The Path Toward Heaven

Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui had just fought in that valley, they had no friendship, but after all, they were still in the same door, and they must fight side by side when entering the cloud dreamland.

The head Liu Zhenren agreed that Jing Jiu played on behalf of Shui Yue'an. Perhaps this is the idea. Two of the strongest young people in Qingshan teamed up, maybe they could actually fight Zhongzhou.

Zhuo Rusui failed to become the next person to pass the level. After the crowd found out that He Zhan's answer was OK, they could not help but increase their confidence, and raised their hands one after another.

Qinger looked at someone and asked, "How much is three and sixty equal?"

The man thought a little and said, "It's a year."

Obviously he was very confident in his answer, and looked around with a little pride.

His answer is the same as He Zhan's previous answer, but if he directly answered 360, he would be suspected of picking his teeth, so he turned a corner.

There are three hundred and sixty days in a year.

Everyone thought about it and found this idea to be very reasonable.

Unexpectedly Qinger said directly: "Wrong, it should be sixty-three."

Wrong, wrong, actually this answer!

There was a ridiculous expression on the faces of the people, and the four words poured into my heart again-is it okay?

The man was stunned and refused to say, "Why? Why do you have to give a reason?"

Qinger glanced at him and said, "Because you are too ugly, I don't like it. I don't want you to go in. That's the reason."

Where the man was willing to convince, waving his arms, shouting excitedly, protesting his injustice.

Bai Zao stood aside and ignored it.

Qinger's immature eyebrows flashed with a sense of sadness, and a thousand arms emerged from behind, photographing hard.

A thunderous roar rang through the valley.

The man disappeared directly from the building, and when he reappeared, he had reached the middle of the Valley of Echoes. He was shocked on the cliff and fainted.

Everyone's face was pale, and their hearts were afraid.

Qing'er shouted: "Next!"

At this time, people have seen that the question of Jian Tian Ling's questioning of Qing Tian Jian has no rules and no rules at all, and it seems to be completely watching her mood.

Thinking of the misfortune of the previous contestant, there was silence in the small building, no one raised his hands for a long time, Zhuo Rusui's eyelids reopened again.

Tong Yan has remembered the habitual movements and clothing details of all contestants and walked out.

Everyone is a little curious or vigilant. Qingtianjian is a magic weapon of the Zhongzhou faction. Will the Qinger girl give him some simple questions eccentrically?

A chess board appeared in front of Tong Yan, is it necessary to play chess?The crowd was a little uproarious, thinking that he was going to play chess with Tong Yan. Isn't this too obvious?

Six black pawns and six white pawns appeared on the board, not scattered, but stacked together. As the breeze trembles slightly, it seems that it may collapse at any time.

Qinger landed on the chessboard, her face full of eagerness to try, and said, "I can't play you while playing chess, let's play marbles."

Tong Yan was stunned, only to realize that she was the little girl who often came to play when she was a child.

At that time, he thought she was a monstrous monster in Yunmeng Mountain, and he never dared to say to Master Master, who thought that she was the spirit of Qing Tian Jian.

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With the falling of a white man, Tong Yan won the game of marbles.

Everyone can see clearly that this round of marbles seems simple, but it is actually very complicated.

Practitioners have a far greater grasp of strength and accuracy than mortals. It is also extremely difficult to bounce chess pieces stacked one after another.

What's more, his opponent is Jian Tian of Qing Tian Jian.

Qinger squatted on the chessboard and concentrated on watching Tong Yan's last blow. She stood upset and said, "Well, you won."

Tong Yansheng was very dangerous, but he finally felt a little nervous. He glanced at the little girl and turned back towards the building.

Zhuo Rusui seized this opportunity and came to the chessboard, pulling his eyelids and saying, "Let's play marbles too?"

Qinger was a little disappointed at this time, watching him look downcast than himself, could not help being curious, and asked, "Why are you so insane?"

Zhuo Rusui said: "I didn't sleep well last night."

Qing'er thought that this kind of thing could be tense as well. It seemed to have no future and said, "Well, my question is ..."

Zhuo Rusui said feebly: "Isn't your question answered?"

Quiet.

Qinger was stunned before he understood what he meant, a small expression on his face surprised, said: "You mean I asked you why you are not energetic?"

Zhuo Rusui said of course: "Yeah."

People can't help but feel emotion, thinking what happened to Qingshan Sect over the years?

Qing'er was very speechless, but found what he said made sense, and felt frustrated in his heart, saying: "If you are ruthless, go in."

