The Path Toward Heaven

Qingshanzong's style is concentrated on their mantra, which is the famous sentence: "Do you want to die?"

This sentence is sometimes presented in other forms of expression.For example, Liu Cizhen and his close disciple Zhuo Rusui, and now Jing Jiu like it very much.

He Mumu is the elder of Shiyuefeng. He has spent a long time dealing with things that ca n’t speak, such as Huacao Dan Maru, and his temperament is calm and gentle. When this sentence was exported, the wording was modified and it seemed a lot more polite. The option of dying was also mentioned.

But everyone knows that this is superfluous. How elder He's words are gentle is actually tough or cruel to the extreme.

At a critical moment, Castle Peak has always provided the world with two choices: obedience or death.

If the hanging bell sect was in chaos, Master Chen and Sue really had an accident. As the guardian of the order of the Tiannan spiritual practice, Qingshan Sect must do something.

That means that this middle-aged man named De Yuanquan, no matter whether he can succeed the suzerain, will definitely die.

The famous mantra of Qingshan Sect has been heard by many practitioners, but not many people have actually heard it in person.

There was an uproar.

Many people wanted to come, in order to wait for the spring rain, Qingshan Sect should be low-key for years, who had thought that this seemingly gentle elder actually came up and forced the old lady and De Yuanquan to the edge of the cliff.Does the Qingshan Sect want to kill in public today?

There was no change in the expression of the old lady, and the wrinkles were like they were carved with a carving knife, and the lines did not move.

"This is the family affair of my hanging bell sect, and even if your Qingshan sect is a righteous leader, you should not interfere with it."

Holding a cane, she took two steps forward slowly, and looked at He Bumu with a blank expression and said, "Want to order the world? Is Qingshanzong ready to learn blood demon religion?"

This is a very vigorous and reasonable accusation, and it is difficult for anyone to answer.And why not admire, like other Qingshan Jianxiu, not good at words.But why most of Qingshan Jianxiu is not good at words?Naturally, the Qingshan Sect rarely needs to reason with others.

"It seems that Yunmeng Mountain has promised to the old lady."

Why not admire the nature of this matter directly, "I do n’t want to know those things, but tomorrow I will see the patriarch and the young patriarch, otherwise who is this ..."

Lin Yingliang, a disciple of Shiyuefeng, said: "De Yuanquan."

He Bumu continued: "... Yes, this Mr. De Yuanquan, then you have to invite you to die."

After saying this, he took Lin Yingliang and several other Qingshan disciples to the outside of the hall, but he did not give the old lady the opportunity to speak again.

Hundreds of practitioners in the hall were silent, and the air was filled with a depressed and tense atmosphere.

People clearly felt that Elder He and several young disciples were in a bad mood and were very angry.

Obviously, Qingshan did not want to arbitrarily produce a sword, and was accused by the practice community before leaving on its own, giving Xuan Lingzong a night of thinking.

As for who will win, this is not the focus of practitioners' thinking.

Although He Mumu is an ordinary elder with a few ordinary disciples, he is ultimately an elder and disciple of Qingshan.

Even if they can't deal with Xuan Lingzong, Qingshan will naturally send people again.

It is believed that the Xihai sword faction was destroyed by the Qingshan Sect two years ago, and no one will forget it in two hundred years.

All eyes fell on the old lady, wondering how she would choose.

If Sect Master Chen and Desue have already had an accident, the war will naturally be inevitable. According to the style of the old lady, it should not be done from the beginning.

The expression of the old lady still did not change, and he did not see any hesitation or concession.

People think of what Elder He said, and they thought that was true. The Zhongzhou faction still intervened ... But isn't it still over there?

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Back in the quiet courtyard, the three monks took off their hats.

The old monk looked at Jing Jiu and sighed, saying, "This noble elder is too angry."

For Buddhist disciples, it is really difficult to ask others if they want to die, and ask others to die.

Jing Jiu said: "Why don't you admire the alchemy in addition to planting flowers, it will inevitably be a bit angry."

The two angers are not the same thing at all.

Explain that he doesn't care what he admires.

Because of that matter, the Qingshan Sect is now very silent, but silence does not mean low-key, more often it means that there is a kind of power accumulating.

From him to Yuanqi whale, from He Mumu to Lin Yingliang, these young disciples have some emotional problems, and they are naturally more angry.

At this time, the old lady of the Xuan Ling Sect actually colluded with the Zhongzhou faction, and Qingshan instinctively would make the strongest response.

The young monk did n’t understand Master ’s conversation with Jing Jiu and worriedly asked, “Sect Master Chen and Young Sect Master are all right?”

