The Path Toward Heaven

The Shiyue Peak disciples who controlled the boat looked at each other speechlessly, not knowing what to do. Their task was to go to Chaoge City to bring back the injured Zhao Layue. Seeing that the green hills were right in front of them, Jianzhou had violated the order of the master by staying for a few days, let alone going to the far north?

Lu Qing looked at those disciples and said seriously: Go and prepare, you know, my master and uncle have a bad temper.

Accompanied by a slight vibration, the clouds on the four sides of the sword boat were disturbed and turned into strands of silk, which were gradually thrown behind.

Lu Qing walked back to the bow of the boat, looking back from the broken clouds to Zhao Layue's back, his eyes were full of worry.

Jianzhou's speed was still not fast, Zhao Layue didn't urge her to arrive at Baicheng after a few days.

Baicheng, which was quiet in the past, has become much more lively now, but it is also colder.

The twilight is thick, without a trace of warmth, it is clearly midsummer, but it seems like midwinter.

When the Qingshan sword boat landed, the Dharma boats of many sects could be faintly seen in the distance.

On the field covered with residual snow, there are many courtyards scattered among them, obviously newly appeared in recent days.

At a time like this, I haven't forgotten to live more comfortably. It's like a fairy.

When Lu Qing said this, his expression was very calm, and he couldn't detect his irony at all.

Zhao Layue didn't seem to hear his words, and her eyes fell on the surrounding sunset.

Her realm is still shallow, but the perception ability of the acquired sword body is extremely keen, and she can detect several extremely powerful auras above the clouds.

Presumably the superpowers of various sects are looking to the north from there.

Just looking at it like this?

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The wooden sword boat landed outside a courtyard.

Nan Wang stood outside the courtyard.

A few days ago, she left Chaoge City together with He Guogong and others, and came here.

If it was normal, she would never come out to greet Zhao Layue in person.

The seniority and status of the two parties are the same, but the qualifications and realm are too far apart.

Things are different today.

Jing Jiu made great contributions to the Qingshan Sect and even the entire practice world, but he fell into the snowy plain and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

It is only natural for Shenmo Peak to come to care about this matter, and it is also something that needs to be treated seriously.

Zhao Layue walked into the courtyard, and Qingshan disciples saluted one after another.

Lu Qing followed behind her, glanced around, and found that there were no more, no less, exactly nine.

Nan Wang didn't follow in, just to make it easier for Shen Mofeng to ask questions, or to get mad.

what happened?

Zhao Layue asked blankly.

Yao Songshan stepped forward and explained in detail what happened in the Taoist battle.

Zhao Layue was silent for a while, her gaze swept over the faces of these Qingshan disciples.

These Qingshan disciples all lowered their heads.

The Liangwang Peak disciple named Lei Yijing was even more flushed with embarrassment.

When Jing Jiu asked them to leave, they were so unconvinced that they even thought about forcibly disobeying orders regardless of their seniority.

However, what happened after Dao Zhan proved Jing Jiu's prediction.

If it wasn't for Jing Jiu, they might all have died in that strange cold mist like those two disciples of the West Sea Sword Sect.

Zhao Layue didn't ask what happened at that time, as Nan Wang thought, and asked them to break up without saying anything.

Later, Ling Daze and an elder of Suanling Sect made a special trip to thank Zhao Layue.

Then, He Guogong, Du Haiseng and others came to visit again.

Finally, no one came, and the courtyard became quiet again.

What do you mean by mourning? It's too much!

The boy surnamed Yuan said with reddened eyes.

Lu Qing was still calm, and said: What should I do next, I can only wait here?

No one knows what happened in the snow field. The sect master's decree clearly states that Qingshan disciples are strictly forbidden to step into the snow field, especially me.

Zhao Layue said indifferently.

Gu Qing thought for a while and said, I'll go over there to inquire. No matter how seriously Luo Huainan is injured, it is impossible for him to be unconscious in Yunmeng Mountain for too long.

Zhao Layue looked towards the rainy cloud in the south, and said, I'm going to see Jian Lv.

The young man surnamed Yuan hesitated to speak.

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Gu Qing went to the Zhongzhou faction.

As the leaders of the orthodox practice circle, Zhongzhou Sect and Qingshan Sect have always disliked each other.

In the past, he would never have received any kind glances, only vigilant and hostile ones.

Today he actually got a cup of hot tea, and after knowing that he was Jing Jiu's apprentice, he even put a fruit plate on the table in front of him.

The person who received him also changed from an ordinary disciple to an elder Yuanying.

The atmosphere in the courtyard of Zhongzhou School was a little tense and depressing.

Bai Zao is the only daughter of the head of the sect, and her position in Qingshan is many times more important than that of Jing Jiu.

Gu Qing asked: Excuse me, senior, is Master Luo awake?

The elder said: Not yet, Master Bai is treating his wounds.

Everyone in the practice circle knows that Bai Zao follows his mother's surname, and that Master Bai is the wife of the head of the Zhongzhou School.

In Mingcui Valley outside Chaoge City, Zhao Layue was assassinated by Wei Chengzi, the elder of Yuanying sent by Zhongzhou. For this matter, Bai Zhenren made a special trip to Qingshan to meet the head of Qingshan and Yuanqijing to explain the matter. Given Gu Qing's seniority, he naturally had no chance to see him.

