The Path Toward Heaven

Without any suspense, Ping Yongjia chose Shenmofeng, and there was no chance for people to see his talent for kendo.

Uncle Meili and Lin Wuzhi smiled at each other again. They had already done their best for Qing Rongfeng and Tianguangfeng, and there was no way.

The Cheng Jian Conference was not over yet, and Yuan Qu left Ping Yongjia in those unwilling sights.

Coming to the summit of Shenmo Peak, Yuanqu confessed that he was waiting here, and then hurriedly turned and ran down the mountain, thinking that he was going to explain what Yushan's sister said.

There is no one at the top of the peak, and Can Xue still exists.

Ping Yongjia was very nervous, but he didn't show it on his face, because he didn't know whether Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue in the rumors were observing themselves.

It didn't take long for Gu Qing to come out of the Taoist Temple and said to him: "I closed the gates in the fall and forgot to inform you. Fortunately, you didn't forget it."

Ping Yongjia hurriedly saluted, thinking of where she had not forgotten. This was entirely due to her boldness and greed, but these words were naturally unexportable.

Gu Qing looked at his expression of silence and said with a smile: "Is it curious why Master chose you?"

Ping Yongjia nodded again and again.He now knows that the young men and women he met when he ascended to Jianfeng last year were the two teachers of Shenmofeng, but the fact that he could worship under the door of Shenmofeng always made him feel weird. What broke?

Gu Qing asked, "Do you know how tall the two teachers are at the retreat of Jianfeng?"

Ping Yongjia thought for a while and said, "At that time, I only wanted to go higher, the higher the better, and then I was scared to crawl down, I don't know how high."

Gu Qing smiled and said, "Then you don't know how talented you are."

Jianfeng is difficult to achieve, and how high he can climb often means how high the talent of the Qingshan disciple in Kendo is.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue closed their doors at Jianfeng, and the selected place was naturally very high, so Ping Yongjia's natural talent for kendo was also extremely high.

The reason is so simple, Ping Yongjia quickly figured it out, thinking that she was actually a kendo genius recognized by the two teachers, and scratched her head happily.

Looking at his movements, Gu Qing remembered the apes and monkeys under the cliff. He felt more kind to the newly-introduced younger brother, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't embarrass me if you practice well in the future."

After saying this, he turned around and left, preparing to go to the Taoist Temple to keep his sword closed.

Ping Yongjia froze, watching Gu Qing about to enter the Taoist Hall, and couldn't help but shouted, "That ... Brother, what shall I do next?"

Gu Qing stopped and turned, said: "If you have finished your Jiange homework, you should raise the sword first, and then practice which peak of the true sword, and wait until Master comes back."

Ping Yongjia opened his eyes wide and asked, "Raise the sword? You tell me not to rush to take the sword first. I don't have a sword now."

Gu Qing said: "If you don't have a sword, let's take care of it first. As for the sword, don't worry, otherwise it will be very troublesome when Master wants to change your sword in the future."

This is his personal experience.

He is now traveling in the wilderness. He has developed a sword ghost, but suddenly he wants to change his sword. This is very easy to cause big problems.

Even if the sword is a cosmic front, he still finds it troublesome.

Ping Yongjia did not know his worries. After listening to his words, she was very pleased. She thought that she would even send Feijian into Shenmofeng, which is really good.

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This year's Qingshan Sword Symposium, there are two more noticeable things.

Shenmofeng recruited a new disciple, but Liangwangfeng did not appear.

The disciples of the two forgetful peaks are now in the far north, on the front line of fighting the snow country monsters.

Many of the other elder disciples of Zhufeng also went to Baicheng, led by Fang Jingtian himself.

In the early spring, Baicheng was very chilly. In the military camp built on the mountain, the transpiring white smoke can be seen everywhere.

There are no hot springs, just countless large barrels filled with hot water.

There have been several small animal tides in recent years. The downsizing of the Zhenbei Army is not too powerful, but the number of wounded soldiers is particularly high. At this time, hot water and medicine are particularly needed.

The medical monks at Guocheng Temple are responsible for the latter, while Yimaozhai and other sects that are good at Fu Dao are responsible for heating and logistics including the former.

The Qingshan disciples are responsible for killing the enemy as they have done for countless years.

Dozens of sword lights returned from the snowfield and landed on the field in front of the mountain.

After crossing Nanshan's sight, he counted the number of people again and confirmed that no fellow door fell in the snowy field.

Including him, Gu Han, You Siluo, Jian Ruoshui and other two Wang Fengfeng disciples have advanced into the wilderness, and their combat power is very strong. They take the same door and are responsible for killing those powerful monsters who have left the battlefield and may go south.It is not a frontal battlefield, but the danger is greater. In the past few years, seven Qingshan disciples have been seriously injured and sent back to Qingshan. As the frequency of the beast tide appears higher and higher, the power is getting stronger. I believe that death is very Soon they will come, and what makes them somewhat worried is that, as the situation in the snowfield is tense, those evil Daoist sects in Lengshan have already shown signs of temptation.

