Three days later, Jingyun jumped from the clouds.
"How?" Chu Xiu asked.
Taoist Jinglong and Zhang Liang also looked at Jingyun.
They all knew that even a rare genius could hardly comprehend the meaning of thunder within three days.
Jing Yun smiled and said: "That's enough, it's your turn. I'm curious how you're going to eat this whole cloud."
"In the future, I will give you a higher 'meaning' than the thunderous mind." Chu Xiu whispered, without saying much, his wings spread out behind him and he flew straight up.
"I'm looking forward to it." Jing Yun smiled and looked up at the clouds.
Taoist Master Jinglong and Zhang Liang also raised their heads and looked at Chu Xiu in the clouds.
In Cangqiong Mountain, the old man in the mountain, Lao Tianji, and some other people who had not appeared before also focused their attention on Chu Xiu.
They were all curious about what Chu Xiu was going to do.
Chu Xiu took out the green gourd.
Hold the gourd plug with two fingers of your left hand and pull it out gently to reveal the gourd mouth.
Chu Xiu lowered his eyebrows slightly and looked at the mouth of the gourd. Chaos could be seen vaguely filling the gourd.
As for the scarlet liquid sucked from the deepest part of the Flame Demon Cave, it is completely invisible and sinks to the bottom of the gourd.
"This cloud seems a bit big."
Chu Xiu whispered, his mind moved slightly, and the three elements returned to one, and the right hand holding the bottom of the gourd felt suction.
After a while.
A thin thread of cloud flows into the mouth of the gourd.
At first, Jing Yun and Taoist Master Jinglong didn't pay much attention; gradually, both of them were stunned.
The clouds and mist around Chu Xiu were flowing rapidly and gathered in front of the gourd mouth.
"This..." Jing Yun and Taoist Master Jinglong were both shocked.
The faces of the old man in the mountain, Lao Tianji and others who had been silently paying attention to Chu Xiu also gradually changed.
The only one who was calm was probably Zhang Liang.
"What can you do by absorbing this cloud?" Zhang Liang was thinking. He had been thinking about this question for three days.
In the clouds, there is wind, blowing the clouds and mist.
The thunder and lightning in the clouds, along with the clouds, are all gathered in the gourd.
Chu Xiu stared carefully, and he was also very surprised. As a time traveler, he actually had a general understanding of the formation of clouds and electricity.
It was very clear that this cloud and the thunder and lightning in this cloud were not normal and did not conform to his knowledge.
As time passed, the suction force emerging near the gourd mouth became stronger and stronger. Chu Xiu heard a whirring sound in his ears, and the speed of the clouds became like a mountain and a tsunami.
This is a truly spectacular scene of 'turbulence'.
Taoist Master Jinglong and Jing Yun were astonished beyond words, and the old monsters hiding in Cangqiong Mountain were probably a little frightened in their hearts.
Especially the old man in the mountain couldn't calm down, his eyes were changing, and he once again thought of his first meeting with Chu Xiu.
At that time, Chu Xiu told him that there were three swords. He meant that there were three swords in the gourd!
"Did he guess at that time that I would be eavesdropping secretly and deliberately changed his story and said it was inside his body?"
"Actually, the three swords left by the dean have always been in this gourd?"
The face of the old man in the mountain was changing, and there was a hint of fear in his heart.
He has basically determined that the three swords Chu Xiu mentioned are real.
The only uncertainty was whether the three swords were in Chu Xiu's body or in the gourd in Chu Xiu's hand.
At this moment, he was more inclined to think that the three swords were in this gourd.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Lao Tianji seemingly unintentionally, and the old man in the mountain's heart skipped a beat. This old Tianji was actually looking at him with a smile.
"This time to offend Suzaku Academy, someone must take the blame..."
The old man in the mountain's heart sank.
The old Tianji in front of me definitely has no good intentions!
"Do you still remember Xiu Niang from Shanhe Garden?" Lao Tianji suddenly asked.
"Xiu Niang?" The old man in the mountain was startled and fell into deep thought.
Xiu Niang... This is a very familiar name.