Zhuo Rusui walked slowly towards the back of the building.

Qing'er flew off the chessboard and came into the air. Looking at this picture, the mood was even worse. I thought that the individual must make things difficult for him to get out of this bad breath.

Jing Jiu came over.

Qing'er looked at his face and couldn't help but stunned, forgot to flap his wings and fell on the chessboard.

She woke up, her face flushed slightly, and asked softly, "What's your name?"

"Jing Jiu."

"sounds so good."

Jing Jiu passed the test in this way.

There was an uproar in the building.

Bai Zao smiled helplessly and walked forward.

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Behind the building is the deep cliff of Echo Valley. A stone cave is opened above it. It looks like a patio.

Jing Jiu did not like such a place, but did not show it.

The skylight fell from that stone cave, illuminating the ground.

On the ground is a bronze array of about fifty feet square.

If you ignore the above lines and cracks, it can be regarded as a large mirror.

The huge bronze mirror exudes an indescribable breath.This scent is tens of thousands of times lighter than the lightest perfume, but it can be accurately smelled, or felt, refreshing, and smelling as if the body will be a few points lighter when waving with Qinger The breath is somewhat similar.

Wonderful is such a light taste, but it gives people a very rich feeling, that is, the most thick milk and spirits are far behind.

Want to come here is Qing Tian Jian.

Jing Jiu looked around and saw 26 futons in the cave.

Under each futon, there will be an extreme line leading to the blue sky.

If you observe the details, you can see that the thin lines are actually rivers, and there are various ships on the rivers.

Those who have a ship on the ship, a merchant, a lady who lifts the view, a woman with a breast-feeding breast, come to life, but there is no life, it is obviously not a living thing.

The people who came in front were closing their eyes and meditating, as was Zhuo Rusui.

That very light but very strong breath is most likely a trace of immortal qi leaked from Qing Tian Jian. Practicing in immortal qi is the dream of every monk.

Jing Jiu glanced at the Wuenmen disciple, and chose Zhang Fu Tuan to sit down at random, reached out his hand and came to the face with a bit of wind, and took a bite to confirm that it was true fairy energy.

Qingtianjian is a heavenly treasure, also known as a magic weapon of the fairy family, but it has never left this world. It should be reasonable that there should be no such breath.

Could it be that the Everlasting Immortal Trap has always been in the Blue Sky, or in the Cloud Dreamland?

No wonder brothers couldn't find it.

Thinking of these things, Jing Jiu's feeling became clearer and still not very good.

Participants came to the cave one after another.

Bai Zao, Jingzong Queniang, Yi Maozhai's Xi scholar, and the Kunlun scribes and others all passed the test.

After seeing Qing Tian Jian, they were shocked, and then sat down at the fastest speed to begin meditation practice.

Of course Bai Zao will not be like this. Obviously, it can be seen that Tong Yan has never been to Qing Tian Jian, but she is very familiar with it.

As the beloved daughter of the real person and the real person, she has a special position in Yunmeng Mountain. It seems that she has a lot of experience in practicing here and even in the illusion.

After the 26 futons were full, Qing'er flew in and clapped her hands.

Thousands of hands are moving, the blue sky is blowing.

The people awoke from meditation and looked at each other, their eyes more determined and eager than before.It was just a trace of immortal energy from Qingtianjian, and only a moment of meditation practice, they obviously felt the difference. If they can get the immortal celestial trap, what kind of creation should it be?

No one will give up this opportunity.

"Later, Qingtianjian will lead you into the cloud dreamland, it will be dark at first, don't be afraid."

Qing'er rose with the wind and flew out of the hole.

The crowd relaxed a bit, and their eyes began to move.

In Cloud Dreamland, it should not be a two-player battle like the ring, but a chaotic battle. Then you must consider certain issues before entering-Zhongzhou faction was eliminated by Qingtian Jianling, but there are also Bai Zao and Tong Yan. Experts and Bai Qianjun are even more intimidating. Of course, if they want to reach the end in this trial, they must first form an alliance to deal with them.

Qingshanzong is naturally the best partner. Many eyes fall on Jing Jiu and then ... move away.

He is very strong, but too lazy, the most important thing is that his relationship with Bai Zao is too complicated.

Those eyes fell on Zhuo Rusui again.

Zhuo Rusui lowered his head and sagged his eyelids.

Unable to look at each other, naturally cannot exchange ideas.

Those had to look away again.

The eyes in the cave were fluttering, but the silence was extremely lively.

