The Path Toward Heaven

The cloud boat sent by Zhongzhou did not stop near Guocheng Temple, went directly to the East China Sea, hung in the sky, and competed with the setting sun.

Looking at this scene, Zhuo Rushui gave birth to the grandeur and uttered those three words.

Liu was ten years old and felt bloody, but kept habitually silent.

Zhao Layue was very calm, thinking that he really wanted to fight.

Gu Qing didn't say a word, how can I beat it?

Zhuo Rusui looked back at them and said, "You can't cooperate to say a few words that make a loud noise?"

At this time Jing Jiu's voice sounded behind Jingyuan: "Come in."

Everyone entered the Zen room behind Jingyuan and found that the Zen child did not know when he had left.

There was a little tiredness between Jing Jiu's eyebrows. Whether it was to solve the problem of disappearing clouds or guessing the relationship between Taiping and Lotus, it would take a lot of mental energy.

Gu Qing reiterated what happened on the bank of the river, and also expressed everyone's guess.

Zhuo Rusui said, "What did the ancestor of Taiping want to do, or did he want to confuse the mainland like that year, so that mortals would die?"

"It's self-protection," Jing Jiu said. "He's in the weakest moment now. The more chaotic the practice world is, the safer he will be."

No one can understand his words, including Zhao Layue, Liu Shishi, and Xiao He who knew that the real people of Taiping had picked lotus.

Jing Jiu didn't say all of his inferences.

He looked at Liu's ten-year-old black face, thinking Brother, did you still give up making this child the next you?

When Liu was ten years old, he looked at himself and knelt down quickly. He respectfully stunned his three heads and said, "Congratulations."

Xiaohe has already followed his knees.

Zhao Layue is the Lord of God's End, so you don't need to kneel.

Gu Qing doesn't care, he kneels casually.

Zhuoru was a bit helpless, kneeling slowly on the floor, but without a hoe.

Jing Jiu knew that Liu was ten years old and he was going to be stingy. He calmly accepted, and said, "Well, let's go, she stays here."

Liu is ten years old and is now a student of Yizhai, so naturally he will return to Yizhai.

He understood his son's meaning, and better understood his temperament, and was about to leave. Suddenly thinking about one thing, he asked, "My son, how about the chair I made?"

Jing Jiu said, "OK."

With this evaluation, Liu was ten years old and left happily.

Zhuo Rusui has seen this situation of the master and the servant most in the fantasy world of Qingtianjian, but it is still unacceptable until now, just like the other thing.

He looked at Liu, who was walking towards Jingyuan outside, and shook his head. "Seeing him wearing this ceremonial clothes is really not used to him, how he feels like a farm."

Jing Jiu said: "It is very good to farm at the age of ten, and I also taught him."

Not only Zhuo Ruyu, but even Zhao Layue and Gu Qing didn't understand. What do you learn about farming?

If you do n’t understand, do n’t think about it. Gu Qing is thinking about the cloud ship in the sky of the East China Sea and the conference that will start soon, and asks, “Master, do you really want to fight next?”

Jing Jiu said, "It's not now."

Everyone can see that the current Qingshan sect has a clear gap with the Zhongzhou faction in its strongest combat power, so northern factions such as the Kunlun faction will become more and more presumptuous, and even Liu will dare to move.

After Liu Ci's real person left the vacancy, no one could replace it in a short time. Jing Jiu was able to sit in the position of the head, but could not make up the link.

Gu Qing was a little surprised, and said, "Then let it go this time?"

Jing Jiu looked outside Jingyuan, knowing that the other party was coming, and said, "If I want to let, why should I come in person?"

Someone asked.

Zhongzhou sent white early.

Hearing the voice of the monk, Zhuo Rusui and Gu Qing naturally resigned from Jing Jiu and walked outside Jingyuan.

After a moment, Zhao Layue walked out with his hands on his back and looked at A Da in the pile of fallen leaves under the tower. He wanted to take it away, but did not do so. Ada looked at her back, ready to follow, and suddenly felt that she understood what she meant, so she went back again, mingled with the fallen leaves, her ears quietly erected.

...

...

Bai Zai stood in the courtyard.

Jing Jiu sat under the porch.

There is an indescribable atmosphere in the courtyard. It is very faint but clear. It may be strange, but it is not all that.

When they were in the West Sea, the two had looked at each other from afar. In addition, they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Time can dilute a lot of things, such as six years in the snowy field, as if it is a past life.

Jing Jiu was very calm, not sentimental, not even emotional.

This is something that the monk must experience.

It's just that long years of spiritual practice can sometimes make many things lighter, and sometimes they can make many things thicker. This is probably the difference between water and wine.

Snowfield has been sleeping for six years in the morning, but she always feels that she always remembers those nights, those fires, and the back.

She looked at Jing Jiu silently, without speaking, as if waiting for something.

Naturally, it wasn't waiting for Jing Jiu to talk, the kind of children's grumbling would not happen to her, and she knew that those Jiu Jiu had no use.

Waiting for the twilight is thicker, waiting for the autumn wind to rise again.

With the sound of snoring, the fallen leaves fell with the wind, and the sunset was bright red, like fire and flowers falling on her.

This picture is really nice.

Jing Jiu gave a look of appreciation.

Beautiful pictures and smart people are his little interest in this world.

She remembers the begonia tree in the well house of Chaogecheng, and he also likes to watch the begonia flowers fall on her.

Now she also confirmed that Jing Jiu still remembered those, and that was enough. She gently lifted the skirt and walked down the porch, sitting on the floor opposite him.

