The Path Toward Heaven

Sticks, tigers, chickens, and a bug.

Well nine, fire carp, cicada, and some mosquitoes.

Winning by small is usually a victory of willpower, but if it is extremely small, victory will be much easier.

In terms of fire carp's strength, it is not necessary to be afraid of those mosquitoes, even those that are most intractable by Liu A, who are in the town's magic prison.

The key problem is that it has no idea what those invisible things are.

The unknown will greatly amplify fear, not to mention that it is such a little guy who has never left the earth's center, has not fully grown up, and is even scared by shadows.

Jing Jiu did not speak, and it seemed that he was not prepared to say anything more to Huo.

The fire carp swung its tail and backed away dozens of feet, looking very vigilant, ready to jump back into the magma river at any time, saying, "If I spread the news of your collusion with the Hades, you will inevitably lose your reputation and die without death Ground! "

Listening to such a threat of weakness, Jing Jiu thought of something else.

Even if the Zhongzhou faction sends people to see it every 600 years, why does this fire carp speak so smoothly?

The most puzzling thing is that he always feels that the tone of the fire carp is always familiar.

The atmosphere in Yadong didn't become more tense because of his silence, just a little awkward.

The embarrassment is all fire carp.

It didn't want to do anything at this time.

The problem is that, as a confession in Zhongzhou, it would be too shameful to let the Qingshan disciple leave without saying a word.

Huoyi suddenly thought of a way and shouted happily: "Hey buddy, otherwise, if you do me a favor, then I'm naturally not good at beneficiaries, what can we do about this?"

Jing Jiu thought that this really made sense, and asked, "What is it?"

The fire carp turned around in the air, exposing the dorsal fins, and said, "I was bathing in the river yesterday. I was too jubilant. I accidentally bit my back with my mouth. You also know that a king like me, Nothing can hurt me except myself ... "

Jing Jiu said, "I'll heal you?"

The fire carp turned around and said, "Yeah, yeah, of course, you can cure it casually, and I didn't expect you to cure it, it's a matter of mind."

How could it bit his back? It's not a giraffe.

This must be false.

It just didn't want to say that it was ashamed to be defeated by that strange and terrible broken man.

The most disliked by the king of carp is shame.

It allows Jing Jiu to heal his wounds, the same principle. He does not seek cure, but only requires both parties to have a step and take a step back.

Since then, the mountains have high water and long sky, and the sea has wide sky.

Jing Jiu went to the river and looked at the back of the fire carp, and found that its tail fin was indeed injured, the scales around it were slightly lifted, and some were even burnt.

He was a little puzzled, thinking that someone who could penetrate into the bottom of the soul valley hurt his heart, and used the fire system.

Jing Jiu will not heal the disease, but he has some experience in treating such injuries. After all, the sword has been sharpened for so long.

He stepped up into the air and landed gently on the back of the fire carp.

Fire carp was a bit surprised, I thought, would you really heal?

Jing Jiu stretched out his right hand and began to remove the scales that had been necrotic and scorched.

Those scales are very hard, and even his right hand needs some effort to remove.

He thought the scales were familiar, and after seeing that there were obviously old injuries in front of him, he finally wanted to understand something.

It turned out that the magic weapon he snatched from the evil Xiu was made with the scales of this fire carp.

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A huge golden carp was suspended above the lava river.

A golden carp was crouching alone.

What the man was doing constantly.

This picture is wonderful and magnificent, but if you think about it, in fact, what is the difference between a starling standing on the back of a bison and helping it peck on parasites?

It is indeed a shame to think of Jing Jiu's identity, to say the least annoying. But he did so quietly, because he also needed a step to leave, safety is always the first thing, and the scales of the fire carp can help him sharpen his sword, so why not?

What really regretted him was that he couldn't sharpen the sword with good fish scales. Those fish scales exuded a metallic luster and were obviously extremely hard. However, he was close to the body of the fire carp. A little hard work will make the fire carp painless, so he can only rub his right hand by the way when removing the burnt and dead fish scales, but those scales have been injured by some kind of fire poison. The magic weapon of repair is easy to use.

It didn't take long for him to remove all the damaged scales on the fire carp's back, which made it uncomfortable and even painful, and returned to the shore.

The fire carp swung its tail and made a few laps quickly. It felt a lot lighter, and couldn't help but be very happy, and said, "While the King is in a good mood at this time, you go quickly, although I can't eat you, I make the King a bit sorry . "

Jing Jiu also had some regrets. If this fire carp was raised in the ground fire for more than 6,000 years, and he was fully grown, he could use the scales on the opponent to sharpen his sword, so that it would not hurt, but it would be a little painful and coax it is good.

He suddenly thought of a possibility, and asked, "You said that you haven't been to Yunmeng Mountain, have you been anywhere else?"

A dark mood appeared in Huo Li's eyes, saying, "I could only stay in the ground fire until I was an adult, and I have never been anywhere."

That's it.

Jing Jiuxin wanted to have an extremely cold vein below Defeng, but there was no fire vein in Qingshan, and he really couldn't afford it.

what a pity.

Otherwise, you do n’t need to ask Uncle Tailu who has a bad temper, there is one more fish at the end of the gods, and one more guard in Qingshan.

Huo Li felt his emotions, but did not know why his emotions started. He thought he was sad for himself, and thought that this Qingshan disciple was very good.

Jing Jiu raised his right hand and flew towards the ground. When he entered the cliff, he looked back at the carp with a pity.

The fire carp shook its tail twice, and some reluctantly.

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The cold mountain in the early spring season is still cold, the wasteland is still desolate, and the four wilds are killed, not to mention the bison and burdock birds, not even the worms.

So dead-hearted, naturally cannot be all the relationship between heaven and earth, but related to those Xuanyin disciples scattered in the field.

