The Path Toward Heaven

Zhao Layue was really angry.

Jing Jiu quickly said: "I thought of a new story, or that story has just made new progress, do you listen?"

Zhao Layue raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Is that old fairy again?"

Jing Jiu said, "Yeah, when you were in a coma just now, the old fairy came again. He knew you were looking for a sword and told me."

Zhao Layue was thinking about the secrets of this guy and these things happening one after another. He was nervous, and said, "Do you really know where the sword is?"

Jing Jiu looked at her and said with a smile: "He said ... that sword is actually always in your hands."

Zhao Layue was a little puzzled, looking at his hands, and suddenly noticed the sword bracelet on his wrist.

Is it ... this is what he said?

Her mood swayed, the sword bracelet rose silently, and turned into a silver sword rope, fluttering in the air.

Jing Jiu reached out his hand.

Zhao Layue looked at him quietly and handed the sword cable to his hand.

Jing Jiu held the hilt in his left hand and gripped the rapier tightly in his right hand, slowly sliding down.

Only a crackling sound was heard, and the gap between his palm and the sabre flashed a silver spark.

The silver flakes flew down, and the metal on the surface of the sword cord peeled off, like a snake molting, revealing the true appearance inside.

The sword was as bright as red, like coral and fresh blood.

Zhao Layue looked at the sword and murmured: "It's so beautiful ... is this the Firth sword?"

Jing Jiu said: "Yes, this is the Forth Sword."

He handed the sword to Zhao Layue.

Zhao Layue was silent for a long time, and finally did not answer.

"This sword was discovered by you, then it is naturally yours."

The Firth sword represents not only a sword, but also the inheritance of God's last peak, Jingyang's mantle.

Zhao Layue was very proud and unwilling to accept this gift. He looked at Jing Jiu and asked, "Are you a descendant of Shishu? Or are you a true heir of Shishu?"

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "From a certain point of view, these two statements make sense."

Zhao Layue said: "The sword should be yours."

Jing Jiu said: "You said that he chose you as the disciple of Cheng Jian at the end of God's Peak."

"I have n’t met Shishuzu, I only know that when he passed by Chaoge City, he met my mother. At that time, when I was still in the mother ’s womb, he was accused by him to be a disciple of Chengjian. To protect me, so before I was born, I was destined to no longer be an ordinary lady of nobility, I did not need to marry for the benefit of my family, nor did I need to attend those boring poetry meetings, and I did not have to worry about being selected Palace, my life is blessed. "

Zhao Layue said: "All the goodness and jealousy were given to me by Master Uncle Zu, but ... I haven't seen him, I haven't been able to discover the secret of this sword. How can I qualify as his true heir? "

Jing Jiu said: "Maybe he doesn't think so."

Zhao Layue looked up at him.

Jing Jiu said: "Your ability and your wishes are not important, because his wishes are very clear. You have been carrying this sword bracelet since birth, indicating that he wanted you to inherit the end of God from the beginning, otherwise why Put Firth Sword beside you? "

Zhao Layue was silent for a long time, looked at Jing Jiu twice, and said nothing more. He walked to the sword stand deep in the cave, and solemnly inserted the Firth sword into it.

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The long night has passed, the faint morning light illuminates the high peak, and the mountain is still very dim.

The people under the peak have already dispersed a lot. In the guest of honor, the monk in Guocheng Temple and the two princes of Chaoge City are still there, and the little girl of Xuanlingzong is still still strong. The disciples of Nine Peaks, such as Nanshan, Lin Wuzhi, and Gu Han, naturally have to wait until the end.

People have no confidence in Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu ascending to the end of the summit. Overnight, even if the last hope has shattered, people just do n’t understand why the head master has not yet rescued them. They Are you ok?Are there any dangers?

Suddenly, there was a strong wind in Shenmofeng.

The strong wind screamed, the mountains and trees blowing steadily swayed, and the thick broken leaves under the woods rose with the wind, dancing wildly in the sky, the picture looked very magnificent and beautiful.

After passing through Nanshan Weilin, why can you hear the voice in Shenmofeng?

He didn't have time to think more deeply, and upheaval occurred.

The strong wind swayed up the fallen leaves and came to the top of Shenmo Peak, finally contacting the cliff wall illuminated by the morning light.

The morning light seemed to ignite the powder of the fallen leaves, and there was a blazing fire between the cliffs, but it was so wild but silent.

It was not a real flame, with infinite light, but no heat.

The cliffs and woods of Shenmofeng are illuminated, as if the day is coming.

It is not over yet. Those cliffs and woods even started to glow by themselves, emitting countless light from the inside out.

People clearly saw the partition of the sword array. The Shenmofeng was like a broken and unbroken giant glazed glass with countless faces refracting light and magnificent.

The light is getting denser and brighter, and the lines of the partitions are becoming more and more blurred, until at a certain moment, there is a soft sound between the world and the sky.

Like the flame, this voice is not real, but falls clearly in everyone's heart.

Whether it is sword consciousness or Zen mind and sea consciousness, you can hear this voice.

This is the sound of swords.

This is the first silver bottle broken.

The jade beads were dropped.

Very crisp.

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...

The breeze Xulai, morning light slightly scattered.

The wildfires between the cliffs have disappeared, and the sound of the sword has also disappeared.

The peak of the god standing under the sky dome is still so quiet and solemn.

As if nothing had happened, the mountain was still that mountain.

But everyone knows that this mountain is different from before.

The sword array ban was lifted, and the end of the gods reappeared in the world.

The ninth peak of Castle Peak will be passed on!

Looking at the solitary peak under the morning light, and silent after crossing Nanshan, Lin Wuzhi was surprised, and Gu Hanxun was speechless.

The little girl of Xuan Lingzong rubbed some astringent eyes and asked, "What happened?"

Elder Shi Yuefeng, who presided over Cheng Jian, said with emotion: "Congratulations to Uncle Xiao's inheritance."

There was a sad voice from Master Qing Rongfeng in the distance.

"I didn't expect to see this mountain again so quickly."