The Path Toward Heaven

There are some questions about Ping Yongjia's origin.

Those files that seem simple and do not have any strange places are as clean as the former Jingu Jiu, and this is the problem.

When he first entered Qingshan, the problem was naturally not noticed, and when Shang Defeng began to pay attention to the problem, the dinner was inconvenient to continue to check, because his identity was already different.

He is the oldest concubine of God's End Peak, a close disciple in charge of the real person, and now he has a very prominent identity Jianfeng Lord.

Many Aoyama disciples are dissatisfied, and feel that Ping Yongjia is sitting on this position entirely by the true talents of the head. What kind of skill is it to sleep on Jianfeng every day?

It's been a few years to sleep in Jianfeng, full of sharp swords, which is really a great skill.

Not to mention that Guangyuan real people, Nan Wang, and others saw what he had done with his own eyes.

The countless flying swords that make up the Castle Peak Sword Formation obey only his will now, and even the sword-light of the heavens and the earth is walking with his fingertips.

When the crisis of extinction was lifted and the gap in the sea was filled, Ping Yongjia fell asleep again.

People thought he was extremely tired, and only Zhao Layue and Qinger knew he was pretending to sleep.

Yun Xingfeng in the twilight had no sword-like appearance, and looked like a somewhat awkward bonsai. The passageway to the peak had been blocked, and the more terrible ban was the indifferent eyes from a distance.

The corpse dog kept staring here.

Yuan Qu came to the peak, watched the deep silence for a while, and went in.

His identity is also special, Yun Xingfeng's elder disciples naturally did not dare to stop him, and the corpse dogs in the distance chose to ignore them.

Crossing the steep cliffs, passing the gravel that had collapsed the other day, listening to the sound of the iron eagle above him, he came to the highest point of Jianfeng and looked at the cliff.

There are three holes in that cliff, and each hole can seat one person.

As of today, there are only three invisible sword bodies in the Aoyama Sect.

Ping Yongjia opened her eyes and looked at him with pleasure and said, "Brother, are you here?"

Yuan Qu said, "Since you pretend to sleep, pretend to be serious. What do you wake up to do?"

Ping Yongjia said, "I thought about it for ten days, but I still feel uneasy. Brother, your sword is the most suitable for sword cord, and Qimei sword is very good. Can you bother me to lock me?"

Yuan Qu looked at him like a fool, and murmured, "I know what happened."

Ping Yongjia looked at him with hope and said, "Brother, what about your sword?"

Yuan Qu said: "I didn't bring a sword at all, didn't see me coming up?"

Ping Yongjia was anxious and said, "Since you know I ask you to do something, how can you not bring a sword?"

Yuanqu sneered and said, "I knew you were going to make a mess. My brother can mess around with you?"

Ping Yongjia held her head in pain and said, "You don't know what I'm afraid of."

Yuan Qu took the first two steps, opened his palm directly, stared at his eyes and said, "So what are you afraid of?"

Ping Yongjia was silent for a long time and whispered, "I thought that I was a normal ordinary disciple when I was young. That year, I was brought to God's End by the name of my master and aunt only because of good luck."

Yuan Qu was very clear about the past and said with emotion: "You were really big-hearted."

Ping Yongjia looked up and looked at him innocently and said, "How did I know what Master and Aunt were thinking, it wasn't until I slept for several years at Jianfeng that I became an invisible sword body, and I found out that I had a good talent."

Yuan Qu said with some complex emotions: "Not only good ..."

"Later in Chaoge City, those swords flew around me, and my heart began to mumble ... I don't mean that I don't know that weird, I'm not a fool."

Ping Yongjia looked at the morning light on the horizon, her face was full of emotions, and she paused for a moment and continued to say, "Until a few days ago, Master and Uncle destroyed the Castle Peak Sword Formation, and at that moment I felt a very strange and weird It seems that I can know what these swords are thinking, and then, Master ... you know ... I was surprised and happy at the time, thinking that I was like a sword demon like Master ... but ... "

He looked back and looked at Yuanqu poorly and said, "Brother, I'm not a sword demon, I seem to be Wan ..."

Yuan Qu reached out his hand in lightning, covered his mouth, looked around vigilantly, and said, "Don't say it."

After Ping Yongjia nodded again and again, after Yuan Qu retracted his hand, he lowered his voice and said, "I know what Master is thinking, and I can even let Master go. I seem to have some kind of connection with his old man. I am really very Afraid ... "

Yuan Qu stared at his eyes and said, "What is Master's situation now."

Ping Yongjia thought for a long time and said, "I don't know how to describe it, it seems that I can't wake up."

Yuan Qu patted his head and said, "What did you say?"

Ping Yongjia grieved and said, "But it really is so, so I'm afraid."

Yuan Qu took a deep breath and looked at the unusual face of the young master under Chenguang, slowly said, "What are you afraid of?"

Ping Yongjia lowered her head and said, "I'm afraid ... I'll take Master's body."

I don't know what to think, he quickly raised his head and waved his hands again and again and said, "I'm not saying that I have such a bad idea, I'm just afraid that I'm close to Master, that connection will **** me directly ..."

