The Path Toward Heaven

The man on the stone couch has been dead for many years. The belt made of Hades is completely decayed, broken into pieces, but the body is not rotten. Under the broken silkworm clothing, there are cracks everywhere, like ink. The old blood stains were painted on it, looking a little weird.

Regardless of Qingshan, Zhongzhou, Dazao, etc., the first step of spiritual practice is to forge the body. The higher the state of the body, the stronger the body. The so-called death of a human being is a very rare case where the body is still not rotten for more than 20 years without special treatment, and it is not known how high the person ’s realm was before his death.

Kusui Jiu did not release the iron sword behind him, stretched out his fingers to draw dozens of dotted lines around the cave, and set up a small sword array with the Chengtian sword method. Because of the lower realm and the conflict with Cheng Tianjian's fate, this sword array is naturally far less than the one under Liu Ci's shed skin in Yunmeng Mountain, but it is also strong enough.

After doing these things, he sat down on the futon, resting his hands on his knees quietly, his left hand was slightly released, a tiny gap appeared between the five fingers, and a pale golden light overflowed from the fingers. Going out of the cave, but trapped by the sword array, unable to leave.

仙 This immortality is only one thousandth of the total immortality in the immortal immortal. With his current state of control, he still has some hardships, and his face suddenly turns pale.

知道 He knew he had to speed up and release a godly thought on the corpse.

The corpse came into contact with his divine thought, and suddenly it shook as if to be resurrected.

当然 This is of course an illusion. Jing Jiu is replacing the dead body with his own thoughts, trying to force out those things that were suppressed in the heart of Dao.

It didn't take long, and more than a dozen light spots floated from the wound on the body surface of the corpse.

If you look closely, you will find that the light spots are also light golden, and they are actually fragments, but because they are too subtle, they look like light spots.

Jing Jiu raised his right hand and smoothed out the immortal air flowing from the immortal fairy, spreading it evenly in the air in front of him, forming a pale golden flake, and then using the sword array to push those light spots into this pale golden On the sheet, it looks like a craftsman is trying to set jade on gold foil.

The fragments fell on the thin layer of fairy air, but with a slight tremor, they restored peace, even more calm than in the corpse.

I saw this scene, Jing Jiu confirmed his conjecture more, but did not stop moving, and continued to look at the thin layer of fairy gas.

His eyes were always calm, his eyes were clear, like the water in a well, but suddenly he became brighter.

I don't know if the immortality and debris are reflected in the depths of the eyes, or whether he is radiant and glorious, in short, like a deep sun suddenly gave birth to a round of sun.

In a sense, he is the innate invisible sword body, and his eyes are the natural sword eye.

Under these eyes, nothing can hide.

I don't know how long I watched, Jing Jiu slowly closed her eyes, raised her left hand to recover the immortal air, and at the same time those light spot fragments also returned to the corpse.

This immortal qi is only one thousandth of the amount of immortal qi in Xianji. He is still very dangerous to do so. After all, Liu Ci is not around, and Ada is still by the pond.

没有 He did not open his eyes, began to meditate to reply, and then suddenly there were countless meteors in the darkness.

That is not a real meteor, but a flying fairy sword.

Thousands of flying swords burned between the stars and caught fire.

This is a picture he has seen with his own eyes. (Note)

He said to Hades in the town's magic prison.

In addition, he also saw a lot.

Then he found that there was a line in his body that was touching him.

At the other end of the line was nothingness.

The nihilism in the Pleiades is not the real nihilism, but the invisible world, or the extremely high, or the level is too low.

那些 In those worlds, even the speed of light is very low.

He looked back and found that the void was where he came from, that is, the heavenly continent.

Wu Feisheng still had problems.

The smoky clouds at the end of God's End failed to completely cut off all the dust.

The line can be said to be a cause and effect, and it can also be said to be a stale air remaining in his body.

Someone didn't want him to leave.

He didn't care, he was going to cut the line, made a few magpies and sent them back to Qingshan, then went to other worlds.

He will find a way to dispel the turbid gas while traveling, and hope to see more scenery.

It's difficult for Jian Jian to cut himself, so he uses Fuji sword.

Both physically and mentally.

When the sword fell, the attack came at the same time.

