The Path Toward Heaven

I don't know how long after that, a voice full of majesty, but not absolutely ruthless, sounded from far away: "What's the matter?"

Mr. Bai didn't dare to look up directly at the void, even though there was no real figure in the void, he whispered, "The younger generation invites the ancestors to return."

The voice became more ethereal and lofty, as if it should never be heard in the world: "Why?"

Bai Zhenren said: "Even if he died in March, Cao Yuan was seriously injured. When the ancestors return, they can easily kill all of them and prevent Jingyang from ascending again."

The sound disappeared again after a short while.

"The Xianlu I have left is still one of two, so who will take over this time?"

The person who speaks is naturally the last ascendant of the Chaotian Continent-the white blade fairy.

The Zhongzhou faction did not know what secret method was used, and was able to talk directly with the fairy in the upper realm.

What is even more inexplicable is that the White-Blade Fairy seems to have been not far from the heavenly continent in order to respond to the call of the Zhongzhou faction so quickly.

The White Blade Immortal left three masters, three deputies and six Taoxian for the Zhongzhou faction. In extreme cases, it is indeed possible to separate a fairy consciousness and return to the Chaotian Continent, but that is a very difficult thing and requires a very suitable fairy body to undertake.

The last time the White Blade Fairy sent out an immortal consciousness, Bai Zao spent many years refining the Xianlu, and also had to pay the price of his soul flying away.

Bai Zao is still asleep now, Shui Yue'an and Qingshan Sect are staring at Sanqianyuan, and she now has countless immortals in her body. If White Blade comes again, it will inevitably disintegrate immediately, or even directly destroy the whole. Ohara City.

Bai Zhenren is naturally the most suitable candidate, but she will not be willing to pay such a price, calmly said: "Please ... return home."

The voice was silent again for a long time, and when it sounded again, it became extremely cold.

"Do you know what your request means?"

If the fairy who succeeded in ascending returns to Chaotian Continent, there is basically no possibility of ascending again.

"The ancestors care about the world and have been unable to stay away. Since that's the case, what's the difference between keeping outside and keeping inside?"

Bai Zhenren said calmly: "The return of the Fairy Immortal who crashed into Xiandao was because of the fear of the unknown, and if you come back, you have to protect this continent and the human race. If you do not return this time, no one can suppress Qingshan Zong, those sword repairs will inevitably search for the world's vitality for their use. They even use evil factions and want to occupy the soul of the Kunlun School ... If Jing Jiu really took off with countless world and vitality, what would this world do? "

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That spring rain was a thing more than a hundred years ago, and Liu Cizhen left the world for a long time.

According to the legacy he left behind, Jing Jiu took over as the leader of Qingshan, but no one thought that Jingtian suddenly went up above the ceremony of the leader, and A Piao floated from the stone steps ...

He was forced out of Qingshan by Taiping.

It was not until more than a hundred years later that he stepped into the sky in Chaoge City and drove Fang Jingtian into Hidden Peak again. This long-delayed ceremony will finally begin again.

With Qingshan Sect's undisputed leadership status in the practice circle now, this ceremony is naturally the biggest event, and all the practice sects will send guests to congratulate them.

Somewhat unexpected and reasonable, the first person to arrive at Qingshan was Liu Shisui.

He arrived a little too early, and the preparations for the ceremony were far from proper.

Just thinking about his relationship with Jing Jiu, Qingshan did not really treat him as a guest.

Liu Shisui went to Tianguangfeng, met Nanshan, Gu Han, Zhuo Rusui and others, and talked about these years.

Guo Nanshan and others welcomed him, and felt a little strange. I thought about how you would come to Tianguangfeng. Should n’t you go to Shenmofeng to meet the real person?

When they sent Liu Shisui down to the peak, watching Liu Shisui cut some old bamboos in front of Dong Fu, where Elder Bai Rujing lived, they didn't understand what he meant, and he couldn't help but laugh, and shook his head speechless.

Zhuo Rusui took him to control the sword directly to Shenmofeng.

Coming to the summit, Liu Shisui naturally took over Gu Qing's work after saluting Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue, and began to cook tea.

After drinking some tea and talking about gossip, Liu Shisui began to cut bamboo and repair the bamboo chairs that had been broken.

He is now a great man at Maozhai. He returned to Qingshan and started to do these chores. If it falls into the eyes of outsiders, it must be ridiculous, but he did it as naturally.

Even after spending a long time in the Imperial Palace of Chu Kingdom in Qingtianjian's illusion, Zhuo Rusui still felt a little uncomfortable with this kind of thing. He walked to Gu Qing and whispered a few words, as if related to hot pot.

The bamboo chair needs to be repaired, and it is naturally impossible to lie down again. Jing Jiu walked to the cliff and sat down. His feet were a few feet away from the sea of ​​clouds. His eyes were closed, and he was basking in the early spring sunshine, as if he were going to fall asleep.

I do n’t know when Ada returned to Shenmofeng, and without knowing it, he climbed to Jingjiu ’s shoulder ... on the shoulder, lying there firmly, squinting his eyes as if he had fallen asleep.

Zhao Layue stood on the other side of the cliff with his hands, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yuan Qu is preparing for the ceremony in the Taoist Temple.

Ping Yongjia and A Piao and Liu Shisui did not meet many times. They were very curious about this legendary brother. He squatted beside him and kept asking about the old things.

Liu Shisui built a bamboo chair while answering their questions with a smile.

People are here today.

According to the spring day of God's last peak, it is so warm.

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This warm day is best for hot pot.

Just like those cold days, those happy days, those sad days.

All kinds of delicious and ultimate ingredients are filled on the table, the yin and yang are opposite in the hot pot, and the mist is steaming.

Zhao Layue sat in the upper position, Chang Chen rested quietly in front of his eyes, his eyes were calm and quiet, and there was no intention to compete.

Zhuo Rusui and Yuan Qu, Ping Yongjia, and A Piao are serious expressions, and they are about to emerge from the tiger of luck.

Gu Qingduan took the bowl of clear soup to the cliff.

Jing Jiu lay on the newly-built bamboo chair, rolled over two bodies, satisfied, and took a sip of the hot broth and was more satisfied.

Liu Shisui was not at the table, holding a small sword while cutting meat and picking up vegetables.

It is worthy of the second sharpest peerless sword in the world. He does not need to use the blood demon secret method to defrost those deep-frozen superb beef and mutton, he can easily cut into thin and suitable pieces, pieces or grains and send them into the soup naturally Presents different wonderful tastes.

Various colors of tripe are cut into different flowers, and various vegetables and vegetables are arranged into a pot of flowers, blooming around the hot pot.

Zhao Layue raised his chopsticks, picked up the meat and sent it to his lips, he was satisfied.

Chopsticks fall like wind and rain, more like swords.

Several sword lights flew by, and the meat in the pot suddenly disappeared.

"Shi Yuefeng sent a lot over, why should he be so anxious."

Liu Shisui walked over with a large plate of freshly cut meat and looked at the empty hot pot. He couldn't help but smile, full of spoiled expression.