The Path Toward Heaven

Because running too fast, Liu Shisui dragged his hands behind him, looking like a little duck, a little funny and cute.

Jing Jiu stood waiting for him in the same place, with a smile on his lips.

Liu Shisui ran to Jing Jiu and stopped.

Because he ran too fast and stopped too quickly, his feet drew two shallow marks on the grass, his body swayed back and forth, and finally came to rest.

This picture looks a little funny, and some of the young disciples who are with Jing Jiuyi can't help laughing out loud.

Soon those laughter disappeared, and people guessed that this little boy was the legendary natural Dao.

Standing in front of Jing Jiu, Liu Shisui was very excited. He stretched out his hand and wanted to grab Jing Jiu's hand, but felt it was not right.

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The pedestrian who came out of the woods was a little surprised when he saw this picture.

You have to know that Liu Shisui only knows how to practice sword training in his daily life. He lives very monotonously, and his temperament is plain and low-key. He rarely sees such an excited look.

"Who is this person?" Gu Han asked.

A disciple said: "Gu Master, this person should be Jing Jiu, who is often mentioned in his ten-year-old weekdays."

Listening to this, the line of talents understood why Liu Shisui was so excited.

Gu Han looked at Jing Jiu's face and raised his eyebrows slightly, a little unhappy.

I don't know whether it is because the face is too beautiful, or because the expression on that face is too indifferent and calm, which is a sharp contrast with Liu Shisui.

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Just as Jing Jiu was about to speak, a cold voice rang.

"what are you doing?"

Jing Jiu looked around and found that the speaker was the disciple of Liang Wangfeng called Gu Han.

Liu Shisui was slightly stunned and quickly explained: "Gu, this is my home ..."

Gu Han did not let him finish his speech, said indifferently: "I told you that at such an important moment, nothing can distract you."

The implicit meaning of this sentence is very clear, he does not care who Jing Jiu is.

"Come and accept the punishment yourself," Gu Han said.

Jing Jiu glanced at him.

Liu Shisui quickly waved to him and walked back to Han.

A fat man with a bun stood out from behind Gu Han, holding a thing wrapped in cloth in his hands. He untied the tie with his fat and dexterous fingers, revealing the stick inside.

Looking at the scene, the crowd was upset. Those who fell on Liu Shisui had more sympathy in their eyes, but more envy.

Those disciples who came out of the woods also had such emotions in their eyes.

That stick is not the sword law of Qingshan Sect, but the rule of Liang Wangfeng.

Gu Han had to punish Liu Shisui by the rules of Liang Wangfeng, then it was equivalent to treating Liu Shisui as a disciple of Liang Wangfeng.

For inner disciples who are looking forward to being selected by Liang Wangfeng at the Cheng Jian Conference, such discipline is really an enviable treatment.

The hard wooden stick fell on Liu Shisui's back, making a heavy muffled noise.

When accepting the punishment, it is of course impossible to transport True Yuan's body protection, and Liu Shisui can only support it.

The wooden stick kept falling, and the muffled sound kept ringing.

Liu Shisui was very painful, and his eyes were full of tears, but he still had to stand still.

Looking at the scene, Jing Jiu did not speak.

Suddenly, he felt something, and at a glance, he saw Gu Han's indifferent eyes.

He looked at each other quietly.

Liu Shisui noticed his eyes and shook his head without pain, and signaled him not to mess up.

Jing Jiu was quiet for a while, and turned to walk outside the peak.

With so many people present, only Gu Han noticed that when he turned around, he shook his head.

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"enough."

Gu Han motioned for the punishment to end, looking at Jing Jiu's back, frowning slightly.

The fat man withdrew his sticks, carefully wrapped it in green cloth, and looked down at his gaze. He squinted and smiled, but there was cold light in his eyes.

"How? This disciple is very famous. Seeing it today, it really deserves its reputation. It really looks good and makes people jealous."

As disciples of the Two Forgotten Peaks, where would they care about such small things as beauty and ugliness? The question asked how to naturally refer to Jing Jiu's cultivation talents and potential.

Gu Han said: "The Dao are ordinary and the qualifications are ordinary. If he does not seek improvement as he is rumored, he should have prepared a lot of immortals to break through the border within two years."

The fat man said: "He may be the son of the Chaoge Dynasty, and it is normal to have some precious medicine in his hand, and it is said that his brain is very good. Do you want to talk to him?"

Gu Han said: "The swords of My Two Forgotten Peaks are used to kill people. No matter how clever they are, it is useless to know others. If they can rely on the Elixir to seek the road, what should they do?"

They did not avoid Liu Shisui during the conversation. Liu Shisui listened anxiously and wanted to explain a few words for Jing Jiu.

Before he wanted to come, if the son could also worship under the gate of Liangwang Peak in advance, it was of course the best thing.

"Disciples of Two Forgotten Peaks cannot be a servant. You remember this."

Gu Han looked at Liu Shisui with an unquestionable will in his tone: "Don't continue with him."

Liu Shisui froze.

Gu Han ignored him and led a group of disciples to Jianfeng.

Liu Shisui stood on the spot, silent for a long time, and finally followed.

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Looking at the pedestrian who walked between the cliff walls of Jianfeng, a disciple who knew the situation of Xijian Pavilion puzzled and said: "Gu Master is not a fairy teacher in Class A? Haven't they taken the sword yet?"

