The Path Toward Heaven

That feeling is getting stronger and stronger, constantly hitting Dao Xin, bringing a very uncomfortable feeling.

Jing Jiu knew that this was of course not because of the surnames of Liu Shisui and Yuan Qu, but because Xue Ji was in Qingshan.

After thinking for a while, he took out the cicada and threw it over, saying, "You are wearing it first."

Cicada landed on top of the white cat unbiasedly.

No matter how high the position is, as long as you stay for a long time, you can get used to it. Naturally, it will not be afraid, thinking of Xueji is very satisfied.

The white cat stretched out his right paw and moved the position of the cicada more appropriately. I felt very satisfied and thanked Jing Jiu with a cry.

Jing Jiu was also very satisfied, thinking that if Xue Ji came out of the barrier, she should follow the taste of chilling to the end of God's Peak. At that time, Ada could stop it, and the three would definitely be embarrassed to watch Ada go wrong.

Ping Yongjia leaned beside Gu Qing and whispered, "Brother, what the hell is this cat? How does the name feel weird."

Gu Qing didn't have time to explain, Jing Jiu said to Ping Yongjia: "What sword do you want to learn?"

Ping Yongjia was stunned, thinking that since he was a disciple of Shenmofeng, of course, he should learn the unrepentant swordsmanship of King Jingyang, can he learn anything else?

Gu Qing thought about his own experience, and said with a smile: "You can pick the sword skills of Jiufeng Qingshan."

Ping Yongjia was shocked and speechless, thinking she could arrange this way?

Gu Qing then said to Jing Jiu: "Siblings don't have swords yet, what are your plans, Master?"

At this time, a song came suddenly from the opposite Qingrong Peak.

Ping Yongjia looked over there, a little curious.

Jing Jiu glanced at him and said, "Then learn Rong Feng's unprovoked swordsmanship, and then the sword."

Ping Yongjia froze again, feeling very innocent. I thought I glanced at it and said, "Master, Qingrong Peak is all sisters, so weird ..."

Jing Jiu ignored him and walked back to the Dong Mansion. It didn't take long for him to come out again, holding a thin sword score in his hand.

Ping Yongjia didn't know whether she should be happy or sad, and she took the sword spectrum in a daze, too late to say anything, and was dragged into the palace by Gu Qing and Yuan Qu.

"Are you stupid? When Yunmengshan asked the meeting, Uncle Shi participated in as a disciple of Shui Yue'an. What's so strange?"

Yuan Qu looked annoyed at him and said that if he changed to Yushan Shimei, he wouldn't know what he would be happy about, like you are still ready to pick and choose.

Gu Qing laughed and said nothing.

He cooperated with Yuan Qu to drag Ping Yongjia into the Taoist Hall, but instead of fearing that Master was angry, he knew that the two teachers would speak.

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The bamboo chair is on the edge of the cliff, facing the sea of ​​clouds.

Jing Jiu sat behind Zhao Layue and combed her hair.

Thinking of the previous sword score, Zhao Layue said, "Your memory is good."

Jing Jiu said: "Most of the more powerful swordsmanship is still remembered, but the entry skills are almost forgotten."

When he came out of the mountain stream, he discovered this problem.The memory he kept has nothing to do with the length of time. It is more like a deliberate choice. Most important things are still remembered, so what should not be remembered are small things?

Zhao Layue said, "I haven't seen you accumulating sand for a long time."

Jing Jiu said: "Some busy."

He is indeed getting busy now, and after practice, it is difficult to find time to calm down, not to mention the use of sand to pass the time.

Calculating carefully, his time in Qingshan was so pitiful that it was really unimaginable before.

Zhao Layue knew that he did not like this most, and gave him a sympathetic glance.

Jing Jiu said: "Sometimes it feels like I'm paying off the debt."

Zhao Layue thought for a while and asked, "Is this cause and effect?"

Jing Jiu looked at the sea of ​​clouds flowing outside the cliff, and after a moment of contemplation, he said, "I have no debt to this world."

Zhao Layue said, "Why didn't the grass on the hill owe that horse?"

Jing Jiu nodded and said, "So I will go to Chaoge City."

Zhao Layue said, "I will go with you."

Jing Jiu said: "This time let Gu Qing follow, he is familiar with the Chaoge City."

