The Path Toward Heaven

Looking at Jing Jiu's pale face and the touch of gold in his eyes, Zhao Layue was silent.

Quiet garden is not quiet, coughing sounded from time to time.

Liu Shisui took the third broom made this year, sweeping the snow and debris on the ground, his face was pale, and he coughed from time to time.

In recent years, the winter has been a bit cold, and Guocheng Temple will fall in snow.

The white cat walked into the garden, looking back and forth on Jing Jiu and Liu Shisui's pale faces, full of pity.

This is not very good for the master and servant now, but Zhao Layue is the opposite.She has a lot of whitening, and has two healthy reds on her face. It looks like an apple, it can be blown, and it is fresh and delicious. It is completely different from the short messy and muddy girl on Jianfeng.

The white cat walked slowly to the gallery, jumped to the wooden floor, stepped on her knees, stretched her body, rubbed her face, and then lay down carefully in her arms.

Guocheng Temple is the largest temple in the world. It pays attention to the peaceful cultivation of Buddha, and its status is extremely high in the hearts of mortals. Before the New Year ’s Day, the surrounding villagers naturally dared not use firecrackers to disturb the quietness of the masters.There was no sound of firecrackers, but the taste of New Year's Day floated far from the temple ...

Some are pork ribs, some are pickled fish, and some are newly slaughtered pigs.

Even outside the world, even if there is a large Zen isolation, these red dusts can not be blocked, no matter whether it is monasticism or meditation, this is why it is difficult.

There are several teams in Chaotian Continent, just like these tastes, marching towards Guocheng Temple.

This year is three hundred years since the death of the previous generation of His Majesty the Emperor, and the emperor sent a mission to leave Chaoge City.

The first emperor abdicated and died in death, and finally died in Guocheng Temple. This is one of the greatest secrets of the Jing dynasty. The number of envoys is naturally small. Except for the cavalry accompanying them, there are only two real officials.The official beside Lu Guogong looked very calm and calm, not knowing which king's son.

This matter is known only to Guocheng Temple, Zhongzhou School, Qingshan Sect, Shuiyue Temple, and Yimaozhai. According to the old example, representatives will also be sent, but it has been three hundred years and it is not a big deal. Send young disciples to the column Xiangchao expressed his feelings.

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At the peak of the sky, the clouds and mist were scattered, and the sunshine was quite beautiful.

Zhuo Rusui knelt in front of the stone tablet, and thought that it would be better to lie down on his knees. What is Master doing?

Liu Ci, the head of Qingshan, looked at his closed disciples and said, "What are you always doing so lazily? Don't learn from him, some things can't be learned."

Zhuo Rusui said helplessly: "I'm really sleepy ... It's too spiritual to practice. I don't use my free time to recuperate. Do I have to look east and west?"

"So you keep pulling your eyelids, no one takes a straight eye?"

Liu Ci said in a slightly cold voice: "This time when you go to Guocheng Temple, you should see it when you should. Don't read it wrong or miss it."

Zhuo Rusui was silent for a while, and said, "The disciples obeyed."

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Shui Yue'an didn't know why and didn't send someone.Yi Mao Zhai came to Xi Yi Yun. He did not go to Yunmeng Mountain to participate in the reunion of the inquirer three years ago. It is said that he was editing a book written in the illusion. This time he can come to Guocheng Temple and want to come. It is the compilation has been completed, and the realm has improved.

Two people were dispatched from Zhongzhou. Bai Qianjun ’s injuries were all right. The repair during the Yuan infantry period was more stable, but he was much quieter than that time. In addition, the disciple obviously had a higher status than him, wearing a veil to cover Stopping his head and walking straight ahead, when he passed the plaque of Guocheng Temple, the man stopped and watched for a moment before moving up again.

It was Zhuo Rusui who came from Qingshan instead of the first apprentice to cross Nanshan, because the young strongmen who had passed Nanshan and Liangwang Peak had already followed the division to Baicheng to support the imperial army in the direction of the snowfield.The Zhongzhou faction did not send Tong Yan to come because Tong Yan ... was still digging a hole underground.

He dug in the dark ground for several years, unknowingly digging through several mountains and rivers, and finally reached the depths of the veins.

Looking at the faintly glowing Qing Tian Jian, which was wrapped in ice several miles ago, he found that he was a few years ahead of schedule.

He miscalculated one thing, everything in the world is familiar, and even things like digging can become familiar, and then become faster.

The light from Qingtianjian illuminates the cave deep in the earth's veins, and also illuminates his face.

I don't know if the light is too weak, or the ground is too dark, his eyebrows seem to be thicker than before.

The reason why he raised his eyebrows was because he was puzzled. Why did the coercion that always stood high suddenly disappear?Where did Lord Kirin go?

According to the rules of the Zhongzhou School, Qilin, as a beast of Zhenshan, must not leave Yunmeng Mountain.

That's fine, he doesn't have to worry about being discovered by Master Kirin, and then torn to pieces.

Thinking of these things, he walked to Qingtianjian and found that the ice outside Jian was about a few feet thick, and it looked like a huge colored glass cube.He reached over to the surface of the ice layer and found that the chill was terrible. Even he felt some biting pain, and from the touch, the ice layer was extremely hard, and it was difficult to cut it with the flying sword.

