The Path Toward Heaven

Master Lu stepped forward and knocked on the table.

The gray-robed man woke up and rubbed his astringent eyes, looking at Master Lu, and was very happy. When he saw the wet mud on his front and his shoes, he was surprised.

"Brother Lu, what happened?"

Just like a child who learns to walk, he will never think of climbing again, and who is willing to walk?

Master Lu said: "Just want to be more careful, otherwise what to do if the three sides know the news and rob people?"

The gray-robed man said, "It's all from the same door, it's not enough."

Master Lu said: "What if other denominations came to grab people?"

The gray-robed man smiled and said, "Senior brother's words are exaggerated. I want to see what kind of genius you are looking for, so nervous."

Master Lu motioned to Jing Jiu and Liu Shi to come forward and said, "This is what I sent the South Gate to log in to the Immortal Master Ming Guoxing. Before entering the inner gate, you must call it Uncle Shi."

Liu Shisui quickly shouted: "Uncle Master."

When Master Lu saw Jing Jiu, he was awakened before he woke up, and he was amazed: "What a beautiful doll made of ice and jade, Brother Lu, you really have an extraordinary experience now."

"Is there a skin sac to say another, I picked the small one."

Master Lu sighed and did not avoid Jing Jiu when he spoke.

In just three days, he felt that Jing Jiu was getting worse and worse, and even regretted it.

He has never seen such a lazy person.

Of course, what really displeased him was that Liu Shisui, the genius in his eyes, was called by others.

The uncle Mingshi looked at Liu Shisui according to his words, and saw that the child had a fresh breath, his eyes were steady, and he could not help nodding. His thoughts were indeed good.

When he saw it with his sword, he couldn't help being shocked, his voice trembling with nervousness.

"Natural Dao?"

Master Lu smiled and said, "Not bad."

Ming Guoxing shouted anxiously: "Well, what is he doing, come in quickly!"

Master Lu took Jing Jiu and Liu Shisui into the stone gate.

Ming Guoxing caressed his chest and smiled at him, finally rest assured.

Entering the mountain gate is the disciples of the Qingshan sect, no one wants to take it away.

Not to mention those sects, those from Chaoge City are useless, not even Lao Lin and the roller shutter people dare to take a step here.

For countless years, who dared to be wild in Qingshanzong?

Ming Guoxing picked up the brush, dipped it in the inkstone, spread out the pages of the book, looked at Liu Shisui and asked, "Name?"

Liu Shisui responded nervously: "Liu Shisui."

Ming Guoxing stunned and said, "Name, not age."

Liu Shisui opened his eyes wide and said, "I'm just calling this name, isn't it?"

He was not satisfied with the name at the beginning, but he is used to it now, and he even likes it.

"Don't say ten years old, even if you want to be long live."

Ming Guoxing said with a brow.

After registering Liu Shisui's information, he looked to Jing Jiu and asked, "What about you?"

Although he was mentally prepared, he couldn't help squinting when he looked at the beautiful and unspeakable face, and he twitched in his heart.

"Jing Jiu, Chaoge people."

The teenager looked at a lonely peak in the distance and replied at random.

Ming Guoxing was excited, did not care about his rudeness, but also warmly persuaded a few words, and then turned to look at Liu Shisui, ready to communicate with this natural Taoist kind.

Unexpectedly, Liu Shisui didn't even look at him, so he went to the mountain gate because Jing Jiu had moved.

On the mountain road, the young boy in white walks first, and the little boy walks with his luggage behind.

Looking at this picture, Ming Xingguo was surprised and said, "What's the situation?"

"They are servants."

Master Lu frowned at what Father Liu said to himself that night.

"Natural Taoist species are actually servants with people?" Ming Xingguo was shocked and looked at Master Lu. "No matter what relationship they used to be, but once they entered the mountain gate, everything was meaningless. Haven't you told them? "

Master Lu was helpless. On the first day, he made the matter clear. Jing Jiu didn't say anything, but Liu Shisui didn't say anything.

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The clouds and mists had dispersed early, but the wind was wet enough, and the mountain road was very gentle. It was quite pleasant to walk.

Liu Shisui looked at the surrounding cliff peaks, his small face was full of curiosity, and his mood was nervous and excited.

Either due to his influence, or to a longer-lasting memory, Jing Jiu's eyes stayed on the surrounding scenes for more time.

With this emotion, he quickly walked out of the mountain road for more than ten miles and came to a cliff between the mountains.

There are towering trees all over the cliff, and dozens of grass huts are scattered among them.

The clouds reappeared, and the hut was looming. If you look closely, you can see that each hut is separated by a courtyard wall.

When she came to the Yaping Room, she parted more and more. Liu Shisui didn't know how to walk and looked at Jing Jiu.

There is a sound of water behind the cliff, clear and sweet, it should be a spring, and another sound gradually rises, which is more ethereal than the sound of water.

Jing Jiu stepped up to walk there, Liu Shisui quickly followed.

Escaping the sound, the two walked past the green trees and saw a faint building in the mist.

The sun fell suddenly, dispersing the mist, and the true appearance of the building was revealed. It was a building with black eaves and blue walls, which was quite killing.

