The Path Toward Heaven

As long as the time is up, the sword will naturally be sharp enough, and the yellow leaves will naturally fill the sky. A teenager without a master can also become a strong generation.

It's like the end of a long and exhausting journey.

The cloud boat sent by Zhongzhou returned to Yunmeng Mountain.

The clouds and mist outside the mountain gave rise to numerous waves and then shattered like a dream.

Yesterday, when these cloud ships went to Qingshan, they did not say that the arrogance was arrogant, but also the momentum of victory in silence.

But when he came back, he was so silent.

The white-bladed fairy returned to the world, and died in the hands of the Snow Queen!

What makes them even more frightened is that the real person in charge has teamed up with Qingshan Zong to kill Bai Zhenren!

Thinking of this, hundreds of lines of sight fell subconsciously on the cloud boat in front, but did not see the tall figure.

I do not know when Tan Zhenren left Yunchuan in advance and returned to Yunmeng Mountain.

He first went to Houshan, met with several elders who were hidden from the world, didn't know what to say, and then stepped down to the deepest part of Yunmeng Formation.

Yesterday in Qingshan, he was bitten back by the restraint on Shifang Fuxiu Tower and was seriously injured. Somehow he did not rush to heal after returning to Yunmeng, but he wanted to do these things.

The clouds drifted slowly, revealing Kirin's huge and horrible figure.

Tan Zhenren looked at Kirin quietly, his eyes were gentle and indifferent, and the wrinkles on his wide forehead had long disappeared.

His eyes were strange, as if looking at other places, or even other times.

Of course, he could not be watching Kirin, but that person.

——Or the cloud has never spread.

Once a brother and sister, and later a priest, they have been with each other for hundreds of years. They never knew each other before, and some of them were only hidden in the deepest calculations.

Bai Zhenren's thoughts were deeper than him, and he started earlier, so he would not lose, and if he was not persuaded by Jingyang, how could he be counted by her?

Now thinking about it, the Yunwu Taoism can be broken by the Shifang Fuxiu Tower. It should have been more than 300 years ago that she let Kirin deliberately blame it?

"Yuanmei is OK now?" Tan Zhenren asked.

Kirin said: "Why come here to pay attention to fake 惺惺, I don't care about your family affairs, just want to ask why you want to give Jingyun Bell to Jingyang?"

Tan Zhenren said, "I didn't give it to him, I gave it to Tong Yan."

Kirin was a little surprised and said, "You want to pass the head to that traitor?"

Tan Zhenren said: "I was still asleep early in Dayuan City, I do n’t know when I will wake up, or if I can wake up, who can I pass to besides Tong Yan?"

This was part of his agreement with Jing Jiu.

It's just that Tong Yan didn't know it yet, and Jing Jiu sold him backhand from Qingshan Sect to Zhongzhou.

Kirin's eyes gave birth to two fires, saying: "The traitor dared to give Jingyun Bell to Jingyang. Do you think I would agree with him to come back? Will he agree to be the head of the team?"

Tan Zhenren said: "I am the head of the Zhongzhou faction. You don't count."

Kirin laughed wildly and said, "Have you ever thought about it, now Jingyun Zhong is at Jingyang, and you have been seriously injured, can I swallow you in one go?"

Tan Zhenren said, "What do you think this is?"

The words fell squarely, and an ancient bell appeared in his palm.

It is Jing Yunzhong.

Kirin's eyes changed abruptly, and a loud scream was made.

Not because of fear, but because of anger.

How many times will the same screen appear?

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What is the speed when you use the endless immortal to display the heavens and earth?

On the spring day, a warm radiance is sprinkled, and the misty atmosphere that hides in the middle and goes to the distance can be hundreds of miles in an instant.

But there is still no sword light fast, even if the trace of the sword light flight has become a bit crooked, not as vertical and horizontal as the beginning, go straight.

Guocheng Temple is close to the East China Sea.

When Tong Yan answered the first question from the master of Shui Yuezhen, Bai Zhenren came to the temple with the sun, turned into a mist in the pine forest, and then appeared in front of a Zen room.

This Zen room is called Baishan, the place where Taiping real people and Xuanyin ancestors listened.

Yesterday Taiping died, the ancestor of Xuanyin died, and the first lecture hall of Guocheng Temple died, and she was still alive.

Bai Zhenren walked into the zen room and stared at the Buddha statue, wondering what he was thinking.

The bells were melodious, echoing in the temple, and the sound of sounds made Chunguang a bit more organized.

A few years ago, the old abbot of Guocheng Temple has passed away. Zen Zi is far away from the snow field. No monk in the temple can feel her arrival.

Those bells and meridians can hide her breath and give her a little rest.

