The Path Toward Heaven

Everything in the world is in cause and effect.

Ten years of life and death.

Inside and outside the lonely grave.

Love you three thousand times but still have to turn around and leave.

The mountain water confidant, the city gates collected dead.

Hearing Jun's words, he went thousands of miles to kill for Jun.

No words are needed for the monarch, although thousands of people will kill the sea for the monarch.

These are causes and effects.

Needless to say, there is no such thing as red dust coming from the river, and there is no need to talk about the three generations and three generations.

There is a flower in the mountains, which is exposed to the sun, rain and dew, and has been alone for many years. If you just pass by and glance at it, it is your cause and effect.

You leave from the mountains, no one glances at it again, this is your cause and effect.

It wasn't until someone came again, glanced at it, built a hut next to the flower house, and took care of the watering every day, then it turned into another cause and effect.

Every cause and effect of a person is a straight line from one to the other, and countless causes and effects are countless lines, and those lines will always meet at a certain point, which is equivalent to pointing to that point.

And that point is you.

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who am I?

This is Jingyang.

Who is Jingyang?

Many and many years ago, someone came to Qingshan from Chaoge City. He began to practice and retreat in Shangdefeng. He only occasionally accompanied his brother and Liu Ci and Yuanqi Whale to eat two hot pots.

In the following years, he spent most of his time in a daze. He also helped the demon sword and the demon cat to avoid the followers of the brother and the corpse dog.

He wanted to fly up a few decades ago and wanted to make some preparations for Qingshan, so he went to Chaoge City and saw the doll in the belly of the woman in the sky full of snow, and saw it in a small mountain village a few years later. Another doll.

Jingyang is not the person named Jingyang, who has the memory and talent of Jingyang, and the appearance of Jingyang.

Because appearance can be changed, memory and talent can be inherited, and the name can be changed.

Jingyang is actually not Jingyang. He is the master of Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui. He is the uncle who loves and hates Yuanqi whale. He is the complainer of the broken porcelain in Luguo ’s government. The man for a thousand years.

We are actually not us. We are the children of our parents, the parents of our children, our partners ’partners, our alcoholics, our gambling partners, and our eyes in the world.

The point that causality points to is us.

And we are mutually causal with the world.

So if you want to prove that we are us, please start from the other end of those causal lines, so that it can't be replaced.

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Tianguangfeng is very quiet.

Because ... few people can understand what Jing Jiu said.

-I am the point of all my cause and effect.

In fact he only said this sentence.

The rest of them are different perceptions of each person.

Yuan Qu scratched his head non-stop, almost scratching a few green smoke again, seemingly incomprehensible.

Gu Qing opened his eyes and looked at the master next to him. He had successfully broken through the border, but he was thinking about that year in the ice storm sea ... the straight line to the extreme north.

Zhao Layue was also thinking about the straight line that broke through the ice sea.

The same is true for Zhuo Rusui.

The peaks of the Qingshan Mountains are enveloped by a very mysterious atmosphere.

Suddenly, a loud rage shattered the atmosphere.

"Even if your tongue blooms, you can't change the fact that you are a sword demon!"

The roar came from the crowd of Tianguang Peak.

It's still that person.

After Jing Jiuyi punched and killed the real Tairuo, this man once reprimanded him, saying that he was going to kill all Qingshan disciples?

Tian Ruofeng elder Bai Rujing was finally released after several years in jail.

Bai Rujing came out of the crowd, staring at Jing Jiu and said sharply, "You Sword Demon, you can catch without a hand!"

Chan Zi was thinking of Jing Jiu ’s words, and the fun was repeated. Suddenly he was interrupted by this rant. He could n’t help but feel unhappy. He frowned slightly and looked at Bai Rujing.

But many practitioners ca n’t understand Jing Jiu ’s words, and they were reminded by this rant—yeah, why should I listen to this sword demon?

Jing Jiu refused to take out the Chengtian sword, and most of the practitioners have accepted the statement of Fang Jingtian and the blue boy.

They couldn't believe that Jing Jiu was a real person in Jingyang because of Yun Yun's words.

In their view, Jing Jiu was the sword demon who had killed the real man of Jingyang and conspired to seize the position of Qingshan Palm.What's more, this sword demon is still colluding with the underworld, who knows what he wants to do?

If he is allowed to be the leader of Castle Peak, it will inevitably endanger the safety of Castle Peak and the entire righteous path, even the human race.

How can practitioners allow such things to happen?

"Kill this demon!"

Bai Rujing looked at Jing Jiu and shouted loudly.

With this sound, dozens of flying swords flew all over Tianguangfeng, violently breaking the wind, pointing directly at Jingjiu under Luxia.

This is Castle Peak. The strong men of all denominations did not move, but the jealous elders and disciples in Castle Peak couldn't help it.

Looking at the dozens of sword lights in the sky, Bai Rujing's heart filled with infinite pride and the thrill of revenge.

Jing Jiu didn't glance at him.

A bloody sword light illuminates the skylight peak.

The Firth sword broke through the sky and severely cut off a flying sword in front.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of flying swords came from all over the peak, blocking those flying swords that were intended to kill Jing Jiu.

The crisp sound of flying swords sounded like a rainstorm, and then stopped suddenly.

More than one hundred flying swords are divided into two camps, hovering in the sky at the top of Tianguang Peak, shaking slightly, ready to attack again at any time.

Among the flying swords that came to protect Jing Jiu, there were disciples of Shang Defeng and disciples of Tianguangfeng. What is surprising is that there are more than a dozen of flying swords from disciples of Liangwangfeng.

