The Path Toward Heaven

Not too long.The flowing clouds beside the Tianguang Peak have not completely flowed to the places of Shangde Peak, and the continuous lightning in the virtual world has stopped.

In that high sky, a bright luster suddenly appeared, like a mirror hundreds of miles away.

That is the dividing line between the virtual world and the real sky.

Two small black spots appeared in the mirror and grew larger.

Fang Jingtian and Guangyuan Real Man successively fell to the peak of Tianguang, no wounds were visible on his body, and his face was normal.

At that time, the real people of Taiping directly killed the blood for the position of the leader of Qingshan and slaughtered Mo Chengfeng, but after all, it was a special case.

In a situation like today, it is impossible to win or lose by life and death. It is better to know each other well.

So who won the final victory?

Guangyuan lived back to the crowd of Shi Yuefeng.

Fang Jingtian stayed in place.

There was a commotion between the peaks, and the elders of Shi Yuefeng sighed with regret.

After all, it is thirty years late. Although they are all big things, they are still different.

Fang Jingtian walked down towards Lu.

Silver eyebrow fluttered.

The chair was under the house.

When passing the stone tablet, he stopped and saluted Yuan Turtle.

Yuan turtle closed his eyes and did not respond.

Fang Jing went to Luxia and turned to sit down.

Suddenly a breeze blew, and the chair fell down like this, breaking into a pile of wooden slats.

The sky peak was dead.

That chair represents the position of the head of the Qingshan Mountain, and Fang Jingtian broke it before he could sit up ...

Anyone who encounters such things will be angry or ashamed.

An elder Xi Laifeng shouted sharply: "Who did this! What a courage!"

Yuan Qu stood next to Zhao Layue and whispered: "It would be awkward if it only sits apart ..."

The peak at this time was extremely quiet. His voice was so quiet that it clearly fell into the ears of many people.

The Qingshan disciples were in a state of shock and tension at this time, and there was no reaction. A female disciple of Jingzong couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Huo Ran, the elder of Xilaifeng, turned and stared at the female disciple, saying, "What are you laughing at?"

The female disciple was taken aback by the staring eyes like a sword, and his face became pale.

Qin Niang guarded her behind and looked at the elder Xilaifeng calmly and said, "I'm just laughing at her, what does it have to do with you?"

The elder Xilaifeng knew her teacher-student relationship with Jing Jiu, and she knew that she was the next generation master of Jingzong, forcibly suppressed her anger, and looked at the Qingshan disciples: "Who did it?" ! Stand up for me! "

Still quiet, the disciples of Qingshan looked like a forest.

Suddenly, a tall branch was born in the woods.

That's someone raised his hand.

The crowd rioted, and countless eyes gazed there.

Zhuo Rusui drew his eyelids, and his right hand was straight, like a flagpole.

The elder Xilaifeng said angrily: "Master Zhuo's nephew, you deliberately destroyed the sacred door relic, what do you want to do?"

"Isn't it just a chair? Master, his old man didn't say that this is a sacred object." Zhuo Rusui raised his head and looked at him expressionlessly: "I was so happy when I went out that day. This chair is broken, many people have seen it with their own eyes, what's wrong? "

The elder Xilaifeng couldn't help but say that Zhuo Rusui is not an ordinary disciple of Qingshan, not to mention the realm and talent, only to say that he is a disciple of the former head of the real person, this sentence is extremely difficult to respond ...

Fang Jingtian said indifferently: "That's right, this is a chair, it doesn't matter."

Today, the real person of Guangyuan was defeated by his men. No one from Qingshan Jiufeng was qualified to compete with him for the position of the leader of the Qingshan Mountain. Without that chair, wouldn't he be the leader?

"Is there any chair that can be used as the head, but you don't even have Chengtianjian, what are you qualified to be the head?"

A calm and even indifferent voice rang at the peak.

The disciples of Qingshan were in an uproar and looked at them in succession.

Some young disciples learned that Zhao Layue, the Lord of the God's End, spoke after pointing.

These young people have heard of the story of Shenmofeng, but they did not know her style at that time. She couldn't help but be surprised. She thought she was so tough!

The elders of various peaks and representatives of various factions were very calm, and even had a feeling that they had finally begun.

How could the people at the end of God's Peak let Fang Jingtian be the master of Qingshan.

Fang Jingtian's eyebrows fluttered slightly, looking at her with a smile instead of saying, "Sister and sister are not convinced?"

Zhao Layue said: "Of course."

Fang Jingtian's eyes flicked across the elders and disciples of each peak, and said slowly: "Who else is not convinced?"

"Uncle Shi ... I haven't put down my hand yet." Zhuo Rusui said with his right hand innocent.

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Zhao Layue is the master of God's last peak, a real-life disciple of Jingyang Reality ... Well, her relationship with Jingyang Reality is more complicated.

