The Path Toward Heaven
239 Sword Tour
The starlight was scattered on the sea of clouds. It was obviously night, but it was whiter than daytime, like snow.
The stars in the sky are like countless dim suns. The stone tablet has no shadow, and the shadow of the scabbard on the tablet is also very light.
Yuan Gui opened his eyes and opened his mouth slightly, and the invisible stars slowly entered it.
The real person standing on the edge of the cliff, watching Yunhai below talking, as if talking to himself.
"Young people often have the idea of changing the world, or naive, but also gratifying."
"Of course you won't support it, but I don't think so, after all, they are not us."
"Just didn't expect that this time they seem to have made things too big."
"That's already the case. I have to ask you something, remember you have a friend over there."
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At the end of the peak, the starlight is like snow.
"I asked Ada to tell you clearly that I opposed this matter. You ignored it and now come to me?"
Jing Jiu stood by the cliff, watching the sea of clouds flowing like a waterfall, silent for a while, and continued: "You know that child's relationship with me, let him live."
This is the exchange condition?
Jing Jiu left the cliff.
Gu Qing retired in the forest hut.
Yuan Qu practiced swords behind the mountain.
Zhao Layue feels the world at the edge of the waterfall.
The white ghost and the cicada are sleeping.
It is quiet in the cave house.
His palm fell on the stone wall, and the seemingly monolithic stone wall separated to the sides, and a passage appeared.
Walking down the passage to the innermost, there is a cave with a larger space, the top is empty, and there is the highest place of the end of the God.
That year his sword rose from here and cut the sky.
The starlight fell from the top of the cave and became a silver dollar on the ground.
Jing Jiu walked there, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes.
Daoshu moved without wind.
The sword recognized.
The sound of the waterfall is thunderous.
Zhao Layue sat on the bluestone beside the lake.
Her sword consciousness spread like a starlight, enveloped everything in more than a decade, and quietly felt the most subtle changes.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes.
A sword consciousness came from the summit.
Sword consciousness is the divine consciousness with sword intention or sword.
That sword consciousness is very powerful and clean, but the sword consciousness that she refined in Jianfeng is far behind.
This sword knowledge is Jing Jiu's.
Jianzhi fell with the waterfall and fell on her hand.
The bracelet vibrated and made a buzzing sound.
Zhao Layue did not compete with Jing Jiu's sword knowledge for control.
She was a little curious about what he wanted to do.
The bracelet left her wrist and flew into the night sky, changing back to the Firth sword.
The bright red sword light illuminates the cliff, and the waterfall is like countless blood pouring down.
When the wind rose, the wild grass on the edge of the lake suddenly dropped.
The Firth sword disappeared.
A red dot appeared in the distant night sky, and then quickly disappeared.
Zhao Layue stepped up in the air and brought out the sword light at the foot of his shirt. One step was more than ten feet, and he quickly returned to the summit.
Entering the depths of Dongfu, she saw Jing Jiu sitting under the stars with her eyes closed.
Gu Qing and Yuan Qu also sensed the departure of Fu Sijian and came to the Dong Mansion.
"What's wrong?"
"Sword Tour."
Zhao Layue said.
Gu Qing and Yuan Qu looked at each other, a little surprised.
The Firth sword is the main sword of the nine peaks of Qingshan, and should be able to swim.
But how can Jing Jiu without a realm can withstand this level of sword knowledge consumption?
There are too many surprises brought by Jing Jiu, and they are more worried, because they can't be disturbed by Jian You at the time.
When they saw the white ghost sleeping on the Han Yu couch and the chill cicada who was clearly awake but dared not leave, they realized that their worries were still superfluous.
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Above the world is the sea of clouds.
Above the sea of clouds are the peaks.
Above the peaks is the night sky.
Above the night sky is the gang wind.
Above the wind is a virtual realm.
There is no air in the virtual world, that is, the spirit of the world has been lost.
If it is very difficult and painful for the practitioner to want to fly the sword in the wind, the virtual world is even more absolute.
——Practitioners below the sea-breaking ground simply cannot survive here.
Above the virtual realm is a more terrifying minefield.
The thunder domain is full of violent atmosphere, and there may be sky thunder at any time.
Even the big things that pass through the heavens will only come here occasionally to feel the truth of the world and dare not stay for a long time.
Fu Sijian left the peak, rose through the night sky, and soon entered the wind, bringing out a long tail.
It continued to accelerate in the gang wind. After more than ten breaths, accompanied by a thunderous roar, the trail disappeared completely.
Furth Sword entered the virtual realm and could no longer be seen from the ground.
There is no air or resistance in the virtual world, and it is also the fastest place for Feijian.It's just that the flying sword with a slightly lower grade can't bear the severe cold here, and there is no aura nourishment here. Even the higher flying sword will gradually lose the sword spirit, become scrap iron, and then fall to the ground.
The Forth Sword is a fairy flying sword of a real person in Jingyang, not afraid of the cold, but how to solve the problem of loss of spiritual flow?
The night faded and the morning light appeared, staining the sea with red.
Firth has come to the sea, the speed has become much slower, showing a somewhat bleak body.
It suddenly looked up and flew higher.
After counting the interest, Firth Sword crossed a certain invisible partition and entered Thunder Field!
The violent breath refracts the light into chaotic light and shadow, and you can feel the terrifying pressure everywhere.
Countless days of thunder were born and died, and the lightning, which was thicker than the big tree, kept lighting up and turned into a fence-like picture.
The thunderstorm here is much larger than the thunderstorm at the peak of Bihu.
Firth Sword rushed toward the fence formed by lightning without hesitation.
Click!The lightning fell and thunderstorms roared, like a storm on earth.
Fu Sijian flew at high speed from thunder and lightning, just like those brave petrels.
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Buzzed softly.
Firth Sword left Lei Yu and returned to the virtual realm.
The sword body washed by thunder and lightning was extremely bright, and the sword body was wrapped with dazzling light, and the aura returned to its peak state.
Firth began to accelerate again, and soon disappeared into the sky.
I don't know how long it took, a giant island appeared on the sea, and there were countless thousands of tall trees on the island. I thought it was Penglai Island.
After flying over Penglai Island, Firth Sword once again entered the minefield to absorb energy, and then accelerated again.
In the evening, a very peculiar picture appeared on the sea illuminated by the rays of the xia.
A giant hole appeared on the surface of the sea, and countless water poured into it, and the edge turned into a spectacular waterfall.
The giant cave is extremely deep, and I don't know where it is going. Even when I look at it from the sky, I can't see the end. It is terrifying to the extreme.
Is this the legendary maelstrom?Mingquan Secret Realm?
Why did so much water fall into that giant cave day and night, but the sea never fell?
Fu Sijian didn't know about this problem that has plagued humans for many years, and would not think about it.
After passing the maelstrom, it did not enter the minefield again to absorb energy, but began to slow down.
It took a long time for Firth to reduce his speed to about the same as when he left God's End Peak.
At this time, it was already early morning of the next day, and the morning glow appeared in the sky.
There is a continent ahead, a mountain by the sea, and the outline looks like a sleeping giant.