The white satin ribbon drew beside her like a cloud of rain.

Jing Jiu still didn't speak.

Bai moved forward two steps early, his hands across the ribbon, and landed on the ground, leaning forward slightly.

This was how the little princess Qin Guo was.

But now Jiu Jiu is not the Chu emperor who cannot refuse, naturally she will not let her fall into her arms again.

He reached out a finger and nodded her eyebrow, so that her body stopped in the air.

Time stops here.

Ah Da hid in the fallen leaves in the courtyard. Looking at this scene, I thought it was pretty good.

I don't know how long it took, Bai sat back home, restrained his shame and said, "I want to hug."

Jing Jiu said, "It's about to hit."

Bai Zao said, "Just because I'm going to fight."

Jing Jiu smiled slightly and did not speak.

Bai Zao picked a golden leaf from the skirt and put it lightly in his hand.

In the fallen leaves in the courtyard, Ada's eyes became a bit cold.

Bai Zao looked at his face and said softly, "The first time I saw you, I thought you were extraordinary."

Jing Jiu said: "A lot of people are like this, just look at it."

For example, the people, cats, and cicadas on the end of God's Peak will no longer be fussed, distracted, and go into magic when they see his face.

Bai Zao smiled and said, "But the surprise you brought to the world is far beyond my imagination. How can you ... become the head?"

When she said this, she was indeed smiling. It was sincerely proud and happy for Jing Jiu, but at the deepest point of the smile, she had a very clear regret, and it was even sad.

If it is still the case before, even if Jing Jiu was a talented disciple cultivated by Qingshan, it would still be possible, but Jing Jiu was the head of Qingshan, and it was impossible.

Because she will be the next generation of Zhongzhou.

Bai got up early and was about to leave, before saying a word.

"I know Brother Tong Yan should be in Qingshan, please."

How could the Zhongzhou faction let go of Tong Yan, I don't know how much energy I have spent looking for him in recent years, but I can't find them all.

She and Tong Yan sympathized with her brother and sister. Knowing what he thought then, she naturally guessed where he was most likely to go.

Jing Jiu said, "He is not in Qingshan."

Bai Zao knew that he didn't have to lie to himself, and was a bit surprised, thinking to where the brother had gone?

Jing Ji suddenly said, "At some critical moment, you have to be careful yourself."

Bai Zao was silent for a while and said, "Can you be clear?"

Jing Jiu said, "No, because I haven't figured it out yet."

If it is clear, but unknown.

Bai Zao understood what he meant and left.

Jing Jiu took up the golden leaf and looked up.

It is impossible to find two identical leaves in the world, either in the shape of the petiole or the direction of the veins.

And he never thought about which leaf to collect.

Born in willow head, after dusk.

The leaves are the leaves themselves.

In the fallen leaves, A Da looked at him quietly.

I do not know how long it took, Jing Jiu let go of that leaf.

The golden leaves were not broken, and they floated to the tower in a leisurely manner, and fell on the fallen leaves, just covering Ada's eyes.

...

...

Jing Jiu did not lie, Tong Yan was indeed not in Qingshan.

He is in the underworld.

There is a slight smell of burnt leaves in the air, which should come from the Styx River.

The Styx River looks like an underground river formed by magma, but it is not exactly the same. He has seen with his own eyes that a corpse boat covered with flowers is walking on it.

There are only three colors of black and white and fire in this world, both in mountains and in the wilderness. It looks extremely dull and tedious.

The river of fire was flowing in the dark sky, as if it would fall at any time, giving a feeling of horror and depression.

To the human race, the sunless ground is the most barren world, and to the human race practitioners, there is no **** in this place without the aura of heaven and earth.

If you stay here too long, even the most powerful practitioners will die and die.

Tong Yan didn't know how long he would stay in the underworld, and his face was a little pale.

An extremely striking bright blue and a few dark shadows suddenly appeared in the black and white sky.

That was the Master and his disciples ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Tong Yan noticed that there was a very small child among those disciples.

The people in the underworld are very short, or small, and the child is even younger, with soft black hair and eyebrows. The bangs on the forehead are like a leaf, making it difficult to distinguish between men and women.

The mage had a very respectful attitude towards the child, saying, "His Royal Highness, this is the messenger from the upper world."

The little child opened his bangs, looked at Tong Yan, his eyes full of curiosity, and said, "The messenger has worked hard."

After saying this, the child was brought back to the ground by the Master ’s disciples, as if he had only come to see Tong Yan.

Tong Yan guessed the identity of the child, but only silent.

The Master said: "This is the next Emperor, do you think Jing Jiu ... Does the real person in charge like this child?"

Tong Yan was silent for a while and said, "Cut his hair short, he may prefer it."

The mage said with a smile: "Although I don't understand the reason, I feel very reasonable."

As they talked, the other side of the underworld sky suddenly became bright, revealing a looming and unstable channel.

In that passage, a figure with strong coercion was moving at high speed, looking like a lightning.

There is already above the abyss, leading to the heavenly continent.

The mage looked at it and said, "This is the twelve priests. The heart is very wild and the blood is very positive. I have trouble handling it."

Tong Yan said, "He will die."

The mage said, "Thank you."

(End of this chapter)

Dear, click in and give a good comment. The higher the score, the faster the update. It is said that the beautiful wife was found at the end of the new score!

Mobile station new revision upgrade address :, data and bookmarks are synchronized with the computer station, fresh reading without ads!