The Path Toward Heaven

(Forgot to say, hurry up to make up. Tomorrow that chapter is also 8 o'clock in the evening, please tell each other.)

Nan Zheng froze.

She is ready to die.

Just like that year, the whole family was expelled from Zushan, and her family was even killed. At that time, she did not want to live.

"Nan Wang was arrogant by those guys for many years and acted arrogantly. Her family's descendants are naturally no one to dare to provoke in the barbarian. You are also pitiful."

The girl in white looked at her and said, "Take everything out."

Nan Zheng froze again, and it took a moment before she understood what she meant. She did n’t dare to hesitate anymore. She released the Sihuang bottles and diamond gloves and handed them over. After thinking about it, she took out a few bottles of Dan he had accumulated in the old forest medicine.

The girl in white took the Sihuang bottles and diamond gloves and didn't ask for the immortals. She said, "Your kit is good. I will use it for a few years."

Nan Zheng thought, could he still refuse?

After saying this, the girl in white rose from the air, and the wind blew her skirt and flew away.

Gu Pan looked at her disappearing direction, his expression was a little sad, the other party could easily kill himself and all his subordinates, why didn't he do it?

Nanzheng also had the same doubts and other puzzles.

This girl in white does not know the origin, but it must be a big figure in the realm of righteousness.

Tonight, the righteous practice community and Brao Lin are in a fierce battle. She did n’t go to the war, but she was mixing water and fish here.

What does it mean?

The rune papers spread like fireflies gradually darkened, and the world in the mist regained darkness.

Nan Zheng glanced at Pan Pan and disappeared into the night.

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The southwestern continent is really desolate, especially in the sinister mountains surrounding Yizhou City.Even the incense of large temples such as Baotong Temple is very deserted. It is rare to see the believers who come to pray. In the morning and evening, in addition to the sound of the monk's homework, it is silence.

There is a vegetable garden a few miles away from the west of the Zen monastery, which is responsible for the cost of the monks in the temple. Recently, there are three young foreigners in addition to vegetable monks.

Looking at the green vegetables and tofu in the earthenware bowl, He Zhan looked irresistible and said, "If you eat it like this, your face will turn green."

Su Ziye looked at him in bed.

In the vegetable garden of Baotong Buddhist Temple, he was not a famous Xuanyin sect master, but only a patient.

He Zhan said: "I'm not laughing at you. You used to be green vegetables, but now it's just an eggplant. Although the color is lighter, it is still eggplant."

Tong Yan walked in from the outside and put the medicine in his hand on the table. He looked at Su Ziye and said, "The medicine has a good effect. You should be able to expel the remaining poison in five days."

Although there is a Zen word in Baotong Monastery, it is not a Zen line, and it has nothing to do with Guocheng Temple. It is said that it is close to Shuiyue Temple. However, Baotong Temple is similar to Guocheng Temple, and its medical skills are extremely brilliant, and because of The mountains and forests in the southwestern mainland are hot and humid, and the malaria gas is extremely poisonous. Their level in this respect is even higher than that of the Guocheng Temple. Although the poison in the Suziye is very powerful, the monks in the temple finally saved their lives under the treatment.

At the beginning, the abbot of Baotong Zen Academy knew that Su Ziye ’s identity was reluctant to heal, and he reluctantly agreed after Tong Yan ’s pleading, but he could not allow an evil demon to live in the Zen Academy, and they were arranged to the vegetable garden every day. Only let Tong Yan quietly enter the temple to get medicine, make sure that this matter cannot be known by others, otherwise the ancient temple will have a reputation for thousands of years, and I am afraid that it will be lost forever.

The three of them lived in the vegetable garden for several days. He Zhandai had already finished drinking the wine, and he was almost greedy. At this time, when Tong Yan said that it only took five days, his face finally became more beautiful.

Tong Yan went to the window and continued to play the unfinished game.

