The Path Toward Heaven

The cross-sea monk Shen Sheng said: "The emperor had no intention of living in the world, and only had more than ten years of life. What's the use of leaving the corpse? If it was borrowed from a real person, it would be hundreds of years. Jiedu, what's wrong with real people? "

The differences in ideas do not make any sense to argue, just as Jing Jiu rarely said this.

Naturally, the Emperor God will not argue with the cross-sea monk. He looked at him and asked, "Did you serve him in the past?"

A mocking smile appeared on the face of the crossing monk, saying, "The brothers who served the real people were killed by you afterwards. The cleaning in the temple has continued for thirty years. If I had served the real people, you thought you could still Live till now? "

The ringing bells of Luzen Temple are as if they are outside the world, but in the event of such things, they will also become Shura field.

The Emperor of the Gods of God did not say why the Taiping real man failed, nor did he say anything about the follow-up, but the few words of the monk crossing the sea already made people think of how many people died in the Guocheng Temple that year, and how **** the picture was.

腊 Zhao Layue looked indifferent and took it for granted.

At the age of ten, Salix was a little bit emotional, and asked, "Why do you continue to follow the Taiping patriarch?"

"I was just an inconspicuous little monk in the temple at that time. I had not been bullied, but no one would notice me and there was no sense of existence."

The crossing monk looked out of the Zen room, and said with nostalgia, "One day I swept leaves in the Tallinn and met the abbot. He asked my name, what scriptures I have learned, what do I understand now, and what I don't understand. Sweep the leaves with me all afternoon. "

Tamarix was ten years old when she remembered the lecture nights in the vegetable garden.

If it is an ordinary person, or you will ask the cross-sea monk, because of such an encounter, you swear to follow Taiping, join the Bu Lao Lin, and even after you become a generation of great virtue monks, do you still remember?

He didn't ask, and Zhao Layue didn't ask because they all understood why.

Whether it is Dao, Sword, or Zen, it is the mind after all.

I just cultivated my heart, some cultivated my heart, and some cultivated my heart.

In the Zen story, mortals are most familiar with flags, but some people still mistakenly believe that the last sentence is about men and women.

Naturally not.

I am not saying that the relationship between men and women is too small, but that it is too singular to support the sky, let alone the road.

The Emperor God asked: "You have been shut up for the past three days, why are you willing to speak at this time?"

Monk Haidu looked at Zhao Layue and Liu at the age of ten, and said, "You are the vein of God's End Peak, and the descendants of Jingyang, I said to tell you how you lost this time, and then ..."

腊 Zhao Layue said blankly: "Time will keep proving that he is right?"

Xi Duhai Monk smiled and said, "No, real people will prove for themselves."

After saying this, he closed his eyes and lost his breath.

杀死 In order to kill Jing Jiu, he used Prajna ’s palm to give up his body, and lost all his meditation. He would die within ten days, not to mention that all the meridians were broken by the emperor's palm. It was not easy for him to persist until Zhao Layue and Liu returned when they were ten years old. At this time, he closed his eyes and laughed, very calmly.

的 The monk from Guocheng Temple came over and carried away the monk's body, and the Zen room became quiet again.

Zhao Layue walked to the couch, looking at Jing Jiu's pale face, and said, "If the cross-sea monk didn't lie, then the key lies in that immortal."

The Emperor of God said: "His physical injury has been suppressed, but the immortal can not be eliminated, only to see when he can wake up."

The powerful Tongtong Heaven Realm is already extraordinary, the physical body is not afraid of the wind, and the recovery ability is also very strong. Coupled with the sense of heaven, it is difficult to be killed. For example, the ancestor of Xuanyin first slammed the head with the Emperor, and was penetrated by Liu Ci's real person, but if it was not that sword with the murderous spirit of Qingshan Sword Formation, it would not be nearly dead.

Of course, Jing Jingjiu's realm is much worse, but his body is very special. He is comparable to the Heavenly Powerful and difficult to be killed.

Zhiyin San's plan is very detailed and extremely clever. He actually took the immortal maggot he held in his left hand as a real fatal blow.

The immortal knowledge left by the white-bladed immortal in Xianzhu has been worn away by Jing Jiu's scriptures, but the last trace remains.

If Jing Jiu could not suppress that immortal knowledge, he would not be able to wake up and be killed by back-bite.

