The Path Toward Heaven

There is a small mountain village outside the green hill.

Liu Shisui's home is here.

Ordinary people naturally do not know what is happening in the spiritual world, and life in the small mountain village is not disturbed in any way.

Father Liu and Mother Liu still work daily, and live like they did in those years. Although they have grown older, their bodies are still healthy, with black teeth and strong spirits.

Deep mountain forest tip stood two scattered repairs.

A Sanxiu said slightly: "It must have been Liu Shisui who stole Qingshan's elixir and gave it to them. It was also a death sentence, but it seems to be very filial."

In addition, the Sanxu pale said: "Liu Shisui killed Luo Huainan, and he must have a high status in Bulao Lin. Will we let us down if we do this?"

"What are you afraid of? This place is so close to the green hills. Where does Lao Lin dare to show up?"

The San Xiu grinned and said, "We tied his parents and forced him to show up. He would either be killed or sent to Qingshan at that time to get the exercises and magic weapons of Zhongzhou and Qingshan. Who will dare to provoke in the future?" we?"

After finishing this sentence, he was ready to pluck away the forest tip, catch Liu's father and Liu's mother, and force out Liu's whereabouts by brutal means.

As for Liu Liufu, if she really doesn't know, how should he let Liu Shisui know that his parents are in his hands ... he never thought about it.

The worst result is that the father and mother Liu will be abused and killed by him. There is no other harm.

Suddenly he felt something strange and looked down at his feet, his expression slightly changed.

At the end of summer, the leaves of the tip suddenly formed a layer of frost.

Then, a hole appeared in his eyebrow.

After a moment, blood spilled from the hole.

A layer of frost had condensed on his eyebrows, and he was gradually covered with a layer of frost, and he had long lost his breath.

Until death came, he could not see the sword light that penetrated his head.

In addition, the casual repairer naturally could not see Jian Guang.

He looked at his dead companion, trembling constantly, unable to speak in fear.

There was a snowfall in the forest.

The Sanxu guessed something, and kept shouting in his heart: Snow flow!Snow flow!

His body was frozen by the cold, and he could no longer stand on the branches and fell directly to the ground.

Where did he dare to run, knelt in the wind and snow and kowtowed to the sky, exhausting his strength to show his sincerity.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

His forehead was badly broken, and blood splattered as he kowtowed.

His thoughts were a little trance, and he didn't understand why the big figures of Qingshan Sect would protect the abandoned family.

Or does it mean that the majesty of the Aoyama Sect cannot be violated?

Snow flows like a waterfall.

Chill biting.

He felt the will, and he dared to stay wherever he could, and even escaped with a crawl, and also took the will out.

——The mountain village is a forbidden area of ​​green hills, no one is allowed to come close.

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There is a small town west of Jian'an County.

Liu Shisui wore a hat and walked on the only main street in the town.

Wanted by the entire continent is very troublesome, but not particularly dangerous.

He is not qualified to become a sword slayer, and Qingshan Grand Array will not search for his whereabouts all the time.

The number of practitioners is too small, and it is difficult for the ordinary government and government to find him.

As long as he keeps a low profile, does not go to such places as Chaoge City, and is not close to the deep mountain spiritual veins where there may be spiritual sects, he does not have to worry too much about being discovered.

Bu Lao Lin and those evil factions can exist for so many years, it naturally makes sense.

Thinking about these things, Liu Shisui stood in front of the tea shop and asked for a bowl of herbal tea.

Suddenly there was a scream in front of the street, and there was smoke.

He looked over there and found that a horse was frightened and dragged the carriage around in a rampage, which had caused a lot of danger.

The wind lifted the car curtain, and it seemed to be a family. The man was pulling the reins to stop the startling horse. The woman's face was pale, and the child in her arms kept crying.

Ordinary people cannot stop the frightened horse, and it must be the practitioners who can stop the frightened horse.

There are very few practitioners in the town. Once they appear, it is a very conspicuous thing.

——So I shouldn't take care of it.

Liu Shisui thought about these things and went to the street.

The carriage was about to hit the street, and the car was destroyed.

When the wind rose, Liu Shisui appeared beside the horse, reaching for the horse's neck.

The startling horse, like a wildfire, was stopped by his seemingly ordinary arm and could not go further!

There were two soft cracks, the soles of his shoes made a slight noise, and two slits were split on the sleeve of his left arm.

The frightened horse let out a painful hissing, his front hooves softened, he knelt down and was caught in his left arm.

The carriage stopped suddenly, the woman and the man in the carriage fell directly, and the child in the woman's arms flew out.

Liu Shisui reached out to grab the child and hugged it in his right arm.

The exclamation suddenly disappeared, and the street was extremely quiet.

Hundreds of eyes fell on him.

Liu Shisui confirmed that the frightened horse had awakened, returned the child to the woman, walked back to the street tea shop, finished the herbal tea in the bowl, put down two copper plates, and walked out of town.

Looking at the figure that left, the people on the street were shocked and speechless, until the figure completely disappeared, and the voice of discussion rose.

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Coming to the woods outside the town, Liu Shisui felt something was wrong, looking at the depths of the woods and said, "Come out."

A moment later, two young people and a slightly vicissuous middle-aged man came out.

A young practitioner looked at Liu Shisui and asked, "Don't you know that the entire Chaotian Continent is chasing you down? Why did you expose your whereabouts because of this kind of thing?"

"I thought the town was remote, and there were very few practitioners. Even if traces were found, I would have been far away."

Liu Shisui explained very seriously.

The young man smiled bitterly and said: "We have some things to talk with this Dao brother, and there is some inconvenience in the mountain gate, so we made an appointment in the town and happened to see the scene."

Liu Shisui said, "Is the noble school?"

The young man pointed at another young man and said, "We are all Sanqing disciples."

Liu Shisui was a little familiar, thinking where she should have heard.

The middle-aged man said, "I am a casual repairer, and there are no schools."

"Spiritual practitioners are looking for you everywhere, but the results are unintentional. We really don't know whether we are lucky or bad luck."

The disciples of the Sanqing School showed tragic emotions on their faces.

In addition, the Sanqing school disciple laughed and said, "We know that it is not your opponent. We just want to follow it in secret. We are very cautious.

If you can find Liu Shisui, you may get rewards from Zhongzhou School and Qingshan Sect. This is of course a good thing.

The question is, Liu Shisui can even kill Luo Huainan. How can they survive if he finds out where they are now?

The casual repairman suddenly looked at Liu Shisui and said: "Or I can find a way to help you get some time, of course, you must first promise not to kill us."

Liu Shisui thought about it and said, "Okay."

The two Sanqing disciples didn't understand, and their expressions were stunned.

The casual repairman suddenly shot, and the magic weapon flew out of the cuff like a shadow, striking the backs of two Sanqing disciples.

There were two loud noises, and there was so much smoke in the woods.

The two Sanqing disciples did not die.

Because a flying sword hangs quietly in the air.