The Path Toward Heaven

Hu Guifei has been operating in Yunmeng Mountain for many years. Even if Luo Huainan and many people support Jing Xin, there should be many people supporting her.

She narrowed her eyes and said, "It's too easy to be discovered afterwards, too dangerous."

Gu Qing said: "The whereabouts we want is very simple, first he is not in Yunmeng Mountain, and secondly it is not an emergency."

Hu Guifei was stunned, thinking that it was indeed much simpler.

Satisfying these two conditions at the same time, the whereabouts of Naluo Huainan could have been known.

She stared at Zhao Layue's eyes and asked, "Don't you doubt me, is it the assassin behind you?"

"Because you gave a gift of gold and silver to Shi Fengchen's righteous son?"

Zhao Layue said with a blank expression: "Although you are an idiot in this matter, I am not an idiot."

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A faint golden light suddenly appeared in the night.

Zhao Layue and Gu Qing stopped.

"It seems that Master Feng's injury is healed."

The big black cloak that wraps around tightly on the person comes, and it looks even chunkier.

The lights in front of the temple illuminated his face.

The royal enshrined Jinming City.

Gu Qing was very nervous and his lips were dry.

Zhao Layue didn't speak.

Jin Mingcheng took out a sword from the cloak, handed it to her, and said, "The first son of the sword name."

Zhao Layue said, "I have a sword."

Jin Mingcheng said: "Isn't Forsy Sword lost in the snowfield?"

Zhao Layue said, "I still have my own."

Jin Mingcheng said: "That sword is general and recognizable. Unlike the sword of the first son, it has been hidden in the palace for hundreds of years.

Gu Qing was alert, thinking, is this a murder with a sword?

"If your majesty wants to kill someone, do you still need to borrow someone's hand?" Zhao Layue asked.

Jin Mingcheng said quietly: "Your Majesty is the co-owner of the world. Because he carries a common word, many things are inconvenient to do."

Zhao Layue said nothing more, and took over the sword named the first son.

Gu Qing glanced at her with some surprise.

He was very opposed to entering the palace tonight. Between these seemingly ordinary palaces, there are too many dangerous and true monks.

These strong monks, who want to destroy him and Zhao Layue, are easy things. He even thinks that he can't hide his whereabouts.

But Zhao Layue was very calm, not worried at all, and seemed to know something.

What he did not know was that Zhao Layue had already guessed that Jing Jiu left Zhao Yuan that day to go to Lishan to see the emperor.

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There is a deep mountain in the north of Yujun County. There is a sect called Beiximen, which is a small school outside the Zhongzhou School. It is famous for its system and array.

One day in midsummer, more than ten mentors and apprentices from Beiximen went out to the Guiyun City.Three pieces of the magic weapon of the topography were refined in Beiximen the previous year, two of which were dedicated to Yunmeng Mountain, and the remaining one was not in accordance with the inner skill of the gate.

Zhenqi Pavilion is as famous as Treasure House of Qingshan Sect and Yimaozhai's Wai Zhai. Of course, it also has the same deep background, but it is the industry of Yunmengshan Cold Food Valley.

What Beiximen did not expect was that the most important magic weapon at this auction of the Zhenqi Pavilion was not a product of its own, but a herb.

"What kind of grass is that, is it more important than the magic weapon of the steps?"

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with you and me. I heard that the buyer has been identified."

"Who dares to make a calibration in the Zhenqi Pavilion? Is it something that the ancestor of the ancestral court wants?"

"Uncle Liu, do you know this?"

That herb has caused a lot of speculation and discussion among Beiximen disciples.

People looked at the thin middle-aged man who was leading and asked curiously.

The uncle Shi surnamed Liu listened to these comments with a smile.

He knows more.

That herb should be the rumored Sanqing grass, and of course it is qualified to be placed at the most important place in the auction.

Qingzhuang Jianzong has released the wind, and naturally no one dared to compete with them for this herb, but just walked through the process in accordance with the regulations of the Jinqige.

Outside the valley is a plain, Guiyun City is all the way.

Cicadas sounded like they were seeing off.

Suddenly, the cicada sound suddenly disappeared.

Uncle Liu raised his eyebrows and said, "Be careful, set up."

There is a sentence called cicada, it is mid-summer at this time, the weather is hot, why the cicada sound suddenly disappeared?

A very faint black mist floated in from the valley, and the fruit that was newly born among the trees collapsed when encountered.

The disciples of Beiximen looked abruptly, took out the magic weapon at the fastest speed, and formed a defensive formation.

The black mist gradually disappeared, and several figures gradually appeared. From the perspective of clothing and cold atmosphere, it was not a good generation.

"I didn't expect you to be in a low state, but you were quite awake and could find our whereabouts in advance."

An indifferent old man said: "The little master wants the baby you want to bring, hurry up and hand it over."

The uncle Liu said: "It turned out to be the demon of Xuanyin Sect, here is Yujun, less than three thousand miles from Yunmeng Mountain, when did your courage become so great?"

"Zhongzhou is Zhongzhou. You are you. What if you kill all of you? Can the Taoists in Yunmeng Mountain come over?"

The old man was the elder of the Xuanyin Sect, and he was extremely powerful in wickedness. How could he have these small schools of mentors and apprentices, but he was a little bit afraid of the formation of Beiximen-somehow, Xuanyin Zong won that place The magic weapon's willingness was very strong and direct. Instead of bidding in the Zhenqi Pavilion through loose repair, he chose to snatch it directly.

The battle began, the air was torn, and countless air currents collided with each other.

The black mist is getting thicker and deeper, and the clear light from the Beiximen array is getting darker and darker.

The disciples of Beiximen stood in the formation, disrupting their magic instruments and maintaining the formation.Under the impact of the Xuanyin Sect, they were very hard to support, their faces became paler and pale, and the signal that they wanted to ask for help had been sent out. I did n’t know when they could come to the same door for support.

The elder Xuanyin Sect looked coldly at the picture in front of him, it seemed calm, but in fact anxious.

This is not far from Beixi Gate. What if the other party comes to help? More importantly, if Yunmeng Mountain is disturbed, it will be troublesome.

Suddenly, a gap appeared in the array, and the eyes of Elder Xuanyin Zong suddenly chilled into a black mist breaking through the clear light, and came between the disciples of Beiximen.

Black Mist re-solidified, and he appeared in shape, hitting the uncle Liu with a shadow streamer.

Where did Uncle Liu dare to resist these magic weapons head-on, and help to avoid backwards with the help of the magic weapon, completely ignoring the exposure of the disciples who maintained the formation.

Elder Xuanyin Zong wanted this kind of effect. With a sneer, Yin stream, with a heavy heart, wrapped up the nearest Beiximen disciple.

His Yin streamer bears the qi of the earth and the qi of the blood. If ordinary practitioners cannot protect the body, they will die, and there is no luck.

The disciple of Beiximen was ordinary in appearance and ordinary in breath, and when he saw it turned into blood, he seemed to be scared and stupid, and he stood still.

Elder Xuanyin Zong suddenly felt something was wrong.

A small bronze bell suddenly appeared in front of him.