The Path Toward Heaven

The incident over Qingshanzong attracted a lot of people's attention. Hundreds of sights fell on Jingjiu's left hand.

He clenched his left hand, not because of excitement or anger.

People have all seen the pictures of him when he won the top prize in the fantasy world of Qingtianjian and guessed something vaguely.

The news of Bai Qianjun's serious injury has also spread, and people are more certain that the immortal immortal should be in the left hand of Jing Jiu.

The crowd was very surprised, and they didn't understand why Jing Jiu didn't put up Xianxuan, but just held it in his hand, didn't he worry about the accident?

A somber voice suddenly sounded somewhere: "Jing Jiu was obviously illegitimate. If it was shown at the beginning that he could do it, who wouldn't think of breaking the ground?"

The speaker was a Kunlun elder, and he was still talking about winning.

A master Osawa laughed and said, "Even if you think, can you do it?"

The sects who are close to Qingshan will naturally say that those sects who are interested in the Zhongzhou sect will not fall. They think that it is unbelievable for Jing Jiu to get Xianzhu in this way. The scene is a bit confusing. Engage in the rhythm of things.

At this time, someone on the observatory of Qingshanzong hummed.

This hum came from the nose, it was gentle, not very pleasant, it showed a very lazy taste, but it was very provocative.

Everyone heard the sound, felt uncomfortable, looked up, and found that the person was Zhuo Rusui.

Zhuo Rusui raised his eyelids and looked slowly at those people's faces without speaking.

But everyone knows that his umm is the famous mantra of Aoyama Sect.

Do you want to die?

No one wants to die.

Thinking of Zhuo Rusui's prestigious name and his fierce name in the fantasy world of Qingtianjian, everyone including the Kunlun faction elder was silent, and there was silence outside the valley of echo.

Jing Jiu got Xianzhu in this way. Whether or not the Zhongzhou faction thinks it is in line with the rules is not up to them to decide.

I believe that at this time several real people in charge should discuss these matters in the depths of Yunmeng.

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Jing Jiuxin thought that Liu Ci was really similar to Zhuo Rusui.

He naturally ignored those people and said to Nan Wang: "I have my reasons for insisting."

Nan Wang said blankly, "Even if your proposal is so absurd?"

Different from what Seul and others thought, what Jiu Jiu and Nan Wang forgot was not the matter of Xianyue giving Shuiyueyu.

Because of even March, Nan Wang never liked Shui Yuezhen, but he didn't care about such things.

If Jingjiu would never talk to Nan Wang, and never approach her, but this is a bit troublesome, he must meet Liu Ci as soon as possible.

"Yes," he said.

Nan Wang gave him a cold look and said nothing.

Dozens of extremely thin strings appeared in the sky behind her, and Jin Se sword broke through, somewhere.

This scene attracted more attention.

Nan forgets that Jingtian said, "I and Jingjiu go one step ahead."

After saying this, Jin Se sword has broken back, and dozens of fine strings appear again.

When the string was closed again, the figures of her and Jing Jiu had already reached the mountain ahead.

Fang Jingtian frowned slightly, thinking what happened, and didn't want to stay any longer. He instructed the disciples to gather, and then Yu Jian left.

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To leave is not to leave Yunmeng Mountain directly, but to leave Echo Valley.

When you get Xianxian, you turn around and leave. It will look too bullying and rude, just like Jade Bird used to think of Jing Jiu.

The sword light flickered, disciple Aoyama returned to the shed house.

Fang Jingtian's face was slightly heavy, and he walked directly along the promenade behind the cliff and came to Jing Jiu's room.

Nan Wang sat cross-legged in front of the door.

Dozens of invisible sword strings spread all around, surrounding the room.

Fang Jingtian looked at the scene and asked, "What happened?"

Nan forgets, "He refuses to say."

Fang Jingtian said: "I only knew that he was really prepared to give Xianyu to Shuiyueyu."

Nan Wang said, "I have no opinion."

"Who allows him to decide for himself?"

Fang Jingtian said in a furious voice: "The immortal immortal is the most precious treasure left by the ancestor Bai. It is important to Zongmen. Don't say him, you and I have no right to decide!"

Nan forgot to glance at him, and said sarcastically, "Don't you have to drive Jing Jiu out of the gate like Jian Ruyun?"

Many years ago, after Qingshan tried his sword, Jing Jiu became the talented disciple that Qingshan Jiufeng secretly cultivated. He did not live up to expectations. Mei Hui was the first to fight, and now he asked again. Moreover, he is a real disciple of Jingyang and an elder of Shenmofeng. Who can move him except the head of the whale and Jian Rongyuan?

