The Path Toward Heaven

Yingxian Valley is quiet.

People looked at Jing Jiu and the green curtain little sedan, their faces filled with shock and puzzlement, and they thought it was ridiculous.

Nan Wang asked angrily what everyone in the room wanted to ask: "What are you doing nonsense? How can Qingshan disciples play on behalf of other factions?"

"Cannot represent Castle Peak, I can only use other methods."

Jing Jiu's tone is very calm, just narrative, no other emotions.

But what he meant was very clear. He asked the conference that he must attend.

Nan forgets his anger and shouts: "Do you want to leave Qingshan and go to Shuiyuean to be a nun!"

Everyone looked at Jing Jiu, waiting for his answer.

For monks, sectarian affiliation is the most important thing, and Jing Jiu's approach is really unbelievable.

What is even more incredible is that Shui Yuean actually agreed.

"Ask that the rules of the General Assembly are not prohibited, so I can represent any denomination without having to leave Castle Peak."

Jing Jiu's expression was still calm, and he took it for granted, as if what he said had nothing to do with the word absurd.

The female disciples of the Xuan Ling Sect opened their eyes wide and showed an incredible expression, saying: "I didn't expect that Mr. Jing Jiu was actually ... actually ..."

"He is such a brazen person."

Suddenly said: "What I promised has not been done, how many years it has been!"

Nan Wang is the most angry and disappointed person because she thinks more.

Jing Jiu actually wanted to fight on behalf of the other factions, Shui Yuean also accepted ... To know that Jing Jiu is a disciple of Jingyang, does this mean even March?

She couldn't allow such a thing to happen. Her sleeves moved slightly, and she was ready to stun Jing Jiu and take it away.

Fang Jingtian looked around, and found that many sectarians who were not in harmony with Qingshan had a lively look on their faces. The Yueqianmen of the Zhongzhou School even smiled and smiled, and said slightly: "This matter will be discussed later. "

After saying this, he walked towards the hidden mountain dwelling in the peak.

When he wanted to come, Qingshan disciples would naturally leave with themselves, and only Jing Jiuyi would be left in place.

Unexpectedly, disciples such as Yao Songshan and Lei Yijing all walked towards Jing Jiu. They were very respectful and saluted the uncle Xiaojie before leaving.

Noting this, Fang Jingtian's eyes were even colder.

Gu Qing did not leave, standing behind Jing Jiu.

Shuiyuean also left.

The little girl who was going to participate in the questioning meeting glared at Jing Jiuyi, thinking that after returning, she must ask Uncle Tai to take back her life.

Jing Jiu took Gu Qing to walk up the mountain, and followed everyone in the mountains from afar.

Even if he wants to fight on behalf of Shui Yue'an, he still has to live in the place of Qingshan Sect, and he is not going to really betray the teacher.

A girl came out with a few cute freckles on her face and bowed to Jing Jiu.

Jing Zong que Niang, the first in three consecutive Meihui chess battles.

She thinks that Tong Yan and Jing Jiu are their husbands on the chessboard. When they meet today, they naturally come to salute.

Jing Jiu nodded slightly and walked past her.

Then several other Daze and Xuanling Sect disciples came out to salute, all of whom were rescued from the snowfield by him.

Lu Jin, Wu Mingzhong, and Yin Qingmo, the three team members who had participated in the road war with him, also came today, and went forward to salute.

Thurse chased up like a little bird, with some admiration and sarcasm, said: "You can, you are so familiar with Shui Yue'an."

Jing Jiu said, "What are you doing with me?"

Curiously thinking about your promise to me?Suddenly, a white shadow flashed from afar, and said with a smile: "The one from your house is here, and I will find time to find something for you."

Jing Jiu understood that the things she wanted to do seemed more troublesome, and it was inconvenient to elaborate on this occasion.

Gu Qing said suddenly: "Master, I'm waiting for you in front."

Jing Jiu looked at the still weak figure of the woman in front of Qingsong Mats.

Twilight leaked from the green pine umbrella cover, turned into countless strands, and fell on the two.

White fluttering.

White skirt fluttering.

What a pair of people.

Seeing this scene, the practitioners in Yingxian Valley felt such emotions.

Those practitioners who participated in the Snowfield Dao Battle that year remembered the pictures of that year.

The practitioners gradually dispersed, leaving the green pines and quiet by the cliff to the two.

This is Yunmeng Mountain. No one wants to dislike Bai Zao Fairy.

"Have ... How is the senior?"

Bai Zao looked at him and asked curiously.

If the winter is really the senior that Brother Tong Yan guessed, why would he lose to the sword god in the West Sea and be rescued by Jing Jiu?

Without waiting for Jing Jiu to speak, she continued: "You have been with her for the past three years? Have you become her disciple, and Shui Yue'an will only agree to represent you in battle?"

She had a lot of problems, but in the process of speaking, she came to an explanation.

This reasoning is very reasonable, and most in line with her wishes.

Jing Jiu didn't expect that she actually guessed that the Xihai man was herself. She was a little surprised and said, "She's not bad."

