The Path Toward Heaven

In the following days, two more people visited Zhao Yuan.

Like Yi Mao Zhai, they vaguely guessed that Jing Jiu had a certain say in this matter, at least informed.

Guocheng Temple was cut off from Qingshan because of Zen Zi's anger, so he came to Abode of Jingjue Temple.

Jing Jiu felt that it was completely undressed and rained. With no one else in mind, who knew that Jingjue Temple came from Moqiu from the abbot to the incense monk?

He did not wait for the abbot to speak and said directly, "It's not Fuwang."

Abbot Jingjing Temple left in disappointment.

The envoy of the Wind Sword Teacher who came last was very respectful of Jing Jiu, and should have been given the advice of Dao Sheng.

It seems that Cao Yuan saw the truth of that sword.

Jing Jiu thought in this way and said, "It's not Fang Jingtian."

The wind knife teaches the messenger to leave with satisfaction.

Autumn soon passed, and Chaoge City just entered the twelfth lunar month, then ushered in a snow.

Winter has arrived, can spring be far behind?

This is really a sentimental sentence.

In the wind and snow, Jing Jiu thought this way, sat up with his sword, and took Gu Qing back to Qingshan.

It was snowing in Chaoge City, and it was snowing in Tiannan.

Qingshan Jiufeng was as quiet as when he left, and so was Shenmofeng.

At such times in previous years, Nan Wang would ask Liu Ci to open a passage through the Qingshan Great Array to welcome Chu Xue.

This year she is still in retreat, Liu Ci is not in, naturally there is no snow.

Jing Jiu sat on the cliff, his feet stomped on the sea of ​​clouds, looking at the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

The white cat was lying beside him, looking very honest.

Cicada crouched beside it, more honestly.

Gu Qing stood behind him, looked at the still green peaks, and suddenly said, "It's going to rain?"

Obviously now it was a snowy day outside, but he asked about the rain.

This is the rain that the entire Chaotian Continent is most concerned about and is the most anticipated by many people.

Jing Jiu gave a soft hum.

Gu Qing was silent.

Jing Jiu was present when he rejected the two names in Zhao Yuan.

Even Uncle Fang Jingtian can't be the head of the next term, so who will it be?

Jing Jiu said, "What do you think?"

Gu Qing remembered many years ago.

It was also a snowy day that Jing Jiu said to him on the cliff.

-You are the person to be the head.

Thinking of this matter, Gu Qing's temperament could not help but laugh.

Not a proud laugh, but a ridiculous bitter smile.

How could he be the head?

If this thing really happened, he would jump into the sea of ​​clouds under the cliff without the hands of those uncles and masters in the peaks, trying to be clean and at ease.

"If Uncle Yuan succeeds in charge, it is indeed the best thing for us."

Gu Qing thought that Master thought this way and felt that this was the best choice.

The relationship between Shenmo Peak and Tianguang Peak and Liangwang Peak has always been bad, such as Bai Rujing, Jian Ruyun, for example, his brother Gu Han, only Zhuo Rusui is a special case.

If Yuanqi whale is the leader, Tianguangfeng's veins must be suppressed, and there is no spirit to care about God's end.

The most important thing is that Yuanqi Whale can continue to control Fang Jingtian.

In that year's Battle of Yuntai, the strong hills of the green mountains came out, and Fang Jingtian stood in the virtual realm and looked at the end of the God's Peak.

Gu Qing will certainly not forget that picture.

Jing Jiu ended Gu Qing's reasoning and beautiful imagination of the future in one sentence.

"Yuan Qi whale is not willing."

It may be that Tianguang Peak has been battling with Shangde Peak for too many years. Yuanqi whale takes the overall situation seriously, and does not want Qingshan to produce civil strife. It may be some other reasons.

In short he was unwilling.

Gu Qing was stunned, and said after a while: "Then it can only be a real person of Guangyuan. He is tall and able to convince the public, but he is worried that it will cause some other problems."

What this means is that the real person of Guangyuan stopped Bu Qiuxiao in the West Sea and let the real person of Taiping escape.

Jing Jiu didn't care what Gu Qing said, and said to himself, "Serve the crowd."

Looking at the charming Qingshan, he touched his face and firmed his thoughts again.

He closed his eyes and began to meditate.

Ada glanced at him and thought he would treat him more respectfully.

So it did not jump on Jing Jiutou.

Han Chan didn't know what was happening. She held Han Yu's pith and gnawed two times, then fell backwards, closed her eyes, raised the four front arms, and began to absorb the spirit of heaven and earth.

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It rotates day and night, the light and shadow change, the seasons change, the outside spring becomes deeper, and the mountains gradually wake up.

