The Path Toward Heaven

The stillness of time is often expressed in space.

For example, the smoke from the incense, the petals brought by the wind blowing in the window are still in the air, the picture is very magical.

This can be seen, and then comes the feeling, for example, the sound will disappear, and an absolutely silent environment will appear.

In such absolute silence, the parties will not and cannot react, but observers who are paying attention to this environment must feel differently.

The boy stayed outside the old temple. He could not see the magical pictures in the quiet room, but he could hear ... nothing in it.

This strange feeling made him feel nervous, and then he remembered that he seemed to have a similar experience when he was very young, and his face became pale.

He was an orphan sent to Bailu College, and he served with Tian Jinren since childhood.

A few years ago, he had seen Tian Jinren entertain a distinguished guest.

The noble guest is the owner of the unfavorable door.

According to what happened afterwards, Tianjin people did not want to see the Zhengdao sect killing each other and wanted to mediate the dispute between Wuenmen and the Xihai sword faction.

The two sides have had several correspondences in advance, and the Xihai Sword faction also withdrew their offensive at the time to express their sincerity.

Tong Zi remembers clearly that the Bailu Academy on that day was as quiet as it is today, and no sound came out, even the slightest wind.

What impressed him most was that the grasshopper that he kept in the flower hall did not cry from start to finish.

There was silence, like death.

After that, Master Wu En left the White Deer Academy. It is said that he refused the persuasion of Tian Jinren and still insisted on fighting the Xihai sword faction.

Then, Mr. suffered a serious illness, and the admissions of Bailu College were delayed for two months.

Master Wuenmen was seriously injured in the decisive battle with Lord Sword God. If it was not for the head of Qingshan Sect to come forward in person, I was afraid that he would die on the spot.

Since then, in this dispute between the two factions, there has been no downfall and no chance to turn over.

No one linked the conversation at Bailu College to the future.

The vast majority of people think that Tianjin is seriously ill because they want to persuade the unscrupulous master with the technique of deduction, and consume too much energy.

The boy was outside the door at that time, and vaguely guessed the truth of the matter was not as simple as that, but of course he would not say it to the outside world.

Today, he felt that absolute silence again.

What should Mr. Do?

But isn't that Jing Jiu just a young disciple of Qingshan Sect?

...

...

Space is still.

The sound disappeared.

These are just appearances.

In other words, these are the illusions that powerful consciousness can create.

Real time stillness will inevitably stop all movements, as well as movements inside objects.

For example, thinking.

At that time, Jing Jiu was thinking about something.

When his eyes fell on the white eyes of the sky, his thinking speed slowed down, and then slowed down.

Although this continues, his speed of thinking will not really stop, but this mismatch between the speed of thinking and the real time flow will make him miss many things that are happening.

This is called forgetting.

Jing Jiu did not let this happen.

Just the moment his thoughts slowed down, he realized what had happened.

Logically, thinking cannot perceive changes in thinking itself.

He can feel it because he is very special, and because his derivation calculation ability is too strong to be sensitive to the most subtle changes in deduction calculation speed.

Realizing what was happening, it was a thought, so he woke up.

He found a piece of consciousness that didn't know when he had entered his body.

That consciousness is very small and very powerful.

Only a powerful and powerful spiritual force can compress a piece of consciousness into such tiny fragments, use the sight as a bridge, and quietly send it into the body of others.

This piece of Divine Consciousness does not carry any breath, as if it were the purest jade piece, clean and abnormal.

Even if the monk sits and observes himself every day, he cannot find it.

This piece of Divine Consciousness, as he walked quietly along his meridians, had already come to his Sea of ​​Consciousness, and then quietly fell on the Dao Tree.

Jing Jiusheng gave a hint of caution.

He felt great danger.

This is the most dangerous situation he has faced since he stepped into the Daohe River again, even farther than the moment when Jingyang False Cave Mansion opened and Fang Jingtian, the master of Xilai Peak, discovered him.

This piece of Divine Consciousness does not appear to be malicious, but it may change at any time. It can easily pollute Dao Tree and damage Jian Wan, quietly hindering his practice when he has not found it at all, and may even shake his Dao heart. The most crucial moment of decisive battle affects his state ... but still does not let him discover.

What Jing Jiu is most wary of is that if this piece of consciousness stays in his body, he is likely to discover his secret.

It is worthy of being close to the sky, and this method is indeed unpredictable.

If he used this method to deal with others, not to mention Luo Huainan and Zhao Layue, even the elders of the Qingshan Sect, the Zhongzhou School, and even the monks of the Guocheng Temple might have spoken.

However, even if it is close to people, such a method will inevitably consume a lot of consciousness, pay a great price, and will never be used easily.

Jing Jiu was once again convinced that he must be trusted by others.

The question is, who is that person?Fang Jingtian?West?Or is he the most vigilant ... Brother?

If it was changed to before, Jing Jiu should ask this question directly, or leave that piece of consciousness in his body, pretending not to think it would be a follower, but it is not working now.

In a very short time, he did three deduction calculations, confirming that it was too dangerous.

His current state of mind is still too low to keep this serious problem in his body.

Set your mind.

Sword intent.

Jing Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold flash of light flashed through.

The Jian Wan in his body suddenly spread out, turning into more than three hundred sword intentions, chopping towards that piece of consciousness.

Time to restore flow rate.

Space is back to normal.

The white smoke from incense diffused.

The petals rolled up by the wind fell on the mullions and made a slight sound.

In places where it could not be heard, the sword wind roared and thunder screamed.

In places where it cannot be seen, those three hundred swordsmanship directly shattered that piece of consciousness into snow-like fine debris.

An invisible thunder falls with the consciousness and blasts the debris to the invisible.

...

...

The wind screamed.

White hair fluttering.

Tian Jinren's body trembled, his face pale and extremely painful.

At the same time that the invisible thunder sounded, he couldn't support it any more, and made a muffled swell, with blood on the corners of his lips.

...

...

"Who are you?"

Tian Jinren stared at Jing Jiu with his blind eyes, his voice full of shock and doubt.

"I said, you can't bear the answer to this question."

Jing Jiu reached out and picked up a stack of white paper from the table and walked outside.

The door opened and the sky fell on his face.

His face was also pale.