The Path Toward Heaven

The cold grew deeper, the fog thickened, and occasionally snow started, and someone kept coming.

There are more and more practitioners coming to Yunji Town. They either kneel out of the fog and kowtow and want to worship under the door of the real person in Jingyang, or stand in the distance and look at the fog without expression. , Or screamed at the thick fog, shouted to avenge Jingyang real person, remove the sword demon, but no one dared to rush to the real.Scenes, or absurd or ridiculous plots, are staged outside the town of Yunji, updated daily.

As for these things happening in Yunji Town, Qingshan Zong seemed to have no idea at all and ignored them at all.

With the passage of time, those practitioners confirmed the attitude of Qingshan, no longer nervous, walking around in Yunji Town, appeared extremely noisy, and even harassed ordinary residents several times, this situation did not happen until a day later Got better.

A maniac from the Tian Qing Sect, with a pretentious talent, is the future of the right path, often shouting unspeakable words outside the fog, such as monsters, such as a word of thunder and death.The thick fog was still quiet, ignoring him, so he became more pretentious and even broke into a restaurant in Yunji Town.

In the restaurant, after drinking a few jars of wine, the madman would do something even more excessive.

At this time, the sky was overcast with clouds, the fog on the streets was suddenly dispersed, and a bloody thunder fell from the sky!

The scary thunder traversed the roof of the restaurant accurately and magically, and landed on the madman of Tian Qingzong in the box.

Tian Qingzong's madness was too late to parry, and was turned into scum by that scary thunder!

——Accurately not so broken, he was just blasted into dozens of burnt pieces of meat.

The cuts of those meat pieces are very smooth, and there is no blood spilling, which is obviously cut by the flying sword.

In the practice world, this bloody flying sword is very famous.

Although Nine died without regret, he was named Firth.

It was the original sword of Jingyang Real Man, and now it is Zhao Layue, the master of the last peak of the Qingshan Sect.

The Celestial Sect was naturally honest and honest, and the rest of the practitioners in the gathering town were honest, and the self-proclaimed mute was speechless, and the kowtow was more sincere, especially those who shouted to kill monsters quietly Slipped out.

The tranquility of Yunji Town was restored, the residents continued to live a normal life, the shop selling steamed cakes and buns reopened, and even dared to say a few words to those practitioners.

The restaurant was also reopened. The scent of the hot pot drifted away with the mist, attracting many practitioners who were doing nothing. The private room on the second floor facing the street had never been opened, no matter how high the practitioners were. The price is useless, as for intimidating and intimidating this kind of thing ... No one forgets that the Tian Qingzong madness, which was slagged by bloody thunder, died in this restaurant.

"Why hasn't anyone heard of that sword before? Isn't Qingshan's first sword a Chengtian sword?"

"During the Battle of the West Sea, many people knew that Chengtian was not a sword, but a scabbard. It is said that it was used to hold the sword of all things."

"That sword of all things is really a treasure?"

"That's still fake? If it weren't the true spirit of Tianbao, how could it have taken away the soul of Jingyang real person and reincarnated as a human being?"

"Please be careful when talking about this Daoist. It's not that all things and swords have captured the real soul of Jingyang, but that real people have reborn with great magical powers."

The practitioners in the restaurant have come from the beginning, and some of these geniuses recently. The discussion will eventually become a dispute until the anger is met, and the process repeats.

Now the practice community basically determines that Jing Jiu is the sword demon, because there are too many relevant evidences, and he has never dared to take Cheng Tianjian to prove it.The vast majority of these practitioners who came to Yunji Town believed that the person in the fog was a real reincarnation of Jingyang, or that this was their wish.

The real person of Taiping once asked A Piao to say a word-who you are is not self-evident truth.

But to say who is the highest person in spiritual practice, this is the truth that does not need to be divided.

The real man in Jingyang is the first person in the Chaotian mainland for thousands of years.

Even if he may fail in the final flight, he is still the first person in a thousand years.

This is the public opinion of the spiritual world for hundreds of years.

At the time, the false cave mansion of the real man of Jingyang attracted so many practitioners to venture out to explore, but this mist may be the real body of the real man of Jingyang.Even if you missed the visit, but if you can look at this fog, you might see it in the fog. If you are so close together and absorb the same heaven and earth aura, that is a great blessing.

Nothing can stop practitioners from yearning for the avenue.

The real person in Jingyang is the avenue.

