The Path Toward Heaven

Sticks, tigers, chickens, and a worm.

Jing Jiu, fire carp, cicada, and some mosquitoes.

A small victory over a big one is generally a victory of willpower, but if it is extremely small, victory will be much easier.

With the strength of the fire carp, it is not necessarily that they will be afraid of those mosquitoes, even those that Liu Ada thinks are tricky, and the mosquitoes in the magic demon prison.

The most critical issue is that it does not know what the invisible things are.

Unknown will greatly amplify fear, not to mention its little guy who has never left the earth, has not grown up completely, and is even afraid of the shadow.

Jing Jiu didn't speak. It seemed he was not going to say anything more to Huoli.

The fire carp swayed its tail and backed dozens of feet, looking very alert, ready to jump back into the magma river at any time, and said: "If I pass the news of your collusion with the underworld, you will definitely be in disrepute, and you will never die Earth! "

Listening to such powerless threats, Jing Jiu thought about something else.

Even if the Zhongzhou faction sends people to see it every 600 years, why does this fire carp speak so smoothly?

The most puzzling thing is that he always feels that the tone of the fire carp is always familiar.

The atmosphere in the cliff cave did not become more tense because of his silence, only a little embarrassment.

The embarrassment is caused by fire carp.

It doesn't want to do anything at this time.

The problem is that as a Zhongzhou faction, it would be too shameful to let this disciple of Qingshan leave without saying a word.

Suddenly thought of a way, Huoli shouted happily: "Hey, buddy, or else. You do me a favor, then I'm naturally not good to the benefactor, let's not do this?"

Jing Jiu-xin thought that this really made sense, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The fire carp turned around in the air, exposing its dorsal fins, and said, "I was bathing in the river yesterday. I was so jubilant. I accidentally bit my back with your mouth. You know, a king like me, Nothing can hurt me except myself ... "

Jing Jiu said, "I will treat you?"

The fire carp turned around and said, "Yeah, yeah, of course, you can cure it at will, and I didn't expect you to cure it, it's a matter of mind."

How could it bite his back?It is not a giraffe.

This is definitely a lie.

It just didn't want to say that it was defeated by that strange and terrible broken streamer, which was too shameful.

What the fire carp king dislikes most is shame.

It allows Jing Jiu to heal himself for the same reason. He does not seek to heal, but only needs both sides to have a step and take a step back.

Since then, the mountains are high and the water is long, the sea is wide and the sky is wide.

Jing Jiu walked to the river and looked at the back of the fire carp, and found that its caudal fin was indeed injured. The scales around it were slightly raised, and some were even burnt.

He was a little puzzled, thinking that anyone could actually penetrate the heart of the soul valley and hurt it, and he used the fire system method.

Jing Jiu won't cure the disease, but he has some experience in healing such things. After all, he has worn the sword for so long.

He stepped into the air and landed gently on the back of the fire carp.

The fire carp is a little surprised, thinking, do you really cure the wound?

Jing Jiu extended his right hand and began to remove those dead, charred scales.

The scales are hard, and even his right hand needs some effort to remove.

He felt that the scales were familiar, and after seeing that there was obviously an old injury in front of him, he finally wanted to understand something.

It turned out that the magic weapon that I grabbed from that evil repairer was made with the scales of this fire carp.

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A huge golden carp floated over the magma river.

A man squatted on the back of the golden carp.

What the man is doing non-stop.

This picture is very magnificent and magnificent, but if you think about it carefully, what is the difference from starlings standing on the backs of bisons and helping them eat parasites?

Thinking of Jing Jiu's identity is indeed a bit humiliating, at least it can be said to be annoying.But he is doing it quietly, because he also needs a step to leave, safety is always the first thing, and the scales of the fire carp can help him sharpen his sword, so why not do it?