Bai Zao looked at the iron sword he was carrying, and was a little surprised: "When I was in Chaoge City, I felt that your state had broken through, and I thought the roller blind man had misread it."

Jing Jiu said: "Thinking that someone will come to trouble, hiding some strength."

His tone was very indifferent, but Bai Zao listened but felt very sweet, because it represented trust.

And to change to before, he must be too lazy to explain, she felt that his attitude towards himself really changed a lot.

"Then do you really want to fight on behalf of Shui Yuean?"

Bai Zao worried: "The teacher of Qingshan is afraid that he will not agree, and he will be very angry."

Jing Jiu said, "I don't have a teacher in Qingshan."

Bai Zao remembered that he was a real disciple of Jingyang. Now there is really no one in Qingshan who is his teacher. Suddenly he thought of something. Some later feared, patting his chest and saying, "Fortunately we are not the same class, otherwise Isn't it to call your uncle? "

Jing Jiu Xin thought that it should be Shishuzu.

Bai Zao said seriously: "I don't know the specific situation of the conference this time. I only know that it may be related to the cloud dreamland. I will find out more and tell you again."

Jing Jiu said, "Okay."

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The residence arranged by the Zhongzhou School for Qingshan is the deepest part of Yingxian Valley, and there are more than ten wooden houses scattered in front of the cliff.

Those wooden houses are made of precious hardwoods and are called shed houses.

The reason why there is such a scary name is that those hardwood surfaces have been finely cut with a knife to countless scores, forming extremely beautiful and strange dense lines. It looks like the skin that has fallen off from the snake snake. Comfortable, so is sitting and lying.

Gu Qing led Jing Jiu into a wooden house.

Outside the fence behind the wooden house is the cliff, and the clouds below are misty, quite fairy.

Jing Jiu glanced at him.

Gu Qing summoned the flying sword, which fell silently in the surrounding air, and countless sword lights were woven into a dense net like silk, and then gradually disappeared.

This is a form of Chengtian swordsmanship, which can isolate the prying eyes of the consciousness like some formations.

Jing Jiu was quite satisfied with his realm improvement, and gave two comments.

"Chengtian swordsmanship is the simulation and reconstruction of the battle method, but in the end it is swordsmanship. You should not use it too restrictively and lose your spirit."

Gu Qing listened attentively and said, "Brother Zhuo's mastery of Chengtian swordsmanship is above me, and that day he also used at least four peaks of real swords."

Jing Jiu said: "So what? Can he win the twelfth lunar month?"

Gu Qing was very distressed, thinking that countless eyes at that time watched the aunt really lost, how do you ask me to answer this question?

He said seriously: "Brother Zhuo is really strong."

Jing Jiu released the iron sword and handed it to him. He sat on the floor in front of the fence and looked at the clouds outside the cliff.

Gu Qing holding the iron sword, thinking how can this dialogue continue?

He suddenly thought of a thing and said: "I remembered that before the sword was tested that day, the aunt once said a word to Brother Yuan."

"What's the matter?"

"The younger brother Yuan was somewhat frustrated because of Wang Xiaoming's affairs. Wang Xiaoming was the master of Xuanyin. You were ..."

"Don't mention the unimportant things."

Gu Qingxin thought that it was the person you decided to kill in those days. It took the roller blind man several years to find out. It does n’t matter how.

"Sister Aunt said to the younger brother at that time that the evil power is mostly faked by foreign objects. If she does not suppress the Forth sword now, she can fight the sea ..."

Gu Qingyue felt more and more puzzled and said, "Brother Zhuo can't break the sea no matter how strong he is. If that's the case, why would my aunt lose?"

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "It's such a fool, I don't know what she was thinking in her head."

Gu Qing then understood why Master thought that Wang Xiaoming's things were not important.

Master rarely confessed his true feelings, but he was heard by himself ...

He was so nervous that he didn't know where to put it. Fortunately, a song from Yao Songshan was heard in front of the house.

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The front hall of the Molt House is already full of people.

Fang Jingtian sat at the top, Nan Wang sat on the left, and Tian Guangfeng elder Bai Rujing sat opposite an elder Shi Yuefeng.

The rest of the disciples stood naturally, and Zhuo Rusui was unremarkable in the crowd.

This is the rhythm of Qingshan deliberations.

Jing Jiu walked in, looked at the situation in the house, stood on the spot, and did not mean to salute.

The atmosphere in the room was a little tense.

Gu Qing looked around, moved a chair, put it on Nan Wang's hands, and returned to the crowd.

Jing Jiu was originally satisfied with Gu Qing's performance, but watching him put his chair so close to Nan Wang was a little dissatisfied.

To say trouble, even March naturally takes the lead.

The second is to forget Nan.

Otherwise, how could he retreat in Dongfu?It is better to practice the air on the edge of the cliff.

At that time, Nan Nan, a girl, went crazy on the top of Qingrong Peak every night and sang Nanman love songs towards the opposite side.

Opposite Qingrong Peak is Shenmo Peak.

Very noisy.

Thinking of these things, Jing Jiu sat down on the chair.

The tension in the room suddenly subsided, but it was a little embarrassing.

Gu Qing moved the chair over to remind everyone that his master was the same generation as the four elders.

