The Path Toward Heaven

A Da is lying in Zhao Layue's arms, watching the black little wild cat run away.

Many people's eyes also followed, and then gradually moved up, falling between the distant mountains.

No one glanced at He Wei, because of compassion, he didn't want to make him too embarrassed.

The atmosphere in the former temple was tense, but now it is repressive and embarrassing.

In order to avenge the younger brothers, Kunlun, who was in charge of the master, did not hesitate to offend Yi Mao Zhai and Qing Shan Sect at the same time, but he could only give up because of the words of Bai Zhenren.

Is this the majesty of the strongest in the continent?But Bai Zhenren does this, isn't he afraid that his allies like the Kunlun School will centrifuge from now on?

The autumn wind came from the distant mountains and fluttered in the quiet temple, bringing a burst of coolness.

The purpose of spiritual practice is longevity, but in order to practice, we have to take time out to see such a play.

Many people feel bored and feel that they should not be in Guocheng Temple at this time, but should go back to the mountain to practice.

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There are no spring, summer, autumn and winter seasons in the Underworld, only two periods of light and dark. According to the fluctuations of the sky fire and the Stygian River, there is naturally no gloomy autumn wind here.The capital is located in an extremely huge black stone mountain, and there are several seemingly ordinary grass huts on the cliffs more than ten miles away. The golden leaves on it are so magnificent.

This is the soul residence of the Master Disciple, and naturally no strong guards are needed.

To the people of the Ming Department, the master disciples are like gods, so they dare not come close at all, but dare to kneel under the cliff and bang their heads to pray for blessings.Looking at the corpses like the ants under the cliff, Tong Yan thought of the patients on both sides of Moqiu official road who sought medical treatment from Guoguo Temple, and there was an elusive emotion on his pale face.

The sky fire dimmed, the Styx gradually calmed down, and the underground world ushered in a night that was not much different from the day.

Tong Yan withdrew his eyes and walked into a grass hut. The dark room was very brightly illuminated by golden leaves and crystals, in stark contrast to the outside world.

A child sat at the table writing, his black hair like a leaf on his forehead fluttering gently, but the hand holding the pen was stable as a stone.

The writing on the paper is also very clear, and can even be called handsome.

Tong Yan was a little surprised. This little child was the blood of the royal family, who was brought back by the Master several years ago. Why did he master the language and writing of the human race?Even if the meditator taught him seriously for several years, it is a remarkable thing to be able to master this level in such a short time.

Until now, Tong Yan did not know the real name of this future Emperor Ming, and the Master asked him to call this child A Piao.

A Piao is a very interesting name.

In the ancient language of Chaotian Continent, this word means ghost.

Tong Yan looked at A Piao's writing and felt as if someone had dropped a pawn across the board.

He likes playing chess the most, but he doesn't like playing chess with Jing Jiu, so he sat down opposite A Piao.

A Piao put down his pen and looked at him quietly, waiting for him to speak.

"Cause and effect are not the words of Zen, but the direction of time."

Tong Yan took the pen and drew a line that did not exist in the air between the two, and said, "The direction of time is a line with a start and no end."

A Piao thought about it and said, "What if it's a circle?"

Tong Yan said: "If you can connect back and forth, there will be many interesting things, but in our experience, this line cannot be connected."

A Piao said: "So the cause and effect are unbreakable?"

"At least the people who live here can't do it, neither the ascendant. No one can get rid of the cause and effect, at most it can only break the cause and effect."

Tong Yan said: "If the head of the real person agrees, you will be the next Hades, then where are you going to lead this world?"

A Piao said: "In the past few years, I have read a lot of classics. Our ancestors first thought of self-protection. They would not be annihilated by the extraterrestrial demon. Later, they gave birth to a lot of unwillingness and wanted to share the sun and rain on the ground , I want to get the fertile land that can produce a lot of food. I have eaten rice, and it really needs to be delicious. "

Tong Yan said: "This is a very natural and easy-to-understand idea, but I think this should not be an answer acceptable to real people."

