The Path Toward Heaven

Han Xing was dim, bronze-colored, and out of the box shocked the wind and rain.The dragon scale is three feet long and has a tiger spirit for thousands of years.

I remember that at that time, I once brought my old man to a barren land.Touching God's Light, seeing Guan Shangchu Chu Chu.

Guest Travel.Ming Pei was hired by the Central Plains, only to understand and agree with each other.Looking back at Sutai, the fish intestines suddenly flew up, and numerous berylliums were scattered.

Try to hang away from the grave grass, and the tide is like a hero.For the gentleman who came to the state, forgive me.

(Wang Yuanxing, Yong Yanling Ji Zijian, Qing: Cao Zhenji)

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Of course, there is more than one cave house at the end of Shenmo Peak.

Except for the apes, only Jing Jiu knew where the other caves were.

The Dong Mansion in Fengding Dao Palace seems to be just one. In fact, there is no cave in it, which can lead directly to the sky, or to the countless secluded places in Gufeng.

There is a cave house deep in the mountain belly. On the ground, there is a pool carved from a whole piece of mountain jade. The surface is extremely smooth. What is inside is not water, but a light golden liquid, exuding a soft light.

Jing Jiu was lying in the pool with his eyes closed.

A pale golden liquid overwhelmed his neck, covering his smoother and whiter body than the surface of Yuchi, with only a pale but still beautiful face exposed.

I do n’t know what these pale golden liquids are, and they exude extremely pure aura. Although they are far inferior to the longevity immortals in his left hand, they are countless times richer than the aura of Shiyuefeng ’s medicine garden. Countless elixirs have turned into water?

I don't know how long after that, Jing Jiu opened his eyes and stood up from the jade pond. The night pearls on the walls of the cave felt brightly and illuminated the cave.

The light golden liquid dripped from the tip of his right finger and fell back into the jade pond. The color seemed to be much lighter.

His right hand is still heavily deformed, like a twisted sword.

The pale golden liquid drips, and his body is instantly clean, with no drop remaining. I do n’t know if it ’s a weird liquid, or if his skin is too smooth.

Jing Jiu walked to the stone wall, waved his hand to open the hidden door, took out the white coat prepared in advance and put it on, and then closed the door again.

In this very short period of time, I was able to see behind the Hidden Gate a wider cave house with a few debris in it, piled with countless crystals.

It turns out that the pale golden liquid in the jade pool was made of spar.

With the volume of the jade pond, it takes at least hundreds of pieces to fill up with liquefied spar, which is more than a year for the middle sect, but he is used to take a bath?

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Of course Jing Jiu is not taking a bath.

Although he is a Chaoge person, most of the years are spent in the Qingshan Mountains, and he has long formed the habit of Southerners, and he is lazy.

He is healing.

In fact, if it wasn't for this time the injury was too serious, he needed to think about some ways seriously. He couldn't remember that he still had so many crystal stones hidden in Shenmofeng.

After soaking in Yuchi for so long, the cracks on the surface of Jianwan and the arm bones have been repaired as before, but the injury to the right hand has not improved.

He raised his right hand in front of his eyes and made several movements.

The severely deformed right hand movement is very inconvenient, the movement appears a bit stiff and weird.

He shook his head, carried his right hand behind him, and lifted it upward.

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The heavy stone door opened, bringing up a little smoke.

Gu Qing and Yuan Qu walked out of the temple, and the monkeys under the cliff called several times.

The white cat on the edge of the cliff opened his eyes, and the cicada nearly fell under the cliff, but was lifted by an invisible force.

Zhao Layue rose from the bamboo chair, looked at Jing Jiu, who came out of the cave, and asked, "How?"

Jing Jiu didn't expect Liu Ada to be in her arms, and then he wanted to understand why, saying, "There are still some problems."

Monk Watai is the chief of the law hall of Guocheng Temple, and should be ranked in the top five in terms of real combat strength. It is even more terrifying when he uses the majestic method of lay down the world.

Jing Jiu is in the middle of the wild, and he is undoubtedly the strongest among the younger generation of practitioners, which is still a lot worse than the cross-sea monk.

The most important thing is that his state is not enough to exert the true ability of the body.

His body is very special, when he first entered the Qingshan Sect, he was able to kill Zuo Yi of Bihu Peak in Jianfeng.

This brought him a lot of benefits, such as not being easily injured, so that he could break the Nanshan sword in the Qingshan trial sword at that time, and he could spend so long with the Qilin that suppressed the realm, but also brought a corresponding The problem is that if this body is really seriously injured, it will be difficult to recover.

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If the sword is broken, it should be repaired.

There are monks in Qingshan, and there is no need for a doctor, so the medicine of Shiyuefeng can solve most of the problems.

