The Path Toward Heaven

Many years ago, the old nun who had grown up with He Zhan died. He was so sad that he went to Anan and cried in secret.

That night, he found a piece of veil in the crack of the creek.

To this day, he has not fully mastered the magic of the gauze, but he is quite sure that the gauze is a magic weapon with great power. Can't compare.

He has always regarded that piece of gauze as his final hole card and hid it so deeply that even his best friend didn't know. How did he know about the winter?

If Shui Yue'an high disciple can discover her secret by using two hearts, why can she even speak the four words of An Houxi Shi?

Tong Yan found that He Zhan's expression was different, and thought to herself, what does Winter Realm have to do with that person?

Until this time, he had not thought that the man was wintering himself.

"How about roast lamb that night?"

Winter watching Tonglu and said.

Then she looked at Tong Yan and said, "What about the wine that night? If I remember correctly, it was the only time you were drunk."

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The room was quiet again.

Tonglu and He Zhan looked at each other, shocked and speechless.

They and Tong Yan both participated in the May Fair Road Battle.

That night by the lake, they had more people around the campfire eating roast lamb, drinking wine that seemed to never be able to drink, and talking a lot.

Tong Yan looked at the winter and solemnly said, "Could it be?"

"Yes, you, Luo Huainan and Guo Nanshan are all my top picks. Everything you do is what I want you to do."

The sound of winter is very calm, there is no extra emotion, and it is extremely open, like a big river.

The problem is that the young people who drank and ate meat by the campfire that night included almost all the genius disciples of all denominations, which can be said to be the future of the spiritual world.And the things they do are really big things. Those things are related to the future of the human race and the ideals. They are the demon removal and the demon, the perseverance. The teachers had to strike out Yuntai.

"This is impossible."

Tonglu murmured.

Tong Yan said: "You do so many things, what do you want us to do for you?"

Winter said: "It's not what I want to do. Dissatisfaction with the status quo of the practice world and the teachers, worry about the future of the human race, these are your own ideas, I just provide some way or opportunity to let you face your heart , And then give some help in the process of your practice. "

Tong Yan was silent for a while and asked, "What about now?"

Winter said: "Yuntai was destroyed, the Xihai sword faction returned to the sea, so you are satisfied?"

Tonglu's expression changed slightly, Su Ziye smiled, He Zhan glanced at Tong Yan, knowing that his answer must be no.

Tong Yan said: "What the hell do you want to say?"

The winter said: "Bulao Lin did not remove it, because the real hands behind the scenes are still alive."

Waiting for Tong Yan to respond, Tonglu said in a deep voice, "Do you want to do harm to my Master?"

Winter glanced at him and said, "Accurately, I think you want to kill your master."

Tonglu opened his eyes and said, "Are you crazy? That's my master!"

Dong Dong looked at him quietly without speaking.

Tonglu lowered his head slowly and stopped talking.

Winter said to Tong Yan: "I am not good at these things, but I gave you Su Ziye and Tonglu, then you should be able to set up to kill him."

Tong Yan always felt that she meant something, but at this time there was no way to think carefully.

Because this thing is too big.

She is going to kill the Xihai sword god.

Su Ziye and Tonglu are of course very important.

The former is the young master of the Xuanyin sect. Because of the internal chaos, the Xihai sword god is banned from overseas. The more he needs to absorb the power of the evil faction, he will surely welcome his arrival.

Needless to say, Tonglu, as a proud disciple of Xihai Sword God, must play the most important role in this plan.

He frowned slightly. "The gap between the realms is too great. Even if we can sneak into the West Sea to approach him, we have no chance."

The winter said: "What I need is your wisdom, the nature of killing others is someone else."

A man wearing a lichen came in.

Winter said: "Mr. Hard."

The man shook his head, took off his hat, and looked at Tong Yan, saying, "In the battle of Yuntai, he confronted the real head of Qingshan and cut the Yuntai with sword. The loss is not small, if you can let me confirm within five years His specific position, then I launched a positive sword kill within ten miles, there should be a 40% chance, if you can come up with a better way, then naturally it is a better thing. "

This is an old man, with a few black hairs in his white hair, his eyes are blind, the breath is quiet, but there is a cold feeling.

Who dares to say that there is a 40% chance that the frontal sword will kill the Xihai Sword God?

Tong Yan guessed the identity of the other party, and looked suddenly, and prayed: "I have seen Mr. Pei."

Even if the other three hadn't guessed, listening to Pei Zi also knew each other's identity, shocked and speechless.

Pei Baifa, the unfaithful master!

Su Ziye and Tonglu quickly got out of bed and saluted the old man.

This respect has exceeded the points of righteousness and evil, the hatred of the school.

This is a natural homage of practitioners to the big things in the heaven.

"You discuss this with Mr. Pei."

After the winter, he said to Tong Yan: "The first son Jiantong Tonglu, you understand the reason."

Tong Yan nodded.

Since the Xihai Sword School is the inheritance of the Wuhai Island in the South China Sea, Tonglu's use of the first child sword is naturally the most appropriate thing, and it is also convenient for him to gain the trust of the Xihai sword god after returning to the Xihai.

He Zhan thought to himself that the sword had returned to him. Why did he give it away, spread his hands, and looked at Dong Dong pitifully and asked, "What about me?"

After ignoring him for the winter, he went straight out and prepared to leave.

He Zhan chased her as soon as she gritted her teeth, chasing her at the loofah shed on the west side of the vegetable garden.

"Wait a minute, I have a question."

He gasped and said, "You must answer me today."

At this time, he was sure that the other party would definitely give the answer today, not as anxious as he looked.

Because the winter did not fly away directly.

"What is it?" She asked.

He Zhan asked: "Why do you do these things in these years? To me!"

Winter said: "I have given an explanation."

Where did He Zhan believe and said, "Why didn't you look so good to Tong Yan? Why didn't you give him those dragon bones?"

Winter said: "He is a disciple of Zhongzhou School. There are many good things in Yunmeng Mountain, and I don't need to worry about it."

He Zhan said, "Do you think I can believe it?"

Winter said: "It has nothing to do with me."

He Zhan asked: "If you are my mother-in-law, then how do I think it is related to you?"

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It's late spring and early summer, and the loofah is not yet fully ripe, but it is the most beautiful season.

It hangs on the vine, is blown by the wind, and shakes gently, like an object made of jadeite, and it will drip green.

A light breeze passed through the melons and vines, and the coolness in the shadow fell on He Zhan and the winter.

It was quiet in the melon shed, and there was no sound at all, probably because the problem came too suddenly, unexpectedly and unexpectedly.

He Zhan himself thought this question was absurd.

The winter is even more ridiculous, and said seriously: "Of course not."

Of course, He Zhan never thought that she was her own mother. After all, she was still very young, but she did n’t know why, and was a little disappointed to hear this answer.

Over the winter, he looked at the expression on his face and said, "Your mother is my young girl."

He Zhan opened his eyes wide and didn't say anything for a while, but didn't tremble until a long time ago, "So, are you my aunt?"