What really regretted him was that he couldn't use intact fish scales to sharpen his sword. Those fish scales exuded a metallic luster and were obviously extremely hard. However, it was close to the body of the fire carp, let alone sharpen the sword, even A little force will make the fire carp desperate, so he can only rub his right hand twice while removing the burnt and dead fish scales, but those scales have been injured by some kind of fire poison, so cruel, it is far worse than that evil The magic weapon to repair is easy to use.

It didn't take long for him to remove all the damaged scales on the back of the fire carp that made it feel uncomfortable or even painful, and returned to the shore.

The fire carp twitched its tail and turned a few times quickly. It felt a lot lighter and could not help but be very pleased, saying: "While the king is in a good mood at this time, please hurry up and go, although I have not been able to eat you, I am sorry for this . "

Jing Jiu also has some regrets. If this fire carp has been raised in the ground fire for more than 6,000 years and is fully grown, he can use the scales on the other side to sharpen his sword, so that it will not be injured, but it will be a bit painful, coaxing. it is good.

He suddenly thought of a possibility and asked, "You said you haven't been to Yunmeng Mountain, have you ever been to another place?"

A sorrowful emotion appeared in the eyes of the fire carp, saying: "I was only able to stay in the ground fire before I became an adult, and I have never been anywhere."

It turns out so.

Jing Jiuxin thought that there would be an extremely cold vein under Defeng, but there was no fire vein in the green mountains.

what a pity.

Otherwise, you do n’t have to ask Uncle Tailu, who has a bad temper. There is one more fish at the end of the God Summit, and there is one more guard in Qingshan.

Huoli felt his emotions, but did not know why his emotions came up. He thought he was sorry for himself. I thought this Qingshan disciple was very good.

Jing Jiu raised his right hand and flew towards the ground. When he entered the cliff, he looked back at the fire carp with a pity.

The fire carp shook its tail twice, and was somewhat reluctant.

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In the early spring, the cold mountains are still cold, the wasteland is still desolate, and the four wilds are killed. Not to mention the bison and the cow starling, even the worms can't see one.

So lifeless, it is impossible for nature to be all about the relationship between time and time, but it is related to those Xuanyin disciples scattered in the wilderness.

The general altar of the Wind Sword Religion is in Juye City, but it is necessary to fully defend the movements on the snowfield side. Kunlun sent foreign forces to do the work, and it is unable to ignore the movements on the Lengshan side. The more arrogant and more arrogant, I feel a little bit like that.

Logically speaking, there are signs of revival of evil factions in the north. The Zhongzhou faction, the leader of the right way, is duty-bound and should start to respond. However, in these years, Yunmeng Mountain has been in trouble. Jing Jiu, Qing Tianjian ran away, and talked about how the two real people could feel the idleness.

During this period of time, the snowy field changed again, and the Xuanyin religion's actions in Lengshan became more and more uncovered.This time, the protagonist Xuanyin, who professed to be the King of Ming, took most of the masters and thousands of congregations in this church, laid out a very powerful formation on this wasteland, and searched around, as if looking for something.

A Xuanyin disciple stood on the yellow meadow, rubbed some sour eyes, confirmed that there were no traces, looked over ten miles away, and said through the magic instrument: "What can you find there?"

The voice of the same door came from the magic instrument: "Nothing."

Then another voice from the same door rang: "I heard that this guy has been hiding under the ground for almost two years, how can we find it?"

Xuanyin Christians are in groups of three, responsible for searching an area.

According to the rules established by the leader himself, this time the three believers are strictly prohibited from approaching each other and must maintain a distance of more than ten miles.

This is not to prevent them from competing for merit, but to avoid the situation where three people are killed instantaneously by the enemy and the warning cannot be issued.

These three believers, like all fellow students, have been searching in the cold mountains for days, without any gains, and they will inevitably complain.

In the previous years, they must get together, light a fire, drink a little wine, and talk bad things about the elders in the lecture, and the time will be much better.

But now they haven't had such a good day. The implements on their bodies can determine and record their location. If afterwards, the top management finds that they have been close, it will be an unimaginable and tragic canonical treatment.

