The Path Toward Heaven

The Green Mountain Sword Boat at Bihu Peak has been parked in the West Sea for several days.With the careful and careful character of Yicheng Tian, ​​there will be absolutely no omissions. He has indeed found a lot of the treasures of the Xihai Sword School, but there is no trace of the first child sword, obviously there is a problem.

"I don't know how many days you have hidden on that island, or what method you used, even Qinger has concealed it, but I know it is in your hands."

Jing Jiu said: "Bai Zhenren does not check for a while, always remembers this matter, will you pay it or not? So you simply ran away."

This is a very arrogant statement, a very malicious speculation.

Tong Yan withdrew his eyes and continued to play chess with himself without saying a word.

"That sword is mine, it has always been mine." Jing Jiu said.

Many, many years ago, Dao Yuanzheng brought him from Chaoge City to Qingshan.

After a few years, the real man of Daoyuan died of a sneak attack by Nanchu. Before he died, he cut the Dao tree of Nanchu, grabbed the sword of the first son, and gave Jing Jiu.

Three hundred years ago, Jing Jiu gave comfort to the new god emperor who had just lost his father.

He was right, the first son of the sword was his from beginning to end. Now that Nan Nan is dead, it should be his.If it was before, when there was a brand on the first son's sword, where did he need to ask Tong Yan, except that when Pei Bai killed the Western King Sun that year, the first son's sword was re-finished once, and the brand had disappeared.

Probably after hearing Jing Jiu's calm tone, Tong Yan raised his head and asked, "What good do I have?"

Jing Jiu said: "Jiufeng Secret Sword, whatever you choose."

Tong Yan said: "I am practicing Daoism."

The best Taoism in the world is in the Zhongzhou School, and the Qingshan Sect also admits this.

Tong Yan then said: "... and since I am already a disciple of Qingshan, shouldn't these be the treatment I deserve?"

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The current Haizhou City is extremely depressed, and no pedestrians can be seen on the street. The hot pot restaurant that Yin San and Xuan Yin Patriarch once ate was also closed.

Although the war between sectarian cults is in heaven, only a few aftermaths are enough to change the world.

Cheng Youtian sat on the tower and looked at the box sent by his disciple, frowning slightly.

There is a huge sea bead in the box, which is extremely precious, but he still can't understand why Zongmen attaches so much importance to actually sending it back to Qingshan himself?

This was found by the Bihufeng disciples in the ruins of the Xihai sword faction. After the number was placed in the sword boat, it was not taken out until then.

If you do n’t understand, you do n’t think about it anymore.

This time, the sea bead did not need to go through thousands of miles, nor did it need to be hidden in the belly of a fish, and then sent by Gu's family into Qingshan.

A few days later, the box containing Haizhu returned to Qingshan, made a turn in Shangdefeng, and was then taken back to Shenmofeng by Yuan Qu.

Jing Jiu sat by the cliff, took the box, and opened it in Yuanqu and Ping Yongjia's curious eyes.

Looking at the huge sea bead in the box, with the cold light scattered, feeling the heaven and earth vitality contained in it, Ping Yongjia couldn't help moving, looking at the runes engraved on the box, he said with emotion: "Thanks to this box Attaching the formation method, otherwise the world's vitality will leak, and it will definitely attract the demon to fight for the outside world. "

Yuanqu slightly mocked him and said, "This was sent by Uncle Tianshi personally. Who dares to act delusionally?"

The white cat gave him a slight sneer, thinking that you knew a dog.

Jing Jiu took out the sea bead and threw it to the white cat to play. The left hand exerted a little force, and the sword erupted, breaking the formation attached to the box.

In the sound of the click, the wooden box shattered, revealing a flying sword hidden inside.

Jing Jiu picked up the flying sword, feeling the cold feeling from the sword body, and said: "Tong Yan's formation level is good."

This box has been hidden in the treasure room of Shao Ming Island. It can hide the perception of Yin San, and the formation attached to it is not only good, it can be said to be very good.

Yuanqu and Ping Yongjia only knew what was going on at this time. Looking at the obviously extraordinary flying sword, they couldn't help but daze and said, "What kind of sword is this?"

Jing Jiu said: "The first son sword."

Hearing this answer, Yuan Qu and Ping Yongjia were even more shocked.

The white cat stabilized the sea bead in the crack on the cliff, and put the cicada up.

The surface of the sea bead is very smooth, and it is difficult for the cicada to stand firm and keep sliding down.

Whenever it wants to slide down, the white cat will stretch out the cat's claws and pull it back.

"Who are you going to give this sword to?" Zhao Layue said.

In Guiyun City, she used this flying sword to penetrate Luo Huainan's body, and her memory was very deep.

The white cat listened to this and turned to look at it.

With a snapping sound, the cicada landed on the ground with her abdomen facing up.

This is an answer that everyone is curious about.

Fu Sijian gave Zhao Layue.

The two swords have crossed the Ming Road on Liu Shisui's side and the Xihai side.

The universe front is left to Gu Qing.

Cats don't need swords.

Now only two people, Yuanqu and Ping Yongjia, are left in Shenmofeng.

They thought of a possibility, looked at each other, and saw each other's ecstasy.

Soon a bucket of cold water splashed down.

Jing Jiu said, "Not for you."

Yuan Qu and Ping Yongjia honestly let out, and there was no disappointment.

Jing Jiu waved away.

Yuan Qu and Ping Yongjia walked towards the Taoist Temple and whispered something.

Jing Jiu sat on the edge of the cliff and looked at the horizon, his feet swaying.

