The Path Toward Heaven

The night was deep, and seven young men sat around the fire.

It is already in the mountains, flanked by high and steep cliffs, the sky is shrunk into a line, and the snow clouds have disappeared for many days, and they have appeared again, covering everything.

Starlight does not come from stars, but Yin Qingmo's star pot.

The bell hangs quietly in the distance, perceiving the change of the atmosphere of the world, ready to emit a clear bell at any time.

Yao Songshan closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. The green sword was summoned and rested quietly on his lap for external support.

The other six people besides him are also recuperating and retreating, but from time to time they can't help looking at the rock that is dozens of feet away.

Jing Jiu and Bai Zao sat on the rock.

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Entering this mountain range that day, Jing Jiu asked everyone to stop.

Everyone didn't understand it. I thought that if I continue to move forward and hunt down the snow beasts, it may help you determine the position of the first Dao war earlier. Why stop?

But they now respect Jing Jiu, and Bai Zao did not raise any objections, so nine people stopped in the canyon.

At twilight today, suddenly more than ten snow-footed beasts rushed from outside the mountain, intending to cross the canyon.

Jing Jiu didn't shoot, but at a critical moment, he occasionally said two sentences.

Bai Zao once again demonstrated his near-perfect leadership ability, leading his companions to kill all the dozen snow-footed beasts.

Under her command, eight people are much more powerful than the two teams combined, because she can maximize the ability of her companions and cooperate.

How about letting her command hundreds of practitioners to fight at the same time?

The reason why eight people are said is because Jing Jiu did not take part in the battle. He only spoke a few words at the most critical moment.

Just like that night, he directed Yao Songshan to make the sword.

Obviously, it was only simple instructions, Wu Mingzhong and others felt that the battle was a lot easier.

Jing Jiu seems to be able to know in advance how Snowfoot will attack, know the weakest place of Snowfoot's carapace, and is extremely accurate.

This really shocked them silently, thinking that even their own teachers would not be able to do this.

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"I did n’t believe you were the successor of Guocheng Temple, but now I believe it. Only practitioners who have killed countless snow country monsters will know so about them. As far as I know, you should be the first time At this point, then there is only one explanation, you get the guidance of too high. "

"Superior?"

"Of course I am talking about Sword Saint."

"You are wrong, I am just good at cutting things off."

"Then how do you know where to cut?"

"Everything and everything has its weaknesses. My eyesight is good. I can find it after a few days of observation."

In the past few days, Jing Jiu often took out the little white beetle and looked at it.

Although the larva did not upgrade, he could still see a lot of things he wanted to see.

Bai Zao suddenly asked: "Are you unremarkable?"

Jing Jiu said, "The first stage."

Wuzhang is the realm of Qingshan. According to the grading initial state of Zhongzhou School, it is the first entry into Jindan. How could this realm kill so many snowfoot beasts overnight?

Bai Zao didn't believe it at all.

Jing Jiu said: "It may be that the sword I repaired is more suitable for this kind of thing."

Bai Zao said: "When did you find out?"

Jing Jiu said, "That night."

He is serious, not joking.

It was indeed that night that he killed so many snow-footed beasts, only to realize that he was very good or suitable for this.

Snowfoot's attack was too slow for him, and the poisonous blood that made the practitioners most troublesome had no effect on him.

The most important thing is that the extreme cold fog is very terrible for the practitioner, but it is helpful to him.

He is not afraid of those cold mists, but can cover his body with the help of mist, so that Xuezu can't see him.

That night, he killed so many snow-footed beasts, something unimaginable for anyone, but too simple for him.

Covered by the cold mist, he walked behind a snow-footed beast and lifted his sword.

This snowshoe is dead.

He walked behind another Xuezu and raised his iron sword again.

One sword and one.

What's so difficult about this?

The only trouble is probably that he had too much blood on him that night, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Even if the sword fire was clean, he still smelled it.

So, he found a snow lake, burned hot water with a sword fire, and took a bath carefully.

Now I want to come, this should be his first bath after entering Qingshan?

"Why stop?"

Bai Zao finally got to the point.

Jing Jiu woke up with some divergent thoughts and said, "Wait."

Bai Zao didn't ask any more, and glanced at his wrist.

She remembered clearly that Jing Jiu had a sword bracelet on her wrist, which suddenly disappeared the day before yesterday and reappeared again today.

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Early the next morning, four young monks appeared at the entrance of the canyon.

The expression of the four people was exhausted, and it seemed that they had walked all night.

You have to know that the snow fields at night are more dangerous. I do n’t know where the pressure is, which makes them so anxious.

The four looked at Bai Zao and others, and had some surprises. They stepped forward to salute each other.

Among them was a disciple from Qingshan, from Liangwang Peak, named Lei Yijing, who looked at Yao Songshan and said happily, "Brother."

Yao Songshan smiled slightly and motioned to see Jing Jiu first.

Lei Yijing only saw Jing Jiu, slightly startled, with a somewhat unnatural look on his face. The salute was still very serious and said, "I have seen Uncle Shi."

Jing Jiu looked at the situation of the four people and said, "Give you a break for half an hour, and then set off together."

Lei didn't understand it, and the rest of the young people didn't understand it. He thought that in accordance with the rules of Taoism, the teams should fight separately, and occasionally they should separate.

Why would Jing Jiu say to start together?

A disciple of the Zhongzhou School among the four was telling Bai Zao what happened last night. Hearing Jing Jiu's words, he was surprised and asked, "Sister, what is going on?"

Bai Zao has not yet determined Jing Jiu's intention and said, "Follow and follow first."

Even if Lei was shocked, he could not violate the command of the teacher. The disciple of Zhongzhou School completely listened to Bai Zao.The other two knew Jing Jiu's shocking performance the night before, and subconsciously could not have the idea of ​​opposition, but they were a little worried that the teachers of Xishanju knew that they would judge that these people violated the rules.

After half an hour, Jing Jiu walked towards the canyon.

There are many mountain roads in the canyon, some leading to the peaks covered with ice and snow for years, and some leading to extremely narrow and dark natural stone caves.

Jing Jiu walked directly towards a certain mountain road, and didn't seem to think about it.

The cold wind moved the gravel between the cliffs, occasionally blowing some snow.

The rest stood up, looked at each other, and followed with a lot of doubts.

In the evening, many people finally knew why Jing Jiu chose this mountain trail.

Because under the cliff in the distance, another team is arranging the formation, preparing to rest.

Watching Jing Jiu and others appear, a voice full of unexpected emotions sounded in the team.

"Uncle Jing?"

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