Su Ziye finished the medicine with the help of He Zhan, and moved to the window by the bed with some difficulty, looking at the chessboard.

The sunlight fell on the chessboard through the window and reflected on his face again. The green skin appeared lighter under the blazing light and really resembled vegetable leaves.

Sunshine also fell on Tong Yan's face, his delicate and fair skin was like jade, and his brows appeared lighter, really like a child.

Because He Zhan does not want to play chess again, Tong Yan's opponent is himself. He has been playing this game for five days.Su Ziye also watched for a long time, he can play chess, and thinks he is a smart man, but until today he still can not understand this game, only to know how big the difference between him and Tong Yan.

When he wanted to come, Qi Dao far surpassed all the children's faces in the world. He still took such a serious task every day, and he never tires. Naturally, there is only one reason.

Su Ziye asked: "Is it still unacceptable to lose to Jing Jiu?"

"It takes effort to do everything. Not everyone is like that guy, and everything can go smoothly just by luck."

Tong Yan did not raise his head, his eyelashes were pulled out a long shadow, as cold as his voice.

Su Ziye looked at He Zhan and said with deep sympathy: "It's a really enviable life."

He Zhan is the common friend of the two of them, and the only friendship.

In the practice world, He Zhan is not best known for his talent. Although his talent is indeed good, it is not the second title in the world. Everyone knows that it is a joke.

He is best known for luck.

A disciple who didn't learn Xuanmen Taoism and secret cults of evil factions could be compared with such characters as Su Ziye and Tong Yan.

Is it because of dignity and character?Of course not, because he has enough luck to make himself strong enough.

He Zhan is peeling salted edamame for strong tea, listening to what the two said, clapping his hands and walking to the window.

"No jealousy, because I can't figure it out, and I feel more and more that this is not a good thing."

Many years ago, there was an ordinary nun outside a certain city. There was only one old nun in the temple, and there were four stone steps in front of the temple.

One night, an abandoned baby was put on the second stone steps.

In the early morning, the old nun found the abandoned baby and took him in.

What is that abandoned baby?

The old nun read the Scriptures every day. He Zhan heard it well from his urination. Later, he began to practice it. He realized that the scriptures were the practice methods.

In this way, He Zhan embarked on a path of cultivation.

When the old nun's time is up, he closes his eyes and sleeps for a long time. He Zhan left the nun's temple and began to travel around the world.

He originally thought that the nuns are so ordinary, the old nuns are so ordinary, and the practice method is naturally very ordinary, so he acts very low-key, basically does not deal with practitioners, and even thought about whether to sign up for Qingtian Division. .

One day, he picked up a magic weapon by the stream and was hit by a young disciple sent by Sandu. The other party wanted to win the treasure.

He didn't dare to fight and prepared to put his hands on it. Whoever wanted the Sandu disciples to kill and kill his mouth, he was desperate and forced to resist.

The Sandu disciple turned into a green smoke before his eyes.

At that time, he knew that everything was not ordinary, whether it was a nun or an old nun, or the practice method.

What happened later proved that he was not an ordinary person, at least in terms of fortune.

He encountered countless adventures, and found many magic weapons, whether it was Jiaolong's bones or boxes of spar.

Whenever he needs something, he will encounter something.

This kind of thing is more commonplace for him.

He gradually grew up in this way, and gained some fame in the practice world, and became a disciple who many famous schools wanted to fight for.

As Su Ziye said, how can such luck not be jealous?

Su Ziye asked: "Why is good luck not a good thing?"

He Zhan spread his hand and said: "I don't want to be like this. I must know that through hardships and hardships, I can sharpen my will and refine my heart, but I don't have this opportunity.

Su Ziye and Tong Yan looked at each other and did not speak.

He Zhanzi said, "But if I want to be like Liu Shisui, I don't want to."

The room was quiet for a while.

A crackling sound.

Tong Yan dropped a piece and said softly, "But we succeeded after all."