The Path Toward Heaven

In autumn, Zhuo Rusui started to practice with his eyes closed, and then he felt something strange.

Heaven and Earth Aura is like real wind, coming from all directions.Although the vast majority entered Jing Jiu's body, the concentration of the aura between the cliffs did not know how many times it had increased, and it was condensed like water.

Even the Zhongzhou School and the Qingshan Sect, the two schools with the best spiritual veins, can't find a place where the aura is so abundant.

Practicing in such an environment, one year is equal to the usual number of years?From autumn to now, how long has passed, he has felt the obvious growth of Dao tree, the number of sword yuan has been greatly improved, even ... so he will be silent for so long, and then asked that problem.

Gu Qing was silent for a while and said, "It used to be like this, but it wasn't like this."

Yes, the whole God Mofeng knows that when Jing Jiu is meditating, the spirit of heaven and earth will move closer to his body.So whether it is Ada or her, she likes to practice in a place not far from him.The problem is that those heaven and earth auras were only slightly thicker in the past. Where did they come from all directions like the wind like this time?

Zhao Layue looked to Jing Jiu. Is it because you are at a higher level now?

If this is the case, how much aura will you need to practice when you reach the heaven?

So many auras enter a person's body in a short time, and heaven and earth will inevitably produce sensation, and maybe even ... will cause heavenly disaster!

After reading the sword book, Jing Jiu waved it and threw it under the cliff. Before the sword drifted away, the sword book shattered into smoke.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden snowstorm on the cliff, accompanied by a soft buzz, and he had disappeared from the place.

The three of Zhao Layue looked subconsciously towards the sky, but he could still see his traces.

After counting interest, Jing Jiu broke through the wind and entered the virtual realm.

There is no air in the virtual world, naturally there is no wind, and there is no sound, it is quiet like a grave.

He felt that thousands of miles southwest, someone was watching him-from late autumn to winter, he attracted a lot of heaven and earth aura, but it was nothing to the great heaven and earth, and I was still surprised. Some powerful people in the office.

Ada also doesn't like the virtual realm, and he doesn't want to stay here for too long, squinting and looking to the southwest.

The breath southwest disappeared quickly.

Jing Jiu continued to move upward, and he would soon reach the upper level of the virtual realm.

In the sky above, those colorful thunderstorm vortices looked like horrible big eyes, staring at him ruthlessly.

Ada ’s eyes narrowed into beans, and Meow screamed, but forgot that there was no sound in the virtual realm, so he stretched out his right paw and scratched a note on Jing Jiu ’s face.

A bright spark sputtered in the sky, then fell, and soon disappeared.

Jing Jiu shook his head and put it down.

A Da Piao is in the virtual realm, and the white long hair becomes abnormally fluffy, looking like a weak and helpless dandelion.

After dozens of breaths, Jing Jiu reached the top of the virtual realm, untied the white clothes and put them away.

Then, it only took him a short time to break the seemingly indestructible barrier and enter the minefield.

Ada looked at this scene, his eyes shrunk into rice grains, full of panic and anxiety.

There is still no sound in the virtual world.

The terrifying eyes in Lei Yu still opened so big, as if no dust had fallen into them.

I don't know how long it has passed, and a tiny spark suddenly appeared in a thunderstorm vortex.

It wasn't a spark, but a figure that was falling fast, his body surrounded by high-temperature thunder.

The figure descended at an unimaginable speed, broke the really indestructible barrier, and returned to the virtual realm, and the flame on his body instantly extinguished.

A Da Piao passed by, looking at Jing Jiu, who was still smoking, and anxiously asked in his mind: "What's it like?"

Jing Jiu smiled and said, "Very good."

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When holding Ada back to Xueya, Jing Jiu had put on his white clothes, clean and normal, and nothing seemed to happen.

But both Zhuo Rusui and Gu Qing felt that his breath had changed a little.

Knowing the reason, Zhao Layue reached out his hand and touched his forehead, and found that it was actually hot ... No, it should be said to be as hot as a soldering iron!

Zhuo Rusui looked at her movements and felt inexplicable, thinking that Master Uncle would also have a fever?

Zhao Layue then noticed that Jing Jiu's defective earlobe was a little burnt, so he reached out and kneaded it, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

A big meow said that the pervert not only felt pain but also felt very happy.

"Go." Jing Jiu said.

Three flying swords flew in sequence.

Firth's sword is even brighter.

Abnormal swallowing fish sword.

The universe front is still so wide.

Zhuo Rusui stepped on the sword, facing the gang wind, and was very motivated, saying, "I'm going to break through!"

Zhao Layue said, "Me too."

These two natural ancestors of the Qingshan Sect are arguably the strongest among the younger generation of practitioners.

In recent years, they have been hitting the wilderness, thinking that it will be at least ten more years. Who would have thought that they have stood on that threshold now.

Zhuo Rusui suddenly thought of an extremely important thing and turned to Gu Qing: "When I practice, I will sit beside Uncle Shi."

His brain turned very fast, knowing that Zhao Layue could not compete, and it was impossible to squat on top of Jing Jiu like Master Bai Gui, so he could only compete with Gu Qing.

