The Path Toward Heaven

Jing Jiu did not control the sword, not because of habits, but because of security considerations.

As a conservative, as soon as I came out of the ground, I met three Xuanyin believers. I must first figure out what happened in Lengshan.

There was a lone mountain in front of him, and he went up.

The higher the mountain, the lighter the grass on the ground, from yellow to white, like snow.

At the highest point of Gushan, he sat down, and there was a cliff in front of him.

The cosmic front left from his hand, cut off the frost grass, piled it on his body and the ground, and then quietly got into the grass.

Jing Jiu's condensed breath became an inconspicuous stone. Even if someone walked past him, it was difficult to find his existence.

He looked towards the wasteland in front of the cliff. The grass, which is hard to find in the near distance, would become sporadic green if separated far away.

Then he remembered that it had already reached the beginning of spring.

The early spring is a beautiful day when all things are born, and it is also the day when the Qingshan Chengjian Conference is held.

That boy can climb so high on Jianfeng, seeing the panic expression after himself and Zhao Layue, the skillful posture of holding his head and rolling down the mountain, is indeed a buildable material, and I do n’t know Didn't get this done.

He is learning from his brother to avoid the helpless ending of the previous life.

More apprentices and helpers are always good, such as Fang Jingtian, chickens and dead dogs, such as cross-sea monks, Xuan Yinzi, and the mage who just met him.

That's why he collected Liu in his small village, ten years old, followed by Zhao Layue, Gu Qing, Yuan Qu, and the boy who still doesn't know his name.

Of course, if characters such as Liu Ci and Yuan Qi Whale appear in the apprentices they receive, it may cause more trouble.

There was no agreement with the Master this time, and it didn't seem possible to convince the other party, but he confirmed some things, so he felt good.

The brother was deceived by him.

The mage knows that he is Jing Jiu, but does not know or think he is Jingyang.

Otherwise, when he said that, the mage should laugh.

— "I'm good at persuading his disciples to betray him."

It took him a long time to figure it out, which should be interesting.

The mage is his three disciples. Why didn't he react?

Based on his understanding, Brother is a very interesting and interesting person, and the disciples taught by Brother should naturally be the same. The mage did not respond, indicating that he did not believe Jingjiu was Jingyang at all-since this sentence was not spoken by the party, it was naturally boring, and it would only seem ridiculous and speechless.

Well, Yuan Riding Whale may be an exception.

Jing Jiu found that his judgment was not completely reliable, and there were loopholes in his logic. He couldn't help but feel sorry for it. He thought that he should find time to go to Defeng after returning to Qingshan, and he would tell this sentence to Yuan Qi Whale to see how he reacted.

While thinking about these things, he had already looked at the wasteland under the cliff.

Hundreds of miles of wild wasteland, the occasionally upright weeds, and the ice creeks that still had no signs of thawing, could not escape his sword.

Those Xuanyin believers were naturally clearly seen by him.

Three hundred and twenty-two people.

At a distance, he couldn't judge the realm of the Xuanyinists. He could only judge from the clothing, there were at least ten elder-level figures.

Those Xuanyin worshippers are in groups of three, with a fixed distance between each group. They look like chess pieces on a chessboard. They have sealed the wasteland to ensure that no one can escape, even if that person can be like a well. It was difficult to break through the big net when nine Xuanyin cultists were killed instantly.

Jing Jiu's sight moved towards the northwest along with the distribution trend of Xuanyin worshippers, and fell somewhere away a thousand miles away.

There is a red gorge filled with the dryness of fire. Even if you are so far away, you can feel the danger. It is the general altar of Xuanyinism.

A few years ago when Jing Jiu took Gu Qing to the West Sea, he once passed through the sky here.

That night, he witnessed the power of Lie Yangjun at the same time, and felt a killing sight.

He knew who the sight came from.

The little sister-in-law was extremely murderous to Zhao Layue because of his father Shi Fengchen.

At that time, Jing Jiu told Gu Qing that if he had the chance, he would kill the person himself.

He glanced at his right hand.

The body has been soaked for so long by the hot and hot ground fire magma. It does have some benefits. For example, it is much softer and can be easily shaped.

From the shape point of view, his right and left hands are no longer different.

