The Path Toward Heaven

The mage did not respond.

He did not look at Jing Jiu's face thoughtfully and agreed to the request, nor did he sip into the abyss.

"Wild grass will burn to the ground, and ordinary people will die, and it will be the turn of the underworld."

Jing Jiu asked: "Don't Taiping's wild hope make you uneasy?"

"I can talk happily without clothes. I can cross such a high-temperature magma river. I am really curious how thick your face is."

The Master looked at his lower body and said seriously: "The Great Seal of the Emperor is actually in the hands of people like you, which makes me more uneasy."

Jing Jiu remembered that in order to prevent prolonged magma immersion from damaging the already few white clothes, he undressed himself when he entered the magma river.

Being invisible is what he looks like at this time.

Then he thought that when he first met in Zhenmo Prison and Hades, he didn't wear clothes.

Sure enough, I was a bit offended with the Underworld, and instead of going down in person, I let the Master bring people up. This choice seems right.

Jing Jiu thought about it, and did not mean to take out his clothes.

Since this state makes the mage uneasy, then he wants to persuade the other party to keep this state better.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a tremor from his feet and turned to look up the magma river.

Numerous waves suddenly emerged from the magma river, roaring from the far direction toward the transparent giant wall, and farther away there was a huge wave like a dike.

The river surface rose sharply and soon submerged under his feet, and then continued upward.

The magma frantically patted the cliff and stirred up a thousand fires.

Jing Jiu stepped into the air and looked at the terrifying waves of magma fire below, wondering what happened?

He faintly heard an angry roar, which was not the sound of a river, and then sensed a powerful sense of coercion.

The mage also heard the roar and sensed that coercion, his expression changed slightly, and he wondered how the Fire King would wake up?

The transparent giant wall isolates the world from the underworld, and even the big things that pass through the heavens are difficult to penetrate, and he is not afraid of the other party with his realm of cultivation. It is just a little accident. The little guy has always been used to sleeping in magma. Woke up and acted so angry?

The mage said to Jing Jiu: "I will consider your affairs carefully. Ten years later, on the winter solstice, you are waiting for news at the Tongtianjing."

Jing Jiu said, "Are you in a hurry?"

If he wants to come, even if the Master does not want to face the coercive master, then he should leave as soon as possible.

The mage smiled slightly and said, "If you let it see us together, the Zhongzhou faction will definitely accuse you of colluding with the underworld department. I am considering it for you."

After saying this, he put his hands up and floated away like a child, and soon disappeared into the abyss.

Jing Jiu withdrew his eyes and turned to look at the upper reaches of the magma river. He thought that if the owner of the coercion was related to the Zhongzhou faction, it should be the follow-up of the ban on the Soul Valley. Why had he never heard of it, even Nothing in Brother ’s notes?

That coercion is getting closer and closer.

A huge wave like a dike also followed.

Soon, the giant wave quickly reached his feet and slammed into the transparent giant wall.

A loud noise.

The cliff dangled uncomfortably, not knowing how many stones fell.

Fiery magma rose into the sky and swept him into the river.

Just when he fell into the river, he saw a picture.

A golden carp leaped from the violent magma river, swinging his body, tearing away the shadows on the cliff wall and swallowing it into his belly.

That was the projection that the mage left in the world. When he left, he didn't take it back. He deliberately left this golden carp to eat.

This is also the question he left to Jing Jiu. If the answer is not good, it is really possible to die.

How can Jing Jiu persuade the golden carp, he did not collude with the Underworld Department, just wanted to convince the Underworld Master to cooperate with himself?

No one would believe such a ridiculous thing. In fact, in the long history of this kind of thing, it happened only once to the Taiping people and the Emperor.

And first of all, he needs to figure out what exactly this golden carp is. It is so powerful that even the shadow of the mage can be eaten.

With a snapping sound, the golden carp fell back into the magma, splashing a rag of fire.

When the violent magma met the transparent giant wall and turned back, it passed through Jing Jiu's body, and the flow changed slightly.

These changes were accurately transmitted to the golden carp by magma.

The golden carp swam to Jingjiu at an extraordinary speed.

The extremely dense magma does not seem to have any effect on it, and even seems to become a lubricant, allowing it to swim faster.

Soon, the golden carp came to Jing Jiu, staring at him curiously with wide eyes.

Jing Jiu was also looking at the golden carp, noticing that when it flew its tail, the flaming magma flames turned into a dark blue color.

Is its body temperature higher than magma?

This golden carp is nothing extraordinary, just raw like carp.

Jing Jiu thought, what on earth are you?

The golden carp suddenly rounded his mouth and asked a sentence like spitting bubbles: "What the hell are you?"

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"What kind of thing do you actually want to learn like uncle Xiao?"

A Qingshan disciple stared at Ping Yongjia's eyes, unabashedly showing his disgust, "You don't want to participate in Chengjian without a sword!"

In the early spring, Qingshan ushered in another Chengjian Conference, and the disciples of Neimen who had been studying beside Xijian Creek for several years were nervously and excitedly waiting for the selection of Master Zhu Feng.Naturally, Ping Yongjia didn't want to miss the opportunity. He quietly came to the cliff at the end of Xijian Creek, but was stopped by a classmate who saw him disgustingly on weekdays.

He glanced at the high platforms on the cliff that were covered by clouds and fog, and sighed in his heart. He thought that this was not to blame others, and even more resentful to Brother Gu at the end of God ’s Peak, he could only say that he had been too confused, since There has been no news there during this year, and this time there is no message. What are you doing here?

