The Path Toward Heaven

There are new changes in that Meitu.

Other than Jing Jiu, the three of them also gained something. Several red plum blossoms were added to the nearby cold branches, which was very pleasing to look at. It matched the little red plum blossoms in the distance, and there was no regret.

The newly added plum blossoms were also painted by He Zhan himself. After finishing the painting, he admired it for a moment with satisfaction, drank the wine in the pot, and left Xishan.

Practitioners from various sects stopped in front of the painting, feeling speechless, knowing that this year's Meihui will be the number one Taoist fighter in Jing Jiu.

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The news quickly spread to Qingshan.

The young disciples in Nine Peaks were naturally very happy and felt extremely honored.

Master Zhu Feng had high expectations for Jing Jiu beforehand, but he was still young, so it was impossible for him to beat Luo Huainan, so he was very pleasantly surprised after confirming the news.

On Shenmo Peak, Gu Qing and the young man surnamed Yuan boiled a plate of mulberry leaves in cold salad, washed some fruits, and opened a pot of medicinal wine.

Smelling the smell, those monkeys ran over from the cliff, chattering non-stop, which prevented the banquet from being too deserted.

Tomorrow I will go out to pick up Master.

The boy surnamed Yuan put down his wine glass, and his joy was replaced by worry.

There was no news about Chaoge City, and he didn't know the extent of Master's injuries.

Counting the time, the Mu Jianzhou who picked up Zhao Layue should arrive at Yunji Town tomorrow, and Gu Qing said, Of course I want to go together.

The boy surnamed Yuan said: There must be someone in the peak, right?

Lu Qing pointed to those apes and said, Aren't there still them?

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Among the officials of Taichang Temple, Jingshang was the most low-key. Even if his colleagues knew who his younger brother was, and Mei Huiqi even congratulated him in front of his face after the game, he still behaved honestly and peacefully as before, without showing any more arrogance.

With his style of conduct, he naturally wouldn't throw a big banquet and invite friends, but that night he still invited his wife to prepare a very sumptuous dinner, and opened a jar of old wine that had been hidden for fifteen years.

Father Jing didn't know what happened, so he said a few words of concern.

Mrs. Jing said with a smile on her face: It's nothing serious, I just heard that... my uncle won the first place in the Meihui Dao Competition.

Hearing this, Jingshang wanted to say that my uncle can call me casually, but I couldn't hold back the feeling of pride in my heart, so I drank another glass of wine happily, thinking with a little regret, why didn't I let myself place a bet beforehand this time?

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In the Duke's mansion not far from Jing's house, Duke Lu and his son were drinking together.

A bright pearl is a bright pearl, no matter whether it is wind, sand or cold snow, it can't hide it.

The son's eyes were full of admiration, and he said: This is the case for the descendants, what kind of person would the person holding the wooden sign be like? Grandfather really has vision.

Lu Guogong said: Idiot, it's because your grandfather has a good vision. Your grandfather was the one who was chosen. What we have to do is to prove that his vision is correct.

The son thought that this was indeed the truth, and said: Father, I want to go to Xishanju to see the plum picture tomorrow.

Those Meitus will be kept by various sects afterwards, and the Daoist War is not over yet, Jing Jiu's Meitus are still living in Xishan, so if you want to see it, you have to take advantage of it now.

Lu Guogong said: The picture has been sent to the palace at dusk, and His Majesty asked to see it by name.

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Before Jing Jiu's Meitu was sent to the imperial palace, of course it had to be sent to Jingjue Temple for evaluation by Chanzi.

Surprisingly, until the next morning, there was still no news.

Even practitioners who don't like the style of the Qingshan School must admit that Jing Jiu should be number one in this Dao battle.

Could it be that something went wrong with Dao Zhan.

Xishan occupies the highest place, and the clouds and mist surround the wooden fence, like a fairyland.

Because of one thing, the great figures in the practice world gathered here again.

Accompanied by a pure and gentle aura, the elder of the Zhongzhou faction who rarely showed up also came.

He came here from Yunmeng Mountain because today's matter is related to the Zhongzhou faction.

In the middle of the pavilion, there is a thing like a sand table, the bottom exudes the unique light of the magic weapon, there is a slight mist on the top, and the picture inside is faintly visible.

This is the treasure of Daze's town school - Qianlitu.

The thousand-mile map can present an extremely distant picture. Cooperating with the Kunlun School's Han Haoniao and the Fayuanzong's Talisman and Dao Magical Artifact, it can easily understand the situation ahead.

In the past few days, the strange cold fog appeared much less frequently, and the picture was clearer, and it was possible to see exactly where the young disciples participating in the Dao battle were.

Most of the young disciples have already entered the black mountain, getting closer to the hinterland of Snow Country, and closer to the real danger.

There are eight or nine faint light spots in the mountain range at the front. There are not many people, and they are divided into two groups. They should be the team of Luo Huainan and Tonglu.

In a certain canyon that is far away behind, there are many light spots gathered together. There are so many people that it makes that canyon look a bit bright.

In the beginning, they stopped for two days, and then met other teams on the way again, and then stopped and walked like this, and they have no intention of separating until now.

He Guogong said: They should be very clear about the rules of Dao warfare. This is wrong, but it doesn't look like they are planning to cheat.

He looked at the sand table while speaking, but all the sect masters and elders present knew who he was talking to.

Nan Wang was expressionless, as if he didn't hear it.

Yes, according to the news from the front, this is what Jing Jiu meant.

After killing dozens of snow-footed beasts that night, he took those young disciples and walked and stopped in the snowy field and cold mountains. Up to now, more than 30 people have gathered.

Obviously, he did it on purpose, the question is what is he trying to do?

I feel that I am the number one in Taoism, so I am extremely proud. Do you want to be the leader of the new generation?

The head of Kunlun said with a sneer: Does he still see teachers like us, and are there any rules?

The number one in Taoism is certainly something to be proud of. In addition, he is a reincarnated disciple of Uncle Jingyang. Few people in the cultivation world are qualified to be his teacher.

Nan Wang said indifferently.

She doesn't like Jing Jiu, because he is too good-looking, too dazzling, he is not as gentle as jade and as beautiful as green pine in Jingyang.

But at this time, of course she had to speak for him.

The elder of the Zhongzhou faction spoke up and said, Shouldn't you be in a hurry to make a judgment? Maybe something happened to them.

He had to say this not because of Jing Jiu, but because Bai Zao was there too.

More importantly, according to the news from the front, Jing Jiu was able to persuade those young disciples to stop, largely because of Bai Zao's support.

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Jing Jiu never thought of taking the first place in the Taoist competition.

There is a gap between his level and Luo Huainan's. Before chasing and killing the snow-footed beast that night, he didn't know that he was so suitable for this snowfield, so of course he wouldn't let the well merchant place his bets.

He came to participate in the Dao battle for other reasons, and what he is doing now is one of them.

What is he going to do?

In the cold canyon, in the wind like flying swords, more than 30 young ascetics looked at Jing Jiu's figure, and all they thought about was this question.