The question is, how could he feel the danger of waking up because he was sleeping because he was affected by immortality after being seriously injured?

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Wu Zhuoru woke up first.

He opened his arms subconsciously, but held an empty space, only to find that the small stone tower was no longer with him.

He walked out of the Zen room and asked the monk at Guocheng Temple to find the Baishan Zen room by the Tallinn.

I looked at Jingu Jiu who was still awake. He was a little surprised. After knowing what happened, he smiled and said, "I have nothing to worry about, and it depends on how I do it."

After asking the meeting, Liu Ci wrapped countless swords in Jing Jiu's left hand, so that the breath of Xianyu Li could not be leaked.

Bian Zhuoru is a close disciple of Liu Ci, and Cheng Tianjian's cultivation is naturally profound, and he can do it with confidence.

I walked over to the couch, he called out the flying sword, flying around Jing Jiu's left hand, and brought out countless rays of light.

Yan Guangsi bound Jing Jiu's left hand, getting tighter and tighter, and ended up with a knot.

That is, at the moment when the knot was formed, Jing Jiu shot countless rays of light in his left hand, transcending the immortality!

Wu Zhuoru groaned at the age and was directly taken by Zhen to the Tallinn outside the zen room. He rolled on the ground more than 20 times until he hugged the familiar little stone tower before stopping.

The God Emperor retracted the wing of fire that isolated the fairy air and shook his head.

腊 Zhao Layue walked to the bed, stretched out her hands like lightning, and held Jing Jiu's left hand tightly.

More than a dozen invisible swords were born from her earlobe, hair ends, and clothes horns, which cut the air and filled the Zen room with a strong sense.

She wants to use her own invisible sword body to wrap the immortal scent that overflows from that fairy tale.

The rays of light shot out between Jing Jiu's fingers and between her fingers, illuminating her face and clear black and white eyes.

Her face turned paler and paler, until finally unable to support her, spit a blood, and had to let go of her hand.

Tamarix said at the age of ten: "I will not try."

He has learned both Qingshan Jiandao and Xihai swordsmanship, but now the most powerful thing is the magical skills of blood demonism. What is the difference between using magical skills to deal with immortality and seeking death?

Wu Zhuoru said, "Have a hurry up, Master."

腊 Zhao Layue said: "It has been transmitted that the real person in charge can arrive tomorrow."

Wu Zhuoru thought that three days had passed. Why did Master arrive so slowly? Even if Master Yu Jian is notoriously slow, it won't take three days. Then he thought that Master had a sword for thousands of miles and seriously injured Xuanyin's ancestors. This inevitably also consumed a lot of Jianyuan's hard work, and he needed to adjust his interest and cultivate to set off.

As far as he can think, Zhao Layue can naturally think too, but what she doesn't understand is that the real person in charge can't get there.

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Time passed a long time.

Kusui Jiu hasn't woken up yet, and the fairy in the left hand is getting brighter and brighter, and the fairy scent that overflows is getting richer and stronger.

Wu Zhuoru thought that there was no other way, these fairy qi could not be wasted. With closed eyes, he began to meditate and settle down and practiced through the house full of qi.

腊 Zhao Layue and Liu were ten years old and naturally not in the mood to practice, sitting on a futon in front of the couch, watching Jing Jiu in sleep, thinking silently.

The white cat squatted under Jingjiu's feet, which was very honest, and never yelled from beginning to end.

腊 Zhao Layue and Liu knew when they were ten years old, but didn't look at it or ignore it.

"When my mother was pregnant with me, it was snowing in Chaoge City. The day I was born was the lunar month, so my name is Zhao Layue."

腊 Zhao Layue looked at Jing Jiu while he was asleep and said, "In the snowflakes, he has seen me in his mother's belly, so I was the first disciple he chose."

After listening to those long-time stories told by the emperor and the cross-sea monk, Liu was ten years old and faintly guessed the true origins of some of the sons. At this time, listening to Zhao Layue's words, thinking that she had always claimed that she was a reborn disciple designated by Master Yang Yang , More sure.

He was silent for a long time before waking up from extreme shock, and then he wanted to understand the true meaning of Zhao Layue's words.

What ’s so controversial? When you were outside the gate of Nansong Pavilion, watching you stab your sword in the sky and listening to your rumors, I do n’t know how many times I screamed at you. , I even want to call your aunt ...

He thought about these things, but what he said was not the same: "My name is Liu ten years old, because when my son met me, I was just ten years old."

