The Path Toward Heaven

A few words, without a foreword, it seems that the machine front is hidden, but in fact it is impossible to talk about, but it is tit for tat.

The young man in Jinyi asked whether Zhao Layue did not introduce himself first when he was a Taoist friend of Qingshan Sect, and he looked cold and a little impolite.

Zhao Layue looked at Jing Jiuyi to see how Jing Jiu planned to respond.

Through the conversation between the young man in Jinyi and Hu Guifei, the woman of Xuanling Sect vaguely guessed his identity, shocked and speechless, even the little girl was a little uneasy.

The identity of the young people in Jinyi is indeed distinguished, and they can understand the cold attitude towards Qingshanzong.

——The contemporary god emperor most trusts the Guocheng Temple, and the royal family is always the closest to the Zhongzhou faction.

As the Qingshan Sect, which has the same reputation as the Zhongzhou faction and competes for the right path for more than a thousand years, it is naturally impossible to get the favor of the royal family.Especially as a young man in Jinyi, if you want the full support of the Zhongzhou faction, you must express a clear attitude at all times and on all occasions.

These are understandable things.

Jing Jiu is very clear, but he will not understand, because he does not care about the identity of the other party.

His attitude is even clearer than that of Jinyi young people.

He spoke directly to the little girl and asked her name, as if the young man in Jinyi didn't even exist.

This is disregard.

The young man in Jinyi narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

Fear of being suddenly quiet.

Especially Thurse, she was originally a little girl who likes to be lively.

More importantly, she thought that Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue did not yet know the identity of the young man in Jinyi and worried that something would go wrong.

She quickly took out two small bells and handed them to Zhao Layue, saying, "These are the two I asked for."

This was the gift she gave Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu when she left Qingshan Sect.

Xuanlingzong's Qingxinling is unparalleled in the world.She is the biological daughter of the patriarch, and the bells she has tried hard to find are naturally uncommon.

The two small bells are pattern-free, exquisite in shape and extremely transparent, exuding a faint light, just a glance is calming.

Looking at this picture, Hu Guifei was envious, and the look of the young man in Jinyi changed slightly.

His identity is extremely honorable. Since birth, a bell from the hanging bell sect has been attached to his ankle to protect the heart from evil.

At this time, the two bells brought out by the little girl were of the same grade as his bells.

The question is, how can Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu be compared with him?

Even if Xuanlingzong and Qingshanzong made good friends for generations, how could the old lady agree with the granddaughter to send such treasures out of his hands?

Zhao Layue took the bell, nodded his thanks, and said, "The sword I promised you hasn't found a suitable one, wait."

With a wave of his hand, he said that he was not in a hurry, and then looked at Jing Jiu, a small smile on his face.

"You are different from Sister Zhao. I think this bell has given you a loss. Except for the thing that promised me at that time, you have to send me something back."

As soon as the gift was sent out, I thought about returning the gift, that is, what the little girl could do.

Piansheng Jingjiu thought this was normal and thought about it seriously.

He still has many precious medicines and magic weapons, but some of them have to be prepared for use in breaking the border in the future. A young man named Xiao Yushan said that he would come back someday, and there would be more disciples in the ninth peak in the future.As for practicing the exercises, he still remembers a lot, and there are even two remnants of Zen ancestors in Guocheng Temple. Some trouble.

Then he thought of a very simple and useful gift.

Jing Jiu looked at the little girl and said, "I can do something for you."

The little girl didn't understand and asked, "What is it?"

Jing Jiu said: "You want to tell me when you need me to do it."

Hearing this, Zhao Layue looked at him a little and was a little surprised.

She was very clear that Jing Jiu was a natural monk, and he did not have much affection for all things in the world, or he did not want to have too much contact with all things in the world.

He was willing to put forward such a condition ... no matter what it was, it was a big deal.

The little girl had no feeling at all, only to see Zhao Layue's expression vaguely realized that she had made a huge bargain, her eyes became brighter, and she asked, "Anything?"

Jing Jiu said, "Anything is fine."

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"Anything is OK, that is nothing."

There was a voice in the old temple, which had been quiet and silent.

The voice was very loud, but there was no sense of oppression, making people feel very comfortable, gentle and comfortable, but with enough explanatory power or infectious power.

Evening bell of an ancient temple.

A man came out of the temple.

The man had a tall figure, his brows were peaceful, but he had courage and determination.

Hu Guifei greeted the man with a smile and looked very kind.

The lady of the hanging bell pays tribute to that person and is quite respectful.

The tall man looked at the little girl and said mildly: "At least, you can't ask him to do evil, do something contrary to the way of Xianxia, ​​or ask him to hurt himself."

Thurse guessed who he was, without refuting, and his eyes shone slightly.

"It's just one thing, don't be so troublesome."

Jing Jiu said.

The young man in Jinyi mocked and said, "Does she want you to commit suicide, and you do it too?"

Jing Jiu looked at his eyes and said, "I'm not a fool."

The young man in Jinyi was furious and said, "Is this interesting?"

Jing Jiu said: "I will judge myself."

The young man in Jinyi sneered and said, "You can find a reason not to do anything, so what's the point of agreeing to this condition?"

Jing Jiu said: "She will believe me because I believe in her."

"It makes sense. Jing Jiu, you are beautiful and speak nicely."

The little girl squeezed her hands together in praise and said helplessly: "You can't go to my house anymore, otherwise I'm really afraid that the old lady will kill you."

If others do not understand, Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue can understand it, because the girl said this topic when she was in Qingshan.

She was worried that the old lady would kill Jing Jiu, naturally because she was worried that her mother would like Jing Jiu.

"Sure enough, it is Jing Jiu in the rumors, and the thoughts are indeed meticulous."

The tall man looked at Jing Jiu and said.

People don't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Jing Jiu did not speak.

The next two sentences of the tall man explained the reason.

"In Qingshan, your rank is higher than that of Nanshan. In addition, Nanshan is open-minded, even if you use his sword to count him, he will be fine."

The tall man looked at Jing Jiu ’s eyes and said, “But I ’m not as good as Nanshan, and my temperament is more direct. If there is a chance, I will break your sword and give him this breath.

The two schools diverged. Jing Jiu was the elder of Qingshan's first apprentice who passed Nanshan, but he could not be regarded as his elder.

His tone was calm, even gentle, but he felt compelled to believe, as if Jing Jiu's sword had broken.

Zhao Layue glanced at him, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

That is Jianguang.

The meaning is simple and clear, and there are only two kinds, which are not concealed.

That is the will to fight, and the intention to kill.

Want to break Jing Jiu's sword?

Even if you are Luo Huainan.

It will be killed with a sword.