The Path Toward Heaven

A drifted away, and the stone gate of Dongfu was closed again.

Looking at the closed Shimen, Tong Yan was silent, thinking that it was Taiping who was sitting opposite the chessboard.

In this case, losing this game is not an unacceptable thing. The question is how is this little guy going to leave Yinfeng?

Even if the real people of Taiping knew Yinfeng's other channels, more than 300 years have passed, aren't Liu Cizhen and Jingjiu prepared yet?

井 When Jing Jiu took him away from Yinfeng at first, he didn't know how to leave. He opened his eyes and reached Tianguangfeng, then went to the underworld.

But these are not issues that need his thinking, he closed his eyes and started to heal.

His injuries were so serious that he couldn't stand up for a short time. Naturally, he couldn't open Shimen to notify Jingjiu.

A Piao did not leave Yinfeng directly, but went to another Qingfeng.

The mountain peak is full of wildflowers, and branches and vines flow like hundreds of thin waterfalls between the cliffs, forming regular lines that are not words.

In the deepest part of those vines and wildflowers, there is an inconspicuous cave house hidden, and Fang Jingtian has been closed in this cave house for nine years.

A Piao took out the bamboo flute and played a silent piece of music.

The wildflowers swayed with the sound of the flute, and the vines began to move slowly, making a chirping sound, as if it was raining.

Then he inserted the bamboo flute into the soil, one third was immersed in the mud, and two thirds were exposed.

The movement of wild flowers and branches is still continuing, and the sky is still seeing unseen rain.

The bamboo flute trembled slightly, and under the nourishment of rain water, many branches emerged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The growth of the pupa continued, and those branches gave birth to green leaves, and then began to bud, no more, no less, just seven.

Uh ...

Uh ...

According to age, A Piao is already a teenager, but the underworld life is very petite and looks like a five or six year old child.

After doing what Taiping told him, he was a little nervous and tired. He sighed subconsciously and looked like a little grown-up.

As Tong Yan thought, how to leave Yinfeng is the most troublesome thing, and A Piao doesn't have the bottom of his heart. Is the real person's arrangement that year useful?

With these fears in mind, he drifted away from the verdant peaks and came to a certain place, a little embarrassed to escape the array and entered the sword prison in the mountain.

The passage in Xuanjian Prison was extremely dark. The underworld monsters on both sides of the cell sensed his breath and rushed to the door again, making a cold voice.

The voice is so cold, but the mood is so joyful.

A Piao waved her right hand and greeted the prisoners on both sides like an emperor, but did not try to lift the restraint of the cell.

He doesn't have this ability, and doesn't want to anger the adult.

"Xiao Wang sees the adult whine overnight."

A Piao gently floated into the air, stopped in front of the corpse dog, folded her hands, and performed the most respectful ceremony of the Nether.

The corpse dog slowly opened his eyes and opened his eyes, watching him silently, without any response.

Tong Tongyan took the box to Yinfeng.

Now the ghost in the box has come out, but Tong Yan still stays in Yinfeng, which is obviously a problem.

The corpse dog is very familiar with the underworld, and is not very alert, even if it is a powerful monster, it is one thing at a time.

"You can't eat me."

A Piao looked at him pitifully and said, "I am the future emperor. The peace that two real people want falls on me, and I am just a harmless letter!"

The corpse dog closed his eyes and ignored him.

A Piao looked up along the sky, knowing that when he was still not leaving, he had to wait for Yuan Qi to leave.

He thought about what he was going to do next. His face was full of innocent expression, thinking that he didn't want to, but who dare to offend?

Uh ...

Uh ...

All the denominations have arrived.

There is no doubt about this word. Any sect who is qualified to participate in the Qingshan Grand Ceremony has arrived, and the representative status is very high.

Huang Zhongzhou sent Bai Zhenren, and she only took a few young disciples such as Bai Zao and Xiang Wanshu.

The son of Mangosari Temple brought lotus to her. Bu Qiuxiao took Yun Yiyun and Liu ten years old. Master Shuiyue took Zhen Tao. Chen Xueshao, the suzerain of the plane bell, was swift. Osawa order with left envoy. The Sovereign of the Mirror took the queen mother. Kun Wei headed He Wei with hatred. People from the imperial court were still Zhang Guo'ai, the commander of the Guogong and Qingtian Division.