The tens of thousands of flying swords in the distant starry sky turned into a gorgeous firework in his eyes.

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Kukai opened his eyes and remained silent for a while.

The immortal qi in Changsheng Shengxian is exactly the same as the residual qi debris in the corpse.

It can be determined that the sneak attack on him is the White-Blade Immortal of the Zhongzhou School, which is now called the Bai Xianren in the monastic world of Chaotian Continent.

He stood up, looked at the man on the couch and said calmly, "Her ancestor was stiff."

He Taiping learned the practice of hot pot from Yizhou that year, but he did n’t learn how to do it. He just learned a few Yizhou dialects.

I didn't expect it to finally be useful today.

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The snow is still falling in Laoshan Village, but it has not accumulated for the time being. The children in the village do not like snow as much as the children in the city, so there is no one by the pond.

腊 Zhao Layue hugged the white cat tightly, stood in the snow and looked at the road to the village entrance, his eyes did not blink.

Until Jing Jiu's figure appeared, her tight body finally relaxed, and the white cat finally felt looser.

Kusui Jiu came to her and said, "Go."

腊 Zhao Layue wanted to ask him if he had met the friend, but he didn't dare to ask the question. Seeing that he still clenched his left hand, he asked tentatively, "Go to Guocheng Temple?"

"I said I was going to ask a friend for help."

When I reached Yunji Town again, the iron sword rose through the air, and soon entered Nanhe City, from Chaonan City to the east along the muddy water all the way to Moqiu.

The speed of Iron sword is really fast, it can even be said to be beyond imagination.

Correspondingly, the oncoming wind is naturally terrible. Even the ordinary wildland powerhouse will be blown away and fall directly.

Kusui Jiu stood at the head of the sword, looking at the satin-like ocean in the far distance, her hair drifted slightly, and her expression was calm, as if the fairy in the painting was about to be resurrected.

腊 Zhao Layue hugged the cat and sat at the back, looking down at the precipitous peaks and plains like the white felt that kept flashing below, thinking this was too fast.

Jianguang flashed through the sky, shocking many practitioners and monsters, but watching the horrible speed of the flying sword and feeling the undisguised Qingshan sword meaning, everyone thought that it was the Qingshan elder who broke the sea. How dare you spy, occasionally when a practitioner meets in the sky, he hurries away and salutes him.

This kind of misjudgment saves a lot of trouble. If one knows that the person on the iron sword is Jing Jiu, because the immortal immortal may not really have any trouble, those evil masters and monsters may not be able to see that. The terrible hairy white cat.

A loud noise!

A cloud of white air flow appeared in the sky above Qi Moqiu, and the air flow was connected up and down to form a hollow circle.

Stuck in the middle of the circle, the black iron sword appeared.

Xie Tiejian reduced the speed and height, the ground was much closer, and the scenes and people in the picture were much clearer. Moqiu is near the East China Sea. The climate is warm and humid, but without the scorching heat, and the land is fertile. Even in winter, there is still no snow on the ground, and some fields even have green crops. Large areas of farmland are divided into countless color blocks according to color. It is very pleasing to see from the sky. Compared with those snowy mountains, the peaks are less wild and more peaceful.

In the middle of the vast expanse of farmland, there is a straight avenue leading to the temple and temple built in front of the mountain.

There is a lot of cars parked on the avenue, there are many temporary shelters, and even people sleeping on the floor can be seen.

These are all patients who came to seek medical treatment from Guocheng Temple. Many monks in simple monk clothes walked between them.

The iron sword fell in front of the woods in front of Guocheng Temple.

The white cat jumped out of Zhao Layue's arms, separated on the ground with his four feet apart, his back sank, and stretched a sincere lazy waist.

Kusui Jiu reached up and put it on his shoulders. He felt a little uncomfortable and climbed up again.

Looking at the eaves of the Huangsi Temple, Zhao Layue asked: "Healer of the healer, Doer of the monk, I can understand, but will it delay practice?"

Kusui Jiu said: "The Zen practice is the mind. For monks who practice this way, this is spiritual practice, which is better than death reading."

"It seems reasonable for this little boy to be famous ..."

The monks from the Manggucheng Temple came forward with a smile.

Xiu Xiu was successful, Jing Jiu still looks like that boy in white, and his appearance has not changed.