"Dear friends, I will go back to Jingyuan first."

A monk from Dongyi Road put down the chopsticks in his hand and bowed to the practitioners around the restaurant in ten salutes, then went out.

It has been a long time since the Qingshan Grand Ceremony. The Qingshan Sect ignored the practitioners in Yunji Town. There was no movement in the fog, but the practitioners did not mean to leave.The Dong Yi Dao monk would wait outside the thick fog every day except for dinner, and he was not impatient.

There are many other practitioners like him. They all feel that Jingyang people should test their will.

Looking at the back of the monk walking outside the town, a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar slightly mocked and said: "Every day come to eat meat and drink ... I heard that they can't help but marry, I really do not know the masters of Guocheng How can I bear these evil monks, and haven't expelled them from Zen early? "

The rest of the practitioners just smiled and did not answer, and some stood up and chased the monk.

The middle-aged scholar was stunned, with a self-deprecating smile on his face, and said, "It's okay, sincerity is spirit, and I'll wait another hundred days to talk."

After saying this, he put down a golden leaf and strode out of the restaurant.

The rest of the practitioners smiled at each other, put down their golden leaves, and said that they would go with them, and so they went.

The shopkeeper came out from the back, picked up the golden leaves one by one on those tables, and put them in the bag, and then lifted the soup pot to add some white soup to the last table guests. After a few gossips, he walked back and looked back. Calmly and calmly, I didn't realize that the money I collected today would be able to withstand what I got in a year in a large restaurant in Chaoge City.

"This shopkeeper is an ordinary person, but obviously not ordinary. It seems that this restaurant is not an ordinary place."

The last guest at the table was to the master and apprentice. The older one was quiet, it was Xuan Tianzong ’s elder Zhou Yunmu, and the younger one was the current Xuan Tian Sect Master Lu Jin.

"I once heard a rumor that Senior Zhao Layue likes hot pot." Lu Jin said: "The name was also cleared before. It is said that there is a huge house in the mist. Everyone thought this should be regarded as Jingyang. It ’s a real garden, so it ’s named Jingyuan. ”

Zhou Yunmu looked to the street outside the restaurant and said, "Fortunately, I was lucky enough to cultivate Yuanying and see more landscapes ... Your talent is similar to mine, and my mind is far better than mine. I can't bear you to stay in this place now. Yuanying is not enough in the realm. Since there is such an opportunity right now, I hope you will not miss it. "

"I once fought side by side with Jing Jiu ... in the Meihui Dao Battle, but they were actually sheltered by him, and that was 32 years ago."

Lu Jin was the most respected genius disciple of Xuan Tianzong at the beginning. He entered the ranks of the Meihui Daoist battle very hard, and was separated into a group with Jing Jiu.

After that, Jing Jiu quickly became the star of the youngest generation in the spiritual world, and later became the real person in charge of Qingshan Sect!

He occasionally remembered the past, and felt a lot of emotion.

As for whether to visit Jing Jiu, he dare not think about such a thing.

Compared with the behemoth such as Qingshan Sect, Xuan Tianzong is like a ant. The gap between the two sides is too large to be reached at all.

But who can think of it, Jing Jiu may have been reincarnated from Jingyang!

Whether it is a real person in Jingyang or a sword demon, in short, he is now expelled from Qingshan, even if the possibility is still very low, it is always a lot closer to the world.

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The so-called Jingyuan cannot be seen in the thick fog at all, it is just a hypothetical existence.Mountains and rivers flow between gentle slopes, open spaces between flowers and trees are full of closed eyes and contemplative practitioners, as well as some ... practitioners who are constantly trying out Taoist or swordsmanship, the lively is like a market general.

Looking at this scene, Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin were very surprised, thinking what happened?

"The Liushui Sanhua School is a foreign sect with no mercy. The swordsmanship is okay. The young man has a good talent, but he thought he would be taken by Jingyang real people? What do you want?"

The middle-aged scholar who had appeared in the restaurant before, looked at the young practitioner who was controlling the sword in front of Wuwu, and mocked: "Just fly around like this, do you juggle?"

Lu Jin listened to this man's harsh words and smiled and explained: "All who come here are asking for something, why should Tao friends be like this."

The middle-aged scholar sneered and said, "I don't want to ask for the secret of kendo, let alone being greedy to be taken by a real person. It's just that someone in the family is sick, and Guocheng Temple can't be cured. I can only come here.