"Where's the idea?"

A grey flying sword crooked across the cliff.

The Swallow Boat Sword is known for its leaf-like shape and listlessness. This time, it was severely damaged during the immortal's birth, and its action was slower.

Just like Zhuo Rusui at this moment, her eyelids are more severe than in previous years, and she does not wake up at all.

He came to Ping Yongjia and unconsciously uncovered the amazing fact, saying, "If you are really the sword spirit of all things and a sword, that body is yours. The real person is dead and you take it back. It's just the return of the owner. "

Yuan Qu is very helpless. Do you want to talk about such things when you think about it? Ask Ping Yongjia with his eyes, why is this guy here?

"I asked Brother Zhuo to come up with some ideas. If you can't lock my sword with your sword." Ping Yongjia rubbed her hands nervously, and several swords naturally floated out, leaving a few wipes between the cliffs. trace.

Zhuo Rusui looked at the marks of the sword between the cliffs and said, "If you are really the sword spirit of all things, no sword cable can lock you."

Yuan Qu is even more helpless, thinking that you are still talking about it?

"What should we do? Don't say anything **** like the original owner, I definitely won't do it!"

Ping Yongjia said bitterly, "Otherwise ... you killed me?"

Zhuo Rusui said badly: "Such a **** and ruthless thing, don't say us, not even Zhao Layue can do it."

Ping Yongjia's head lowered and her voice was deeper, she murmured, "I know Auntie wants to kill me."

Zhuo Rusui said: "Zhao Layue will not kill you because you haven't done anything. She is just observing your weaknesses and ensuring that you can kill you in the first time when you threaten your head."

If Ping Yongjia really went to Ohara Castle, she would definitely see a **** sword light, even if the Firth sword had been cut into two pieces at this time.

This is why Zhao Layue refused to bring Jing Jiu back to Qingshan.

Suddenly the morning light shattered, and three huge sword boats left the cliff flat by Xijian Creek and headed northwest.

A sword book broke through the clouds and came to the cliff.

"The head is in Ohara City." Yuan Qu looked back and said to Ping Yongjia, "You should know that."

Ping Yongjia said a little nervously, "Master Aunt is not bringing Master back, how dare I say where he is?"

"You ..." Zhuo Rusui pointed him twice, not knowing what to say, and stepped on the sword to prepare to leave.

Yuan Qu said: "I left the sword exclusively on God's Peak. There are still some things to bring. You can take me over to clean up."

Zhuo Rusui stretched out his hand and pulled him to the sword, drifting away.

Ping Yongjia jumped out of the cave, waved at Jian Guang in the sky, and shouted, "I don't dare to go, don't forget to tell Master his old man, I miss him very much."

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Three huge sword boats descended outside the city of Ohara, and they politely levied the manor house and the house in the mountains, as well as the beautiful lotus pond.

The court's cooperation was also extremely fast, and the Guardian Army closed the mountain overnight, blocking the curious vision and footsteps of ordinary people.

Immediately afterwards, more buildings rose up on both sides of the mountain stream outside Sanqianyuan, just like the street in the Song Dynasty.

Guangyuan real people and Nan forget to heal in their respective yards, and Elder Qingshan and his disciples surrounded the hall by a leak.

The red and warm twilight shrouded the water of the small bridge, which made the lonely grave less desolate.

Zhao Layue sat by the lake, slowly holding a Firth sword in his right hand, and slowly cultivated. His eyes fell on the burning lake. He didn't know what he was thinking.

I don't know how long it took, she let go of her hands, and Frost was still two.

She got up and inserted the two severing swords back into her waist, returned to the Zen room through the round window, and confirmed that Jiu Jiu showed no signs of waking up, and Bai Zao was like the past 100 years.

Stepping out of the zen room, stepping onto the small bridge and watching the west sitting in the twilight, she raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Can you be more particular?"

Xilai was holding the corpse of Yinfeng and felt the knife in the meantime. He listened for a moment, and asked, "What is it?"

Zhao Layue pointed to the corpse of the phoenix in his arms, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com said: "Anyway, it was guarded by Qingshan during your lifetime. You let it die and you ca n’t get rid of it. It is also used to realize the sword ... I do n’t care. But if the Aoyama disciples are seen outside the courtyard, do you think they will not go crazy? "

There are many madmen like her in Qingshan disciples, otherwise there will not be such a famous mantra. If you let them look at the picture on the bridge, they are really **** and embarrassed. Where can they take care of the safety of the real person? Will rush in.

Even if it is the peerless powerhouse of No. 1 in Kendo, how can it stop the entire Aoyama Sect from going crazy?

Xilai thought for a while, and felt that this remark was reasonable. She went down the bridge with the corpse of Yinfeng, crossed the Zen room, and went to the lake to sit and continue to realize the sword.

This picture is a bit weird and scary.

The wooden door of Sanqianyuan was knocked suddenly, then pushed open.

Yuan Qu walked in with an iron pot and tea cups.

Zhuo Rusui followed with a steaming hot pot, and his face was full of irresistible expression.