The Path Toward Heaven

A sword rainbow crossed the chest.

Ancestor Xuanyin groaned, falling like fallen leaves.

His realm is not far from the real person of the Qingshan leader Liu Ci, but just shook his face with the Emperor God, and his consciousness was greatly affected. Strong sword?

When everyone thought that Xuanyin's ancestor would die, the fallen leaf suddenly disappeared into the wind, leaving only a burning black smoke.

The black smoke is composed of very fine black powder, which should be the vajra pestle that he used to sneak into Qilin. I do n’t know what kind of evil method he used to replace his body, and temporarily saved his life. The reason why it burns is because of the old Zu's blood was scattered, indicating that he was still seriously injured.

That sword light disappeared in the sea of ​​clouds.

This matter did not end there.

The sea of ​​clouds rolled up and down, like the snow at the peak of the end of the gods, walking through the cat named Liu Ada.

Countless sword swords appeared above the sea of ​​clouds, spilling over the ground, covering the mountains, rivers and lakes within a hundred miles of the East China Sea.

Those swords are either sensational, or calm, intertwined, but not like a net, but more like a mountain, or a giant sword.

At a distance of more than ten miles, the sword intentions were still clearly transmitted to the ground, and the mountain array of Guocheng Temple was once again excited, looking extremely vigilant or even uneasy. The winter trees on the edge were shaking and needle-like leaves kept falling. , Like rain.

The villagers outside Guocheng Temple and the patients who did not return home could not feel these swords, but they could clearly feel the awe and fear in their hearts.

The flavors of firecrackers and bacon were cut into pieces, and they passed away with the atmosphere of the New Year.

Those swords seemed to be looking for something. The sword's edge of the giant sword turned from Guocheng Temple to the north, and then it turned to the east and came to the sea.

The sea waves were quiet.

The blade of the invisible giant sword moved north again.

Wherever they went along the way, evil monsters appeared one after another and fled, and some big monsters who knew their sins were ignoring the danger of the ground and tried to drill down to the ground.

Jianfeng fell outside Shuiyue Temple.

The open patio leading to the underworld became quieter than usual, and no whimpering wind was heard. Two or three weak ghosts avoiding the scripture spells, just showing their heads, were quietly suppressed into blue smoke.

Lord Shui Yuean stood up by the lake, feeling the sword in the sky, his face dignified, and he thought what was going on. Qingshan actually started the sword array!

She turned and looked inside.

In the round window, winter is still asleep.

The master thought silently, when can you wake up, sister?

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Whether it is the leader of the Zhengdao sect, or the rat generation of the evil Dao Zong, whether it is a young ghost in the world, or a ghost in the underworld, before this sword intention, all felt fear.

This is the rumored Aoyama sword array?

It is far beyond 10,000 miles, but it can affect the world along the East China Sea. This is really unimaginable.

The monk crossing the sea looked at Zhuo Rusui in a coma and thought with emotion, being stared at by Qingshan Jianzhen, it was indeed a mortal thing.

No wonder Xuanyin ancestors and two other sword evaders have peerless supernatural powers, but they can only live alive without seeing the sun.

If it was not someone who had been prepared for a long time, I believe that Xuanyin Patriarch was dead.

Moreover, Xuanyin's ancestor was seriously injured at this time. If he can't isolate the investigation of Qingshan Sword Array, who knows how long he can live?

The blood of the ancestor of Xuanyin fell from the sky to the Guocheng Temple, and still continued to burn, and soon ignited several palaces near the Jingyuan.

The monk of Guocheng Temple withdrew the Flame Fire Venerable Mountain Array at the fastest speed, and changed to hold the Water Purity Venerable Bottle Array. However, the fire was only slightly controlled and became smaller, but the fire could not be put on immediately. Put out.

Hundreds of monks rushed over from the main halls in the backyard of the former temple, carrying buckets to prepare for the fire, and were busy. The scene looked extremely chaotic.

Jing Jiu turned to look at the two mountains behind Jingyuan.

The corners of Chenghua Temple can be seen faintly in the mountains.

nobody.

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Before Jing Jiuwang came over, there was a dialogue on the eaves of Chenghua Temple.

