The Path Toward Heaven

The Zhang family is undoubtedly the oldest and largest family in the old world, and its power status is not much worse than that of Zhang University when he was in power. Naturally, it depends on the grandmother Zhang to be very able to live, but only the Zhang family knows it The old lady is really a difficult master, because he has a lot of quirks.

It's better to talk to the sky. He still has a preference for digging wells. After moving back from the south to the old capital, his first thing was to dig a few wells in the house. As Zhang's house expanded, more and more wells were dug in the courtyard. Walking through the corridor, bypassing the shadow wall, and under the tree in front of the flower, you can see the black wellhead everywhere. Naturally, it is not safe. What's more, the old lady who likes to watch wells is getting weaker and weaker, what to do in case of a mistake? So in the past two years, the Zhang family sealed most of the wellheads with iron bars.

"Everyone's dead and watching a fart, you get me off!"

Mrs. Zhang waved her cane, and flushed with a flush.

The granddaughter held his arm and looked at Grandpa's gray hair, feeling sad in his heart, and winked at his father.

The owner of the Zhang family sighed helplessly, and waved for the steward to open the iron bars at the wellheads and stepped forward to support his father's other arm.

Surrounded by dozens of masters, wives, sons, and young ladies in the Zhang family, Mrs. Zhang started to look at the well.

When he reached the well named Yongquan, he held the wall of the well and looked at the bottom of the well, and remained silent for a long time.

The family looked at him anxiously, for fear of something wrong.

"This well resembles the well south ..." muttered Zhang Zhang.

In fact, the Zhangjia family didn't understand why this well was called Yongquan. The underground water in the capital was not plentiful, and it was necessary to dig deep to see the water.

"You guys don't know, that guy is sloppy ... better than me, keep spraying water, sigh."

I don't know what interesting memories came to mind, a smile appeared on Zhang's wrinkled face.

Suddenly, his smile disappeared on his face, and his body shook twice, spurting blood.

Blood and water fell on the wall of the well, slowly dripping down.

There was an exclamation in the courtyard, and everyone hurried forward to try to help him leave.

Old Zhang's hands are like iron, holding the edge of the well, staring at the bottom of the dark well, her pale face full of sadness and anger, shouting: "Your Majesty, kill her!"

Listening to this sentence, everyone's complexion has changed. I wonder if the old lady has reached the last moment, otherwise why is he so confused?

Everyone knows that His Majesty is the last emperor of the Chu State.

The emperor died with the brutal Qin Emperor many years ago.

What do you call him?

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Flutter, flutter.

A blue bird ignored the hostility of the iron eagles and landed on the top of Yunxing Peak, turning into a human.

Qing'er looked at Jing Jiu and Ping Yongjia, who were staring at each other silently, and said uneasily, "It should have happened, although I don't know how he knew it."

A blood-stained sword illuminates the thick clouds, Zhao Layue also rushed over from Shenmo Peak, and was obviously very worried about Jing Jiu's condition.

Ping Yongjia stayed in the shock of Jing Jiu's request and asked, "Master, what do you want me to do?"

After hearing these words, Qinger and Zhao Layue vaguely guessed what Jing Jiu was going to do.

Qing Er can guess because she and Ping Yongjia are similar, and Zhao Layue knows that Jing Jiu has too many secrets.

Obviously, Jing Jiu's request for Ping Yongjia was like Liu Ci's request to him during the Battle of the West Sea.

Cheng Tian's scabbard is now destroyed, and only Ping Yongjia may order Qingshan's swords.

If Jing Jiu wanted to kill Bai Zhenren with Qingshan Sword Formation, he had to hold Ping Yongjia in his hand.

The problem is that in this way, Ping Yongjia's life and death are equivalent to Jing Jiu's hands, and Ping Yongjia can no longer violate his will.

The clouds lingering over the mountains, naturally carrying the sword meaning, giving birth to a sense of sensation, making people feel a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Layue glanced at Jing Jiuyi and said to Ping Yongjia: "The head wants to borrow a sword."

"Borrow a sword? I don't have a sword ..." Ping Yongjia said in a fog.

Suddenly, he wanted to understand everything.

He's like a fire carp, just naive, not really stupid.

So many things in the past are still vivid, but he never thought about it, until today Zhao Layue said the word borrowing a sword.

Yeah, he never had a sword. After sleeping on Jianfeng for several years, he learned the invisible sword body.

In Chaoge City, the sword rain fell in the sky, but he was not hurt.

