The Path Toward Heaven

The young son's surname is Li, and his father is the prince of Ohara Castle, so he waits for the prince of Ohara Castle.

Because of the strict tutoring, he doesn't have many fox friends, but it is inevitable that there will be a lot of entertainment.

Last night, he was invited to dinner by a friend.

The friend knew that if he was in the city, he would not dare to set foot in the blue building, so he chose the location beside the creek outside the city.

There are several yards where food and girls are expensive.

Where did Li Gongzi see such a situation, sitting on the mat like a needle felt, after being filled with a few glasses of wine, he could no longer sit back, and slipped out of the head by Xiao Jie.

The yard is far in the mountains, the night is deep, he lost his way in a panic, walked along the stream, and came to this pool full of lotus flowers.

He dared not walk at will, holding his knees on the hillside and staying up all night.

After his friend and the man in the yard found out, he was naturally anxious, but he searched outside the mountain. Why did he think he was on the upper stream.

After sitting in the middle of the night, Li Gongzi's body was already stiff, and the morning light appeared. He greedily went to see the lotus flowers, but he didn't stand still.

Fortunately, there were two people by the water.

Jing Jiu wouldn't naturally inquire about these things, this is what Li Gongzi said himself.

Li Gongzi followed them all the way back to the temple, and kept talking about his affairs. If the distance was further away, he might tell his life all over again.

Jing Jiu and Dongdong didn't care about him, and he didn't care, until he was stopped by the old nun, he stopped talking, and some reluctantly turned and left.

In the early morning of the next day, Li Gongzi came to the temple again, carrying several carts, all of which were prepared gifts.

He made a special trip to thank Jing Jiu.

What he wanted to see was of course the weak and indifferent girl in the wheelchair, but how could he directly ask to see her, this is a matter of basic etiquette.

Jing Jiu didn't see him. To be precise, the old nun didn't communicate.

Li Gongzi was not angry, looking back at the big car gifts, thinking that he was indeed too tacky.

In the next few days, Li Gongzi will visit the temple every day.

After being rejected by Lao Ni, he would stand outside the temple for half an hour and then leave. He seemed very self-cultivated but persistent.

If there is no rain and wind, there will be a big sun, which is uncomfortable no matter what the situation is outside the temple in midsummer.

Li Gongzi insisted on coming naturally that he wanted to show his sincerity and impress people with perseverance and determination.

The problem is that the two people in the temple can't be touched by such things.

On the hottest day, Li Gongzi didn't show up. The old nun was a little surprised and finally settled down.

As the night rose, he appeared outside the temple again.

He did not disturb Lao Ni, summoned the courage to walk into the temple, and was taken aback by the big horse on the grass.

Who will keep horses like cats and dogs?

Li Gongzi booed at the horse and walked to the front of the stone bridge.

There was a layer of mist on the other side of the bridge, and the picture was unclear, but he believed that the girl in the wheelchair was there.

He released the Guqin, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to play.

The sound of gurgling water appeared in the night.

At the beginning, he was very uneasy. He was afraid that Mr. Ni would come over and push himself, even more so that the elder brother would come and beat himself.

It's still early, but the girl's body is weak. Maybe she slept earlier than others. She used the sound of the piano to disturb her dreams. She was also asked to be beaten ...

Thinking of these things, the piano sound was slightly chaotic, and then returned to normal.

The old nun didn't show up, and Jing Jiu didn't jump out to kill him. There was silence in the temple, only the sound of the piano.

Suddenly hoofing sounded.

The horse stepped over and stood beside him listening.

Li Gongzi didn't feel embarrassed, but he was very happy. The piano sounded a little cheerful.

After half an hour, he finished playing, got up and carried the Guqin, greeted the horse, and turned away.

When he walked out of the temple, he could no longer suppress his emotions, he cried happily, and then quickly covered his mouth.

In the following days, Li Gongzi did not bask in the sun outside the temple, or was hit by wind and rain, but only "dive" into the temple after night and played several songs.

No one came to control him, just that the horse would stop and listen, he was still very happy.

As long as the piano sound is here, she will always be heard.

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At the end of the stone bridge, there is no mist.

In the round window of the Zen room, Jing Jiu sat down with the winter, listening quietly to the piano.

Jing Jiu can't play the piano.

Winter won the piano first in the May Fair, but he also can't play the piano.

But they can hear the sound of the piano.

Li Gongzi's piano sound is very good, very clean.

So they did not rush people.

The song just now was running water.

Now it's Liangyue Yin.

Jing Jiu knew that he would be here tonight.

In this way, the days went silently like running water.

Accompanied by piano sounds, it seems that the summer is no longer so difficult, and it is gradually dissipating.

One night, the piano sound did not appear.

Jing Jiu and Dong Dong glanced at each other and said nothing.