Wu Zhike monk looked at his face and couldn't praise it anymore. When he saw a white cat lying on Jing Jiu's head, his lips twitched a few times.

"I don't know the guest ... Ah, isn't it the Master Jiuxian of Qingshan?"

At last I knew who the monk might be.

Kusui Jiu said.

The monk looked at Zhao Layue again, and found that the young girl was beautiful and clean, white in snow, black hair braided, very beautiful, and thought that she could travel side by side with the well-known indifferent Jing Jiuxian, which must be Zhongzhou The Bai Zaixian Fairy, the young generation of the two leaders of Zhengdao, visited at the same time. What happened?

Regardless of the temple, the priests and monks are those who think fast and speak fast. Guocheng Temple is no exception. He thought it out and said it.

"I don't know Baixian ..."

"Zhao Layue."

The prince knows that he awakened to God after being embarrassed. He was so ashamed, he saluted quickly, then turned and looked at Jing Jiu and said, "I wonder if the two Aoyama immortals came?"

Sakai Nine said, "Find someone."

The monk knows that the relationship between the temple and Qingshan has always been flat. The only thing is that the relationship between Zenzi and Shenmofeng has always been close, and he quickly said, "Zenzi went to Baicheng."

Sakai Nine said, "I'm looking for a monk."

I knew the monk could not help but draw two mouths, lowered his head and reached out, intending to say nothing more.

Xun took Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue to walk towards the temple, and the familiar monk gradually calmed down, feeling that the matter was strange.

You must know that Dachang Monk is a reclusive elder in the back temple, and few people outside know him.

However, since the teacher in the temple did not stop him, he naturally would not do anything.

I walked past the temple of Qiansi, through the quiet stone road in the forest, and saw a piece of towering forest in the Songtao array.

Kusui Jiu glanced over there.

I continued walking for a long time and came to the deepest part of Guocheng Temple. The mountains and forests here were more secluded, and the birds didn't sing. They finally saw a Zen hall.

The area of ​​the Zen Hall is small, and the building has some ancient meaning, but it is a bit new compared to the Zen Hall passing by along the road.

Knowing that the monks sent them to the Zen Hall, they did not dare to enter again.

Jiu Jingjiu and Zhao Layue walked into the Zen Hall and saw an old monk sweeping leaves.

老 The old monk was the eternal monk he was looking for.

The monk prince was somewhat surprised and asked, "What are you two looking for?"

Ji Jingjiu looked at the old monk, thinking about his appearance 300 years ago, and said calmly: "I am Jing Jiu, the emperor should have told you."

The monk Dao frowned slightly and said, "I don't know what your Majesty is with you, but I am the one who works for the royal family, and you command it."

"I want to practice meditation here."

The monk, a little surprised, asked, "Here?"

Kusui Jiu ignored him and walked on the fallen leaves to the backyard of the Zen room.

There are several quiet rooms here, two-sided pools, rain corridors around, and a small tower in the courtyard.

小 The little tower is made of gray stone ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There are some moss on it, it looks inconspicuous.

Kusui Jiujing stood quietly in front of the tower and did not speak for a long time.

Looking at this scene, the great monk Chang felt a little weird, but thinking about the holy majesty of His Majesty the Emperor many years ago, nothing happened, and he quietly exited the courtyard.

腊 Zhao Layue walked to him and stood with him.

"This is the soul bone tower of the emperor," said Jingjing Jiu.

腊 Zhao Layue had already vaguely guessed something, and was still surprised at this time.

The former **** emperor abdicated abdication and was hidden into Guocheng Temple as a monk.

传说 The legend that has been circulating in Chaotian Continent for more than 200 years is true!

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(Note: I will use the last lines of tens of thousands of flying swords, burning, time, river, and Blade Runner in the sky. I used to think that this clear tribute did not need to be said at all, how stupid to say it , But later found that some children themselves have not seen these things in my opinion that everyone should have seen, I felt that I was plagiarizing, for example, the phrase on the Qing Yunian stone plagiarism copied the twelve kingdoms ... it is really an idiot I ’m speechless when I think about it, so I want to make it clear here. The small green bottle in Luohuainan has been broken. I forgot it when I wrote it. Thank you for correcting it. Yesterday, I revised it.)

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