The Path Toward Heaven

Suddenly the falling red light surprised Nanzheng, and what happened next made her even more afraid.

A faint breath emerged from the bottom of the idol, quickly covering the entire ruined temple.

The silver bells on her body moved without a wind and made a crisp sound.

Who is doing tribal sorcery, so powerful?

Nanzheng is even more afraid that these bells will shock the ancestors in the black coffin. What if the ancestors are angry with themselves?

With a creak, the coffin cover of the black coffin slowly moved away, revealing a small slit.

Nan Zheng looked back, almost fainted.

I don't know when, there is one more person in front of the black coffin.

It was a small child, wearing a cardigan, combing his hair, thin and pale.

The child stretched his hand into the air, took the very slight breath, said it before his nose, and made an old voice: "The taste of a false god."

Soon those tiny breaths disappeared.

The child did nothing and sat on the coffin, looking at the direction of the green hill in the distance.

Nan Zheng's face was paler than him, thinking what it was, really a hell.

The child seemed to know what she was thinking, and said, "You're right, I'm the sword ghost, and you can call me a sword ghost boy."

Nanzheng certainly knows what a sword ghost is, but how could there be such a sword ghost in the world?

Neither the sword ghost nor Yuan Ying had the independent knowledge and spirit before the body disappeared, but the boy sitting on the coffin was obviously not the case.

"Keep me safe, don't let those beasts wake me up."

The sword ghost boy floated after saying this, and soon disappeared into the night mountains.

Until a long time later, Nanzheng calmed down a little, moved a few stiff steps to the black coffin, and looked nervously into the slit.

Nan's skinny body was still in the coffin without any breath, as if he had already died.

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There is a gentle **** in front of Shuiyueyu. There are huge peach blossoms under the slope. The petals fall with the wind. Like rain, the two girls are talking under the peach tree.

"My genius is so poorly trained that the Lord has calculated for whom the other days before, and it will take another half a year to count again. The elders who have been too far have been away for a long time."

For three consecutive sentences, she refused. Zhen Tao was very sorry, Xiaolian said slightly redly, "Sister Wintering has a weird temperament. She is healing, and I dare not pass the word ..."

In Chaoge City that year, Mo Xie of Shui Yueying colluded with Bu Laolin to assassinate Zhao Layue. After the defeat, she was cut off from the limbs and thrown at Zhao Fu's door.

Now Mo Xi is still alive and is being raised in a village on the other side of the mountain. Some people in the village occasionally go to visit him.

Zhen Tao heard her sisters describe her tragic situation now and had great fear of her sister Winter.

"It's okay." Bai Zao smiled.

She had already guessed who Winter's predecessor was, and naturally she wouldn't force Zhen Tao.

She came to Shuiyueyu this time because of the explanations of her predecessors.

That year Pei Baifa fell into the sea and died. Su Ziye betrayed. He Zan was disheartened, but the bureau in the West Sea did not end.

Through Brother Tong Yan, she knew that the predecessors in winter had hoped for herself, so she wanted to come to Shuiyue to meet her. By the way, please ask the seniors in Li to calculate the prospect of the trip.

If you ca n’t count it, it ’s not as good as a person ’s calculation, just do your best.

I hope everything is all right there.

Bai Zao said goodbye to Zhen Tao, turned and walked down the mountain, came to the bottom of the mountain, only to find a few petals falling on his shoulders.

She suddenly remembered the well house in the Song Dynasty that year. There was a begonia tree in the courtyard. He looked at her in the petal rain in the study, and seemed to appreciate it.

To handle this well, in addition to the serious problems in Qingshan, the practice world is peaceful, and Jing Jiu is so lazy, so it should be very happy.

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A white line emerged from the azure west sea.

Tong Yan walks on the sea.

Jing Jiu did not forget his promise to him, and sent Qing Tianjian to Sanqianyutang outside Ohara City, and then let the old nun release him.

Qingtianjian was not tied behind Tong Yan, was it placed in a certain space weapon?

If so, why didn't he use it in Guocheng Temple and Lengshan?

There were dozens of white lines in the sky.

Xihai Sword sent his disciple Yu Jian to the place, and took him to Fall Island.

The huge windows on the cliff side can see endless blue sea and millennium waves.

Xihai Sword God turned to look at Tong Yan, said blankly, "What do you invest in?"

Tong Yan said, "The Blue Sky."

This is the answer anyone can think of.

Without the magic weapon of heaven, who is willing to bear the price of being suspected by the Zhongzhou faction?

Xihai Sword God said, "What do you want?"

Tong Yan said, "Live."

Xihai Sword God said: "If you don't steal the blue sky book, you can also live in Zhongzhou, and you can live very well, so this reason is not true."

Those who are not good at conspiracy do not mean that they are not smart, but people like him and Jing Yang are unwilling to be distracted outside of spiritual practice.

If Tong Yan could not give a proper reason, Xihai Sword God would never mind killing him, and then sent his head to Yunmeng Mountain.

"So I won't give you Qingtianjian."

Tong Yan said: "I heard that Tai Shang Xuan Gong has a deputy volume in Xihai. After I learn it, I will ask Jian Ling to come out and meet you."

How can I live? You cannot count on the acceptance of other factions, you can only improve your realm as soon as possible.

Tong Yan's request is very reasonable, but the compensation given is somewhat less.

The sword **** of the West Sea expressed his appreciation, saying, "You are much better than Luohuainan."

In his realm, the enlightenment of the illusion in Qingtianjian has no meaning, and what is truly precious is Jianling.