腊 Zhao Layue said: "If you were three years old when he met you, would you call Liu three years old?"

Tamarix was ten years old and thought that if the son was summer when he saw you in the mother's womb in Chaoge City, would you call him Zhao Dashu?

I do n’t think so.

He was thinking about the journey from the vegetable garden to Ozawa, and he asked in his heart, "What was it like when you first faced the ancestor alone?"

腊 Zhao Layue thought about it and said, "I'm scared."

There are few people in the world that can make her feel scared.

But the real person of Taiping is the ancestor of Qingshan, the figure in the book, and the portrait is still hanging in that small building to this day.

She is a disciple of Qingshan. At that time, Yu Jian pursued and killed her with a single breath, and she never stopped. At this time, she calmed down and thought about these things.

She looked at Jing Jiu in her sleep, knowing that he just wanted to make herself afraid, so she could face her true heart.

After leaving Guocheng Temple three days ago, she wanted to understand two issues.

Kusui Jiu will leave her outside the Zen Hall, in order to let her chase the real people of Taiping, not let him leave.

In the past few years, she was already able to break into the middle of the field, but Jing Jiu didn't allow it because she wanted to find her own way.

Everyone is different, and everyone's path is naturally different.

Just as she is also very good at inferring calculations, but cannot follow the old road of Taiping and Jingyang, it is easy to reach the end of the road.

Kusui Jiu didn't allow her to break through, so she asked her a question.

There is no real answer to this question. Until she ignores Jing Jiu's opinion and chooses to break through the situation, the question will be solved naturally.

This means that neither Jiu Jiu nor Jingyang can influence her choice.

She was born in Xiaoxue, Chaoge City, and she practiced silently at Jianfeng, all with the meaning of Jingyang. Really at this moment, she no longer paid attention to Jingyang's real person's intentions, cut off his favorite long hair, forcibly broke the ground, and truly became a complete self.

腊 Zhao Layue should have a messy short hair, she should be brave and advanced, regardless of it.

This is the answer Jing Ji wants her to find.

Zhao Zhaoyue looked at Liu at the age of ten, thinking what kind of path would you choose in the future?

When Liu was ten years old, she didn't know what she was thinking, and never thought about what path she should choose. Facing her sight, she worried and said, "What if the son can't wake up, or the fairy is really outbreak? ? "

腊 Zhao Layue thought about it seriously and said, "I will be this thing and it hasn't happened in years."

At the age of ten, Tamariagi was silent for a while and said, "I may not be able to do it."

Zhao Zhaoyue suddenly asked, "Why did he live in your house when he went to your village?"

Tamariu said at the age of ten: "Later, I asked my son, and he said that the first time he saw me, he saw that my bones were strange and talented ..."

Zhao Layue said, "Fun."

Tamariu asked at the age of ten, "Where is it interesting?"

腊 Zhao Layue said, "It's not clear."

Baishan Zen room is very quiet.

The Emperor God stood in front of the statue of Buddha, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wu Zhuoru was greedily absorbing the immortal leaking from the gap between Jing Jiu's fingers. Although it was an empty state with closed eyes and meditation, the corners of his lips could not help rising ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ seemed very happy.

腊 Zhao Layue talked to Liu at the age of ten, and the communication was not particularly smooth. If they changed to other people, they might feel a little embarrassed. They are quite natural. This is the first time they talk and chat so casually, but this is interesting enough.

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Xiao Xiaohe stood outside the gate of Guocheng Temple and looked at the familiar monk. He wanted to step forward to ask, but hesitated.

They have lived in the vegetable garden for many years and are familiar with the monks in the temple. It is very easy to enter the temple on weekdays, but today something happened in Guocheng Temple, even those officials who came to Hong are stopped. Outside, she is no exception.

A young man walked past her and walked towards the temple gate.

Xiao Xiaohe was surprised to recognize who the other party was.

The man wears a hat on his back, which is a little bit larger than a normal hat, and his eyebrows are a little lighter than ordinary people.

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(It took me half a year to build up courage and decided to go for wisdom teeth today ... After listening to the chief doctor, hesitated for a long time, and finally made a deserter. Wisdom teeth are correct, that is, they ca n’t be blocked by bones. If If you want to pull it, you will have to break the flesh and open the bones. I am afraid that at this time, I am sitting at home at my reflection.)

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