The Path Toward Heaven

A long time ago, Gu Qing wanted to do such a thing, including but not limited to seeing whether Master ’s beautiful face was real.

He also wanted to lie down on the bamboo chair, and wanted to hug the adult white ghost and rub it, but in the end he just stayed on the idea.

No one even knew that he thought so.

These things looked a little outrageous, but Yuan Qu did it secretly, Zhuo Ru did it old-fashionedly, and Ping Yongjia did it stupidly, but he never did it.

In this way, he has become a calm, cautious, calm, and careful Brother Shenmofeng, and only to this day has finally exposed the childish side.

The reason why it suddenly became so bold is naturally because he is going to do that big thing today, no matter he succeeds or fails, he should die.

Long night is ahead, where there is any fear, and there is still a need to hide it, let alone Master's face, he dare to touch even the aunt's dimple.

Thinking about these things, he sorted out the thin sheets on Jing Jiu's body, and carefully thought about it, even if he knew it didn't make much sense.

A sense of ritual can, at some very important moment, calm the person involved and then gain courage and strength.

Out of the study, came to the quiet courtyard, standing where the begonia tree was originally, he looked up at the catkins in the sky.

After years of blessings from the Qingshan Sect, Guocheng Temple, Shuiyueyao, and Yimaozhai, the well house is now forbidden and can be said to be isolated from the world. Even the pervasive catkins cannot be drilled in. Falling a layer, looking like a layer of mist, making the blue sky and the sun a little fuzzy, and a little more hazy beauty, like many things in the world, can no longer see clearly.

There are only three swords in Chaoge City, and it is not possible to set up a complete array of Xianxian swords. I only hope that Ping Yongjia can cooperate with him to maximize the three hidden styles of Chengtian swordsmanship.

Suddenly a faint sword light appeared in the sky.

That sword light didn't show up at all at high altitude, and it didn't show anyone's breath and faint blood until it came out of the well house array.

With a light whistle, Firth's sword came silently and landed on his wrist, turning into a sword bracelet.

Looking at the sword bracelet, Gu Qing moved slightly and didn't speak for a long time—Zhao Layue should guess what problem she encountered, and let Firth swim to Chaoge City regardless of serious injuries. Such trust and love ... Going to poke her dimple is really too bad.

On a quiet street, the Buddhist temple that was moved from Jingjue Temple a hundred years ago glowed with golden light in the sun, and the green trees in the courtyard wall gave birth to fresh green leaves to follow the wind.

Looking at this scene, feeling the cold touch on his wrist, Gu Qing suddenly relaxed a lot, holding his hands behind his head, his posture was a bit weird, but he really walked comfortably towards the other side of the long street.

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After hearing the courtyard door creak open and close, Liu ten years old came out of the backyard with a rice bowl.

Bu Qiuxiao brought a Mao Zhai when he took the first turn in Chaoge City, and then he never left, and spent eighty years in this house.

He went to the window of the study and looked at Yan Jingjiu, confirmed that he was okay, and said, "What the **** is going on?"

Xiaohe came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Liu said at the age of ten: "Gu Qing spends too much time in the study these days, saying too much, which is obviously problematic, and the son scrubs twice a day, it ’s me during the day and he is at night, why today he wants to do it during the day ? "

Xiao He had a kind of instinctual vigilance and dissatisfaction with Gu Qing. After so many years, those emotions have faded. He was worried and asked, "He won't be all right?"

When Liu was ten years old, he handed the rice bowl to Xiao He and said, "I'll go and see."

Xiao He went on to the rice bowl and looked at the remaining half of the dishes and said, "I'll just eat these."

Liu said at the age of ten: "The half of the bowl is sweet and burnt, and you can leave me a few pieces."

Xiao He said, "OK."

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Ping Yongjia was arranged in the imperial palace by Gu Qing. He did not know the reason. He only knew that he closed his eyes and forced the sword out of his body as he did more than a hundred years ago, and then began to recall and imitate the feelings more than a hundred years ago. All that.

After more than a hundred years, his sword meaning is even more terrifying than it was. It is no longer as if it is the essence, but the true essence, leaving numerous clear marks on the ground floor. If you look down from the sky, the picture is like It was a huge drop of water that hit him, and then splashed around.

The guards, maids and eunuchs in the palace were also driven to the palace wall as they were a hundred years ago, and the square was quiet and heartbreaking.

God Emperor Jingyao stood in front of the temple and looked at Ping Yongjia in the distance. The anxiety in his heart was getting heavier and he asked, "What is he trying to do? Why use a sword?"

A Piao stood beside him, rolled his eyes, and said, "In count, he's your little uncle. What's wrong with borrowing a sword from you?"

Jing Yao touched his nose, thinking what else could I do. Besides, the first sword was obviously agitated, maybe he would leave the scabbard at the next moment, even if I want to, what can I do?

Just thinking about this, the front of the temple sounded a clear sword, the first child sword left the sheath, came to Ping Yongjia's body, hovered quietly, like an arrow that can be fired at any time. Jing Yao was still upset and said, "If it's really a big deal, shouldn't you talk to your uncle first?"

A Piaoyu taught intently: "We, the emperor, do great things. Don't worry too much about such small things and details."

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Gu Qing sniffed the faint fragrance coming from the front, listening to the noise that gradually came to his ears, knowing that he was about to go somewhere, stopped, took out the cosmic front and several feet of coarse cloth and began to carefully wrap it, and then tied it on his back, just like that year.

On the other side of the long street, Liu lifted his bonnet at the age of ten and looked at the picture there. His slightly black face was full of doubts, thinking what he would do in the old Meiyuan?

Just then, the sword bracelet on his wrist suddenly vibrated and made a buzzing sound.

Liu glanced at the age of ten, wondering what Fuerjian wanted to convey, thinking that you would follow Gu Qing to the old Meiyuan?

Sword bracelets vibrate faster and buzz more loudly. Maybe I want to say that you are an idiot?

I remind you not to go! Don't go! Hurry home! Your daughter-in-law is still waiting for you! The bowl of sweet burnt white is waiting for you!

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The fragrance of plum blossoms can only be smelled from a distance ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but it disappears without a trace, and those voices are noisier the closer they are.

Chess boards are set up on both sides of the street, and idlers and other people in Song City are standing around the board with scammers, either arguing or whispering loudly, and some poor people have lost all their silver money, crying in pain.

A hundred years of time can really change a lot of things. The chess stand that was extinct because of its appearance has long since revived, and it is even more lively than it was then.

Looking at this scene, Gu Qing felt a little emotional, shook his head, waved his hands to block the scammers, and walked into the quiet and unmanned old plum garden.

The old plum garden has become even more stale, and fewer and fewer people still remember that the first plum meeting more than 700 years ago was held here.

After walking across the small bridge on the lake, to the sparse, not so beautiful Meilin, Gu Qing looked up and saw the small cricket.

People who lived near Chaoge City lived here that day, and Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue saw Jing Xin and Hu Guifei for the first time.

Gu Qing didn't go directly into the little cormorant, walked around Meilin outside the cormorant, and picked up the steps, knocking on the door.

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The window was unknown, almost impure, the smoke was dazzling, and the light was dim.

Gu Qing thought of the catkins and the catkins.

A teenager in red was sitting a few days after the case, with a clear eyebrow and a slight smile, and dispelled the turbidity of the environment.

"I've seen Master Shi." Gu Qing saluted seriously.

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