Zhao Layue said: "The situation in the snowfield has gradually calmed down. This year's May Fair may be held as usual. Zhuo Rusui should also be in Chaoge City."

Jing Jiu said: "This time the matter is related to Xueyuan."

He is going to make Xueji's story clear to her, and if something really changes in the future, he will be better prepared.

At this time, the white cat suddenly ran out of the cave, running very anxiously, and the bell around his neck kept ringing.

Zhao Layue looked slightly miserable, thinking what happened?

The white cat put the cicada on the ground and motioned Jing Jiu to have a look.

Cicada was stiff all over, with more than ten extremely thin white limbs shaking steadily, looking as if she could not.

Jing Jiu reached out and grabbed it in his hand, and found that it had no problem, but was terrified.

The mosquito commanded by Cicada died.

It was in the room in Jian Hei.

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In the twilight, Jing Jiu came to Shangdefeng, the sword prison was already dark at night, just like other time periods.

He walked through the dark passage without making a sound until he came to the hall illuminated by the lights, looking to the narrower passage on the right hand side.

The sword intention of the ice array of everything is hidden in the stone walls on both sides, without any traces.

His eyes passed through what seemed to be nothing, and landed on the cell at the end of the passage.

Suddenly, numerous ice and snow poured out of the gap in the cell door.

The snow rushed out more and more quickly, until it turned into a rushing river, with unimaginable cold and terror, rushing towards him.

Jing Jiujing quietly looked at the picture in front of him, without evading or being surprised.

The surging ice and snow came to him almost immediately, about to drown him.

At this moment, he closed his eyes and then opened it again.

The snow and ice disappeared.

There was still a quiet passage in front of him.

It was still the lonely cell.

Wanting to shut down the existence of Xue Ji, there is also a lesson learned from his brother, Jing Jiu is more cautious this time, leaving behind in advance.

The mosquito in the demon prison was left behind to monitor Xueji. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by Xueji so quickly and then killed by her.

Just like the illusion seen earlier, is this Xue Ji showing her powerful realm strength, or expressing her anger?

Jing Jiu quietly looked at the cell, and he didn't speak for a long time.

There was no sound in that cell, and the dead was like a tomb.

Suddenly a breeze blew up in the hall and dust rolled up.

I don't know what the wind is from the well or the hidden peak.

"I'm going far."

Jing Jiu looked at the cell through a long passage and said, "Say anything now."

A very soft bang came from the cell.

Jing Jiu was silent for a while and said, "Okay."

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There was an additional bamboo chair in the cell.

The bamboo chair is a bit old. The chair surface and armrests are very smooth. They have not been repaired for many years and are not stable.

The image projected by the magic weapon on the wall of the prison cell also changed, from the former blue sky and white clouds and green water and green mountains to the vast earth and the frozen world.

In the distance of that world, there is a lonely and high ice peak shining brightly.

Wrapped in a quilt, Xue Ji squatted on a bamboo chair and looked at the ice peak, seeming very satisfied.

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This year the snow line did not continue to move south, and the cold wind in the snow field was not as cold as in previous years. Chaoge City ushered in a normal spring.

The density of the green trees in the zen courtyard, such as the old tea urn and the new tea, the mist fluctuates with the terrain, like white smoke on the tea cup.

The spring scene of Jingjue Temple is really beautiful.

There is a hall looming in the fog.

Jing Jiu walked out of the hall and came to the mist forest, and the spring scenery became more beautiful.

Jingjue Temple is a royal monastery, and he has just finished talking with the emperor.

He talked about the fact that Xue Ji was imprisoned in Qingshan, and he also knew the recent situation of Chaoge City.

He really didn't want to pay attention to these ordinary things, but since he met the emperor, he had to listen.

It's like when he doesn't want to meet Yuanqi whale, but sometimes he doesn't want to meet.

In these years, Jing Xin is very low-key and rarely leaves the house. Whether in Mingli or secretly, he is studying and studying under the leadership of the teachers of Zhongzhou School and Yimaozhai every day.

The situation in Chaoge City is calm, but not good.

At that time, some officials wrote to ask Li Jingyao to be the prince, just like Li Taishou in Ohara City. Now such officials are almost gone.

After all, the emperor's rule of the world depends on the civil and military officials of the central government.

Most of the officials and military generals of the Jing Dynasty had a background of Zhongzhou faction, or had studied in Maozhai.

