The Path Toward Heaven

Xuanyin's ancestor is indeed very old, but the heavenly people are older than him. According to Jing Jiu's inference, more than 600 years ago, Tianjinren left the South China Sea, representing the old ancestor of Kirishima, looking for a descendant, and eventually selected Jianxi as an attractor. Then he should be at least 700 years old.

His spiritual practice is ordinary, but his mental strength is rare in the world. He has practiced for more than 700 years. Unfortunately, he was good at fortune telling, but he didn't count his own life so bad. First, he met Jing Jiu and Zenzi in Chaoge City, and now he met Yin San and other figures.

The most important thing is that he thought it was a game between him and Xuanyin's ancestors. Wherever he thought that he finally became a man in the game, he suffered a natural defeat, and even had no time to commit suicide, he was completely controlled by Yin San.

"You are actually fine."

Yin San looked at Xuanyin's ancestor and said, full of appreciation.

The ancestor was embarrassed, rubbed his red nose, and said, "I have been with real people for a long time, and I can always learn some scriptures."

After Yin San escaped from Qingshan Sword Prison, he first went to the South China Sea to find the Kirishima ancestor, returned to the mainland with the West King Sun, buried the former cause of the recapture of Bu Lao Lin, and then went to the Cold Mountain Wasteland to find the Xuan Yin ancestor. Traveled for twenty years.

In the past 20 years, Xuanyin's ancestors were Yin San's bodyguards, servants, braces, Qingkees, and old dogs.

No one wants to be a dog, let alone a big devil like him.

With the realm of Xuanyin's ancestors, it is very easy to kill Yin San. You just need to move your fingers and even breathe.

The problem is that until today he didn't know what method Yin San used to make Qingshan Jianzhen unable to find himself.

He didn't want to go back to the cold mountain.

It ’s hard to see the days, especially since he has already come out, where can I still have the courage to go back?

If he wanted to get rid of Yin San and tore off the leash on his neck, he would have to find a way to kill Yin San and still not be found by Qingshan Jianzhen.

He once moved the idea of ​​the turtle shell in Daze, but later found that Emperor Xiao was actually the most determined follower of Yin San, and he could only give up this idea. Then he naturally thought of another swordsman, and his eyes fell on On the remote island of the South China Sea.

In Guocheng Temple, through the fat monk in the back kitchen, he contacted Su Ziye, who had defected to the Xihai Sword School, to indicate his identity, and proposed that the Xihai Sword God work with himself-Xihai Sword School is fog The island's pulse, although this matter is hidden, but the old devil like him is not difficult to guess.

Whether it is killing Yin San or Jing Jiu, it is an irresistible temptation for Xihai Sword God, as long as he knows the true identity of the two men.

In the beginning, the ancestor wanted to use the Kirishima method to cover the breath after killing Yin San, so that Qingshan Sword Formation would not find himself, but later found that Yin San was very interested in the Hatsune sword, so he thought of a more perfect one. s solution. That is, when Yin San tried to control Tian Jinren, he suddenly launched a sneak attack. Instead, he let Tian Jinren control the spirit of Yin San and find the way to escape the Castle Peak Sword Formation.

Like Yin San said, this game is really good, even perfect, with only one problem.

Yin San got it.

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Yin San didn't say anything, he just gave Xuanyin an ancestor a lesson.

He knew that Jiu Jiu was still hiding, no matter whether it was Emperor Shen or Qingshan, but he didn't say to his ancestors, so he watched calmly as he was penetrated by Liu Ci, was seriously injured, and almost died.

After the ancestor woke up at the shore of Dazao, he quickly wanted to understand all of this. He immediately climbed out of the blood barrel with his naked body, kneeled in front of him, expressing his regret in tears and asking for forgiveness, The backhand sold the Xihai Sword Pie.

Yin San took a straw out of the straw pile, put it in his mouth and chewed slowly, watching the rising sun rising in the distance, a little tired and said, "Don't do this in the future."

The ancestor quickly got up, stood like Meng Tong, his hands close to the seam of his pants, and said, "Don't dare anymore."

He almost died in Guocheng Temple. Such a lesson was profound enough, but it also made him wonder why Bai Gui never showed up that day.

Aoyama guarded him, even when he was in his heyday, he would feel a bit troublesome, but the real person who was so smart in front of a real person was like a stinged cat. Why is it so afraid of real people?

The fat monk at the back kitchen of Guocheng Temple has died violently and can no longer eat steamed buns dipped in fermented bean curd and wrapped in roasted pork with perilla leaves.

The restaurant in Haizhou is the place of contact between the ancestors and the West Sea. Who would have thought that it was also an old forest property.

Knowing the whole world, no one knows the king, from the West Sea to the East China Sea, from the snowy field to Penglai, the entire continent is under the watchful eye of real people.

Real people are no longer omnipotent, but they still seem to know everything. This feeling is really frightening.

He just didn't know that Xuanyin's ancestor's blow to Kirin looked cruel in Guocheng Temple, but he didn't bring any real harm.

