The Path Toward Heaven

Liu Shisui left Yaping and went between the peaks. He never came back.

The last picture he left was the little face reddish because of anger and the eyes full of tears because of reluctance.

The only person who saw this picture was Jing Jiu, but he soon forgot this picture.

Just like what he said to Liu Shisui, the road is long, and people cannot remember all the past, nor do they need to remember.

From this perspective, he is indeed a natural monk.

After Liu Shisui left, Jing Jiu still lived the same day, but the bed-laying was now needed to be made by himself, and the courtyard seemed a bit deserted, which took him a few days to get used to.

The cynicism and cynicism of those outside disciples in Yapingjian became more during this time.

Liu Shisui entered the inner door, but he was still here. Anyone who came to see it was embarrassing.

Jing Jiu didn't feel much, still staying in the small courtyard, silently putting sand into the porcelain dish, but only two or three grains per day.

He is not good at endurance, but does not care.

But Master Lu did not hold back and came to the courtyard again on a certain night.

He carefully checked Jing Jiu's situation with his sword consciousness, and found that Jing Jiu still had no Dao species in his body, and he was very disappointed.

Without Dao species, the meridians are not born, how can we absorb the vitality of heaven and earth?

Without true elements, how can Dao species become towering trees and form sword fruits?

By now, he had determined that Jing Jiu was not a disciple who was received by the teacher on the peak in advance.

Jing Jiu's ability to instruct others to practice in the same way is entirely due to his excellent knowledge and understanding.

"Putting out of thin air can actually make nine out of ten, it seems that your family is really extraordinary."

Master Lu looked at him and said, "I believe your family is not an ordinary family in Chaoge City."

Jing Jiu said: "There are a lot of books at home."

"Talent is ultimately unreliable. Talking about Yu Dadao is irrelevant. Unless you just want to use it for exams and refuse to work hard, don't expect to be able to enter the realm of embracing God.

Master Lu sighed and said, "I think for a long time. If you insist on doing so, I can recommend you to go to a place to be a deacon. There is a daily collection of classics and deep learning. It should be very suitable for you."

Jing Jiu knew that he was talking about Shiyue Peak, the mountain that specializes in collecting the true method of Qingshan Zongjian Ju and looking for the road from the pile of old paper.

Master Lu went on to say, "You can also make contributions to the sect, and even be rewarded with immortal medicine to prolong your life, but you are no longer qualified to grant the true sword, but ... anyway, you are not going to do this."

Jing Jiu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the other party would really care about himself, and arranged for him a seemingly suitable back path.

But of course he would not agree, he did not like Shi Yuefeng, and he would leave here in another year.

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...

It was another spring, and the catkins were floating in the sky.

More than half of the three-year period has passed. The outer disciples of Nansong Pavilion are more nervous. They are practicing every moment, and white smoke can be seen everywhere on Yaping.

Now most of the disciples have entered the realm of embracing the gods. Some people, such as Xue Yongge, have even seen the possibility of fulfillment of the Linghai.

Only a few people who are too dull or lazy do not see any hope.

Of course, there is one person who has the opportunity to enter the Qingshan Sect and still laze.

"What are you looking for?"

Master Lu looked at Jing Jiu standing in front of him and said.

He was numb to Jing Jiu's lack of advancement, although the other person left the small courtyard to come to Jiantang to find himself, and he was not interested.

"I am leaving." Jing Jiu said.

Master Lu picked up the tea cup and was about to take two sips. Suddenly listening to this, his hands froze in the air.

He had given up Jing Jiu long ago, but ... after all, he still had some pity and unwillingness, so he did not expel Jing Jiu out of the mountain gate, but did the other party give up?Don't even want to mix up on the surface?

Master Lu felt a little bored and smiled bitterly, "Where are you going?"

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "As for which peak I haven't figured out yet."

"Then you want to go, whether it's the village or Chaoge, after all, it's your own thing ... slow!"

Master Lu suddenly woke up and asked, "What do you say? Say it again?"

Jing Jiu said: "I said I haven't figured out which peak I want to go to."

Master Lu asked with some uncertainty: "You mean Jiufeng?"

Jing Jiu said: "Yes, I am going to enter the inner door."

Master Lu doubted his ears and said, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"My Linghai is almost filled, and the embrace of God Realm should be considered complete."

Even Jing Jiu has some emotions in retrospect of the meditation that has not stopped day and night, and the process of constantly absorbing the vitality of the world.

Master Lu didn't believe this kind of thing at all, so he covered Jing Jiu's body with his sword consciousness as soon as his thoughts moved, and he was ready to use the rules to rectify Jing Jiu once he exposed his lies.

He was really angry at this time.

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...

A crackling sound.

The teacup fell to the ground and shattered.

The tea wets the ground and emits steam constantly, like the white smoke from the heads of hardworking disciples in the woods.

Master Lu looked at Jing Jiu, his eyes full of shock and wonder.

The sword hall was quiet.

"How is this going?"

Master Lu was a little confused, and his voice trembled, "I'm not wrong?"

Jing Jiu said, "You are right."

There was a very long silence.

The tea on the ground gradually cooled, and no white steam came out.

Master Lu finally calmed down, but looking at Jing Jiu's eyes still seemed to be looking at the fairy, with obvious apologies and regrets in his words: "It turns out ... I still read it wrong."

Jing Jiu patted his shoulder and said, "This is not your fault."

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...

A sword light illuminates the Yaping, and the warm spring breeze becomes a bit cold.

The fairy master of Xilaifeng came to control the sword.

Looking at this scene, the disciples stopped practicing and gathered in front of Jiantang.

Everyone guessed that there must be another disciple to take part in the inner door assessment.

Who will become the second inner disciple of Nan Songting after Liu Shisui?

Some people think that it should be Brother Yuan from Lelang County, and some people speculate that it may be the talented Yushan sister.

More disciples believe that that person should undoubtedly be Xue Yongge.

But then the disciples found that the three people they discussed were beside them, not in the sword hall.

Xue Yongge's face was a bit gloomy. He was very close to the perfection of holding the God Realm. He thought he would become the second person of Nansong Pavilion after Liu Shisui.

He stared at the entrance to the sword hall, thinking bitterly in his heart, who was covering up so well on weekdays, but there was no slight wind.

With the wind blowing in white, under the leadership of Master Lu, Jing Jiu entered the Jiantang.

Looking at this scene, the people were shocked and speechless.

They knew that Jing Jiu was very clever and highly savvy, but he knew more clearly that this son was unintentionally motivated and lazy. Who has seen him practice a kung fu?

Such a person can actually hold the god realm complete?Actually qualified to participate in the internal assessment?

Xue Yongge's complexion became very ugly.

If any other disciple suddenly had an adventure, take the first step, even if he was angry, he could only accept this fact.

But that person is Jing Jiu, whom he has never looked at?

"How can this be!"

He exclaimed angrily: "How could he be full of spirit sea? Did Master Lu find out exactly?"