The Path Toward Heaven

The iron knife seemed to be re-opened, and many small breaks were erased in this way. Except for the large defect in the middle, which could not be repaired, the rest of the place suddenly became bright as new, a clear knife, diffused like water. Come on.

"Thank you," Cao Sheng Cao Yuan said.

Jing Jiu said, "You're welcome. I have learned some new methods in the past 100 years. See if it helps your injury."

The words fell squarely, and an extremely pure but extremely sword-like sword emerged from his right hand, landed on the huge iron knife, and merged with that knife-word.

With a buzz, there was a wind in the small temple, and the broken patent leather on the surface of the Golden Buddha shivered and could fall at any time.

This is the world's most powerful sword and sword.

Zhao Layue was the strongest person at the top of the sea, and it was still difficult to bear. The strands of black hair broke and he had to withdraw from the threshold.

With a squeak, the door of the small temple was closed by the wind.

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After a long time, the door of the small temple was reopened, and Jing Jiu came out, his face was a little pale, and blood stains could be seen in the damaged earlobe.

Zhao Layue glanced at him strangely, not knowing whether they were discussing or really studying ...

Jing Jiu did not answer her doubts. If this is really a discussion, no one will know the outcome.

The door of the small temple was closed again, and we could see that most of the gold paint on the surface of the statue had been peeled off, but it seemed more spiritual than before.

Jing Jiu went to the cliff and looked at the snowfield in the distance. He asked, "Is it difficult to get out?"

Zhao Layue walked to him and said, "Will you blame me?"

Jing Jiu said, "If you die in it, I will be angry."

Zhao Layue said: "There may be many things like this in the future, after all, I am myself."

Jing Jiu was silent for a long time and said, "There is a big thing between life and death, maybe you are right."

In the snow field, she walked for a long time between life and death, and reconfirmed that her path was different from Jing Jiu. They may go their separate ways, but she doesn't feel sorry. She told Bai Zao many years ago that the avenue is long and it is a blessing to be able to travel for a while. And just as Jing Jiu said to Gu Qing, when they were together at this time, what else was not content?

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It's not just hanging on, even if we are saying goodbye to the deceased all the way.

It is not nostalgic, although the route is the same as that he went with Lien March a hundred years ago.

This is just a simple journey, just like human life.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue walked on the streets of Juye City, wearing hats, as if back to many years ago.

Countless sounds came from all directions, entered their ears, and quickly combed and processed into useful information. The contest between the Kunlun faction and the wind sword teaching has long ended. Kunlun sent three wins in five games and gained control of Lengshan. Even the situation in Yecheng became somewhat unstable.

Kun Lun ’s head He Wei shot very hard. In the last two games, he severely injured the leader of the wind knife, and also beheaded an elder of the wind knife.

This is a matter of spring, because the major event in Chaoge City has not attracted much attention, and in fact it is very important.

After more than a hundred years of search by the imperial court and the Zhengdao school, Lengshan seems to have no evil treasures, but it still has a lot of resources hidden.

Just talking about the fire lines in the ground makes many people stunned.

The Kunlun faction settled in Lengshan and rearranged the array at the old site of the Lieyang Gorge. There is obviously a shadow of the Zhongzhou faction behind.

After hearing these news, Zhao Layue's intention to kill was getting stronger and he said, "I want to eat hot pot, all red soup."

Jing Jiu said: "Juye City has a lot of meat, but the red soup is not good, it is better to eat handle meat."

Zhao Layue stared at his eyes and said, "I want red soup!"

Jing Jiu reached out and touched her head, and said, "Follow you."

Entering the restaurant and eating the spicy hot pot which is not very authentic, Zhao Layue narrowed his eyes with satisfaction and called Frost Sword to cut him a fruit.

The blue bird landed on the window sill, and said with no emotion in his eyes, "He Wei is out, in Lieyang Gorge."

Zhao Layue looked at her and asked, "Aren't you going to be human?"

Jade Bird said, "It's too hard to be human."

Zhao Layue said, "But you can eat hot pot."

Jade Bird said, "I'm vegetarian."

Zhao Layue thought about it and said, "It really doesn't need hot pot."

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When the sun is clear, the cold mountain is still cold. On the seemingly barren field, a dark shadow is moving at a high speed. It is the cold bird in the sky.

Kunlun sent the head He Wei to sit on the Han bird, staring blankly at the ground.

In the mountains and wilderness, more than a dozen subordinates of the Kunlun faction are cleaning up, and more than 200 Kunlun sword repairers are re-arranging the array at the Lieyangxia site in front.

Although he won the war with Fengdaojiao and the secret support of the Zhongzhou faction, he did not have the courage to divide the entire Lengshan into a Kunlun faction. The court and the Qingshan sect would not allow such things to happen.

In fact, if it weren't for that, he wouldn't have shot as hot in the spring.

Only if he completely breaks his back road can the Zhongzhou faction believe his sincerity.

He needs the Zhongzhou faction to believe his sincerity, because ... Zhao Layue is still alive.

Zhao Layue most likely guessed that it was his hands.

If Qingshan Sect comes to trouble, he will naturally kill him, but Jing Jiu wakes up ... he dare not take risks, and who knows when Dao Sheng will heal his wounds.

Before that, he had to deal with the things that Zhongzhou sent to him, so that he could get a chance or even a ray of fairy tales in Yunmenghoushan, and see if there was a chance to break through and become a real big thing.

The cold bird flew over the ruins of Lieyangxia.

Kunlun sent the elders and his disciples watching the head of the court in person, saluting respectfully.

Looking at the huge crack that ran across the ground for hundreds of miles, He Wei remembered the mighty power of Liu Ci at that time, and felt a little bit chilled, and said in a deep voice: "Move faster."

Kunlun sent the elders and disciples to hurry.

Suddenly, He Wei's eyes changed slightly. He did not hesitate to call out the flying sword, exhibited the most powerful sword move, and chopped off into the distant sky!

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The grass in the wasteland was rolled up by the wind and the gravel rolled wildly.

Kunlun sent his disciples to look at the sky suddenly, wondering which evil wicked evil that came out of the net came to peep?

Really looking for death!

A soft bang.

That powerful sword light melted into the sky like snow in the sunshine.

There was a faint light of sword light flashing beside He Wei, dragging a white trace like a residual snow.

His right arm left his body and fell towards the ground, squirting blood.

Jianguang and white traces were submerged in one point, showing a figure.

Jing Jiu stood in the sky several miles away.

Light white.