No one knows whether Guangyuan lived out of the customs, fooled out of the customs, or forgotten from the south ... more and more people are out of the customs.

There are more and more people waking up, and no sound of noise can be heard in Qingshan, which is extremely quiet.

Jing Jiu opened his eyes and looked at the end of the sky over the sea of ​​clouds.

Zhao Layue, Yuan Qu, Ping Yongjia and Cicada have all woken up, standing behind Gu Qing and waiting for him.

Jing Jiu got up and said, "Let's go."

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Tianguang Peak is the highest.

The sunlight at the top of the peak is still strong today, but it has been taken away by the sword lights that have arrived.

When Jing Jiu and others came to the top of the peak, the rest of the people of all the peaks arrived.

Jianlu Yuanqi whale, Xingyun Peak Lord Wangwang, Qingrong Peak Lord Nanwang, Shiyue Peak Lord Guangyuan live, Bihu Peak Lord Cheng Youtian, Shenmo Peak Lord Zhao Layue.

Liangwang Peak has not set up a peak owner for all these years, that is, except for the former Jingfeng, who is a closed peak at Yinfeng Peak, all the great people of Qingshan have arrived.

Of course, that person is not there.

This is the most complete time that Qingshan Sect has visited in many years. Even in the past, even Qingshan deliberations were often negotiated by swordsmen, and rarely appeared in person.

Gu Qing took Yuan Qu and Ping Yongjia to the cliff.

People such as Nanshan, Zhuo Rusui and Gu Han, as well as the ordinary elders and disciples of the other peaks are there.

The elders of Tianguangfeng such as Mochi and Bairujing stand at the top of the peak slightly behind.

Countless eyes fell on Jing Jiu's body, because he didn't move, and he stood still, beside Zhao Layue.

Only six peak masters are eligible to stand on top of the peak. Why should you stand there?

Bai Rujing's face was a little ugly, Jian Ruyun's eyes were slightly cold, Gu Han raised his eyebrows, and there was some discussion between the peaks.The problem is that the harshest sword-law Yuan Qi whale didn't speak, and the most temperament Nan Wang didn't speak either. Hundreds of Qingshan elders and disciples between the cliffs thought of the rumor, and were silent.

Yuan Qi whale waved his hand.

The Qingshan Grand Array opened a passage.

Everyone looked over there.

A black line came from the sky, without any power, so quietly passed through the peaks to the top of Tianguang Peak.

A crackling sound.

Chengtian sword sheath was inserted into the stele and returned to its original place.

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Below the stele.

Yuan Turtle opened his eyes slowly, and his old and turbid eyes showed a little nostalgia.

It sent away many generations of Qingshan head.

This is different after all.

A Da didn't know when he got out of Jing Jiu's sleeve, squatted on the ground and looked at the sword sheath on the stone tablet, showing a rare silence.

At the bottom of Shangde Peak, the corpse dog slowly raised his head and looked at the deepest part of the sky, deep in his warm eyes, with some sadness.

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Yimaozhai is in the deepest part of Qianli Wind Gallery.

Liu Shisui is using Guancheng pen to practice writing. This is the homework Bu Qiuxiao gave him. After several years of practice, his strokes are already familiar.

The sword bracelet on his wrist suddenly shook.

Liu Shisui, with the idea of ​​Fu Erjian, got up and walked to the window, looking in the direction of Qingshan, only to find that there was a wind.

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Thousands of miles of corridor.

The wind lasts for thousands of years.

The wind at the entrance is relatively small, so there are still some buildings there, living some mortals, but the business is not so good.

Xiao He was sitting by the window, supporting his jaw, looking at the road that had no trace in a few days, and felt bored.

Suddenly, she saw a scene with a pale face.

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A carriage came from the hills.

Yinfeng stood on the roof of the car to face the wind, his feathers slightly chaotic, just like his mood at this moment.

The ancestor Xuanyin sat on the cowl, his thin hair was even more chaotic by the wind.

A melodious sound of whistle came from the carriage.

It's not Stygian lullaby, nor is it turned into a fairy song, but a very common yellow plum minor.

Only the man in the carriage and Jing Jiu knew that Liu Ci was from Huangmei Town.

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Three-foot sword.

Jinse sword.

All empty swords.

Back to the sword.

Chao Chao Jian.

Firth sword.

The two swords far away in the wind corridor.

Hundreds of flying swords in the sky.

And that sword.

All swords were quietly facing the scabbard on the stele.

The disciples of Qingshan fell to the ground and said in unison: "Welcome to the master, the sword returns to Qingshan!"

Suddenly the spring rain fell, wet the stone tablet, and everything was silent.