Zhuo Rusui is the most loved disciple of the former head of real person Liu Ci.

Their position in the nine peaks of Qingshan Mountain was very special. Now that they have become the true powerhouses at the peak of breaking the sea, they are even more extraordinary.

And they are very young.

In the history of Qingshan Sect, they can be ranked in the top three at the speed of the practice of breaking through the border.

There is also a real person in Jingyang.

They are the future of Qingshan Sect, and they are now.

At the same time, they stood up against Fang Jingtian becoming the leader of Qingshan, which will inevitably affect the attitude of many Qingshan disciples, and they have sufficient strength in themselves.

The sky peak is quiet.

Real person Guangyuan did not want the Qingshan dispute to fall into the eyes of those outsiders, and said seriously to Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui: "The Qingshan Sect really needs a head."

Zhao Layue said blankly, "He is not dead yet."

Zhuo Rusui followed and said, "What's the hurry?"

Everyone knows that they are talking about Jing Jiu.

The problem is that Jing Jiu has been sleeping in Chaoge City for more than a hundred years.

The elder Xilaifeng said sharply: "This is the charter negotiated by the Qingshan Conference last year. You suddenly objected at this time, what is it?"

Zhao Layue said with a blank expression: "I was closed at that time."

Zhuo Rusui followed and said, "I'm retreating."

Zhao Layue said: "I naturally do not recognize the good things you discussed."

Zhuo Rusui followed and said, "I don't recognize it."

The elder Xilaifeng couldn't help but say, "Master Zhuo's nephew, you can't represent Tianguangfeng, whether you recognize it or not is not important."

Zhuo Rusui bowed his eyes and said, "I know that many of the disciples in Tianguang Peak have been bought by you ... but I think some people will always support me?"

Listening to this, many eyes fell on the people of Tianguangfeng.

Guo Nanshan sighed and said, "It's all up to you."

Elder Mochi sighed: "You ... you ... ye ... say ... say ... yeah."

Zhuo Rusui looked at the innocent Xi Laifeng elder and said, "Look, I can't help it. The reputation is so high."

At this moment, the queer girl slowly walked a few steps toward the field, and said softly to the Fang Jingtian section: "It stands to reason that this is the Qingshan Sect's business, and those of us expatriates should not say anything , But the whole spiritual circle knows that the real person in Jingyang is my husband. I, a student, always have to ask, sir, he tried his best for the mourning of the Qingshan princes. I have to choose a new head, where is this gentleman? "

This sentence is really difficult to answer, Yuanqu secretly praised, worthy of being a master of chess.

Lu Guogong also spoke without hesitation, said in an old voice: "This is not bad. The court has always respected the Qingshan Sect, but everyone in the world knows that the real person is the uncle of his majesty. According to the emperor's edict, he is too emperor. It ’s not an exaggeration. The Qingshan Sect acted like this. Did n’t you consider the court ’s face? Let ’s say clearly, Your Majesty is very dissatisfied with this matter. Let me ask, what the hell are you thinking? ”

This accusation was even more troublesome. Yuanqu praised it, and the people in the palace were dirtier.

Immediately afterwards, Guocheng Temple and Xuanling Sect naturally raised their own doubts, and only Daze remained silent with several other denominations.

Fang Jingtian looked in the direction of the song city, and his silver eyebrows fluttered slightly, thinking silently that there was something wrong with Gu Qing's side, hoping Master wouldn't have any problems there.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Qi Niang, Lu Guogong and others, and said calmly: "This is the Qingshan Sect's business, no matter what your identity or reason is, it is useless."

Then he looked at the green curtain little sedan and said, "It is to the Lord, I am also saying this, because this is Qingshan's business."

The sound fell, and a clear sword spirit emanated from his body, spreading between heaven and earth like a plum branch, although it was not broken by the wind.

This is the majesty of the great things that pass through the heavens, and this is the courage of the strong mountain.

This is a matter of Castle Peak.

This is Castle Peak.

Only Qingshan people can decide Qingshan things.

Real person Guangyuan did not speak.

Cheng Youtian was silent.

In the distance, at the top of Bihu Peak, Liu Ada slowly paced to the top of the tallest tree, looking towards Tianguang Peak, squinting her pupils, not knowing whether it was too strong sunlight or too confused.

Suddenly, it snorted at Tianguangfeng.

The swordsmanship of the sky like plum branches came to the extremely high sky dome and cut the sky full of sunshine.

The meow sounded like fire, igniting the fragments of sunlight and turning into countless sunsets.

The false sunset falls on the peak of Tianguang.

Zhuo Rusui said with emotion: "Really beautiful."

The gray sword-swallowing sword did not know when to appear in front of him.

The sword drifted slowly in the sunset, like autumn and sunset leaves, as if ready to burn at any time.

Zhao Layue said, "Yeah."

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