Jing Jiu went to Yunxingfeng.

Numerous clouds and mists enveloped the mountain, and was driven by an invisible force to swim on its own, but it did not disperse all year round. Probably because of this reason it was called Yunxing Peak.

He and Zhao Layue stood in front of the peak and looked at the scene. Instead of thinking about that year, they thought of Yunmeng Mountain of the Zhongzhou School at the same time, although the latter had not been there.

Yun Xingfeng's disciples were very surprised to see them. They hurried forward to salute and asked the two uncles if they needed any help.

If the Qingshan Feijian is seriously damaged, it will usually be sent to Yunxing Peak for repair, and then sent to the chaotic stone room in the peak for self-cultivation and purification.

Yun Xingfeng's disciples thought that Jing Jiu came to repair the sword, and he was a little bit nervous when he was nervous. Do they think they can see the rumored universe front today?

There are many secrets in the battle of Guocheng Temple, but the battle between Jing Jiu and Qilin became the most famous thing in Qingshan in the past years.

Everyone knows that Uncle Mo's black iron sword has been reborn in the hands of Uncle Xiao, and has been promoted to the Flying Sword of Immortal Order. The disciples of Qingshan are naturally curious.

Unfortunately, they did not see the cosmic front, because Jing Jiu was not the one to repair.

He walked up to Yunxing Peak side by side with Zhao Layue-not knowing whether to follow some extremely ancient rules, or whether he still didn't like to control swords.

Yunxing Peak is rugged with rocks, steep cliffs, desolate eyes, no greenery, and no life.

Swords are everywhere, looming in the cliffs, the stones, and the clouds.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue quickly reached the middle of Yunxing Peak and disappeared into the clouds.

Yun Xingfeng's disciples dispersed.

The cloud that has not dispersed all year round can cover the eyes of the disciples, but it cannot block the eyes of Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue.

Whether it is a congenital invisible sword body or an acquired invisible sword body, there is a pair of sword heads that can see through the reality.

"We old people are still used to calling it Jianfeng."

Looking at the strangely shaped stones and feeling the ubiquitous sword intention, Jing Jiu said: "According to the ancestors speculation, the sky-killing spirit of the green mountain spirit vein is deep in the ground of Jianfeng, but the sword intention is too sharp , No one can look close. "

Zhao Layue said: "The ancestors of all dynasties used the lethal aura revealed here to make swords and hide swords, so Yun Xingfeng is called Jianfeng?"

Jing Jiu shook his head and said, "Heaven and earth form a peak on their own, and there is a sword in the peak, so it is called Jianfeng."

Zhao Layue was a little puzzled. Did n’t I think that there would be the Qingshan Sect first and then the Jianfeng?

Jing Jiu said: "Ten thousands of years ago, this mountain brought up a sword by itself, and the Kaipai Patriarch realized the true meaning of swordsmanship, and then there was the Qingshan Sect."

Zhao Layue was surprised. When he was studying sword at Xijian Creek, no one had told her that, and there was no relevant record in the sword sutra.

In this way, that sword is the ancestor of Castle Peak in a sense?

Jing Jiu knew what she was thinking, and said: "For tens of thousands of years, this mountain still produces new flying swords. The sword returns to Qingshan. At the beginning, it was not that the sword was passed to the younger disciples after Jian Xiu died. The other party inherits the spirit of Kendo in Qingshan, and it is very simple literal meaning. "

Zhao Layue thought thoughtfully: "The sword came out of Qingshan. Jianxiu spent his whole life. After the end, should he return it to Qingshan?"

Jing Jiu took her to continue upward.

The higher the Yunxing Peak is, the deeper the fog will be, and the sword will become stronger and denser.

Those flying swords that were born in heaven and earth and returned by the former commander before he died were hidden in the rock and in the cracks of the cliff, everywhere.

Some flying swords have handles, others have no handles, and they are like nails inserted in the cliff stone, and some are like the embryos of the swords that have just been punched out in the blacksmith's shop. In the stone, or like the branches between the rocks, it is difficult to distinguish.

Zhao Layue thought that this should be the flying sword born from Jianfeng, but he wanted to refine the edge of the sword. I don't know if it would take thousands of years.

The flying swords between the cliffs suddenly shook slightly, making a very low, unheard hum.

Zhao Layue couldn't hear those voices, but he could naturally feel the change of sword's intention and slightly change his expression.

She used to quench her body with sword intention for several years before she became an invisible sword body. She was familiar with the environment and those sword intentions. She didn't understand why these flying swords behaved so commotion. Looking behind Jing Jiu, Is it related to the universe front?

The cosmic front was wrapped in many layers of cloth tape, and all the brightness and sharpness were absorbed. It looked very unremarkable, and was still tied to Jing Jiu's back.