Guo Nanshan said: "I only hope that the Taoists of the Kunlun can control the situation."

Gu Han said with a blank expression: "On the basis of those useless things? As far as I can see, taking advantage of the temporarily quiet time in the snowfield, we went to Lengshan to clean up once and shock the younger generation."

"Don't count me on this matter." There was a weak voice from the crowd.

Guo Nanshan and others looked around and found that Zhuo Rusui couldn't help looking slightly different.

Gu Han stared at him and said, "Are you going to watch evil forces like Xuan Yin Sect take the opportunity to sit up?"

Zhuo Rusui drooped his eyelids and said listlessly: "People are now called Xuanyinjiao. Listening to this name, it is obviously opposite to Fengdaojiao. Daosheng is not in a hurry. What are you worried about?"

People looked at him with complicated eyes.

Among the younger generation of disciples, Zhuo Rusui's reputation is certainly great. That year, Qingshan tried his sword. He finally got out of Tianguang Peak and defeated Zhao Layue in one fell swoop, which made his reputation to the extreme.

The disciples of Liang Wangfeng counted on him to compete with Jing Jiuyi, who thought he would lose more and more like Jing Jiufeng in Yunmeng Mountain.

As for what the style is, no one can make it clear. Jian Ruoshui, who hates God's last peak most, is not good either. He is probably afraid of trouble or that thing.

No one came to the snowfield this time at the end of Shenmo Peak. Zhuo Rusui is a close disciple of the head of the real person, so he still has to come.

However, it is completely different from Guonan Mountain. In his body, he can't see the courage to kill the enemy.

Jian Ruoshui looked gloomy and looked at him and said, "If you are afraid of death like Gu Qing, just don't follow."

Listening to this, Gu Han's expression changed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Zhuo Rusui looked at Jian Ruoshui and slowly raised his face.

He didn't want to use his nostrils to show his contempt, but he was ready to give a cry.

Guo Nanshan is the first apprentice of Tianguang Peak. He has heard Master Liu Ci many times, and naturally knows what he wants to do, Shen Sheng shouted: "Shut up!"

Zhuo Rusui thought I did n’t need to open my mouth at all. Does this sentence have anything to do with yourself?

You Siluo suddenly looked over to the snowfield and said, "Who is that?"

Less than a hundred days before the end of the previous war, there are still many dangers in the snowfield, why would anyone come out alone?

The man's body is extremely strange, but after dozens of hours, he came to the edge of the snowfield from Montenegro, and he could not clearly see how he did it.

Gu Han asked: "Is the Zhongzhou sent?"

In the impression of most people, only the Zhongzhou School of Heaven and Earth Escape can be so unpredictable.

Guo Nanshan shook his head and said, "He Zhan."

The Qingshan disciples were surprised.

The man walked out of the snowfield and came to the front of the barracks. The monk's clothes in front of him were already in tatters, like messy hair just growing out.

Looking at He Zhan, everyone's eyes were a little different.

Gu Han frowned and said, "This is the first person who has passed on in the bright place from the beginning."

Since Hongchen must be concealed, it is natural to conceal his identity in order to realize the true meaning of Hongchen. In the past countless years, Guocheng Temple's ancestors have done so in the past, and their identity will not be revealed until the merits are completed.The descendants of the previous generation, the current Daosheng Caoyuan, chose to stay in the north and did not return to Guoguo Temple to take over as the abbot.

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He Zhan obviously experienced a series of hard battles in the snowfield, and his injuries were not light, but no one in the barracks went to meet him.

It was not that the medical monks in Guocheng Temple were too busy, or that the masters thought that he acted too violently, ruining their intentions, but because someone had already gone.

Accompanied by the crisp and pleasant ringing sound, the young master of the hanging bell sect turned into a green smoke, and came to He Zhan, held his arm, and his small face was filled with concerns.

"It's all right."

He Zhan shook his head.

With a sigh of relief, he asked: "Will you go the old lady's birthday? I can't stay here for too long, there are still many things to be arranged."

He Zhan shook his head again.

Thurse lifted her face and pleaded, "Please go for a while, Mommy wants to see you."

He Zhan did not speak.

Thurs voice said sadly: "There will definitely be a big event that day. I'm scared. I hope you will be by my side."

He Zhan said nothing.

Suther is angry and throws his hand away, saying: "Don't think about cheating me anymore, I asked Sister Layue, you Guocheng Temple wouldn't shut up at all!"

He Zhan closed his mouth and went on without a word.

Suther stopped and looked at his back in the snow, and said with a crying cry: "I cried, tell you, I will cry!"

