The Path Toward Heaven

The mountain road in Shenmo Peak is very narrow and dilapidated. The stone steps vary in height. In some places, there are not even stone steps.

Real people in Jingyang never go down the mountain. There are no disciples here. Every few years, the head of the elders comes to the end of the mountain to ask for peace.

The deeper the mountain road is, the deeper the mountain road is, and the stronger the banned sword array is.

No matter how cautious, Zhao Layue had more and more wounds on his body, and his blood gradually stained his red shirt.

Jianyi quenched body was not enough for her to avoid all the dangers in the sword formation, nor could she completely resist the cutting of those sword intentions.

Jing Jiu followed her with her hands on her back.

"I'm tired," he said.

Zhao Layue stopped and sat cross-legged, absorbing the vitality of the world and restoring his spirit.

Somehow, she opened her eyes.

"Why are you following me?"

She glanced at Jing Jiuyi and confirmed that there were no wounds on his body: "Now it seems that you can not follow me at all."

Jing Jiu said: "I said, just curious."

When talking, he did not look at her, but stared at the porcelain plate in front of him, carrying a grain of sand in his hand, thinking about where to put it.

Looking at the recombined sand grains in the porcelain plate and thinking about the space cut by the sword in the end of the god's peak, Zhao Layue thought deeply.

She stood up and looked at the quiet, palpable mountain path. After a moment of silence, her wrist shook, and she grasped the bracelet's sword.

This seemingly ordinary sword cable bound the unclear uncle Zuo of Bihu Peak at the peak of Jianfeng Clouds, which is nothing extraordinary.

Jing Jiuxin wondered that it would be familiar to watch Jiansuo that night.

He knew that Zhao Layue was going to use a sword to explore the way, and shook his head.

This choice is smart, but not a good choice.

Zhao Layue asked: "Why?"

Jing Jiu said: "Don't use it until the last moment, because someone is watching us."

There is a ban on the sword array at the end of the god's peak. The picture inside the peak cannot be seen outside the peak, which is more secret than the clouds on the top of Jianfeng.

Thinking about this, Zhao Layue felt that it was really difficult to move forward, so he was prepared to use the strongest means he had hidden.

But there are always exceptions to anything.

The big things in heaven can see through all the mist.

Looking at the entire continent, there are few big objects that pass through the heavens, but unfortunately there may be two Qingshan Sects.

Jing Jiu believes that neither of them actually went to wash Jianxi, but only sent messages with Jianyin. At this time, they should also look at this from their respective peaks.

Zhao Layue remembered that he once said that Yuanqi whale might have entered the heavens secretly.

So who is Jing Jiu who is alert and prepared?Master or sword lawyer?

Zhao Layue retracted the sword rope and continued to walk in front of the mountain road.

This time, her speed was slightly faster, and the number of times she was cut by Jianyi was also much less.

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The night grew darker.

"I'm tired."

Jing Jiu said for the third time.

Zhao Layue stopped and looked at the summit with his eyes open.

She has been walking for a long time, and the summit of the end of the God seems to be far away.

"I still overestimated myself."

Zhao Layue was silent for a moment, and said, "How can the uncle Shizu peak easily reach the summit."

This sentence has two meanings.

"You are already very good."

Jing Jiu's tone was plain but sincere.

Zhao Layue took the panacea and bandaged the wound. From the perspective of those ointments and materials, she was well prepared.

Jing Jiu didn't help her do anything, just stood by and watched.

Calm, often very indifferent.

He is like a bystander.

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Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue entered Shenmo Peak, and people outside the peak could no longer see them.

The so-called forbidden peaks are like this. No matter what the line of sight is, they will be isolated.

People look at deserted mountain roads and have different moods.

Xuan Lingzong's little girl leaned on Uncle Shi's arms, yawning.

She had slept asleep for a while, but she still refused to leave.

She thinks this is the most interesting thing that Qingshan encountered in this trip, and she doesn't want to miss the ending of the story.

Whether the ending of that story is sad or happy.

The two princes from Chaoge City were full of worries on their faces, but they didn't know who they were worried about and why.

At the peak of the sky, the clouds are like the sea, and a tall figure stands on the cliff, looking at a certain direction between the peaks.

