The Path Toward Heaven

(Fang Jingtian said a few words before falling down yesterday, but it disappeared after being sent out ... and then the text that everyone saw became Jing Jiu talking to himself ... I can't help this, After writing it, Begonia also specially reminded that it might turn into an asterisk, so I added a point in the middle, and it turned out to be completely missing! Well, everyone should have thought of it now, and what he said was not very pleasant. But that picture looks great, unfortunately.)

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When he heard Yuan Qu, Jin Sidao's face was hard to see, and the elders' disciples who supported Fang Jingtian were also hard to see. The most ugly face was Ping Yongjia himself.

Of course, he remembered the sentence Master said at Xijianxi, but the problem was that he never took that sentence as true.

The Lord of the Jianfeng must be the great figure of the Qingshan Sect. How can he be qualified to do it?

Do n’t say anything about the seniority in Jiufeng of Qingshan. I ’m just a close disciple of God ’s End Peak. Suddenly I become the master of the peak ... What would the aunt say? What does Brother Gu Qing think? What do you think of Yuanqu? Brother Zhuo Rusui will be very angry, and ... What if A Piao loses his temper?

He was nervous and a little at a loss, he didn't know what to say, he didn't dare to refuse.

"If it were you, I would recognize it." Jin Sidao looked at Zhao Layue and said, "Why do I want to give him the title of the Lord? Because he is a close disciple in charge? Brother Liu Ci was How can I spoil Zhuo Rushui when I was there, I have never done it ... "

Zhuo Rusui didn't wait for him to finish his speech, and said with a narrow eyelid: "Don't talk to me, otherwise I will ask Uncle for your advice."

Jin Sidao snorted, and didn't play it anymore.

Although his seniority is not low and his cultivation in the middle of the sea is also very high, he is not an opponent of Zhuo Rusui.

"In short, why is he?" He looked at Zhao Layue and continued: "I will not be convinced."

Jing Jiuyi said that Jianfeng had to change hands, not to mention that Jin Sidao himself and those elder disciples who supported him, even Mochi, Meri, Banquet and others felt something wrong. The main reason is that Ping Yongjia's time in Qingshan is too short. Although she had two amazing performances a hundred years ago, after all, she was inadequate and her qualifications were too low. How could she be the master?

Yun Xingfeng's elders and disciples are supposed to serve such a person, and naturally they are even dissatisfied, looking at him rather unscrupulously.

Under the gaze of those sights, Ping Yongjia was a little nervous, and looked pitifully towards Zhao Layue, but without any support, she could not help but develop great regrets. I wondered why I had my last name Ping? As a result, everyone has to ask themselves why.

"Then ... then ... or else we'll have a fight?" He asked, looking at Jin Sidao.

When Jin Sidao heard this sentence, he couldn't help but hold back, thinking that the young people at the end of God are so arrogant? Even if I'm not Zhao Layue's and Zhuo Rusui's opponent, isn't it extremely random to clean up you?

"you sure?"

"Ok."

There was an uproar.

Even after being confirmed, Jin Sidao still did not believe that this matter could be resolved so easily, looking to Zhao Layue.

Zhao Layue said, "I am the Lord of the End of God."

The meaning of this sentence is very clear, anyway, she would not care.

In Jin Sidao's opinion, since you don't care, the real person in charge is so lazy and should not care.

Jin Sidao took a deep breath and said, "Okay."

When the words were clear, a man appeared in front of him.

The wind blows the pine waves and makes a noise. In front of the former peak hall, it is very quiet.

People look at this scene, their eyes are full of incredible emotions.

Ping Yongjia's right hand landed on his neck, and said with some uncertainty and doubt: "Is this how you lost?"

Jin Sidao's face became abnormally pale, and then quickly became purplish red, trembling, "You are a sneak attack."

Ping Yongjia said a little embarrassedly, "Sorry, a little nervous."

After saying this, without seeing how he moved, he returned to Zhao Layue's side. The distance of dozens of feet passed in an instant without leaving any residual image or bringing a whistle of wind, as if there was no movement. Too ordinary.

Looking at this scene, people were shocked again, thinking what kind of body form this is?

More than a hundred years ago, people who had seen Ping Yongjia's performance at the sword test conference and the Meihui naturally knew that this was the legendary invisible sword body.