This is the sword hall of Zongnan Songting in Qingshan. The disciples of the new entry school will live and study here for a long time.

Dozens of teenage girls stood on the flat ground in front of the sword hall, all wearing the same style of blue clothes.

Master Lu stood on the stone steps and said, "Just wait for the two of you and hurry to join the ranks."

Liu Shisui was very surprised and asked Jing Jiu: "Master, how did the fairy master come? I didn't see him over us on the road."

Entering the mountain gate, I no longer worry about being robbed of disciples by other denominations after the traces are exposed. Master Lu only needs to control the take-off sword, and can come here in a short time.

Jing Jiu understood this truth, but Liu Shisui could not have imagined it.

Listening to Master Lu's words, dozens of disciples turned to Jing Jiu Er and looked curiously.

Before Jiantang was filled with a "finally came" atmosphere.

These disciples came from all over the mainland and have been in Nansong Pavilion for some time, but they have not been able to teach fairy magic and swordsmanship. They have long been anxious.

The reason for the hearing is that Master Xianye is waiting for a disciple.

In order for a disciple to let so many people wait and waste time, it is natural to know that Fairy Master takes it very seriously.

These disciples are all selected from the personal material selected by Master Qingshan Zongxian. They are confident that they will be able to embark on the Tongtian Avenue. In the face of this situation, they are naturally curious about the new disciple, and at the same time they are inevitably somewhat resistant.

They were all outside disciples who had just entered Qingshan. They couldn't detect Liu Shisui's talent through sword awareness, and their eyes fell naturally on Jing Jiu in front.

There was an uncontrollable whisper of exclamation, which rang in the crowd, and then turned into an excited discussion, buzzing like the sound of a bee colony.

"Why is this person so pretty?"

"How was that face born?"

"It's also extraordinary, and it can't be a noble child from Chaoge."

Especially those female disciples, looking at that beautiful face, somehow feel a little hot, turned around, raised their hands and gently fanned on the cheeks.

A male disciple suddenly said, "Don't you think his ears are weird?"

Everyone looked around and found out that the young boy in white had a pair of ears and looked at ...

"so cute."

A girl looked at Jing Jiu and said.

Master Lu coughed twice.

The young people who are willing to enter the mountain to repair the Tao naturally dedicate themselves to the Tao.

In front of Jiantang became very quiet.

Reminded by Master Lu's vision, Jing Jiu and Liu Shisui walked to the rear of the team and stood well.

"Here is the recipe for entry, you have to study hard."

Master Lu gently waved his sleeves, and dozens of thin books flew out of the sword hall, spreading like fallen leaves, and fell very accurately into the hands of each disciple.

This picture is really amazing, no matter whether Liu Shisui or those young disciples are so surprised.

"There are many monks in the world, each school has different merits, different realms, and there is no difference in essence. What you want to learn now is the first realm."

Master Lu motioned his disciples to open the booklet and said, "I have a green mountain sect road to Jane. The initial stage is only divided into two stages, one is to have ceremonies."

Finally, when I heard the true practice method, the expression of the young disciples became very serious. I looked at the text in the thin book and would not miss every sentence of the teacher.

"What is ceremonial? There is a cloud hidden in Nanhua Road: the body is God-preserving, each ceremonial is the character."

"What you need to do is to be proficient in getting started, strengthening your body, tempering your will, and correcting your posture, so that you can communicate with each other and always have it."

"From the outside to the inside, when the state of ceremonies is completed, the Dao species in your body are stable enough to survive the chaos of the heart and gang, thrive and enter the second realm to embrace the gods."

When hearing this, some disciples raised their heads, their faces showing hope and longing.

"What does it mean to hold the gods? Huai Ji Youyun: Hold the gods to be quiet, the form will be self-righteous."

"This stage can be said to be an extension of the realm of ceremonies, or the first leap of the monk, because at this stage, the will of the monk will become extremely firm, and naturally feel the spirit in the heavens and the earth. Growing, the meridian grows, you can absorb the spirit between heaven and earth, and transform it into the true element. This is the spirit that feeds people with the spirit of heaven and earth, until the sea of ​​spirit is full, you can say that the realm is beginning to come. See your sword gall ... "

Master Lu's voice was not loud, but it fell clearly in the ears of every disciple.

The sun has risen to the mid sky, the clouds and fog have long dispersed, the light is blazing, and it is quite hot.

But none of the disciples shouted the heat and listened very intently to the teaching of the fairy master, even if they could not feel it.

A young disciple from Lelang County was listening to some murmurs when he was fascinated by the realm of the fairy master.

He turned his head and looked at the scene, but he couldn't help but be stunned.

Liu Shisui is pouring tea for Jing Jiu.

The tea poured from the pot has long been cold, and there is no hot mist overflowing.

But the sound of tea falling in the cup was still as clear as the spring water.

Jing Jiu took the tea cup and drank it and handed it back.

Liu Shisui put the teapot and cups away, took out a circular fan from the package, and began to fan the wind for the well.

The wind sound brought by the round fan is very clear in front of the quiet Jiantang.