Jing Jiu looked to the sky outside the courtyard, as if listening to something, and said after a while: "It's fine."

The old monk said to him: "Are you really going to do something here?"

Jing Jiun gave a cry.

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The lake water of Liming Lake is very green, and there is a lump of white hair floating in the lake water. I do n’t know whether it is catkins blown by the wind or white geese looking for fish.

In the clatter of the water, the white hair sank towards the bottom of the lake, faster and faster, until it turned into a white line, quietly, without any attention.

The bells at the willow head by the lake did not sound any warning.

It didn't take long for a small white cat to appear on a small island in a very remote place with a light breeze.Its hair is very long, usually at the end of the Shenmo Peak, Zhao Layue and Cicada combed very smoothly every day, and showed nothing. Once wet, it formed a dreadlock and looked very embarrassed.

The white cat leaned on his chest and bowed his head. He licked his chest hard and found that it was just in vain. He shook his head angrily and jumped into the woods hundreds of feet away.

Xuanling Sect's security is strong, especially this small island, with formations and institutions everywhere.

These formations and institutions can't hurt it, but if the alarm is triggered, there will always be some trouble.

Just like that little Taijun is not his opponent, but if he is desperately trying to take the town magic weapon of Xuanlingzong, it will be very troublesome.

White cat's three favorite things in this life are sleeping, sleeping on top of Jing Jiu, and sleeping in Zhao Layue's arms. The one thing he dislikes most is trouble.

So it was careful not to leave footprints on the beach or urine under the tree.But the need to be so careful is a very troublesome thing in its own right. Its eyes are more and more sullen, thinking that Jiu Mingming can pretend to be a silent human-shaped stone, why should he come by himself?

At this moment, it heard a weak voice from the stone wall.

"It really drags on my son ..."

"Mum, don't say that ... Grandma is a bad person ... I don't like her anyway."

"Don't talk about elders like this, if it wasn't for you to make her too sad this time, she wouldn't choose that way either."

"Huh, she won't let me stay with Zhan Ge, I won't listen to her. What happened to the monk? Did the monk eat our rice?"

Hearing this sentence, White Cat determined that this was the place he was looking for, and the person detained in the stone wall was the pair of mother and daughter she was looking for.

It looked up and gave a soft meow to the sky.

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As the guardian of the Qingshan Sect, Liu Ada has the lethal power of the beginning.It's just a little embarrassing that when it went out with Jing Jiu in recent years, it encountered something that it couldn't beat, or didn't dare to fight.Such as Canglong, such as Xuanyin ancestor, such as Taipingzhenren ... But in places like Xuanlingzong, it can be more relaxed. Even if the troubles you do n’t want to face are coming, the big deal is just a battle.

Confirming that he couldn't open the stone wall, he went directly to the core area of ​​Xuanlingzong, hiding in the mountains and green leaves, looking towards the tower in the distance.

That is the star picking tower of Xuanlingzong, which has a very tacky name that can be seen in all states and counties.

The old lady sat in a chair.De Yuanquan stood in front of her with a respectful attitude.

"I know I should wait another two years, at least until the Zhongzhou faction ends the closure ..."

The old lady looked at him and said, "But I can't live next year, so I can only take risks."

De Yuanquan lifted his front, knelt in front of her, and said, "Make the mother labor and the son unfilial."

The old lady said: "It doesn't matter whether you call your mother or your aunt. I never expect that the successor will become a biological one, and I never expect that after I die, you will pass the position of the suzerain to the girl. But if there are thousands of people, you have at least one benefit, that is your surname, you can't change this. "

Deyuanquan knocked on his head and said, "All mothers love."

The old lady said: "If you want to make this a foregone conclusion, you have to let Chen die, and you will deal with it tonight."

De Yuanquan was a little surprised. I thought that the death girl of Desser was forced to die a few days ago. You only let Chen survive and plan to let her slowly die. Today, the people of Qingshan Sect have come, but they have to suddenly With this thunder means, aren't you really afraid of Qingshanzong?

The old lady said: "These words of" forcing death to death "look simple, but they are not. At least you must let the other party know that you dare to die, and you dare to let others die. I will use the death of Chen's to trust the Qingshan and then Force the girl to withdraw temporarily with the girl, as long as it can be delayed for another year, after the matter is settled, it does not matter. "

De Yuanquan said: "Everything follows the mother's teachings."

The old lady looked at him and said, "You must remember that we can force people to die, and others can make us die."

