The Path Toward Heaven

More than a hundred years ago, a spring rain fell on the Chaotian continent.

Cheng Tianjian returned to Qingshan, inserted into the stone monument, and brought back the widow of Liu Ci.

When the big men of the Qingshan Sect were arguing, there was a sudden wind over the peak, shaking a white coat.

In countless lines of sight, Jing Jiu walked to the stone monument, stepped on the shell of Yuangui, reached out to take off the scabbard of Chengtian, then walked to the chair and turned to sit down, saying to everyone, Right. "

More than a hundred years later, at the peak of Tianguang, or in the same place, someone walked to the chair and said something very similar to him: "Let me do it."

That person is ten years old.

Tianguang Peak was silent.

People were speechless.

The faces of Guangyuan real people and Nan Wang became pale, because they had a vague guess of a possibility.

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"So it is."

Jing Jiu looked at Cheng Tianjian in his hand and suddenly asked, "How many years have you known me?"

This is a very simple question. Liu was ten years old and froze. He was not sure and said, "One hundred and forty-nine years?"

The wind was blowing again.

Jing Jiu raised his head and looked at him quietly without speaking.

Liu's ten-year-old's eyes changed with a subtle change and became much colder, saying, "It's really 149 years from Yunji Town."

Jing Jiu said, "You know I'm not asking this."

Struggling emotion appeared in Liu's ten-year-old eyes, saying, "It's 149 years."

Next, he suddenly took out the fan and kept fanning in the breeze at the peak of Tianguang, as if extremely hot.

"It's one hundred and forty-nine."

"It really is."

"But that was about leaving Castle Peak."

"Do not."

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The bickering sounded with the fan.

People looked at Luxia's pictures and were speechless.

No one is arguing with Liu at the age of ten. He is arguing with himself, and the most puzzling thing is, aren't they all talking about 149 years?

Suddenly, all the quarrels disappeared.

Liu looked at Jing Jiu at the age of ten and asked, "Fifty Avenue, Tianyan Four or Nine, one of them?"

Jing Jiu said, "Yes, you left Sword Prison 149 years ago, and I knew him."

Liu's ten-year-old eyes became a little strange, saying, "I don't believe you can count everything."

Jing Jiu said, "It's not calculated, but just right."

He failed to soar that year.

At the same time, the man left Sword Prison.

He crossed the river below to the small mountain village and saw a ten-year-old child.

That man was **** by Zhao Layue's sword in the restaurant in Yunji Town, and he was pretended to be dead.

This is the beginning of the story.

It's exactly 149 years.

Fifty Avenue, Tianyan forty-nine, people are one of them.

Jing Jiu looked at him calmly and said, "How is it boring to do these things when you are ahead?"

Liu stared at his eyes at the age of ten and said, "I just get my things back. Where is it boring?"

Jing Jiujing looked back at him and said, "This is my thing."

Liu asked when he was ten years old: "If it's yours, why didn't you take it back at this time?"

Jing Jiu held Cheng Tianjian in his right hand and should reasonably be able to retract it at any time, but the situation was a bit weird at this time.

Cheng Tian's scabbard trembled slightly, making a buzzing sound. The sunlight falling on it shattered into snow-like things, and it seemed that it did not know where to go.

The sword is out of the mountains, and the people here most understand what a sword is.

It's not you who hold the sword, this sword is yours.

Control of the sword has never been so.

Sword ownership has never been calculated this way.

Jing Jiu looked at him seriously and said, "This sword is for me."

"Liu Ci gave you Cheng Tianjian, it doesn't mean it's yours."

Liu looked at him at the age of ten and said blankly, "Because I didn't give him that year, this sword should still be mine."

The real people in Guangyuan and Nan Wang looked at Liu at the age of ten, with extremely weird expressions on their faces, and asked a little unconfirmedly, "Master?"

Liu smiled at the age of ten.

It was still that slightly black face.

His expression was still so sincere.

But with that smile, it seemed like another person.

Taiping live.

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The silence on the peak suddenly broke, and people were shocked and exclaimed.

"Taiping live!"

"He's a peace monster!"

Yes, only Taiping people can say this.

At that time he did not pass Cheng Tianjian to Liu Ci.

But Jingyang took Liu Liu and Yuan Qi Whale and put him in the sword prison.

No trial, no subpoena, just a sneak attack.

From the perspective of Aoyama Dori, Cheng Tianjian is of course his.

A blood-red sword illuminated the peak of the sky.

No one understands that that person is obviously Liu Liu ten years old, but why did he become a real person in Taiping? Is this the legendary looting or controlling the spirit?

Zhao Layue didn't think about it and stood up.

Frost sword, with her sight, aimed at Taiping's real eyebrow.

Many years ago, in the restaurant in Yunji Town, she tied the opponent with a Furth sword, and then a flying sword came out of the window, piercing the opponent's brows.

She doesn't know how high the current state is after the opponent's emergence is successful. She doesn't even know **** the other party. She can only prepare according to the experience of that year.

