The Path Toward Heaven

The main sword of Tianguangfeng is the sword of the Qingshan Sect.

This sword has long been lost. The so-called Chengtian sword is just a scabbard.

There is no doubt that this is the greatest secret of the Qingshan Sect, and no one knows except the Lord of Jiufeng.

Zhao Layue hasn't known it yet, because she walked too abruptly, it may be intentional, and she still doesn't know many secrets of Qingshan.

The disciples of Qingshan certainly did not even know about this matter.

The outer disciples of Nansong Pavilion, Beihemen and other places are still most concerned about when they can embrace the realm of the gods and become inner disciples.

What the sword-washing disciples at the riverside are most concerned about is which of the peak masters they will see in the upcoming Cheng Jian Conference.

Of course, the disciple of Cheng Jian among the peaks is most concerned about the trial of the sword once every few years, what kind of ranking can he get, can he get the qualification to participate in the May Fair.

There were more than 40 inner disciples participating in the Cheng Jian Conference, of which more than ten disciples from Nansong Pavilion received the most attention.

Zhao Layue was from Nansong Pavilion, and Liu Shisui did the same.

In less than ten years, Nansong Pavilion has produced two natural Taoist species, but the two people are now completely different in their evaluation and treatment in Qingshan Jiufeng.

When the disciples of Qingshan mentioned the name Liu Shisui, they were no longer full of admiration, full of shame and disappointment, and sometimes sympathy, and even more anger.

When they mentioned the name Zhao Layue, they were more excited than ever and admired more.

Yao Songshan and Lin Yingliang finally brought back the news that Lord Yunfeng had not returned for two years.

It was not until this time that the people of Qingshan Jiufeng knew where Zhao Layue had gone and what they had done in the past two years.

Slash the monsters and eliminate demons all the way!

No matter which sect you are raising, or the benefactor of the concubine, as long as you do evil, you will be killed with a sword!

Listening to these stories, how can the disciples of Qingshan not be proud and proud.

What made Qingshan disciples most happy was what happened at the Four Seas Banquet.

The Xihai Sword School has acted quite arrogantly with the sword gods in recent years, which is very unpleasant to the disciples of Qingshan.

Zhao Layue killed as a temple at the Four Seas Banquet. To the disciples of Qingshan, it was the face of the Xihai Sword School that made him happy.

The news that Jing Jiu and Zhongzhou sent a fight against the May Fair was very widespread, but even if they were fellow Aoyama, they were totally pessimistic about him ...

Because his opponent may be the Tongzhou School of Tong Yan, the world's recognized first person in chess.

Some disciples who did not know the situation at that time even gave birth to some dissatisfaction, thinking that if he loses to the other party, does it mean that Qingshan was crushed by the Zhongzhou faction?

One afternoon, the sword-washing disciples finished their homework for half a day and came to rest by the creek, taking advantage of the spring day to discuss something.

The Cheng Jian Conference is coming, and the topics most discussed by disciples are naturally when Zhao Layue will return and whether she will recruit disciples this time.

A white cloud suddenly floated in the clear blue sky, the atmosphere changed slightly between heaven and earth, the light and shadow on the peaks were intertwined, and a large array of mountains opened a passage.

A flying sword swept quickly from the horizon, drawing a straight red line.

The stream was suddenly quiet, and then there was noise.

Meili, Lin Wuzhi, Gu Han and others heard the Xijian Pavilion and looked up to the sky with different expressions.

Someone shouted in surprise: "Sister Layue is back!"

"It's Uncle Layue!" Some disciples quickly corrected.

"The Firth sword is redder, like blood."

"What are you afraid of? The sword coming out of Qingshan will inevitably be stained with blood. Uncle Layue kills the demon and eliminates the devil all the way. The fairy sword is certainly redder."

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The blood-red sword light converged on the peak, and there was a sound of ape in the woods among the cliffs, and then a sound of friction sounded.