A Piao said seriously: "Sunshine and rain dew may be good, but it is not suitable for our practice, and even has conflicts with the blood. My family has lived in the ground for thousands of years. It has long been integrated with here and cannot be separated at all. Why do you have to go out? It ’s just that it ’s too bitter, or are you willing to show your generosity? "

Tong Yanjing looked quietly at his eyes, as well as the light that appeared and disappeared, but he couldn't see whether the child was lying or was thinking so.

Those are very good, but they are not for me, so I do n’t want them.

This reason is well understood, but few people can do it.

"I heard that the prince of the human race now also has a teacher, who is also the fairy master Qingshan?"

A Piao suddenly laughed and asked, "So, I really look a bit like him."

Tong Yan said: "Why do you say that?"

A Piao's eyes widened, looking a little naive, and asked, "Aren't you also a Master of Qingshan?"

Tong Yan said: "It should be considered."

The innocent look in A Piao's eyes suddenly became cunning and malicious, and he lowered his voice and said, "But I know you are the child face of the Zhongzhou faction."

Tong Yanping said: "Don't tell me this, because I am not your cause and effect."

A Piao asked curiously: "Who would it be?"

Tong Yan said: "If there is no accident, you will become a real student."

A Piao was a little surprised and said, "Will he go to hell?"

Tong Yan glanced at him and said, "Of course you are up."

After saying this, he walked out of the hut and came under the tree by the cliff.

I don't know what kind of big tree it is, and it still grows extremely dense in the underworld without sunlight, like a conspicuous large ink stick in the dark world.

The mage stood under the tree, and the sapphire blue dress was like a stain in the ink stick.

"I don't want to take a look at such an important thing. Is he afraid of death or lazy?"

"Both."

Tong Yan looked at the distant sky along the sight of the mage.

A very distant passage was illuminated, and a figure flew up with lightning.

The mage said: "I went to another one, it seems that they really believed."

Tong Yan said: "I suggest you don't do anything on A Piao's body, the real people do not like trouble."

The mage said calmly: "His Royal Highness is the future of the underworld, where do I dare to do anything."

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The black little cat quietly returned to the outside of the hall, always feeling that there was a breath of air attracting himself.

It looked through the door slit and saw a long-haired white cat lying in the arms of a girl very gracefully.

The girl's breath was a little cold, making it a little scared, I wonder if it had anything to do with the other girl she was looking at.

The girl was talking softly.

What is rune paper?What is spar?The herbs on Dong Yi Road are not good to listen to, and the demon should be good.

The little wild cat couldn't understand the girl's words, only knew that the girl in the white dress was beautiful, her expression was very weak, but her voice was calm and gentle, and it was very comfortable to listen.

The people in the temple thought the same way.

Countless eyes fell on Bai Zao's body, with a sense of appreciation.

Listening to her telling the demands of the Zhongzhou faction in a calm voice, the autumn wind seemed to have become much softer, and the order of the fallen leaves was so clear.

Her breath is very quiet, which is obviously a sign of Yuanying's imminent success. Presumably, 20 years later, she might be transformed.

The entire practice circle knows that she is congenitally inadequate, and many people think that her practice will encounter many problems. Even if at the beginning, she can keep pace with other practice geniuses by virtue of the Taoism and the Elixir of the Zhongzhou School, but in the later period, she will be far behind Who can think that she is still not weaker than Zhuo Rusui and Zhao Layue to this day.

This is naturally related to the deep background of the Zhongzhou School, but many people in the temple know a certain secret, thinking of the six years on the snowfield, subconsciously looked at Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu's eyes drooped, but everyone knew he was still awake.

Bai Zao did not deliberately avoid him, watching him talk calmly.

Zhen Tao's hand gripped the sleeve slightly and felt sad.

Qin Niang shook her head and suddenly found that Xiang Wanshu was looking at herself from the crowd of Zhongzhou factions opposite, smiling back in return.

