The Path Toward Heaven

Yuan Qu didn't leave Yu Jian directly, but walked down Yun Xingfeng.

The sword has no name yet, and he intends to ask Master or Master Uncle to give one.

With a name, you can exchange feelings better, and then achieve a true human-sword unity. Anything that is too anxious is not good.

Coming to Yunxing Peak, the Qingshan fellows who received the news stepped forward to congratulate, and even a few elders came forward, looking very enthusiastic.

Jing Jiu did not move to Tianguang Peak as usual, but still lives at Shenmofeng. The people and monkeys of Shenmofeng naturally rise up.

What's more, a few days ago, the disciples of Guangyuan and Shi Yuefeng were sent to Xihai to replace Bihufeng.

Why is this happening?Of course, it is related to the dispute when reading the edict in previous years.

The Qingshan disciples once again confirmed that the real person in charge was a careful eye, and naturally treated the disciples of Yuanqu, the god's final peak, more naturally.

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Jing Jiu-Yang has been in Yunxing Peak for five years since the sword with twists and turns attached to frost flowers.

It has been six years since that spring rain.

It has been seven years since the civil strife in Xuanlingzong.

The Battle of the West Sea has been nine years.

It has been ten years since the Lu family split tea.

In that year, Jing Jiu left Qingshan and searched for treasures and sharpened swords. He wanted to repair his right hand, went deep into the bottom of the cold mountain, and met with the Master before the transparent giant wall, and made a ten-year contract.

The agreed time is now.

On the winter solstice, there was a strong wind on the East China Sea, and the rune paper on the side of the patio floated slightly, exuding strong coercion.

A thunderous roar came under the dark cliff. I don't know how long it took. A ugly mountain monster like stone and plant slowly appeared.

Even ghost ghosts ca n’t break through the formations set by Guocheng Temple and Shuiyuean ’s predecessors. They can only stop between the cliffs under dozens of feet and look up at the dark sky.

A fallen leaf fell from the ghostly forehead, rising with the wind, and quietly passed those formations and fell to the well.

That fallen leaf is actually a person.

The man's face was pale, his face was immature, his eyebrows were extremely pale, and his eyes were indifferent.

Tong Yan carried a box in his hand, not knowing what was in it.

He used the heaven and earth escape method, and still touched the formation method, and the runes on the cliff began to shine, like the blazing sun.

The ghost below gave a painful hissing sound, turned around and crawled towards the dark ground.

Tong Yan looked around, feeling a little strange.

Some time ago, the offensive of the priests finally eased, and the mage proposed to let him return to the surface of the mainland to do that big thing.

It was at this time that he knew about the ten-year contract between Jingshi and Jing Jiu.

Why is Jing Jiu not here now?There is no one by the open patio?

Even if those runes recognized their authentic Xuanmen Taoism, how could they let go of that box.

Tong Yan's expression was grim, his eyebrows thickened, and suddenly he found that the runes gradually gathered their light.

A small car with green curtain came with the wind and fell gently in front of him.

Tong Yan looked at the Qinglian Xiaojiao for a long time, and finally chose to believe, carrying the box and went in.

There was no one in the green curtain sedan, and it was unusual to watch, but that was not the case.

Tong Yan didn't think about where Sui Yuean's Taishang Elder had gone. He put the box under his feet and closed his eyes.

Qinglian Xiaojiao slightly shocked, it should have left the ground and flew.

After more than ten breaths, Tong Yan opened his eyes and hesitated for a while, still reaching for the corner of the car curtain.

The practitioners all know that the Qinglian Xiaojiao is a sacred object of Shuiyue Temple, and they do n’t know what method Jing Jiu used.

The car curtain opened, but no wind came in, and there was no sound.

The fields and hills below swept back at an unimaginable speed, and the details could not be seen at all.

Tong Yan did not put down the car curtain, quietly looking at the unclear scenery.

After staying in the underworld for many years, those black and white and fire colors are seen too much. Such a green and rich color has not been seen for a long time.

I don't know how long it has passed, the Qinglian Xiaojia gradually slowed down, and the height gradually lowered, and came to the ground.

Fog is everywhere in the town. Pedestrians walk in the fog. Some are accustomed to it. Some faces are full of surprises. They reach out and grab the fog, obviously tourists.

The Qinglian Xiaojiao moved slowly in the meantime, and people's voices were clearly heard.

Strangely, the pedestrians didn't seem to see the Qinglian Xiaojiao, and there was no expression of surprise.

The sacred object of Shuiyue Temple has its own magic.

The town is very lively, and the discussion is endless, and it does n’t take long for Tong Yan to know where it is and what happened.

It is very close to Qingshan and is called Yunji Town. There was a very grand festival in the town recently to celebrate the exemption of the court from Tiannan for three years.

The reason why the court is so generous is because the real man named Jing Jiu is ready to formally take over as the head of Qingshan.

Qinglian Xiaojiao walked through the fog and the crowd, leaving those voices behind, and came to a mansion in front of the mountain outside the town.

There is a small stream flowing down the mountain, passing through the house. The flowers and trees on both sides of the bank are not prosperous but can be seen everywhere. Obviously, the careful design has a natural wildness.

The mist flows along the stream between the Huashu Mansion and is quiet and pure. It is really a fairyland on earth.

Qinglian Xiaojiao parked in the house, the meaning is very clear, this is where Tong Yan lived later.

Tong Yan looked at the box in front of him and said, "I'm going to Jian prison."

There were some sounds of impact in the box, I don't know if it was anger or fear.

Qinglian Xiaojiao was slightly shocked, flew again, broke through the clouds, and went directly to the sky to the Qingxiu Qunfeng in front.

It didn't take long for several swords to illuminate the sky dome, and over Nanshan greeted them with a few disciples from Qingshan.

