The Path Toward Heaven

Yinsan didn't avoid Xuanyin's ancestor, and opened the box directly in front of him.

Inside the box is a jade book with some names written on it.

I don't know how many years have passed, those names are still bright red, because not cinnabar, but essence blood.

The expression of Xuanyin's ancestor changed slightly.

These names left in the jade book with the essence of blood are naturally not official guests but old members.

There is no jade book in Jianxi, and even if you know these names, you cannot use them.

Who are these people?

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Qinglai Xilai Peak.

Several disciples had difficulty suppressing their excitement, and had no intention of organizing their files, and from time to time they looked out to the sky outside the peak.

The brothers who went to Xihai are coming back, thinking about the news that shakes the whole continent, how can they not be excited?

Fang Jingtian, the master of Xilaifeng, was sitting in the uppermost chair, holding a teapot, looking at these pictures with a smile, and was not angry. The silver eyebrows fluttered in the wind and seemed extraordinarily leisurely, just like an ordinary rich man in the countryside.

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Shuiyue Temple is more than ten miles away.

The cascade slowly floated from the dark pit, fluttered with the wind, and then spread out, turning into countless golden verses and returning to the body of the monks.

The righteous sect encircles and suppresses the Lao Lin, this is a major event in the spiritual world, and it is natural to make every preparation.

Before the Qingshan Sect took Daze and other sects to the West Sea, the master abbot of Guocheng Temple and the chief master of the sea crossing the sea came with 18 ascetic monks to suppress the breath of the Ming Department. Today it is finally time to leave.

The abbot of Guocheng Temple saluted the green curtain in the sky and proclaimed the Buddha's number.

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Cold mountain.

He Wei, the head of Kunlun, has been standing outside the gorge for several days.

Some ash remained not far away, that was Song Qianji's body.

The clear light in the sky has disappeared, and the head of Zhongzhou has left.

He Wei was about to leave. Suddenly he felt something was wrong. He turned and looked again into the depths of the canyon.

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Reefs in the West China Sea.

The ancestor Xuanyin sighed and said: "The strength of the Xihai sword faction is mostly lost. Qingshan no longer needs to worry about it and regain control of the old Lao Lin ... You didn't do anything, just went to the South China Sea and said a few words. You. Real people, you are really God-man. "

Yin San waved his hand and said, "Where, I'm just good at mixing fish and fish."

"But I think it's not just about doing these things."

Xuanyin's ancestor looked at him with a smile and said with a smile: "The West King Sun valued Liu as ten years old. It makes sense, but what about you?"

Yin San was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed, said: "What do you think of my smile?"

Xuanyin Patriarch extended his thumbs up and praised: "Clean, dear, who can see that you are a lunatic?"

Yin San said: "Don't you think Liu Shisui is very similar to me?"

Ancestor Xuanyin didn't know what to say.

Yin San looked at the chaotic reef on the sea, and the smile on his face gradually faded away.

The chaotic reefs slowly flew up in his eyes, left the sea, dried by the sun, flew back into the extremely high sky, gathered together, changed back to the suspended mountain, and then was wrapped in clouds again.

Deep in the clouds, there is a quiet room at the end of the cliff, and the window faces the West Sea.

Liu Shisui stood in front of the window and looked silently at the Mo-like sea, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he walked back to the table and continued to read the files. His expression was focused and serious, and he didn't see any irritability.

Yin San looked quietly over there, his eyes full of shadows from his youth.

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The peak of the end of the god.

Jing Jiu stood on the edge of the cliff.

He looked quietly at Shang Defeng in the distance, without the shadow of his youth.

There is no change between him now and that year, so he does not need to remember, and naturally has no emotion.

It's just that what he thinks now is related to Shang Defeng.

Who actually released Brother Shi from the jail?

Master, Yuanqi whale, Fang Jingtian or ... corpse dog?

In the small mountain village, he calculated many times, did two trials, but no answer.

Because the result of the temptation is good, and those answers are not logically true.

After Senior Brother escaped from Qingshan, the Western King Sun Cai suddenly appeared in Xihai. Is there any connection between these two things?

He suddenly thought of the ghost head of the muddy water, and his eyes became sharp.

Yes, he had thought about this problem at the beginning. If Lao Lin Zhen colluded with the Underworld Department, why would the three disciples of the Master Master kill the Chengzhou School Wei Chengzi?

It turned out that it was Brother.

Liu Shisui joined Breu Lin.

Bu Laolin assassinated Zhao Layue.

The impetus and evidence to eliminate Bu Lao Lin are sufficient.

It was just that Senior Brother should not have thought that Luo Huainan would die, which was equivalent to adding another fire to his firewood.

Why did Brother do these things?

Naturally, it was not that he wanted to return to the world.

Yes, my brother didn't like the old guy on the Wuhai Island in the South China Sea. I wanted to kill him long ago, but I couldn't find a way.

Then he had a reason to deal with the Xihai sword faction.

What is the reason?

Because Liu Shisui feels too much like himself, so help?

Jing Jiu no longer thinks about these problems.

He does not know who can get the most benefit from this matter. He only knows that the muddy the water, the easier it is to touch the fish, but the more likely it is that something will happen.

So in this situation, he never went into the water.

If there is no benefit, there is no harm.

Qingshan is fine if nothing happens.

It was the same sentence as the Meihui Road War.

He is willing to spend time and energy to think about this, not because of responsibility or obligation, but for an extremely simple reason.

This is his green hill.

Zhao Layue, Gu Qing and Yuan Qu approached him and looked out of the peak.

More than two hundred sword lights illuminate the sky, and soon came between the nine peaks.

Qingshan disciples returned to the mountain.

The action against Bulao Lin ended.

Gu Qing said softly: "The news came back that Liu Shisui didn't come back together, and no one knew where he was."

Jing Jiu did not respond, and extended his right hand.

Zhao Layue summoned the Firth sword.

Jing Jiu raised his right hand with two fingers and pinched a sword tactic.

The Firth sword broke through the sky, turned into a blood rainbow, and disappeared into the blue sky instantly.

Fu Sijian had only been there a few days ago. The route is very clear. There is no need to separate the sword and guide. Jing Jiu will be a lot easier.

Looking at the sword light remaining in the sky, Yuan Qu asked curiously: "I didn't understand that night. Wasn't it the sky to be able to swim in the sky?"

Zhao Layue looked at Jing Jiuyi and said: "Jian You is not a sword kill. The goal is to set in advance, and you can avoid it by simply moving."

This is certainly good, but it is not the whole truth.

Yuan Qu wanted to ask again, Gu Qing took him away with a smile, and went to Xijianxi to greet the returning fellow.

Shen Mofeng is accustomed to being alone, but someone like this will always come forward.