If Qingtian Jianling is the true spirit of Tianbao, it is the only existence in the heavenly continent for tens of thousands of years.

This brand new life form can bring a lot of insights and opportunities to the culmination of the Xihai Sword God.

Tong Yan was confined to the stone room of Shaoming Island. In addition to the clear water, there was only a copy of Taishang Xuangong's descriptive book.

When he learned too much mystery, he could leave.

Somewhat strangely, Tong Yan didn't open the sub-book at once, but he froze against Shibi as if he heard some sound.

Just like the cave house left in Luohuainan a few years ago, he faced the stone wall and heard Qing'er calling for help.

Qinger flew out of his sleeve, flew a few laps in the narrow stone room, and said with satisfaction: "It's safe here."

Tong Yan still stared at the stone wall.

Qinger flew back to sit on his shoulders, suddenly worried and said, "But the sword **** of the West Sea is so powerful, he looks very greedy, what if he wants to rob me?"

Tong Yan still did not speak, and continued to stare at the stone wall.

An invisible map appeared before his eyes.

The map was not real, but a memory in his mind.

He is the second chess player in the world and has an unimaginable memory.

The map was painted by Su Ziye. The densely printed small letters on it are various formation methods and organs. The red line on the map leads to a hidden cave house on Shaoming Island.

Tong Yan suddenly undressed, walked to the stone wall and started digging.

Qing'er quickly covered his face with his little hand, looked at him through his fingers and asked, "Are you going to run away?"

The Ximen Sword's Shanmen large array is in the distance, and Shaoming Island's defensive formation is outside. As long as he does not dig out, he does not have to worry about touching the formation.

But if he does not dig out, he will not be able to escape even if he digs all his life.

Tong Yan said, "I'm going to a place."

After a few years, Tong Yan started digging again.

But this time he will need a lot less time to dig a hole, because he is already familiar with such things, and the place he is going to is on Shaoming Island, not far from here.

There is no light in the excavated tunnel, and naturally, it does not know day and night.

Tong Yan got out of the ground.

Qinger was faster than him. He made a few laps in this cave and confirmed that there were no organs and no magic weapon to peep. He said, "Safe ... but there is something very strange."

Tong Yan went deep into the cave and looked at the sword.

The slender shape of the sword, the breath is cold and indifferent, at a glance, it is absolutely extraordinary, it is the first sword.

Qing'er looked at the sword and exclaimed, "This sword is so good!"

This is even the best sword she has ever seen, only worse than Jingjiu.

But she doesn't like the bad guy Jingu now.

Tong Yan looked at the Hata Sword, silent.

Eight hundred years ago, South Trend returned to the Chaotian continent, relying on this junior sword, killed countless powerful men, and sneaked into the Qingshan Sect's Taoyuan real people.

The real person from Daoyuan destroyed the Daoshu of the south trend, and also snatched the junior sword in the past. Later, he did not know why he lived in the palace.

The Emperor gave the first son sword to Zhao Layue through Jin Mingcheng. In Guiyun City, Zhao Layue and Liu joined the ten-year-old to kill Luo Huainan, using this sword.

Then the sword reached Liu's ten-year-old hand and was snatched by the West King Sun. As a result, who would have thought that the Emperor God had already left a mark on the sword.

Pei Bai hair broke through the storm in the storm, using the first son sword as a guide, Wanli one sword severely injured West Wang Sun.

The Hatsune Sword fell into the dust, was taken away by the winter, and was handed over to Tonglu in the vegetable garden of Baotong Temple.

In the end Tonglu died, and the first son sword returned to the West Sea.

This sword has too many legendary stories.

Strangely enough, Tong Yan knows exactly the stories that happened on Hatsune Sword in recent years, and even relates to him.

Now what kind of new story is he planning to write with this Hatsune sword?

The problem is that there is the imprint left by the emperor on the sword of the first son, and the prohibition under the cloth of the sword god. No matter which kind he can't erase, naturally he can't take it away.

So what is he doing here? Just want to see it?

Qinger glanced at him.

Tong Yan didn't speak ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ went to the corner to sit down and started waiting.

He didn't know how long to wait.

Maybe ten days, maybe many years.

But it doesn't matter.

Just like that year.

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Just a few miles away from the cave where Tong Yan hides, there is a larger cave.

Both caves are the most important places on Shaoming Island.

The ancestors of Yin San and Xuan Yin entered Dongfu, looked at the books around them, and confirmed that Zhenshu was hidden inside.

The next step is to find the Hatsune Sword.

Xuanyin ancestor walked to the stone wall and was ready to dig a hole.

Yin San looked at his withered right hand and said calmly, "No need."

Xuanyin ancestor proudly said, "Live, don't worry about touching the formation, I'm best at digging."

Yes, the person who excels at digging is never Tong Yan.

In terms of speed, he is not as good as Jingu.

In terms of accuracy and familiarity, how can he be compared to the Xuanyin ancestor who had been forced to dig into the ground for more than 300 years by the Castle Peak Sword Formation?

Yin San withdrew his right hand and smiled and said, "Don't dig, just wait until the pivot breaks, and we'll walk over and take it."

From a conspiracy perspective, he is always the best at digging in the world.

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(There was a problem with the update of the chapter yesterday. I temporarily sent it on my mobile phone and lost all my testimonies. I'm really angry. I am more happy today and took my nephew to ski. Of course, I coded in the hotel. It ’s worth it. When I am happy, I must sing a song: Nah nah, nah nah, yes, I am the best at digging!)

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