The Path Toward Heaven

There was a heavy muffled sound.

Numerous cracks appeared on the pale blue ice, like a cobweb.

Zhao Layue was lying in the middle of the cobweb, the blood was gradually overflowing, and the picture looked beautiful and tragic.

She did n’t see the Battle of Chaoge City a hundred years ago, otherwise she would know that whether she would like it or not, at some point she was really like Lian March.

The shadow that blocked the sun disappeared, and the sneak attack master left the snowfield through the virtual realm.

In the eyes of that person, Zhao Layue was attacked by his sword of true nature, seriously injured, and he will definitely die.

Even if she is born of Taoism, she is pregnant with strange treasures, and she is not lucky to die, so there is no reason to be so besieged by so many snow charms.

This is already deep in the snowfield, not far from the lonely high ice peak. The man didn't want to stay here for too long, let alone the Queen of Snow Country, so he left with a blow.

Who is that person?

Zhao Layue already has the answer.

The Kunlun faction head He Wei.

He Wei's state is similar to hers, but her practice life is much longer, and she is stronger than her in all aspects of kendo experience. Moreover, today she is taking advantage of her fierce battle with Xue Mei, she can't help it.

There were heavy footsteps on the glacier, and those snow charms seemed to be slow, but in fact they were extremely close to her.

Zhao Layue's heart turned slightly, making sure that he was too seriously injured to walk away from the Forth Sword. He stood up hard from the ground, his right hand fell heavily on his chest, and the invisible sword entered his body with his fingers. The speed travels through the meridians, temporarily suppressing the eerie swordsmanship remaining in He Wei.

Then she reached out and held the Firth sword, her clothes moved without wind, and swept forward like smoke, killing the nearest Snow Charm.

Countless cracks and clicks, and countless ice scum soared into the sky, blocking the sight like wind and sand.

Zhao Layue flew backwards, crashing through the ice slag, and fell below the glacier.

There was a muffled noise.

A big crater was hit by a snow cliff below the glacier.

Zhao Layue was lying at the bottom of the pit, with blood all over her body, and still no expression on her face. Do you think this is going to die?

Everyone can meet you when they are in danger in the snowfield.

Why can't you show up at this time?

Okay, you sleep in Chaoge City.

The blood kept flowing, covering her eyes, and in her sight, the world was bright red.

She raised her sleeves and wiped the blood from her face, thinking if I were there, would n’t I have encountered such a thing?

While she was thinking about these things, those snow charms were jumping from the glacier towards the ground, floating in the sky, getting closer and bigger and bigger.

Her eyes crossed these snow charms and cast north.

There is a lonely ice peak hidden far away.

Why did she come to Snowfield?

Because she needs to fight, because Jing Jiu has been here, because of what she wanted to do in March, but these are not important, the real reason is very simple.

She just wanted to visit the world, always going to see the mountain.

Pity.

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In the deep winter season, the green hills are still flying with long grasses.

Nan Wang seems to have really closed his doors in recent years. It has been a long time since he made a request to let the big mountains open up to let in the wind and snow.

Of course, it may also be because Liu Ci died and Yuan Qijing was in Chaoge City.

Qingshan, which lacks the change of the four seasons, is indeed a bit boring, so when people heard the loud noise at the top of the skylight, they all took up the sword and went to check it out.

No matter what happens, you can talk about the boredom of the monastic career, and you can increase the amount of talks for the meeting of the Qingshan Conference next year.

Elder Mochi and Guo Nanshan walked out of the cave house for the first time and looked over with surprise.

The stone gate of the cave house had been rotten, the grass was lying on the ground, and the chair under Lu was blown down by the wind, looking extremely disrespectful.

There is a flying sword flying in the sky, flashing ... an uninteresting gray, as if it were to merge with the dark sky.

The flying sword's breath was extremely calm, the realm was extremely high, but the speed was extremely slow.Looking at this scene, the other Tianguangfeng disciples were a little dazed, but when they crossed Nanshan, they laughed, with a nostalgic and light sadness in their smile, and said softly, "This guy really looks like Master."

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The former disciple Zhuo Rusui, who was in charge of the real person, finally succeeded in entering the breaking sea after another long retreat.

According to Guangyuan's observation of his sword traces on that day, his realm is not even more than this, and has reached its peak.

The whole Qingshan knew about this, and the disciples of each peak came to Tianguang Peak, on the one hand to congratulate, on the other hand naturally also curious.

