The Path Toward Heaven

After Xueji came to Qingshan, Jing Jiu had come to see her several times in the sword prison. Whether it was passing by or a special trip, it was a very rare thing for him.This first reflects his importance and respect for her, secondly because he has something to be sure about, and the last and most important reason is simple, he wants to have some communication with her.

It is really rare to be able to have the height and experience he once had and to be able to communicate with him on an equal basis.

In the previous exchanges, he chose to give up in the end, just asking her if she wanted to change the chair, because he didn't want to risk contact with the other person's consciousness.

Because of the lotus flower, he really wanted to talk to her today, but in the end he chose to give up and turned and walked to the channel.

Xueji turned around and looked at the snowy mountain peak here.

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Came to Hidden Peak through Sword Prison. There are no clouds in the blue sky. The starlight is like water. It is completely different from the thunderstorm night over there. It seems to be false.

Jing Jiu withdrew his gaze, stepped into the air, and landed on a certain peak.

The ruby ​​outside the cave is still on, and the sword knowledge he left behind has not been touched. It seems that the corpse dog has never seen Fang Jingtian.

Then he went to Dongyan's Dong Mansion.

Tong Yan opened his eyes and looked at him, his voice said slightly: "Don't you not bother me within ten years?"

Jing Jiu ignored him and went to the stone table.

A chess board was placed on the stone table, and dozens of chess pieces were scattered on the board, which was the appearance of Tong Yan when he came last time.He picked up a black chess and placed it in a position in the lower left corner. The position on the chessboard was obviously different from the previous one. The few white chesses in the most corner had no hope of escape, and they would be eaten in sight. .

Tong Yan knew that he was ready to start, and asked some unexpectedly: "Why is it now?"

Jing Jiu said: "I have something to go out. By the way."

Tong Yan knew what kind of person he was, and was even more surprised, saying, "Are you going out?"

If you are Zhuo Rusui, you will definitely say this: I have already gone to Jingzong to tell you?Jing Jiu didn't say this, but told Tong Yan what happened in Chaoge City, then talked about the Guocheng Temple meeting in autumn, and finally asked: "What will Bai Zhenren do?"

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In the summer continent in the midsummer season, hot and humid winds were blowing everywhere, and people's moods were a little dull, but they were also restless.

Above the court, the officials were arguing endlessly, and now there is no one mentioning Jingxin's things. The contention is about the government affairs of some rivers and ordnance, but everyone knows where the wind is.

Those small denominations kept going to Yunmeng Mountain, like a pilgrimage, and also brought a sloppy wind.

When the storm is coming, we will go to Qingshan.

The officials of the entire spiritual circle and the court were waiting for the negotiation in Guocheng Temple in autumn.

All eyes were attracted to this incident, and no one noticed that something was happening in those remote places.

For example, after the flood in Yizhou in early summer, at least three hundred missing people have not found their bodies to this day. It is most likely that they rushed into the underground river.

There is no light in the dark river, only the faint sound of water. Being in the middle will remind people of the legendary underworld, although the real underworld is not the case.

Tonight's Dark River has some extremely faint ghost fire, which is not from the dead man's bones, but is full of cruel eyes.

Under the pursuit of Zongbi Lake Peak of Qingshan Mountain and Qingtian Division of the Qing Dynasty, these remnants of the Xuanyin Sect who were called to Yizhou City could only survive in the underground river underground.Compared with them, the crippled corpses that floated in the dark river were even more miserable. Those who fell into the dark river died on the spot, and became the souls of cults of evil.

The sound of water came in front of him, and his ghostly eyes became extremely bright, full of greed.

But at the next moment, there was only fear in the emotions in the eyes.

The dark river was illuminated by a sword.

The Xuanyin disciple sacrificed the black streamer and wanted to surrender the flying sword, but the black streamer was torn in an instant, and with a loud noise, his head fell into the dark river.

Several murmurs sounded from the dark riverside, and more than ten sulky and sullen atmospheres struck the flying sword like a tornado, and several black streamers swaggered at the same time.

The sword light suddenly condensed, and then lit up again, walking at high speed in the dark river, ignoring the black streamers at all.

The sword light appeared, and several Xuanyin disciples groaned, and died.

The dark river is very quiet, only the sound of the head falling into the water, and only the flying sword killing.

The dark cliff face suddenly shook, and dozens of Xuanyin disciples could no longer hide their figures, broke out of the soil, and fled towards the night under the dark river.

Even if the people are strong, it is impossible to leave them all.

Xuanyin Sect is the only one who is still alive, so they have to survive desperately. As long as they are still alive, Xuanyin Sect will still exist.

The lower reaches of the dark river at night were suddenly illuminated by sword light.

The sword light is a little strange, with extremely deep red, like sunset glow, more like blood.

A fierce and solitary sword was swept along the water, and the first few disciples of Xuanyin died silently.

The night was illuminated by the sword light. After several battles, the alive Xuanyin disciples fled back with blood, but were stopped by the sword repairer in front.

The disciples of Xuanyin Sect glanced at each other, let out a desperate and bitter roar, and used Xuanyin Sect's blazing sun secrets to ignite the blood in their own bodies!

Boom!

Countless dull explosions sounded underground.

The dark river set off a raging wave, and was instantly burned to a boil by the evil flame with evil atmosphere, and then turned into higher temperature steam, rushing towards the upstream and downstream.

After a long time, the smoke gradually fell and the dark river calmed down.

A sword light broke through from the lower reaches, Zhuo Rusui was covered in blood, and he should have suffered a lot of injuries.

