The Path Toward Heaven

It has been two years.

Every time Jing Jiu reaches a city, he has to eat a hot pot.

Zhao Layue doesn't ask, doesn't mean she won't think.

Jing Jiu did not answer her question.

Because until now, he didn't know if he wanted to see the man in the hot pot restaurant, or it had become a habit.

Suddenly a melody sounded, and Dingdong was like spring water, falling between ears and ringing in my heart, so clear.

The sound of the song is very beautiful, but this is a hot pot restaurant, it feels uncoordinated at all, even if Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue are sitting in the box.

Jing Jiu put on a hat.

Zhao Layue also took the hat and put it on.

After passing Yuzhou, they walked slower and slower, so the blindfolded things changed from gray cloth to hats again.

Later, all the people who faced them were dead, so until now, the portrait of Qing Tiansi is still what they were when they were living in Baoshu.

The door opened, and there was a small whisper of surprise.

A young girl standing outside holding a pipa is very petite. The plain clothes on her body look a bit big. A white jasmine flower is inserted in the temples.

Zhao Layue remembered the scene when he tried on the clothes of Jingyang Shishu's ancestors when he was on the summit of Shenmo Peak.

The young girl hesitated and went to the table, put away the copper coins, and whispered quickly: "Someone wants to hurt the two, please be careful."

Zhao Layue said: "Look up."

The girl was slightly stunned and raised her head according to the words, revealing a beautiful little face, her eyes weak, and it was very lovable.

Zhao Layue said, "Fox."

The girl's face was reddish, and she said with tears in her eyes, "Why do you curse people?"

Jing Jiu said: "It is indeed a vixen."

He and Zhao Layue were naturally not cursing people.

The young girl then determined that her true identity had been seen through.

"Where did the two fairy masters come from? Why can I see my true body?"

There was a slight fear on her small face, jasmine trembling slightly, and her eyes were weaker.

To know that she has a secret method, even the strong man in the wilderness may not be able to recognize her true face. Who knows that Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue saw through today.

Where did she know that Zhao Layue repaired Jianyi quenched body, and his eyesight was many times sharper than those of practitioners in the same territory, and Jing Jiu did not need to mention it.

Zhao Layue said: "I didn't expect Yingcheng Xiaohe to be a demon repairer."

She has traveled with Jing Jiu for two years. Even if she has little dealings with people, she will always know the situation of the spiritual world.

This young girl is called Xiao He, but Ying Cheng is a famous female nun who is famous for her cruelty.

Two years ago, Sandu sent the young master because she was thin in speech and was poisoned by her.

Seeing that they even called out their own names, Xiaohe no longer covered up, and bowed down to the two.

"If it weren't for two celestial masters who killed the thieves of Sandu sentiment, the thief must still stare at me. I am a demon repairer, and there is no sectarian refuge. Disciple, I ca n’t cope with it, so I really thank the two fairy masters for warning. "

Zhao Layue said, "Who?"

Xiao He said: "The Qingtian Division. It coincides with the Four Seas Banquet. There are many monks involved in this matter, including the elders of Kunlun, the strong men of Daze, the monks of Guocheng Temple, and the Master of the Green Mountain."

Zhao Layue said, "Why do you know it is us?"

Xiao He was a little uneasy and said, "It's inconvenient to inform, and also ask the fairy master not to question."

The room was quiet.

The hot pot soup boils and makes a grunting sound.

Xiao He worriedly said: "Even though the two fairy masters have high mana, the enemies should not stay in Haizhou as well."

Zhao Layuewang asked Jing Jiu: "Kill?"

Jing Jiu said, "Follow you."

Xiao He opened his eyes and looked very innocent.

A moment later, she understood the meaning of the dialogue between the two, and she suddenly panicked, anxious and frightened, with a mist in her eyes.

"I see pity." Zhao Layue said, "Otherwise take it back to be a companion to the guard?"

Jing Jiu said: "It will be bitten to death."

Zhao Layue said: "Forget it, you go."

Xiaohe has a very broad knowledge, but has never seen such a weirdo. Where else dare to stay, holding the pipa and quickly retreating.

A plate of green mouth and a plate of snails made the boiling hot pot soup temporarily calm.