Deliberations can be done, but do n’t slap on the question.

Nan forgets his temper and asks, "What the hell are you doing with Shui Yuean?"

Jing Jiu said, "Nothing."

Nan Wang rolled his eyes and said, "Why do they agree with you so absurd?"

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "Jingyang real people and Shui Yue'an are old, probably because of this."

This is the answer that Nan Wang least wants to hear.

She hadn't had time to go off, and there was a furious voice in the room.

Bai Rujing said sharply: "You are my disciples from Qingshan, how can you represent the faction to attend the asking meeting!"

Jing Jiu would answer Nan Wang ’s question. Although he was very distracted, he did not look at this person.

Bai Rujing was even more angry and shouted: "This is impossible, unless you want to be expelled from the mountain gate!"

Jing Jiu still ignored, just looked at the ground quietly.

In the crowd, Zhuo Rusui drew his eyelids and looked at the ground.

Everyone in the room was looking at Fang Jingtian except for two people who looked at the ground and Gu Qing who didn't know when to leave.

As the third person in Qingshan after the head of the real person and Jianlu Yuan riding the whale, only he was qualified to make the final decision.

Fang Jingtian said calmly: "There is no such reason, unless you do not regard yourself as a disciple of Qingshan, you can do so."

Jing Jiu still ignored it.

The deliberations became unilateral talks with no return, and the atmosphere in the room was even more awkward.

Gu Qing walked in and carried a cup of tea on the coffee table beside Jing Jiu.

The awkward atmosphere was slightly relieved.

Jing Jiu felt unnecessary, but did not want to brush up the disciple's kindness and took a cup of tea and took a sip.

Bai Rujing was even more angry, pointing at Gu Qing, and said, "I only know how to walk a horse, how can it become a avenue! What kind of master there is, what kind of apprentices are there!"

Now Gu Qing is not only in Jiufeng Mountain, but also has a good reputation in the spiritual circle.

He is the teacher of King Jingyao, and he is extremely meticulous in his work, and he takes good care of the affairs of God's last peak.

But there are also some derogatory comments, saying that his teacher has been flattering.

Gu Qing didn't care much about these comments, but today it came from the mouth of Teacher Qingshan, and the situation is naturally different.

His face changed slightly, and he said nothing.

Jing Jiu put down the teacup and looked at Bai Rujing, said: "You will teach disciples too?"

He was talking about Liu Shisui.

Most of the people in the room were disciples of Liang Wangfeng, who knew the past very well.

Liu Shisui made great contributions in the battle of Yuntai and returned to Qingshan.

Bai Rujing, who was extremely ruthless to him, wanted to reacquire him as a disciple, but Liu Shisui refused.

Bai Rujing lost his face.

Qingshan Jiufeng knows that he cannot start this matter before him.

Jing Jiu said it.

Bai Rujing's face was reddish, and he said, "At least I didn't teach one to be locked in a sword ..."

Jing Jiu didn't want to listen anymore and stood up.

Others have nothing to do, but Fang Jingtian has a slightly reduced pupil.

Jing Jiu turned and walked outside.

Gu Qing naturally followed.

The seemingly rude behavior represents a tough meaning.

He didn't care about the Qingshan meeting.

No one is qualified to judge whether he is a disciple of Qingshan.

"Absurd! Absurd!"

Bai Rujing shouted angrily: "When Brother Brother Zhang comes, he must be severely punished! No, he must be expelled from the mountain gate!"

Nan Wang glanced at him, wondering if he was an idiot?

Fang Jingtian was silent, thinking in his heart, knowing that he was not a small uncle, why was he a little scared when he got up just now?

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...

The Zhongzhou faction invited all denominations in the world, and countless monks gathered here.

For many practitioners of the Buddhism and small denominations, although they are not qualified to ask, it is also a very rare opportunity to come to observe the Li and Wen Dao, which will have a great impact on future practice.To know about this grand event, Zhongzhou sent the head to talk about the real person and Qingshan's head Liu Zhenren to preach personally, only the elder of Shui Yue'an too declined the invitation.

It is indeed a rare opportunity to hear the two top-notch Tongtian realm sermons and to see demonstrations of Taoism.

Jing Jiu told Gu Qing to listen carefully for a few days without serving himself.

Of course he wouldn't go by himself, sitting by the fence and looking at the valley in the cloud, thinking about things quietly.

Everyone should be listening to the two live-action sermons. He thought that no one would disturb him, but he didn't expect a silver bell to follow the mountain breeze.

Thurse sat beside him and complained, "Can't you do what you promised me?"

Jing Jiu said, "Do it."

With a naive grin, she said, "Help me kill the old lady."

Jing Jiu glanced at her.

He has seen a lot of weird things and heard many unbelievable requests, but it is the first time for him to help himself to kill his grandmother ...

Jing Jiu thought about it and said, "Okay."

Thurse was very happy and gave a silver bell-like laughter.

The silver bell ringing in her wrists seemed to be laughing.

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(Thumbling first, then some friends are concerned about asking how many chapters to write at the conference, saying in advance, there are many chapters to write ~ because I like the plot of the design very much.)