Theoretically, the thing to receive the representatives of the various factions should be Xi Laifeng, but the prince Jingtian of the past is still closed in Yinfeng and can only be let out.

Shangdefeng Zhuyuan ’s whale riding status is too high and he is too old. Shiyuefeng Zhuguangyuan ’s real person is far away from the West Sea and will not return to attend the ceremony. I felt that I had lost face in the past few years, and I was embarrassed to come forward, so I was led by Bihufeng Youcheng to take the Nanshan and other two forgetful disciples in charge of reception.

This is undoubtedly the most important event in the practice world for hundreds of years, and it is even better than the 30,000-year questioning conference held by the Zhongzhou faction in previous years.

There is a blue sky, and the weather is naturally very good.

The scenery of Xiantian Guangfeng falls in the eyes of everyone like a picture.

掌 The heads of the various factions, the lords looked at the stone turtle on the top of the Tianguang Peak, and the expression of knowledge was suddenly clear.

There is a small house behind the stone stele, and there is a chair in the house, which is still empty now.

Dozens of eyes fell on that chair, their emotions were different, but they were all equally complicated.

I heard that Jiu Jiu entered the realm of breaking the sea a few years ago and became the person who practiced at the fastest speed in history.

Including Bu Qiuxiao, many great figures in the practice world have never been able to figure out how he can be so fast.

Compared with him, what is the difference between those so-called geniuses and shit?

Then some people thought that I heard that Zhuo Rusui and Zhao Layue had already entered Yuye Shangjing a few years ago, and now they are also breaking into the sea.

This is really too evil. How did Qingshan Sect do it?

"It is the legacy of Jingyang real people."

Qiu Buqiuxiao saw this matter more clearly than anyone else. He glanced at Liu ten years old and thought you were a cheap person.

A green curtain coupe flew from a distance and landed next to the master of the water moon.

Many people know that this is the holy relic of Mrs. Shuiyue, and can't help but feel a little surprised. Why do they not come together?

I didn't wait for people to think about it. With a light snowfall, Yuanqi Whale stepped on the three-foot sword to the top of Tianguang Peak, and South Forget came along.

Everyone saw the ceremony, knowing that the ascension ceremony of the head of Qingshan was about to begin.

水月 庵 master glanced at the blue curtain sedan and frowned slightly.

She has a successful path, she is still a girl, her eyebrows are gentle, her eyes are slightly wider, and a peach petal is stuck in the middle, which is very beautiful.

She frowned slightly, and the peach petals trembled slightly, exuding a fresh breath, and it was the silent show of Tianrentong.

水月 庵 Lord felt something wrong, but looking around, he didn't know where the problem was.

At this time, there were at least a thousand practitioners around Wu Tianguang Peak, but there was no sound, and it was extremely solemn.

Qingshan was in charge of the ceremony, and it attracted a lot of attention. Don't say any evil demon, even the Zhongzhou faction did not dare to have trouble at this time.

If something really happened, it could only be inside Qingshan ... Her mind was interrupted by a Jianming and she could no longer pick it up.

The sound of that Jianming is extremely bright and extremely clear, ringing between heaven and earth, and sounding in everyone's heart.

It is like a drop of dew falling from the edge of hundreds of feet of giant lotus, shattered into powder on the surface of the world's most precious piece of white jade.

With the sound of Jianming, Jing Jiu reached the peak and walked towards the chair.

腊 Zhao Layue stood with Gu Qing and Yuan Qu not far away and looked at the scene.

Countless people are watching this scene.

Uh ...

Uh ...

Wu Tianguang fell from the bottom of Shangde Peak, and fell on the dead dog at the same time as the sound of the sword.

At the same time, it heard another voice.

That was the sound of flowers blooming, and it was plum blossoms, seven plum blossoms.

The corpse dog glanced at A Piao.

A Piao's face was pale.

The corpse dog ignored him and went quietly to the depths of the sword prison, like a black cloud.

A Piao knew that he had finally passed this level, and later he rubbed his small face in fear and floated upward.

