The Path Toward Heaven

Jing Jiu washed his face with the sword fire while walking towards the edge of the cliff.

With his footsteps, the dust vibrated from the closet, and soon it was as clean as new, clearing the dust, just like a lotus after the rain.

Gu Qing followed him, using a very fast speech speed, a calm voice, to talk about the important things of the practice circle and Qingshan in this year.

Looking at this scene, Zhuo Rusui thought that this is not to say the image of eunuch or traitor common in books?Can't help laughing out loud.

Jing Jiu glanced at him.

Zhuo Rusui quickly sideways to make way, said: "I just wiped the bamboo chair."

Jing Jiu lay down on the bamboo chair.

Gu Qing stood next to him and said, "I have been to Nanshan many times, and I have been here before. I am talking about Yizhou."

Jing Jiu closed his eyes and did not speak. It seems that today's Spring Day is really good.

Zhuo Rusui looked at the sky and gave an envious sigh in his heart.

Gu Qing finally said: "Xuanlingzong and Daze and Shui Yue'an sent letters to ask a few times, want to know the date of the ceremony."

If it is just this, he will not have too much pressure, the key is that Shang Defeng is also asking.

Jing Jiu said, "You can do it."

Gu Qing thought a little helplessly, and it wasn't me who was in charge, so he had to drag on.

The concept of time in the spiritual world is different from that of the human world. For example, like the questioning conference of the Zhongzhou School, no one can be sure whether it is really 30,000 years. It is very common to advance a few years or postpone a few years.

It is just that this matter cannot be dragged on indefinitely.

Jing Jiu suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Eat hot pot today."

I do n’t know if it ’s because the sun is good today. I still want to do something ceremonial that the head has n’t been doing, or I want to review the story of six hundred years ago and three hundred years ago.

When Taiping Reality and Liu Ci became the masters, they had a hot pot meal.

Gu Qing was a little surprised, thinking, Master, what's wrong with you?

Zhuo Rusui said repeatedly: "Good! Good! Good!"

Gu Qing glanced at him and admired him even more. He really wanted to be the only one who could rub the two meals at the end of God's end.

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The most important thing to eat hot pot is the liveliness. Of course, there should not be too few people, so Zhao Layue, Yuan Qu and Ping Yongjia who are retreating are called out.

It's been decades since Zhuo Rusui retired in Tianguangfeng, and he really couldn't understand everything he saw.

He didn't know that the retreat of Shenmofeng was so casual.

If the hot pot is sent by Gu's family, it will naturally get the best pot bottom and ingredients, whether it is Hongmaozhai's shabu meat or Yizhou's most famous Jiuxiangju, it's all right. time.

Shiyuefeng can also be done. After all, it is the request of the head. The problem is that they only make herbal pots, and Jing Jiu does n’t like the monkeys in that peak, so in the end, he decided to let them provide only the ingredients, and everything else. .

The chef is Ping Yongjia, because he is the youngest and has the shortest time from the world. He has not forgotten how to cut vegetables and put seasonings.

When he was chopping vegetables, Yuanqu was very kind to help him. Zhuo Rusui was watching the excitement because he had never seen anyone chopping vegetables.

Jing Jiu glanced at it and ignored it.I thought that in that small mountain village, he only learned to cut vegetables in three days. It is not a problem to kill fish and chicken. The cut cucumber can be stretched to two feet long ... Ping Yongjia's level, even ten The ten-year-old is far inferior, and I don't know how to think about learning swords.

Throwing some ginger slices and spring onions in the clear water pot makes the soup ready.

Monks seldom eat, but occasionally they are greedy, so Shi Yuefeng prepares beef and mutton, which is naturally the best kind in the world.

Zhuo Rusui threw in a lot of mutton slices at the fastest speed, just picked up the color, and picked it up. In the prepared sesame sauce, he passed the water like a willow branch, and all of them were sent into the lips.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"It tastes a little bit weaker."

Zhuo Rusui said without changing his color, the chopsticks in his hand had reached the freshly cut beef ribs again.

Gu Qing hurriedly filled the bowl of soup, before getting too much oil, and then served in front of Jing Jiu.

Zhao Layue threw a few greens into the soup.

Jing Jiu took a few sips of soup, ate a piece of vegetables, and lay back on the bamboo chair.

All kinds of meat reappeared in the pot in an instant, full of filling, like a mountain.

Several pairs of chopsticks were also inserted on the Roshan.

