The Path Toward Heaven

"I don't know how you killed him that night, but I know that your sword yuan is abundant and not even weaker than me."

Zhao Layue looked at him and said, "I don't understand how a lazy person like you can do it."

Starting from being sensible, it can even be said that from birth, she would contact and prepare to practice under the watchful eye of Qingshan Sect.

Every morning when she opened her eyes, she began to exercise and meditate, until she came to Qingshan Sect and practiced swords.

It can be said that every time she breathes, she is practicing.

She had heard of Jing Jiu and knew that he was famous for being lazy, but after what happened at the summit that night, she thought it was a misrepresentation.

It was not until these two observations that she saw that he was really lazy.

She has never seen such a lazy person, such a waste of her talent.

What she couldn't understand more was why such a lazy person could build such a full sword.

She would like to know the answer to this question, rather than knowing Jing Jiu's true identity.

"Do you know why I am willing to come to Qingshan Zong Xuejian?"

Jing Jiu looked at her and said, "Because here no matter how the disciples practise, they can do anything."

He added a sentence to his heart, of course, because it is more familiar here.

Zhao Layue said: "I don't know what you want to repair and what you want to hide, but you are so easy to become the object of attention."

Jing Jiu said: "It's troublesome to deliberately hide."

Zhao Layue said: "Even if someone will discover your secret?"

"There is no secret that can be kept forever, and the sharp cone in the bag can never hide its success."

Jing Jiu said: "I have had similar experience before, the sun rises every day, but the sky cannot be covered with overcast clouds all the time. If you always try not to let people on the ground see their own glory, it will be a Very difficult things, even stupid. "

Zhao Layue slowly turned his head to look at him, asking with some uncertainty: "Do you compare yourself to the sun?"

Jing Jiu said: "It's just an analogy."

"Many sisters of Qing Rongfeng are talking about me in private, saying that I am narcissistic."

Zhao Layue was silent for a while, and said, "I think I am not as good as you."

Jing Jiu said: "I think you should understand what I mean."

Zhao Layue didn't speak.

She knew what Jing Jiu wanted to express.

She is a born Taoist, Kendo wizard, and Qingshan Sect's grace. From birth, she has received countless attention.After entering the inner door, she chose the difficult training method of Jianyi quenching body, or related to it, because then she could hide deep in the clouds of Jianfeng and be not seen.

She was silent and looked very stubborn.

Jing Jiu raised his hand and rubbed her hair.

Zhao Layue raised his eyebrows and glared at him with full of murderous intent.

Jing Jiu withdrew his hand and said without changing his face: "You should go to wash your hair and practice. You don't have to be so embarrassed about yourself."

Zhao Layue shook his head vigorously, the dust fell, and looked like a puppy who had just gone home for a day and had just gone crazy.

"I forgot."

After saying this, she flew towards her cave house above the cliff.

Jing Jiu felt that he also forgot something.

It didn't take long for Zhao Layue to come back, changed into a new shirt, and her short black hair was still dripping.

The natural conditions of Dongfu where she lives are much better than ordinary disciples. It is located at the top of the cliff, but there is a hot spring drawn by the fairy princes in the past.

Jing Jiu glanced at her hair.

Zhao Layue said: "Jianyuan is used to kill people, how can it be used for these things."

Jing Jiuzheng was about to say something, and suddenly turned to look at the sky in the east.

There were several extremely sharp howling sounds in the sky.

The clouds were torn apart, bringing out straight lines of clouds, which looked like arrows.

A loud noise made the middle part of the clouds turbulent. A moment later, a sword light broke through the clouds and came over the Xijian Creek.

The sword light is pure and bright, the level is extremely high, exudes a very beautiful sword intention, the sword control should be a deep strong man.But somehow, this flying sword is very unstable and crooked, like a drunk villager, and like a scared wild crane.

Jianguang was walking between the cliffs beside Xijian Creek, sometimes up and down.

There was an extremely sad voice from the sword, spreading out to the surroundings.

"Even if there is no one, then two!"

"Not one or two?"

The cry of the sword steward echoed through the canyon.

The horrible sword fell from time to time, the stream was suddenly chaotic, a clear trace was born on the cliff, and the gravel fell.

There is a sword light hidden in the distant peaks, it should be that the disciples are coming.

At the summoning of the teachers, the sword-washing disciples by the stream avoided the sword-washing pavilion.

The disciples looked pale and panicked, listening to the stern shouts in the sky and watching the towering trees and stones cut across the cliffs by the sword intentions.

How is this going?Who is that person?Why is it so crazy and so scary?

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Zhao Layue walked to the edge of the cliff, watching the crazy sword light in the sky, his eyes showing vigilance and hostility.

Jing Jiujing looked at her quietly, wondering what the source of these two emotions were?

Jianguang from Zhufeng stopped more than ten years away from Xijianxi, and he should have received the decree.

That crazy sword light is too fast, and the sword master is too strong. The ordinary proselytized disciples in Zhufeng are not opponents at all, but can only increase the casualties. In order to protect themselves, it is also to prevent the madman who controls the sword from running away.

After the swords of the disciples formed, the world suddenly changed color.

The clouds scattered toward Shino, and a square iron sword fell from the sky.

The square iron sword swayed by the wind and grew into a dome of more than ten feet, directly suppressing the crazy flying sword and suppressing it to a mountain range a few miles away.

A thunderous bang, like a real thunder, kept ringing under the iron sword's dome.

The gravel on the mountain was leaped from the ground by the earthquake, and the bones were rolling, as if it had become a living creature.

The terrifying shock came to Xijian Creek from afar. The stream was boiling like water, crashing into the cliff and breaking. I don't know how many swimming fish were killed alive.

After half an hour the battle finally stopped, and the Iron Sword calmed down, like a real small iron hut.

I don't know how the man covered by the iron sword died.

Countless dead fish floated on the surface of the stream, watching as if the richest businessman in Chaoge City threw a dozen baskets of silver coins.

The cliff cut by the crazy sword slowly slipped into the brook, causing countless huge waves and bringing some unknown sighs.

"Is this the power of breaking the sea?"

Looking at the picture in the distance, Zhao Layue said.

Jing Jiu walked over to her and said, "Yuan Qijing hasn't shot in person for many years. I think he might have broken the sea and entered into the heaven."

Zhao Layue glanced at him.

If this sentence is true, the Qingshan Sect will add another big thing to heaven, which will shock the entire continent.

How did Jing Jiu know?Why would you tell yourself?