Looking at the young man with a beautiful face and indifferent expression on the rice pile, Xuanyin sighed in his heart and asked, "Is the real person already aware of the whereabouts of Hatsune Sword?"

Heavenly people lay under the pile of rice with their eyes closed and breath.

Yin San glanced at him and said, "I know something else."

As the attractor of the South China Sea Kirishima who first came to the Chaotian continent, Tianjin knows a lot of secrets and is extremely familiar with the West Sea sword school.

Xuanyin ancestor said with a smile on his face, "Congratulations."

Yin San jumped down from the pile of rice, patted the grass, and walked away.

The ancestor picked up people, like an old dog leaning on a bone, and followed him.

They walked in the direction of the rising sun, not knowing where to go.

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Have you ever heard of a sword from the sky?

This sentence Zhao Layue once heard Jing Jiu asked.

That was when they were in Haizhou City many years ago, they were wanted criminals of Qingtiansi, and the practitioners of the various sects of the Four Seas Banquet were going to kill them.

The clouds are getting lighter and weaker until they are completely dispersed, and the sword intent among the cliffs becomes more and more fierce, giving birth to a feeling of eagerness to try.

Even if he hasn't seen it, Zhao Layue has guessed that this is the taste of Qingshan Sword Formation.

In the three hundred years since the death of Taiping Reality, Qingshan Sword Formation has never been activated, and there are no signs of activation.

In the past year, the Qingshan Sword Formation actually had two consecutive signs of activation, and Jianfeng was revealed twice in front of Tiandi and Zhufeng disciples, which was shocking.

At the end of last year, the Qingshan Sword Formation was launched to kill Xuanyin ancestors in Guocheng Temple from a long distance. What was the reason this time?

Just when she was thinking about these problems, the clouds and mist returned to the peak, and the Qingshan Sword Formation calmed down, indicating that the target had disappeared.

It is difficult to start Qingshan Sword Formation, and it is more difficult to stop it.

Jing Jiu knew that man was a brother, and only he knew how the Qingshan Sword Formation operated, turning Qingshan Sword Formation into a sword thousands of miles away.

He used this sword to force Xuanyin's ancestor to stay with him as a bodyguard. Naturally, he can also use the power of Qingshan Sword Formation to do something that he can't do with his current realm strength, just like before-see Qingshan Sword The direction that the array was aimed at earlier, it is likely that he wants to deal with Jianxilai.

There are ghosts in Jiufeng of Qingshan, such as Fang Jingtian, such as those hidden deeper.

In the four guards, the chickens and dogs failed to ascend to the sky, but they will inevitably lean towards him. Audacious on both sides did not dare to offend, Yuan Gui only knew to sleep.

And Qingshan Jianzhen is like a toy of him.

No matter how you look at it, Brother ’s heritage in Castle Peak is still strong. If the battle is really going to take place in the future, it ’s unknown who wins.

Jing Jiu has determined that the white-bladed fairy has knocked himself down, and the smoke disappearing from the clouds must have been manipulated by his brother, but that gesture may have been done many years ago, such as four hundred years ago. Unfortunately, he was unable to kill the brother in Guocheng Temple. If he was not in a coma at the time, he would surely let the emperor ignore him and kill the brother first.

No matter how secretive it is, we can't hide it from everyone. If we let Yi Maozhai and other decent sects know that the brothers have fled, they will inevitably make trouble, at least the Zhongzhou faction will definitely take trouble. No one can forget so much blood and rain caused by my brother in Chaotian Continent.

Now the storm is coming again.

In the past, Jing Jiu would not be too worried, but now he is too weak.

He looked at his right hand and remained silent for a long time.

The severely deformed right hand was like a plum in a pot tied to a rope.

If it is a real plum blossom, or you can find some other beauty from this abnormality, but this is a hand.

The monk aspires to the extreme, so many teachers in Qingshan that year looked at Jing Jiu and felt that he must be very promising, because his face was too perfect.

No longer perfect, it's problematic, and it's not ugly.

The right hand is his true edge, which cannot be repaired, which will seriously affect his combat ability and future practice.

After resting in Jianfeng for half a year, the situation is only slightly better. At this speed, he wants to completely repair his right hand, for fear that it will be thousands of years.

Jing Jiu was a little depressed, which was a rare emotion for him.

Of course, he had few emotions.

In the past, a Zen master like Duhai Monk died with his finger, where could he be hurt so badly.

He remembered what happened to Zhao Layue and Liu when he was ten years old, and asked, "That bone flute keeps chopping on the ten-year-old sword?"

Zhao Layue said: "Neither of mine."

Jing Jiu was silent for a while and said, "Go to Defeng."

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Shangde Peak is very cold, and most of the peaks are cold-resistant pine trees. It doesn't look good, it's mainly too monotonous. If you look at it for a long time, it will always feel a little tired.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue stood under the peak and could already feel the cold wind coming from the front.

Shangdefeng is the most rigorous place in the Jiufeng Peak, and ordinary disciples are strictly prohibited from entering and leaving at will.

If they don't want to be identified, they have to find a way to go in by themselves.