The whole mountain, and even the entire practice world, only Jing Jiu, Zhao Layue, and Ping Yongjia have practiced this skill.

Jin Sidao took a deep breath again, suppressing the anger, tension and frustration in his heart, and did not dare to neglect, summoned his flying sword, and prepared to use the most powerful move in Yunxingfeng's Bluebird Sword.

The flying sword was extremely light under the sky, like ice cubes, and may be hidden at any time.

Ping Yongjia thought that since the other party was ready this time, he would certainly not be able to approach him as easily as before, and could not help getting more nervous.

There was a soft noise, as if Song Tao was cut off by some invisible barrier.

All empty swords rose from the wind, and brought more than ten swords to the extreme light, chopped towards Ping Yongjia.

Ping Yongjia completely leaned forward in her subconscious body, rushed towards the other side, and heard only a muffled sound, and the dust on the ground slightly.

The next moment, he came to Jin Sidao's body again, his right hand was placed on his neck, and the Tao Jianguang was brought out between the clothes and the black hair, and his fingers were filled with a faint sense of sword.

All empty swords are still in the sky.

Swan bird swordsmanship has not yet taken shape, let alone slamming.

The field became quieter and people couldn't believe what they saw.

Jin Sidao's face was full of shock and indignation, and his lips trembled, speechless.

"I think I won?" Ping Yongjia looked at him seriously and asked.

Jin Sidao reached out and recalled the empty sword, stuffed it into his empty left hand, turned around and walked out of the square. No matter how the elder disciples of Yun Xingfeng shouted, they did not turn back.

A peak owner who broke the middle of the sea was actually humiliated by a young disciple who has been in the business for more than 100 years. He still has face in the room where he may even be stimulated. He will go to Yinfengli and Fang Jingtian to work Companion.

Ping Yongjia thought that this was not a sneak attack, why was he still so angry, and looked back at Zhao Layue with some timidity, not knowing what he had done wrong.

Zhao Layue looked at him, his eyes were full of the shadows of Jianfeng when he was young, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes, saying, "You are very good."

In the distant Jianfeng, several iron eagles suddenly flew, and howling was extremely rare, the clouds were scattered, and dozens of swords were raised with joy, seeming to welcome something.

Yuan Qu approached him, looked at the empty sword in his hand with envy, and asked, "You can, what is the realm now?"

"I don't know." Ping Yongjia looked dumbfounded.

He really did n’t know where he was now. He had thought of fighting against the other party and would inevitably lose. At that time, Master would blame himself for not doing what the Lord of the Sword Peaks would do. Who would have thought that he had actually won ... With this answer, thinking of the previous picture, people were shocked and speechless again, thinking what kind of ghost place is God ’s Last Peak?

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The battle between Ping Yongjia and Jin Sidao took only a short time, and there was no dazzling picture, but the disciples of Qingshan practiced Kendo, naturally they understood what Ping Yongjia's two closes meant. As for the more important sword fight that belonged to the head of Qingshan, there were no onlookers.

Zhao Layue always felt that Jing Jiu was familiar with Tongtianjing through this battle, but others felt that it was because of this fierce battle that it took several days.

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The small charcoal stove was re-ignited, the silver charcoal gradually turned into real silver, and the water in the iron kettle gradually boiled. When it was time to put the tea leaves, his content finally returned from the court to the Qingshan School.

"The Zhongzhou party has complaints about the distribution of the court, but there is no way. The specific allocation in the mountains is still done by Tianguang Peak, and Shiyue Peak is implemented. Han and others take care and act fairly, but they have too much power ... "

Jing Jiu was lying on a bamboo chair in the comfortable autumn sun, and raised his hands to show that he had no interest in these things.

Gu Qing knew, without saying anything, picked up the teapot and began to distribute tea. There are three cups in the tea tray. He gave the first cup to himself, because it was a bit too raw, and the second cup was given to the master. Because it was just right, the third cup was given to Zhao Layue, because her taste was a bit heavy.

At this time there were only three of them at the edge of the cliff. Yuan Qu, Ping Yongjia, and A Piao were not knowing what they were talking about. They were very noisy.

Jing Jiu took the tea cup and sipped, and asked, "Is everything right there?"