Hundreds of disciples from various peaks stood on the top of the peak, looking at Zhuo Rusui who was talking with Guangyuan real people. His eyes were full of envy and longing.

Those Qing Rongfeng female disciples who had heard of Zhuo Rusui's past deeds even admired.

"Uncle Zhuo has been training for less than two hundred years, and he has actually repaired to the pinnacle of breaking the sea. It is indeed a natural kind of Tao!"

"This should be the youngest sea breaking peak ever?"

The disciples of various peaks had various discussions.

At this moment, suddenly a voice rang out: "He is a year slower than the real person in charge, of course not."

The disciples turned around and found that they didn't know the person who spoke, and they didn't know which peak had the same door.

The person who spoke was Yuan Qu, and the real person he said was naturally not Liu Ci, but Jingyang person.

Listening to these words, the young disciples didn't believe it, did they think it was true?

Zhu Rusui, who spoke with Guangyuan real person under Lu Xia, saw Yuan Qu and heard his words, then walked over and asked with some uncertainty: "Are you right?"

Yuan Qu said: "I have backed up all the files. Do you want to check it yourself?"

Zhuo Rusui was annoyed and said, "What are you doing so seriously? Besides, it's only one year slower than Uncle Shi, I'm still amazing."

Yuan Qu looked at him and said with a smile: "Sorry, you are three years slower than my master."

Zhuo Rusui froze for a while, and suddenly after a while he said angrily, "What about her?"

Yuan Qu said, "Master is out."

Zhuo Rusui smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I was able to beat her when I left the gate. It seems that she is not confident. This is to avoid me!"

Yuanqu slightly mocked: "If you have the ability, you can say it in front of her again."

Zhuo Rusui said annoyed: "I used to be the face of the head."

Listening to these conversations, the young disciples who did not know Yuan Qu were very surprised. They thought who this person was, and they were so rude to speak with Uncle Zhuo.

Someone whispered: "This is Uncle Yuanqu, the god of Mormo Peak."

The anxiety and anger of the young disciples suddenly disappeared after hearing this sentence.

The three words of the end of the gods have a very special meaning in the present Qingshan, although the legendary real person has been sleeping in Chaoge City.

"Then why are you here?" Zhuo Rusui heard two bad news in a row, and suddenly felt that life was still so boring, and changed back to the previous sloppy look, listlessly said: "I can't be happy, intentionally Come and trouble me? "

Yuan Qu said: "Please eat hot pot."

Zhuo Rusui's dangled eyes suddenly picked up and said, "Okay."

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Gu Qing is not there, and there is no one at the end of Shenmofeng, and those monkeys will not make hot pots, so Yuanqu took Zhuo Rusui away from Qingshan and went to Yunji Town.Jingyuan had not lived for a long time, and Gu's family also changed the owner, but some of the services were still the same. When they landed by the Huaxi River, the hot pot had just boiled, exuding an attractive fragrance.

Tong Yan was sitting at the table, pinching the highest point of long chopsticks in his right hand, and slowly dragging and pulling in the white soup, in a slow manner, looking really disturbing.

Zhuo Rusui was very annoyed with this kind of person. He felt that this was extremely disrespectful to the hot pot. He used to dare not say Jing Jiu.

"Don't like to eat hot pot, what do you do in the water? Also, you have to wait for dinner! When you were sent to Zhongzhou, Bai Zhenren didn't teach you the rules?"

In just such a short sentence, Zhuo Rusui had already adjusted the dip, picked up a piece of fur belly and drowned in the red soup.

Tong Yan ignored him, withdrew his chopsticks and placed it on a porcelain rubbish pillow, picked up a cup of tea and drank slowly.

During the time he took a sip of tea, Zhuo Rusui had already eaten that piece of belly, drank a bowl of wine, and then glanced at him, and continued to attack: "You are not in the realm now ... do you feel better?" I still liked you very much before. "

Tong Yan still ignored him, until he ate two more plates of meat, he said slowly: "Next year Fang Jingtian will be the leader, will you?"

Zhuo Rusui heard the business, and the chopsticks in his hand finally stood still in the air, saying, "I naturally don't want it, what about Gu Qing?"

If the leader of Qingshan falls in the hands of Fang Jingtian, it will become extremely difficult for him or Gu Qing to inherit the position of leader in the future.

Tong Yan asked: "So what are you going to do?"

Zhuo Rusui used chopsticks to pick up half of the pig's brain flower and threw it into the red soup. He drew his eyelids and said, "What else can I do ... then make a chant."