The Path Toward Heaven

Ping Yongjia's origins are questionable.

The seemingly simple files without any strange places are as clean as the former Jing Jiu, and this is the problem.

When he first entered Qingshan, the problem would naturally not be noticed, and when Shang Defeng began to pay attention to this problem, Chi Yan was inconvenient to continue to investigate, because his identity was already different.

He is the oldest member of God's last peak, the close disciple of the real person, and now he has a very distinguished identity-Lord of Jianfeng.

Many disciples of Qingshan felt dissatisfied and felt that Ping Yongjia was sitting in this position entirely by the real talents in charge. What is the ability to sleep on Jianfeng every day?

It can be a few years to sleep in Jianfeng, which is full of fierce Jianyi. In fact, this is really a great skill.

Not to mention that Guangyuan Zhenren, Nan Wang and others saw what he did.

The countless flying swords that make up the Green Mountain Sword Array now only listen to his will, and even the sword light of the heavens and the earth walks with his fingertips.

When the crisis of annihilation was lifted and the gap in the sea was filled, Ping Yongjia began to sleep again.

People thought he was exhausted to the extreme, only Zhao Layue and Qing'er knew he was pretending to sleep.

Yunxingfeng in the twilight does not look like a sword. It looks like a somewhat awkward bonsai. The passage to the peak has been blocked. The more terrible ban is the pair of indifferent eyes from a distance.

The corpse dog kept staring here.

Yuan Qu came under the peak, watched the silence in the depths of Yunwu, and walked in.

His identity is also a little special. The elder disciple of Yun Xingfeng did not dare to stop him, and the corpse dog in the distance chose to ignore it.

Passing through the steep cliffs, passing the debris that had collapsed the other day, and listening to the sound of the iron eagle from the heights, he came to the highest point of Jianfeng and looked at the cliff.

There are three holes in the cliff, and one person can sit in each hole.

As of today, Qingshan Sect has only three invisible sword bodies.

Ping Yongjia opened her eyes, looked at him and said happily, "Brother, are you here?"

Yuan Qu said: "Since pretending to sleep, pretend to be more serious, what do you wake up to do?"

Ping Yongjia said: "I thought about it for more than ten days, but I still feel uneasy. Brother, your sword is best for making sword cables, and Qimei sword is very good at repairing. Can you trouble me to lock me up?"

Yuanqu looked at him like a fool, murmured, "I knew it was like this."

Ping Yongjia looked at him full of expectations and said, "Brother, what about your sword?"

Yuan Qu said: "I didn't bring a sword at all, didn't I see that I came up?"

Ping Yongjia was anxious and said, "If you knew I asked you to do something, how could you not carry a sword?"

Yuan Qu sneered and said, "I know you are going to make troubles, can my brother still be messed up by you?"

Ping Yongjia said with pain in his head, "You don't know what I'm afraid of."

The first two steps of Yuan Qu, opened his palm directly, stared at his eyes and said: "Then what are you afraid of?"

Ping Yongjia was silent for a long time, and whispered: "When I was a kid, I thought I was an ordinary student with mediocre talents. That year, when I was named by my master and aunt to God's Peak, it was because of good luck."

Yuan Qu is very clear about the past, and said with emotion: "You were really big-hearted."

Ping Yongjia looked up and looked at him innocently. "How can I know what Master and Aunt are thinking. Until I slept in Jianfeng for a few years and built an invisible sword body, I found out that my talent was good."

Yuan Qu said with some complex emotions: "Not only good ..."

"Later in Chaoge City, those swords flew around me, and my heart began to whisper ... I don't say that doesn't mean I don't know the weirdness, and I'm not a fool."

Ping Yongjia looked at the morning light on the horizon, and his face was filled with a daze. He paused for a moment and continued to say: "Until a few days ago, Master and Master destroyed the Qingshan Sword Array, and at that moment I felt extremely strange. , As if I could know what these swords were thinking, and then, Master ... you know ... I was shocked and happy at the time, thinking that I was a sword demon just like Master ... but ... "

He looked back, looked at Yuan Qu poorly and said, "Brother, I am not a sword demon, I seem to be ten thousand ..."

Yuan Qu stretched out his hand like lightning, covered his mouth, and looked around alertly, saying, "Don't say it."

Ping Yongjia nodded again and again, after Yuan Qu retracted her hand, she lowered her voice and said, "I know what Master is thinking, I can even let Master go, there seems to be a connection between me and his old man, I really am Fear ... "

Yuan Qu stared at his eyes and said, "What is the situation with Master now."

Ping Yongjia thought for a long time and said, "I don't know how to describe it, it seems that I can't wake up."

Yuan Qu patted his head and said, "What do you say?"

Ping Yongjia was wronged and said: "But it's really like this, so I'm afraid."

Yuan Qu took a deep breath, looked at the younger brother ’s unusual face in the morning light, and said slowly, "What the hell are you afraid of?"

Ping Yongjia lowered her head and said, "I'm afraid ... I will take up Master's body."

