The Path Toward Heaven

Bai Zao wore a veiled hat with a white gauze hanging from the brim, covering his face slightly.

A white ribbon passed through her arms and rose with the wind, floating gently behind her.

From a distance, it really looks like a fairy in white.

That kind of soft and calm breath is like lake water.

Like a willow branch.

Like a willow branch reflected in the lake.

The whole practice circle knows that she is the daughter of the head couple of the Zhongzhou School who is regarded as a treasure. She is born intelligent, unparalleled in ingenuity, and is extremely talented in cultivation.It is just a pity that due to congenital insufficiency, the prospect of monasticism is not particularly optimistic. Until that year, Mei Mei fought a battle. She and Jing Jiu were trapped in the snow field for six years.

After that, her talents for monasticism were perfectly and completely displayed. Now Yunmengshan can be compared with Qingshanzong Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui, that is, she and Tong Yan only.It's just that even if your monastic talent is even better, why will it appear on the Palace Square at this time and walk towards the hall?

The practitioners who looked at this scene suddenly thought of a possibility. They could not help but be shocked and speechless, thinking, would she be the third person to appear in the Zhongzhou faction?

How can this be?

At this level of competition, what is the difference between a monk who was born during the infancy and the death?

Even Tanren and Kou Qingtong were defeated by Lian March, how could you win her?

Even if you do n’t even make shots in March, can you still outperform other strong players of the Qingshan Sect?

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Bai Zao slowly walked, the morning wind flicked the skirt and white satin.

Jing Jiu looked a little dignified, knowing that she is the third opponent and the strongest opponent of Qingshan today.

Lian March's eyes were a little cold, and said to Jing Jiu: "You shouldn't have passed on my skills to her."

Jing Jiu said: "Since I have risen because of me, then I will come to this scene."

Ping Yongjia listened behind the two, and could not help but take a breath of air. I thought Master, you ca n’t overdo it by choosing a cheap one?You do n’t fight when the Tsing Yi man comes, and you do n’t speak when talking about real people. At this time, there is a weak girl who ca n’t help but you will go out. Maybe I can practice for a few more years. Don't know your relationship with that little girl, does she have the heart to beat you?

Even March will naturally not agree with Jing Jiu's opinion, the reason is strange.

"You are too weak now, even if you use that trick, you may not be her opponent."

Ping Yongjia sucked in a cold breath again silently. Brother Xueyuanqu scratched his head like that, so he thought it was so prudent?And worried that Master could not beat her?

Jing Jiu was rare and firm, and even seemed a little persistent. "This is my business."

Even in March, he insisted more than him, saying, "Will we fight first?"

Jing Jiu did not give in and said, "Okay."

Even March was silent for a while, and said: "Forget it, you go."

Jing Jiu got up from the stone steps and walked towards the square.

Suddenly a beautiful morning light fell from the sky, just covering him inside.

Jing Jiu raised his right hand without hesitation and chopped towards the morning light.

It should be known that he usually uses the cosmic front, or the first son sword, or the Forth sword. Only at the most critical moment will he use his right hand.

Explain that he immediately judged that he must do his best.

What made him so eager?

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It's difficult to draw off water, but Ping Yongjia has done it.

With a sword, there are few people in the world who can do it.

Jing Jiu might be able, but he could not cut off this morning light, because this morning light was borrowed from Chaoyang with Tianrentong in March.

What's more troublesome is that there are countless ripples in that morning light, like a small circle one by one, locking his sword intentions in it.

He only heard a few soft clicks, and even March's fingers were pierced through his black hair and spotted on his missing earlobe, and a round wave of light wafted from his fingertips.

Jing Jiu was bound by the light and could no longer move.

"I have been sleeping for so many years, and occasionally I still have dreams. I dreamed of the quiet room in the 3,000 courtyard and the round window outside the quiet room, so I realized a kind of Taoism.

Even March walked in front of him and turned to look at him and said, "I think it's called Liangxiao, what do you think?"

During the time at Sanqianyuan, it was really peaceful and beautiful.

