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Chapter 42 The arrival of youth

Outside the room, the disciple who had been following Duan Yong heard the conversation between the two. He looked at Duan Yong's gloomy expression and said angrily, "Uncle, Xu Yuan is so arrogant before he takes over the position of the patriarch.
If we really let him sit in this position in the future, will he still tolerate us? Why don't we support him and leave the protection of his parents? I won't stop doing it. "

The disciple said and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Hearing this, Duan Yong twitched the corner of his mouth viciously, "It's not the right time yet, let him be arrogant for a while longer."

This idiot is an important trigger of the war between Tianshengdao and Xiaoyao Sect. Even if he dies, he must die worthily.

"Did you feel the sword energy just now?"

"Such a strong spiritual power, let alone me, the entire Xiaoyao Sect has been affected by it."

"I heard that a senior fellow from the Swordsmanship Department broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm. His name is Shen Jingzhou."

"Where did you get this second-hand news? Do you think it's so easy to break through the Nascent Soul Realm?!"

"Then you know?"

"The latest news, I heard from Junior Sister Yue'er that Senior Brother Shen heard the bad news of his friend's death, so he was filled with grief. The sadness in his heart turned into sword energy. One sword destroyed thousands of flowers, and two swords broke through mountains."

Jing Chu, who was passing by, paused slightly when he heard this.

When he returned to the Department of Medicine, he met Chu Qing walking hurriedly with a white square handkerchief. He stopped when he saw Jing Chu.

Jing Chu looked at the direction he came from, which was the place where the beast control department was.

"See if this is drug addiction." Chu Qing handed the handkerchief to Jing Chu. It contained a powder the size of a fingernail.

Jing Chu stretched out her finger, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it. Her face suddenly darkened.

"Drug? I think it's the powder made by the Moon River." Jing Chu raised his eyes, his eyes full of coldness.

Manjiangyue is a very poisonous herb. A little dose of it will make you lose your mind.

This is also an indispensable medicinal material for the beast control technique developed by the Jing family.

Only people from the Jing family know this secret technique.

Thinking of the monster that suddenly went crazy, Jing Chu suddenly had a suspicion in his mind.

She glanced sideways at the wound on her back, fearing that she had already discovered it.

Old friends meet again, but I don't know if she is surprised or frightened.

After separation, Jingchu went to the back mountain and climbed the Jiutian Cliff.

From here, you can overlook the rolling mountains and rivers, with misty clouds and mist, like ink paintings.

Not far away you can see a figure dancing a sword.

Jing Chu stood there quietly and watched for a long time.

The young man tied his hair with a jade belt, and a sword with a cold light formed several smooth sword flowers in his hand.

After the last action, the young man put his sword behind him and stood motionless in front of a small dirt bag for a long time.

The girl's childish voice seemed to ring in his ears again.

'The hearts of high-ranking nobles are the most unpredictable. Every step will lead to a trap, and if you don't pay attention, you will be doomed. But I am very lucky to have a very good brother who protects me. '

The girl is small, but has a pair of eyes that can see through the cruelty of the world.

It's a pity that in the end, it still fell into the saying that people's hearts are unpredictable.

Shen Jingzhou felt a sting in her heart, and Jingzhou's almost heart-wrenching words kept popping up in her mind.

The veins in his hand holding the sword protruded, and he inserted the sword into the ground three-quarters of the way, leaving only the hilt exposed.

Then the young man turned around and left without any hesitation.

"The sword of sword cultivator will never be abandoned until death." Jing Chu blocked Shen Jingzhou's path, "Is your old friend really so important?"

Shen Jingzhou paused on the spot, with his head lowered, as if he was ashamed to see Jing Chu. "I'm sorry about what happened yesterday."

Jing Chu crossed his arms and said with a smile on his face, "What? You finally believe that I am not her?"

Hearing this, Shen Jingzhou buried her head deeper.

Jing Chu passed him by, walked to the little bag of dirt, pulled out the sword, and threw the sword back to Shen Jingzhou with force on his hand.

"If I were really your old friend, if I saw you abandoning your sword so easily, the coffin boards wouldn't be able to hold it down."

Shen Jingzhou looked at the sword in his hand with eyes as dull as dead water.

"I found this specifically to keep an appointment with her. Now that she's gone, what's the use of keeping it?"

Jing Chu pursed his lips and sat on a dead tree trunk.

"I don't know how you use it, but I know that mortals are cultivating immortals and going against the will of heaven. The sword in their hands should be used to cut down the injustice in the world. At least, that's what I think." Jing Chu looked at Shen Jingzhou and smiled.

"Hey, there's no need for alcohol in this situation." A joking voice came.

Shen Jingzhou couldn't help but be startled when she saw the person coming.

Zhu Leng looked at his expression dissatisfied.

"What are you looking at? Don't think I forgive you. I still remember when you stopped me from saving Jing Xiaochu yesterday."

"That's right." Jing Chu jokingly agreed with a smile.

Seeing this, Shen Jingzhou sat silently opposite the two people.

Zhu Leng took out a bottle of wine and several wine glasses from his storage bag.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, a blush appeared on the faces of the three of them, but their eyes were exceptionally clear.

"The sword in your hand is meant to cut down the injustice in the world. Is this your purpose in joining the Immortal Sect?"

Hearing this, Jing Chu smiled and said, "It's been too long and I forgot. Maybe that's what I thought at the beginning."

Zhu Leng sneered, "How long has it been since you forgot about it?"

Jing Chu curled his lips and raised his chin slightly, "What's your reason?"

Zhu Leng raised his glass and invited Yue to have a drink with him, his eyes were blurred, "Of course it is to be free in the world, not to enter reincarnation, not to be controlled by the way of heaven, to follow my heart and my nature."

Shen Jingzhou laughed out loud listening to his whimsical thoughts.

Zhu Leng frowned and picked up the stones and threw them at him, muttering, "Why are you laughing! I can't dream anymore! Then tell me why you practice?"

Shen Jingzhou smiled, and her eyes that melted with frost and snow fell into memories again.

"In the beginning, it was to compete for the best in the world, but later it was just to beat her."

Zhu Leng got drunk and became more and more bold, "You said you look like a moving iceberg, but you are still such a dedicated person at heart. Just tell me how you met your sweetheart. I’m really curious.”

Jing Chu's forehead jumped sharply, and he leaned close to Zhu Leng and whispered, "He just passed away, why are you bringing up his sad things again."

Hearing this, Zhu Lengjiu woke up immediately. He covered his mouth and his eyes wandered around, but he didn't dare to look at the young man opposite him.

However, Shen Jingzhou was unexpectedly calm. He spoke in a serious tone, "It's not that we are friends, but that we are close friends and also strong enemies."

The two nodded hurriedly and changed the topic.

After three rounds of drinking, it was time to break up. Before leaving, Shen Jingzhou looked at the sword beside him and struggled in his heart.

"Just keep the sword, I will need your help tomorrow." Jing Chu's voice gradually faded away, and when Shen Jingzhou looked up, he was already gone.

When Jing Chu returned to the door, he heard a soft sound in the room. Jing Chu frowned and pushed the door open a small crack with a wary expression.

(End of this chapter)