The scenery in Huangyin Peak is more beautiful than the outside world, no matter the blue sky and white clouds or the Qingqingshan cliff, however, such a flowery scene rarely appeared in the past.

The corpse dog looked at the green peak in front of him, and looked at the small broken flowers in the mountains and mountains, and found the bamboo flute easily.

The bamboo flute at this time is no longer the same as before, with countless branches, seven plum blossoms, blossoming.

With a squeaking noise, the stone gate of the cave between the peaks slowly opened, and the vines that were hidden outside burst into pieces and fell to the ground weakly.

The breeze breeze drove two silver eyebrows, just like the Milky Way in the night sky, and Fang Jingtian exited.

He was restrained in his breath, his eyes were indifferent and seemingly unusual. As he stepped out, there was Tao Jianguang leaving the body, crossing countless distances, and falling on the sky.

This is the realm of the heavenly thing!

Strangely, there was no change in the sky that took over the sword light.

Unless they are isolated in advance with extremely powerful formations or magic weapons, the monks stepping into the heavens will inevitably make the heavens and the earth feel. Why does Fang Jingtian not?

This is a difficult thing to understand, but the eyes of the corpse dog are very calm, obviously knowing the inside.

Fang Jingtian stepped on the ground full of wild flowers and came to the bamboo flute, watching the flowers for a while.

Seven plum blossoms are invisible, branches and leaves fly away, bamboo flute is still bamboo flute.

He picked up the bamboo flute and blew a few notes at will, and found that he was not good at it, shook his head with a smile, and then saluted calmly at the dead dog.

The corpse dog's eyes showed a look of appreciation.

After the battle of the Xihai Sea, Fang Jingtian was sent to Hidden Peak by Yuan Riding Whale.

Fang Jingtian and Guangyuan real people are the most promising to break into the sky, but it is such a simple matter.

In the history of the practice world, countless hopeful monks have fallen to this threshold.

The countless dead bodies in Xuan Yinfeng are proof.

In a sense, Fang Jingtian is facing a real deadlock.

This tremendous pressure can sometimes help the monks to move forward, and sometimes it can become a heart attack.

Who would have thought that it took him only nine years to break the deadlock and truly entered the heavens!

"It's not fair!"

Suddenly an old and bitter voice sounded in a green peak: "If it wasn't for peace, how could you be a fool faster than me! I am not willing!"

Fang Jingtian didn't know which cave in the cave was the same door in the past, and frowned slightly.

The corpse dog knew that it was a strong man of Mo Chengfeng at that time. When he debuted, he was once regarded as a genius of Kendo. After only two hundred years of practice, he reached the top of the sea.

Twenty-six years ago, during the chaos in the Qingshan Mountains, Mo Chengfeng was washed by blood. This man descended fairly quickly. The peace was very precious, and he was allowed to retreat to Yinfeng.

However, after so many years, this person still has not been able to cross the threshold.

The old voice with a deep grudge and hatred did not sound anymore.

The corpse dog came to the blue peak, opened the stone gate of Dongfu, and found that the man was dead.

Looking at the thin body ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and the twisted and terrible face, the dead dog's eyes were indifferent, without any sympathy or mercy.

It picked up the skinny corpse, got up on the clouds, came to a mountain in the remote part of Yinfeng, and put it into a small hole like a god.

Then it took a breath.

The sword light illuminates the corpse mountain.

A distinctly unusual flying sword flew out of the corpse.

The sword fell in the dead dog's ears, just like a hair.

The corpse dog ignored Fang Jingtian who was leaving.

Wu Yuan riding a whale said that Fang Jingtian could leave Yinfeng as long as he could pass through the sky.

As for whether Qingshan will be in civil strife again ... that is a matter between their teachers and brothers.

When the corpse dog was buried, Fang Jingtian had already come to the sword prison.

看到 He saw the cell deep in the long narrow passage again, and suddenly felt something else.

Master Bian was imprisoned here in the past. Who is in it now?

There is still much to do today. He didn't think much about it. He continued to follow the dark passage and stopped in front of another cell.

取出 He took out the bamboo flute, looked at the closed stone door, and said, "Master and uncle, let's go." ...

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