The Path Toward Heaven

Jing Jiujing quietly looked at the man on the snowy mountain, somehow, with some pity in his eyes.

He didn't know that the young Xuanyin leader was Wang Xiaoming before. Until that time when Gu Qing passed the cold mountain, he clearly felt the killing intention in the other party's line of sight.

To kill a person, you must first figure out who the other person is.During his time spending the winter enjoying the spring, summer and autumn, Zhao Layue and Gu Qing checked this person through the roller blind person and other channels, and naturally included those so-called adventures.

As long as there are enough odd encounters, no matter how bizarre and incredible growth rate can be explained.

But Jing Jiu was too familiar with the feeling of being arranged, the taste of being controlled, and the atmosphere like games.

Lieyang Hwa re-sacrifice the success, making him more convinced that the man hidden behind the scenes is the brother.

It seems that Jing Jiu has been able to see the tragic ending of the young man, either killed by him or played by his brother.

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Standing on the edge of the snow mountain cliff, Wang Xiaoming looked at the two people on the ground and was shocked. He wondered who the man was and knew his greatest secret.

The next moment, he finally saw Jing Jiu's face clearly and couldn't help but stunned.

He mumbled to himself: "Is it you?"

Accidents and shocks and ecstasy, all kinds of emotions hit his mind, let him forget the cold feeling after the truth was revealed by Jing Jiuyi.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, revealing a nervous and rigid smile.

The wildfires in his eyes burned more violently, like the blazing sun streamers that were invisible around him, enough to burn everything in the world.

Immediately afterwards, his lips trembling more and more, his smile more and more wild, and shouted: "It is you! Well ..."

Wang Xiaoming's voice suddenly stopped suddenly.

Just like the dead Xuanyin disciple, it happened to be there.

A cold and lonely sword light appeared in front of the snow mountain.

Snow Mountain suddenly no longer seemed so cold.

Qiang cleared.

Universe Front did n’t know when to go there silently and cut it down!

Naturally, Wang Xiaoming would not be like that Xuanyin disciple, but he was hacked to death with a sword.

A black streamer emerged from the void next to Wang Xiaoming, facing the wind, rolling like a wave towards the cosmic front.

The black streamer was dark in color, like an abyss, covered in bloody patches, but exuding a terrible heat.

I want to come here is the treasure of Xuanyin religion, the legendary Lieyang streamer.

The strong sun was moving.

It seems that there is a blazing sun in the snowy mountains.

The cosmic front is brighter.

The Lieyang streamer did not really block the cosmic front, and the space around the stream in the shadow forest was distorted.

There was a soft sound.

The cosmic front passed along the deformed space and wiped the blazing sun streamer, flying obliquely into the cliff wall.

A moment later, there was a thunderous sound from the snow mountain.

Jianguang flew back.

Countless thick snow fell over the mountain, gradually filling the foothills.

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Jing Jiu reached out to retract the universe front and looked down.

Tong Yan glanced at him and wondered what was this doing?

This sword is too sudden, not to mention Wang Xiaoming, not even he thought of it.

"I don't like to hear ghosts crying and howling."

Jing Jiu confirmed that there was no problem with the universe front, and said: "This stream is really powerful, I am not an opponent now."

Tong Yan knew then that he was trying a sword, and his thoughts were really superfluous. This still needs to be tried before he knows?

The Lieyang stream is the treasure of the Xuanyin religion, and its rank is extremely high. The lethality theory alone can even rank in the top ten in the practice world. The defense is also very powerful.

Not to mention that the speed of the universe front is limited, even if it is the fastest Firth Sword in Qingshan, it is extremely difficult to directly kill Wang Xiaoming if he wants to break through the Lieyang streamer.

Through this sword, Jing Jiu judged that the Lieyang streamer was indeed powerful. Wang Xiaoming encountered a lot of surprises, and his magic skills were very strong, and he was only slightly inferior to himself.

He wants to kill Wang Xiaoming, the simplest and best way is to fight a magic weapon of the same order as Lieyang streamer.

As long as the Lieyang streamers cannot protect the Lord, it is not difficult to kill Wang Xiaoming.

Jing Jiuwang said to Qingtian Jian behind Tong Yan, "I will use you to open the way later."

Qinger was anxious when he heard this, and flew out of Qingtianjian and said, "I won't fight."

Jing Jiu said, "Huh?"

"There are many kinds of magic weapons, some of which are divine and powerful, and some are mysterious and enlightening, not all magic weapons can be used for combat."

Tong Yan explained to him, thinking that the teachers in Yunmeng Mountain were right, Qingshan Sect had no treasures, and he had no knowledge in this respect.

Jing Jiuxin thought that if it can't be used to hit people, what's the difference between the Heavenly Talisman and the broken copper?

He said to Tong Yan: "Then we will leave first later, you stay here and try to attract more firepower."

Qing'er is very helpless. I thought you guys who play chess are all of this nature?Should you abandon your child if you don't agree?