Zhao Layue looked out the window.

The sunset was getting red and red, and suddenly there was a huge shadow, invading from the direction of the sea.

The huge shadow in the sky is a flying whale traveling through the clouds.

Accompanied by a deep and melodious cry, the flying whale spewed out countless seawater and turned into raindrops.

At the end of the winter, Haizhou City ushered in a spring rain in advance.

A rainbow appeared on the edge of the evening glow, which was extremely beautiful.

There was a cheer in Haizhou City.

This is a grand ceremony in the West Sea, welcoming those monks who come from afar to attend the Four Seas Banquet.

Zhao Layue looked at the rainy sky and said, "Identify yourself?"

It took two years to get here, and she knew that Jing Jiu would never leave before seeing that person.

How about revealing your identity?Anyway, it will be the Cheng Jian Conference in a few days, and they will return to Qingshan.

Jing Jiu said, "Not in a hurry."

Zhao Layue withdrew his eyes and looked at him seriously and asked, "How do I fight?"

Along the way, they beheaded and killed, seemingly arrogant, but in fact very decent.

The monsters and opponents that Zhao Layue met, or the monsters and opponents that Jing Jiu helped her choose, are inferior to her in most of their realm strengths.

In other words: they only pick opponents who are killed to kill.

Zhao Layue had doubts, shouldn't the strong be a sword to the strong in order to become stronger and stronger?

Jing Jiu's answer is: If you die once with a sword, no one can become stronger.

The current Haizhou City has gathered many strong monks because of the Four Seas Banquet.

No matter how talented they are, they have limited time for monasticism, and they ca n’t beat them, so what should they do?

Jing Jiu looked at her and asked, "Have you heard of a swordsmanship from the sky?"

Zhao Layue thought about it and said, "No."

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What should you do when you know that many people are looking for you?

Jing Jiu has always been simple, like his style of cutting vegetables.

He went directly to the door.

Looking for the same door.

The feast of the four seas is about to be held, and many sectarian practitioners have arrived. Xianju is already full, but naturally there will be no shortage of residences for Master Qingshan.

Qingshan Sect had good relations with Daze and Guocheng Temple for generations and lived in a small courtyard.

The small courtyard is very quiet, but not quiet.

Because of that matter, the seemingly lively and festive Haizhou City has some feeling of rain coming in the dark.

In fact, whether it was Yao Songshan or Daze ’s Zuo Yushen, they had no interest in besieging the two so-called devil heads.

In their view, the monsters or the people killed by the two people have their own way to death.Moreover, the monk originally was fighting with the destiny, looking at life and death, killing is too common. If it is not the relationship between the Black Dragon Temple who was killed by the two people a few days ago and the lady in the palace, how can Qing Tiansi do this Seriously?

At this moment, the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open, and two people wearing hats came in.

Zuo Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Who are you?"

When speaking, he was ready to attack Daoist at any time.

The hat is not a gray cloth, but it can also cover the head and face.

Yao Songshan raised his eyebrows slightly, like a sword, as if ready to fly at any time.

Feeling the fluctuation of the sword sent by his brother, Lin Yingliang woke up and looked at the two people who walked into the small courtyard. He was a little surprised, but he was not flustered, and even less fearful. Ready to solve it, silently thinking that these two demons dare to come to the door, it is really dead.

One man and one woman?One tall and one short?Looking at the two people wearing hats, the strange feeling in Yao Songshan's heart grew stronger and stronger.

He didn't produce a sword, staring at the other person and asking, "Who the hell are you?"

The shorter woman did not take off her hat, but just stretched her hand and swiped up and down twice in front of her.

Yao Songshan's expression suddenly became very strange.

The old monk at Guocheng Temple knew what was going on, knew no more to worry about, smiled and nodded, then took the teacher and nephew who showed his excited expression back to his room.

Zuo Yushen did not know the specific situation, but he also understood something, smiled and waved his hand, and returned to his room.

Yao Songshan took the two people back to his room. Lin Yingliang followed him blankly, thinking what was going on?

The door was closed, and Yao Songshan looked at the two men and saluted: "Meet the two uncles."

Lin Yingliang froze for a moment before reacting, almost screaming.