But this also brings some disadvantages, which is still related to softness.

Roneng overcomes Gang, but it cannot replace some of Gang's functions.

His right hand has been restored a lot, it is sharp enough, but it is still a bit far from absolute.

That point is invisible to the naked eye, or even imperceptible. To put it more mysteriously, it may not even be real.

Even the demon bone can't wear off this.

Jing Jiu looked again at the red canyon a thousand miles away.

The fire carp should have been injured by the Lieyang magpie.

Lieyang is worthy of evil spirits, and its power is really terrible.

Even if his right hand is restored, is it possible to kill Wang Xiaoming holding this puppet?

He again discovered a weakness in Aoyama Sect.

Qingshan is obsessed with sword repair, and disdains or is not used to using magic weapons.

This habit lasted for tens of thousands of years, forming a strange status quo, that is, there is no magic weapon in Qingshanzong.

Of course, if Qingshan Jiufeng's swordsmanship is practiced to the extreme, it can even evolve into the power of Taoism or magic weapons.

After all, it is not a real magic weapon.

An ordinary disciple from Zhongzhou sends an extra life if he holds Wanlixi, such as Luohuainan.

An ordinary Xuanyin disciple mastered Lieyangzhen and possessed the power of heaven, such as Wang Xiaoming.

But what good is an ordinary Aoyama disciple even holding a three-foot sword?

Yuanqu can go to the West Sea and cut that flying whale into three thousand pieces?

The sword rises.

Jing Jiu shook his head, and then gave birth to some puzzles. The Xiaoming priest already had a scorching sun. This is what magic weapon he is interested in, and he has set up such a big battle.

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The red gorge did not feel Jing Jiu's gaze, and remained silent and hot as usual.

After all, the Xuanyin Sect is a cult with thousands of years of history. Even if it was killed once by Qingshan, the details still exist. At the time, the head of Kunlun He Zhenren only dared to watch from afar. During the Battle of Yuntai, talking about real people came to deter the evil spirits of Lengshan and did not drop the head of the cloud. Obviously, there was some fear.

There are several cliff holes on the mountain walls deep in the canyon. After the sweltering air passes through, it will become much cooler.

The former monarch Su Qige was lying on the couch, looking at the high cliff standing on the edge of the cliff hole, a mocking smile appeared on his face, saying: "In the past, the strong sun was only the base of this large array, and it was impossible to leave where You will think that you can exert such a terrible power now. Would you like to regret it now? "

As a seventh-generation elder, Gao Ya lived in this gorge for countless years. He naturally became extremely familiar with Lieyangyu. Listening to this remark, his face became hard to look. Shen Sheng said: "The leader holds Lieyangyu, but "All the gods in the world are a great thing for me. What do I regret?"

Su Qige smiled and said, "I said at the beginning that if you borrowed Su Ziye from him, you were seeking skin with a tiger. The master is really not good at conspiracy and other means, but he can never be your puppet, because He was born a true demon. "

Gao Ya sneered and said, "You've said so many times, what do you want to do?"

Su Ziye said: "I also said ... If we continue to do this, one day, the shadow will come again."

Gao Ya knew that he was talking about the tragedy that year.

At that time, the Xuanyin Sect was rampant in the northern continent, and it can be said that it was the most powerful evil sect since the Blood Demon Sect.

At that time, the monarch's talents were different, his magic skills were universal, he claimed to be Xuanyinzi, and he was really arrogant to the extreme.

But it is too arrogant and eventually offends people who should not.

The two real people in Qingshan took the Jiufeng strongmen together to go north, killing the Xuanyin Sect, and even the ancestral altar was destroyed.

Xuan Yinzi was also forced into the ground, never seeing the sky forever, and became a poor swordsman.

Su Qige said expressionlessly: "In the name of the faction and the teaching of the Reformation, which thing is more arrogant, I don't know, I only know that Lie Yangzhen is getting stronger and stronger, only our young leader He knew the ancient secrets that drove it, so he would become even more arrogant. "

Gao Ya sneered and said, "Even the fire king in his sleep dares to stir freely, how can he be arrogant?"

Su Qige teased slightly: "He dare to **** the treasures sent by Zhongzhou, but where does he care about the spirit animals sent by Zhongzhou?"