Fang Jingtian's face was even more ugly, saying, "Sister, I remember that you have always disliked God's Peak."

Nan Wang said, "I don't like it now, but I just tell you the truth."

Fang Jingtian was silent for a moment and said, "Let me go in and tell him."

Nan Wang said, "Nobody can go in now."

Fang Jingtian said, "What happened?"

Nan forgets to close his eyes and ignores him.

Fang Jingtian had no choice but to walk away.

Nan Wang opened his eyes, looked at Liuyun Qingfeng outside the bar, and asked, "Immortal ... has a problem?"

Jing Ji's voice sounded behind her: "Yes."

He looked at his left fist, and Xianxun was inside. Even if sealed by his fingers, he still kept exuding a touch of fairy to the outside world.

Fortunately, the immortality is too light, and only he and some beasts can smell it.

Before entering the fantasy, he had done several deduction calculations, and the results were not very good.

At that time, he knew that there might be some questions before asking Gu Qing to leave.

It seems so now, but it is already so, and it doesn't make sense to want more.

He pushed open the door, took out the bamboo chair and lay down.

Feeling the movement behind him, Nan Wang raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that the picture was really ugly, so he crossed his knees, half a foot higher than the bamboo chair.

There was a sudden noise from the cliff outside the fence, as if someone was climbing up.

Nang Wang and Jing Jiu did not move because they felt who was coming.

Jing Jiu was still lying on the bamboo chair.

Nan Wang still floated in the air.

Liu climbed to the top at the age of ten and saw such a strange picture. He woke up for a while before he woke up.

"I've seen Uncle Nan, I've seen the son."

He knelt on the ground and scratched six heads.

Jing Jiu said, "I want you to come here to see your situation, but to see you climb the mountain so easily, it should be okay, then go back."

Liu was ten years old, and thought, in the illusion, you called me not to go far, and I came here after all, why did I go? An honest man does not mean that he is not clever. He soon thought that there must be something on the son's side, maybe there was some danger, or why would Nan Shibo be guarding here.

He said, "I'll stay to protect you."

Jingjiu glanced at him.

Liu ten years old understood what he meant, but still hesitated.

"I guard him personally, you don't have to worry, hurry back to your place."

Nan Wang said slightly, "The disciples who were supposed to reflect in the sword prison were swaggered in the world and passed on. How did Master Qingshan discipline his disciples?"

Jing Jiu said, "He called from the head."

Liu was a bit embarrassed at the age of ten, thinking that it was indeed the case. The son had already gotten the fairy. It was better for him to return to the temple earlier.

As he was about to leave, he saw that the bamboo chair was a little worn and couldn't help but said, "I planted some bamboo over there and made a new one for you?"

Jing Jiu said, "Either way."

At the age of ten, Liu turned over the railing and climbed down the cliff along the same path.

Thinking of the previous conversation, Nan forgets why he is a little uncomfortable and snorted coldly, saying, "Where have you the other apprentice?"

Jing Jiu knew that she asked Gu Qing and said, "I asked him to return early."

Nan Wang raised his eyebrows and said, "Before you went in, you knew you would win, and you knew that Xianyu had a problem?"

Jing Jiu said.

Nan Wang for a while was silent, and said, "The head of the club let Liu ten years old join as a disciple of disciples and come to sit in town. Is it also optimistic that you can win?"

Well Jiu said again.

Nan forget to look at the scenery outside the cliff, thoughtfully.

Jingjiu asked, "Why haven't you come back?"

He asked Liu Zi, the head of Qingshan.

Nan Wang said, "If you don't follow the rules, some people won't accept the immortal. The real person in charge will handle these things for you. How can I come back so soon?"

Jing Jiu said, "If I think right, he will come back sooner than I thought."

Nan Wang said, "You really just want to talk to the head of the fairy's question? I can't believe it?"

She was a little displeased, and even more angry when she thought that the host of Qing Rongfeng had actually watched a young disciple.

Jing Jiu looked at her back and knew she was angry.

He remembered the big stone on the top of Qing Rong Peak many years ago, the flower tree behind the stone, and the clunky young girl drinking on the stone, a smile on his lips.

To him, it was a very rare emotion.

Immediately after, he thought of the little song that the girl sang after being drunk, and the smile disappeared suddenly.

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At the deepest part of a secret valley in Yunmeng Mountain, there is a very hidden cave house.

The prohibition in Dongfu is very strong, and even the attack of the Qingshan strong man who can pass through the heavens can support it for a period of time.

Putting one hand on the stone table in the middle of the stone table.

Countless rays of light projected from the Huan Tianzhu, illuminating the walls of Dongfu.