The apes and monkeys showed great enthusiasm for the return of their owners, and they missed it very much.

Jing Jiu felt a little irritable and wondered how these monkeys became more and more like the relatives of Shi Yuefeng.

Zhao Layue went to Dongfu to bathe and change clothes.

Jing Jiu's first thing was to move out of the bamboo chair and lie down.

Without these recliners in the past two years, he has lost much time to sleep.

In addition to the bamboo chair, he also forgot to take away the porcelain plate, which was also taken out at this time.

Zhao Layue wiped out his wet hair and walked out of Dongfu. He saw Jing Jiu lying on his chair with a grain of sand in his hand and looked at the porcelain plate in a daze.

This picture has not been seen for a long time.

A smile flashed through her eyes.

The gravel on the porcelain plate has covered almost half of the area.

She remembered very clearly that when she was at the edge of Xijian Cliff, it should be one third.

Calculating from the time, the thing Jing Jiu should do is the harder it gets.

It is because of the porcelain plate and gravel that she firmly believes that playing chess for Jing Jiu is the simplest thing in the world.

Even Tong Yan could not be his opponent.

Thinking about this, there was a rapid footstep between the cliffs.

Gu Qing came to the summit at the fastest speed, too late to salute, looked directly at Jing Jiu and said, "May?

Jing Jiun gave a cry.

Gu Qing's expression changed slightly, and then asked: "Tong Yan?"

Zhao Layue said: "If he goes."

Gu Qing stood on the cliff and thought for a while, then said to Jing Jiu: "Winning."

Under the influence of Jing Jiu, his words are now less and less, and somehow the monkeys between the peaks have not changed at all.

Jing Jiu turned to look at Zhao Layue and said, "Look, his mood is indeed peaceful, stronger than you and ten years old."

Gu Qing listened to him praising himself as stronger than Zhao Layue, and was a little uncomfortable. Thinking about Liu Shisui mentioned in his words, he said seriously: "His life is very bad now. I do n’t want to see me either. I think there is something wrong with his mentality. You should check it out. "

Jing Jiu did not answer.

Zhao Layue said: "Are you sure he won't have an accident?"

Jing Jiu dropped the sand between his fingers and said, "I can only be sure that this is his own choice."

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On the fourth day of the two men's return to Castle Peak, the Cheng Jian Conference began.

The arrangement of the end of Xijianxi should be no different from that of three years ago. It should be that various denominations are preparing for the May Fair. There are fewer guests coming to the ceremony. There are no people in Guocheng Temple, and Daze has not come People, the little girl of Xuanlingzong did not come.

Strangely, the Wind Sword Sect, who has a normal relationship with the Qingshan Sect, sent another messenger after the last time.

The appearance of Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu attracted countless sights.

They also participated in the Cheng Jian Conference three years ago, but they were on the banks of the stream at the time, and today they are on the cliff.

At that time they were the disciples who were going to take Cheng Jian, now they are the disciples who are going to pick Cheng Jian.

Speaking of the rapid advancement of status, looking at Qingshan for tens of thousands of years, such a situation rarely happens.

This of course has a direct relationship with Jingyang's ascension.

Looking at Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu, many Qingshan disciples and even the second-generation teachers were inevitably envious, even jealous, but they knew that they did not have the spirit of Zhao Layue three years ago, nor were they capable of reaching the summit of the end of God, The jealousy and unwillingness fell on Jing Jiu.

Except for a few people, no one knows what happened that night.

Jing Jiu does not deal with anyone, naturally there is no opportunity for explanation, and he is also happy to see it.

Zhao Layue understands his intentions, and naturally will not say anything, and she is basically no one like Jing Jiu.

Suddenly, a disciple said, "Look, is he still carrying that iron sword?"

"It's the sword left by Uncle Mo, it's wide and straight, I won't misread it."

"What's going on? Hasn't he entered the unremarkable state yet?"