The Path Toward Heaven

The incident over Qingshan Sect attracted many people's attention, and hundreds of eyes fell on Jing Jiu's left hand.

He clenched his left hand not because of excitement or anger.

Everyone saw the picture of him in the fantasy world of Qingtianjian and vaguely guessed something.

The news that Bai Qianjun was seriously injured has also spread, and people are more certain that Changsheng Xianlu should be in Jing Jiu's left hand.

Everyone was very surprised, and did not understand why Jing Jiu did not put away the Xianlu, but just held it in his hands. Wasn't he worried about the accident?

A gloomy voice suddenly sounded somewhere: "Jing Jiu is obviously out of line with this rule. If it can be done at the beginning, who wouldn't think of breaking through?"

The speaker was an elder from the Kunlun School, and he was still talking about Jing Jiu's success.

A master Daze laughed and said, "Even if you want, can you do it?"

The sects who were close to Qingshan did not fall down, and the sects who were close to the Zhongzhou faction naturally did not fall down. They all said that Jing Jiu obtained the Xianlu in this way. The rhythm of doing things.

At this time, someone on the Qingshanzong observation platform yelled.

This sound came from the inside of the nose. It was very gentle and not very pleasant. It smelled very lazy but very provocative.

Everyone heard this and felt uncomfortable and looked up and found that the man was Zhuo Rusui.

Zhuo Rusui raised his eyelids and slowly looked over the faces of those people without speaking.

But everyone knows that his voice is the famous mantra of Qingshan Sect.

Do you want to die?

No one wants to die.

Thinking of Zhuo Rusui's prestige and his fierce name in Qingtianjian's illusion, everyone, including the Kunlun elder, was silent, and there was silence outside Echo Valley.

Jing Jiu got the Xianlu in this way. Whether the Zhongzhou faction thinks it is in accordance with the rules is not up to them anyway.

I believe that several real people at this time should be discussing these things in the depths of Yunmeng.

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Jing Jiuxin thought that Liu Ci and Zhuo Rusui were really similar to the mentor and apprentice.

He naturally ignored those people and said to Nan Wang: "The reason why I insist is that there are naturally my reasons."

Nan Wang said with a blank expression: "Even if your proposal is so absurd?"

Contrary to what Tse and others thought, Jing Jiu and Nan Wang didn't say anything about Xianlu giving Shuiyuean.

Because of even March, Nan Wang never liked Shui Yue An, but he didn't care about this kind of thing.

If he could, Jing Jiu would definitely not speak to Nan Wang, nor would he be near her, but it was a little troublesome, and he had to meet Liu Ci as soon as possible.

"Yes," he said.

Nan Wang gave him a cold look, and said nothing more.

Dozens of extremely thin strings appeared in the sky behind her.

This scene attracted more people's attention.

Nan Wang said to Jingtian, "I and Jing Jiu go one step further."

After saying this sentence, Jinsejian had already broken back, and dozens of thin strings appeared again.

When the string was closed again, her figure and Jing Jiu had reached the mountain ahead.

Fang Jingtian frowned slightly, thinking about what had happened, and didn't want to stay any longer, instructing Qingshan disciples to gather, and then Yu Jian left.

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Leaving does not mean leaving Yunmeng Mountain directly, but leaving Echo Valley.

When I got the Xianlu, I turned and walked away. That would seem too bullying and rude, just like Jade Bird once thought about Jing Jiu.

The sword light flashed, and Qingshan disciples returned to the shed house.

Fang Jingtian's face was light, and he walked directly along the promenade to the back of the cliff and came to Jing Jiu's room.

Nan Wang sat cross-legged in front of the door.

Dozens of invisible sword strings spread all around, surrounding the room.

Fang Jingtian looked at the scene and asked, "What the hell happened?"

Nan Wang said: "He refused to say."

Fang Jingtian said: "I just realized that he was really going to give the Xianlu to Shuiyuean."

Nan Wang said, "I have no opinion."

"Who allows him to decide for himself?"

Fang Jingtian said angrily: "The immortal mortal mortal is the treasure left by Bai Baixian.

Nan Wang glanced at him, taunting: "Are you going to drive Jing Jiu out of the mountain gate like Jian Ruyun?"

Many years ago, after Qingshan tried his sword, Jing Jiu became a talented disciple who was secretly cultivated by Qingshan Jiufeng. He also lived up to expectations. Mei will be the first in battle, and now he has been asked first again.And he is the next-generation disciple of Jingyang Real Man, the elder of Shenmofeng, who can move him except the head and Jianluyuan riding a whale?

Fang Jingtian's face was even more ugly, and said, "Sister, I remember you have always disliked God's Peak."