Feeling his coming, Qingtianjian gave rise to several glares, refracted into strange light in the ice, and Qinger's figure gradually appeared.

Because of the refraction, her figure was somewhat deformed, and it was very light, as if it might disperse at any time.

Qinger saw Tong Yan, a small expression on her small face surprised, and fell to the edge of the ice block, but could not come out again, just like being locked inside.

"Are you here to save me?"

Tong Yan looked at her calmly and said, "No."

Qinger looked at him staring blankly and said, "So what are you doing here?"

Tong Yan said: "I heard your cry for help, so come here and ask what happened to you."

That year, in the cave house left by Luohuainan, he heard Qinger's cry for help, and he soon calculated many things.

Master will not respond. If he wants to know what happened, he must come to Qingtianjian and ask questions in person.

So he started digging holes in the ground, digging without sleep for six years, and finally came here.

Qinger's voice quivered: "I don't know how you came here, but I want to go through all the hardships, and you ... just to ask me a word?"

Tong Yan said: "Yes."

Qinger couldn't understand, looked at him and said, "The truth ... is that important?"

Tong Yanping said: "The pieces are only divided into black and white, the color is very important to me, and I am playing chess, the chess is the solution, and the solution is to find the answer."

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Alive is a process of finding answers.

It's just that some people found out that the problem was unsolved very early, or the problem was too tired, so they chose to give up.

But there are always many people who are constantly searching for answers.

Zhao Layue has been searching for many years, and finally found the answer that she most wants to know, but she has not yet fully determined how the future practice will go.

Liu Shisui has no problem, so there is no need to look for answers, except for those conflicts in the body.

Jing Jiu had only two problems. Who moved his hands and feet in Yan Xiaoyun's dispersal, and failed to cut off the cause and effect after the flight, and then the fairy body disappeared, and who attacked himself and beat himself down.He has confirmed the answer to the latter, he is still looking for the former, but he already knows it.

Yin San is also looking for answers in the Buddhist scriptures. How can he unite the soul and the body perfectly?

A gust of wind blew out of the Tongtianjing, which was suppressed by countless runes and then dissipated, and then dispersed by the sea breeze.

In the mountain forest not far away, the courtyard of Shuiyue Temple is looming.

There is a round window in the quietest room in the deepest part, facing the Xuehu, the picture is very beautiful.

There is no wind here, and the light on the window sill has not shaken, but somehow it is still somewhat ethereal, as if it might go out at any time.

Winter gave her this name because she didn't like winter and wanted to pass quickly.

Probably for this reason, she has been sleeping, her long eyelashes won't blink, and she will only breathe after a long time.

The Qinglian small sedan stopped outside the quiet room, and Lord Shui Yuean sat by the lake outside the window.

They looked at the lamp, and the question was, how long can you burn?

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Many people don't like winter, and the only benefits are probably the excitement and eating during the New Year, and new clothes.

Three days before the Chinese New Year, people who came to participate in the ceremony of the pagoda arrived at Guocheng Temple one after another.

Zhuo Rusui stood in the quiet garden, looking at the snow on the eaves, his expression was dignified, and he thought that the East China Sea was cold like this. What should the snowfield be like?

Jing Jiu looked at him calmly and said, "You are still at a low level, don't think about going north."

Zhuo Rusui thought about how you had an attitude with Master and said: "Uncle Bai and Uncle Mo took the brothers of Liang Wangfeng to Baicheng. How can I be so kind to stay in the south?"

Jing Jiu said: "I didn't agree with Liang Wangfeng's approach. It was really a big deal. The young disciples went to die."

Zhuo Rusui disagreed and said, "Some things are always done by people."

Jing Jiu said: "Wait until you enter the breaking sea."

Zhuo Rusui realized this logic after thinking for a while. He looked strange and said: "Uncle Shi, are you showing good opinion to me?"

Jing Jiu said: "Yes, disciples like Jian Ruyun who have no future, it doesn't matter if you want to take risks, but you have a promising future, so you have to die."

Zhuo Rusui stared at his eyes and said, "What if the beast tide comes?"

Jing Jiu calmly said: "I have been here many times."

If you change to Liu Shisui or another disciple of Liang Wangfeng, you will continue to fight with Jing Jiu at this time.Zhuo Rusui felt that what Master and Jing Jiu said did indeed seem to have some truth. Geniuses like themselves should stay at the most crucial moment to turn the tide and save the world from fire and water ...

And he was really too lazy.

Jing Jiu's appreciation of him probably also related to this.

"Uncle Shi, I think the environment here is good. I will live here."

Zhuo Rusui feels that Jingyuan is very quiet, much better than the guest house arranged by Guocheng Temple for himself.

Zhao Layue suddenly opened his eyes and said, "No place."

Zhuo Rusui suddenly lost his energy, turned around and walked out, squinting with his eyes sullen: "Remembrance, too much revenge."

The next day, the monk crossing the sea returned from Baicheng with several medical monks, and Zen still stayed there with Daosheng.

