"Childe... I really suffered at that time."

Liu shisui looked at the wound on the man and said in a slightly trembling voice.

Now the white blade immortal and immortal Taiping are dead. The hatred related to this matter has gone with the wind, but he still feels very sad.

After Zhao Layue calmed down, she first thought of another problem.

When Liu Ci and other great things in Tongtian leave, heaven and earth will give birth to signs, and they will disperse into light points and turn into spring breeze or morning light. Why can the remains of Jingyang immortal be preserved for so long? Is it because his spirit still exists, so he didn't really die, or did he fly to the realm of hiding the world?

"What are we going to do next?" Liu asked at the age of ten.

More than a hundred years ago, Jing Jiu asked the two ordinary practitioners to take away this black card, which was obviously ready for the back hand.

Now they come here with the black card and find his body in his previous life, and then?

Zhao Layue said, "do you remember what Zen said in the three thousand yard? Jingyang and Jingjiu are like the upstream and downstream of a river... "

Liu shisui said, "I don't know who I am in my dream... I really don't understand." Nan forgot to say suddenly, "he wants to come back." Zhao Layue and Liu were ten years old and didn't understand what she meant. Nan forgot to say softly, "he wants to return to this body. Although he has never expressed this meaning in more than 100 years, he... He wants to come back. This time he is too hurt, the spirit falls into a deep sleep, and there is no will to bind him, so there is a problem." Zhao La Yue frowned slightly and said, "you mean his spirit contradicts the current body, so he doesn't want to wake up?" Nan forgot to say, "maybe he doesn't like the body now, maybe he just doesn't give up the body. Who knows?" Zhao Layue asked, "even if he was the strongest in the world in his previous life, but as far as the Taoist body is concerned, it must not be as good as the current sword body. Why don't you like it?"“ Because this body can feel, itch, hurt and get drunk, and now he... Can't feel anything. " Nan forgot to gently touch Jingyang's face on the stone couch, and his eyes were full of pity and heartache. Zhao Layue and Liu understood when they were ten years old. When they thought of the man sleeping in the three thousand yard, they all gave birth to a lot of pity and heartache like Nan forgetting. Monks have a long life. They have seen too many separation between life and death. Naturally, they see a lot of things very lightly. However, monks like Jing Jiu are still very rare. He doesn't eat hot pot, play mahjong or drink. The most delicious food and emotional things in the world... Have no attraction to him. Even those desperate evil demons would not be as extreme as him. Even Jingyang immortal was not as cold as he was in this life. Why? No one has ever thought about this problem. Even if Zhao Layue and Liu are ten years old, they will only think that he is such a person. Until this moment, they realized that well nine didn't like those things because... He couldn't feel the beauty. Even strong wine and reheated tea are no different from water for him. He can only walk in the streets by Baima Lake in the spring rain. He could only lean on the side of the Taoist temple in the winter snow and feel the frost on his face. He can only live a poetic life without knowing it. Because poetry is not between words, not in kind. Ignorance and unconsciousness are the highest realm pursued by Zen. But what kind of pain would it be if forced to do so? This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.