The Path Toward Heaven

Xuanyin Patriarch is indeed very old, but Tianjin is older than him.According to Jing Jiu's corollary, more than 600 years ago, when the near people left the South China Sea, on behalf of Kirishima's ancestor Nan, he tended to find successors. Eventually, he chose Jianxi as the lead, then he should be at least 700 years old.

His practice talent is ordinary, but his spiritual strength is rare in the world. With more than 700 years of practice, his mind can move the world, and it is difficult to meet opponents by reason.It is a pity that he is good at fortune telling, but he didn't count his life so bad. First, he met Jing Jiu and Chan Zi in Chaoge City, and now he encountered such characters as Yin San.

The most important thing is that he thought this was the game he set up with Xuanyin's ancestors. When he thought that he eventually became a player in the game, he was defeated naturally, and he didn't even have time to commit suicide. He was completely controlled by Yinsan.

"Your game is actually very good."

Yin San looked at Xuanyin's ancestor and said, full of appreciation.

The ancestor was very embarrassed, rubbed his red nose, and said, "I have been with a real person for a long time, and I can always learn some mantras."

After escaping from the Jianshan prison in Qingshan, Yinsan went to the South China Sea to find the ancestor of Kirishima, took the Western King Sun back to the mainland, buried the cause of the recapture of the old forest, and then found the ancestor of Xuanyin in the cold mountain wasteland Traveled for twenty years.

During these two decades, Xuanyin's ancestors were Yinsan's bodyguards, servants, servants, Qingke, and old dogs.

No one wants to be a dog, let alone a big devil like him.

With the magical state of Xuanyin's ancestors, it is very easy to kill Yinsan, just move your fingers or even blow a breath.

The problem is that until today he didn't know what method Yin San used to make Qingshan Jianzhen find himself.

He did not want to go back to the bottom of the cold mountain.

It ’s hard to see the days of the sun, especially since he has already come out, where is the courage to go back?

If he wants to get rid of Yinsan and tear the dog chain between his necks, he has to find a way to kill Yinsan and he will still not be discovered by Qingshan Jianzhen.

He used to move the idea of ​​the turtle shell on the side of Daze, but later found that Emperor Xiao was actually the most determined follower of Yin San, and he could only give up this idea. Then he naturally thought of another sword escaper, his sight fell on On the misty island in the distant South China Sea.

In Guocheng Temple, through the fat monk in the back kitchen, he contacted Su Ziye, who was devoted to the Xihai sword faction, to show his identity, and suggested that the Xihai sword god do something with himself-the Xihai sword faction is the fog The island's veins, although this matter is secret, but an old devil like him is not difficult to guess.

Whether killing Yinsan or Jingjiu, Xihai Jianshen is an irresistible temptation, as long as he knows the true identity of these two people.

At the beginning, the ancestor thought that after killing Yin San, he used the method of Kirishima to cover his breath to prevent Qingshan Jianzhen from discovering himself. Later, Yinsan was very interested in the first son sword, so he thought of a more perfect s solution.That was when Yin San tried to control Tian Jinren, he suddenly raided a sneak attack, but instead let Tian Jinren control Yin San's soul and find a way to escape the Qingshan sword formation.

As Yin San said, this game is really good, even perfect, with only one problem.

Yin San got it.

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Yin San didn't make it clear, but just gave Xuan Yin Patriarch a lesson.

He knew that Jing Jiu was still hiding his back, whether it was Divine Emperor or Qingshan, but he did not tell the ancestor, so he calmly watched him penetrated by Liu Ci with a sword, seriously injured, and almost died.

Patriarch woke up at Daze and soon wanted to understand all of it. He immediately crawled out of the blood barrel naked, knelt in front of him, and expressed regret with tears and tears, begging him for forgiveness, The backhand sold the Xihai Jianpai.

Yin San pulled a straw from the straw pile and put it in his mouth to chew slowly. Looking at the rising sun in the distance, he was tired and said, "Don't do this again in the future."

Ancestor stood up quickly, standing like a boy, with his hands pressed against the seams of his pants, and said, "Don't dare anymore."

He almost died in the Guocheng Temple. Such a lesson is deep enough. At the same time, he wanted to understand why Bai Gui never showed up that day.

Qingshan guarded, even when he was in his heyday, he would also feel a little trouble to deal with, but the man who was so clever in front of a real person was really like a castrated cat. Why is it so afraid of real people?

The fat monk of Guochengsi's kitchen chef has already died of death, and can no longer eat steamed buns dipped in fermented bean curd and roast pork wrapped with sesame leaves.

The restaurant in Haizhou City is the place where the ancestors made an appointment with the West Sea. Who can think of the industry that is not Lao Lin?

Knowing that the whole world is full of people, no one can lead the king, from the West Sea to the East Sea, from the snowfield to Penglai, the entire continent is under the watch of a real person.

Real people are no longer omnipotent, but they still seem to be omniscient. This feeling is really frightening.

He just didn't know that the Xuanyin ancestor's blow to Qilin seemed fierce in Guocheng Temple, but he didn't bring any real harm.