The inner disciples who participated in the Chengjian Conference this time are of good quality, of course, there is no way to compare with Jing Jiu that year.

In addition to Jing Jiu that year, there were Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui. Gu Qing came to Jing Jiu next time, but it was also the year of his debut.

Two natural Dao species, two invisible sword bodies, and Gu Qing, the emperor who had been identified, were really rare events for hundreds of years.

Naturally, no one will forget the most special place of that Sword Symposium.

Both Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue chose Shenmofeng, and Gu Qing also went to Shenmofeng. Even Liu Shisui's relationship with Shenmofeng was very special.

The inheritance of Shenmofeng was renewed, and the edge was gradually revealed. Since then, all the disciples who participated in Chengjian ranked Shenmofeng as the first choice. Unfortunately, except for the young boy with the surname of Yuan who obviously walked through the back door, no one had a chance.Even for several consecutive times, Shenmofeng had not participated in the Chengjian Conference, and the disciples beside Xijianxi gradually lost their minds.

Master Zhu Feng was on a high platform in the clouds, and some stood on the mountain road between the cliffs. I heard that there were far fewer denominations coming to observe the ceremony because of the snow field, but Guocheng Temple and Daze and Xuanling Sect still came. People, among them the high platform belonging to the end of the God's Peak, have been vacant for many years.

Suddenly there was a commotion along the creek, and even several exclamations sounded.

A figure appeared on the high platform.

The God of Mormon Peak is here!

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Yuanqu looked at the excited young disciples beside the stream, and naturally remembered the pictures when he participated in the Chengjian Conference.

At that time, he played the role of Jing Jiu ’s staunch supporter and shouting advocate. During these years, he occasionally recalled that if this was not the case, even if he had the relationship of Uncle Gong, he would not be able to reach the end of God .Then he sensed the attention that was cast around him, and couldn't help secretly complaining, thinking that he was a messenger and a messenger at the end of God's Peak, why Master wanted to do this by himself.

Those eyes are naturally full of inquiries and doubts. Why will the end of the year God appear at the Chengjian Conference, who are you going to choose?

This kind of thing is naturally difficult to ask, and no one will say after asking, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble when competing for disciples later.

But some people didn't care about this. Yushan teacher and sister got the command of the teacher and came over from the stone platform of Shangdefeng. They asked curiously, "Who?"

Yuanqu wouldn't answer, and said with a bitter smile: "You will know in a moment."

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At the beginning of the Chengjian Conference, the young disciples walked to the surface of the stream, began to practice their flying swords, and then looked eagerly ... Yuan Qu.

Yuanqu never opened.

There are also many admirers of Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu among the rest of the disciples, but in this atmosphere they are still somewhat unhappy.

At this time, Ping Yongjia came out.

He was ready to give up, but suddenly he saw a lot of hope in his heart when he saw the end of God's peak.

Elder Xi Laifeng, who presided over the Chengjian Conference, frowned at him and asked, "What about your sword?"

Ping Yongjia whispered: "Not taken yet."

"No sword?"

Suddenly, the elder Xilaifeng's voice suddenly raised a few points and shouted, "What sword do you participate in without a sword!"

Ping Yongjia became unconfident again and muttered, "I ..."

Elder Xilaifeng did not let him finish his speech, and said quietly: "You dare to learn Jing Jiu said that you forgot, I will beat you up at this time."

Ping Yongjia spread her hands and said innocently, "The disciples really forgot."

There is no one like Jingjing Jiu in the world.

So he may have forgotten to take the sword.

More than a year ago, he saw the picture of the thunderstorm washing the sword at the peak of Bihu, deeply shocked, secretly determined, he went to Jianfeng to fetch the sword.

Who would have thought that after many hardships he climbed the Jianfeng, failed to find his sword, but met two people.

Then, Gu Qing made a special trip to Xijianxi to find him once.

Then, a monkey sent him a letter, and Gu Qing said in the letter that he should not rush to take the sword, waiting for the arrangement.

By this time Ping Yongjia didn't know what kind of good things she encountered, it was really an idiot.

So he never went to Jianfeng, honestly, joyously read and practiced in the Xijian Pavilion until today.

He was really wronged. He never forgot the rules and taking the sword. The question is, did Gu Qing forget the letter?

Without a sword, you can't play a sword naturally.

The proud fellows in the Xijian Pavilion will naturally not challenge him.

Ping Yongjia stood on the rock in the stream and felt embarrassed.

At this time, two voices sounded simultaneously on the foggy platform.

"Are you willing to take the sword to Tianguang Peak?"

"Will you be willing to take the sword and clear Rongfeng?"

There was an uproar along Xijian Creek.

Countless lines of sight fell on two stone platforms.

Uncle Meili and Lin Wuzhi glanced at each other, a little surprised, and felt a little smile in reason.

When Gu Qing went to the Xijian Pavilion to find Ping Yongjia that day, they were all present.

How can they miss the disciples whom Shenmofeng sees?

Yuan Qu was also surprised, and hurried to the cliff, and said, "Wait, wait, this kid is uncle's first choice."

A bang.

The side of Xijian Creek suddenly became more lively, as did the cliff.

Commander Zhu Feng walked to the cliff and looked down. Even the guests of Daze and Xuanlingzong came out, looking extremely curious.

Jing Jiu is the strongest of the younger generation and is recognized by the world as a kendo genius. What kind of exaggeration should be given to his kendo talent?