The Path Toward Heaven

Looking at this scene, the father and son of Lu Guo were startled.

Duke Lu Guo stared at Lu Ming fiercely, thinking, did you go to Qinglou again?Not told you, be careful, be careful!

Lu Ming looked blank, completely unaware of what happened.

He didn't realize the meaning of his father's eyes this time, otherwise he would cry out injustice.

Grandpa Lu was even more annoyed and coughed heavily. Do I want my father-in-law to help me!

Lu Ming understood this time and quickly helped his wife up.

Grandma Lu ’s position in Guogong ’s government has always been special, not because she is the wife of the son of the world, but because she is the most beloved daughter of the prime minister. The most important thing is that the day she became married to Lu Ming, Lu Guogong suddenly halfway It disappeared, and there was a huge joke in Chaoge City. Everyone in Guogongfu including Lu Guogong had always been a little apologetic and embarrassed to her because of this matter. Naturally, she was very tolerant and respectful.

"Chill, what are you doing?"

Grandpa Lu Guo looked at his daughter-in-law and Yan Yuese and asked, "If you have anything to say, you must rule for you."

Grandma Deer Lu knew that her father-in-law misunderstood, and quickly said: "It has nothing to do with Lu Ming. I want to ask for another thing."

Hearing this sentence, Lu Guogong did not feel relaxed, frowning more tightly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Grandma Lu, thinking of the family not far away, summoned the courage and said, "The daughter-in-law wants you to go and talk to the Jing family ..."

Lu Ming said with a hesitant face: "Isn't that the family matter?"

Grandma Deer Lu lowered her head and said, "My niece is more spoiled than I was at home. I have been dying for life in these two years, making the house uneasy. I have no choice but to think of persuading from the Jing family."

Lu Guogong said: "At first I raised the relatives for the Jing family, your family refused, but what can I say now?"

Lu Ming sneered and said: "Your family only thinks about the low position of Jing Shang, but never thinks that Brother Li is the companion of Prince Yao, and the details of his family are more than that."

Grandma Lu younger sighed: "Who in Chaoge City does not know that the Jing family has a great fairy master, but my father read a book in Maozhai ..."

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows and said, "Although Yimaozhai is more intimate with the Zhongzhou faction, it is not an opponent with Qingshan. How about that?"

"But don't forget, some of my elder brothers and those relatives, who has nothing to do with Yunmeng Mountain?" Grandma Lu said with a wry smile, then turned to look at Lu Guogong and pleaded: "Grandpa, you talk to the Jing family, Tell Brother Li not to meet Xiao Qi anymore, otherwise it will only get worse.

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Jing Jiu naturally did not know about this matter.

In fact, he did not know that the roller blind man was the ear of the court.

Before leaving the imperial palace, he told the emperor that he had something to tell the roller blind person, completely thinking that the roller blind person was all over the heavenly continent, no matter where he should be found.As for how the god emperor made the roller blind person to deliver the message, it was a very simple matter when he wanted to come, because the roller blind person had sent him news several times.

After leaving Chaoge City, he did not control the sword, nor did he ride the car, avoid the official road, walked northwest in the mountains of Congshan, he had not encountered a market town for several days, but occasionally saw a room in the valley Smoking house.

Other monks may use this time to enter the world, but as he said to Zhao Layue, he feels that this approach does not make much sense, at least for himself.There is no heart-robbing, why do you have to make some, and then try to break it?

Seven days later he passed by Juyecheng.

It was actually reluctant to say that he was passing by. In fact, he passed by the mountains 400 miles south of Juye City, but the weather in autumn was too refreshing, and his eyesight was so good that he could see the little black spot in Juye City. .

Juyecheng is seven hundred miles away from Baicheng, and those four hundred miles are thousands of miles away.

This is the rule he has set for himself, and he will never step into the place within a thousand miles of the snowfield.

He was designed by Taiping real people and was trapped in the snow field for six years. He didn't want to have such an experience any more, and he didn't want to face the snow queen anymore.

From Juyecheng to the west is the cold mountain, and everywhere you see is desolate wilderness, yellowing grass, lonely wild mountain, you can't see any people.

Most of the evil Dao sects and loose repairs in the Chaotian Continent were rushed to this desolate world by the Zheng Dao sects. I do n’t know how many monsters and sinisters are hidden under the seemingly calm field.Righteous practitioners are easy to have trouble here, so apart from the strong ones like Fang Jingtian and Yueqianmen, few people come here alone.

Jing Jiu went to a wild lake and sat down.

The reason why Lengshan is called Lengshan is naturally because the climate here is cold, especially in the past few years when the cold wave of the snowfield has gradually become stronger, or autumn has been as difficult as the deep winter in previous years.A lot of thin ice has formed on the surface of the wild lake, cutting the blue sky into many pieces, and cutting the perfect face into countless beautiful details.

Jing Jiu looked at the lake and wondered what was the hardest thing in the world?Not just yourself.

He is not too high now, he can still find some things to sharpen his sword, or wait for the realm to be higher, and the sword will come up with him, even if Yi Maozhai ’s dragon-tailed inkstone is useless, so he must completely cure his right hand now. it is good.The problem is that the bones of the monster have been ground into powder. Where can I find monster bones of the same level?

Do you really want to go to Cuiping County, Ruzhou, and dig out the grave of the mountain demon?But the mountain demon died of thunder and robbery. I was afraid that the corpse would turn into blue smoke that day. Of course, even if the corpse was still there, he would not be able to do so, otherwise the little monk would definitely turn his face.