Looking at the young man with a beautiful face and a calm expression on the rice dumplings, Xuanyin Patriarch sighed in his heart and asked, "The real person already knows the whereabouts of the first son sword?"

Tianjinren lay under the rice heap, eyes closed, and breath.

Yinsan glanced at him and said, "I also know something else."

As the initiator of the Wuhai Island in the South China Sea, Tianjin people knew many secrets and were extremely familiar with the Xihai Sword School.

Ancestor Xuanyin said with a smile on his face, "Congratulations to the real person."

Yinsan jumped off the rice heap, patted the grass scraps on his body, and walked away.

The ancestor picked up Tianjin, like an old dog with a bone in his back, following him.

They walked in the direction of the rising sun, and they didn't know where to go.

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Have you ever heard of a sword that falls from the sky?

Zhao Layue once heard Jing Jiu's question.

That was when they were in Haizhou City many years ago. They were wanted by the Qingtian Division, and the practitioners of various denominations who participated in the Four Seas Banquet prepared to siege them.

The cloud and mist became weaker and weaker until it was completely dispersed, and the sword between the cliffs became more and more fierce, giving a feeling of eagerness to try.

Even if I haven't seen it, Zhao Layue has already guessed that this is the taste of Qingshan Jianzhen.

In the three hundred years since the death of Taiping, the Qingshan Sword Array has never been activated, not even the signs of activation.

In the past year, the Qingshan Jianzhen actually appeared twice in a row, and Jianfeng was exposed twice before the eyes of the world and the disciples, which was shocking.

At the end of last year, the start of the Qingshan Jianzhen was to kill the Xuanyin ancestor in the Guocheng Temple from a long distance. What is the reason this time?

Just when she thought about these problems, Yunwu returned to the peak, and the Qingshan sword formation calmed down, indicating that the target had disappeared.

It is difficult to start the Green Mountain Sword Array and it is more difficult to stop it.

Jing Jiu knew that the man was a brother. Only he understood the operation mode of Qingshan Sword Array so much, turning Qingshan Sword Array into a sword thousands of miles away.

He used this sword to force Xuanyin's ancestors to stay beside him as a bodyguard. Naturally, he can also take advantage of Qingshan sword array to do something that he can't do with his current level of strength, just like before-look at Qingshan sword The direction he was aiming at earlier, the person he wanted to deal with was probably Jian Xilai.

There are ghosts in Qingshan Jiufeng, such as Fang Jingtian, such as those who hide deeper.

In the four guards, the chickens and dogs failed to ascend to heaven, but they must also lean towards him. Ah dare did not dare to offend on both sides. Yuangui only knew to sleep.

And Qingshan Jianzhen is like a toy for him.

No matter how you look at it, Brother ’s background in Castle Peak is still strong. If you really go to war in the future, who wins and who loses is really unknown.

Jing Jiu has determined that the White-Blade Fairy has beaten himself down, and the smoke and clouds will be scattered. The brothers and sisters must have done their hands and feet, but that hand and foot may have been done many years ago, such as four hundred years ago.It is a pity that he was not able to kill his brother in Guocheng Temple. If he was not comatose at that time, he would definitely let the emperor not control himself, and kill the brother first.

No matter what the secret is, you ca n’t hide from everyone. If you let Yimaozhai and other upright sects know that the brothers have escaped, they will definitely go to great lengths. At least the Zhongzhou faction will definitely take advantage of this.No one can forget the many bloody storms caused by Senior Brother in Chaotian mainland.

Now the storm will come again.

In the past, Jing Jiu would not be too worried, but now he is too weak.

He looked at his right hand and was silent for a long time.

The severely deformed right hand is like a plum in a pot tied up with a rope.

If it is true plum blossom, or you can find some other beauty from this abnormality, but this is a hand.

The monk yearned for the ultimate, so many teachers in Qingshan looked at Jing Jiu and thought he must be very promising because his face was too perfect.

No longer perfect, that is a problem, and it is not as simple as ugly.

The right hand is his true edge, which cannot be repaired, which will seriously affect his combat strength and future practice.

The situation was only slightly better for half a year in Jianfeng. At this speed, he wanted to repair his right hand completely, for fear of thousands of years.

Jing Jiu was a little depressed, which was a rare emotion for him.

Of course, he had very few emotions.

In other words, when he was a Zen master like Watanabe, he stabbed to death with one finger, where would he be so seriously injured.

He remembered what happened when Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui hunted down his brother, and asked, "That bone flute cuts even a ten-year-old sword?"

Zhao Layue said, "Neither can I."

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, and said, "Go to Defeng."

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Shangde Peak is very cold. Most of the peaks are cold-resistant pine trees. It is not very nice to watch. It is mainly too monotonous. It takes a long time to watch, and it will always be a bit greasy.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue were standing under the peak and could already feel the cold wind coming in front.

Shangde Peak is the most solemn place in Qingshan Jiufeng, and ordinary disciples are strictly forbidden to enter and leave at will.

If they do not want to show their identity, they have to find a way to go in by themselves.

Zhao Layue thought of Master Jianlu's ruthless temperament and said, "I let Yuan Qu come to open the way?"