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There is a vegetable garden outside Guocheng Temple.

There are abandoned houses in the vegetable garden.

There are only half of the kimchi jars left in the house.

Jianguang flashed across the cliff.

A small round hole was left on the yellow wall of the temple.

There was a breeze in the back kitchen.

There were several rifts in the stone beast on a hall.

The stone tower in the quiet garden was illuminated by the sword.

Jing Jiu showed his figure, reached out and touched the stone tower, looking out at the numerous palaces outside.

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The bells stopped shortly.

The melodies lasted a long time.

I don't know if it was the chance that Zen said, or if he felt something about the great changes in the world yesterday, today's morning class "Three Thousand Great Wish Scriptures".

This Scripture is about getting out of this world's suffering and heading to the 3,000 Great Wonderful Worlds. The last sentence is: Supreme Subtlety, 100 Thousands of Liberals.

When this verse drifted away with the wind, Jing Jiu and Bai Zhenren met again.

There is a piece of stone ping outside Baishan Zen. On the other side of the stone ping, there is the towering forest of Guocheng Temple.

The old abbot who passed away a few years ago was in the new tower in front.

If the real people of Taiping stayed here as abbots, they would probably have their own stone towers.

Jing Jiu flicked his finger, and the ancient bell in a certain distant house was sounded.

The bell that rang again alarmed the monks in Guocheng Temple.

Several clear rays floated from the temple to the towering forest, and gradually gathered together, such as the wind-moving cymbals, it was the Shanmen array.

Bai Zhenren uses the heavens and the earth, and it is difficult to leave.

She didn't mean to leave, she held her hands, raised her face, closed her eyes, and seemed to think the bell sounded good.

Hundreds of monks rushed over and surrounded Tallinn.

Jing Jiu waved his hand.

The monks knew what he meant, and retreated somewhat uneasily.

I don't know for any reason, he didn't directly turn into that sword light, chopping up Baizhenren more than ten feet away.

Bai Zhenren did not take any action.

The two stood quietly in the Tallinn.

A breeze floated over with the faint scent of pine trees, dragging white clothes and white skirts.

Papapa, countless sounds of crisp sound, sounded from the depths of Jing Jiu and Bai Zhenren.

Numerous cracks appeared on the surface of the stone tower, all the grass on the ground turned into fragments, and the Buddha statue in Baishan's quiet room peeled off a lot of paint in a very short time.

Even the large array of mountain gates in the sky had a very strong response. The empty puppet was torn open several times, and the sun fell like this, and the stone towers were pictured on the chessboard.

Feeling the terrible atmosphere floating in the temple, the monks of Guocheng Temple were full of pity on their faces, and they kept proclaiming the Buddha's name.

Those breaths are neither sword nor Dao Xuan Gong. With a clear meaning of damage, they are the injuries of Jing Jiu and Bai Zhenren.

Bai Zhenren opened his eyes and said, "How much longer can you run rampant?"

Jing Jiu said, "I don't know."

When he was in the West Sea that year, Jing Jiu and Nanchao had a lot of conversations with God in a very short period of time, and he and Xueji had communicated this way.

Today he and Bai Zhenren are really talking.

There is no meaning, just because they are all tired at this time.

One day and one night, they were extremely exhausted and their injuries were very serious.

Bai Zhenren's wound was constantly flowing with golden light plasma. If it wasn't for Xianxuan protecting Daoxin, she would have died by the East China Sea.

Jingjiu doesn't have any strangeness, but how can I feel better when I receive a blow from the fairy in the tomb of Tianshou Mountain?

Bai Zhenren looked at him and said, "Because it is the Qingshan Sect or the Jing family, your influence on Guocheng Temple is greater than I thought."

Jing Jiu said, "So you shouldn't choose here."

Bai Zhenren said: "I heard that Liu was ten years old and lived here for many years. Your brother has been abbot for many years, and your elder brother is buried here."

Jing Jiu said, "Good."

Bai Zhenren said, "Come here ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Have you remembered a lot of past events? Have you ever thought about it, only those who are going to die will do so."

Jingjiu said, "Where does your faith come from?"

Bai Zhenren looked at the spring day in the sky and suddenly asked, "What do you think it is?"

When asked about the conference that year, Jing Jiu went to Qingtianjianli.

He was accompanied by a lot of young geniuses, such as how to get rid of, and how to get rid of his friend, the surname Jiang.

By the canal in the poor village of Zhao Guo's countryside, the two children also pointed at the sun in the sky and asked similar questions.

The sun in Qingtianjian is not the real sun, but also the dzi.

So even children know that the world they live in is fake.

Why did Bai Zhenren suddenly ask this question?

What answer does she want to hear?