The Path Toward Heaven

The relationship between Qingshan Sect and Xihai Sword School has not been very good, because everyone uses swords, and it is because of the reason hidden in the clouds.

In order to destroy the Qingshan Sect, Xihai Jianpai has made hundreds of years of efforts, but the real person has been watching this quietly in a higher place.

So Liu Shisui swallowed the demon pill at the bottom of the turbid water, was taken into Braulin, and looked at the files in Yuntai for many years.

As a result, Yuntai was destroyed and Sun King Sun died.

After a few more years, the Xihai Sword School was also destroyed. The ancestor of Kirishima Nan died under the sword of all things. The Xihai Sword God was seriously injured and was forced to leave the Chaotian Continent.

As a result, Zhao Layue looked at his first sentence, but asked him to find a way to rescue Jing Jiu ... this is not crazy. What is it?

Zhao Layue stared at his eyes, extremely bright and extremely passionate, just like the spring sun, enough to melt all the ice and snow.

All enthusiasm comes from hope.

——The highest state of Kendo in Chaotian mainland except Jing Jiu is coming from the west. The Snow Queen cannot wake Jing Jiu but he may.

This is a very strange and ridiculous request no matter how you look at it, but I don't know why for some reason, Xilai responded after a moment of silence.

A dare to invite Qingshanzong's most powerful enemy to see Jing Jiu for medical treatment. One did not actually kill her and Jing Jiu, but agreed to her request.

It has to be said that sword lovers are lunatics just like love lovers.

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Xilai walked across the bridge and came to the Zen room. He only looked at Bai Zao, who was sleeping, and sat down beside Jing Jiu.

He reached out to hold Jing Jiu's wrist and closed his eyes.

Only a very slight sound was heard, and the flower tree outside the round window suddenly decomposed and turned into debris falling on the lake, just like the pictures of the ditch outside the palace in the early morning.

Xilai let go of her hand, walked to the round window, looked out at the lake and trees, and stood all night.

When the morning light illuminates the lake, he turned around and said to Zhao Layue who had been standing outside the door: "I thought of 17 methods, but the results of the push show are not good, only one can try."

Zhao Layue said, "The last one?"

West said: "Yes, when he perceives that he is going to die, the strong desire to survive may make him wake up."

This method is very extreme, but it is suitable for Jing Jiu, because he is really afraid of death, and he has the ability and heritage to create miracles.

Zhao Layue walked into the Zen room and looked at Jing Jiu's face silent for a long time.

If Jing Jiu hadn't been injured before, don't say it was her. Even Xilai wanted to kill him, but now it's different.

When he was in Qingshan, his earlobe had collapsed, and he and Bai Zhenren slapped again and again in the underworld, and they were seriously injured.

The face was still perfect, and no one could see any changes, but she knew that it was no longer perfect, because a small opening was torn in the corner of his left eye.

That opening is thinner than hair.

In the past 100 years, Jing Jiu has been sleeping for a long time.

In Chaoge City, Liu Shisui and Gu Qing accompanied him.

While at Guocheng Temple, she also saw him for several years, and she took it very seriously.

"Wait anyway," she said.

"Good." Xilai walked outside the Zen room.

Zhao Layue raised his head and looked at his back and asked, "Why?"

West said: "You should know."

He returned from a distant foreign continent just to defeat that sword light.

This has nothing to do with vengeance, it has nothing to do with vengeance. This is the threshold that must be crossed before he can go forward.

If Jing Jiu could not wake up, his kendo career would no longer be perfect.

Zhao Layue said: "You really are a sword madman."

Xilai turned to look at her and said, "Aren't you the same?"

Without being obsessed with something, you can't get into the extreme.

Sword and Tao are the same.

It's crazy to be crazy.

However, in the practice world, Xihai Sword God used only two or three hundred years to develop the Xihai Sword School to such a strong level. It is a real owl-hero role, and this image is obsessed with kendo. Not compatible.

Zhao Layue asked, "What kind of person are you?"

"I am the same person as him."

Xilai looked at Jing Jiu, who was asleep, and said after a pause: "Or the same person as the former Jingyang."

Why didn't he stay for a moment while looking at the spectacular picture of world reclamation when he returned from a different continent?

Why was he able to kill the infamous trader at a glance in Dong Yi Dao?

Because in essence, he is a person who does not care about anything except Kendo.

If he is not such a person, many years ago, Kirishima ancestors would not choose him and send him back to the mainland.

"I don't want to do anything. Whether it's creating the Xihai Sword School and taking over without Lao Lin, I'm not interested."

Xilai turned and walked to the bridge and raised his right hand, as if holding up an invisible sword, as if swearing.

The problem is that his expression is still indifferent, still like a stone, so the picture that should be very interesting suddenly becomes faint.

