The Path Toward Heaven

The falling sky light illuminates the stage-like ground.

Fang Jingtian earnestly salutes the corpse dog-no matter what attitude the corpse dog has towards Taiping real people, he was able to leave the sword prison at first, obviously got the other party's permission.

There was a smile in the corpse dog's eyes, then he looked at Jing Jiu and asked with his eyes—are you sure?

Jing Jiu said, "Simpler."

The corpse dog was silent for a while, closing his eyes again without making any sound.

A sigh sounded in the secluded underground space.

The sword prison was very quiet, and the air seemed to solidify into a rock—a rock harder than Shang Defeng.

The two celestial beings walked slowly, bringing great mental pressure to the big demon and evil repairs in the prison cells on both sides. They obviously could not hear the footsteps, but they felt as if there was a drum of war in their hearts. Loud, louder than once.

Coming to the depths of the sword prison, Fang Jingtian stopped and looked at the cell at the end of the secluded passage, and said, "The Master was held here by you then?"

Jing Jiun gave a cry.

Fang Jingtian asked: "Who is currently locked inside?"

Jing Jiu said: "You are not the master, you are not qualified to know."

Fang Jingtian withdrew his eyes and continued to walk forward.

In addition to this lonely and narrow dead road, there is only one passage in the sword prison.

If you want to get in or out of Hidden Peak, you can only go this way. There is no other possibility.

It is said that this was the intention of the former ancestor of the Qingshan Sect to set the Hidden Peak.

Put it to death, only afterwards.

Only in a truly desperate environment can one break the seemingly impossible barrier on the difficult spiritual path.

Throughout the practice circle, only four people knew that Yinfeng had other ways out.

Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing are dead, and Jing Jiu and Taiping will never tell anyone this secret.

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The scenery in Hidden Peak is very beautiful, and the beauty is not like the real world. However, what is interesting is that in the real world-to be precise at the top of Tianguang Peak-you can see it here.

Fang Jingtian once lived in Yinfeng for many years, and it was also here that he successfully broke the death pass set by Yuanqi whale for himself, and stepped into the sky among the wild flowers in the mountains.

Those beautiful blue peaks swept back at high speed, facing him the peak he was most familiar with, full of wild flowers still blooming.

Fang Jingtian fell in the mountains, walked to the depths of wildflowers, and picked up a bamboo flute.

The bamboo flute left the ground, the wildflowers gradually withered away, shattered into debris, mixed with black mud, and disappeared.

He turned and looked at Jing Jiu and said, "It's interesting. When I didn't know your identity, I thought about taking you as an apprentice."

The mountain breeze made a slight sound, passing through the hole of the bamboo flute, and made a nice sound.

This is about the fact that Jing Jiuzhong returned to Qingshan one hundred and fifty years ago to participate in the Chengjian Conference by Xijianxi.

Jing Jiu said, "Hurry up."

The next battle is about Confucianism, and will affect the inheritance of the Qingshan Sect in the coming centuries, or even more years, and will inevitably affect the entire Chaotian Continent.

Before this, you can have some long memories, some emotions, you can sing, you can have some long stories.

But it is not necessary.

Hundreds of years of emotion finally had the opportunity to express, but was interrupted so stiffly, Fang Jingtian was not very angry, just sighed: "If you are really an uncle, a boring person like you ... how could Master be willing teach you?"

Jing Jiu said: "I am talented."

Fang Jingtian was silent for a while and said, "How to fight?"

Jing Jiu said: "If you lose, don't come out."

This was originally the rule of Qingshan Hidden Peak, as long as the people who came in wanted to go out, there was only one way, or to break through the sky ... or like Tong Yan and others, Jing Jiu and Yuan Qijing ignored the rules.

Of course, even if Fang Jingtian lost this time and was imprisoned in Hidden Peak, there is still a way to leave, that is, soaring.

Fang Jingtian's eyebrows fluttered slightly and said with emotion: "You look a bit like self-confidence and hate, really like Uncle Shi."