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In those days that followed, the sound of the piano never appeared again.

Li Gongzi has never been to the temple.

Many things are lost, or are about to be lost, to feel precious.

Jing Jiu didn't think how precious that piano sound was, but occasionally he still remembered it.

He and the winter continue to rest in the temple, until the leaves outside the round window are red.

After watching the autumn scenery for a few more days, it was time to leave.

Old Ni is not a cultivator, Shou Yuan will be exhausted, it seems that it is usual to leave, but in fact it is difficult to see you again.

Winter said a few words with her, and she pushed the wheelchair out of the temple.

Old Ni withdrew his eyes and looked at Jing Jiu, said: "Daughter Dong looks cold, but she is really heart-warming. Please take good care of her."

Jing Jiu said, "I will."

Old Ni asked again: "How to dispose of the gift left by Li Gongzi."

"You can use it yourself."

Jing Jiu continued: "I took that horse away, you don't have to keep it."

Thinking about something, Old Ni took out a box and said, "This gift is too precious to be kept."

Inside the box is a pill, exuding a faint aroma, which is actually a panacea for monks.

This Elixir is extremely precious than ordinary people. Even as Li Gongzi, it is extremely difficult to get such a Elixir.

He should be asking for this winter medicine.

Jing Jiu wouldn't care about this level of panacea, and knew that it would be useless for winter, but he took it after thinking about it.

Then he accidentally found the logo of Bao Shuju on the box.

I do n’t know if Li Taishou knew the treasure tree and lived in the east, or had a relationship with Gu.

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Jing Jiu's next winter destination is in Yu County, and he will have to cross Ohara Castle.

Ohara City is extremely prosperous and very lively. Even in the car, you can hear a lot of sounds.

Suddenly there was a piano sound in front, and then there was laughter.

Jing Jiu lifted the car curtain and looked around, and found a Tsing Yi piano player on the street corner, looking down at Guqin in front of him.

The luthier didn't know why he was laughed at, and didn't make any excuses. The fingers that fell on the strings were shaking slightly, and I wonder if it was embarrassment or sad.

It seems to be a disappointed person. The clothes are simple but extremely clean. The nails are also trimmed very clean. Even the Guqin is very well maintained.

"Aren't you going to blame your dad? Then play the first June snow."

"This Guqin should be worth some money. Why don't you sell it?"

"Selling paintings can be deceived, can selling piano become smart?"

"Li Gongzi, people like you are still staying at home honestly, don't think so much."

A kind neighborhood showed up to disperse the crowd.

The luthier raised his head and showed a self-deprecating smile on his face, which was Li Gongzi, who had not seen him for a long time.

It's just that he didn't know what had happened, and described haggard, there was a white star in the temple.

Jing Jiu looked towards the winter and found that she was looking out the window.

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Ohara Castle is a large city. There are naturally many medical museums, as well as the medical museum Jing Jiu wants to find.

This time he didn't go to see the flower on the forehead of the medical hall, went straight in, and took off the hat.

The doctor quickly ushered him into the quiet room. Before he could digest the shock, he was shocked and speechless again because of Jing Jiu's problems.

What happened recently in Taishoufu?

This little thing deserves your attention?

The doctor thought in this way, but he still told the matter honestly.

Three years ago, Li Taishou had a break, and asked the second prince Jing Yao to be the prince.

At that time, His Majesty ignored it and could be regarded as protecting him.

The ministers who supported Jing Xin in the court did not forget this matter.

After the Zhenmo prison incident, the situation in the court became more complicated, and the various struggles hidden behind the scenes became more intense.

Both sides tore their faces, and Li Taishou became their main target of attack.

No official could withstand the investigation, and Li Taishou was easily found to be involved in a heavy bribery case a few years ago, and his office was immediately removed.

The tree fell down and everyone pushed it. The Li family who moved out of the Taishou Mansion had a miserable life. Li Taishou fell ill in bed and stayed a few days ago, but disappeared the other day.

In addition to the grief of Li Gongzi, he gave birth to great anger and unwillingness. He felt that his father was incorrupt, and he must have offended all the princes in the dynasty. So he began to file a grievance for his father and wanted to reverse the case.

If you want to clean up your grievances, you can't just rely on reason, more importantly, money.

Li Gongzi became a seller and finally opened some doors to meet a dear friend of Lu Guogong in Yu County.

This was the critical moment to send money. Li Gongzi did not hesitate to take out the most valuable and last thing in the family, and asked a friend who had known him for many years to sell it.

That is an ancient painting uploaded by Li Jiazu.

When Li Gongzi changed his property, it was the friend who helped him, so he didn't care.

Who would have thought that the friend ran away with that ancient painting ...

Now Li Gongzi has no other choice but to be forced into a hurry to play the piano on the street and want to raise some money.

After hearing this, Jing Jiu said nothing.