He did not expect that the aftermath of the Xuanyin Sect finally used the evil trick of burning sperm and blood, which was slightly closer.

Zhao Layue wore a hat and stepped on the sword. The bright red flame and the redder sword light illuminated her sword.

In the remaining flames on the river, the fragmented limbs of countless Xuanyin disciples scattered on the river, and then gradually sank together with the incomplete corpses of those innocent people. The blind fish in the river ate and could no longer be separated.

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Yizhou is best known for its hot pot.

Su Ziye's favorite thing is hot pot, because he has lived in the hot pot that was born in the world of Lieyangxia for too many years.

That night, Lieyangxia jumped to the sky and then fell to himself. All the people in the canyon died, including his loyal subordinates and father.

These bad memories are like the sword light. Every time he remembers it, he feels that the magic wheel has been cut off once, and it is extremely painful.

He took out a panacea and swallowed it in his abdomen, and then began to gasp heavily. Some unhealthy blushes appeared on his green face, and the color was more strange.

After a while, the pain in his eyes became intoxicated. Until the end, all the emotions were gone, only calm.

The Xuanyin Sect, like all evil Dao sects, does not have a real spiritual vein, and there will always be problems with spiritual practice, and it will not last for too long by taking medicine.

He left the rented courtyard and went to a cheap old tea house.

Some people were drinking tea in the old teahouse, and more people were playing cards. The old tea stains on the teacups were very clear. The large kettle rested on the coal stove. The water in the pot was always boiling, and kept making a whimper.

Su Ziye asked for the cheapest and most common jasmine tea and sat down in the most obscure position.

He was wearing a cloth shirt and a mask, just like the guests in the tea house.

Time passed slowly.

The whimper of the big kettle suddenly disappeared.

The noise and swearing at those poker tables gradually disappeared.

Su Ziye picked up the teacup, blew the foam off, took a sip, and then looked across.

Zhuo Rusui said: "I heard that your face is green, can you give me a look?"

Su Ziye put down the teacup and asked, "How did you find me?"

His whereabouts have always been secret, and the disciples who have been scattered outside are all called the title of King Ming, and only two people know this tea house.

Those two people were his old department. They were very powerful and very loyal. They would never betray him.

Zhuo Rusui did not answer his question and said, "Do you know who I am?"

Su Ziye said: "Looking like Qingyou, a person who is as sluggish as a lord, but sharp and fierce in his sword, is only Zhuo Rusui."

Zhuo Rusui praised: "It is indeed Su Ziye, and he has some knowledge."

Su Ziye stood up and looked at him and said, "But even if you are Zhuo Rusui, you are not qualified to kill me."

Zhuo Rusui said: "Practitioners used to say that you are better than Luohuainan, then you should be similar to me. I want to kill you alone. It is really a bit of trouble."

Since this is said, then he will naturally not be alone.

Su Ziye looked out of the tea house and saw Zhao Layue wearing a hat, as well as the Forsy sword exuding a bloody light.

Practitioners all know that Zhao Layue is a descendant of Jingyang, who is born of Taoism and is extremely murderous, but Su Ziye still didn't expect her to travel to the wild.

The same is true of Zhuo Rusui's realm.

The younger generation of Qingshanzong is really strong and nonsensical.

Su Ziye thought about these things and said, "It's not fair."

He is the strongest of the younger generation of evil Dao, and his spiritual talents are still above Luohuainan. Even if Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui are strong again, he will not have any fear, but he will definitely lose after two hits.

Zhuo Rusui said: "What?"

Su Ziye took off the mask and smiled, and took an elixir and sent it to her mouth.

The effect of the drug was so fast that his face instantly turned red, mixed with cyan, and then turned into purple. His eyes were a little loose, but his breath became much stronger.

Zhao Layue didn't know what this was, Zhuo Rusui knew that this was the legendary erysipelas, and said seriously: "You will die if you eat it like this."

Su Ziye said: "But at least today you will die first."

Zhuo Rusui felt baffled and thought that if drugs were useful, who would dare say more than Shiyuefeng's panacea?Just want to kill us with erysipelas?

Su Ziye took out a light brown bottle again. The bottle didn't know what material it was made of, like jade and porcelain.

Zhao Layue still didn't know what this was, Zhuo Rusui was somewhat emotional, and said, "The four waste bottles are in your hands."

Su Ziye raised the Sihuang bottle and calmly said, "This is not important."

Suddenly a whimper sounded in the tea house, it was the water in the big kettle boiling.

An old man came over with a water bottle, his eyes were deeply sunken, exuding a very strong and pungent bloody smell.

The old man boiled boiling water in this old teahouse for many years. He stayed here when everyone left the teahouse.

He was Huayin, the elder of Xuanyin Sect. He was expelled from Lieyangxia by Su Qige many years ago. He lived in an incognito life in Yizhou until recently.

This man's magical power is probably equivalent to that of Qingshan Sect's sea-breaking powerhouse. Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui cannot even be his opponent even if they join forces.

Huayin carried a pot of boiling water and looked at Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui expressionlessly, just like watching two dead people.

suddenly.

There was a soft sound.

There was a man in Huayin's body.

This is a visual illusion. In fact, the person came from behind Huayin, but the speed was too fast.

The kettle fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Huayin also fell to the ground, splashing countless blood flowers, and his body was divided into two halves.

Whether it is the magic wheel, the sea of ​​air, or the flesh and blood meridians, they are all broken in two.

The man fell to the ground, his blood flowing silently, without any stagnation, just like the water droplets on the lotus leaf poured down, and it was as clean as ever, and the white clothes were still like snow.

Su Ziye stared at the man's face and asked, "Jing Jiu?"