Zhao Layue thought about the cold temperament of Lord Jianlu, and said, "I'll let Yuan Qu come to the road?"

It ’s normal for Master to have apprentices come in and do anything, such as walking through the back door.

"I know him better here."

Jing Jiu took Zhao Layue to the peak, instead of walking along the mountain road, he went directly into the pine forest.

The cold wind swayed the branches and the pine waves burst. He was really familiar with it. There was no road. The sight was thick pine needles, but he could easily find the direction. Soon he came to a cliff on the west foot and found a cave.

The temperature here is even colder than the peak. If you are not a monk, you just need to put on several cotton clothes to survive.

Zhao Layue followed him into the cave house and found that there was nothing in it. It should have been deserted for many years.

There is a stone wall in the deepest part of Dongfu. She reached out and touched it, and found that the surface was extremely hot, and she was surprised to find that the entire wall was actually jade.

A restraint was attached to the stone wall, Jing Jiu waved it away, took her to continue walking in, through several narrow stone gaps, and into a dark passage.

The deeper the channel, the lower the temperature, the colder it gets, and the frost on the stone wall gets thicker and thicker.

I don't know how long it took before the passage finally came to an end, it was a cliff.

In front of the cliff is an abyss, or a large hole leading to the ground. A sky light falls from a very high place and illuminates the bottom of the cave.

A huge black dog like a mountain lies quietly at the bottom of the cave.

The light of the sky brightened its smooth black fur without any trace of impurities, and looked like the most precious satin.

Jing Jiu took Zhao Layue down.

The black dog opened his eyes and looked down at them, his eyes cold and indifferent.

"She is Zhao Layue, Lord of the End of the Gods. It is a corpse dog."

Jing Jiu introduced them.

The black dog slowly bowed his head, indicating that he had seen it.

Zhao Layue salutes seriously.

The black dog closed his eyes again.

Jing Jiu watched it silent for a while, then turned and walked towards the sword prison.

Sword prison was also very cold and the air was very dry.

The breath overflowing from the cells on both sides of the passage was terrible.

Some of these prisoners were horrible monsters, some were strong men in the underworld, and some were cults with blood stained on their hands. Based on Zhao Layue's temperament, she should be curious about the stories of these prisoners. Maybe she wants to find a chance to come and try the sword, but today I do n’t know why. She didn't look at those cells.

"Uncle Tailu is in this cell. You should be called Uncle."

Jing Jiu found that Zhao Layue didn't respond, turned her head and found out that she was thinking of something.

"what happened?"

"No ... I just suddenly thought, would you like to have a dog in God's End?"

Zhao Layue woke up and looked at him and asked seriously.

Jing Jiu thought about it and said, "Yuan Qi Whale won't agree."

Zhao Layue looked at him inexplicably, and gestured with both hands, saying, "I mean raising such a big dog."

Jingjiu didn't understand, and asked, "Why did you suddenly want to keep a dog?"

"Now there are monkeys, cats, cicadas on the peak, yes, and the horse you brought back, what are you afraid of raising a dog?"

Zhao Layue said: "We can still watch the door when we go out, can't we expect that lazy cat?"

"Why a dog?"

"The dog is loyal."

"why?"

"Master Corpse is handsome."

The two spoke at will, and came to a hall deep in the sword prison.

The floor of the hall is paved with bluestone, and there are lights around it, which is much brighter and warmer than other places in Jian prison.

There is a passage on the right hand side of the two, leading to a very deep place under the illumination of light, and there is a cell at the end.

The passageway and the prison cell were covered with the sharpest sword in Chaotian continent.

Feeling those swords, Zhao Layue's expression changed slightly, and he gave him a subconscious glance.

"These are all my swordsmanship."

Jing Jiu took her to the cell at the end of the passage.

When he came to see Liu at the age of ten years ago, he just glanced at the cell and did not pass.

Because he didn't want to see the picture in the cell.

Since it was his sword, it naturally unraveled as he stepped in.

It didn't take long for him and Zhao Layue to walk to the cell and push in the door.

The cell was well-furnished, with beds and tables, various appliances, the fascinating hot springs, and even the magical instruments constantly reflecting the blue sky and white clouds.

There is only one such cell in Sword Prison.

Zhao Layue looked at the white bone on the bed and had already guessed who was being held here.

It's only thirty years since the real Taiping escaped from the sword prison. Why did it become a bone?

Jing Jiu walked to the bed and found that the boned right arm had been broken with elbows.

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So the flying sword looked not like a sword, but a flute.

Jing Jiujing looked at the bone, as if he saw a lot of pictures.

In this isolated cell, my brother practiced silently, exhausted countless years, endured extreme pain, and finally trained his arm into a flying sword.

Then he tore his right arm off his body.

How much pain can bear means how much pain was brought to him by the betrayal of Jing Jiu with Liu Ci and Yuan Qi Whale.

These pains, now I want to come to hate?

Zhao Layue understood the meaning of Jing Jiu, and his gaze moved from the broken arm of the bone to his deformed right hand. He thought he was a brother of Shi.

(End of this chapter)