Everyone knows that Jing Jiu does n’t like Liangwang Peak. After becoming a leader, he even imposed many restrictions on Liangwang Peak. The young disciples of Liangwang Peak complained a lot about it. Why is this the case at this time?

Looking at this scene, many people are a little strange, even Yuanqi whale is a little surprised.

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After Nanshan looked back at Yaoshan.

Yao Songshan's ranking in Liangwang Peak has moved from eleventh to eighth, and his breath is steady. He looks ahead and says nothing.

Guo Nanshan looked at Lei and was shocked again.

Under the gaze of the elder brother, Lei was a little surprised, but he said straightly and straightly, "Protect the head, what's wrong?"

In fact, even he is now doubting Jing Jiu's identity, just looking at the flying swords flying to Xiaolu, he summoned flying swords to fight without thinking.

This is probably like when the war in the West China Sea, Taiping real people watched the powerful soldiers of all denominations be killed, but the sword of Qingshan went like this ... In the words of Elder Mochi, this is not restrained?

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More than one hundred Daofeijian confronted each other in the sky, and the atmosphere was very tense.

Everyone knows that this is just the beginning. Most of these unsettled preemptive swords are the younger generation's disciples. The elders of the peaks are still silent, especially those of the peak masters.

Lord Yun Xingfeng's eyes looked a little hesitant, and his slender right hand exposed in the wind moved slightly, as if he might hold a sword at any time.

Cheng Youtian deepened his brows and looked at the white cat in Jing Jiu's arms, thinking that White Ghost would never make a mistake, but it was originally a demon cat and wanted to come close to the demon sword naturally.

Yuan Qijing looked at Jing Jiu under Luxia and seemed to want to wait for him to say something before making a decision.

Nan Wang carried his hands on his back and looked at the mountains in the distance. He didn't look at the field at all. He didn't seem to care about the matter.

The long silence of the big men made the atmosphere more tense, and also made the disciples of Qingshan Zhufeng more at a loss.

Gu Han is ready for the sword, looking to Nanshan for instructions: "Brother?"

Guo Nanshan's expression was solemn, indicating that he did not know the answer, and looked to Zhuo Rusui.

"Don't look at me, I don't know anything."

Zhuo Rusui said expressionlessly: "Don't look at my apparent calmness, I'm so panicked, okay?"

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After all, silence cannot last forever.

Confrontation will always turn into a sword fight.

At that time, the sky full of Jianguang will inevitably make Tianguangfeng ruined.

In the camps on both sides, there are obviously fewer supporters of Jing Jiu, and most of them are young disciples.

Someone suddenly thought that Guangyuan was sent to Xihai some time ago, and he didn't even let him come back to participate in the grand ceremony. Has Jing Jiu already considered the situation today?

The atmosphere at the top of Tianguang Peak became more and more tense, and suddenly a majestic voice could not be covered.

"When was Qingshan so embarrassed?"

There was no expression on Yuan Qi's face, but everyone could see his anger and sadness.

Today is the ceremony of the inauguration of the head of the Qingshan. The big figures with heads and faces on the entire continent have come. So many other denominations have looked at it, but the result has become the present look.

Is Aoyama Sect going to kill each other in front of so many outsiders?

"I think so too." Jing Jiu said.

Whether it's Fang Jingtian, Tailuo, or A Piao, it's all brothers' methods.

Brother just wanted to drive him down from the position of the head of Castle Peak, and then kill him, because Brother always thought he was everything.

In Brother ’s thought, Qingshan used a sword, but could not be used by a sword—this is something he absolutely cannot accept.

Jing Jiu walked under the stone tablet, glanced at the far end of Shenmo Peak, patted the back of the stone turtle, and said, "Go away."

This sentence has no subject and no direction.

Is he saying goodbye to the tortoise, or who?

"I see." Zhao Layue said.

Gu Qing stood up and walked over with the cosmic front, ready to invite Master to ride.

Yuan Qu walked down with its head down, not daring to look at Yuan Qi's whale.

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"Want to go? Not so easy."

Bai Rujing's cold voice rang.

A fierce sword light fell towards Jing Jiu at the stone monument.

After being imprisoned in the sword prison for several years, he carefully recounted the original defeat and confirmed that Jing Jiu's realm strength was far inferior to himself, but he succeeded in the sneak attack only by the coercion of the white ghost.

Although Jing Jiu killed the real person of Tailu with one punch today, it was extremely consuming and it was obviously impossible to make a second note.

Of course, he will not forget Bai Gui, nor expect to be able to break through Bai Gui's defense. He really hurt Jing Jiu. What he wants is a mess.

The spark of the stars can ignite the plains, as long as the power of his flying sword can inspire the fighting will of everyone, I believe that there will be countless flying swords falling, the sky will be chaotic, Jing Jiu will die!

It only took him a short time to think about these things. His flying sword had arrived at the stele and disappeared.

That fierce sword light did not know where to go.

Where can it show its might.

Like a bubble dissipated in the air.

Ada closed her mouth and sulked with a full hiccup. There was a faint blood in the depth of the vertical pupil.

An extremely huge white tiger's light and shadow appeared faintly in the sky, overflowing with extremely terrifying coercion.

It turned out that the flying sword was swallowed directly by it!

Bai Rujing's true sword was taken away, Jian Wan was injured, and a large mouthful of blood was spouted.

An extremely beautiful bloody sword light passed by.

A loud cry rang out from the top of the sky.

Both arms flew through the air and landed on the ground one after another.

Fu Sijian returned to Zhao Layue.

She walked quietly behind Jing Jiu.

Did not look at Bai Rujing who had become a blood man.