The doctor looked at him and said, "That bribery case is true, at least there is nothing wrong with it."

Of course Jing Jiu understands, not to mention that bribery case, it was the last resort to invite Li Jingyao, and that Li Taishou was also speculating.

How old was Jing Yao at that time?Lu Guogong must be able to see clearly, otherwise he will definitely keep this person, why should Li Gongzi still find a way to get acquainted with Lu Guogong's cronies.

Jing Jiu was about to leave.

The doctor remembered a big event and quickly said, "The Zhongzhou faction is settled. I will report it to you."

Does Jing Jiuxin think he doesn't need to ask himself now?

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Li Gongzi returned home, released the Guqin and laid it out carefully, and walked into the backyard.

The current home is far from the Taishou Mansion, and even the servant has only an old man left, but the yard was cleaned by him.

Looking at the figure in the stove, he rubbed his face, piled a smile and walked over, said: "Mum, with your craft, you can't cook with salted fish. Let me come."

While talking, there was a muffled noise in the courtyard.

He was startled and turned to look around and found it was a box.

The box is full of gold leaves.

Li Gongzi was startled again.

A moment later, he woke up and hurriedly pushed open the side door of the backyard and chased down the street.

There are no figures on either side, only a carriage is leaving.

Recognizing the horse, Li Gongzi showed a pleasant smile on his face, ran a few steps over there, and shouted after waving ...

He stopped and his right hand fell slowly.

He didn't speak, watching the carriage go away, giving birth to thousands of emotions, and burst into tears.

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The winter did not ask why, and Jing Jiu did not say this again.

There are more important things, such as the date of the Zhongzhou faction has been officially set, just three years later.

Undoubtedly, this is the biggest event in the practice world after Jingyang's ascension.

The Zhongzhou faction had sent an invitation to the Qingshan Sect very early. Bai Zao carefully reminded Jingjiu a few times that there must be great benefits.

This is a very common thing in spiritual practice, and any event must always have some decent worthy deity, just like the colorful head mentioned by ordinary people.

But the things brought out by the Zhongzhou faction this time were too precious, and they were actually a longevity fairy mortal.

Of course, there are corresponding rules, otherwise it will eventually evolve into a few celestial robberies, so what is the point.

Jing Jiu will go.

There are several ways to heal the injury of winter, and the most direct and perfect method is Xianqi irrigation.

The fairy spirit mentioned here is not a description of temperament, not a fairy fluttering, but a true fairy family.

Xianxian has no fairy spirit, so he can't.

Before Jingyang, the last person to ascend into the sky was the white blade.

White Blade was the head of the Zhongzhou School at that time. Now Bai Zhenren's grandmother is Bai Zao's grandmother.

His generation of monks are used to calling them Bai Xianren.

If the 500-year history of Chaotian Continent was written by him and his brother, Bai Xianren played a similar role thousands of years ago.

And her influence has continued until now, because after she ascended, she left a few immortals.

The Zhongzhou faction once used one of the immortals to seriously injure the emperor, suppressing him in the demon prison for hundreds of years.

The immortal mortal mortal that the Zhongzhou faction brought out this time is not the treasure of that rank, but a pair of decantal mortals.

The deputy is also an immortal . If the immortal energy inside is enough for ordinary people, it is enough to wash the roots and replace bones, and embark on the road of cultivation. If the practitioners get it, they can extend their lives for decades.

No one knows how much Shouyuan can grow, because no one has ever used it.

"What do you want to do with such a large capital under Yunmeng Mountain this time?"

The winter brows frowned slightly.

Jing Jiu did not want to see her worry about the country and the people, saying, "Don't think so much, it's for you."

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(My first marriage with the leader is not to show off, but to think of a story that has been said many times. Only a virgin can write that kind of novel, so there are few love talks, or it is better to write romance novels. Love and romance are mainly based on feelings and people. In the last three chapters, I have written very seriously, and everyone has responded well ... Well, but I still do n’t write romance content! Writing a story is the author ’s communication with readers, discussion, and night I said when I wanted to talk to you about what love is. The postscript is very clear. These chapters are also chatting. It ’s not about being fearless, not about being tempted, being liked is a good thing, if you do n’t like each other, then I am grateful. Turning away is the best. Leaving is a skill that everyone should learn. But some skills do not need to be practiced. For example, when I was young, I drank too much and used Mr. Shan Tianfang ’s I ’m learning football broadcasting from my throat. I want to come now, and my friends must be embarrassed. The story of the Zhongzhou School is about to officially start. To be precise, it should be officially started in the latter part of tomorrow ’s chapter. Save the manuscript, there is only super control ability ... This is to show off. As for how Jing Jiu got that longevity fairy ... I want to know what happened next, and listen to the next decomposition, everyone, goodbye, good night.)