Gao Ya was silent for a while, and said, "Zhongzhou sent out Tong Yan because Tong Yan stole Qingtianjian ... Do you think this is true?"

Su Qige said: "I don't know where the source of the leader is, but I believe it is true."

Gao Ya looked at the teaching disciples who were walking out of the canyon to reinforce them, and said with a deep voice, "Are you worried that Qingtian Jian falling into the hands of the leader will make the old thing repeat itself?"

Su Qige said: "We can't fight the Qingshan Sect, can the Zhongzhou faction beat it?"

"If the leader really refines the Qingtianjian, my teaching will be equal to one more heavenly combat power, whether it is Qingshan or Zhongzhou, always think about facing two Tongtians at the same time, what needs to be paid ..." Gao Ya again He was silent for a while and said, "And what can we old guys do?"

Su Qige said, "When Guocheng Temple had an accident a few years ago, it was said that someone saw the ancestor."

Gao Ya sneered, "If you are so absurd, you would believe it?"

Su Qige said: "Yes, I didn't believe it at first, but then I had to believe it."

Gao Ya turned around and saw Su Qige's expression of smiling and non-smiling, raised his eyebrow slightly, and then saw a token that Su Qige took out, his expression changed dramatically.

As said before, he lived in the Xuanyin Sect for many years, older than Su Qige, and knew many things that nobody knew.

"Is the ancestor really out of sleep?"

Gao Ya was shocked, but did not lose his mind. He stared at Su Qige's eyes and asked Shen Shen: "You have been paralyzed for so many years and you have been miserably cleaned up by your son. Zongli has not followed your disciples. How did it get to you? "

Su Qige said calmly: "It is true that no one is loyal to me, but there are still many people who are still loyal to that sinner. Whenever I think of this, I feel that I have really failed, and at the same time ... I am a bit lucky."

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Jing Jiu sat in front of the lonely mountain cliff.

Covered with grass, he looked like a real stone, but showed a different look as the sky moved.

Night fell, I believe that ordinary Xuanyin worshippers could no longer find his trace, but he still did not stand up, watching the wasteland quietly, and deducting and calculating the magic weapon through Xuanyin's formation and personnel distribution. position.

Naturally, he couldn't figure out the position based on these alone, otherwise Xuanyin taught himself that he would have discovered that magic weapon, and just calculated an approximate.

The stone in front of the lonely mountain cliff suddenly disappeared.

He appeared on a meadow more than ten miles away.

If the Nether Sword is used for tricks, it must be extremely popular in the world.

He found no traces on this meadow, but smelled a faint smell.

The taste was really light, just like the glass of wine he poured into the lake outside Zhao Garden outside Chaoge City.

It stands to reason that no matter how sharp his five senses are, it is hard to smell the smell, after all, he is not a corpse dog.

He just smelled this taste ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It may be because he is familiar with the taste.

In the underground lava river, he used to feel similar familiarity when he spoke to the king of fire carp.

He knew who Xuanyin was looking for, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

From the ghost fairy sword, he disappeared from the place, followed by a faint smell to another valley and another ice creek.

He searched for a long time, did not touch the formation of Xuanyin religion, and did not let Xuanyin people discover it.

As the morning light gradually rose, he came to an unusually dead forest and finally found the other party.

It was a very common weed, with only two leaves, swaying in the cold wind, as if it might fall at any time, but the color was so green.

He reached for the dirt under the weeds and touched something as hard as it was.

It was a bronze mirror with a very fine and complicated pattern engraved on the mirror.

In fact, those patterns are actually composed of countless buildings, stone bridges, barren hills and human statues.

It's just that the statues are very small, less than one ten thousandth the size of rice grains, and no one except him can see the real appearance.

Jing Jiu's fingers slowly moved on the bronze mirror, with some emotion, or no.

Did he live there for 70 or 80 years?

At first he lived in the Royal Palace of the Chu Kingdom, but later he lived in Bu Zhoushan and never visited other places.

He certainly hasn't seen those buildings, stone bridges and barren mountains.

But those people he may have seen.

He knocked on the bronze mirror.

"Open the door."

(End of this chapter)

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