The Path Toward Heaven

It was hundreds of miles away, and snowflakes rose from nothingness, danced with the wind, and then disappeared in midair. It was obviously not natural.

Jian Luyuan rides a whale in person, Guangyuan real people and Nan Wang are ready to shoot at any time, there may be more powerful people hidden in the clouds over there.

Acting with the strength and self-confidence of the Aoyama Sect, they have all put on such a big battle, indicating that the matter here is definitely not over, and it is still very big.

"What do we need?" Asked the Lord of the Wind Knife without hesitation.

Suppression of the underworld is the responsibility of all the people, and no one can stay out of the business.

Guangyuan real person replied honestly: "I don't know. The head of the house called us and we came."

The Lord of the Wind Knife thought of the young Qingshan head, and for a while he didn't know how to speak, looked at the corpses of the twelve priests and said, "What to do? I'll take it back to Yeye City?"

"No need to."

Guangyuan's real voice fell, the sun shone on the sword of returning to the sun, and it became extremely fierce, burning the corpses of the twelve priests to ashes.

Then he took out a note from his sleeve and looked at it very carefully. After confirming that the time and place were correct, he quit his hand and flew towards the sword hundreds of miles northwest.

The unpleasant song also went away, and the isolated snowstorm disappeared into the sky.

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The twelve priests of the underworld came to the world and were immediately killed by the Qingshan sect. This incident was too coincidental, and naturally caused a lot of speculation and doubt.

Selby said that the Aoyama Sect does not need to be explained, and the Aoyama Sect does not need to explain to the people in the world, but some people are always special.

In the zen room deep in Jingyuan, Zenzi took the small wooden stick out of his ear, blown off the eartips of the stick, and asked, "I didn't expect you to follow the old path of peace."

Jing Jiu took the iron kettle on the table a little further and said, "I've never been different from him."

Zen Zi carefully dug out his ears, and then threw the stick into the mud outside the window, saying, "Everyone can guess that you have a connection with the Nether."

"Can't it?" Jing Jiu's voice had no mood swings.

The Canglong incarnates into a magical town in the city of Chaoge, blocking the passage in the abyss. The Zhongzhou faction, under the name of the Pluto Emperor, does not know how much benefit has been squeezed from the Pluto.

The high priest of the underworld once projected to meet him in Chaoge City, and at that moment he was certain of certain things.

Zenzi knew what he meant and said, "No evidence."

Jing Jiu poured himself a cup of tea and said, "You have no evidence."

Zenzi also poured himself a cup of tea and slowly sipped, saying, "Good tea, but no matter who you work with in the underworld, it is not a good thing."

Jing Jiu said: "Gu Qing cooked it in an iron pot, I think it's good."

Zenzi glanced at him and said, "It's still a few years, so the head position has been set so early?"

From summer to autumn, they read countless books in this Zen room, thought about countless plans, and finally found the direction to repair the clouds of smoke.

But just like Zenzi said, Jing Jiu is now just the beginning of a breaking sea, far from the peak of Tongtian, let alone soaring.

Jing Jiu said, "After the death of that man, it doesn't matter who is in charge."

Zenzi said blankly, "If Taiping died so easily, he would have died 600 years ago, and 300 years ago, and he should have died the year before."

Jing Jiu did not continue the topic, saying: "Help me stare at the Bai family, don't let her contact the lower world, at least these days will not work."

Chanzi said, "It's simple."

Jing Jiu said, "You can't beat her again."

During the Spring Plum Festival, Zenzi said this in front of Guangyuan real people and Yueqianmen. On the surface, he was humiliating the Zhongzhou faction, but he was actually reminding the Qingshan Sect.

Six months later, this sentence was finally returned to Zenzi by him.

Zenzi sighed and said, "This is Guocheng Temple, OK?"

In the afternoon, the details of the death of the twelve priests finally reached the shore of the East China Sea, and people knew that Guangyuan was the real person yesterday.

In the evening, the latest news came, and the seven priests of the underworld appeared with two warlocks who were very good at capturing souls and souls, not far from the city of Juye.

Dao Shengyuan sat in the town of Baicheng. Before the strong sword-killers had time, the seven priests and the two magicians with strange souls died.

Still died under the sword of Qingshan.

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The night was dyeing, the stars were rising, Mugu was closed, the evening class was over, and the Chengcheng Temple was quiet. Walking between Tallinn, I could hear the blessings and whispers from both sides of the official road. I don't know which patient is dying or who is dying.

The monks are all knowledgeable, and if a strong infant like Bai Zao was intent on listening, they could even hear the waves of the East China Sea dozens of miles away.

But at this time, there were waves in the sea, and there were countless voices. Naturally, she had no intention to listen to distant voices.

When she came outside Jingyuan, it was passed on by the monk and she went in.

Gu Qing was sitting in front of the stone tower, meditating and practicing, and it seemed that there was nothing to worry about.

Zhuo Rusui was snoring on the side leaning on the stone tower. It seemed that the dinner was quite full.

When she came to the zen room, smelling the faint tea, watching Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue sitting side by side, the waves in her heart gradually calmed and asked, "How many more?"

