Jing Jiu looked at the little topknot on A Piao's head and found it somewhat familiar.
He thought for a moment before remembering that he had tied one for Zhao Layue when he first went up Divine End Peak.
A Piao's little topknot was presumably her handiwork.
Zhao Layue seemed quite pleased with her work and flicked the little topknot with a finger.
"The one I tied for you looked better," Jing Jiu said.
There was a hint of regret in those words. Zhao Layue naturally understood and said, "I don't like it."
Life always held so much that could not be helped, desires unfulfilled, partings from those one loved.
For instance, the white soup in the hotpot always dried up first, Zhao Layue refused to grow her hair long, and everyone would leave.
Jing Jiu came to terms with it.
When the Divine Emperor had entrusted that egg to him for safekeeping, he had meant to entrust an orphan to his care.
There were still a few years left, so he ought to make the most of the time.
Jing Jiu raised his head, looked at the few people still eating hotpot, and said, "We're having a lesson today."
A Piao had just rushed excitedly to the table with her chopsticks when she heard this, and an inexplicable gloom overcame her.
"Green Mountain uses the sword to model all things. That is where the notion of the Oneness of All Things comes from."
At Jing Jiu's opening words, the disciples in the courtyard felt somewhat strange.
It was not a matter of the principle itself. Gu Qing and Yuan Qu had received similar guidance before. The problem was that the Oneness of All Things was not only a sword dao and a cultivation realm, but also a