The Path Toward Heaven

The questioners in the fantasy realm of Qingtianjian are actually their souls, as is Jing Jiu.

There is no flesh, only the soul of the soul. His ghost sword can have an unimaginable speed, even the strong of the Yuanying Realm can't compete.

Jing Jiu didn't answer Mo Gong's question, silently replying to Zhenyuan.

Mo Gong left the ruins and walked into the snow. The dense holes in his body opened again, shooting countless blood arrows.

He didn't seem to feel anything at all, and stopped before Jing Jiu.

He felt the loss of vitality and the fading of the mysterious sky in the sky, remembering Jing Jiu's previous recollection, he couldn't help but feel a bit surprised.

This kind of regret is not regret, because he wants to do two things, not only want to see the picture over the sky, but also hope that the future of the human race is beautiful.

He just regretted that the two things happened at the same time, making him have to make a choice.

In the end he didn't draw his sword, he could only say that he missed it, of course, it might be because he still had an instinctive fear of the sky.

Mo Gong said to Jing Jiu: "Unfortunately, we can only choose once."

Jing Jiu said: "Yes, this is a pity."

Mo Gong didn't say anything, slowly sat down in the snow, lifted his sleeves and wiped the blood on his face, then closed his eyes and said goodbye.

The wind and snow disappeared quietly.

Zhuo Rusui sealed his bleeding arm and turned the wheelchair over.

Tong Yan's face was pale, her breathing was short, her thick eyebrows were raised very high, which represented great doubt, and she said to Jing Jiu, "What are you afraid of I guess?"

Jing Jiu said: "You guessed it, but I won't admit it, so don't say it anymore, die."

Tong Yan's eyes gave a regretful look, then smiled, his head tilted, and his breath was cut off.

Liu Shisui sat up hard from the ruins and gasped and said, "It hurts a little."

The blood hole in his chest was huge, and he looked terrified. He could imagine the pain.

Mo Gong's realm is too strong. If it wasn't for the sword to be locked by him in such a bloody way, it would be difficult for the Nether Immortal Sword to kill him so smoothly.

Jing Jiu said: "Don't hold on, let's go."

He was the Emperor of Chu, but killing the King Shizi who came from the imperial palace in the imperial palace inevitably caused uproar afterwards.

Liu Shisui, as his personal bodyguard, died after all.

Liu Shisui withdrew his sword across his neck and was about to apply force. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "Your Majesty, what is our relationship?"

Jing Jiu said, "You will know when you go out."

Liu Shisui said: "Then I will take a step first."

Jing Jiu said: "Wait for me outside, don't go far."

Liu Shisui said yes, his hands were slightly hard, and he killed himself.

Zhuo Rusui was seriously injured and his life was worry-free. As a very famous assassin in the illusion, there must be a way to escape from the palace.

Before leaving, he also asked Jing Jiu a question.

"What's so strange about your sword?"

This is saying that before entering the illusion, in the valley where Bai Zao practiced, they once fought a battle. At that time, Zhuo Rusui felt strange. Ming Jingjiu's sword looked very ordinary, but every time he met, he would let him Jianyuan's run stagnation.

The iron sword has a lot of weirdness. Jing Jiu knew what he was asking and said, "My sword is poisonous."

Zhuo Rusui thought about his usual performance and said, "Uncle Shi, I think you are a poisonous person."

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The silence in the palace gate brought unimaginable anxiety to the people outside the palace gate. The bachelor can no longer wait like this.

With a loud bang, the palace gate was knocked open by the heavy military of the forbidden army.

The college sergeant shouted his dissuasion from the left and right, entered first, looked at the picture in front of him, his expression changed suddenly, turned around and ordered everyone to retreat, and no one was allowed to enter.

The minister and the imprisoned soldiers retreated and obscured the inner and outer line of sight with the veil. The college clerk watched these things coldly before turning around again.

Looking at the blood on the snow and those unbearable pictures, his face was pale, his body shook slightly, and he murmured, "Why?"

Mo Gong sat on the ground, covered in blood, closed his eyes and died.

King Shizi was sitting in a wheelchair, tilting his head, and he had lost his breath.

The black skinny bodyguard who was not half a step away from his majesty was also dead, with a huge blood hole in his chest and a terrible blood line on his throat.

The bachelor walked in front of Jing Jiu. It was just such a short distance that he used a lot of energy. The wrinkles on his face were much deeper, as if he was several years old.

Jing Jiu said indifferently: "Jing Wang Shizi colluded with Mo Gongxing to stab me, and he died with this bodyguard."

Naturally, the bachelor knows that this is not the truth. His majesty just gave himself a statement, and said with a bitter smile: "Your Majesty ... why do you do this?"

Jing Jiu said: "Jing Wang Shizi guessed some of my thoughts, so he must die."