Someone in the family is sick, this sentence is very common and indifferent by this person, but it is obviously not the case, otherwise why go to Guocheng Temple and come here to stay?

Lu Jin has some sympathy, but also thinks that since it is a disease that cannot be cured in Guocheng Temple, it is extremely troublesome to come to Jingyang to do what?

Zhou Yunmu said: "Jingyang real people have a half-master's friendship with Chanzi, and as the so-called one-way approach, all-around way, maybe there is a solution."

The middle-aged scholar looked at him slightly and said, "Your knowledge is extraordinary."

Lu Jin said: "Xuan Tianzong Lu Jin, did not ask?"

The middle-aged scholar looked slightly different, and said, "You are the Sect Master Xuantian? Is this senior Zhou Yunmu?"

Listening to this sentence, the practitioners all around looked at them, and then came over to see them.

Xuan Tianzong is a small sect in the practice world, but in the past few decades, Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin have been quite good lords. In the past few years, Zhou Yunmu has become a strong infant in the infant period, in the ordinary small sect Among them, it has been regarded as a rare master.

Why did they come to Yunji Town?

Just as the practitioners thought about the problem, there was an exclamation suddenly from somewhere.

"The door opened ... Jingyuan opened the door!"

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The dense fog had never dispersed, and Jingyuan had never revealed its true content, let alone opened the door.

After waiting for many days, and finally to this day, those practitioners did not react for a while and stood staring at the same place.

After a while, they woke up and shook their bodies slightly, but they still dared not take a step forward and only stood there.

Yuan Qu came out of the courtyard and looked to the crowd and asked, "Where is Xuan Tianzong's Taoist friend?"

Countless lines of sight fell on Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin.

Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin were also surprised, thinking what happened?Without daring to delay, he quickly walked to the courtyard and saluted the Yuan Qu to show his identity.

Yuan Qu stretched out his right hand and begged them to come in with them.

The rest of the monks were in an uproar, thinking that even if Zhou Yunmu was a rare infant infant master in the small denomination, what happened to us?

Some people unconsciously took a few steps forward and wanted to say a few words with Yuan Qu.

Yuan Qu didn't do anything, just glanced at these people lightly.

Don't look at him having no sense of presence on the end of the God's Peak, this vision is cold and snowy, quite a bit majesty of the old uncle.

Those people were shocked and dared not take the first half step.

"Sect Master Lu!"

Suddenly there was a trembling shout from the crowd.

The middle-aged scholar took a few steps forward and knelt on the ground with a snap, holding up an excellent revised booklet with both hands.

The cold winter wind shook the book, revealing those old or new ink characters.

This is not a kind of practice, nor a list of valuable treasures, but a medical record and prescription ...

He did not ask Lu Jin to bring himself into Jingyuan, only hoping to find a lifeline for his family.

Lu Jin knows that today's chance is extremely rare. If many things make the Master Qingshan in the Jingyuan unhappy, I'm afraid there will be great regret.

But as his master Zhou Yunmu said, his heart was indeed extraordinary, without much thought, he saluted directly to Yuanqu.

Yuan Qu nodded to signal anyway.

Lu Jin stepped forward and took the medical case from the middle-aged scholar, turned and entered the Jingyuan Garden.

Looking at the re-closed gate of Jingyuan, the middle-aged scholar's face was pale, and his lips moved slightly silently. I didn't know whether it was nervous or expecting.

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It didn't take long for the door to open again, and Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin came out.

The mist covered the mountains again, and the Jingyuan disappeared from the world again.

All the practitioners gathered around, and had a friendship with the pair of mentors and disciples, and asked about the situation inside, asking them what they had gained.

Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin did not answer a word, nor did they stop for a moment, and walked straight to the middle-aged scholar.

Lu Jin returned the medical case back, shook his head and said, "Sorry, there is no way for real people."

The middle-aged scholar heard a word like lightning, his face paler, his body shook and he almost fell.

"Please mourn Daoyou." Lu Jin looked at him with sympathy.

The middle-aged scholar took the medical record with trembling hands, exerted a little force, and his knuckles were pale.

But I don't know if it was because of despair and was powerless or reluctant. After all, he failed to tear this medical case.

After a while, he calmed down, carefully took the medical case into his arms, and thanked Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin for their solemn salutes.

Then, he saluted the landscape garden in the thick fog.

Then he turned and walked out of the mountain.