The overall altar of the wind knife religion is in Yeye City, but we must fully defend the movement over the snowfield. The Kunlun faction is strong and capable, and we ca n’t pay attention to the movement at the cold mountain side. The stronger and arrogant, the faint feeling of the year.

Logically speaking, there are signs of the revival of evil factions in the north. As the leader of the right path, the Zhongzhou faction has no responsibilities and should start to deal with it. However, Yunmeng Mountain has been in trouble for many years. Jing Jiu, Qing Tianjian ran away by himself, and how could the two real people care about these gossip.

During this time, there was another change in the snowfield. Xuanyinism's behavior in Lengshan became more and more undisguised, and it actually felt a little bright. This time, the Xuanyin bishop who professed to be the Ming king, with most of the masters and thousands of congregations, laid out a powerful formation on this wasteland. He searched around and seemed to be looking for something.

A Xuanyin disciple is standing on the yellow meadow, rubbing some sour eyes, confirming that there are no traces, looking out more than ten miles away, and speaking through the instrument: "What can you find over there?"

The voice of the same door came from the implement: "Nothing."

Then another voice from the same door sounded: "I heard that guy has been hiding underground for almost two years, so how can we find it?"

Xuanyin worshippers are in groups of three, searching for an area.

According to the rules established by the leader himself, the three believers are strictly forbidden to approach each other this time, and they must keep a distance of more than ten miles.

This is not to prevent them from competing for merits, but to avoid situations where three people are instantly killed by the enemy and unable to issue a warning.

Like all the same, these three believers have been looking in the cold mountain for several days. Without any gains, they are inexhaustible, and they will inevitably complain.

In the past few years, they must have come together, lit a fire, drank some wine, and talked about the bad things about the elders, and the time would be much better.

But now they don't have such a good day. The instruments they carry can determine and record their location. If high-level officials find out that they have approached afterwards, it will be unimaginably tragic to deal with them.

Fortunately, the magic instrument can talk, and they can pass the time by chatting, because they don't know if the magic instrument can record the sound, naturally they dare not say bad things about the elders, then they can only talk about real gossip.

"What do you know? The Lord Master shot it in person. It is said that even the Fire King was alarmed, and that person was pushed out of the ground, so we will find us here."

"Speaking of why the Zhongzhou faction expelled the person from the mountain gate? I heard that the person was famous."

"Who knows, in my opinion, that person should have stolen something from Zhongzhou."

"Hahahaha! I don't think it's stealing the baby, isn't it stealing the maid?"

"What a ignorant guy! His master is Bai Zhenren, how can there be any mother-in-law, besides, who in the north does not know that he likes Baizao Fairy."

"Then why would he run? In the future, he would become a dragon rider, wouldn't it be anything?"

"It's really ignorant to say that you are ignorant! Who doesn't know the entire Chaotian continent, Bai Zaixian likes Qingshan Jingjiu."

The three Xuanyin believers chatted with joy in the instrument, completely forgetting what might be recorded.

Suddenly, the chat voice in the instrument stopped, and then it resounded.

"Did you feel the ground shake?"

"Yes ... it was a little bit shocking."

"I'm fine here, it seems to be your side, be careful."

"Stop talking! I'm really scared."

"Hahahaha, what's so scary about this, there are pulses of fire everywhere under the cold mountain. How many days will it not shake?"

"You know a fart! Grandpa Fire Lord heard that it was here! But don't forget that he suffered a big loss in the hands of the master the other day."

"You have a point. The leader and the elders are naturally not afraid, but if we are out of luck, then we will not have to die immediately."

"Mr. Fourth, you say so, I'm really scared, Qiao Shen, since you are more shocked on the other side, take care of yourself."

"Qiao Shen ... did you hear me?"

"Old Joe? Are you okay?"

"Old Joe!"

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The Xuanyin fellow named Qiao Shen didn't reply, because he was a little hesitant at this time and didn't even hear the sound coming from the instrument.

Suddenly there was a round black hole on the surface of the wasteland in front of him. The hole was not large enough to allow one person to go in and out, and there was no extra.

The smoke gradually fell, and a person appeared in front of him.

The man was dressed in white, covered in dirt, and looked a little embarrassed.

"This is where?"

The man jumped on the ground.

The dirt and sand are like dew on the lotus leaves, they can no longer adhere, and the bones roll down.

Even the slightest dust, www.wuxiaspot.com, couldn't stay on him.

"Here is ... Cold Mountain."

Qiao Shen said with a quivering voice, then saw the man's clean face, suddenly woke up, and shouted to the magic device: "Run, it's a well ..."

Jing Jiu waved with his right hand.

His voice stopped abruptly.

The next moment, his head fell down and rolled out on the ground.

The cosmic front emerged from the universe and broke through the wind. It instantly came to more than ten miles away and cut off the head of another Xuanyin cult.

same.

Jing Jiu's body disappeared in place.

When he came more than ten miles away in the other direction, the Xuanyin cultivator named Lao Meng was still leaning his head and listening to the words in the implement.

The Xuanyin cultivator named Qiao Shen was dead, but his voice just came out of the magic weapon.

"……well."

Well Jiu waved.

Old Meng also died.

Jing Jiu glanced at his right hand and nodded with satisfaction.

From summer to autumn, then from autumn to winter, and then to early spring, after grinding for so long, it was finally sharpened.

The sharper the sword, the faster his ghostly fairy sword will be.

The cosmic front returned silently.

He reached down to take it off and walked forward.

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(This chapter was saved, and I wrote it bravely last night, because today I have to be busy all day. This does not mean that I can update on time tomorrow. It also does not mean that I can update it every day. It is assured that the writing is fun. Shaking his head, really I appreciate the relaxed self who can sometimes write such chapters ...)

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