The cave is a dome, and those pictures are linked together, looking extremely wide.

Those pictures are the inquirers' decades in the fantasy world of Qingtianjian.

Even the most remote mountain villages, the most subtle movements and expressions are in these pictures.

The picture passed at a high speed and turned into countless colored ribbons, but in those ruthless eyes, it was no different from the real picture.

Bai Zhenren doesn't need to ask what happened in Blue Bird Fantasy.

As long as she wants, she can call up that world at any time and watch what happened in the past.

Jade Bird had no way to hide anything from her.

Bai Zhenren didn't look at the other inquirers, but just looked at Jing Jiu and Jade Bird.

She watched that baby in the Chu Kingdom Palace was born silently, watched him stand up, looked at the sky, watched him grow up, and practiced nothing.

Mo Gong entered the palace and Jing Jiu took his first real shot.

"Soon," Bai Zhenren said to himself, "but not fast enough."

The picture continued to move forward at high speed, and soon reached the final stage.

In Zhoushan, the red leaves of the mountain are like fire, the stone steps are like jade belts, the Qin Emperor climbs up the stairs, and meets Jingjiu in the temple.

Dozens of Qin Guoqiang were cut into pieces, Qin Huang was seriously injured, and Jing Jiu's hand was still on the hilt.

At that time, the blue bird looked at the mountains, saw the red leaves, and watched the Qin Emperor, intentionally or unintentionally, and skipped some extremely important pictures.

These pictures now fall in the eyes of Bai Zhenren.

"Fast enough," she said.

In the shadow of Dongfu, a beast-eye as big as a jade plate slowly appeared, lonely and terrifying, full of murderous intentions.

"You made a big fight in the town's magic prison, and Canglong died for you. As a result, I came to Zhongzhou to win the treasure just a few years ..."

Bai Zhenren looked at Jing Jiu who was walking towards the void in the picture and said blankly, "I thought I forgot?"

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The following are testimonials. I should let this chapter exceed the number of words. I will try to compensate everyone in the future. I did not write much recently. I did not say that the two chapters are updated daily. I will raise my body as soon as possible and restore the 4,000-word update. But see How does your physical condition and this month's schedule feel like hope is very slim ...

First ask a reader of this chapter.

The reader said this: Why did Qin Shihuang sweep away, because he wanted to ask, why did he ask for longevity, because he didn't come out.

This sentence is so wonderful, it completely found my itch.

About Qingtianjian Wonderland, I originally wanted to write a single chapter freely. Later, when I thought that I was no longer in the avenue, I was so clear and beautiful that I used so many words?

I do n’t talk much about the interesting ones. At the beginning, the reader said in this chapter that I basically finished. Although my main line is not the same, let me briefly say a few words.

Qingtianjian Wonderland is the same as the enchantment and Zhouyuan I wrote before. It is not a copy, because it is closely related to the main line.

Looking down the road from the sky, everyone will find that Qingtianjian and the main line, it is indeed ... nothing to do.

But it is still not a copy, and even in my opinion, it is one of the three risky and successful attempts that has not deviated from the main purpose.

The avenue Chaotian is the second immortal, naturally light, Jingjiu has no mental journey, can not write the prehistory, nor can he write against him by comparing people and events.

how to solve this problem? In the fantasy world, the choices of the inquirers and the historical process are what this task is to accomplish. This part of the fantasy world can even be understood as the prehistoric history of the road, but it is much simpler than the history that Jingyang experienced in the real world ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ because there is only Jingjiu in the fantasy world, but there is no peace.

The at least one million words of long-term self-repairing palace fighting is solved in only a few dozen chapters. It is very economical and simple. It is the realm I am pursuing, so I am satisfied.

From an aesthetic point of view, I am also very satisfied. The details I wrote seriously are all the tone and picture I like. There are Jiajing, Zhang Juzheng, Hu Zongxian, the First Emperor, Madam Houyi, Zheng He, Qing Yu years, two children's debates, and many real or false stories.

Let's talk about the meaning that I want to express, which is probably the chapter name of this chapter, which is unforgettable after all.

The chapter of the day before the day of the predecessor is higher than that of the Tiangong test. If there is a paragraph in the middle that asks himself who is higher than the sky, these are of course related to the eight-three shooting sculptures. About a dozen days ago, I said that even if I open the theme song of the shooting sculpture at random now, goosebumps will rise, and the butterfly will jump out and say that it will rise in the future! Do you think you will become younger ... It's really sad, and it has something to do with Cai Guoquan's God's Will, which is highly recommended to everyone.

Finally, I announced an important discovery. If you smoke cherry flavored cough fruit candy, you will have a clear fishy smell.