The Path Toward Heaven

A floating away, the stone gate of the cave house closed again.

Looking at the closed stone door, Tong Yan was silent, thinking that the person sitting on the opposite side of the chessboard was Taiping.

In this case, losing this game is not unacceptable. The question is how is this little guy going to leave Yinfeng?

Even though the real people of Taiping knew the passage of Yinfeng, it had been more than three hundred years. Did Liu Cizhen and Jing Jiu have not prepared yet?

When Jing Jiu took him to leave Yinfeng, he didn't know how to leave. When he opened his eyes, he reached Tianguangfeng, and then he went to the Underworld.

But these were not issues that required him to think. He closed his eyes and began to heal.

He was seriously injured and could not stand up in a short time. Naturally, he could not open the stone gate to inform Jing Jiu.

A Piao did not leave Yinfeng directly, but went to another Qingfeng.

The mountain peak is blooming with wildflowers, and the branches are flowing like hundreds of small waterfalls between the cliffs, forming regular lines that are not words.

In the deepest part of those wildflowers, there is an extremely inconspicuous cave house. Fang Jingtian has been shut in this cave house for nine years.

A Piao took out the bamboo flute and played a silent piece of music.

The wildflowers swaggered with the flute, and the branches began to move slowly, making a rustling sound, like it was raining.

Then he inserted the bamboo flute into the soil, one third of which was not in the mud, and two thirds were exposed.

The movement of wildflowers and branches continues, and the invisible rain is still falling in the sky.

The bamboo flute vibrated slightly, and under the moisture of the rain, many branches were produced at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The growth continued, and those branches gave birth to verdant leaves, and then began to bear buds, no more, no less than seven.

...

...

According to age, A Piao is already a teenager, but the life in the underworld is very petite, and looks like a child of five or six years old.

After finishing what Taiping told him, he was a little nervous and tired. He sighed subconsciously and looked like a little adult.

As Tong Yan thought, how to leave Yinfeng is the most troublesome thing, and A Piao has no idea in his heart, whether the arrangement of the real person was useful.

With these worries, he drifted away from the verdant peaks and came to a certain place, some embarrassedly escaped the formation and entered the sword prison in the mountains.

The passage in the sword prison was extremely dark, and the underworld monsters on both sides of the cell sensed his breath and rushed to the door again, making a cold voice.

The voice is so cold, but the emotion is so happy.

A Piao waved his right hand and greeted the prisoners on both sides like an emperor, but did not try to unblock the prison.

He doesn't have this ability, and he doesn't want to anger the adult.

"Xiao Wang sees grown-ups overnight."

A Piao floated gently into the air, stopped in front of the corpse dog, folded his hands, and performed a most respectful ceremony in the lower realm.

The corpse dog slowly opened his eyes and opened his eyes, watching him quietly without any response.

Tong Yan took the box to Yinfeng.

Now that the ghost in the box came out, Tong Yan was still in Hidden Peak. Obviously there was a problem.

The corpse dog is very familiar with the underworld, and is not very vigilant, even the most powerful monster is just a bite.

"You can't eat me."

A Piao looked at him pitifully and said, "I am the future Emperor of the Hades. The peace that two real people want falls on me, and I am just a harmless letter!"

The corpse dog closed his eyes and ignored him.

A Piao looked up along the sky, knowing that she still had to wait for Yuan Qijing to leave when she was still not leaving.

Thinking of what he would do next, his face was full of innocent expressions, thinking he didn't want to, but who dare to offend?

...

...

People from all denominations have arrived.

There is no doubt about this word. Any sect that is eligible to participate in the Qingshan Masters Ceremony has come, and the representative status sent is very high.

Zhongzhou sent Bai Zhenren. She only took a few young disciples such as Bai Zao and Xiang Wanshu.

Guozi of the Chengcheng Temple brought the lotus to him.Bu Qiuxiao took Xi Yiyun and Liu Shisui.Shui Yuean took Zhen Tao.Chen Xuesuan, the suzerain of Xuanling, took it with him.Da Ze Ling took the left envoy.Sect Master Jing Zong took the tits.He Wei, the head of Kunlun, has hatred.The people who came from the court were still the commander of the State Council and Qing Tianzhang, Zhang Yiai.

