The Path Toward Heaven

This old scholar was the predecessor of Yimaozhai who took Liu Shisui away from the village.

That sentence was his emotion, and Liu Shisui didn't need to answer it.

Liu Shisui crawled out of the stone crack and looked at Jian Guang in the sky.

The old scholar took out his brush, dipped it in the clear water of the valley, and wrote a few words in the air.

A clear light flashed, and his figure and Liu Shisui disappeared from the place.

It didn't take long for the two sword lights to fall on the banks of the valley.

Two middle-aged practitioners appeared, one was the elder Lei Ming from the Bishan Peak of Qingshan Mountain, already traveling in the middle of the wild, and the other was Qian Sicai, a master of the Xihai sword school.

Qian Sicai sneered and said, "I ran away again. It seems that I have stayed in the mountain for a long time and I am really good at making holes."

This sentence was obviously a satire to Aoyama Sect. Lei Ming looked at him and said blankly: "Should the guy who has been on the beach for a long time be good at touching fish?"

Qian Sicai snorted coldly and ignored him.

Confirming that Liu Shisui's breath has disappeared, the two men withdrew their sword consciousness and each regained their lives.

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The cave house is very dry, the night pearl exudes a dim light.

Liu Shisui woke up from meditation and looked around. He wondered which senior man's cave was. The prohibition was so powerful that he fell into the hands of Bu Lao Lin.

The old scholar handed over a crimson panacea.

Liu Shisui took the Elixir and took it under the clear water on the table. After a little interest-regulation, it dissipated and looked at the old scholar with a grateful smile.

At that time, the old Yimaozhai scholar and Wei Chengzi sent him from the small mountain village.

Now that Wei Chengzi has been dead for several years, the old scholar has become the only person he knows in Bu Lao Lin.

The old scholar sighed and said, "Something like you will be discovered sooner or later."

Knowing what he meant, Liu Shisui scratched his head and said, "I know I shouldn't control it, but my body is out of control."

The old scholar said: "I was holding you back a few years ago. It seems quite right. People like you should not walk in the world."

Liu Shisui asked curiously: "What kind of person am I in your eyes?"

The old scholar said: "Anyway, it should not be a non-Lao Lin."

Liu Shisui said: "There are seniors like you in Bu Lao Lin, it is not surprising that there are anyone."

In a place like Yi Mao Zhai, there is an assassin who is not an old forest. There are naturally stories to tell.

However, there was no wine in the cave, and the old scholars had no interest in telling stories, and left after a few words.

After more than ten days, Liu Shisui's injury will heal, open the ban, walk outside the cave, look at the towering mountains, and look at the blue, thinking where is this?

A wind blew from the side of the mountain, along the cliff, and fluttered the wildflowers outside the cave, falling on his face.

He smelled a bit salty in the wind, and a very mild smell, only to know that it should not be far from the beach.

The sea should be the West Sea.

Accompanied by the sea breeze, the old scholar appeared again and said, "Let's go."

Liu Shisui didn't ask where to go, he simply packed up some things, went to the wild forest outside the cave to do a small solution, and went down the mountain with the old scholar.

Under the verdant mountains, there are naturally dark valleys.

The two spent several days crossing the dark canyon and then entering a darker tunnel.

After a few more days of walking, they finally walked back to the ground from the dark tunnel.

The sound of the waves beating against the rocks seemed to be in my ears.

In front of countless snow.

Liu Shisui quietly looked at the ink-like Xihai in the night, and was silent for a while, then turned and walked into the dilapidated Temple of Poseidon.

Salt flowers formed on the damp wall, forming a very strange pattern.

The wooden threshold has been corroded by the sea breeze for the most part, looking disgusting.

These are pictures he has never seen before.

The old scholar did not follow him into the Tanah Lot Temple.

In the dilapidated temple is only him and the sea god.

The starlight fell on the Mo Sea, reflecting a very faint light and falling on the face of Poseidon.

Liu Shisui only discovered that the original Poseidon was a real person.