The young son Li often came to play the piano on the horse, and the most played song was Liang Xiaoyin.

I don't know if she asked Jing Jiu what she thought of the name, or how it was.

Jing Jiu didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

Even March raised an eyebrow and said, "Do not give up, you won't use that trick anyway."

If he really used that trick, then the ending would be either her death or his death.

Jing Jiujing looked at her quietly and said, "You can't beat her."

Lian March smiled and said, "You will never beat me in this life, so I will fight."

Just like in the previous life, when she didn't cry, she would never beat him.

After saying this, she took off the peach blossoms in the temples and put them in his ears. After a long while, she said with satisfaction: "It looks good."

Jing Jiu remembered what Nan Wang said in Jingyuan and said, "Don't you feel strange at the beginning?"

Lian March said slightly: "I am talking about this flower."

This peach flower is missing a petal, stained with blood, and still looks good.

Your ear is missing, and your face has changed, so it looks good.

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Looking at Lian March, who walked toward the square, Jing Jiu didn't speak again.

Ping Yongjia walked down the stone steps and wanted to say something to him, watching him stop subconsciously.

Why is Master's eyes so sad, like ... saying goodbye to something, and then never seeing again.

Ping Yongjia also suddenly felt sad and her eyes were wet.

Jing Jiu suddenly said, "Help me."

Ping Yongjia thought that she had heard it wrong, and didn't wake up until she heard Jing Jiu repeating the word "help me" again and quickly said, "How can I help?"

Jing Jiu said: "Gather all your sword elements, retrograde your sword intention to refine your body, and force the sword intention out to me."

Ping Yongjia said, "How much?"

Jing Jiu said, "All."

For Jianxiu, it is very dangerous to reverse Jianyuan to force out the sword intention, let alone all sword intention.

Jing Jiu knew that Ping Yongjia would be fine, but Ping Yongjia didn't know, but he didn't think about it, so he sat on the ground with a snap and closed his eyes to start the sword.

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When even March came to the middle of the square, Bai Zao was still far away.

The clouds farther away gathered together again, and surrounded Bai Zhenren, giving her voice a more ethereal feeling: "You are still alive, it's a bit surprising, but you can't change anything."

Lian March said expressionlessly: "It's actually good to talk to a real person, but do you know why I don't like him?"

Bai Zhenren said: "Our generation knows that you only have Jingyang in your eyes, and you can't even look down on Cao Yuan. How can you look at him as boring."

Lian March said: "No, I don't think he is pleasing to the eye because he married you for the sake of the head of Zhongzhou."

Bai Zhenren said: "Then why did your hostility towards me come from?"

"Of course because of her." Even March waved his sleeve.

The wind was stronger in the square, and the ribbons between Bai Zao's arms were flicked, and the drape of the drape was lifted, revealing her face.

Bai Zao closed his eyes, his long eyelashes blinked, and his face was ruddy, like a sleeping child.

Strangely, she is still walking forward.

"When I saw her for the first time, I thought the child was extremely cute."

Even March looked at Bai Zhenren in the clouds and said severely, "How can you, a mother-in-law, succeed!"

She said earlier that she didn't want to talk to Bai Zhenren today, but watching Bai Zao appeared, she couldn't suppress her anger.

The cloud of mist withdrew from the imperial city.

Mr. Bai did not answer her question.

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It suddenly rained in the clear sky.

It was sun and rain.

It is also a precursor to the vision of heaven and earth.

Numerous dark clouds poured in from the fourth sky of the sky, instantly blocking the sunlight and making the world dim.

In the lingering clouds, you can see countless lightnings accumulating, which may fall at any time.

Bai Zao closed his eyes and flew into the sky. The white ribbons kept dancing, just like writing words that no one could understand.

The wind was roaring, the rain was like an arrow, and the atmosphere of the world was in chaos.

Click!Click!

Countless thunders exploded, and countless lightnings fell from high altitude into Bai Zao's body.

Some of the lightning came from the cloud, and some from the minefield.

Some seem to come from higher places.