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Wang Xiaoming stood by the cliff, listening to the tumbling avalanches across the Daxue Mountain, feeling the shock from the soles of his feet, and silent.

He didn't take his eyes long before looking at the sword beside Jing Jiu.

The sword of Jing Jiu was really fast and insidious just now, but he had come quietly to the near place. He didn't attack until the extreme position which would cause him to be alert.If it was n’t for Lieyangwa ’s automatic protection, he was afraid that he might have been injured at this time, and it might be even worse.

So in other words, if there is no Lieyang streamer, he is certainly not Jing Jiu's opponent.

This fact made him a little confused.

After leaving Chaoge City, with endless hatred, he devoted countless time and energy, with the greatest degree of hard work and diligence, through the spar and the panacea obtained in Qiyu, practicing the same is the most that Qiyu obtained. Good evil Dao Gong.Calculating that he was only a few years later than Jing Jiu's stepping into the practice world. Today, he is still inferior to the other party. Is it true that he can never catch up with the other party?

No, that's because Jing Jiu's sword is so good!

I heard that he also had adventures in Guocheng Temple, and he made a fairy-level flying sword.

Since there are adventures, you count the sword as part of the spiritual realm, of course, I will also include the Lieyang streamer, then I have already far exceeded you!

Thinking about it this way, he calmed down and said, "Your sword is extraordinary, and your sword talent is extraordinary, but do you know what you are really good at?"

Jing Jiu would naturally ignore him, his eyes fell around the snowy mountains, and he didn't know what he was calculating.

Tong Yan looked very interested and asked, "What is it?"

"What you really do is luck, even if it is a pearl, it is also afraid of secret casting, I don't know how many people envy you can join Qingshan."

Wang Xiaoming's lips twitched slightly, and he smiled nervously, saying: "Unfortunately, you were out of luck today and I was met."

Jing Jiu knew what this kind of person would generally say at this time, and he was not interested in it at all.

He once again looked at the cosmic front in his hand, and confirmed that the traces left by the saliva king's saliva had disappeared, and he added a little more confidence in his thoughts.

Jing Jiu didn't speak, Tong Yan had to continue to play the role of interlocutor, so as to delay some time.He looked at Wang Xiaoming on the snowy mountain cliff, and said seriously: "According to my investigation by the Zhongzhou faction, you have never hurt innocent people, you have always been kind, why don't you change your mind and correct yourself?"

"Revert to evil? Hahahaha!"

Wang Xiaoming laughed loudly, as if hearing something absurd.

"What's the difference between right and evil in my eyes? No matter the right and evil, as long as you are a practitioner, you should die!"

Tong Yan was silent for a while, and said: "It turns out that your Excellency does not hurt the innocent, just because those are mortals."

Wang Xiaoming said: "Yes, I never think of myself as a practitioner, even if I practice these messy things, but I am still an ordinary person."

As can be seen from the look and tone, he was deeply proud of it.

Tong Yan asked: "Where does your hostility towards practitioners come from?"

"You practitioners have oppressed us ordinary people, who have been oppressing us for countless years, but come to ask where our hostility comes from?"

Wang Xiaoming shouted angrily: "We should be bullied by you and enslaved by you? Why!"

His shout echoed in front of the quiet snowy mountain, and there was another layer of snow falling over the mountain, booming and rumbling, as if it was cooperating.

Tong Yan was silent for a longer time this time, and said: "After all, they have different positions. You are already a practitioner, and you should be able to understand the truth."

Wang Xiaoming said in a deep voice: "No, I have just said that, I never think of myself as a practitioner."

Tong Yan looked at his right leg and said, "You are now in a good position. You can obviously fix your disabled right leg, but still insist on being a lame person, just to remind yourself not to forget the identity of ordinary people?"

Wang Xiaoming didn't expect that he could actually see through his heart and said with a slight voice: "Not bad."

Tong Yan looked at him with pity and said, "Unfortunately, it is futile for you to do this, because you are no longer an ordinary person, and you have become the most disgusting practitioner you have ever been."

Wang Xiaoming was irritated by his eyes and repeated words, and said impatiently: "I have already told you, I don't think so."

"The difference between a practitioner and an ordinary person is not concept, appearance, good and evil, nor Shou Yuan's length, the only criterion is whether they can practice."

Tong Yan shook his head and said, "If you can practice, you will be a practitioner. If you can't practice, you will be a mortal. How do you think it makes no sense?"

Jing Jiun gave an approval and agreed.

Such a simple reason, he simply did not bother to say.

A beautiful white swan can fly freely at a height of 10,000 feet. Just because she misses her mother and sisters, she has to say that she is still a duck. This may be a matter of love, but it is not true.

When a person becomes a beetle, he certainly wants to continue to be a person. Unfortunately, no one will accept him. He can only take a flower twisted from a metal piece and sit in the garbage dump, remembering the past.

If Tong Yan is more mean, you can even ask Wang Xiaoming such a sentence.

You insist that you are an ordinary person, not a practitioner, so will ordinary people in the world treat you as a kind?