The Path Toward Heaven

Zhao Layue knew what Gu Han wanted to ask, but she was not ready to answer and went on.

"stop!"

Gu Han Shen Sheng said.

He took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, looked at her back and said: "The peaks are old, the future of the green mountains is only ours ..."

Zhao Layue didn't let him finish talking.

"You are wrong, the future of Castle Peak lies with me, not with you."

After saying this, she continued to move towards Jianfeng, and soon disappeared into the snow.

Gu Han looked at the smaller and smaller black spots in the snow and silently thought: "What about Jing Jiu? What is your reason for paying attention to him?"

The wind and snow rushed and the flying sword broke into the sky. He moved up to the sword and ran against the wind, turning into a white smoke.

Shaking up, Gu Han soon came to a beautiful mountain in the southwest.

The mountain peaks are beautiful, but between the cliffs and flats, you can see the sharp sword light everywhere.

Here is the second peak of Qingshan Mountain and the two forgetting peaks.

Here are the most excellent disciples from Zhufeng, most of them have been cultivated to the unremarkable state, and even a few have entered the wilderness.

Gu Han likes this feeling very much.

Like most of the young disciples in Liang Wang Feng, he did not like the style of the other Zhu Fengs, including the Cheng Jian Conference.In their view, these are just the boring acts of Zhu Feng to rob talents in order to continue their inheritance. They have no meaning except to cause serious internal friction.

Jianguang disappeared in the cave house at the top of Liangwang Mountain.

"You can't look on like this anymore, and Layue doesn't know why she is a bit against us."

Gu Han looked at the back and said.

"Sister and sister, I'll go and say, you have to make sure that Qing'er and the ten-year-old have no problem."

The man did not turn around and asked, "Also, I want to know what do you think of Jing Jiu now?"

Gu Han was silent for a moment and said, "I don't like him."

The man turned around with a beautiful face and a gentle look.

He is the first apprentice of the head of Qingshan to cross Nanshan, and he is also the chief disciple of Liang Wangfeng.

"MCA has proven that he is right."

Guo Nanshan smiled and said: "But I still support your approach. If you can't stand the grind, no matter how high your talent is, there is no sense for the child to be humiliated by you, but he dare not pull the sword. Wei Dao, contribute to me?

Gu Han said indifferently: "That guy doesn't even have a sword, what about talking about the sword?"

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After a sudden snow storm, it gradually disappeared, and the yellow grass branches turned green again. It was the beginning of spring again.

The Cheng Jian Conference is about to begin.

It is said that Zhao Layue ended her hard work in Jianfeng and returned again, but no one saw her figure, including in the cave house of Jingjiu.

For Qingshan Sect, the Sword Symposium is a very important matter, and naturally attaches great importance to all aspects.

Seats were arranged in advance at the end of Xijianxi. On the stone wall of hundreds of feet, the fairy celestial masters used the huge stones moved by the magical power as a platform. The giant stones are extremely wide and can accommodate thousands of people. The shallow water flowing between the cliffs enhances the sense of fairyland.

Ordinary disciples by the stream practice their homework silently and nervously, and occasionally they can't help looking at the sky.

Brother Liang Wangfeng, who had demons and demons in the world, and the masters of the peaks in Chaoge City and other places have all rushed back.

The most noticeable are the representatives of the various denominations who came to observe the ceremony.More than a dozen monks came from Guocheng Temple, several dynasty officials from Chaoge City, Shuiyue Temple and Xuanling Sect who had good relations with Qingshan Sect, and even sent important figures such as elders. Even the Wind Sword Sect far away in the north also sent people.

The disciples who have been washing swords by the river for many years, as long as they are confident, have already signed up for this conference.

Naturally born Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui are naturally the object of everyone's attention. I heard that even one of the elders of Xuan Lingzong had inquired about Liu Shisui. If it was not inconvenient, Shui Yuean was afraid that she would have gone to her already.

Everyone wants to know which mountain Zhao Layue will choose at the Cheng Jian Conference.

The uncovering of this mystery will also solve another mystery that has puzzled Qingshan Sect for many years.

Before the birth of Zhao Layue, Qingshan Zong had predicted in advance that she was a natural Dao, and had been secretly protected until now, which big man's handwriting was this?

