The Path Toward Heaven

Aoyama Sect's style is concentrated in their mantra, which is the famous phrase: "Do you want to die?"

This sentence sometimes appears in other forms. For example, Liu Cizheng and his close disciple Zhuo Rusui, and now Jiu Jiu liked the lightness.

Why do n’t you be Elder Shiyuefeng? I have been dealing with things like Huacao Danwan who ca n’t speak for a long time, and I ’m calm and gentle. When I came out of this sentence, I changed the wording and it seemed polite, at least I did n’t want to The option of dying is also mentioned.

But everyone knows that this is superfluous, and how gentle the words of Elder Ho are actually tough or extremely cold.

At the critical moment, Qingshan has always only provided this world with two choices: obedience, or death.

If the Suspended Bell Sect is in chaos, there is something really wrong with Chen Zongzhu, and as the guardian of the order of Tiannan practice, Qingshan Zong must do something.

That means that this middle-aged man named De Yuanquan will surely die whether he can succeed his successor.

Many famous practitioners have heard of this famous mantra of Qingshan Sect, but not many have heard it personally.

There was an uproar.

Many people want to come, in order to wait for the spring rain, Qingshan Sect should be low-key for many years, who would have thought that this seemingly gentle elder actually came up and pushed the old Taijun and Deyuan Spring to the edge of the cliff. Is Aoyama Sect going to kill in public today?

There was no change in the expression of the old lady, the wrinkles were like carved out with a carving knife, and the lines were not moving.

"This is my family's housework. Even if your Aoyama Sect is the leader of the right path, you must not interfere rashly."

Holding the cane, she slowly walked forward two steps, looking at He Bumu and said blankly, "Want to order the world? Is Aoyama Sect ready to learn the Blood Demon?"

This is a very strong and reasonable accusation, and it is difficult for anyone to answer. And why not admire like other Qingshan Jianxiu, not good at words. But why are most of Qingshan Jianxiu not good at talking? Naturally, Aoyama Sect rarely needs to reason with people.

"It seems Yunmengshan has a promise to the old lady."

He Mumu directly pointed out the essence of this matter, "I don't want to know those things, but tomorrow I will see the suzerain and the suzerain, otherwise who ..."

Shi Yingfeng's disciple Lin Yingliang said, "Deyuan Spring."

He Mumu continued: "... Yes, Mr. De Yuanquan, then I have to invite you to death."

After saying this, he took Lin Yingliang and some other Qingshan disciples to walk outside the hall, but he did not give the old Taijun a chance to speak again.

Hundreds of practitioners in the hall were silent, and the atmosphere was filled with depression and tension.

People clearly felt that the elder He and several young disciples were in a bad mood and were very angry.

Obviously, Qingshan was unwilling to give up his sword at will, and was accused by the practitioners before leaving on his own.

As for who will win, this is not the focus of the practitioners' thinking.

Although He Mumu was an ordinary elder, with a few ordinary disciples, he was an elder and disciple of Qingshan after all.

Even if they can't deal with the Suspense Bell, Qingshan will send someone again.

Two years ago, the West Sword Sect was destroyed by the Aoyama Sect. I believe no one will forget it for another 200 years.

All eyes fell on the old lady, wondering what she would choose.

If there is an accident between Suzerain Chen and Desser, the war will inevitably be avoided, but according to the style of the old lady, it should not be done absolutely from the beginning.

Old Taijun's expression remained unchanged, and he could not see any hesitation and concession.

People think of what Elder He said, and they thought so, the Zhongzhou faction still intervened ... But isn't it still over there?

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Back in the quiet courtyard, the three monks took off their hats.

The old monk sighed at Jing Jiu and said, "The elder of yours is too angry."

For Buddhist disciples, asking others if they want to die at all times, and asking others to die is really difficult to accept.

Jing Jiu said, "Why don't you not only plant flowers, but also practice alchemy, there will inevitably be some anger."

The two anger are not the same thing at all.

It shows that he doesn't care what he does.

Because of that, the Qingshan Sect is very silent, but silence does not mean low-key, more often it means that a kind of power is being accumulated.

From him to Yuan Riding Whale, from Hemu Mu to Lin Yingliang, these young disciples have some emotional problems, and their anger is naturally a bit strong.

At this time, the old lady of Suspense Zong actually colluded with the Zhongzhou faction, and Qingshan instinct would make the toughest response.

The young monk couldn't understand the conversation between Master and Jing Jiu, and was worried and asked, "Is Chen Zong and Shao Zong okay?"