Fortunately, the magic weapon can talk, and they can pass the time to chat, because they do n’t know if the magic instrument can record the voice, and naturally they dare not talk bad things about the elders, so they can only talk about real gossip.

"What do you know? Master Master personally shot. It is said that even the Fire King was alarmed, and then he pushed that person out of the ground, so we let us find it here."

"Speaking of it, why did the Zhongzhou faction expel that person from the mountain gate? I heard that person is very famous."

"Who knows, in my opinion, that person should have stolen something from the Zhongzhou faction."

"Hahahaha! As far as I can see, it was the stealing of the baby, could it be the mistress."

"It's an ignorant guy! His master is Bai Zhenren, how can there be a maid of honor, and besides, who in the north doesn't know that he likes Baizao Fairy."

"Then why did he run? Isn't it what he wants in the future to become a dragon-son-in-law?"

"It's really ignorant to say that you are ignorant! Who doesn't know the whole Chaotian Continent, what Fairy Bai Zao likes is Qingshan Jingjiu."

Three Xuanyin believers talked to the sky with relish, completely forgetting what might be recorded.

Suddenly, the chatting sound in the magic instrument stopped and it rang again after a while.

"Have you felt the ground shaking?"

"Something is shocking."

"I'm fine on that side, it seems to be on your side, be careful."

"Stop talking! I'm really scared."

"Hahahaha, what's so scary? There are fire veins all over the cold mountain. How many days will there be no shock?"

"You know a fart! Grandpa Fire King heard that it was in the ground! Don't forget that he only suffered a big loss in the hands of the leader the other day."

"What you said makes sense, the leader and the elders are naturally not afraid, but if we are unlucky, it will not be wiped out immediately."

"Lao Meng, if you say that, I'm really scared, Qiao Shen, since you are more shocked on the other side, be careful."

"Qiao Shen ... Have you heard?"

"Old Joe? Are you okay?"

"Old Joe!"

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The Xuanyin who was called Qiao Shen didn't reply, because he was a little trance at this time, he didn't hear the sound from the magic instrument at all.

Suddenly there was a round black hole on the surface of the wasteland in front of him. The hole was not very large, just enough to allow one person to enter and exit, no more.

The smoke gradually fell, and a man appeared in front of him.

The man was dressed in white and covered with mud, looking awkward.

"This is where?"

The man jumped while standing on the ground.

The dirt and sand, like dewdrops on the lotus leaf, could no longer adhere, and the bones rolled down.

Even the finest dust could not stay on him.

"This is ... Lengshan."

Qiao Shen said with a trembling voice, and then saw the man's clean face, and suddenly woke up, shouting loudly at the magic instrument: "Run, well ..."

Jing Jiu waved his right hand.

His voice stopped abruptly.

At the next moment, his head fell, and he rolled out far away on the ground.

The cosmic front emerged from the universe and broke through the wind, and instantly came to more than ten miles away, cutting off the head of another Xuanyin believer.

same.

Jing Jiu's body disappeared in place.

When he came more than ten miles away in the other direction, the Xuanyin who was named Meng Laosi was still leaning his head to listen to the words in the magic instrument.

The Xuanyin believer named Qiao Shen was dead, but his voice had just come out from the magic weapon.

"……well."

Jing Jiu waved his hand.

Meng Laosi also died.

Jing Jiu glanced at his right hand and nodded with satisfaction.

From summer mill to autumn, from autumn mill to winter, and then to early spring, after grinding for so long, it finally became sharper.

The sharper the sword, the faster his ghost sword will be.

The universe front returned silently.

He reached down to take it off and walked forward.

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(This chapter is a manuscript, and it was courageously written last night, because today is a busy day. This does not mean that it can be updated on time tomorrow, nor does it mean that it can be updated every day. It is guaranteed to be interesting to write. I appreciate the relaxed self who can sometimes write such chapters ...)