The academician said bitterly: "As soon as this happened, Jing Wang either voted for Zhao, or Qin, or directly reversed. It would be difficult for the Kingdom of Chu to ask the world, does His Majesty not care?"

Jing Jiu said: "The scholars who are in trouble outside the palace, you should be very clear about what they are thinking. There is nothing wrong with fearing war and avoiding war. It is human nature, but if you want to ask the world, it is not feasible for Chu people.

The state of Chu is very long, and the folk customs are soft. They only want to be well-kept and carefully preserved, so that he will not suffer, and he will not drift away, or he will have no branches to rely on.

This kind of people is only suitable for being a people, nothing else.

"As long as there is enough time, these can be changed."

The bachelor looked at Jing Jiuyu and said: "Although I am old, your majesty is still young."

Jing Jiu said: "I can only change some people around me. I can't and don't want to change everyone in the world. It's too tiring and troublesome."

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The Snow Palace was assassinated, the capital was in chaos, and there were a lot of troublesome follow-up needs to be dealt with. Master Zhang didn't care about it and hurriedly left the palace. Naturally, he did not forget to order people to clean the blood and corpses in the snow, just like Jing Jiu many years ago. It was like the first assassination in the morning light.

The riots outside the imperial city, the assassinations and arson in the capital were all suppressed, and the city was full of crying and scolding.

Those scholars and people who were worried about the safety of King Shizi were naturally disseminated by the imprisoned army, and many rumors spread naturally, which was not good for Jing Jiu.

For example, the thunder and lightning in the snow sky must be the dissatisfaction of the Heavenly Lord against the Emperor of the Emperor!

Many ministers are persuading university graduates not to be so tough, and more than a dozen ministers want to use this to make trouble and force the emperor to abdicate.

The university clerk was furious and directly sent all these people to prison.

When the twilight was deep, the bachelor entered Gongmianjun again and carefully reported the situation in Chaotang and the response from Cangzhou.

Jing Shi Shizi entered the palace really wanted to kill the king, the problem is that now he is dead and the emperor is still alive, then no one believes the court's statement.

In order to appease the hearts of the people, the imperial court always had to do something, and His Majesty the Emperor should do something more.

"Abolish emperor, or eviction."

Jing Jiu drew his black hair behind him, tied it with cloth tape, and said, "But don't try to kill me."

The bachelor of course will not abolish the emperor, although he has long understood that His Majesty did not want to be the emperor at all.

If the throne is empty, those useless princes will inevitably jump out. Jing Jing, who is far away from Cangzhou, does not even know what to do.

After a long thought, he said, "Your Majesty, write a guilt for yourself, and then you will be in the cold palace."

Jing Jiu said, "Yes."

The bachelor sighed in his heart and got up and walked outside the hall.

The threshold seemed to burn in the twilight.

When stepping over the threshold, the university student suddenly thought of a possibility, turned to look at Jing Jiu, his eyes brightened and said, "Your Majesty, do you want to have a son?"

Jing Jiu's answer is very simple and clear.

"I don't want to."

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The twilight was getting darker, and the night was coming. The blood outside the hall was washed away with snow, and there was no bloody smell. Even the palace gate was repaired.

Fluttering fluttering, the blue bird flew its wings, landed on the window, and stared at Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu said, "Thank you."

He rarely says thank you to people because he rarely needs help from others.

Today Mogong stepped into the palace, and the blue bird flew off the chessboard and stood at the eaves of the high place. He used the perspective to cleverly choose the picture. The monks in the real world only knew that Mogong was dead, but did not look at it. At the time of his shot, Tong Yan was sitting in a wheelchair with his back facing the snow pavilion, but he could not see the specific picture.

There is no unreasonable love and hatred in the world, and any help needs to be rewarded, but sometimes the reward is spiritual satisfaction.

Jade Bird does not belong to this kind, saying: "I hope you can help me figure out a problem."

Jing Jiu said, "Speak."

Jade Bird said, "Why can Mo Gong see the truth?"

At that time, Mo Gong stood in the snow, glanced at it in the sky, and saw the truth.

Then there will be a thunder, and Heaven Tribulation will be born.

Jade Bird does not fear this matter, otherwise it will not leave paw prints on the snow, helping Mo Gong see the reality more clearly.

Jing Jiu said: "The real can only see the real, and such things will be more and more in the illusion."

Jade Bird said, "Why?"

Jing Jiu looked at her eyes and said deeply, "I want to ask yourself this question."

Jade Bird understood what he meant, and remained silent for a long time.

If Mo Gong wakes up and becomes a real life, what will happen to her Qingtianjian spirit?

Or does it happen that at some moments, changes that I didn't know about would happen in Qingtianjian?

When was that moment?

Jade Bird thought of it, it should be when she lied to Bai Zhenren.

She looked at Jing Jiu's eyes and said with a trace of fear and a longing: "What the hell are you?"