The Path Toward Heaven

(Cosmic Front is a play and a sword. It's very famous. Where is the second form, wronged ... Everyone search for it. I won't take the data to account for the word count. In addition, this chapter name should be used before, not Avenue is another book, but it is really suitable for this chapter, so I continue to use it.)

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The upper and lower corners of the square are called Yu, and ancient and modern are called Zhou.

Qi Yijian can cut off time and space before it can be called the cosmic front.

名字 The name is really overbearing.

People in the Jingjing Garden were surprised, and Zhuo Rusui was shocked and speechless.

All Aoyama disciples know the story of Jing Jiu's iron sword.

Shi Yuefeng Mo Xianshi came to the end of his practice and decided to return to Qingshan.

He copied the classics for more than 100 years in the peaks. The realm is not very high, and his reputation is not obvious. In theory, he will only leave a touch of grief in the green mountains, and it will be gradually forgotten. But when he came outside Yunxing Peak, he happened to meet a group of new disciples who had just joined the inner door, and Jing Jiu was in the meantime.

I wonder why Jingji suddenly asked: What about your sword?

Master Moxian said that he hadn't used it for a long time, and there was regret in his words.

Kusui Jiu said otherwise I should try?

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Kusui Jiu decided to inherit the sword.

In the eyes of many people in Qingshan, this is a very whimsical thing, because Mo Xianshi put the black iron sword in the high place of Jianfeng.

And the iron sword is very ordinary, nothing special.

Jing Jiu made this decision because the iron sword was very wide and he could sit on it comfortably, and he felt that since the sword had been dedicated to Qingshan silently like Nei Mo's nephew, it should also be bright one day.

For this iron sword, Jing Jiu went to Jianfeng, where he encountered many things, such as Zhao Layue and this iron sword, and then he is today.

铁 This iron sword is really ordinary, not to mention that compared with the main sword of Qingshan Jiufeng, the flying swords of the disciples of the two forgetful peaks are far better than it.

人 No one knows what happened later on the iron sword.

Meihui fights, trapped deep in the snowy field, chills and invades the bones, Jing Jiu burns the sword element, uses the iron sword as a torch, illuminates the hole, and warms the white early in the silkworm cocoon, which is equal to tempering for six years . In the town's magic prison, the iron sword sank into Bitan and was soaked for three years in the extremely poisonous pond water. You must know that it was the stomach of Canglong.

The most important thing is that Iron Sword is often tied on the back by Jing Jiu, and is always conceived by his sword, which has already undergone reborn changes. Only the surface of the fused sword body and the traces corroded by the venom, like the soil surrounding the true body of the iron sword, it also needs a suitable time to truly show its edge.

Just today, Qilin's heavy blow fell on the sword of the iron sword.

The most pure and mighty divine power from ancient times shattered the sword dirt, like a finishing touch, to wake it up.

The cold and empty cosmic front is now in the world.

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Qi Zhuoru looked at the ground, and was still unable to calm down. The Universe can break through the unicorn's **** body and can bear the unicorn's coercion. It is extremely extraordinary and must be the rank of the fairy sword. In the future, as Jing Jiu continues to advance in the monastic world, he may become a peerless sword!

What did you say? ... this sword is not working ... ugly sword ... what's the use ...

Uncle Xun Xiao is right, where is this sword not work, or his own vision.

At this time, he heard Kirin's voice again.

"This sword ... is really good."

Qi Qilin looked at the cosmic front in Jing Jiu's hand and said indifferently, "But if a person is dead, what's the use of keeping a sword?"

Sui Zhuoru suddenly thought of Shi Shifeng's uncle Mo. He has now forgotten the name of that uncle, but he believes that with the emergence of the universe front, the name of that uncle will be remembered by many people until many years later.

He looked at the shadow of Kirin on the ground, and said seriously: "No, even if a person is dead, as long as the sword is still there, it will be there."

Before Qingshan Jianxiu died, he often chose to return to Qingshan.

Later, his own younger disciple Cheng Jian, let that sword shine again.

The sword was passed down from generation to generation, it was also Taoist, and it was the spirit of Qingshan.

The sword is the spirit of Qingshan.

As long as the sword is there, Qingshan is there.

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The white cat squatted on the eaves of the temple in the distance and stared at the picture in the quiet garden. The cold eyes were full of envy, thinking Gu Qing's luck was good.

When Ji left Qingshan, Jing Jiu decided to let Gu Qing be the head of the future. This was not important. The important thing was that he wanted to exchange a good sword for Gu Qing, and now the sword came.

Kirin and Jingjiu made such a big movement, which naturally shocked many monks in Guocheng Temple. The Zen sound in the temple continued, and the big array was about to start. But everyone was paying attention to the side of Jingyuan. On it.

"If you really want to kill Kirin, why aren't you here in Jingyuan but squatting?"

A sound sounded behind the white cat.

I do not know when a young monk with a beautiful face came to the eaves of Chenghua Hall and sat down beside it.

The white cat glanced at the young monk with a mocking expression in his eyes, thinking how could this fight still stand today if I were there?

The young monk said seriously, "But Kirin now knows you are here."