Jing Jiu said: "Even your Master no longer doubts my identity, but you still don't believe ... Why didn't you see that you were such a stubborn child as a child?"

Fang Jingtian said: "Because I was still a child in your eyes at that time, so I saw a lot of things beside me and had to be stubborn."

Jing Jiu said: "Since it is a child, how can we distinguish between true and false and know what is the truth?"

Fang Jingtian said: "I only know that apart from the younger sister, the most painful thing for Master is you and the two brothers. What did you do?"

Jing Jiu said: "We did what we should do, no, we did what we wanted to do."

Fang Jingtian looked at his eyes and said, "I want you to die."

The speech fell, and the hidden blue sky like porcelain suddenly appeared more than ten white traces.

Those sword marks are a piece of plum.

Either a plum or a plum, bare, without a flower.

Those traces are sword intentions.

Throughout the world.

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The people of Qingshan Sect stood on the square in front of Xilaifeng Hall, listening to the sound of Song Tao around them, staring blankly at the sky, and wondering where Jing Jiu and Fang Jingtian had gone.

Zhao Layue felt light in his arms and found Ada gone, subconsciously looking at the distance to Shangdefeng in the distance.

Real person Guangyuan had already discovered the movement, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

Jing Jiu and Fang Jingtian went to Shangdefeng. Naturally, they were going to Hidden Peak, to Hidden Peak ... indicating that this battle was completely different from the sword fight between him and his brother.

Qingrong Peak, Nan Wang rarely drank, but also wore shoes, standing under the flower tree, looking at the direction of Defeng, small face full of anger and helplessness.

She knew that Jing Jiu and others had returned to Qingshan and had never appeared, but they were preparing to interrupt this matter in secret.

Don't talk about self-knowledge.

Her realm strength is not as good as Fang Jingtian and Jing Jiu, but there are other ways to interrupt this battle.

It now appears that Jing Jiu and Fang Jingtian clearly guessed what she would do and went directly to Yinfeng.

Hidden Peak has only one passageway, and there are corpse dogs guarding there. She cannot enter, and there is no way to prevent the fight from being interrupted.

The flowers and trees moved slightly, and countless fine sword marks appeared on the black stone. Those marks floated up and became sword strings, forming an invisible bridge.

Her clothes fluttered slightly, the silver bell moved slightly, she walked across the bridge and landed on the top of Tianguang Peak.

The people in front of Xilai Peak felt the sword strings in the sky, woke up to God, and took up the swords one by one, and headed towards Tianguang Peak.

Thousands of miles of green hills, only the top of Tianguang Peak can see the corner of Hidden Peak.

Countless swords illuminate the sky, converging on the sky light peak.

Everyone couldn't take care of the salute to Nan Wang who was standing by the cliff, and looked towards Yinfeng.

Indeed, only one corner can be seen faintly. There are countless green hills in the sea of ​​clouds, but where can I see the figures of Jing Jiu and Fang Jingtian.

There was a muffled noise.

The people were very surprised, turned around and looked at the beginning of the sound, and found that there was some dust falling on the stone stele carried by Yuan Gui, shocked thinking about what was going on?

The sky-warming battle in Yinfeng should have already begun. The question is why can't I see any picture, but the stone stele produced some movement instead?

Some disciples who are still short in entry time can't help but think in horror. Could it be that the ancestors of the Qingshan sect, such as the ancestors, could not see such infighting, showing anger?

"Who said you will win?"

Suddenly, Nan Wang's voice came from the cliff.

Everyone looked at each other, thinking if they had an idea, how dare they say it at such a time.

"The two guys patronized themselves, but they didn't want to think about how much trouble they would cause Qingshan. It was really a headache."

Nan Wang said: "Who knows how long they have to play? Do we just watch here? Not to bet on the following bets, it is also more lively to watch the show."

Her voice was calm, without any emotion, but everyone could hear her feeling very bad, full of frustration, broken pots and drops.

Cliffside is still very quiet, no one dares to cater to her mood.

After a moment.

Zhao Layue walked to Nan Wang's side and summoned Fu Sijian and put it on the ground.