Compared with the Zhongzhou faction and Yimaozhai, Qingshanzong had little influence in Chaoge City.

Gu Qing entered the palace that year and became Jing Yao's teacher, shocking the whole world, thinking that Qingshan Sect wanted to change the Meihui system and reached out to the north.

The Zhongzhou faction responded very strongly, and directly sent over thousands of people of this level to protect the King Jingxin. Until now, Xiang Wanshu and several other Zhongzhou faction princes are still sitting in the King's mansion.In particular, the Zhenmo Prison Incident and the command of the Qingtian Division changed their position, which made the Zhongzhou faction extremely angry.

In this case, it is basically impossible to abolish Jing Xin and establish Jing Yao directly as the prince.

The calm of Chaoge City is certainly not a good thing.

Jing Jiu walked to the pool and looked at the newly born lotus leaves on the water, silent for a long time.

If the Jing clan wants to live forever, they must care about the opinions of the state and Yimaozhai, unless the Jing clan and Qingshan have the power to crush all the objections.

His apprentice Gu Qing was Jing Yao ’s teacher, and his nephew Jing Li was accompanied by Jing Yao. From anyone ’s point of view, the key person on the north of Qingshan was him.With so many things happening, especially the defeat of the Qilin in the Guocheng Temple, the Zhongzhou faction must have doubted his relationship with the Divine Emperor, coupled with the Zhenmo prison incident, the death of the Canglong ...

Even if there is no evidence, as long as there is a chance, the Zhongzhou faction will surely kill him secretly.The problem is that the Zhongzhou faction would never have imagined that, according to Qingshanzong's style of acting, if he really died, regardless of whether there was evidence or no chance, Qingshanzong would surely launch a crazy revenge.

The war between the two major denominations of spiritual practice now seems inevitable.

It's really troublesome.

Jing Jiu looked at the lotus branch gently swaying in the wind and silently calculated the victory or defeat of this war.

Liangtongtian and Liangtongtian are considered to be robbing each other. Yuan Qi whale breaks through the border a little later, but he is so clever, and he must hide his back.

The body of Kirin is also the peak of the sky. The demon chicken is crazy and does not know how to advance and retreat. Ada is not as good as himself, and can only count on the corpse dog.

Yunmeng Mountain has a few more valley owners than Qingshan Peak, but Primary Four has hidden the true level for so many years, and suddenly a sudden outbreak should be able to rob two or three.

The key issue is that most of the hidden peaks in Qingshan are dead, but Yunmenghoushan is different.

After the white blade soared into immortality, the Zhongzhou faction did not have civil strife, and there is a high probability that there will be some former elders alive.

Just like the carp in the magma river at the bottom of the Soul Valley, who would have thought that the Zhongzhou faction actually hides a mythical beast in such a remote place?

After a simple calculation, Jing Jiu felt more troublesome.

If the Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou faction really go to war, no matter who wins or loses in the end, it is no exaggeration to say that half of the mainland will be destroyed.

How come this step?

Jing Jiu didn't know.

He first entered the town of demon prison, just to learn something with the Emperor of the Hades, and did not want to alarm Canglong.

It was discovered afterwards that it was because Braulin sent a letter through the King's Mansion to the Demon Prison in the town.

Brother Lao Lin is brother.

The answer came out.

He has been winning all these years, whether it's breaking the snowfield or the chaos of Guocheng Temple.

But those are small wins.

Brother is pursuing the big picture.

As long as the continent is turbulent and the souls are covered, it will be his victory.

"Are you sad too?"

A woman's voice rang behind him.

Jing Jiu didn't turn around and said, "I'm not sad, but I just don't understand. Why don't practitioners concentrate on practicing, but have so many ideas?"

He didn't understand this problem in his previous life, but he still couldn't understand it in this life.

If the idea stems from the sense of responsibility that leads one's race forward, where does the sense of responsibility come from?

If the sense of responsibility stems from the despair of the old world, shouldn't you take the underworld army to the world?

If all of this is because of love, isn't that boring rhetoric only in the drama?

The woman sat down next to him, holding her knees, looking at the lotus branch in the pool, sniffing her nose, wiping the teardrops from her eyes, and said bitterly: "There is nothing in the world. It may be because we are all mediocre. "

Jing Jiu turned to look at her and said seriously: "I am not, neither is he."