In addition to Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui, more than ten disciples also received considerable attention.

These disciples all performed extremely well during the sword washing process. Three of them were like Liu Shisui who was prematurely watched by Liang Wangfeng. Since the previous year, he has been personally educated by Gu Han in class A. Gu Qing's disciples are the most powerful and powerful, and are highly valued by the school.

If there is no accident, this disciple named Gu Qing can definitely carry the sword smoothly.

Gu Qing is not well-known because he has been learning swords in Liangwang Peak as a sword boy, and rarely appears on the edge of Xijian Creek, so it seems a bit mysterious.

In the eyes of some people who know the inside story, Gu Qing's real power is even weaker than Zhao Layue. It should be regarded as the strongest among this generation of sword-washing disciples.

Because he is the sword boy of Liang Wangfeng's chief disciple who crosses Nanshan, and he is Gu Han's younger brother.

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Before the Cheng Jian Conference, Qingshan Sect had a very important thing to solve.

That is the heritage of Bihufengfeng.

The death of the former Bihu Peak Master Lei Poyun involved hidden feelings, and this is Qingshanzong's own business, so it was very low-key.

Except for the head of the Qingshan Sect and the masters of the peaks, no one watched the battle, let alone the messengers of the various sects who came to observe the ceremony.

In the night, a sword light cold nine peaks.

Sword and Italy were between heaven and earth, and the green mountain formation started. Beizhenshou opened his eyes and swallowed several starlights before finally deciding the outcome.

A reclusive elder of Bihu Peak defeated the late feast of Shang Defeng and succeeded in taking over the position of peak owner.

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The morning light was faint, the nine peaks of the green mountain had already awakened, and at the end of the stream, countless vocals came.

Jing Jiu glanced over there, walked across the river to the Xijian Pavilion, and knocked on the door.

Everyone went to the stone wall at the end of the creek. The Xijian Pavilion was extremely quiet. It should be empty.

Lin Wuzhi didn't leave, as if he had been waiting for him.

"I thought you would not come."

He looked at Jing Jiu and smiled.

Jing Jiu said, "I am used to doing what I do today." (Note)

Lin Wuzhi flipped through the registration book he had prepared and handed it over.

Jing Jiu took the pen and wrote his name on the registration book.

"Uncle Mo really appreciates you. I think you should consider him more when I wait for you here."

Lin Wuzhi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Although ... he does not look pretty."

Jing Jiu thought about it and said, "I really don't care about beauty and ugliness."

Lin Wuzhi looked at his face and sighed. He was right, anyway, no one looked better than you.

Jing Jiu walked outside the Xijian Pavilion.

Lin Wuzhi packed up his roster and prepared to send it to Shi Yuefeng for record. He looked up at his back and suddenly thought of something.

What about the sword?Why don't you go get the sword?

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At the end of Xijianxi, the two sides stood full of disciples waiting to participate in the Chengjian Conference.

There are still many figures on both sides of the cliff that is hundreds of feet high, which should come from Jiufeng.

There is a cloud above the cliff, and the picture inside cannot be seen clearly. Presumably the big figures of the Qingshan Sect and those of the sectarian messengers who came to observe the ceremony should be in the middle.

I do n’t know who Shuiyuean will send this year?Should n’t she come in person as a sister, would it be her apprentice?

Looking at Wuya, Jing Jiu remembered some old friends.

The riverside is very lively, full of people.

"Brother Jing, here!"

Sister Yushan stood up and waved to him, signaling that he had secured a position in advance.

Jing Jiu glanced and found that the position was really good for watching, but there were too many people.

He likes quietness, he doesn't like liveliness, he doesn't want to go to crowded places.

His sight fell naturally on the quietest place by the creek.

It is not remote, and the closest to the cliff is a large bluestone in the side of the stream.

The place is very quiet because there is a lonely figure on the bluestone.

Zhao Layue was there.

No disciple dared to get too close.

Jing Jiu walked over naturally and sat down beside her naturally.

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(Note: I think this sentence is really wonderful. Before I changed it, I must write more than one hundred words to explain for a long time, ha ha ha ha, but this time I control it!)