The Path Toward Heaven

The Liuguang Clock is a very famous magic weapon of the Zhongzhou School, and it can be said to be the most powerful existence in battles below the Nascent Soul level.

This magic weapon is inherited from ancient times, and they are a natural pair called Beichen Bell and Nanping Bell.

The current head of the Zhongzhou School and his wife used this pair of clocks when they were young to defeat so many geniuses of the same generation, and how many demons from the underworld and monsters from the Snow Country they killed.

These years, the Beichen Bell has been in the hands of Luo Huainan, and with it, it will shine brightly, and its reputation will never fall.

But until now, no one knew that the Nanping Clock was actually in Bai Zao's hands.

Bai Zaonai is the only daughter of the head couple of Zhongzhou School, so of course she is qualified to hold the Nanping Bell.

But does this mean that the head couple of the Zhongzhou faction have reached an agreement and decided to choose Luo Huainan instead of Tong Yan as Bai Zao's Taoist partner?

If this is true, it will definitely become the most concerned thing in the cultivation world of Chaotian Continent.

That's something to think about later.

The question now is why Bai Zao suddenly sacrificed the Liuguang Clock?

It was only a very short time for young practitioners to have these thoughts.

The Nanping bell blasted at the disciple of the West Sea Sword Sect.

Hum!

The gust of wind suddenly picked up, and an indescribable air wave and invisible sound wave spread around the canyon.

The snow blocks danced wildly, the cliffs shattered suddenly, and the atmosphere of the world changed because of it.

That disciple of the Xihai Sword Sect was a direct disciple of the sect, and at the most dangerous moment, he summoned the Flying Sword of Flying Flying Sword and forcibly blocked it.

But how can his flying sword block a magic weapon of this level?

There was a sharp sound of piercing through the air, and the flying sword flew up obliquely, piercing into the hard cliff, and sank more than two feet, leaving only a hilt.

The disciple of the Xihai Sword Sect was sent flying more than ten feet and landed in the snow. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face became extremely pale.

After being helped up by his fellow disciples, he didn't bother to inspect the injury and wipe off the blood, and looked over there in shock and shouted, Junior Sister Bai! What do you mean!

The colleague reminded him in a low voice.

He looked at where he was before, and then he realized what was going on, and his face became even paler.

A black flying sword hovered there.

If he hadn't forced out the sword just now and was blown away, he might have been silently cut by that black sword.

In other words, it was not in vain, or he was already dead at this time.

The black sword was a bit wide, and it didn't look surprising, but it didn't have any aura fluctuations, just like a real ghost.

The disciple of the Xihai Sword Sect couldn't get rid of the lingering fear, and he couldn't speak anymore.

The rest of the young practitioners also felt cold physically and mentally looking at the black flying sword.

Everyone knew that Jing Jiu won the first place in the Taoist battle, but no one would compare him with people like Luo Huainan and Tonglu.

It's just the beginning of Wuzhang, how strong can it be?

Now everyone knows how terrifying his sword is.

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Jing Jiu turned to look at Bai Zao.

In Qingshan, he had heard Gu Qing's comments. In recent years, the relationship between the Zhongzhou faction and the Xihai Sword faction has gradually improved, and there are even signs of an alliance.

At the Four Seas Banquet outside Haizhou City, the disciples of the Zhongzhou School could be seen at the beginning, which is proof.

This is probably the reason why Bai Zao shot.

She was very smart, probably felt that the Nanping Clock not only saved the life of the disciple of the West Sea Sword Sect, but also helped him out.

But how do you judge that I am satisfied?

Jing Jiu didn't speak, and there wasn't much emotion in his eyes.

Bai Zao accurately accepted his meaning.

The cold wind blows the white gauze.

She said something in a very soft voice that only Jing Jiu could hear.

Do me a favor.

Jing Jiu didn't say anything, and called Hei Jian back.

The disciple of the West Sea Sword Sect gave him a look of hatred, but he didn't dare to provoke him any more, and took his flying sword out of the cliff.

Only the strength of the realm can't convince the crowd after all, not to mention that this is a Taoist battle, not a place for life and death contests, so many Taoist voices rang out.

Even if you get the first place in the Taoist battle, no one will convince you, because you are a coward, and you are overbearing and unreasonable. Based on these two points, you will never be able to become Luo Huainan!

That's right! Can you still gag all of us? Unless you kill us all!

What qualifications does someone like you have to inherit the mantle of Master Jingyang!

As if he didn't hear these voices, Jing Jiu asked, Is there anyone from Xuanling Sect?

A little girl looked around at her comrades, and raised her hand timidly.

Immediately afterwards, two more Xuanling Sect disciples raised their hands.

Suspender Sect disciples have always played an important role in the Dao War, and the number of participants has always been large.

Jing Jiu then asked, Where's Daze?

Someone raised their hand.

There were two Daze practitioners present.