Not knowing what he thought of, he quickly raised his head and repeatedly waved his hands and said, "I don't mean that I have such a big idea, but I'm afraid I'm getting close to Master. That kind of connection will suck me directly ..."

"Where does this idea go against it?"

A gray flying sword landed between the cliffs.

The Swallow Sword is famous for its fallen leaves and listlessness. This time it was hit hard in the process of the immortal's coming down, and the action was slow.

Just like Zhuo Rusui at the moment, his eyelids are drooping more powerfully than in previous years, and he is not awake at all.

He walked to Ping Yongjia and unconsciously unveiled the amazing fact, saying: "If you are the sword spirit of all things and one sword, the body is yours, and the real person who died is you, take it back It ’s just about returning things to their original owners. "

Yuan Qu is very helpless, do you want to talk about such things?Ask Ping Yongjia with his eyes, why is this guy here too?

"I asked Brother Zhuo to come up with some ideas, if Brother Your sword can't lock me." Ping Yongjia rubbed her hands nervously, several swords fluttered out naturally, leaving a few touches between the cliffs trace.

Zhuo Rusui looked at the traces of swords between the cliffs and said, "If you are really the sword spirit of all things and one sword, it is impossible for any sword to lock you."

Yuan Qu is more helpless, thinking you are still talking?

"What should I do? You don't want to say anything that belongs to the original owner, I will definitely not do it!"

Ping Yongjia said bitterly, "Otherwise ... you killed me?"

Zhuo Rusui said angrily: "Such a bloody and ruthless thing, let alone us, even Zhao Layue can't do it."

Ping Yongjia's head was lowered and her voice was deeper, murmured, "I know my aunt wants to kill me."

Zhuo Rusui said: "Zhao Layue will not kill you because of what you did not do. She is just observing your weaknesses to ensure that you can kill you in the first time when you threaten the boss."

If Ping Yongjia really went to Ohara City, he would have seen a bloody sword light, even if the Forth Sword was already broken in two.

This is why Zhao Layue refused to take Jing Jiu back to Qingshan.

Suddenly the sky shattered, and three huge sword boats left Yaping by Xijian Creek and headed northwest.

A sword book broke through the clouds and came to the cliff.

"The head is in Dayuan City." Yuan Qu retracted his gaze and said to Ping Yongjia, "You should know that."

Ping Yongjia said nervously: "Guru doesn't bring Master back, how dare I say where he is?"

"You ..." Zhuo Rusui pointed at him twice, didn't know what to say, stepped on the swallow sword and prepared to leave.

Yuan Qu said: "I left the sword exclusively on Shenmofeng, there are still some things to bring, you take me to tidy up."

Zhuo Rusui reached out and pulled him to the sword, drifting away.

Ping Yongjia jumped from the cliff cave, waved at the sword light in the sky, and shouted: "I dare not go, don't forget to tell Master that he is old, I miss him very much."

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Three huge sword boats descended outside the Ohara Castle, and the manor and bessa in the mountains and the beautiful lotus pond were unreservedly collected.

The court's cooperation was also extremely fast. The guards closed the mountains overnight, blocking the curiosity and footsteps of ordinary people.

Immediately afterwards, more buildings were raised on both sides of the mountain stream outside the 3,000 courtyards, just like the street in Chaoge City.

The real person Guangyuan and Nan Wang recuperate in their respective yards, and the elders and disciples of Qingshan surrounded the temple with water.

The red twilight enveloped the flowing water of the small bridge, which made the lone tomb less desolate.

Zhao Layue was sitting by the lake, holding the Fusi sword in his right hand and slowly cultivating. His eyes fell on the burning lake, not knowing what he was thinking.

I don't know how long it took, she let go of her hands, and Firth's sword was still two.

She got up and put the two truncated swords back into her waist, and returned to the Zen room through the round window, confirming that Jing Jiu showed no signs of waking up, and Bai Zao was like the past 100 years.

Going out of the Zen room, stepping on the small bridge and looking at Xilai sitting in the twilight, she raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Can you be more particular?"

Xi Lai was holding Yin Feng's body to feel the sword in between. Hearing this slightly, he asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Layue pointed to the body of Yinfeng in his arms and said: "In any case, it was a guardian of Qingshan before his death. You can let it die without release, and it is also used to realize the sword ... I don't care, but if you let the Qingshan disciples outside the courtyard See, do you think they will not go crazy? "

There are a lot of lunatics like hers in Qingshan disciples, otherwise there will not be such a famous mantra. If you let them look at the picture on the bridge, they are really bloody and face, where can you still care about the safety of the real person in charge Will rush in directly.

Even if it is the peerless master of Kendo, how can it stop the entire Castle Peak from going crazy?

Xilai thought for a while and found this to be reasonable. He took Yin Feng's body down the bridge, walked through the Zen room, and went to the lake to sit and continue to enlighten the sword.

This picture is a bit weird and terrible.

The wooden door of Sanqianyuan was knocked suddenly and then pushed open.

Yuan Qu came in with an iron kettle and a few tea cups.

Zhuo Rusui was carrying a steaming hot pot behind him, his face full of unrequited expression.