Bab 530: Hotpot and Sword, Dispersed Smoke and Clouds

Jing Jiu washed his face with the sword fire as he headed toward the edge of the cliff.

The dust dropped from his cloth as he stepped on the ground. Soon, his white cloth

looked as clean as new, resembling a lotus flower after being washed by the rain,

devoid of any dirt and soil.

Walking by his side, Gu Qing told Jing Jiu in a fast and calm voice about what had

happened in the Cultivation world and all the important events that had happened on

Green Mountain.

Seeing this, Zhuo Rusui thought of the image of a eunuch or a wicked chancellor often

described in the stories, so he couldn't help but laugh out.

Jing Jiu shot him a glance.

Zhuo Rusui turned sideways to let Jing Jiu pass him, and said, "I've just cleaned the

bamboo chair."

Jing Jiu lay on the chair.

Gu Qing continued while standing by the chair, "Guo Nanshan has come many times,