It stands to reason that the reception of representatives of various denominations should be Xilaifeng, but Fang Jingtian, the master of Xilaifeng, is still closed in Yinfeng and can only be let out.

The status of the main whale riding on Shangdefeng is too high, and the age is too old. The main person of Shiyuefeng is Guangyuan, who is far away from the West Sea, and he will not come back to participate in the ceremony. Wang felt that he had lost his face in previous years and was embarrassed to come forward, so the leader of Bihu Peak Cheng Youtian took Nanshan and other disciples of two forgetful peaks to receive.

There is no doubt that this is the most important event in the centuries of spiritual practice, and it is better than the 30,000-year questioning conference held by the Zhongzhou School in the previous years.

There was a big blue sky, and the weather was excellent. The strong factions of various sects sat between the clouds, and the fairy fluttered.

The scenery of Tianguang Peak falls in the eyes of everyone like a picture.

The heads of the various denominations and the sect master looked at the stone turtle carrying the stone monument on the top of Tianguang Peak, and the recognized expression suddenly amazed.

There is a small house behind the stele, there is a chair in the house, and it is still empty.

Dozens of sights fell on that chair, with different emotions, but all were equally complex.

It is said that Jing Jiu entered the realm of breaking the sea a few years ago and became the fastest person in practice ever.

Including Bu Qiuxiao, many big figures in the spiritual world have never been able to figure out how he can be so fast.

Compared with him, what is the difference between those so-called geniuses and shit?

Then some people thought that Zhuo Rusui and Zhao Layue had already entered the wilderness in the previous years, and now they are beginning to hit the sea.

This is really too evil, how did Aoyama Sect do it?

"It's the remains of Jingyang real people."

Bu Qiuxiao sees this matter more clearly than anyone else. He glances at Liu Shisui and thinks you can be a cheap person.

A green curtain small car flew from a distance and fell on the side of Lord Shuiyuean.

Many people know that this is a sacred object of Elder Shui Yue'an, and can't help but have some surprises, thinking why they didn't come together?

Before waiting for people to think about it, Yuan Qijing came to the top of Tianguang Peak with a three-foot sword accompanied by a light snow, and Nan Wang followed.

Everyone saw the ceremony, knowing that the ceremony of the throne of the head of the Qingshan Mountain was about to begin.

Lord Shui Yuean glanced at Qinglian Xiaojiao and frowned slightly.

She was successful in monasticism and still looked like a girl. Her brows were clear and graceful, and she was slightly wider, with a peach petal in the middle.

Her brow furrowed slightly, and the peach petal twitched slightly, exuding a fresh breath.

Lord Shui Yue'an felt something was wrong, but looking around, he didn't know where the problem was.

There were at least more than a thousand practitioners around Tianguang Peak at this time, but there was no sound, and it was particularly solemn.

The Qingshan Master Ceremony, attracted everyone's attention, don't say any evil demon, even the Zhongzhou faction did not dare to have trouble at this time.

If something really happened, it could only be inside Aoyama ... Her thoughts were interrupted by a sword, and she could no longer pick it up.

The sound of the sword was extremely bright and extremely clear, resounding between heaven and earth, and ringing in everyone's heart.

It was like a drop of dew falling from the edge of a giant lotus with hundreds of feet high, breaking into powder on the most precious piece of white jade in the world.

With the sound of the sword, Jing Jiu came to the peak and walked towards the chair.

Zhao Layue, Gu Qing and Yuan Qu stood nearby and looked at the scene.

Countless people are watching this scene.

...

...

Skylight fell from the bottom of Shangde Peak and landed on the corpse dog with the sound of Jianming.

At the same time, it also heard another sound.

It was the blooming voice of flowers, and it was the plum blossom, which was seven plum blossoms.

The corpse dog glanced at A Piao.

A Piao's face was pale.

The corpse dog ignored him and walked silently into the depths of the sword prison, like a black cloud.

A Piao knew that she had finally passed this level, and some of her face rubbed her face in fear, and flew upward.

