The Path Toward Heaven

After speaking this sentence over the winter, the garden house was quiet for a long time.

At that time, Pei Baifa was calculated by Tian Jinren, and was defeated by the sword god of the West Sea. The loss was serious. After many years of retreat to repair the realm, it was still the time when the lamp was dry.

Tong Yan had already accounted for this reason, and was silent.

He Zhan suddenly said, "What can I do?"

There are Tonglu and Su Ziye in this bureau. The most important Mr. Pei is certainly not lacking, but without his name.

Tong Yan's layout of this bureau is already a contribution. Does he do nothing?

Winter said: "You have cleaned your intestines for half a year at Baotong Zen Academy. It should be clean. Let me go to Guocheng Temple."

If it was usual, He Zhan would definitely shout that he should not be a monk, but at this time he just watched the winter quietly and did not speak.

After all, dear is dear.

Tong Yan figured out what would happen to his friends next, smiled and said goodbye.

He left the vegetable garden where he lived for a long time and walked down the mountain along the path paved with stones.

When he came to the village covered by mist, he looked back, and the two large characters on the forehead of the Baotong Buddhist Temple were faintly visible.

He silently thought that Mr. Pei was seeking death. Even if it was successful, how could he not die?

If you want to change the final outcome, unless other sect of righteousness sects together, but Guocheng Temple will not do it, and Zhongzhou and Qingshan ... will not move.

The sword of the Xihai sword fell to the cloud platform, and also excused Zhongzhou and Qingshan.

Mr. Pei can shoot, that is because of the grievance between Wuenmen and Xihai Sword School, but also because of the grievance between him and Xihai Sword God.

What more can he do?

No matter how strong the calculation power is, sometimes it is poor. Who can calculate everything between the world and the world?

Hearing that Jing Jiu's state was stagnant, he had left Qingshan and went to the outside world to think of ways to break through the environment.

Many monks will try to travel around the world when the state is stagnant, looking for opportunities to break through the situation, but not everyone can get what they want.

In fact, the losers will always be the majority. There are still many monks who gradually give up hope in the process of traveling all over the world, and send their affection between the mountains and rivers, and finally sleep with the mountains and rivers.

Tong Yan believed that Jing Jiu would not have such an ending, because he played chess with Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu didn't count the whole game clearly, and he definitely wouldn't fall off, so he must have calculated everything behind before leaving Qingshan.

But what's the point of counting everything?

Mr. Pei used the last three years of his life to do this because he wanted to do it, not because he had figured it out and could do it.

What about me?

My life is eight hundred years long. It seems to be long, but it is actually the last eight hundred years.

What should I do for the last eight hundred years?

Thinking of these things, Tong Yan turned and walked into the mountain village in the fog.

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As Tong Yan thought, Jing Jiu had already calculated everything before leaving Qingshan, unless there were some variables from outside.

Jing Jiu will not think about what he should do for the last few hundred years of his life.

If there are only three hundred years now, then strive for another five hundred years.

If there are eight hundred years, we must strive to live to three thousand years old.

If you have three thousand years old, you have to fight for more.

What is the meaning of the day and night, to fight for ten thousand years.

Monasticism is always about seeking longevity.

So he does not have the concept of how many years are left, only specific days, hours, and moments.

Every day, every hour, every moment, he is practicing.

This is his life in the demon prison.

His discussion with the Hades finally ended.

Soul Fire Royal has been completely mastered by him, and then he pushed the prototype of the sword ghost self-cultivation method, and the next thing to do is to confirm.

After a long discussion, Emperor Xing also fully understood his thoughts and ideas. He could not help being surprised, but there was one thing he didn't understand.

This is the Taichang Prison in the Zhenmo Prison. It is completely isolated from the outside world and cannot absorb the spirit of the world. How do you practice breaking through the environment?

If you don't practice breaking through the border, how can you raise a sword ghost?

If there is no sword ghost, how do you prove this new and powerful Taoism?

Jing Jiu did not explain, saying: "I may sleep for a long time. If something happens, please wake me up."

Even if it is closed, if there is any movement in the outside world, it will make the monk wake up from the state of meditation.

Jing Jiu needs the Wong Emperor to wake himself up, indicating that he is ready to sink into the deepest part of his consciousness, where he will complete the Taoist law.

After saying this, he did not immediately begin to meditate, but took out a bamboo chair and lay down, then closed his eyes.

Looking at the bamboo chair, the emperor's translucent face appeared curious, thinking it must be very comfortable. Do you want to make one according to the style?

Jing Jiu began to sleep.

Whether it was the sound of grass growing, the sound of petals opening, the humming of mosquitoes, and the sound of chopsticks breaking, he didn't wake him up.

Several days later, he was still asleep, and his posture did not change, and his eyelids did not tremble once.

Emperor Ming stood in front of the bamboo chair, looked at his face, and said with emotion: "Good sleeping beauty."

He is the Emperor of the Hades, and he always holds his identity. When Jing Jiu is awake, it is not easy to say anything. At this time, Jing Jiu is asleep, and he finally said the admiration that he endured for a long time.

For many days to come, Jing Jiu was still sleeping, and the Emperor Ming was watching. He felt that Jing Jiu's practice was a little strange. It was different from Qingshan Sect, and it was even different from the Ming Department. What changes is like really sleeping.

No matter how good things look, it will still be a bit boring for a long time.

The emperor cut some flowers and trees, and wanted to make a bamboo chair, but found that the materials were different and could not do anything, so he set up a soft couch.

He lay on the flower tree couch and looked at Jing Jiu in his deep sleep. He still felt that the bamboo chair seemed more comfortable, and he worried that Jing Jiu would crush the bamboo chair after a long sleep.

Thinking about this, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Jing Jiu was still lying on the bamboo chair, but he felt a lot lighter.

The King of Emperor got up and walked to the bamboo chair, only to realize that Jing Jiu's body did not touch the bamboo chair, but left a distance of two fingers wide, which was equivalent to floating.

If you let others see this scene, you might think that Jing Jiu has become a ghost.

Emperor Xing knew not because he had seen similar pictures.

After the third repair of Soul Fire, Soul Fire will assume a stable floating attitude, exactly the same as Jing Jiu's situation.

Looking at Jing Jiu in the deep sleep, the Emperor Hades thoughtfully, and his expression gradually dignified.

Judging from the current state, Jing Jiu should have no problems. As for why his body will float like a soul fire, the Emperor Hades vaguely gave rise to some speculation.

He grabbed the array from the flower tree couch and walked towards the periphery of the verdant valley.

Walking to a cliff, he looked at the chaotic darkness in front of him and remained silent for a long time.

He didn't look up at the blue sky because the sky was fake and the valley was fake. Only this chaotic darkness was true.

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(Suddenly I like Emperor Ming. By the way, two sentences of Jing Jiu's appearance. The reason why he wrote so beautifully is because when writing the Di Tian Ji, some readers urged that the protagonist of the next book must be beautiful and beautiful. I just happened to be special I like the god of rebirth, and I like Yang Rui. I think Meimei is really very cool, and it is very cheap, so I tried to make Jing Jiumeimei deliberately, but then I found that there is a problem with writing in the Avenue, that is ... Master Jing Jiu doesn't fall in love, so what's the point of his beauty, besides letting those who love him hate because of love, and covering his forehead ... In addition, I recommend the new book of doctor Zhiran Cun Ling Ran , This is not a friendly advertisement, because he and I did n’t seem to have added it on WeChat, it was just a recommendation from a loyal reader. This book is really good ... Of course, the actor is still a beautiful and nonsense person.)