The monk crossing the sea came to Jingyuan for the first time, told Jing Jiu about the situation of the snowfield, and asked him what he thought.

Jing Jiuxin wondered why such things came to him.

Watanabe smiled, said nothing, and turned away.

That night, Lu Guogong came.

The Jingyuan has been visited continuously by visitors, it is really a bit lively, as if the entire continent has known that Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue are hiding in Guocheng Temple to listen to meditation.

Lu Guogong knew Jing Jiu's temper, did not say anything about Xueyuan, nor the situation in North Korea, but just picked up some interesting things that happened to the Jing family-Jing Shang's duties in Taichang Temple are still idle Jingli entered the palace and became the companion of King Jingyao. He practiced Qingshan exercises, but he seemed to have encountered some minor problems in marriage.

Kan Jing Jiu listened more seriously, and Lu Guogong was relieved, thinking he was betting right.From the perspective of Liu Shisui and Zhao Layue, Jing Jiu's words are much more than that of that time, and the whole person is also a lot more vivid. As they grew stronger and stronger, the immortal energy seemed to be heavier and heavier. They were really worried that Jing Jiu would ignore the world's affairs. How should those people who Jing Jing stayed in the world do?

After Lu Guogong left, Liu Shisui dragged it all over again, wiping all the footprints left by him and Zhuo Rusui.

Jing Jiu said to him: "Tomorrow is more lively, please avoid it, don't come over."

Although the number of people participating in the sacrifice tower is not large, it represents the Jing dynasty and major denominations. If people find that Liu Shisui, who should have been in Qingshan Jianyu, is here, it may be a little inconvenient.Liu Shisui thought the same way, nodded and responded.

Zhao Layue looked at Jingjing Jiu and knew that this was not the reason.

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On the second day, the sacrifice pagoda officially began. The Yiying process was not much different from the folk graves, except that there were more monks outside the Jingyuan.

Jing Jiu will not participate naturally, sitting in the guest house deep in the Jingyuan, listening to the sound of the sounds floating outside, looking at the white streamers blown by the cold wind, silent and not knowing what to think.

Zhao Layue cooked a cup of tea for him and pushed him on the floor without saying anything to let him out.

Only six people are eligible to enter the Jingyuan Garden.

They were Lu Guogong and the court official, Zhuo Rusui, Xi Yiyun, Bai Qianjun and the Zhongzhou sentiment disciples wearing veiled hats.

The monk crossing the sea and the great monk were greeted by the tower, watching the disciple of the Zhongzhou faction still wearing a hat by this time.

It was only this time that Xi Yiyun knew that the first-generation god emperor was really a monk in Guocheng Temple, and was even buried here. He was shocked.

Looking at the expressions of the monk crossing the sea and the great monk, he turned his head and looked at the disciple of the Zhongzhou School wearing a veiled hat, and said, "Please take off your hat."

If the monk of Guocheng Temple is the master, it is inconvenient for him to say something. He naturally wants to speak. Yimaozhai has always been like this.

Bai Qianjun looked at him coldly and said, "You speak more carefully."

Xi Yiyun looked at him calmly and said, "Are you sure you are really awake? Do you still consider yourself an emperor?"

This is naturally a matter in the fantasy world of Qingtianjian.

Listening to this, Bai Qianjun's expression changed slightly, and he was a bit irony.

In Qingtianjian's illusion, he really used everything, and finally became the co-lord of the world, who knew that Xianlu fell into Jing Jiu's hands.

This matter has become a legendary story in the monastic world, and he has naturally become the biggest joke.

A Mao Zhai scholar is not a temperament for vengeance, but he will never forget his vengeance.In the illusion, the Qin Emperor beheaded Xi Yiyun, slaughtered his doormen, and banned his doctrine. Such deep hatred, even if it is away from the illusion, how can it be forgotten, the so-called rules of asking, where can it hold people's hearts.

At this moment, the Zhongzhou sentiment disciple wearing a veil said slowly: "Are you sure to be qualified to take off my hat?"

His voice is very nice, but the tone is a bit strange, like a child who has just learned to speak, is not very skilled yet.

If Liu Shisui was present at this time, he would think of Jing Jiu who had just arrived in Xiaoshan Village thirty years ago.

The most important thing is that the voice of this disciple of Zhongzhou School seems to contain countless clouds and mist, which is hard to breathe from the ear plugs into the chest.

Xi Yiyun breathed slightly, knowing that the opponent's state was surprisingly high, and he was far from an opponent.

But he did not give up, watching the man firmly said: "The deceased is great! Not to mention that it is His Majesty the First Emperor!"

"It makes sense that the dead are always worthy of sympathy, but you have to remember that even the emperor is not qualified to let me take off the hat, let alone your junior!"

The Zhongzhou disciple took off his hat and looked at Xi Yiyun and shouted.

Xi Yiyun's chest was stuffy. If he was hit hard, a sip of blood spewed out.

The people in Jingyuan looked at the face of the Zhongzhou school disciple and the two horns on his head, shocked and speechless.

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(Tomorrow, I will go back to the northeast and travel on the road. I will definitely write a lot less. If I break, I will tell you in advance and report to you.)