Nan Wang said: "I don't like it now, but I just tell you the truth."

Fang Jingtian was silent for a moment and said, "Let me go in and talk to him."

Nan Wang said, "No one can go in now."

Fang Jingtian said: "What the hell happened?"

Nan Wang closed his eyes and ignored him.

Fang Jingtian had no choice but to walk away.

Nan Wang opened his eyes, looked at the flowing clouds and breeze outside the bar, and asked, "Xianlu ... is there a problem?"

Jing Jiu's voice rang behind her: "Yes."

He looked at his left fist, and Xianlu was in it. Even if he was sealed by his palm, he still exuded a faint fairy energy to the outside world.

Fortunately, the immortality is too weak, and only he and some beasts can smell it.

Before entering the illusion, he did several deduction calculations, and the results were not very good.

At that time, he knew that there might be some questions in this inquiry, so he would let Gu Qing leave first.

Now it seems to be the case, but it is already the case, and it doesn't make sense to want more.

He pushed open the door, took out the bamboo chair and lay down.

Feeling the movement behind him, Nan Wang raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that the picture was really ugly, so he floated cross-legged, half a foot higher than the bamboo chair.

There was a sudden sound from the cliff outside the fence, as if someone was climbing up.

Both Nan Wang and Jing Jiu did not move, because they felt who was coming.

Jing Jiu was still lying on the bamboo chair.

Nan Wang is still floating in mid-air.

Liu Shisui climbed to the top of the peak and saw such a strange scene. He stayed awake for a while before waking up.

"I've seen Master Nan, I've seen the son."

He knelt on the ground and knocked six heads.

Jing Jiu said: "I want you to come to see your situation, but it's so easy to see you climbing the mountain, it should be safe, then go back."

Liu Shisui gave a cry, thinking in the illusion that you told me not to go far, and finally came, why should I go?Honest people do not mean that they are not smart. He soon thought that there must be something wrong with the son. Maybe he still encountered some danger, otherwise why Nan Shibo would be guarding here.

He said, "I stay to protect you."

Jing Jiu glanced at him.

Liu Shisui understood what he meant, but hesitated.

"I am guarding him personally, you don't have to worry, hurry back to your place."

Nan Wang said slightly, "The disciples who were supposed to be introspected in the sword prison were screaming in the world, and it was spread out. How can Teacher Qingshan still discipline the disciples?"

Jing Jiu said: "He was called by the head."

Liu Shisui was a little embarrassed, thinking that this was indeed the case, the son had already gotten the celestial trap, and it was better to return to the temple earlier.

Preparing to leave, he saw that the bamboo chair was a little worn, and he couldn't help but say, "I planted some bamboo over there to make you a new one?"

Jing Jiu said, "Alright."

Liu Shisui flipped over the railing and climbed down the cliff along the same path.

Thinking of the previous conversation, Nan Wang somehow felt uncomfortable and sneered, saying, "Where did your other apprentice go?"

Jing Jiu knew that she was asking Gu Qing and said, "I asked him to return early."

Nan Wang raised his eyebrows and said, "Before you entered, you knew that you would win, and knew that Xianlu had a problem?"

Jing Jiun gave a cry.

Nan Wang was silent for a while, and said, "The head of the team asked Liu Shisui to join as a disciple of En'en, and come to sit in town personally. Is he optimistic that you can win?"

Jing Jiu yelled again.

Nan Wang looked at the scenery beyond the cliff and thought about it.

Jing Jiu asked: "Why haven't you returned yet?"

He asked Liu Ci, the leader of Qingshan.

Nan Wang said: "If you don't follow the rules, some people will not accept Xianlu, and the real person in charge wants to deal with these things for you. How can you come back so soon."

Jing Jiu said: "If I am right, he will come back earlier than expected."

Nan Wang said, "Do you really only want to tell the head of Xianlu? You can't even believe me?"

She was a little displeased, thinking that she, Master Qing Rongfeng, actually gave a young disciple a janitor, she became even more angry.

Jing Jiu looked at her back and knew she was angry.

He remembered the big rock at the top of Qing Rong many years ago, the flower trees behind the stone, and the savage girl drinking on the stone, with a smile on his lips.

For him, this is a very rare emotion.

Immediately after, he remembered the little girl who sang after drunk, and his smile disappeared.

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In the deepest part of a secret valley in Yunmeng Mountain, there is a very hidden cave house.

The prohibition in Dongfu is very strong, and even the strong mountain struck through the heavens can support a period of time.

One hand held Dzi Bead and placed it in the middle of the stone table.

Innumerable rays of light projected from the return of Dzi Bead, illuminating the walls of the cave.

The cave house is a dome, and the pictures are connected together, and it looks very vast.