At that time Zhuo Rusui just raised his head and looked at Xuanyin's ancestor.

Yinsan and the white cat have lived in Qingshan for countless years. Naturally, they are the most sensitive. They have already judged what is going to happen.

A cold meaning flashed in the eyes of the white cat, silently thinking, "You are miserable now."

Yin San escaped from Jian Hei and borrowed weight to repair it. It has been only thirty years. Even if his talents are good and his experience is rich, he will not take a detour, and now it is a wilderness at most.If the ancestor Xuanyin was killed, he lost the protection of the superpowers, how can he survive?

Strangely, Yin San is very calm, and it seems to have long guessed that Liu Ci will produce the sword and the Qingshan sword array will start.

He also didn't seem to care about the life and death of Xuanyin's ancestors, saying: "I said that tonight is to watch a play."

The cold emotion in the white cat's eyes turned into fear again, and thought what would happen?

Yinsan stood up, ready to leave.

A burst of tree branches broke out in the woods outside the Chenghua Temple, and the bloody sword light spread like clouds.

A figure rose from the sky and fell on the eaves, it was Zhao Layue.

She was thrown into the wood by Jing Jiu, and the fall was not too heavy, but her mind was slightly chaotic, and she was only a little sober until then.

She looked at the young monk and asked with caution: "Who are you?"

Yin San said with emotion: "It's rude, no wonder I didn't like you from the beginning."

After finishing this sentence, he tapped the tip of the cornice with his toes and floated like a big bird, and soon disappeared into the mountain forest beside Chenghua Temple.

Zhao Layue had only seen it in a single person with such a rapid but ethereal stature, and his alertness increased greatly, but he did not hesitate to control the sword.

Firth Sword turned into a brilliant blood, also disappeared in the mountain forest.

The white cat finally regained his freedom, turned his head to look into the forest, and subconsciously walked there a few steps, then stopped.

It turned and walked to the forefront of the eaves corner, looked at the Jingyuan side, confirmed that Jing Jiu had nothing to do, and then slowly stopped.

Where should I go?

This is really the most esoteric problem in the world, the most difficult choice.

It was hesitant, struggling, gave birth to infinite shame, and finally lay down on the eaves, simply not moving.

Who loves who.

The cat is no longer waiting.

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Among the main swords of Qingshan Jiufeng, the Fuji sword is the fastest, the three-foot sword is the coldest, the empty sword is the lightest, and the oldest sword is the softest.

Forth Sword ranked last in the Nine Swords, but as the real sword of Jingyang, the power and hierarchy were naturally not the last, and even the fastest in terms of speed.

The fastest among the nine swords in Qingshan is almost the fastest sword in the world.

Zhao Layue, who traveled to the beginning of the wild, fully controlled the sword of the Forth Sword, and could keep up with the sword repair of the ordinary sea sword.

Suddenly, she crossed the mountain forest behind Chenghua Temple and passed the monk's house on the outermost side of Guocheng Temple to the mountain cliff outside the side gate.

What shocked her was that the young monk had no sword and no magic weapon, nor could she see what volleyball method was used, but she flicked her sleeves so she could fly so fast that she could not even chase on.

It ’s okay if the young monk is a big creature in heaven. The problem is that she has a keen eye and is very certain that the opponent ’s state is just about the same as herself.

What means did the other party use?Is it a bird demon?

What shocked her even more happened.

The young monk suddenly turned around and looked at her and said with a smile: "I'm not a demon chicken, don't think about it."

Zhao Layue was shocked for two reasons.

This young monk turned to Feiyu, extremely chic, but the speed did not slow down at all, it was terrible.

What's more, he said the secret secret of Lord Yinfeng in a single word, indicating that he has a deep connection with Qingshan!

"Senior, please stay!"

Zhao Layue said in a deep voice, but Feijian didn't slow down at all, and chased toward the other party.

Bird shadow and Jianguang floated over the mountain cliff and the vegetable garden under the cliff.

A squeaking sound came from the vegetable garden.

That was when someone opened the door.

"what happened?"

"It's okay."

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The sky moved one point, the tree shadow increased several inches, and had left Guocheng Temple for more than seventy miles.