Jing Jiuwang looked out to the sky outside the courtyard, as if listening to a voice, and said a moment later, "It's all right."

The old monk said to him, "Do you really want to work here?"

Jing Jiu said.

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The water of Liming Lake is very green, and there are faint clusters of white hair floating in the water. I don't know whether it is the catkins blown by the wind or the white goose looking down for fish.

In the crackling water, the mass of white hair sank towards the bottom of the lake, increasing faster and faster, until it became a white line, silent, without attracting any attention.

The bells on the willows near the lake did not sound any warning.

It didn't take long, on a small island in a very remote place, the breeze was blowing, and a wet white cat appeared. Its hair is very long, and it is smoothed by Zhao Layue and Han Chan every day at Shenmo Peak, and it shows nothing. Once it gets wet, it becomes a pile of piles, and it looks a little embarrassed.

The white cat lifted its chest and lowered its head, licked its chest, and found that it was just futile, and shook its head in annoyance, jumping into the woods hundreds of feet away.

The Suspense Sect is heavily guarded, and especially this small island is full of formations and institutions.

These formations and agencies can't hurt it, but if the alarm is triggered, there will always be some trouble.

Just like that little prince is not its opponent, but if you hold the town magic to fight desperately, it will be very troublesome.

White cat's three favorite things in this life are sleeping, sleeping on Jing Jiu's head, and sleeping in Zhao Layue's arms. The only thing she likes least is trouble.

So it was careful not to leave a footprint on the beach and no urine under the tree. But it ’s a very troublesome thing to take so carefully. Its eyes are getting more and more resentful, thinking that Jiu Mingming can pretend to be a silent humanoid self-made stone, why should he come by himself?

Just then it heard a weak voice coming from the stone wall.

"It really dragged me down ..."

"Mum, don't say that ... Grandma is a bad person ... I don't like her anyway."

"Don't talk about elders like this, if it wasn't for your sadness this time, she wouldn't choose that."

"Well, she won't let me and Zhaner stay with me, so I won't listen to her. What's wrong with the monk? Did the monk eat our rice?"

Hearing this sentence, White Cat determined that this was the place he was looking for, and that the person detained in the stone wall was the mother and daughter he was looking for.

He looked up and twitched softly into the sky.

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As the defending adult of Qingshan Sect, Liu Ada has the lethal power of the first heaven. It's just a little embarrassing that when it went out with Jingjiu in recent years, it was all that it couldn't beat, or he didn't dare to hit. For example, Canglong, such as Xuanyin ancestors, such as Taiping real people ... But in places like Suzuran Sect, it can be more relaxed. Even if the troubles you don't want to face come, the big deal is just a battle.

Confirming that he could not open the stone wall, he went directly to the most central area of ​​the Suspense Bell Sect, hiding in the green leaves of the mountain, and looking towards the building in the distance.

That's the Sui Tsung-tzu's picking star building, which has a very tacky name that can be seen in all states and counties.

The old lady sits in a chair. De Yuanquan stood in front of her, respectfully.

"I know that I should wait another two years, at least until the Zhongzhou faction ends Fengshan ..."

The old lady looked at him and said, "But I can't live next year, so I can only take risks."

De Yuanquan raised his front placket and knelt in front of her, and said, "Make the mother toil and the son to be filial."

The old lady said, "It does n’t matter if you call your mother, or you call your uncle. I never expect that succession will become a biological one, and I never expect it. After I die, you will pass the title of the suzerain to the girl. However, you have at least one advantage, that is, your surname is Germany. You cannot change this. "

De Yuanquan bowed his head and said, "It's all my mother's love."

The old lady said: "If you want to make this a foregone conclusion, you must let Chen die, and you will deal with it tonight."

De Yuanquan was a little surprised. I thought that the other day, the dead girl was desperate to force death, so you let Chen survive, and you plan to let her die slowly ... Today, the people of Qingshan Sect have arrived, but suddenly Isn't this afraid of Aoyama Sect's shot?

The old lady said: "It's easy to see the words" forcing death ", but otherwise, you must at least let the other party know that you dare to die, and you dare to let others die. I will use Chen's death to win the trust of Qingshan, and then With the surly girl, forcing them to temporarily retreat, as long as they can drag on for another year, after that matter is settled, it doesn't matter. "

De Yuanquan said, "Everything is in accordance with the instructions of my mother."

The old Taijun glanced at him and said, "You have to remember that we can kill others with death, and others can let us die."