Elder Mo, who had just rushed back from Shenmofeng, looked at the figure with anxiety.

"Zhang ... Brother Zhang ... Later ... when you save ... that little girl ... don't forget ... Jing ... Jing Jiu."

On the summit of Shangde Peak, the cave room was as cold as an ice cellar. Yuan Qi whale stood by the deep and bottomless well and was silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chi Yan hurried in, coughing and talking about the situation of Shenmofeng.

Yuan Qi whale walked outside the cave, looked at the sea of ​​clouds under the starlight and the lonely peak that broke out in the distance, and sneered and said, "I really don't know what to do."

I don't know if he said Zhao Layue or Jing Jiu, or the two of them?

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The peak is right in front of us, not in the sky, but it is actually more than two thousand feet apart.

The night is as deep as ink, and the quiet cloud at the top of the peak reflects the starlight, as if it were white paper.

Zhao Layue was covered in blood, and there were swords everywhere on his clothes. Even the bandage had been cut again, and it looked very miserable.

"You want to know why I must climb this mountain?"

She sat down against a pine tree beside the road.

This is the first time she has taken the initiative to stop.

Her face was white and her eyes were no longer as certain as usual, and she was tired.

Jing Jiu approached her and passed a large green leaf with crystal dew in it.

Unconsciously, the night is the deepest, and the morning is coming.

Zhao Layue took the green leaf and drank it to his lips to drink.

Jing Jiu said, "Why?"

"Because I am really a disciple of Cheng Jian selected by Shi Shuzu."

Zhao Layue looked at the peak and said, "You should all think I was talking nonsense, making excuses, but this is true."

At the riverside, she said that she was a disciple of Cheng Jian selected by Jingyang Shishu, and no one questioned it, because no one could call back the soaring Jingyang Shishu to verify, but as she said, not many people believed In this statement, Jingyang lived with one heart, since he has never admitted a disciple for hundreds of years. Why should she make an exception for her?

The natural Taoist species is indeed great for the practitioners, but what is it for the real people of Jingyang?

Jing Jiu said, "I believe in you."

No hesitation, no thinking, just four ordinary words.

"thank you."

There are other reasons besides thanking him for his trust.

She said: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to reach such a far place."

Along the way, Jing Jiu said many times that I was tired.

In fact, those were the moments when she was exhausted.

She didn't know why Jing Jiu could judge so accurately, but she thanked him very much.

It seems that Jing Jiu opportunistically followed her and walked with her, copying her broken footwork, so she was not injured.

However, Zhao Layue knew that this was not the truth, and the real reason was that he was very familiar with the sword array of God Mofeng.

If he was not to be with her, he might have already reached the summit.

Without his companionship, and those seemingly inadvertently secretly pointing, she could not possibly come here alone.

Jing Jiu said: "Even if you are selected, don't worry so much."

If Zhao Layue was only worried that Shenmofeng might break the inheritance, she could go to Liangwangfeng for three more years.

Three years later, Zhao Layue should be much stronger than now. The next Cheng Jian Conference will try to reach the peak again, and the chance of success is greater.

"I am really anxious."

Zhao Layue said: "Because I'm afraid it's too late."

Jing Jiu Xin thought, do I want to hold you?

Zhao Layue thought, I can't tell you that real secret.

I just want to go to the summit to see if the sword is there or the person is there.

She said, "I want to sleep for a while."

Jing Jiu said: "At this time, it is difficult to wake up."

She looked at the top of her eyes and said, "I'm really tired. I have forgotten that it's been three or four years."

After saying this, she closed her eyes and fell asleep against the pine tree, and after a while she made a slight snoring sound.

Her eyelashes are very long and she doesn't tremble.

Her hair is short and slightly chaotic with the wind.

It seems that she is really tired.

Jing Jiu looked up at the dead cliff, and felt a little regret.

He did not regret choosing to go hiking with the little girl.

Shen Mofeng's prohibition was set too strong, that is, he now feels a little trouble, this is really an embarrassing thing.

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(It was posted in the WeChat public account yesterday. Let me say it again. In chapter thirty-five, Zhu Feng ’s paragraph when he selected Chengjian disciples. Dorenn made a lot of comments in it, which is very interesting. The comment or this chapter says that when I wrote, I really thought about the rookie conference.)