The Path Toward Heaven

As long as the time is up, the sword is naturally sharp enough, and the yellow leaves are naturally full of sky. A young man without a master can also become a strong generation.

It ’s like the end of a long and tiring journey.

The Zhongzhou sent Yunchuan returned to Yunmeng Mountain.

Clouds and mist outside the mountain spawned countless waves, and then shattered like a dream.

Yesterday these cloud boats went to Qingshan, not to mention the arrogance of arrogance, but also a victorious momentum in silence.

When he returned, he was so silent, there was no sound, and no sound could be heard.

The White Blade Fairy returned to the world and died in the hands of the Snow Queen!

What makes them even more frightened is that the real person of the head teamed up with the Qingshan Sect to kill Bai Zhenren!

Thinking of this, hundreds of sights fell subconsciously on the cloud boat in the forefront, but did not see the tall figure.

I don't know when, Tan Zhenren has left Yunchuan early and returned to Yunmeng Mountain.

He first went to Houshan, met several elders who could not be seen in the world, and did not know what to say, and then stepped down the cloud and went to the deepest part of Yunmeng Dazhen.

Yesterday in Qingshan, he was bitten by the prohibition on the Shifang Fuyao Tower and was seriously injured. I do n’t know why he did n’t rush to heal when he returned to Yunmeng.

The clouds drifted slowly, revealing the huge and terrifying figure of Qilin.

Tan Zhenren looked at Qilin quietly, his eyes soft and indifferent, and the wrinkles on his broad forehead had long disappeared.

His eyes were strange, as if looking at other places, or even other times.

Of course, it is impossible for him to look at Kirin, but that person.

——Or the cloud that has never spread out.

Once a brother and sister, and later a Taoist companion, they have been with each other for hundreds of years. They have never really known each other, and some are only calculations hidden in the deepest part.

Bai Zhenren's ideas are hidden deeper than him, and he started earlier, so he lost no wrong, and if he was not persuaded by Jingyang, how could she be counted?

Now I want to think that the Yunwu Dao Law can be broken by the Shifang Fuyao Pagoda. It should have been more than three hundred years ago that she let Kirin deliberately leak.

"Yuanmei is good now?" Tan Tan asked.

Qilin said: "Why don't you come to fake care at this time, I don't care about your family, just want to ask why you gave Jingyun Zhong to Jingyang?"

Tan Zhenren said: "I didn't give him, I gave Tong Yan."

Qilin was a little surprised and said, "You actually want to pass the helm to that traitor?"

Tan Zhenren said: "In the early days, I was still asleep in Ohara City. I don't know when I will wake up, and I don't know if I can wake up. Who can I pass to except Tong Yan?"

This is part of his agreement with Jing Jiu.

It's just that Tong Yan didn't know yet, and Jing Jiu sold him backhand from Qingshanzong to Zhongzhou again.

Kirin's eyes gave birth to two ghost fires and said, "That traitor actually dared to give Jingyun Zhong to Jingyang. Do you think I will agree to his return? Will he also agree to be his head?"

Tan Zhenren said: "I am the head of the Zhongzhou faction, you said nothing."

Qilin laughed and said: "Did you ever think that Jingyun Zhong is now in Jingyang, and you are seriously injured, can I swallow you in one bite?"

Tan Zhenren said, "What do you think this is?"

The voice fell, and an ancient clock appeared in his palm.

It is Jing Yunzhong.

Qilin's eyes changed suddenly, and a shrill long scream was made.

Not because of fear, but because of anger.

How many times does the same picture appear?

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What is the speed of using the endless immortal energy to perform the world-escape method?

The warm glow of the spring day, hidden in the misty and distant atmosphere of the waves, can instantly be hundreds of miles.

But there is still no sword light fast, even if the trace of the sword light flying has become a little skewed, unlike the sky and the sky at the beginning, going straight.

Guocheng Temple is very close to the East China Sea.

When Tong Yan answered Lord Shui Yue'an's first question, Bai Zhenren came to the temple with the sunlight, turned into mist in the pine forest, and then appeared in front of a Zen room.

This meditation room is called Baishan, and it was the place where Taiping real people and Xuanyin ancestors listened.

Yesterday Taiping was dead, Xuanyin ancestor died, the head of Guocheng Temple lecture hall was dead, she was still alive.

Bai Zhenren walked into the Zen room and looked quietly at the Buddha statue, not knowing what he was thinking.

The bells were melodious and reverberating in the temple, and after a burst of sounds, the spring light became more organized.

A few years ago, the old abbot of Guocheng Temple has passed away, and Zen is far away in the snowfield. No monk in the temple can perceive her arrival.

Those bells and sutras can cover her breath and give her a short break.