Sighing sigh, I thought everyone would take Brother Zhan back from Baicheng, eat roasted fish and drink wine, how happy, why don't you be unfamiliar here, saying that these boring things, blame Jing Jiu, why Was he the head of Castle Peak so early?

Not only these young girls, but also those senior teachers who looked at Bai Zao standing in front of Jing Jiu and talked calmly.

This story between young men and women is really famous in the spiritual world.

Bai Zao accepted Taoism.

The map in the temple turned into a light spot and disappeared.

"The Chaotian Continent hasn't attacked by the Underworld Army for more than three hundred years. It has appeared occasionally, and the number is very small. In the past 60 years, only projections have appeared. It is difficult to set off big waves. Yunmeng Mountain has never denied the Qingshan Taoist friends. At the time of the sacrifice, I dare not have any disrespect, but to say a little disrespect, since it was a mistake made by the real people of Taiping, Aoyama should have undertaken more. "

She looked to Chanzi and said, "We still adhere to the requirements in the spring, and the relevant share orders have also been sent to Chaoge City."

Zenzi sat cross-legged in the chair, signaling that he had nothing to say.

Bai Zaowang said to Zhang Yiai: "Uncle Zhang, Qingtian Division should see the orders we sent."

The more respected she is, the more ugly Zhang Yi'ai's face is.

"According to the rules of the May Fair, the imperial court will not intervene in these matters. As long as Qingshan agrees, Qingtian will naturally follow the new rules."

Whether it is spar, elixir, sea bead and silver, or red gold and demon pill, animal blood and other spiritual resources, from collection to refining to distribution is extremely troublesome.Six hundred years ago, the real people of Taiping relied on the extremely powerful deduction ability, the full support of Shui Yuean, the secret support of Guocheng Temple, and the promotion of the former god emperor. Only then did they persuade the Zhongzhou faction and other big factions, The true peace of the spiritual world started from that moment.

It is of course a big deal for the Zhongzhou faction to change the Mei-Mei ordinance, except that the proportion of adjustments they demand is very small, and there is an extra share of the Xihai sword faction. On the surface, the Qingshan Sect is not completely unacceptable.But as the Kirishima ancestor Nan said before his death, if Qingshan takes this step, will it keep going?

No matter how big a step is, retreat is retreat.

To retreat to advance, the weak are a last resort.

Bai Zao walked to Jing Jiu and waited for his answer.

Jing Jiu looked up at her and said, "First of all, the copy of Xihai is ours, and the rest is unchanged."

Bai Zao looked at him quietly, knowing that there should be more.

Zhao Layue looked at Jing Jiu, and suddenly wanted to understand what he was going to do, his eyes became brighter.

With a buzzing sound, a small hole appeared in the autumn clouds in the sky, and a flying sword approached at high speed.

This sword book came from Qingshan, fell into Gu Qing's hands, and was directly presented to Chan Zi under Jing Jiu's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, bells rang in the Guocheng Temple.

Cold Bird came out of the air and brought the news over there.

Qing Tian Si Fei came to the newspaper.

Such a large formation makes the practitioners in the temple feel strongly uneasy.

Bu Qiuxiao asked: "Is something wrong with Baicheng?"

After reading the sword book, Zen Zi looked at Jing Jiuyi with deep thought and said, "No, it is a big man from the underworld."

Bu Qiuxiao raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Who is it?"

Zenko said, "Twelve priests."

Bu Qiuxiao had heard of this strong man of the Underworld, known for his ambition and bloodthirsty, with a little vigilance: "Since it is not a high priest and a master, it is no big deal to project here."

Zenko shook his head and said, "Here comes the real body."

Hearing this sentence, there was an uproar in the temple.

The underworld powerful came to Chaotian Continent with their real bodies!

This has not happened for many years, is this a sign of the invasion of the underworld?

Bu Qiuxiao got up and asked Shen Sheng: "Where is it? How are the people killed or injured?"

"The twelve priests appeared in Lengshan, then ..."

Chan Zi glanced at Jing Jiuyi and said, "Slain by the Qingshan Daoyou."