The head couple of the Zhongzhou School are both masters of the Mahayana realm, equivalent to the masters of Qingshan and Yuan Qijing. If such a person takes action personally, as long as Luo Huainan still has breath, he should wake up soon.

Lu Qing said: Is it not convenient for us to wait here?

The elder of the Zhongzhou sect glanced at him, thinking that it was getting dark, it would be inconvenient for you, a Qingshan disciple, to stay in our sect, but he understood what he was anxious about, so he didn't say anything to see him off, and said, Then you just wait here.

The meaning of this sentence is to say, don't walk around, it is not good to cause misunderstandings.

Gu Qing thanked repeatedly.

Naturally, the elders of the Zhongzhou faction would not stay with them all the time, so they left first.

Looking at the newly replaced hot tea and fruit plate, the feeling in Gu Qing's heart became more and more real.

The relationship between Qingshan School and Zhongzhou School is really going to improve.

The disappearance of Master and Bai Zao together will lead to great unity in the orthodox practice circle.

Thinking about these things, Gu Qing waited quietly.

As the night deepened, footsteps sounded, and he raised his head.

The elder of the Zhongzhou faction came in and said, Huainan is awake.

With a slightly stern expression, Gu Qing adjusted his sitting posture and put on an appearance of listening attentively.

The elders of the Zhongzhou School began to tell the story Luo Huainan told.

Lu Qing listened very seriously, with a focused expression, humming from time to time, occasionally whispering, his face was full of worries, but also moved, and finally turned into sentimentality.

In that story, Jing Jiu and Bai Zao are good people, and of course Luo Huainan is also a good person.

It's just that before that, in order to save Tonglu, he fought with Xue Chong, and was swallowed into Xue Chong's belly, and he was seriously injured, and his consciousness was a little fuzzy.

What he could remember was that a blood sword pierced the snow worm's skin.

Junior sister Bai Zao poured true energy into his body.

Arijing Jiu stood in the wind and snow, fighting the snow worms indifferently.

The cold mist did not seem to do him any harm,

The wind and snow were getting heavier, the fog was getting colder, and the situation was getting more and more dangerous. Jing Jiu was covered in blood, but he was still brave and fearless.

Seeing that he could no longer hold on, Junior Sister Bai Zao activated Wanli Seal and sent him back to Yunmeng Mountain.

The last scene he saw was Junior Sister Bai Zao rushing towards Jing Jiu, and then the sky and the earth turned white.

an avalanche.

What fell from the cliff was not real snow, but countless snow worms.

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After Luo Huainan finished telling the story, he fell into a coma again.

After hearing the story, Gu Qing said goodbye.

After retelling the story, the elders of Zhongzhou Pai looked at him more gently, said condolences to him, and asked Xiang Wanshu to send him out in person.

Xiang Wanshu was very sad and said something to him.

Lu Qing didn't remember the specific content of those words, it was probably thanks, if there is no Jing Jiu, please pass it on, if you have time, I want to visit,...

The reason why he couldn't remember these words was probably because he was a little cold at the moment.

After nightfall, the Baicheng field is colder than during the day.

He looked at the gray and white faintly visible under the northern night sky, thinking that it was the rumored cold fog that would kill him if he entered it?

Is Master still alive?

He subconsciously tightened his collar.

When he was in Liangwang Peak, he learned the Six Dragon Sword Art of Shiyue Peak. The sword has the power of a fire dragon, and the sword has the same meaning, and he is the most fearless of cold.

But at this moment, he felt a piercing chill.

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The night is coming to an end.

Morning is coming.

When Lu Qing returned to the Qingshanzong courtyard, Zhao Layue had just returned.

I don't know how long she stayed under the rainy cloud, but she still failed to change the attitude of the real big shots in the Green Mountain Sect.

Yuan Qijing disagreed with her entering the snowfield.

The boy surnamed Yuan showed hesitation on his face, and said, Otherwise I...

Lu Qing patted him on the shoulder and said, No need.

Then, he told the story about Luo Huainan.

The story is very simple, because Luo Huainan was seriously injured, unconscious, and lacked many details. The young man surnamed Yuan listened very seriously, and made up those pictures in his mind. He felt that the uncle was so amazing, and his blood was surging. He wished he could rush into the snowfield at this time and fight those monsters.

Zhao Layue suddenly looked at Gu Qing and asked, What do you think?

Lu Qing was silent for a while, then said: This is a very good story, without details, there will be no loopholes, but I... still don't believe it.

It was because of his unbelief that when he left the Zhongzhou faction just now, he felt that Night Breeze was so cold.

Zhao Layue said blankly, I don't believe it either.

The boy surnamed Yuan was a little surprised and asked, I don't think there's anything wrong.

Lu Qing said: That's because you have too little contact with Master.

The boy surnamed Yuan asked puzzledly, What's the matter, uncle?

Gu Qing said in a weak voice, Because he can't be the heroic and fearless person Luo Huainan described, who fought bloody battles and refused to leave until the end.

The boy surnamed Yuan couldn't understand, and thought to himself, why did Luo Huainan say so many good things for Uncle Jing Jiu, describing him as so great?

Gu Qing said: I can't explain it clearly, in short, the person he said doesn't match the master's temperament.

Zhao Layue drooped her eyelashes slightly, and said, Yeah, he's so lazy, so afraid of death...