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Qinger flew higher and higher, breaking through the clouds and coming to a high place.

There is a stone platform beside the cliff, the fog is deep, and there are more than ten figures vaguely visible.

The head of Zhongzhou talks about the real person, the head of the green mountain Liuzhen, the master of Qiuzhai Bu Qiuxiao, the chief monk crossing the sea in the temple of Guocheng Temple, the head of Kunlun and the order of Daze Ling.

"There are more than a dozen disciples in an unstable state, and the Tao heart is not strong. It may happen that entering the Tiantianjian, I left them."

The transparent wings fluttered gently, bringing fog and smoke, and Qinger's face was dreamlike, beautiful and magical.

"There are also individuals who should be descendants of the blood demon sect. Since childhood, they have been thrown into sectarian hiding. I have left a mark on him. You will take care of it yourself."

In the fog, there was a dumb voice about real people: "It's hard."

Qinger nodded slightly, turned and disappeared into the clouds.

After a moment.

She appeared on a peak.

There is no platform at the top of the peak, but there is a fence at the edge of the cliff.

Bai Zhenren stood by the fence, exuding a chill, like a snowy mountain.

Qinger flew behind her.

Bai Zhenren did not turn around and asked, "What did you see?"

Qinger said: "Jing Jiu is not his name."

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Jian is a mirror.

Qing Tian Jian is a mirror.

The mirror can be dressed up, and it can be right or wrong.

No one can hide his true appearance in front of the mirror.

Qing Tian Jian is undoubtedly the most magical mirror in the world. It may not know who is the most beautiful, but it can know who is lying.

She is Qing Tian Jian Ling, so she will become the first pass to ask today. The questions she asks seem boring, but they all have deep meaning.

Zhuo Rusui is very vigilant, trying to avoid the past.

Jing Jiu didn't think about it, because Qinger's attitude and reaction at that time made everyone feel that she asked that question naturally.

And that question is too simple, what kind of luck can it reveal?

Jing Jiu was originally his name.

"Strangely, he didn't lie. I don't understand what is going on."

After Qinger said this, she didn't speak again.

Mr. Bai was silent for a long time.

Qinger looked at her back, a little nervous.

I don't know why, she feels that Jing Jiu's breath is familiar, and naturally feels close to her, as if she has found her own kind.

She didn't tell Bai Zhenren the discovery.

This is the first time since she was born that she lied to a real person or concealed something.

What she didn't know is that until this moment, she really came to this world.

"Then start."

Bai Zhenren said.

She reached into the sky and took off the return bead.

The whole Yunmeng Mountain noticed that the light painting disappeared, and people outside the valley talked.

The sound of fairy music came from the depths of the clouds, if anything.

Twenty-six interrogators beside Qing Tian Jian heard Miao Miao Xian Le.

The music is extremely distant, and it seems to be in my ears.

They slowly closed their eyes and entered the dark world.

Holding the return bead in one hand, it was placed in the middle of Qing Tian Jian.

Also dzi slowly sink.

Just like the sunset into the sea.

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Over Yunmeng Mountain, the light curtain that disappeared soon appeared again.

The monks looked at the light curtain and couldn't help talking.

Will the light curtain show the pictures in the cloud dream?

Now there is nothing on the light curtain, it is dark.

Like a black cloth, blinded by the real sky.

A spot of light suddenly appeared in the darkness.

The spot became larger and larger, gradually becoming a circle, emitting infinite light and heat.

The sun broke through the invisible barrier and appeared in the sky, illuminating the other side of the world.

The world wakes up.

This world has grasslands, mountains, snow peaks, and the sea.

There are also fertile fields, villages and cities.

There are cattle and sheep in the village, and there are people in the city.

There are temples on the outskirts of the city and eunuchs in the palace.

Everything is so familiar, there is no difference with Chaotian mainland.

There was a cry in a palace.

The empress emperor died of dystocia, and the emperor's sorrow was so sad that she cried and fainted.

The palace was extremely chaotic. The prince who had just been born was ignored, and some blood remained on his body.

The next moment, the baby opened his eyes.

His eyes are like a sea, seemingly calm and clear, but extremely deep, hiding countless storms and waves.

After a moment, all the emotions in his eyes disappeared, leaving only calm and a little bit tired.

He feels like he just woke up in the cave many years ago.

Really annoying.

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(Dangdang Dangdang, about to start, faintly looking forward and excited, this chapter is particularly comfortable to write, I hope the following ten chapters can do the same.)