The Path Toward Heaven

Bai Zao said: "Brother Tong Yan did not know, and he refused to tell me even where he went."

She had previously felt that something was about to happen, which was related to it.

Three years ago, Tong Yan disappeared for a while. After returning to the mountain, he was completely silent about what happened.

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "It's okay."

He said it was all right, Bai Zao was relieved a lot.

Although her realm is much higher than him, it may be the experience on the snowfield, which makes her have unimaginable trust in him.

She suddenly noticed that Jing Jiu was wearing a cloth shirt today.

She raised her hand and moved her fingers on the slightly rough surface of the cloth shirt, asking curiously, "What about that white dress?"

Jing Jiu said: "White clothes are made of sky silk, which is relatively rare."

In fact, there are many white clothes at the end of the God's Peak, but one is less.

He ruined three white clothes in Zhenmo Prison, which made him a little uneasy, so he changed to cloth clothes when he came out.

"Sky silk ... Is it in the snowfield, that ... silk in the cocoon?"

Bai Zao asked, his face reddish.

Jing Jiu said: "It should be similar."

Bai Zao didn't know what to think, watching him a little fascinated.

Jing Jiu didn't pay attention and reached out to catch a begonia flower falling from the tip, silent.

No matter how rare the celestial silk cherishes, it can still be found after all, but the woman who used the celestial silk to make clothes for herself ... certainly would not be willing to do it for herself.

At this time, the twilight was thicker, and the petals showed strange colors, like the colorful in the verdant valley of the town of demons.

Jing Jiu thought of the Emperor Ming, his brother ’s notes, the words of his old friend, and suddenly wanted to see it.

For countless years, whether at Shangdefeng or Shenmofeng, he rarely has to look elsewhere to visit his old friends.

Today this idea appeared naturally in his heart, and it was extremely clear.

He is not going to see winter.

That woman is too troublesome.

But he can go and see her.

When Jing Jiu looked at the petals in his palm, Bai Zao was looking at his face, each having his own thoughts.

The tree under the sunset, the young men and women under the tree, the picture is very beautiful.

Suddenly a crisp bell sounded.

Bai Zao turned and looked, and saw a 14- to 15-year-old standing at the gate of the back garden, looking nervous.

Thinking that he was looking at Jing Jiu's picture, he might have been seen by this young man. Bai Zao was a little embarrassed and said to Jing Jiu: "I'll come to see you later in a few days."

Jing Jiu said, "I'm leaving Chaoge City."

Bai Zao thought he was going back to Qingshan. He was a bit disappointed but didn't say anything. He just reminded him not to forget the Yunmeng Conference a few years later.

Ordinary people often say when they say goodbye, don't forget the dinner after a few days.

Congregations of monks often take years as the unit of time.

The difference between the two sometimes makes people sad.

Both the former and the latter have sad parts and truths.

After Bai Zao left Jingzhai, the white cat stepped out from behind Jingli, and the bell between his necks made a clear sound.

Jing Li's blushing red face was about to cry out loud and said, "Little ... Uncle, I didn't mean it."

Jing Jiu knew that he must have been forced by Liu Ada, so he would not blame him.

As for why Liu Ada wanted him to interrupt his conversation with Bai Zao, instead of being understood by Jing Jiu before, now he already knew.

"It's okay, let's play."

Jing Jiu picked up the white cat from the ground, hugged it in his arms and turned towards the room.

Jing Li confirmed that Mimi was indeed an uncle's cat and not a monster, and she laughed happily, clapped her palms and ran to the back garden, her voice as crisp as a bell.

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Twilight subsided, night came, and the flower hall was brightly lit. Jing Li and his family whispered about the day and ate dinner.

Jing Jiu sat in the shadow of the room, looking at the falling flower in his hand, silent.

Just then, Gu Qing finished his day's work and returned to Jingzhai from the palace.

He has lived here for the past three years. Only in the last ten days or so has he been taken over by the Zhao family together with the Jing family.

Speaking of this matter, Gu's firm was somewhat unwilling.

It's just that this is Chaoge City. No matter how thoughtful Gu's work is and how rich it is, there is no possibility of arguing with Zhao.

Gu Qing went to the flower hall first, and was concerned about Jingli's study and Jingshang's work in Taichang Temple as usual. When he heard Jingli's words, he couldn't help but stunned.

He clenched his fists as a gift, and turned out of the flower hall with the Jing family's staring smile.

He came to the room with the fastest speed, pushed the door in, and said in surprise: "Master, are you back?"

While speaking, he had already worshipped.

Jing Jiu took up the flower in his palm and looked at him and said, "Get up."

Gu Qing was happy, curious, and worried. After watching him stop talking, he dared not ask anything.

"I have been in the demon prison for the past three years."

"The sword ghost's problem is solved."

"The man who escaped from the Zhenmo Prison is me."

"The Emperor Hades was released by me."

Jing Jiu answered all the questions in Gu Qing ’s mind with the simplest four sentences, and he did not forget to add questions: "Do you think I am doing this wrong?"

Gu Qing had basically fully grasped the situation at this time, and guessed that Master came to Chaoge City to enter the magic prison of the town, just to find Emperor Ming to learn how to solve the problem of sword ghosts.

To say that Jing Jiu did these things right?A disciple of Qingshan actually went into the town of Devil Prison privately, learned the Emperor of the Underworld privately, and even released the Emperor of the Hades, and finally even released the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, which directly led to the tragic death of the Zhongshan sent Zhenshan god beast ... Is there one of these things right ?

Gu Qing has been a sword boy in Liangwang Peak since he was a child. He received the orthodox education of the Gu family and Qingshan. He could not understand the things Jing Jiu did.But he is an apprentice, can he still accuse Jing Jiu of doing something wrong?A thousand words only ended up in one sentence: "Master ... This kind of thing is too dangerous. Be careful in the future."

Looking back on the Zhenmo Prison for three years, the most troublesome time was naturally when he came out and was suddenly intercepted by the spirit of the Canglong, but until then the situation was still under control. He believed that the Emperor Ming knew his thoughts, just as he knew the Emperor Ming. idea.

No one actually saw the most dangerous moment, including those sky-shattering creatures in the virtual realm at the time.

At that time, Canglong again used the pot to make himself into a small black snake in the muddy water. The white cat stared at it in the ruins, ready to step forward and tear it into pieces.

If it were not for Jing Jiu to appear like a ghost to stop the white cat, then no matter what he and his brother, emperor, and Guo Chengsi thought and arranged, they would be useless.

The Zhongzhou faction and the Qingshan Sect are bound to fight.

Fortunately, those things did not happen.

"I'm going to leave, what are your plans?" Jing Jiu asked Gu Qing.

Gu Qing thought for a while and said: "Of course the disciple wants to go back to Qingshan to practice, but ... if Master needs me to stay in Chaoge City, I will stay."

Jing Jiu said: "Things here are still important, but it is no more than your own spiritual practice. Three years is enough, so come back."

Gu Qing was very happy, thinking that he could finally return to Qingshan, and he did n’t know how the monkeys in the peak had been.

The bell rang softly, and the white cat jumped on the window sill and whined, meaning: come back, come back quickly.