De Yuanquan thought of the elder Qingshan asking himself, and said with a cold look, "Why don't you enter the sea and be shallow, not my opponent."

The Suspended Bell Sect is the main path of the right path, and there is a large array of gates. Even if Qingshan wants to attack, it must pay a great price, and it will take some time.

And he killed Desser's dead girl, just moving his fingers.

As long as no one on the shore of Dawn can threaten him, Suspense can drag it down.

The old lady has been dying for years, and after a few words, she is a bit tired.

De Yuanquan helped her go to the couch and took good care of her before leaving the Star House.

Not far from picking Xinglou to his own residence, he suddenly felt something wrong, turned around and looked towards the mountains, but found nothing.

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When the white cat returned to the courtyard, Jing Jiu closed his eyes and sat on a futon to practice.

He usually lays down or sits casually when practicing at God's End Peak. Rarely does such a formal and ritualistic practice picture appear.

There was a mist above his head, as if there were countless fine grains in it, which was the essence of sword.

The cosmic front and the Hatako sword moved relatively slowly in that fog.

There are countless ways to make swords in the world. No one knows more than Jing Jiu. Today he uses sword sharpening.

The two swords are opposite each other, meaning Yi as a bridge, and then motivated by the purest and sharpest sword in the world, the relationship between them will become closer and closer.

The longer you float in that mist, the quieter the breath of the cosmic front, and the weaker the breath of the Hatsune Sword.

The essence and blood left on the sword separated by the south trend and the west king and sun for thousands of years is almost without any trace.

The white cat passed on everything that he had seen to Jing Jiu with his sense of God.

The location of the island, the number and distribution of bells, the weakness of the formation method, and the cave of Deyuan Spring.

These are Jing Jiu's arrangements, and he thought that he would have to save people before doing things.

Jing Jiu didn't open his eyes, I don't know if he heard it.

The mist rising from his head was getting lighter and weaker, and the breath of the Universe Front and Hatsune Sword was getting lighter.

The white cat faintly guessed something, her pupil narrowed, and she stepped back two steps to make a passage from the courtyard to the sky.

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The dawn lake is large.

Zixinglou is about twenty miles away from where the sectarian guests are located.

The wind bell of the eaves rang suddenly.

The old lady opened her eyes and looked up somewhere, her face pale.

In a building not far away, the same ringtone is a masterpiece.

A sword light pierced the bell and came to the depths of the building.

De Yuanquan raised his eyes, waved his hands expressionlessly, and the bells tied between his wrists flew up to meet the sword light.

He was secretly trained by the old lady for many years, and his state was really deep. The flying sword was caught by a bell!

A powerful and heavy force reached his fingers, and De Yuanquan moaned, taking a half step back, his brows flushed, as if bleeding.

The Feijian had a cold breath, but it was quite wide and looked very uncoordinated.

De Yuanquan thought of whose sword, his expression changed slightly.

The wind moved slightly, Jing Jiu appeared in front of him, and his right hand point to his brows.

It really is you!

De Yuanquan doubled his palms and pinched Jing Jiu's right hand ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He didn't bother about the severe pain in his hands and the blood that kept flowing, looking at Jing Jiu's face and heart Full of anger and puzzlement.

In order to help Desser's dead girl, you came to kill me!

Even if you are a Kendo Wizard born in Aoyama Sect, you are already a young man at a young age, but you dare to kill me!

Do you know what state I am?

It's ridiculous!

Although feeling ridiculous and angry, De Yuanquan was not going to kill Jing Jiu.

The reason is simple, he dare not.

Ringtones in the building.

The bell gripping the cosmic front also began to emit silent waves.

Even the most powerful practitioners can easily be broken by these ringtones, and then the real yuan is exhausted, and they can only be grasped.

Jing Jiu's expression remained unchanged, and his right hand suddenly emitted a light.

That was not the light produced by the Taoism, nor the light of magic weapons, but it was born from his hands.

The light was a bit cold, like a metallic sheen.

A soft bang.

Jing Jiu's right hand passed through De Yuanquan's head.

No drop of blood.

There is no brain.

The ringtone is still.

When the wind rises again.

Well Jiu disappeared.

The same is true of the cosmic front.

There was a wind in the small courtyard more than twenty miles away.

The old monk and the young monk were not in a high state, only vaguely felt like something had happened.

They looked into the room subconsciously, and found Jing Jiu sitting on the futon without moving.

The white cat looked at Jing Jiu on the futon, opened his mouth in shock, and could not make a sound.

(End of this chapter)

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