Deacon Xing Yunfeng said: "Sister Liu has taken the sword half a year ago."

The disciples felt even stranger, thinking what would they do on Jianfeng?

The pedestrian that Gu Han took was already on Jianfeng, moving away, and was about to become a series of black dots between the cliff walls.

These disciples did not dare to follow along without the guidance of the teacher, so they had to watch under the peak.

As time went by, more Deacon Yun Xingfeng, teachers and students came to the field, and more than a dozen sword lights cut through the sky. Every peak was visited by people, and even two second-generation teachers and uncles also arrived in person.

All of this seems to indicate that something big will happen later.

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The mountain is getting higher, the air is getting thinner, and the terrain is steeper. Every step is very difficult.

The young disciples stopped and stayed in place, feeling the sword around them, in order to sharpen their will and improve their cultivation.

Gu Han and the fat man and Liu Shisui continued to move forward.

I don't know how long I walked, the surrounding scenes are gradually blurred, the fog is getting heavier, it should be at the edge of the clouds.

At this point, the sword energy that was overflowing from the peak was even more terrifying. Liu Shisui's face was flushed and his breath was short.

After all, he is still young and has a short practice time.

But he was able to get here, and he didn't know where he was stronger than the fellows who stayed below.

The fat man also gasped slightly, leaning on his waist and said, "I don't know if Tatsuki is here today."

Gu Han's expression is as usual, and the sword's meaning and height in Jianfeng is nothing to him at all.

Hearing the fat man's words, he looked at the peak deeper in the cloud, silent for a moment, and then waved his hand, as if he wanted to get rid of some unpleasant pictures.

As his palms waved, a strong wind raged between the cliffs, the clouds and mist were dispersed by all, and the surrounding environment suddenly became clear.

There was a cliff in front of them, and they would fall if they took a step forward. The stone walls between the cliffs were smooth and grassless, and there was no place where they could grasp the force.

Liu Shisui walked to the cliff and looked down.

It's more than a thousand feet above the ground. Even though his eyesight is comparable to that of a condor after training, he still can't see the ground clearly. He can only see many small black spots.

Each little black spot is a person, thinking that so many people are looking at themselves, the teenager is more nervous, and the breath is unconsciously more anxious.

He silently chanted the sword sutra, calming the mood as much as possible, and slowly raised his right hand after breathing slowly.

A snorting sound, a flying sword about two feet long and smooth as a mirror, flew out of his sleeve.

Feijian drew a few arcs in the air, then stopped silently in the air outside the cliff, just in front of him.

Just one step forward, he can stand on the flying sword.

The question is, how many people in the world have the courage to take this step?

Further is the sea and sky.

Taking a step back is red dust.

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Don't think about anything for too long.

The longer you think, the easier it is to go wrong.

Liu Shisui stared at the clouds outside the peak, his face pale, and he could not take this step.

Gu Han said expressionlessly behind him: "I will give you ten more rest time, if you can't walk out, I will push you out."

"No." Liu Shisui suddenly turned to him and said, "Gu Master, I still have to meet my son."

After saying this, he went forward.

Gu Han was slightly angry, and raised her eyebrows to prepare for something, and then saw this scene.

Liu Shisui walked into the sky beyond the cliff.

His right foot fell and landed on Feijian without bias.

Feijian sank down and touched about half a foot and then stood still.

Then, his left foot stepped on the sword.

The cold wind roared, flapping Jianfeng's cliff, and blowing up his clothes.

Liu Shisui opened his arms, his legs slightly bent, swinging left and right, looking for balance.

On his face, he could not see any emotion of fear, only concentration.

Gu Han suddenly thought of the scene when Liu Shisui rushed to Jing Jiu before the emergency stop.

The wind rolled back from the cliff, and Liu Shisui leaned forward.

The fat man standing on the cliff shuddered in shock.

Liu Shisui didn't know what he shouted, and flew out into the sky by the wind.

This is his first time flying a sword, unable to condense into a sword light, and can only paint a residual image.

I saw the sword shadow walking through the clouds, stopping or turning from time to time, it looked very chaotic, and looked very dangerous.

There were screams and shouts faintly under the distant cliff.

The fat man looked pale and kept talking to himself: "If I fell at the age of ten ... Will the boss drive us out of the mountains?"

Gu Han didn't speak, but stared at the sword shadow that was farther and farther away from the cliff.

No matter how dangerous Liu Shisui Yujian was, or even fell directly to the ground twice, he did not worry much, but his eyes narrowed more and more.

Yi Liu ’s realm, age, and experience, and now he began to learn to control the sword, is indeed very reluctant, and reluctance naturally means risk, so he did not talk to his colleagues in Liang Wangfeng, nor did he report to the teacher.

But he knew that when he took Liu Shisui to Jianfeng, the elders in Jiufeng should have guessed the truth. At this time, there should be several uncles in the wilderness who were staring at the clouds, ready to prepare at any time. Save one another.

I don't know how long after that, the sword shadow finally stabilized, and Liu Shisui's figure can be clearly seen.

Feijian's speed is getting faster and faster until it becomes a streamer, heading towards Jianfeng, breaking through the clouds, and I don't know where to go.

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