"Meow? Do you think the deer will stop? Of course not. The ugly things in Yunmeng Mountain have a bad temper. Even if you don't dare to kill Jing Jiu in front of so many people, you have to make him. In my judgment Silly Deer wanted to seriously injure Jing Jiu, and then let him be bitten by Xianxuan, so that he didn't have to carry a pot. "

"That's a good idea."

"Meow?" The white cat was very dismissive, and felt that you didn't know Jingjiu too much. "That guy is the most insidious and cunning. Who can get him overcast? Except for the master, he must have hidden other hands, saying Maybe this giraffe will be killed. "

A smile appeared on the young monk's face, and asked, "Why don't you help?"

"What is my status and status? How can Castle Peak guards fight with those juniors. If Kirin is seriously injured by Jing Jiuyin later, I might as well sneak a shot. If it was like when the town was in prison, I would I can't stand it. "

The white cat meowed with regret at the blue dragon that died in front of its eyes.

It suddenly feels a bit wrong. Why do you want to say so much to you?

It turned to look at the young monk again, this time turning slowly, as if frozen by a cold wind.

"You still do n’t want to do anything, we can't afford to lose that man in Qingshan."

The young monk walked to his side and sat down, his right hand fell naturally on top of his head, and then he touched it from beginning to end.

His movements are very skilled, as if he had touched it for hundreds of years.

The cat hair that has been touched is generally smooth, but at this time, the hair on the body of the white cat exploded, dancing in the cold wind, looking like a dandelion about to be blown away by the wind.

Blowing hair means anger, a precursor to battle, and more often because of fear.

The white cat's eyes were full of panic, and the pupils of the eyes narrowed into very small black rice grains, which could not be seen clearly without looking carefully.

It obviously can scratch the young monk beside him, but ... how dare?

I was like when I was at Bihu Peak. It clearly could shoot dead Jingji without any shots.

It was just a moment, countless sentences of the world's most filthy swear words appeared in the mind of the white cat, which could not be written in words at all.

Because its spirit is about to collapse.

即便 But even so, it still paid great attention to the swear words to himself and his destiny, and did not dare to mess with the young monk at all.

Qi Qingshan guards the white ghost, and is always known for his ferocity. Even the head of the real people does not care, but there will always be fear in the world.

At that time, it was less courageous than anyone else.

What he really feared was the pair of Shi brothers.

More precisely, what he fears most is his brother. Because brothers are more able to kill, dare to kill, more insidious, more embarrassing, more cruel, more cruel, more intelligent, more resolute, more wonderful to the top, more unbeaten, more defeated, more powerful He is very personable, more handsome and more ...

"The word personable is good. Although I don't look good on him, it is always more agile than his dead face."

Young monks are naturally Yin San.

He smiled and said, "But you don't have to think so much to please me. I'm really bad now, you can try to kill me."

If the cat would cry, Liu Ada would definitely be in tears at this time.

以后 After the brothers were born again, when they first saw it, they said the same thing.

At this time, it was completely certain. What I smelled on those papers a few years ago ... it turned out to be real.

I really like it.

It meowed twice gently, limped Sanyin San's feet, and pleased his face.

"This is really a great place to watch a show."

Xu Yinsan looked at Jingyuan in the distance, with a smile on his face.

The chill wind blew the monk's clothes, dancing, and then sent the smell of firecrackers and bacon in the village.

The story is not over.

Today has just begun.

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There was silence in the quiet garden.

Everyone is waiting for Kirin's third strike.

The sword named Cosmic Front was held in his hand by Jing Jiu, but no one was optimistic about him.

的 The gap between the levels of life can only be made up by the realm. Human practitioners in the middle of the field can never be a rival to the unicorn unicorn.

Extremely strong coercion emanated from Kirin's body, covering the entire quiet garden.

The weed in the crack of the slate was close to the ground and could no longer stand up and was slowly crushed into powder.

With a dignified expression, Xidu Haimon once again waved his sleeves to exude Zen, and isolated Qilin's coercion, so that several young disciples of Jiyiyun were directly injured.

The realm is as deep as he is. It is difficult to isolate Qilin's coercion. It is difficult to imagine how Jiu Jiu was at home.

Kusui Jiu did not wait for Kirin's third strike ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he chose to take the initiative again.

The cold and empty cosmic front broke through the coercion and passed through the air that had become sticky countless times before coming to Kirin's body.

The high-speed friction brought bright light, but it seemed to burn in general. The meaning of coldness and solitude suddenly became violent, and there was still a strange and dangerous danger hidden in it.

The flames of the Cosmic Front illuminate Kirin's face very clearly.

Those veins under the skin, which look like old roots and vines, look abnormally ugly, and those two corners look extremely scary.

Qi Qilin thought that the sword was really interesting, but he didn't care much about it.

Under the influence of coercion, Jing Jiu's sword was significantly slower than the previous sword.

However, when he was about to grab Jing Jiu's sword and then directly bombard the opponent, the sword disappeared before his eyes.

One soft beep followed by countless soft beeps.

Numerous tiny cracks appeared in Qilin's clothes.

很小 A tiny blood hole appeared on his earlobe.

极 A tiny blood hole also appeared on his nose and lips.

滴 A drop of blood was seeping from each mouth.

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