Jing Jiu didn't speak because he didn't know if Tong Yan could lie to some. Until now, he did not quite understand why the priests of the underworld would be so deceived-because he did not know what the underworld's seal meant to the people in the underworld.

Bai Zao looked into his eyes and asked, "Is the brother underneath?"

Jing Jiu did not answer.

Zhao Layue opened her eyes, and the light mist retracted her body, looked at her eyes and asked, "How much do you know?"

Bai Zao said, "I haven't known anything recently."

Zhao Layue said: "Since you know these things, you should not ask us, but ask your mother."

This sentence may seem unusual, but it is sharp and difficult to face.

Bai Zao left Jingyuan and came to the Tallinn for a long time.

There is no wind tonight, and there is no waves in the pine forest not far away, but the waves in her ears are getting louder and louder, until they are disturbed by a few footsteps.

There were three girls, Selse, Que Niang, and Zhen Tao. They came together to meet Jing Jiu.

They were a little surprised, smiled and Bai Zaohan made a few noises, and then walked towards Jingyuan.

There was no wind tonight, but Bai Zao felt the night wind a little bit cold.

Whether in Daoist or during the meeting, the younger generation of monks are her friends and companions.

They used to drink wine by the lake and made great aspirations for peace in the world.

But now ... Luo Huainan is dead, Tonglu is dead, Tong Yan is gone, He Zhan has become a monk, Su Ziye has become a lone spirit, a ghost, and two disciples such as Nanshan who have passed Nanshan have been detained in the mountain and cannot come out.

On the contrary, there are so many young people in Jingyuan.

She is a bit lonely.

"Wait."

She shouted at Zhen Tao and asked with her eyes if the senior was awake.

Zhen Tao shook her head, saying that no one knew when she would wake up.

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Guocheng Temple never held a meeting again. The monks of various denominations, or took this rare opportunity to ask some difficult questions from the monks in the temple, or consulted each other about certain methods, or strolled around like Sether and Zhen Tao. Leave alone because everyone is waiting for the final result.

News kept coming from the north.

There is a powerful character in the underworld.

Then died.

Again.

Dead again.

Of course, the shot was still Aoyama.

In the early morning of the seventh day, the morning light illuminated the wilderness.

A huge Qingshan sword boat landed on the ground with the cold light.

The appearance of the underworld demon is mainly concentrated around the cold mountain.

I don't know for any reason why the denominations and the court never sent anyone over. There are some sect reactions to the wind knife religion and the imperial court that can be understood. After all, this is obviously the Qingshan sect and the Zhongzhou faction working in secret. No one wants to be among them, but it is strange that even the Zhongzhou faction did not come.

Looking at the Aoyama sword boat in the distance, an elder Elder Windblade said with emotion, "What on earth is the Aoyama Sect?"

Last night, a **** battle ushered in Lengshan. A priest in the underworld burned the soul fire and seriously injured Bihufeng Lord Chengyou. Just as the Lord of the Wind Knife was about to make a shot, several flying swords flew from the sky. , The sword masterpiece, the priest and all the hands he carried were all twisted into powder. The windblades who have been paying attention to the battlefield have learned that the Aoyama Sect is the best. Yuan Qi whale and other five peak owners, plus eight elders breaking the sea ... This battle is not much worse than the original battle in the West Sea.

The Lord of the Wind Knives was silent for a while and said, "Only in this way can we be safe, otherwise Qingshan cannot afford this responsibility."

Everyone knows that this change in the Underworld is related to the Qingshan Sect, and many people have already suspected that the Qingshan Sect has colluded with some forces in the Underworld-after all, there is the past of the Taiping real person-if the Qingshan Sect really let go With a strong underworld, even a mortal dying ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ will face great doubts.

Therefore, the Aoyama Sect must take the position of a goblin to make sure that no problems will occur.

The elder shook his head and said, "This is such a weird thing. How should the Aoyama Sect explain it?"

The leader of the wind knife said: "No matter how weird, as long as Qingshan really works, no one can say anything. Do you think these underworld monsters are so good at killing? Just say the two games we saw with our own eyes, if we do n’t ask back Holy, do you think you can manage it? "

After a few more days, the cold wind caused the wind, and the Qingshan sword boat rose to the wind and returned to the south.

There was also an autumn wind on the East China Sea, and some leaves fell, and the practitioners met again in the temple.

The Zhongzhou faction retracted the proposal during the Spring Plum Party.

Not only that, but the share of the Sword Sect that once belonged to the West Sea is now officially put into Qingshan.

The Aoyama sect took half of those shares and distributed it to the sects such as the Dazai, Suzuran sect, and the Mirror sect. Unexpectedly, Fengshan's Wuenmen received the most.

Anyway, it's Qingshan's, how Jiu Ji wants to divide is his business.

So farewell to the factions.

Zhongzhou sent everyone to leave.

Just then, Jing Jiu's voice sounded.

"Gathering Soul Valley is the channel for the suppression of the Zhongzhou faction. Now there are so many ghosts in the underworld. Not good."

He told everyone in Zhongzhou: "Aoyama can kill, but this is your problem, so don't have the next time."

Bai Zhenren turned around and looked at him calmly and said, "Is the head of Jing Jing going to ask the teacher for sin?"

Jing Jiu said, "Well."

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