But his legs are not long enough, so he still can't touch Yunhai.

"At least your apprentice's vision is much stronger than that of Taiping, what's unhappy."

The white cat comforted with his consciousness.

Jing Jiu ignored it and still looked quietly at the horizon.

The cliff is very quiet.

Quiet often means low.

Cicada carefully rubbed her limbs and made a very slight sound, reminding everyone that they are still facing up.

Of course, it can turn over itself, but it is not sure whether it should coax Jingjiu with his belly at this time, so he is asking for instructions.

The white cat stretched his claws and turned it over, thinking that you are not a cat. What's wrong with this?

Everyone can see that Jing Jiu is in a bad mood and knows the reason, but there is no way to comfort him.

"Don't be sad."

The white cat watched him cut off his earlobe by Nan Tzu: "Anyway, you are looking for wind ears. Cut a little and look better. It's better to cut that ear for symmetry."

It was thinking in my heart, anyway, I can't cut it, unless you do it yourself, or let Zhao Layue pull it every day?

It was thinking like this. Zhao Layue raised his hand and gently rubbed Jing Jiu's incomplete earlobe. The black and white eyes did not have the usual coldness, and he was full of distress.

Her distressed nature is not earlobe, but something else.

Jing Jiu's face gradually softened, and it should be very comfortable.

He reached out and rubbed the white cat's head.

The white cat was also very comfortable. He stretched out his paws and hugged the chilly into his arms.

The breeze breezes the mountain cliffs, no feet reach in, and the sea of ​​clouds also gradually waves.

Jing Jiu said: "I want to retreat."

Zhao Layue knew why he had to retreat and said, "I want it too."

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Fang Jingtian had begun to retreat before everyone at Shenmofeng retired.

He is already the pinnacle of breaking the sea, and it is hopeful that if the retreat is to break the border, then no one knows when he will come out.

The disciples of Xilaifeng are looking forward to it, and the elders of Xilaifeng who know the inside are silent.

Immediately afterwards, the real person of Guangyuan also began to retreat, the master of Yunxing Peak also began to retreat, the strong people of each peak began to retreat one after another, the people who crossed Nanshan of Liangwang Peak and others began to retreat, and finally even the women of Nanwang and Qingrong Peak The disciples also began to retreat.

Everyone understands why.

The current Qingshan Sect can be said to be invincible across the world, but the sky is always covered with a shadow.

That spring rain will one day fall.

South forgets to retreat, and Qing Rongfeng no longer pursues Xia Lei, Qiu Feng, Dong Xue, nor does he want to see the spring rain.

Qunfeng is quiet and unusual, but it is not like a grave, because there is no dead silence, and there is a power accumulating slowly in the deepest part of silence.

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In midsummer two years later, Jing Jiu walked out of the cave.

According to the retreat habit of Shenmofeng, Zhao Layue, Yuan Qu, and Ping Yongjia should also wake up at this time, but this time he had to do something by himself, without disturbing them.

He spread his sword knowledge and looked at the situation between the peaks. The monkeys ushered in some new life, and also sent away some old people. The horse that grazed on the hillside returned his spirit.

The white cat was sleepy on the edge of the cliff, and the cicada was napping on its head. The huge sea bead didn't know where it fell off the cliff.

Yuan Qu is still impacting the wilderness, Ping Yongjia's realm is lower, but in the absence of swords, it actually improved quite quickly, and his talent is really good.

His sword knowledge fell deep in the cave house, and he was surprised to find that Zhao Layue was full of spirits and self-confidence in his sword.

At Guocheng Temple that year, she forcibly broke into the wild while chasing and killing Taiping real people. How many years have passed?

With such a talent, only Zhuo Rusui in Qingshan Sect can be similar to her.

Zhuo Rusui had countless battles in the Asking Conference, and his sword was gradually edging forward. In recent years, he was about to cross that threshold.

I do n’t know if Liu Shisui will catch up with them after he cured his internal injuries in Maozhai.

Thinking of these young people who are so diligent in their practice and entering the country quite quickly, Jing Jiu felt that he should also hurry up and decided to break through these days.

Before breaking through, he still has some things to do.

He went to Shangdefeng and landed at the bottom of the well with the skylight.

The corpse dog opened his eyes and looked at him, with an expression of admiration in his eyes.

He nodded and walked deep into the sword prison.

Across the channel and layers of swords and the door, he and Xueji in the cell again looked at each other for a while.

Next, he went to Yinfeng to confirm that Fang Jingtian was retreating, and he had not been secretly released by the corpse dog, nor was there anything unusual.

He was somewhat surprised to find that Tong Yan, who was also in retreat, also had signs of breaking through.

Qingshanzong did not have Yunmeng Mountain's Taoist aids, nor did it use a panacea. In this case, Tong Yan's practice speed did not slow down.

He left Yinfeng and returned from the same path.

Yuan Qijing was waiting for him at the well.

Jing Jiu asked, "Is it hurt?"

Yuan Qijing ignored him.

Even if a Dao tree doesn't fall down, he can be cured for two years even if Dao Shu doesn't fall down.

His eyes fell on Jing Jiu and said, "Yes."

Jing Jiu said, "I can always."

Yuan Qijing snorted coldly.

Jing Jiu knew that he was not in a good mood.

Any practitioner who sees the speed of Jing Jiu's practice will feel frustrated.

Even a person like Yuan Qi Whale, even if he has watched it twice.

He really couldn't understand that spiritual practice is not to pour oil, or to do something better if you are familiar with it. How can it be faster than once?