The previous relationship between Qingshanzong and Shuiyuean was very complicated. They were both enemies and friends. When they were enemies and time friends, they only looked at the mood of even March. Now the situation is completely different. The two sides are already very stable. During the meeting, Shui Yue'an clearly stood on the side of Qingshan, ignoring Bai Zhenren's mood at all.

After passing through Nanshan and others, they naturally thought that the elder Shuiyuean was sitting in the Qinglian small sedan.

Where do they want it to be, the child face who has been missing for many years is sitting in the blue curtain.

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Qinglian Xiaojiao flew between the group peaks, but did not follow the guidance of Nanshan to Tianguang Peak, but directly turned to Shangde Peak.

After the Nanshan was stunned, was the elder Taishang of Shui Yuean thought to be old with the sword attorney Bo?

Seniors and teachers wanted to meet and speak in advance. These younger disciples naturally dared not stop them, so they went to Shangdefeng.

The snow and ice on Shangdefeng did not change all year round, the bitter cold, and the relationship with Tianguangfeng has always been bad. After passing Nanshan to send people, they left without staying.

Yuan Qijing looked at Qinglian Xiaojiao, frowned slightly, and was obviously unhappy.

He didn't like things like conspiracy and deception, nor did he want to mess with these things. He didn't go to see who was in the Qinglian Xiaojiao and turned away.

But before he left, he did not forget to order Chi Yan. Before Qinglian Xiaojiao left, no one was allowed to get close to Dongfu half a step.

Tong Yan walked out of the Qinglian small sedan carrying the box, and came to the well, reaching for the wall covered with snow and frost, looking at the bottom of the deep well, and shaking his head.

Just after crawling out of that deep Tongtian well, he had to enter this cold well again, and he thought he was really guilty of the word well.

No matter how unhappy, after all, he had to go, he jumped into the well with the box, and slowly fell with the sky.

I do not know how long it floated, he came to the ground.

The Montenegrin corpse dog slowly opened his eyes and looked at Tong Yan. His eyes were very warm, as if sympathizing with the child.

Having lived in the dark world for so long, it knows how it feels.

Tong Yan saw his eyes and his chest warmed up, saluted respectfully, and walked toward the depths of the sword prison with the suitcase.

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The passage of the sword prison is very quiet, like a grave, the same as when Tong Yan came a few years ago.

Suddenly, the door of a cell made a very dull sound, obviously the prisoner inside was knocking.

Immediately afterwards, several cells appeared in a similar situation, and at the same time they could hear the angry screams of the prisoners.

Tong Yanxin thought that it was the blood of the royal family. Through the box and the cell, the children could smell their own taste.

The further the passage, the more dry and bright, came to the hall, Tong Yan subconsciously stopped, looked at the lonely cell, frowned.

He had been thinking where the Qingshan Sect would hide Xue Ji.

Sword prison is the best choice and the most impossible choice.

How could Xueji agree to be a prisoner?

Tong Yan withdrew his gaze and continued toward the front of the passageway, and it didn't take long before he came to the peaks of Qingmei.

The blue sky is too blue, the sun is too soft, and the grass is too green. The beauty is not true. This is the hidden peak of the green mountain.

There is a green hill in front of it, wild flowers blooming all over, and the seemingly messy branches vaguely reveal a certain sense of regularity.

Tong Yan frowned again, feeling that something was about to happen.

Outside the cave house in that green mountain, the gemstones radiated a clear red light, indicating that someone was hiding inside.

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Back in his cave house, Tong Yan arranged the formation, and did not forget to reach under the table, let the gems outside the cave house turn from green to red, and then opened the box.

A Piao floated out of the box, his black hair like a leaf covering his forehead, and his translucent face was very pale, as if painted with powder, and looked like an ordinary child.

Tong Yan said: "After the ceremony, the real person in charge will come to see you."

A Piao looked at the chessboard on the stone table and said, "There is a chess game here that is not finished."

Those scattered pieces were dropped by Jing Jiu and Tong Yan two years ago, representing the situation between Qingshan Sect and Zhongzhou faction.

Tong Yan glanced at him and said, "Do you still want to play chess?"

A Piao said: "I have never won you below, I'm really not interested, but this time it's not me."

Hearing this sentence, Tong Yan remained silent for a long time and said, "He is now the head of Castle Peak, how can you still win?"

A Piao came to him and patted his palm on his chest.

The seemingly simple movement, because it is too fast and lightning fast, gives people a feeling that they cannot escape.

Tong Yan stayed in the underworld for a few years, and there were so many true elements scattered, and in a very weak state, he could not escape.

With a snapping sound, A Piao's little leaf-like hand fell on Tong Yan's chest.

Tong Yan's face was paler, and two blood ran out of his ears.

"You should also count me half a gentleman, but I'm sorry, some things have to be done, so I have to wrong you."

A Piao looked at him and said seriously.

Tong Yan raised her hand, wiped the blood from her cheeks, and said, "The time you shot is wrong."

A Piao opened his innocent eyes and asked, "Why?"

Tong Yan said: "You should take the lead when you are outside."

A fluttered in his eyes, A Piao said, "The green curtain is a little weird and scares me."

Tong Yan said: "This is Qingshan Hidden Peak, even if you kill me, there is no way to go out."

"is it?"

A Piao walked to the front of the Dongfu gate, wondering where to find a bamboo flute, and leaned into his lips to blow a few notes.

The stone door opened without wind.

A Piao turned to look at Tong Yan and said with a smile: "You said that I would be a real student, but before that, I have a gentleman."

Tong Yan said: "The gentleman wants to be extraordinary."

A Piao said: "My teacher is very real, of course, extraordinary."

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