The Path Toward Heaven

Back in the kitchen room behind the inn building, Xiao Er sat down on the stool, lost his soul, and was speechless for a while.

The companion felt strange and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiaoer rubbed his face, sober, and said: "Do you know? I just saw the most beautiful face I have seen in my life."

The companion was stunned for a while, and then mocked, "How beautiful can it be? Is there a woman who looks better than Lv Qi?"

Lvqi girl is the hottest prostitute in Shangzhou city, and they are the most talked about objects of these poor young people. Of course, they certainly have not had the chance to see what Lvqi girl looks like, but for them, Lvqi The girl must be the best-looking woman in the world, and even being an immortal is not an exaggeration.

After saying this, the companion carried the dinner plate away.

The second year is still a bit muddled, thinking that Lvqi girl must not be as attractive as that person, but that person is a man.

He suddenly thought of a possibility, his eyes lit up, his hands on his chest, and silently prayed.

"The fairy master is on top, please take me away."

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Room Tianzi A.

"How did he discover our identity?"

Zhao Layue looked at Jing Jiu and asked very seriously.

She really can't understand, that Xiao Er is obviously a mortal.

Jing Jiu hesitated for a moment and raised his right hand to make a gesture on his face.

Zhao Layue understood, shook his head, and said: "You still cover this face in the future."

Jing Jiu thought that this could not blame me.

Zhao Layue thought of one thing and said, "Who is the green girl that person said?"

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "It should be a prostitute in the blue house."

Zhao Layue said: "I know that Qinglou is the place where women accompany men to drink and have fun."

Jing Jiu nodded and said, "Yes, I read it in the book."

Zhao Layue was quiet for a while and said, "Actually, I sometimes don't really understand what mortals actually think, is that thing so interesting?"

Jing Jiu said: "I think too."

Zhao Layue changed the subject and said, "I have a question, why do you have to keep walking?"

She has been able to fly the sword for three years, and every time Yujian still feels refreshed and very happy.

Jing Jiu knew that she was still fresh, but the problem was that he was tired of it, and he was still in the mood of feeling. Although he was not afraid of the cold wind, it was still a little uncomfortable to blow.

"It's cold." He looked at Zhao Layue seriously and said, "Even if Jianyuan's body protector is still cold, the wind is too strong."

In the past, because of certain things, he also left Qingshan several times to control the sword to swim in the world.

There is no inn, no carriage, no traveler, only the wind that never stops, and there are endless clouds.

Occasionally there will be several sword lights on the horizon, but the other party looked at his sword light and didn't dare to come close at all.

From that small village to the green hill that year, Master Lu did not choose to control the sword but walked. After the initial discomfort, he felt good.

Walking on the road, you can see different scenery.

The locust tree is different from the ancient willow, and the springs and streams are also different.

These scenery can also be seen in the mountains, but the change is not so fast.

Although the clouds in the sky are also unpredictable, they have different shapes at any time, and ultimately they are all clouds.

When walking between the roads, you can also hear the sound of frogs, unlike the sword, you can only hear the wind roaring.

"I also have a question."

Jing Jiu looked at her and asked, "Why are we going to Chaonan City?"

Zhao Layue asked: "Who is the sister?"

Jing Jiu said, "You."

Zhao Layue asked again: "Who is the peak owner?"

Jing Jiu suddenly regretted the original arrangement.

"So just listen to my arrangement and don't have so many problems."

After Zhao Layue finished speaking, he sat back on the floor and continued to practice.

She closed her eyes, opened her lips slightly, and a small red sword flew out.

The small sword was born in response to the wind, and turned into the original look, it was the Forth sword.

Fu Sijian hovered quietly in the air, exuding a whimper, and fell on her.

Jing Jiu went to bed, closed his eyes and began to sleep.

After an hour, he woke up and had enough rest.

He went to the window and looked at Shangzhou City under the night sky.

It was late at night, Shangzhou City was very quiet, and the sound of silk and bamboo came from a distance, so it became clearer.

Zhao Layue opened his eyes, glanced at him, and said, "Since nothing is happening, why not practice?"

When she was in Qingshan, she really wanted to ask this question. Now that she came to a strange city, she finally asked.

Jing Jiu didn't speak because he didn't know how to explain.

In the summer, he had already broken into the promise. Jianwan was ready, and he could control the sword freely within a hundred feet. With a full blow, if the sword was lightning, it could kill people in the invisible.

Next, he needed to use Jian Yuan to continue to refine Jian Wan, until the two merged together, like Zhao Layue, he could join the sword into the ball at will, and then he entered the realm of unremarkable.

Zhao Layue practiced hard on Jianfeng for two years, quenching the body with extremely dangerous sword intentions, which shortened the process extremely amazingly, and after coming to Shenmofeng, she began to practice the nine-death sword tactics perfectly integrated with her temperament In this way, in such a short period of time, it is impossible to break through.

It is impossible for Jing Jiu to repeat her process, because his body is special, and he must be very cautious at this critical point of entering the unreal world.So just like the previous practice, he can only rely on time-the most grand and subtle force between heaven and earth to slowly move closer to the upper realm.Of course, he should have taken a lot of panacea. He has n’t used it anymore, so the rest is still the word: wait.

The problem is that this time he came out in a hurry. He has to go to see the white ghost and explain to Gu Qing again. He forgot to bring the porcelain plate and sand grains around him.

Zhao Layue saw that he was bored and surprised.

For the monks, the emotion of boredom is logically impossible.

As long as you have time, you should practice, practice sword, or realize that the world is also good. How can you be bored?

She did not know that these are things that Jing Jiu no longer needs to do.

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The Star Picking Tower is the highest point of Shangzhou City and a must-see attraction for foreign tourists.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue did not visit this famous building.

They wore hats and stood at the highest point of the Star Picking Tower, looking towards a brightly lit wooden building.

Jing Jiu looked at the wooden building and said, "This is the blue building?"

Zhao Layue looked at the blue building and was also curious.

She naturally knows what Qinglou does, and she has heard from her family, but she has no chance to see it for herself.

The Star Picking Tower is hundreds of feet away from the blue building, but with their eyesight and ear power, they naturally see the pictures in the building clearly, and they can hear them very clearly.

Zhao Layue looked over there with wide eyes, and said with a trace of consternation: "It turns out this way."