Jing Jiu said: We are not of the same clan, so we shouldn't force you to go with us, but the relationship between you and my family is too close, if you don't take you away, your elders will inevitably tell you that you will die, that would be too troublesome.

Xuanling Sect and Daze's disciples were stunned before they understood what he meant, they couldn't help being at a loss.

A disciple from another faction looked at this scene, felt sympathy, and shouted: Why? They're not from the Green Mountain Sect.

Jing Jiu ignored this person, and said to Xuanling Sect and Daze's disciples, Or, you fought me.

Xuanling Sect and Daze's disciples looked at each other, seeing the helplessness in each other's hearts.

Jing Jiu looked at the crowd again, and confirmed that there were no monks from Guocheng Temple, and no disciples from the small sect attached to the Qingshan Sect.

Finally, his eyes fell on a young girl.

The girl's clothes looked familiar to him, and he should have seen them many times many years ago.

The relationship between Shuiyuean and Qingshan is indeed good, but I won't listen to you. If you want to fight, you can fight. Even if you can't fight, can you still kill me?

The girl said, the contempt in her eyes was very clear.

Jing Jiu thought to himself how gentle and sweet the junior sisters of Shuiyue Nunnery used to be, but it wasn't until she was born in Sanyue that she developed such a distasteful disposition.

He didn't say anything, and said to everyone in the canyon: If the rest want to stay, they can stay, and if they want to leave, they can leave.

The two Xihai Sword Sect disciples and Kunlun disciples left first, and many young practitioners also left afterward.

Some people were annoyed thinking that they had been delayed for such a long time because of such absurd things, how many Snow Country monsters would have been killed, and their performance in the Taoist battle would have plummeted, so they couldn't help cursing a few obscenities, and some people spat in Jing Jiu's direction.

After asking Bai Zao for instructions, the disciples of the Zhongzhou faction also left with their respective teams.

In the canyon, there were only Qingshan disciples left, the six who followed Jing Jiu and Bai Zao at the beginning, and the five young disciples of Xuanling Sect and Daze.

Jing Jiu didn't speak any more, and began to adjust his breath and rest his mind.

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In fact, in the mountain roads around the canyon, some young disciples who participated in the Taoist battle did not leave.

For example, the two Xihai Sword Sect disciples who left first and the Kunlun disciple were in the team.

Someone asked puzzledly, Why didn't you leave?

A disciple of the Xihai Sword Sect said in a deep voice: Anyway, it has been delayed for so long, and it will be dark later, so why not camp here.

The disciple of the West Sea Sword Sect who was injured by the time clock coughed twice, looked down the canyon and said bitterly: That's right, I can watch the excitement by the way.

The other young practitioners were a little puzzled, thinking, what is there to watch?

The disciple of the Xihai Sword Sect coughed twice again, and said tauntingly: The sword master will be blown to death by the strong wind, and the Qingshan sect will definitely not come to pick him up. I want to see how they plan to leave, and walk back like a bereaved dog?

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As time goes by, the twilight grows thicker.

The young disciples below the canyon felt the gazes from the mountains and fields.

The Liangwang Peak disciple named Lei Yijing couldn't take it anymore, walked up to Jing Jiu and almost begged, If you stop the Taoist battle halfway, you will be punished by the master afterwards. Even if you are an uncle, you can't ignore the sect's rules, right?

Jing Jiu said, I don't remember this in the door rules.

Lei Yi said angrily, Since you want to go back, let's go.

With your speed, it is very difficult to get out of this snowy field before the accident happens.

Jing Jiu thought about it in his heart, but didn't bother to explain, and said directly, Wait.

Lei waved his hand weakly in surprise, not wanting to speak anymore.

The rest of the young people didn't want to talk anymore.

Been waiting.

Now everyone has understood that what he waited for a few days ago was that he wanted to gather ten disciples from the Green Mountain Sect to participate in the Taoist battle.

So what are we waiting for now?

Suddenly, a huge shadow appeared in the canyon.

The young disciples who were already a little uneasy because of Jing Jiu's words suddenly became nervous. They looked up to the sky and found that the sunlight behind the clouds had disappeared.

It was as if night had come early.

Could it be that strange cold fog reappearing?

The Qingshan disciple reacted the fastest, without waiting for Jing Jiu's order, the nine flying swords whizzed out, forming a sword array to guard the four directions.

Some people looked at Bai Zao.

Bai Zao looked at the sky with a slightly different expression.

The thin cloud broke suddenly.

A gigantic flying boat with countless clouds and turbulent currents appeared in everyone's field of vision.

The giant boat slowly landed towards the ground, bringing an unimaginable sense of oppression.

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(First of all, I wish everyone a happy holiday. Secondly, I uninstalled Douyin, not because I was bored, but because it was too time-consuming. Douyin is really one of the most beautiful things I have encountered in the past two years, and I strongly recommend it. Finally, the reason for saving time is because I plan to work more seriously, and the update will not speed up, because I want to save the manuscript. I like this story, especially a follow-up plot, and want to write it as soon as possible.)