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There is a vegetable garden outside Guocheng Temple.

There are abandoned houses in the vegetable garden.

There is only half of the pickle jar in the house.

Jianguang flashed across the cliff.

A small round hole was left on the yellow wall of the temple.

There was a breeze in the back kitchen.

Several cracks appeared in the stone beast in a large hall.

The stone tower in the quiet garden was illuminated by sword light.

Jing Jiu appeared in shape, reached out to touch the stone tower, and looked out to the heavy palace outside.

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The bell soon stopped.

The Jing Sheng continued for a long time.

I do n’t know if it ’s the chance of Zen, or how I felt about the huge changes in the world yesterday. Today ’s monks read “The Three Thousand Wish Sutras”.

This scripture is about getting rid of this world and heading for the 3,000 wonderful worlds. The last sentence is: Supreme Subtlety, Hundreds of Thousands of Deceptions.

When this verse was drifting away with the wind, Jing Jiu and Bai Zhenren met again.

There is a piece of stone ping outside Baishan Chan, and the stone grove of Guocheng Temple is over there.

The old abbot who died a few years ago is in the new tower at the forefront.

If the real people of Taiping stayed here as abbots, they would probably have their own stone tower.

Jing Jiu flicked his finger, and the ancient bell in a palace in the distance was struck.

The bell ringing again alarmed the monks in Guocheng Temple.

Several clear lights floated from the palace to the Tallinn, and gradually gathered together, such as the wind-driven cassock, it was the large array of mountain gates.

Bai Zhenren used the world to escape, and it was difficult to leave.

She didn't mean to leave either. She carried her hands on her back, raised her face, and closed her eyes. It seemed that the bell sounded good.

Hundreds of monks came over and surrounded Tallinn.

Jing Jiu waved his hand.

The monks knew what he meant, and retreated a little nervously outside.

I don't know what the reason is, he didn't turn it into that sword light directly, chopping the white real people who are more than ten feet away into pieces.

Bai Zhenren didn't shoot either.

The two stood quietly in Tallinn.

A breeze floated with the faint scent peculiar to the pine trees, pulling the white dress and the white dress.

Pappapap, countless slight crisp sounds, sounded from the depths of Jing Jiu and Bai Zhenren's bodies.

There are countless cracks on the surface of the stone tower, and the grass on the ground is turned into fragments. The Buddha statue in the quiet room of Baishan has peeled off a lot of paint in a very short time.

Even the large array of mountain gates in the sky gave a very strong reaction. The empty cassock was torn open several times, and the sun fell like this, turning those stone towers into statues on the chessboard.

Feeling the terrible breath floating in the temple, the monks in Guocheng Temple were full of pity and kept proclaiming Buddha numbers.

Those breaths were not sword intentions or Taoist Xuangong, with a clear meaning of damage, they were all injuries of Jing Jiu and Bai Zhenren.

Mr. Bai opened his eyes and said, "How much longer can you run?"

Jing Jiu said, "I don't know."

When he was in the West Sea, Jing Jiu and Nan Nan had a lot of dialogue with their consciousness in a very short time, and he and Xue Ji had such exchanges.

Today, he and Bai Zhenren are really talking.

There is no deep meaning, just because they are very tired at this time.

Day and night, they were exhausted to the extreme, and their injuries were already extremely serious.

Bai Zhenren's wounds are constantly flowing with golden light. If Xianlu did not protect Dao Xin, she would die by the East China Sea.

Jing Jiu does not have anything different, but how would it be good to be hit by the fairy mortal in the tomb of Tianshou Mountain?

Bai Zhenren looked at him and said, "The reason is Qingshan Sect or Jing Family. Your influence on Guocheng Temple is greater than I thought."

Jing Jiu said: "So you should not choose here."

Bai Zhenren said: "I heard that Liu Shisui has lived here for many years, your brother has been abbot here for many years, and your brother and sister are buried here."

Jing Jiu said: "Not bad."

Bai Zhenren said: "Come here, do you remember a lot of past events? Then have you ever thought about it, only the dying people will be like this."

Jing Jiu said, "Where does your faith come from?"

Bai Zhenren looked at the spring day in the sky and suddenly asked, "What do you think it is?"

When asked about the meeting, Jing Jiu went to Qingtianjian.

He was accompanied by many young geniuses, such as how to hang, and how to hang the buddy friend Jiang surnamed Jiang.

At the drain of the poor village in the countryside of Zhao Guo, the two children also pointed to the sun in the sky and asked similar questions.

The sun in Qingtianjian is not the real sun, but also the dzi.

So even children know that the world they are in is fake.

Why did Bai Zhenren suddenly raise this question?

What answer did she want to hear?