There are many details, such as Jing Jiu asked if he knows why he wants to be the master of Jianfeng?

"So ... I'm also a sword?"

Ping Yongjia pointed to herself and said that after the initial shock and anxiety disappeared, she became very happy.

If he knew he was not a human, but a sword when he first entered Qingshan, he would definitely wash his face with tears every night, and he might even die to report to the teacher and ask himself if he was going to be imprisoned in sword prison to accompany those monsters and demons. But now ... Master is a sword, what if I am a sword!

It ’s just that Master has to borrow his sword ... He has sensed that Chengtian's scabbard was destroyed and understands that it is the thing that Master most fears. No wonder Master would say so solemnly.

Ping Yongjia's eyes gradually became firmer, just like in Chaoge City, forcing all the swords in her body, and then she stretched her hand to Jing Jiu.

Those sensible swords left his clothes and body, and naturally turned into sword lights, illuminating the dark cliffs.

Looking at the scene, Qing'er's eyes were a little different, Zhao Layue was a little admired, and she would also agree to Jing Jiu's request, but in the end it was different.

Jing Jiu looked at the sword lights floating out of Ping Yongjia's body, and suddenly laughed.

It's rare for him.

Suddenly Zhao Layue was disturbed.

Jing Jiu said, "I'm not borrowing a sword, I just want to ask you something."

Ping Yongjia asked in surprise: "Ah? What the **** is going on?"

"Don't kill me." Jing Jiu looked at him and said.

The mountain peaks became even quieter, even a little deadly.

The scream of Iron Eagle came from the clouds.

Jing Jiu said, "Even if I want to kill you, don't kill me."

Ping Yongjia opened her mouth and had no idea what Master was talking about.

"In the future, if I become a person like a brother and want to destroy the world, or destroy your lover who cherishes more than the world, don't kill me."

Jing Jiu finally said: "In short, no matter what happens, you can't kill me, and you can't restrain me from freedom."

Qing'er and Zhao Layue understood his meaning, and their expressions changed slightly.

Ping Yongjia finally understood, with an incredible expression on her face, waving her hands nervously and shouting, "How is this possible! Isn't this the opposite!"

"People can't lift themselves up ..." Jing Jiu said.

Zhao Layue suddenly cut off his words and said, "Yes."

Jing Ji glanced at her and said, "That's flying, two things."

Then he continued: "I can be a sword, but I cannot be a swordsman at the same time."

Yes, he can be a sword.

One of the most powerful swords ever.

That sword once killed the Kirishima ancestor's southern trend in the sky of the West Sea. It used to cut open the Lieyang Gorge and destroyed the gate of Xuanyin Sect.

Who is qualified to use this sword?

Liu Ci died, and Taiping really died. The Queen of the Snow Country learned the technique of Chengtian sword, but he was counted as accurate and sent directly to heaven.

More importantly, Cheng Tianjian was also destroyed. No one in the world can use this sword.

So he came to Jianfeng and stood in front of Ping Yongjia.

"No," Zhao Layue said.

"Since you guessed where he came from, you should know that he should be able to do it."

Jing Jiu said: "Everyone thought I ruined Qingshan Sword Formation. In fact, as long as he was there, Qingshan Sword formation could always be rebuilt."

Zhao Layue stared at his eyes and said, "That being the case, why don't you join forces with him to rebuild Qingshan Sword Formation, and then kill Bai Zhenren?"

Jing Jiu said: "The reconstruction of Qingshan Sword Formation is too slow, and the Sword Formation itself is also slow."

If it is slow, it will be too late, as he has said.

Zhao Layue summoned Firth Sword and said: "With it, you can also take Fuji and the Universe Front, and you can form another Xianxian Sword Formation."

The Frost Sword is the fastest sword among the Castle Peak Swords and even the World Swords.

"You know, this sword is not as fast as mine." Jing Jiu calmly said.

Zhao Layue looked towards the sky outside the clouds, her short hair was more messy by the wind, and her face was very stubborn.

"I still disagree."

"He can trust."

"No, in this matter, I don't even trust myself. Liu is ten years old, no one!"

Zhao Layue looked back and looked at him seriously and said, "Your life must be in your own hands."

Qing'er, who had not spoken, suddenly asked, "You shouldn't be this kind of person."

Jing Jiu asked, "What kind of person should I be?"

Qing Er said without hesitation: "You are a greedy person who is afraid of death."