The appearance of Poseidon looks no different, dressed in black, but exudes nobility and kingliness, there is a feeling of looking down on the people.

"You are not Lao Lin ..." Liu Shisui thought about how to call the other party and said, "Boss?"

"It can be said like this."

The voice of the man in black was a little hushed, and it sounded like it came from a distance.

Liu Shisui asked: "Why do you want to see me?"

The man in black said, "I want to know, how did you kill Luo Huainan."

Liu Shisui didn't think about it and said, "Secret."

This answer clearly exceeded the budget of the man in black. He stunned and smiled, and then asked, "Who is the other swordsman?"

Liu Shisui seriously thought about it and said, "I can't see it."

The man in black asked, "The first sword is in your hands?"

Liu Shisui only knew that the sword Zhao Layue gave him was called the first son.

His expression and reaction are very real.

Because this is true.

He looked at the man in black and said, "That sword is mine now."

The man in black looked at him quietly, and after a long time, said: "That's yours."

Liu Shisui said: "Thank you."

The man in black said: "Then you should at least tell me, since you only kill the wicked, why did you kill Luo Huainan?"

Liu Shisui said: "In my opinion, he is a wicked man."

The man in black leans forward slightly, and some accidents are also very interested in his statement: "Why do you say this?"

Liu Shisui was silent for a while, and said, "The son failed to return from the snowfield. I think it was his problem."

The man in black thought deeply and said, "Although I don't understand why you believe that he hurt Jing Jiu, this reason is very good."

Liu Shisui said: "Thank you."

Thank you for the last time, thanking the other party for not forcibly snatching the first son sword with the help of the realm.

This thank you is to thank the other party for acknowledging their reasons.

"Do you know why I refused to see you in previous years? Because you are not strong enough, and I don't believe you very much."

The man in black looked at Liu Shisui and remembered the ghost-eyed carp in the muddy water many years ago, thinking that although your life was changed by me.

Liu Shisui said: "I don't understand what you mean."

The man in black said, "If you don't talk about trust, then you're only willing to kill the people you want to kill. What's the use for me? Not Lao Lin is not Guocheng Temple."

Liu Shisui thought for a while and said, "There are many people you want to kill, and some of them are suitable for me."

Suitable for him to kill.

The man in black said: "It's really interesting young people, but now these are not problems, because you have proved yourself strong and you have proved yourself."

Liu Shisui understood what he meant and was silent.

"Even when you left that mountain village, you had other thoughts, but now that you have killed Luo Huainan, you can only walk in the night in this life."

The man in black looked at him quietly and said, "Are you willing?"

The Temple of Poseidon is quiet.

Hai Tao's voice was far more thrilling than Song Tao's.

Liu Shisui thought of the pond in the mountain village, the sword light on Liang Wang Peak.

He said: "I want the best exercises and spar and immortal medicine and safe cave house, and the task is up to me or not."

The man in black said: "If someone dares to make such a request, I will let him fly away, but since it is you, I will accept no matter how absurd."

Liu Shisui stared into his eyes and asked, "Why do you value me so much?"

The man in black said: "Because of your talents and background, the most important thing is temperament. There are not many stubborn practitioners like you in Chaotian Continent."

Liu Shisui was still puzzled and asked, "For Bu Lao Lin, such a temperament is very important?"

The man in black said: "It's not important for Bu Lao Lin, but it's very important for Kendo."

Liu Shisui vaguely understood something and said, "Do you want me to continue to build swords?"

The man in black said: "Yes, I want you to prove to the whole world that even if you leave the Qingshan Jianzong, you can still cultivate a worldless swordsmanship."

Liu Shisui was silent for a while, and said, "It seems a little interesting."

The man in black said, "What's the problem?"

Liu Shisui said: "Who the hell are you?"

The man in black looked at him quietly and said, "I am the king of the west."

The sea breeze was sudden, and the salt flowers on the wall fell.

The waves rolled, and the sound of the waves was thunderous.