The scenery in the Hidden Peak is more beautiful than the outside world, whether it is blue sky, white clouds or green cliffs. However, in the past, such a flourishing scene has rarely appeared.

The corpse dog looked at the green peak in front of him, and looked at the small broken flowers all over the mountains, and found the bamboo flute easily.

At this time, the bamboo flute was no longer what it used to be. There were countless branches, seven plum blossoms, and they were all blooming.

With a squeak, the stone door of the cave house in the peak was slowly opened, and the vines that were covered in the outside immediately cracked into pieces and fell to the ground weakly.

The breeze flicked, driving two silver eyebrows, just like the Milky Way in the night sky, Fang Jingtian went out.

His breath was restrained, his eyes were indifferent, and it seemed ordinary. As he stepped out, there was a sword light coming out of the body, traversing countless distances and falling on the sky dome.

This is already the realm of the heavenly realm!

Strangely, there was no change in the sky vault that took over the sword light.

Unless they are isolated in advance by extremely powerful formations or magic weapons, the monks stepping into the heaven and earth will inevitably make the world and earth feel, why Fang Jingtian does not?

This is a very difficult thing to understand, but the corpse dog's eyes are calm, and he obviously knows the inside story.

Fang Jingtian stepped on the wildflowers and came to the bamboo flute to watch the flowers quietly for a moment.

The seven plum blossoms are invisible, and the branches and leaves fly away. The bamboo flute is still a bamboo flute.

He picked up the bamboo flute and blew a few notes at random, and found that he was not good at it, shook his head with a smile, and then saluted the corpse dog calmly.

There was a look of appreciation in the corpse dog's eyes.

After the Battle of the West Sea, Fang Jingtian was punished by Yuanqi Whale into the Hidden Peak.

Qingshan Sect's most hopeful breakthrough into the heavens is Fang Jingtian and Guangyuan real person, but it is such a simple thing.

In the history of the spiritual world, countless powerful monks who were expected to pass through the heavens finally fell on this threshold.

The countless dead bodies in the hidden peak are proof.

In a sense, Fang Jingtian is facing a real death penalty.

This huge pressure can sometimes help the monks to advance, sometimes it can become a kind of heart barrier.

Who could have imagined that it took him only nine years to break through the deadlock and truly enter the world of heaven!

"It's not fair!"

An old and resentful voice suddenly sounded in a Qingfeng: "If it is not for you, how could this idiot be faster than me! I am not willing!"

Fang Jingtian didn't know which cave was the same gate in the previous peak, and frowned slightly.

The corpse dog knew that it was a strong man of Mo Chengfeng at that time. When he debuted, he was once regarded as a genius of swordsmanship.

During the civil strife in the Qingshan Mountains six hundred years ago, Mo Chengfeng was blood-washed, and this person fell fairly quickly.

However, after so many years, this person still failed to cross that threshold.

The old voice with heavy resentment and hatred did not sound again.

The corpse dog came to the Qingfeng, opened the stone gate of Dongfu, and found that the man was dead.

Looking at the skinny body and the twisted, terrifying face, the corpse dog's eyes were indifferent, without any sympathy and pity.

It picked up the skinny corpse, stepped on the cloud, and came to a mountain in a very remote part of Yinfeng, and put it into a small cave like a shrine.

Then it took a breath.

The sword illuminates the corpse mountain.

A flying sword with a remarkable grade flew out of the corpse.

The sword fell in the ear of the corpse dog, just like a hair.

The corpse dog ignored Fang Jingtian who was leaving.

Yuan Qijing said that Fang Jingtian could leave Yinfeng as long as he could pass the sky.

As for whether Qingshan will be in trouble again ... It is a matter between their teachers and brothers.

When the dead dog was buried, Fang Jingtian was already in the sword prison.

He saw the cell deep inside the long and narrow passage again, and suddenly felt something else.

Master was imprisoned by them, but who is inside now?

There are still many things to do today. Without much thought, he continued along the dark passage and stopped before coming to another cell.

He took out the bamboo flute, looked at the closed stone door, and said, "Uncle Zu, let's go."