As everyone knows, no matter the former Jingyang real person or the current Jingjiu, they are very lazy and afraid of trouble. The biggest characteristic is of course that they are afraid of death.

He only wished to retreat in the Qingshan Mountains and ignored the world affairs, except for this life for three months, he never risked his life once. Even if the practice world ushered in something that was not happening in the millennium yesterday, the return of the real people of Taiping, the immortal descended from the sky, all of them are still in his calculations, and he refused to take a step in danger.

At that time, Liu Ci wanted to use his sword. He never refused to let it go. He was finally injured by Nanchao in the temple before he finally agreed to Liu Ci. In order to completely eliminate the hidden dangers this time, he destroyed Cheng Tianjian at all costs. As a result, at this time, he took the initiative to control his life and death and put it into Ping Yongjia's hands?

Just because Bai Zhenren wants to die?

Zhao Layue couldn't figure it out, and Qing'er couldn't figure it out.

Jing Jiu said, "I will tell her when I see Bai Yuan for specific reasons."

Zhao Layue said angrily, "What on earth do you want to do?"

Jing Jiu said, "I will do whatever I want."

This is a very wonderful answer.

Zhao Layue was silent for a moment, and asked, "What do you want to do at this time?"

Jing Jiu smiled and said, "I want to call the wind and the rain, and travel for miles."

Zhao Layue knew that the other day she had heard her conversation with Taiping.

Qinger muttered beside him, "He is not peaceful, nor is it Liu Yan, you can't last long."

Like Jing Jiu, she is the Tianbao true spirit who was born to hide the world, and her judgment is naturally the most accurate.

Zhao Layue stared at Jing Jiu's eyes and asked, "Is it all right?"

This is the third time I have asked.

Jing Ji touched her head and said, "Relax, I won't die."

After saying this, he reached out to Qing'er and said, "Give me Qingtian Jian."

Qinger didn't sneer at him like he did in previous years, reached out his little hand and patted him in the palm, making a soft noise.

Ping Yongjia finally woke up from shock and said in a crying voice, "Master, this is too dangerous. What if I become a villain in the future?"

Jing Jiu said so much to him today, his patience was exhausted and he frowned slightly.

After all, he was not Zhao Layue.

Ping Yongjia's face was pale, but she didn't dare to procrastinate any more. She trembled her fingers towards him.

The bottom of Jing Jiu's feet left the ground and floated, looking very light, like a breeze.

After training as a ghost fairy sword in the town's prison, he once floated in front of the Emperor.

Later, on the ruins of the small temple in the mountains, he once floated in front of the south trend.

Jian Guang was floating on the cliff, lingering around him.

Sympathy between swords and minds

Suddenly, Ping Yongjia found herself able to know all the thoughts of Master. She couldn't help being excited and her fingers trembled even more.

The next moment, he pointed his right finger at the distant East China Sea.

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Boom.

Jing Jiu disappeared from the place.

There was a strong wind between the cliffs.

The three of Zhao Layue looked to the east.

To the east of Jianfeng are two forgetful peaks.

A cloud of smoke was splashing in the two forgotten peaks, like a flower blooming.

The smoke was scattered, and we could see a hole in the cliff. The morning light projected from there, straight like a sword.

In the distant sky, a faint light of swords can be seen, heading towards the East at an unimaginable speed, and soon disappeared into the morning light.

How could there be such a fast sword in the world?

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The sword illuminated the peaks of the Qingshan Mountains and shocked many people.

Nan Wang sat on the black stone on the top of Qingrong Peak, stepping on a flower tree, holding a jug in his hand, looking indifferent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Guangyuan real person was sweeping leaves on the stone beam between Shiyue Peak and Xilai Peak, sensing the change of Jianfeng's breath, looking up at the sky, admiring.

The corpse dog slowly got up, looking at the sword light in the sky, his eyes seemed extremely warm ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ seemed extremely satisfied.

The disciples of each peak went out of the cave house and watched the Jianguang go in the morning light.

Ada walked to the cliff and squatted down. The mottled blood on her body shone slightly in the morning light, and she felt a sacred feeling.

The sea of ​​clouds under the cliff of God's End is a little chaotic. Just like its mood at this time, what are you crazy about?

Yuan Qu looked at Jian Guang in the distance, and murmured, "If the uncle head doesn't return in this trip ..."

Liu calmly said at the age of ten: "Then ..."

"Oh!"

Zhuo Rusui spit on the ground several times.

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(The number of chapters yesterday is wrong, but that doesn't matter.)