Those pictures are the inquirers' decades in the fantasy of Qingtianjian.

Even the most remote mountain village, the most subtle movements and expressions are in these pictures.

The picture glanced at high speed and became countless ribbons of various colors, but in those ruthless and ignorant eyes, it was no different from the real picture.

Bai Zhenren doesn't need to ask what happened in Jade Bird's illusion.

As long as she wants, she can call up that world at any time and watch what happened in the past.

Jade Bird had no way to hide her.

Bai Zhenren didn't look at the other questioners, just looking at Jing Jiu and Jade Bird.

She watched the baby in the imperial palace of Chu Kingdom be born silently, watched him stand up, watch the heavens and the earth, watched him grow up, and practiced ignoring the world.

Mo Gong entered the palace, and Jing Jiu actually shot for the first time.

"Soon." Bai Zhenren said to himself: "But not fast enough."

The picture continued to move forward at high speed, and soon reached the final stage.

In the surrounding mountains, the mountains are full of red leaves like fire, and the stone steps are like jade belts. The Qin Emperor climbed up the stairs and met Jing Jiu in the temple.

Dozens of Qin Guoqiang were cut into pieces of meat, Qin Huang was seriously injured, and Jing Jiu's hand was still on the hilt.

At that time, the blue bird looked at the distant mountains, looked at the red leaves, and looked at the Emperor Qin. Inadvertently, he skipped some very important pictures.

These pictures are now in the eyes of Bai Zhenren.

"It's fast enough," she said.

The shadow in the depths of the cave house slowly showed a jade-like beast eye, cold and horror, full of murderous intention.

"You made a big noise in the town of Demon Prison, and the Canglong died because of you. As a result, I came to Zhongzhou to win the treasure just a few years later ..."

Bai Zhenren looked at Jing Jiu, who was walking towards the void in the picture, and said blankly, "I really thought I forgot?"

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(The following are testimonials, this chapter should be made to exceed the number of words, and I will try to compensate everyone in the future. I have not written much recently. I did not say that the two chapters are updated every day. I will keep my body up as soon as possible and restore 4,000 words. Looking at the physical condition and this month's itinerary, how do you feel as if your hopes are slim?

First of all, please read this chapter of a reader.

The reader said this: Why did Qin Shihuang sweep the Liuhe, because he wanted to ask, why did he ask for longevity, because he didn't come out.

This sentence is so wonderful, it completely found my itch.

Regarding the fantasy world of Qingtianjian, I originally wanted to write a single chapter out of it. Later, I thought that I was no longer the same as me in the avenue. Do you use so many words in such a neat and beautiful writing?

I do n’t want to talk about those interesting things. At the beginning, the reader ’s chapter said that it ’s basically over. Although my main line is not like this, I ’ll briefly say a few words below.

Qingtianjian's illusion is the same as the one I wrote before, Zhou Yuan, and it is not a copy, because the connection with the main line is very close.

When Dadao looks back to the sky, everyone will find that Qingtianjian and the main line are indeed ... no connection.

But it is still not a copy. Even in my opinion, it is the most successful one of these three adventurous and successful attempts.

Dadao Chaotian is the second immortal, naturally light, Jing Jiu has no mental journey, can not write the previous history, nor can he write him back by comparing people and things.

how to solve this problem?In the illusion, the inquirers' choices, historical process, and this kind of work are to be completed.This section of illusion can even be understood as a prehistoric history, but it is much simpler than the history of Jingyang in the real world, because there is only Jing Jiu in the illusion, but there is no peace.

The long-term self-cultivation palace of at least one million words can be solved in only a few dozen chapters. It is very economical and simple. It is the realm that I am writing to pursue, so I am very satisfied.

From an aesthetic point of view, I am also very satisfied. The details I wrote carefully are all the accents and pictures I like.There are Jiajing, Zhang Juzheng, Hu Zongxian, the first emperor, Mrs. Gouyi, Zheng He, Qingyu years, two children to debate the day, there are many true or false stories.

Recalling the meaning of the expression, it is probably the chapter name of this chapter, and the meaning is unforgettable after all.

The name of the chapter of Daqiantian should be higher than that of Tiangong. If there is a paragraph in the middle of Jingjing who asks who is higher than Tian, ​​it is of course related to the Eight-Three Shooting.About a dozen days ago, I said that even if the theme song of the shooting sculpture is still random, goose bumps will still occur. The butterfly jumps out and says that it will be more in the future!Do you think you will become younger ... It is really sad, and it is also related to Cai Guoquan's song of God's Will, and I highly recommend it to everyone.

Finally, an important discovery is announced to everyone. If you smoke with cranberry-flavored cough fruit candy and then smoke, there will be a noticeable fishy smell.)