Or go to Yimaozhai and use the dragon-tail inkstone at the age of ten?If Bu Qiuxiao disagrees, then grab?If Liu Ci is embarrassed to help, then steal?

Thinking of some of them, interesting and boring, he nibbled at the chilly lake wind, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

The sky was fading, the time was gradually moving, and the lake was getting deeper until the night came.

His breath faded away, and his breath disappeared, but he did not die, just like a rock by the lake.

In the early morning of the second day, Chaoyang illuminated the lake, bringing some warmth and condensing the wetness in the wind.

A few drops of dew appeared on the perfect face, slowly falling, until it flowed into his lips.

Jing Jiu opened his eyes and woke up like a lotus.

He looked at the wild lake, and after a night of cold infestation, the thin ice on the water had condensed in one place and turned into a bright mirror, reflecting the morning light.

There was a humbling rumbling sound beneath the ice. It was not that there were monsters roaring in the lake, nor was it moving, but the ice itself.

Just as he came to Lengshan, it was his own meaning.

He had an idea for a long time, but he didn't make up his mind to sit all night by the lake.

Overnight, Yehu was frozen.

He got up and walked to the ice, and several fierce sword intentions emanated from the gently dancing white clothes.

Silently, he disappeared from the ice and entered the lake, leaving only a round hole.

In the dark hole, the lake was swaying softly, making a nice sound.

If you want to come at night, the hole will freeze again, and no one will know that he has been here.

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There were many channels connected to the underworld on the surface of Chaotian Continent.

The most famous is the maelstrom deep in the ocean, followed by the open patio on the East China Sea.

There is also a passage in Lengshan, that is the Soul Valley, but many years ago, this passage has been sealed by the predecessors of the Zhongzhou School.

Only a few people know that the wild lake where Jing Jiu sat for a night is connected to a certain branch of Juhun Valley.

He seldom set foot in the world, and he did n’t know it naturally, but Taiping ’s real person has recorded it, so he wanted to try his luck-the underworld is good at driving monsters, and Liu Shisui ’s ghost-headed scorpion will meet in the muddy water. It is proved that although the channel of Ju Soul Valley is sealed, there should still be some skeletons of big monsters after the war.

The Tongtianjing is called a tiankeng, and the channel at the bottom of the Soul Valley is the ground seam.

Entering the seam from the bottom of the lake, the world has entered a dark world. Even with Jing Jiu's sword head, he can only see a few dozen feet away.

Of course, the ground seams are twisted and twisted, and there is basically no chance to see that far away.

There are many dangerous dangers hidden in the ground, such as evil repairs, such as monsters that are good at concealment, and there may even be ghosts in the underworld.

It didn't take long for him to walk into the ground, Jing Jiu felt a lot of breath.

Those breaths hidden in the dark, some vigilance, some brutality, the only thing in common is strength.Jing Jiu didn't care, because in such a dark world, no keen monster could find his existence. His hesitation last night was not fear, but for other reasons.

After walking along the ground for several hours, he came to a relatively empty underground cave.

This underground cave is very wonderful. There seems to be some kind of gravity in the surrounding wet rock walls.If you stay here for too long, feel out of tune, it is very easy to get lost, and then it will become very difficult to walk back to the surface, and may even be trapped in a maze-like ground.

Jing Jiu exuded his sword consciousness, perceiving the extremely remote breath deep in the ground, knowing that it was here-the bones of those big demons were deep in the ground for tens of miles, if they walked along the ground, they would not be lost at all. It also takes at least a few days, and he thought of other methods from the beginning.

He was about to take off the universe front. After thinking about it, he stopped, rolled up the sleeve on his right arm, and fastened it carefully, revealing his slightly deformed right hand.

He stepped into the air, his body turned into a posture under his head and feet, and extended his right hand.

Floating in white.

A buzz.

A gust of wind rang in the underground cave, attracting many monsters to peep in the distance.

Jing Jiu disappeared.

He broke open the hard rock directly and flew deep into the ground.

He is like a real sword, and the right hand in front of him is the blade.

The stone chips were cut open and sputtered out, the speed of which was conceivable.

Somewhat strangely, the further down the ground, the air did not become humid, but drier. Even the rocky sand became much fluffy, and Jing Jiufei became faster and faster.Some powerful breath sensed him, too late to launch an attack, even if it was time to attack, how can he attack him in the rock?

I don't know how long it took to fly, his right hand didn't know what hit it, and made a loud noise.

Jing Jiu was a little surprised that he was able to block his right hand. How hard is that thing? Is it the monster bone he is looking for?

He sensed the spatial structure outside the rock with his sword consciousness, and moved slightly out of shape.

It has been more than ten miles deep underground, the air is extremely hot, and the dim magma is slowly flowing outside more than ten feet.Jing Jiu's right hand rubbed against the hard rock at such a high speed for so long, and it was extremely hot. At this time, when he met the air, it suddenly emitted light, which was even more dazzling than those magma.

Under the dim ground, he was striking like a firefly in the dark night.

He walked in front of the crashed thing.

It was a magic weapon with a low level, and it was full of vigor and blood with a disturbing sense of Taoism. It was refined only after I did not know how many innocent creatures had been crucified.

Jing Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly and picked up the evil magic weapon.

With a sneer, the magic weapon was burned with several green smoke by his right hand, which was not damaged.

Hard things do not mean they can withstand high temperatures, such as diamonds.

This magic weapon obviously belongs to this kind.

Not far away came a scream of anger and absurdity.

"Where did the little thief dare to steal ... no! Dare to destroy the old man's magic weapon!"