Immediately afterwards, he thought that Gu Qing was after all a master disciple of Uncle Shi, and he was only a nephew of the teacher. He had a bad relationship.

Gu Qing will naturally not compete with him, saying, "Alright, I am used to standing behind Master."

Seeing what Gu Qing agreed to be so simple, Zhuo Rusui was a little embarrassed, and said to Jing Jiu: "Uncle Master, can you always sit on the edge of the cliff? In that case, you can sit in front of two people."

This is to include Yuan Qu and Ping Yongjia.

Gu Qing smiled, thinking that you counted clearly.

Jing Jiu said: "How many times have you rubbed the rice of God's Morpheus, and now even the spirit of heaven and earth is rubbing?"

Zhuo Rusui could naturally hear that he was not angry. On the contrary, he was willing to say such naughty words, indicating that his mood was so good that he could not be more complex, and quickly followed.

"Now you are also the peak owner of Tianguang Peak, can't you justify each other!"

Several sword lights pierced the sky, leaving clear cloud marks.

Somewhere in the snowy mountain south, Xuan Tianzong went from the suzerain to ordinary disciple, everyone knelt on the ground and saluted the sword lights in the sky.

Zhou Yunmu slowly stood up, stood on the bluestone, looked at the sky for a moment, and said, "I will retreat from today."

Xuantian Sect Master Lu Jin was stunned to understand what was happening, and said with great joy: "Congratulations Master!"

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"Congratulations, Master."

A little Sha Mi walked into the Zen room and said respectfully to an old monk sitting in front of the Buddha statue, his eyes filled with joy and pride.

This temple is named Pinggu Temple. There are three temples in the front and rear, and it houses more than a dozen monks.

The old monk was a tourist monk. He traveled from out of state in last autumn and the abbot of Pinggu Temple talked with him for a moment. See it.

At the end of the winter, the abbot of Pinggu Temple was caught in the wind and cold, so he uttered his life. Before he died, he begged the old monk to take care of Pinggu Temple.

The old monk was reluctant, but looking at the abbot so sadly, he had to reluctantly respond and said that he would leave after three years.

The rich businessman Jia Sheng knew the old monk through the abbot, and thought that he could usher in a true virtue in his temple. There was no objection.

In this way, the old monk became the abbot of Pinggu Temple.

The congratulations that Xiao Sha Mi said had nothing to do with this matter, but Yizhou Zhizhou heard that the new abbot of Pinggu Temple was a Zen virtues and decided to bring his family to burn incense.

Although Pinggu Temple is the Jia's home temple, it is naturally necessary to give such convenience to adults in Zhizhou.

After this incident, I want to come to Pinggu Temple will inevitably become a very famous Zen Temple in Yizhou City, saying that one day will be able to leave the Jia family and become a real famous brake.

With such beautiful things, it is no wonder that Xiao Shami was so happy.

The old monk said to the Buddha: "I will leave after three years. If you really leave Jia's house, how are you going to prepare?"

Xiao Shami did not answer his words, but a calm voice.

"You will leave today."

The calm in this voice has reached a certain extreme.

It was a state far beyond coldness and closer to silence.

It seems that, not to mention this Pinggu Temple, even if the whole world is destroyed, that person will not feel anything.

The old monk turned around.

Xiao Sha Mi had fallen to the ground, and did not know life or death.

Jing Jiu stood at the door.

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This old monk is Master Huiyuan.

Under the cliff last fall, it was he who killed the Kunlun elder Chen Wen.

Who could have imagined that this important man of Lao Lin was actually hidden in a family temple in Yizhou City.

Master Huiyuan looked at the beautiful face and guessed the identity of the other party. He said: "I didn't expect you to find me, and even more unexpectedly, I didn't even feel your arrival."

Jing Jiu said: "Tell the whereabouts of Taiping, you can not die."

"I didn't expect it to be an honor to kill me with a real person in charge, but you really think you can kill me?"

Master Huiyuan looked at him and said with a smile: "The leader of Qingshan is invincible in the world, but that said Liu Cizhen, not you."

Jing Jiu is the youngest head of Castle Peak and the weakest one.

Master Huiyuan's real power is unfathomable. Even if it was a sneak attack at the time, he could kill Kun Wen's elder Chen Wen in one blow, and he could judge his level.

Even Qinghaizong ’s elders from the breaking sea are not necessarily his opponents.

Not far away, Jiafu is very lively, it seems to be holding a banquet, and farther away in Yizhou City, it is more lively. Zhizhoufu is not knowing any happy events and is setting off firecrackers.

Only Pinggu Temple is quiet.

Master Huiyuan did not perceive the arrival of Jing Jiu, but was sure that there would be no other strong mountain in Pinggu Temple at this time.

The oil lamp reflected his figure on the ground, and he sat quietly on the futon, as if he had merged with the Buddha statue behind him.

Jing Jiu said nothing, raised his right hand, and aimed at the old monk.

Looking at this scene, the cold hair behind Master Huiyuan's neck suddenly stood up.

This is called hair shouting.

This is a physiological reaction that only mortals encounter when they are in great panic.

However, he is a zen great virtue of practice, why does he have such a response?

Because that hand gave him great fear.

That was thunder.

It is the death to come.