De Yuanquan thought of the elder Qingshan asking himself, and said with a slight cold look: "Why don't you admire entering the sea and be shallow, not my opponent."

The Xuanling Sect is a righteous ancestor, and there is a large presence in the mountain gate. Even if Qingshan wants to attack, it must pay a great price, which will take a while.

And he killed the dead girl Desser, just need to move his fingers.

As long as no one can threaten him by Lake Liming, Xuanlingzong can drag this matter down.

The old lady has been in trouble for a long time, and after a few words, she is tired.

De Yuanquan helped her on the couch and took care of her carefully before leaving the Star Picking Tower.

Not far from picking the star tower to his own residence, he suddenly felt something was wrong and turned back to look at the mountains, but found nothing.

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When the white cat returned to the small courtyard, Jing Jiu closed his eyes and sat on the futon to practice.

When he was practicing at the end of God's Peak, he usually lay down, or sat casually, with such formal and ritual-like practice pictures rarely appearing.

There was a fog above his head, which seemed to have countless fine grains, which was the essence of the sword.

In the fog, the universe front and the first child sword moved relatively slowly.

There are countless ways of refining swords in the world. No one knows more than Jing Jiu. Today he uses sword sharpening.

The two swords are facing each other, with intention as the bridge, and then being inspired by the purest and sharpest sword between heaven and earth, the relationship between them will become closer and closer.

The longer it floats in that fog, the quieter the breath of the cosmic front, and the lighter the breath of the first child sword.

The sperm and blood left on the sword for thousands of years after Nan Tse and Sun Wang Sun are separated are almost no traces.

The white cat used his consciousness to pass everything he had seen to Jing Jiu.

The location of the island, the number and distribution of bells, the weakness of the formation, the cave house of Deyuanquan.

These are Jing Jiu's arrangements. He thought that he would save people first and then do things.

Jing Jiu didn't open his eyes and didn't know if he heard it.

The mist that emerged from his head was getting weaker and weaker, and the breath of the universe front and the first son sword were also getting weaker and clearer.

The white cat guessed something vaguely, his eyes narrowed, and he stepped back two steps to make a passage from the small courtyard into the sky.

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Liming Lake is very big.

Xingxinglou is about twenty miles away from the places where the denominational guests are located.

The wind chime of the cornice suddenly rang.

The old lady opened her eyes and got up to look somewhere, her face pale.

In a building not far away, the same bell sounds great.

A sword light broke through the bell and came to the depths of the building.

De Yuanquan raised his eyes, waved his expression blankly, the bell tied between his wrists flew up, and faced the sword light.

He was secretly tuned by the old lady for many years, the realm is really deep, the flying sword was actually caught by the bell!

A strong and heavy force reached his fingers. De Yuanquan grunted and took a half step back, his brow red, as if bleeding.

The flying sword had a cool breath, but it was quite generous and looked very uncoordinated.

De Yuanquan thought about whose sword, and his expression changed slightly.

The wind moved slightly, Jing Jiu appeared in front of him, and his right hand pointed to his eyebrow.

It really is you!

De Yuanquan flipped his palms and clamped Jing Jiu's right hand.

He ignored the severe pain in his hand and the blood that kept falling, looking at Jing Jiu's face, his heart full of anger and confusion.

In order to take the place of the dead girl in Dese, you came to kill me!

Even if you are a kendo genius born out of Qingshanzong, it is already a wilderness at a young age, but you dare to come and kill me!

Do you know what state I am?

What a ridiculous thing!

Although it was ridiculous and angry, De Yuanquan was not going to kill Jing Jiu.

The reason is simple, he dare not.

The bell in the building is a masterpiece.

The bells sandwiching the cosmic front also began to emit silent fluctuations.

Even the most powerful cultivator can easily be broken by these ringtones, and then the true element is exhausted and can only be caught.

Jing Jiu's expression remained unchanged, and his right hand suddenly radiated a light.

That is not the light produced by Taoism, nor the light of magic weapon, but was born from his hands.

The light was a bit cold, like the luster of metal.

There was a soft sound.

Jing Jiu's right hand crossed Deyuanquan's head.

There is no drop of blood.

There is no brains.

The ringtone is still.

When the wind rises again.

Jing Jiu disappeared.

The same is true of the universe front.

In the small courtyard more than twenty miles away, there was a wind.

The old monk and the young monk were not at a high level, only vaguely felt as if something had happened.

They looked into the house subconsciously and found that Jing Jiu had not moved while sitting on the futon.

The white cat looked at Jing Jiu on the futon, opened his mouth in shock, and made no noise.