Everyone looked at the pot and waited for the meat to be cooked, but did not speak.

Quiet eating does not mean that the atmosphere is embarrassing, but that everyone is eating very seriously.

Speaking of this, this should be the first time that God Morfeng had dinner, and it should be called the bottom of the singular pot on the earth, or is it Wen Wen?

Zhuo Rusui was eating and eating, and suddenly found that he was not the one who ate the most.

Zhao Layue looked very calm, but chopsticks never stopped, and a few disciples did not dare to grab meat with her teacher ...

"Really look down upon you."

Zhuo Rusui's thinking is of course not about eating meat, but about something like Yun Yun and MCA.

He did n’t like Jian Ruyun and Ma Hua, and he did n’t have any sense of belonging to Liang Wangfeng, but he did n’t expect Zhao Layue, a seemingly dedicated swordsman, to have such a harsh side. Changed the topic: "Sister-in-law, how to practice the acquired invisible sword body?"

Everyone at the hot pot looked at him, and even one of Jing Jiu's ears moved.

Zhao Layue said blankly: "I was practicing in Jianfeng."

"I have been sitting in Jianfeng since last spring, but it is useless. I feel that the sword intentions there do not like me very much."

Zhuo Rusui said to himself: "Is it because my sword is too strong?"

Yuan Qu and Ping Yongjia glanced at each other, wasn't it because you were too cheap?

Practice is the right thing.

Zhao Layue put down his chopsticks and began to communicate with him.

Zhuo Rusui listened carefully, but the chopsticks in his hand did not mean to put it down.

Ping Yongjia could not understand what they were talking about, only that it was related to Jianfeng.This reminded him of something. He ran to the bamboo chair, squatted down and said to Jing Jiu: "Master, I already know the sword of Qing Rongfeng. When will I go to Jianfeng to pick up the sword?"

If Jing Jiu no longer accepts his disciples, he will be the close disciple of the leader of this generation of Qingshan, just like Zhuo Rusui's original status.

The problem is that Zhuo Rusui got a good sword as soon as he entered Tianguang Peak, and then began to retreat. He was already famous when he was as old as he was.

But he ... now has no sword.

When cutting beef and mutton and cabbage, onion and garlic just now, he used Gu Jian's ordinary sword that had not been replaced.

Listening to this, Yuan Qu ran over with a bowl, squatting on the other side of the bamboo chair, looking at Jing Jiu and said, "Uncle Master, I can't do this sword ..."

Gu Qing also remembered one thing and said, "Master, the May Fair is about to start. Will you start the sword test conference, or will you appoint a disciple?"

Jing Jiu stood up, Zhao Layue knew he was a little annoyed, but he had no time to say anything, and the peak was illuminated by the quiet sword light.

Looking at the distant universe front, Gu Qing was silent for a moment, then turned back to Yuan Qu and Ping Yongjia.

Yuanqu and Ping Yongjia knew that they had done something wrong, so how could they justify and lower their heads?

Gu Qing pointed to the sky and said, "I don't have a sword, what have I said? Master has his own arrangements, what are you in a hurry?"

Zhuo Rusui listened, and said, "It looks like you are really ready to take over?"

Gu Qing glanced at him and said, "Do you have an opinion?"

At other times, he can be calm and humble, but since it is Master's arrangement, he will not step back in half a step.

Zhuo Rusui drew his eyelids and said, "You will come and ask me again."

After saying this, he said nothing more and continued to eat meat.

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The cosmic front broke through the clouds, came to the extremely high sky, and flew towards the thickest cloud.

The faintly visible peak in the cloud and mist is Yunxing Peak, also known as Jianfeng, which the disciples of Qingshan often say.

Several iron eagles were frightened by the flying sword that came suddenly, and Jianfeng became quieter.

Jing Jiu put away the cosmic front and walked across the steep and desolate cliffs.

As he walked, the cliff shook slightly, sand and stones poured, and various flying swords and embryos emerged from the rock.

Jing Jiu raised two fingers of his right hand and pinched a Qimei sword tactic.

Feeling that clear sword intention, some flying swords slowly returned to the mountain, while some swords flew out and hovered quietly around him.

He glanced around and pointed to a flying sword in the sky.

The flying sword vibrated slightly, seeming to be very happy, and flew to him with the fastest speed, and the remaining flying swords returned quietly to their respective places.

Jing Jiu took the flying sword and observed it for a moment.