He Zhan's body stiffened and turned slowly, looking at her and said, "I found Jiang Rui's body in the snowfield."

Thurse was originally crying falsely. Listening to this, the crying cavity in her voice also disappeared, and she said seriously and sympathetically: "This is really regrettable."

He Zhan said: "If you let him go, what can you do?"

Thurse proudly said: "I'll kill him, what can I do?"

He Zhan sighed and turned to continue to leave.

Thurse knew that he couldn't catch up with him, and was angry and curious, thinking about these strange ways of body, where did he learn from?

She suddenly thought of how He Zhan followed the practice of the old Hong Kong eunuch in Qingtianjian's illusion, and covered her mouth in shock.

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There is a mountain behind Baicheng.

There is a small temple under the mountain.

There is a golden Buddha in the temple.

There used to be no monk in this temple, but now there is one finally.

A young monk with the highest status in Zen.

Chan Zi has been in Baicheng for seven years.

For the past seven years, he has been playing mud in this small temple, unsticking the mountain, and occasionally going out to show his appearance.

If the Zen child is replaced by the winter in previous years, Daosheng should be very satisfied.

Zenzi was not satisfied with himself and felt bored.

Gushan suddenly collapsed and scattered on the ground in front of the threshold.

I don't know what sign it represents.

Zenzi glanced at it twice before giving up, stretched his back, and said, "When can I go back?"

The thick and vague voice sounded in the temple: "Are you in a hurry?"

Zen Zi said: "The temple is in chaos, and crossing the sea is almost a big mistake, but I can't go back, how can I not be in a hurry?"

Dao Sheng said: "When the snowfield wins or loses, it will be peaceful."

Chan Zi's eyes became cold for a few minutes, and said, "Taiping reappears on earth, saying that you must go back too."

Dao Sheng was silent for a while, and said, "I don't know if Lengshan's movement has anything to do with the real person."

Zen Zi said: "Xuanyin Sect does not need to worry too much. After being killed by the Qingshan Sect once, only the streamer is now left."

Dao Sheng said: "That streamer does have some evil doors."

Chan Zi said: "Of course, otherwise Qingshan Zong has already killed the door."

Qingshan Sect and Xuanyin Sect have a feud. If it is not that the Lieyang streamer was successfully re-finished, it will be a bit tricky to deal with. How could the Qingshan Sect watch Xuanyin Sect's power in Lengshan and dare to change his religion.

At this moment, a squeaking noise suddenly came from behind the temple.

That was the horrible sound of distortion and distortion of the cliffs and friction between the rock formations.

Zenko got up and walked outside the threshold.

The houses in Baicheng have collapsed a lot, and the smoke is gradually rising. Fortunately, Fengdaojiao has already drove away all the believers and residents, and I think there will not be too many casualties.

The movement in the snow field in the distance is even more alarming. The snow and wind screamed up to the sky hundreds of feet high, and then the Montenegro could be seen shaking.

What a terrible earthquake.

Zenzi's eyes passed through the dust and wind and snow, passing the shaking Montenegro and falling deep in the snowfield.

A strong alert appeared in his eyes.

So strong breath.

The human race practitioners on the edge of the snowfield reacted and came to the air in preparation for the battle.

The sword light flashed, Bao Hao pierced through the sky, and a powerful yet extremely powerful sword intention appeared at the forefront.

"Fang Jingtian is not an opponent."

Chan Zi said slightly coldly: "Let everyone back away."

Fang Jingtian ’s fame in the practice world is not too great, but Zen Zi and Dao Sheng naturally know that it is because the past master of Qingshan Sect has been low-key for three hundred years.

Fang Jingtian is the four apprentices of Taiping real people, breaking the sea to the top and is expected to pass through the sky. Of course, he is the top human of the human race, but Yiqiuzhai master Bu Qiuxiao can only fight him at most. Chan Zi is his strongest combat.

Even Fang Jingtian is not an opponent. It is natural to know who is coming. No wonder Zenzi is so vigilant.

A bell rang in the small temple, signaling all practitioners to leave the battlefield as quickly as possible.

"Is it big or small?"

The thick and missing voice suddenly became perfect, like a bell ringing at the edge of the snowy field at the moment.

That's because in a very short period of time, the master of this voice has been ready to fight and die.

The wind and snow in Gudao Town has been in existence for more than 100 years.

He once went deep into the snowfield and fought several battles with the Queen of the Snow Kingdom, each time he was seriously injured and returned without any chance of victory.

As Jing Jiu once said, the Snow Queen is the highest order life in the continent, except that he has no opponent at all when he is flying.

If the other party really walks out of the snowfield, who can stop her?

He has thought about this problem countless times.

He didn't reach a conclusion until the end, but he wanted to understand one thing.

No matter who can stop her, always stop.

Then the day when the queen walked out of the snowfield should be her death.