The cosmic front with a sense of silence also appeared on the peak and may fall at any time.

The gray zigzag sword quietly hidden behind the universe front.

Zhuo Rusui stood behind Yuan Qu, stretched out his right hand and pointed at the real person of Taiping, his face was full of excitement.

The disciples of Shenmofeng did not hesitate at all, and they began to prepare for the fight, but the remaining Aoyama disciples were in shock and bewilderment.

At this time, several Qingshan elders ran out of the crowd, kneeling and saluting at the real people of Taiping, shouting in surprise: "Head! You are back!"

Elder Mochi was in a turbulent mood and was about to go out to salute. Suddenly thinking about the events over the past hundreds of years, he slowly withdrew his steps and uttered an extremely painful sigh.

Then, more and more shouts rang.

Someone is calling the master, some is calling Master, some is calling Master ...

No matter how many years the Taiping real person was kept in the sword prison, no matter what the practice world said he was a big evil devil, but for some people in the Qingshan Sect, he was still the master, the ancestor, and the head ...

Just what did Grandpa come back to do?

Is he going to compete?

So who should we support?

At this time, Jing Jiu did something that no one had thought of. He released his right hand holding Chengtian's scabbard.

Letting go does not mean letting go.

He could not retrieve Chengtian Scabbard because Chengtian Scabbard was under the control of Taiping.

At this time, it doesn't matter if the hand is holding the scabbard.

Cheng Tian's scabbard did not fall to the ground, hovering quietly between him and the real Taiping, shaking slightly, and buzzing like a bee.

Jing Jiu stood up and took a few steps towards the edge of the cliff.

Chengtian sword sheath followed.

The real man of Taiping also came to the edge of the cliff, separated from him by several feet, and did not look at each other.

Chengtian sword sheath is still in the middle of the two.

Guangyuan real person and Nan Wang looked at each other knowing that Master and Uncle's control over Chengtian's scabbard should be similar.

However, Zhao Layue saw more things, knowing that Jiu Jiu didn't want them to participate, because their level was too low, or for some other reason?

For example, forcing a shot at this time may not kill Taiping, but will hurt his possession of Liu Liu, who is ten years old?

I have to say that she is indeed the person who knows Jiu Jiu best and his relationship with Liu at the age of ten.

It is obvious that Taiping real people know this very well, and then they will venture to the Qianli wind gallery and pay a great price to build up this situation.

How does Jing Jiu break the game?

He raised his eyes and looked somewhere in the sea of ​​clouds.

There is a green curtain coupe there.

The blue curtain moved with the breeze, and the figure of Lord Shuiyue can be seen faintly.

No words were needed, and the Lord Shuiyue understood what he meant.

The blue curtain moves again.

A pink peach blossom bloomed among the curtains.

The master of the water month came to the clouds.

Many monks did not know the appearance of the Lord of the Water until this time.

She looked like a very ordinary girl, wearing a plain skirt, her eyes were extremely bright, and she felt a little like March.

She looked at the ordinary, but she was a few powerful people in the rising continent.

The sea of ​​clouds suddenly shattered more than ten empty holes, which were her footprints.

Only momentarily, she came to the top of Tianguang Peak, with a powerful and unimaginable power, flipped her palms and patted Taiping's real chest.

At this time at the peak of Tianguang, Jing Jiu and Taiping real people were fighting for Cheng Tianjian. The only person who could stop her was Guangyuan real person and Nan forget.

Guangyuan real person and Nan Wang looked at each other without moving.

A squeak.

Master Shuiyue's palm fell on the chest of a real human being Taiping.

It seems that the palm that can destroy the mountains and the sea is so gentle when it finally falls, like a breeze.

Because her purpose was not to kill Liu at the age of ten, but to shoot a real Taiping person out of Liu's body at the age of ten.

Jing Jiu didn't let Zhao Layue wait, but walked to the edge of the cliff and glanced at the blue curtain sedan, which meant that.

In Chaoge City at that time ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Even in March, the White-bladed Immortal could be pushed out of Bai Zao's body, and the Lord of the Water Moon could naturally do similar things. The spirit of Taiping cannot be stronger Overblade.

However, something unexpected happened.

The real human body of Taiping shook slightly, and the corners of his lips overflowed with blood, but nothing else happened.

A rainbow illuminates the peak of the sky.

Shuiyue Ling hummed, turned into a clear light, returned to the blue curtain sedan, but was injured.

Tianguangfeng was exclaimed all around, and everyone looked at Taiping's real person with fear.

People do n’t know the deep meaning in the palm of Lord Shuiyue, watching him compete with Jing Jiu for the sky sword, and they are still shaking with the Lord of Shuiyue, and they are wounding for injuries, thinking how terrible this is. realm!

The real people of Taiping took back the Guancheng pen and looked at Jingjiu with indifference and said, "I told you many years ago that people cannot step into the same river. You have used the same method in Chaoge City. Do you still want to Use it again on me? "