It is normal for Master to let the apprentices come over and do anything, such as going through the back door.

"I'm more familiar with him here."

Jing Jiu took Zhao Layue to the peak, instead of following the mountain road, he walked directly into the pine forest.

The cold wind was blowing through the branches, and Songtao bursts.He was really familiar with this place. There was obviously no road, and all the sight was thick pine needles, but he could easily find the direction. He soon came to a cliff on the west foot and found a cave.

The temperature here is colder than under the peak. If you are not a monk, I am afraid that you need to wrap several cotton clothes to hold it.

Zhao Layue followed him into the cave house and found that there was nothing in it, which should have been abandoned for many years.

There was a stone wall in the deepest part of Dongfu. She reached out and touched it and found that the surface was extremely hot. She was surprised to find that the whole wall was actually fire jade.

A ban was attached to the stone wall, Jing Jiu waved it away, and took her to continue walking inwards, through several narrow stone cracks, and into a dark passage.

The deeper the channel, the lower the temperature and the colder it is, and the thicker the frost on the stone walls.

I don't know how long it has passed, the channel finally came to an end, it was a cliff.

In front of the cliff is the abyss, or a large cave leading to the ground. A skylight falls from a very high place, illuminating the bottom of the cave.

A huge black dog like a mountain lies quietly at the bottom of the cave.

The daylight illuminates its smooth black fur without traces of impurities, and it looks like the most precious satin.

Jing Jiu took Zhao Layue down.

The black dog opened his eyes and looked at them from the top, his eyes cold and indifferent.

"She is Zhao Layue, the Lord of the Moral Peak, it is a corpse dog."

Jing Jiu introduced them.

The black dog slowly lowered his head, indicating that he had seen it.

Zhao Layue earnestly saluted.

The black dog closed his eyes again.

Jing Jiu watched it silent for a while, then turned and walked into the sword prison.

The sword prison was also very cold and the air was very dry.

The breath from the cells on both sides of the passage was terrible.

Some of these prisoners are horrible monsters, some are strong men in the underworld, and some are evil repairs with their hands stained with blood.Based on Zhao Layue's temperament, she should be curious about the stories of these prisoners. Maybe she still wants to find an opportunity to come and try the sword, but today she doesn't know why. She didn't even look at those cells.

"In this cell is Master Uncle Tailu, you should be called Master Uncle Zu."

Jing Jiu found that Zhao Layue didn't respond, and turned to look around, and found that she was actually thinking what she was thinking.

"what happened?"

"No ... I just suddenly felt like to have a dog in Shenmofeng?"

Zhao Layue woke up and looked at him seriously.

Jing Jiu thought about it and said, "Yuan Qi Whale will not agree."

Zhao Layue looked at him inexplicably, gestured the length with both hands, and said, "I mean raising such a big dog."

Jing Jiu didn't understand and asked, "Why do you suddenly want to have a dog?"

"Now there are monkeys, cats, cicadas on the peak, yes, and the horse you brought back, what are you afraid of raising a dog?"

Zhao Layue said: "We can still watch the door when we go out, can't we count on that lazy cat?"

"Why keep a dog?"

"The dog is very loyal."

"why?"

"Adult Corpse Dog is very handsome."

The two spoke at random and came to a hall deep in the sword prison.

The floor of the hall is paved with bluestone and surrounded by lights, which is much brighter and warmer than other parts of Jian Hei.

There is a passageway on the right hand side of the two, under the light of the lights, it leads to the very deep, there is a cell at the end.

The passage and the cell are covered with the sharpest swordsmanship of the heavenly continent.

Feeling those sword intentions, Zhao Layue's expression changed slightly, and he gave him a subconscious look.

"These are my sword intentions."

Jing Jiu took her to the cell at the end of the passage.

When he came to see Liu Shisui a few years ago, he just glanced at the cell without passing.

Because he didn't want to see the picture in the cell.

Since it was his sword intention, he naturally unleashed himself as he stepped in.

It didn't take long for him and Zhao Layue to walk to the cell and push the door in.

The arrangement in the cell is very comprehensive, with beds and tables, various utensils, fine springs, and even magical objects that constantly illuminate the blue sky and white clouds.

There is only one cell in the jail cell.

Zhao Layue looked at the white bone on the bed and had already guessed who had been held here.

It was only thirty years since Taiping lived away from Jian prison, why did it become a bone?

Jing Jiu walked to the bed and found that the boned right arm had been broken at the elbow.

"So it turns out."

Throughout the entire green mountain, he and his fellow brothers have the deepest understanding of the four words of all things and one sword.

So the flying sword looked not like a sword, but a flute.

Jing Jiu quietly looked at the bone, as if he saw a lot of pictures.

In this isolated cell, the brother practiced in silence, exhausted countless years, endured the ultimate pain, and finally trained his arm into a flying sword.

Then he tore his right arm off his body.

How much pain it can bear means how much pain the betrayal of Jing Jiu, Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing brought him.

These pains are all hatred now?

Zhao Layue understood Jing Jiu's meaning, and his eyes moved from the bone's broken arm to his deformed right hand.