This flying sword is not particularly straight. There are three insignificant turning points in the middle. The sword body is a little dark.

Jing Jiu was very satisfied, and took this flying sword to a higher place and inserted it into a piece of dolomite.

This flying sword is very suitable for Qimei swordsmanship, but it has not been fully formed yet, it needs to be cultivated for a while in Jianfeng.

He never thought of changing the sword for Yuan Qu, and felt that this should be the responsibility of Shang Defeng. It was only the pitiful look of Yuan Qu that changed his mind.

Yuanqu now has a new sword. What should Ping Yongjia's sword do?After countless years of carrying the sword, there are fewer and fewer good swords in the blade, especially the green mountain is getting stronger and stronger, and the returning sword is also getting slower. The high-grade flying sword with unprovoked swordsmanship is more difficult.

Qing Rongfeng should have kept some good flying swords, but that requires a meeting with Nan Wang, Jing Jiu would not think so.

It seems that Ping Yongjia had to empty-handed for a few more years.

Jing Jiu walked to the cliff and sat in the cave, looking at the desolate scenery in the peak, calm and speechless.

He has just gone through customs and does not need to close his eyes to practice.

This mountain cliff is close to the peak, and countless swords are fierce and terrifying. Other practitioners will feel very uncomfortable sitting here, for a longer period of time, or even internal injuries.

He felt very comfortable, because it was quiet here, the monkey did not bark, and no one looked for it.

From the perspective of Yuanqi whale and some people, he has changed a lot compared with the previous life, and Shenmofeng has become much more lively.

In fact, he is still more used to being alone.

One can not wash one's face with sword fire, one need not come to pick up the debris in this mountain peak, one can think about nothing.

Those flying swords and sword embryos went toward the depths of the mountain, and the small round or flat holes overflowed with smoke and dust, and gradually merged with the cloud that enveloped Jianfeng.

The smoke disappeared.

Looking at the scene, Jing Jiu remembered the formation called Yan Xiao Yun San.

The smoke dissipation can help practitioners to cut off all the causes and consequences of the dust, so that they can lighten their way, break the thunder, and open the sky.

He broke the thunderstorm and opened the sky, but failed to cut off the cause and effect of the dust, so he would only sit here now, watching the smoke cloud in front of him in silence.

He confirmed that there was no problem with his formation, so there was only one explanation. When Brother Brother taught him the formation, he taught him the wrong thing.

Of course, there is a relatively better explanation, that is, the formation method that Brothers learned is wrong.

He once suspected that when Brother Brother spread his own formation, he had a bad intention, but that was seven hundred years ago ...

At that time, the Emperor Hades had not been imprisoned in the Town Demon Prison, and Brother Brother was not a later Taiping real person.

What is Brother doing at this time?In which mountain do you look at different scenery with the same emotions, and then wait for the arrival of death?

Without the first son sword, he would have no way to turn the sword body, everything will vanish.

But how can someone like him die silently?

As long as there is no news for a day, it means that he is still alive, still hidden somewhere, looking at the world and the green mountains he loves.

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When he ascended, he didn't break the dust, and he was attacked by White Blade. The question is why did White Blade do this?

Then he thought to ask about the fairy mortal that he got at the meeting, the fairy knowledge attached to it by the white blade, indicating that she had the idea of ​​coming back.

It's hard to go out, why should I come back?Is it because of fear of the unknown and the infinite?

This is also a problem he never wanted to understand, even Zhao Layue felt incomprehensible.

When the white blade soared, six immortals were left, and now there are one master and two deputies. What will the Zhongzhou faction use these three immortals to do?

The Qingshan Sect has only one Yuanqi whale to pass the sky. What will the Zhongzhou faction do, but what do they dare to do?

Of course Jing Jiu will not let go of the Zhongzhou faction, but he will never consider these things before, but now it is not.

He is the head of Castle Peak, so he must consider these questions, otherwise why would he let Tong Yan put the game?

Of course, the most important issue now is to figure out what is going wrong with the smog.

In the past, his state was very low, and it was meaningless to think about these things. Now that the sea has been broken, then it is necessary to think about the matter of rising again.

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Dark lights cannot penetrate the walls of the house, nor can the starlight illuminate the Jianfeng covered by clouds, only sunlight.

Overnight, the morning light fell and awakened Tieying and Jing Jiu in the cave.

He opened his eyes and went to Shi Yuefeng together with Chaoyang.