"It's just that in our current state, we can't always jump out of cause and effect, and cause and effect are often called responsibilities. Taiping real people feel that they are the most amazing people in this world, so they are responsible for this world, everything from Kirishima, Always help to do something. "

He looked at the dark sky for a while, and continued: "After Master died, I actually got a lot of relief. I do n’t have to bear the things that I did n’t want to carry anymore. Kirishima is in the fog, isolated from the world. What's wrong with living peacefully? Of course, because I have already left Kirishima, I still have to do these things. I will defeat him and prove that Yunwu is always on the green hill. "

At this time, a cold voice fell from the sky.

"The clouds will eventually spread out, and the green mountains will always be there."

Hundreds of invisible sword strings followed the sound.

Those sword strings are extremely fine, and it is easy to break the formation of the three thousand courtyards, covering the entire small lake and the Loutai Bridge Creek by the lake.

Accompanied by the sharp sound of breaking the sky, the net-like sword strings narrowed down quickly, and headed towards the bridge, but the sharp but ethereal sword condensed into a circle.

With a soft sound of wiping, an extremely beautiful and slender flying sword emerged from the circle!

Immediately after that, the morning light in the sky became extremely bright and blazing fierce, as if the round of sun had instantly reached the sky.

An extremely bright flying sword flew out of the sun, slashing towards the figure on the bridge with an unimaginable sword.

Jinsejian!

Back to the sword!

The real person of Guangyuan and Nan Wang returned from the sea, and after receiving the news from Jade Bird, they had to come to Jingjiu to return to Qingshan. Where did they think they would see the figure of Xihai Sword God here?

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Looking at the two famous swords of Qingshan that suddenly appeared in front of him, Xilai didn't have any flustered expression and waved indifferently.

His right hand was held up all the time, and at this time, he waved downward, as if holding an invisible sword in the air.

The sky reflected by the stream under the bridge seemed to be pulled by him, and with the roar of wind, he greeted the Jinsejian and Huijian.

Thunder-like impact sounds, and the flowers and debris on the lake floated.

The two sword lights disappeared at the same time as the invisible sword.

Three swords fluttered up into the sky, disappearing into the sun behind the clouds and fog.

Countless sounds of swordsmanship spread from high altitude to the surroundings of Ohara City, and even the people in Juye City in the distance heard them.

Countless sword lights burst out of the sun and fell in everyone's eyes.

People looked at the sky in amazement, thinking how could there be so much lightning and thunder in such a clear morning?

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Quiet.

Three thousand courtyards are calm as usual.

The teachers and teachers sat in the room with their eyes closed, praying in a low voice.

The solitary grave was still silent.

There have been great changes outside the temple.

Numerous cracks appeared on the surface of the mountain road that ended along the mountain stream.

Those cracks did not reach the bottom, and even springs poured out in some places.

The cracks on the cliff walls are deeper, and sand and rocks fall from time to time.

There is a pool of water in the middle of the mountain stream, and there are many lotus flowers. At this time, the time has not arrived, there are no flowers, only green leaves like fields.

Nan Wang stood on a lotus leaf, undulated with the wind, his hair was slightly chaotic, and his face was pale.

Real person Guangyuan stood in the knee-deep water, his body was soaked, and his lips were covered with blood. He thought that Shimei was really strong, but he would rather be hurt more than vomit blood.

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Zhao Layue looked at the figure on the bridge and did not show any intention of war.

As the other party said, there is too much difference in realm strength. The so-called war intentions are only in vain. They are extremely rude and have no beauty or interest.

She was just a little worried.

The real person of Guangyuan and Nan Wang are the powerhouses of Tongtian Realm, and the joint force is not the enemy of this sword.

Even this person has not really made a sword.

Such a realm is really unimaginable.

If Jing Jiu wakes up, will he be able to defeat this person?

Xilai looked at the lotus pond more than ten miles away, and said with a blank expression: "You are not my opponent. Now that your injuries are not healed, and the sword is ill, why do you take it yourself?"

Listening to this sentence, Nan Wang's pale face gave a touch of annoyance, and a cruel expression in his eyes, cursed a swearing: "My day ..."

The morning breeze flicked the blue lotus leaf, her wet hair and the silver bells on her body, and a savage breath emanated from her girlish body.

Real person Guangyuan was not good, knowing that Xiaoshimei had a temper, and wanted to rise up and die with each other, he quickly stopped and said: "The safety of the master is important!"

Hearing this, Nan Wang calmed down and slowly calmed down, humming in the direction of Sanqianyuan.

"Do you want to hold the real person in order to make Qingshan? This is impossible."

Guangyuan real person said.

"I don't have this idea, but I won't let you take him back to Qingshan, because I have a feeling that if he returns to Qingshan, he may never wake up again."

Xilai turned to look at Zhao Layue under the corridor, thinking that you would take Jing Jiu to seek medical treatment in the world, but refused to return to Qingshan, did you feel the same way?

Zhao Layue pressed his lips slightly, did not speak, and his face was paler than Nan Wang, and he did not know what he was afraid of.

Flutter, flutter.

The blue bird fell on the railing from the sky, looked at Zhao Layue, and said with uneasy eyes-Ping Yongjia was already awake, and he was also very scared.

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(The sentence of Yunwu Qingshan uses the Barcelona Real Madrid Terrier. It is written by hand, please don't mind.)