"About one hundred and eighty years ago, Shanhe Garden was the largest brothel in Dongjun City, Qizhou, and Xiu Niang was the oiran back then." Lao Tianji said softly.
The old man in the mountain looked indifferently, and naturally he remembered who Xiu Niang was.
Back then, when he was young and frivolous, he lived in Shanhe Garden for a period of time, and he was accompanied by Xiu Niang, the oiran of Shanhe Garden.
"You must not tell me that Xiu Niang is still alive?" The old man in the mountain sneered, thinking that even if I had a relationship with Xiu Niang, now that one hundred and eighty years have passed, that love has long been gone.
It would be too childish to threaten me with such a woman.
"Xiu Niang is just an oiran, so naturally she can't live one or two hundred years like you." Lao Tianji took a sip of wine, "But back then, when you and her were in love, she was pregnant with your child."
"Son?" The old man in the mountain frowned, and then sneered, "You don't want to tell me that I still have a son alive, right?"
Lao Tianji shook his head, "Not a son, but a great-grandson."
"Great grandson..." The old man in the mountain was speechless for a moment.
"After this matter is over, your descendant can join the Kongtong Sect." Lao Tianji said.
The old man in the mountain raised his eyes and stared at Lao Tianji, "Are you trying to show off your cards with me?"
Lao Tianji looked calm and said, "Just in case, someone must try the sword this time."
"Really?" The old man in the mountain smiled. He took a sip of wine and said no more.
Lao Tianji frowned secretly, thinking that it seemed that this man had no family ties at all and would not care about the lives of his descendants.
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The top of the sky.
The clouds that were pregnant with thunder had all entered the gourd in Chu Xiu's hand.
The sky seemed to become extremely clear in an instant.
Chu Xiu inserted the gourd stopper, spread his wings behind his back, and slowly descended.
Zhang Liang, Jing Yun, and Taoist Master Jinglong were all looking at the sky.
"Someone probably needs to be guarding this place." Zhang Liang said slowly.
Chu Xiu, who returned to the three of them, was slightly startled. He also looked up at the sky. Without the clouds, the sky seemed to have become extraordinarily bright.
"Pindao would like to take Jingyun and stay here for one year." Taoist Master Jinglong said, whisking his beard.
Zhang Liang looked at Taoist Jinglong.
Taoist Master Jinglong smiled and said: "There will definitely be a new thunder here. If we can witness the birth of thunder, it will be a great opportunity for both Pindao and Jingyun."
Chu Xiu and Jing Yun looked at each other.
"Then I'll trouble you, Taoist Priest." Zhang Liang thanked him in a deep voice.
Taoist Master Jinglong shook his head and said meaningfully: "Later, I may need to trouble Mr. Third to protect Jingyun."
Zhang Liang, Jing Yun, and Chu Xiu were all startled, and soon the three of them knew what Taoist Jinglong meant.
"Okay." Zhang Liang nodded, then looked at Chu Xiu, "Let's go find him. My Crazy Blade can't wait."
"Third Senior Brother, you are no longer worthy of accompanying me." Chu Xiu said with a smile.
"Huh?" Zhang Liang frowned.
Chu Xiu looked at Taoist Jinglong, "Taoist, please take good care of my third senior brother."
"Okay." Taoist Master Jinglong nodded slightly.
Chu Xiu looked at Jingyun, "You need to come with me."
Jing Yun smiled and said, "Of course I want to go with you."
Chu Xiu said: "Maybe he will die."
"Then you owe me your life." Jing Yun still smiled.
"If you were a woman, I would give you your life."
Jing Yun: "???"
The two of them went down the mountain together.
Zhang Liang frowned tightly, but he didn't stop him.
Once blocked, the momentum will be released.
By then, the situation will only get worse.
"I still have one sword left to draw." Zhang Liang sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating like an ancient monk.
Taoist Jinglong looked at the sky and imagined the dean tearing the sky apart.
"If you want to tear the sky apart, you first need to grasp the sky~."
"God, where is it?"
"If you can't even touch the sky, how can you talk about being the best in the world?"
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