Hongxia converged, Zhao Layue appeared in shape, stepped into the sky and looked at the huge banyan tree beside Guandao.

On the last day of the old year, people were at home for the Chinese New Year. There was no one on the official road. Do n’t worry about being scared or killed by the aftermath of the practitioners ’fight.

The sound of a melodious flute from the banyan tree was not so festive to welcome the New Year, as if it was just to rejoice for the officials of Qingtian Division.

Yinsan reclined on the branch, holding the bone flute in both hands, and laid it down after a few casual blows.

He also felt a little tired and lack of energy and needed a break.

"Don't worry, you can rest for a while, I think your flute plays well."

Zhao Layue said with a blank expression: "Although playing the flute at this time, it is indeed somewhat inexplicable, too pretentious."

According to her temperament, she finally caught up. Of course, she should directly control the sword to kill the other party, instead of saying these nonsense.

The same is true of her practice criticism.

The reason for this is because she wants to delay some time.

Controlling the sword at such a fast speed is also a great burden for her, and she needs time to reply.

More importantly, she is not confident ... able to leave this young monk.

Whether it is time delay or lack of confidence, it is a very rare thing for her.

This is related to the magical body technique revealed by the young monk, and the scene in the roof of Chenghua Temple has always been deeply in her heart.

Lord Bai Gui was held in the arms of the young monk at that time, and behaved extremely well and honestly.

In the past few years at the end of Shenmo Peak, neither she nor Gu Qing nor Yuan Qu have seen it like this.

This young monk was able to control Master Bai Gui ... how confident she is, she knows that she cannot be the opponent of this person.

"Want to drag the time? It really doesn't look like the legendary Zhao Layue."

Yinsan inserted the bone flute back to his waist and smiled as she watched her.

Zhao Layue didn't care if the other party saw that she was dragging her time, because she knew she was not Hu Guifei or Xiao He, and she was not good at acting.

"So who is the legendary predecessor?"

Yin San did not answer her question, saying: "Jing Jiu didn't dare to bring the chicken and dog around, and he couldn't move the old turtle, so he could only carry the cat. The problem is ... the cat's courage is always small, My realm is not as high as you think. Do you want to try to kill me? "

The four guarding adults in Qingshan, when the young monk said, it was like a pet kept next door ... Zhao Layue then thought that when he thought that the other party was a bird demon, the other party once gave an answer. When he wanted to be a white ghost, he answered again, and his expression changed slightly.

Does the other party read mind?

"What is mind-reading, it's a trick played by river and lake warlocks. I use Taoism, not tricks."

Yin San sighed and said, "Qingshan is really not as good as the next generation. Jing Jiu has never taught you the truth of being inclusive with a sword?"

Zhao Layue's guess was confirmed, her eyes became more alert, thinking about what kind of monster she encountered.

The next moment, she expelled all these ideas out of the sea of ​​knowledge, regained her swordsmanship, entered the Taoist mind, and prevented her from being seen by the other party.

It was at this moment that she thought of a possibility.

Yin San raised his eyebrows slightly, looking a little displeased, and said slightly: "Why don't you want it? Because you are afraid of being guessed by others, you just don't want to, just like you never entered the world because you were worried about being disturbed by the world? I ’m worried about shit, so I do n’t eat, because I ’m afraid I ’m going to die, so I do n’t live at all? ”

Zhao Layue was silent for a while, and said, "How do you want to have nothing to do with me, and how you want to have nothing to do with you."

Yin said with no expression on his face: "Do you know why I don't like you? Because you have become more and more like him, no matter what, only know that the sword guards itself, the practice breaks through, it is extremely boring, the road is in the world, also Between a meal and a meal, such a path of desperation is really tacky. "

Zhao Layue said: "This is the duty of the monk."

Yin San shook his head and said, "No, you were led astray by him. I know that you liked to eat hot pot, but I don't want to come now."

Zhao Layue said: "You are wrong, I still like to eat hot pot."

Yin San's eyes changed slightly and said, "Does he care about you?"

Zhao Layue looked into his eyes and said seriously: "He told me that everyone has his own way, so he does n’t like to eat hot pot, but it wo n’t stop me from eating hot pot. People all over the world and even people in the underworld come to eat, this is wrong. "