"Noisy," Jing Jiu said.

Those flying swords suddenly became much quieter.

Jing Jiu looked towards Jianfeng somewhere.

The cosmic front bursts out into a bright and quiet sword light, passes through the layers of clouds and mist, and inserts somewhere somewhere between the cliffs to start self-cultivation.

He didn't come to return the sword, but he felt that the temperament of the sword was too cold and the edge of the sword was too strong. He was afraid that Gu Qing could not control it, so he got Jianfeng to raise it.

Of course, the most important thing is that he wants to come here to see if he can heal his injuries.

Logically speaking, as a peerless genius sword repairer, he should know how to repair a sword, but he really has no experience.

At the beginning, regardless of whether it was at Shangdefeng or Shenmofeng, he closed his doors all year round. He did n’t see people in the world. He rarely fought with people. In the few games he experienced, there was often no enemy under the sword. Feijian met very rarely. The fastest Fuji two sword is replaced with the fastest Forth sword, it will not be damaged at all.

The cloud was deeper, and Zhao Layue's black and white eyes lighted up with a sword light to see the surrounding environment and felt a little familiar, and then saw the hole on the cliff.

She was sitting cross-legged in this cliff for three years.

Jing Jiu asked: "Comfortable?"

This is to ask if it would be comfortable to sit in a cliff cave for a long time.

Zhao Layue looked at his face, and naturally remembered that he suddenly jumped in front of him, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

"It's okay, and Jianyi is born from the cliff, and I feel more fully."

Jing Jiu waved another hole next to the hole.

The shape of the two holes is similar, about three feet from the ground, but the latter is slightly larger.

Zhao Layue sat in, Jing Jiu sat in the cave next to him, and then closed his eyes.

Jing Jiulai Jianfeng is for healing, Zhao Layue has other reasons.

From Guocheng Temple chasing Yinsan to Daze, on the way she forcibly broke through and moved into the wilderness, it is inevitable that there are still some problems.

Jing Jiu asked her to come to Jianfeng to quench the body again, and stabilize the state.

This method is very dangerous, and he and Zhao Layue can only look at Qingshan.

However, this method can not be used for a long time and many times, otherwise the sword may be hidden and hurt.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue kept their swords on their minds, always ignoring foreign objects, closed their eyes and entered a state of emptiness, slowly breathing until they heard nothing.

Clouds drifted, and they sat in the cliff caves as if they had become two stone statues, looming.

Half a year later, Qingshan ushered in another summer. The large array turned on the cloud vortex and allowed the thunderstorm to fall. Dozens of flying swords rose from the peak and quenched in the thunderstorm. Bihu Peak continuously led to lightning. The shine is extremely bright.

A young disciple saw these pictures in the cave house beside Xijian Creek. His mind was greatly shocked and his will became stronger.

In the early morning of the next day, he climbed alone to Yunxingfeng, determined to climb to the highest point today, and find his own flying sword.

In the evening, he was cut through his clothes, and finally climbed into the cloud and came to the upper section.

The clouds around him suddenly spread out, and he found that he was on the edge of a cliff with two caves in front of him. There were two stone figures of a man and a woman.

He walked in front of the cave with curiosity and reached out to touch the stone statue, only to find that it was a human!

The young disciple was startled, and thought to himself that the former generation teacher of Jiangui Qingshan passed away?

If so, how disrespectful of his previous actions, he quickly knelt down and bowed to the cave to salute.

Just the moment his knee touched the ground, Yun Xingfeng suddenly vibrated!

The gusty wind roared, the clouds and fog swam at high speed, and an extremely strange friction sound came from the depths of the mountain.

The young disciples looked pale, and thought that their own disrespect for their elders caused condemnation?Quickly knocked a few heads, then turned and fled down the mountain.

The situation is changing, and naturally it cannot be because of the behavior of a young disciple.

The movement of Yun Xingfeng has caused a lot of attention. More than a dozen swordsmen flew out of the peaks, all elders breaking the sea.

Bihufeng Master Cheng Youtian is here, the late feast of Shangdefeng is here, and even Nan Wang has left Qingrong Peak.

Jinglai, the master of Xilai Peak, is at the highest place, with a serious expression, looking somewhere in the distance.

Clouds are spreading, Jianfeng is about to show truth, indicating that Qingshan Jianzhen is starting.

There are only two possibilities, one is the unimaginable strong enemy to commit, and then the information of which sword escaper Qingshan Sword Array found in the world is ready to be killed by long distance.

In the cliff cave, Zhao Layue opened his eyes, looked at the clouds and fog in the sky and the sword lights in the sky, and asked slightly, "What's going on?"

Jing Jiu asked: "Have you ever heard of a sword that falls from the sky?"