The Path Toward Heaven

He Zhan stood in front of him, with no prey in his hands, and no intention of lighting a bonfire.

It's too cruel to refuse to satisfy the last request of a dying person.

Su Ziye looked at him and said seriously.

He Zhan spread his hands and said, One piece of good news, one...

Su Ziye said, Bad.

He Zhan said: The bad news is that there is no meat. The good news is that I just met an acquaintance nearby.

In such a barren mountain, no one would believe that he could actually meet an acquaintance.

Su Ziye sighed and said, You are still willing to chat with me at this time. From then on, I know you are waiting for someone.

He Zhan said apologetically, If I let you know, I'm afraid you won't accept it.

I'm a member of the evil sect, not those old masters who don't eat the enemy's millet in Yimaozhai.

Su Ziye said: Let him come out. I've always been curious about what kind of person your friend is.

Someone came out from behind the tree. He should not be young, but his eyebrows and eyes are immature, just like a child.

Back then when Mei played chess, He Zhan almost made De Seser change sides with a grilled fish.

A person like him must have many friends in the practice world.

There are many kinds of friends.

Fortunately for He Zhan, two of his most famous friends are his true friends.

What's interesting is that these two friends not only don't know each other, but they should be life and death enemies in terms of camp.

If it was before, He Zhan would never let the two of them meet, but today's situation is special.

Apart from Tong Yan, he didn't know who else he could trust.

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Why is your face green?

This is Tong Yan's first sentence.

My father planted a magic embryo in my mother's body. In the end, the magic embryo survived and she died.

Su Ziye said: I am that devil fetus, born with corpse poison, so my whole body is green.

His tone was flat and his explanation was concise.

In the wild forest, it seems that the deepest night has fallen.

The mountain wind was bitterly cold.

Tong Yan was silent for a while, looked at his face and asked, Why is it purple again?

Su Ziye said: The corpse locust tree is mixed with the innate corpse poison in my body, so the color of my body will change.

Tong Yan said: How long can you last?

Su Ziye said: Perilla leaves are not ugly. If you soak them in a Yizhou kimchi jar for three days and mix them with white rice, they will taste delicious.

Tong Yan said: Baotong Temple doesn't have meat, but it has rice. If I come forward, there should be white rice.

Su Ziye was silent for a while, then said, If you agree with me paying for the meals myself.

Tong Yan said: Of course, but you don't have any money with you now, so you may need to do some part-time jobs.

Su Ziye said, Yes.

Okay, okay, aren't you tired of talking like this?

He Zhan didn't speak for a long time. After listening for a long time, he finally couldn't hold it anymore. He cursed a few bad words and said, I admit that you are the smartest people in the world. I can't beat you. I'm the third, okay?

No, you can only rank fourth.

Tong Yan pointed to the sky split by the treetops, and said, Jing Jiu is up there.

Su Ziye followed his fingers to the sky, and said with a smile, If I can survive, I also want to go to Qingshan to see what kind of person he is.

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Chaotian Continent has ushered in spring, but some places are still very cold.

In the desolate wilderness, only withered and yellow moss can be seen, and occasionally a few willows can be seen, and they have been gnawed bare by unknown animals.

Like those rocky mountains in the distance.

Lengshan is really cold. When people speak, their breath will turn into white smoke. It looks like they are paying homage to something.

The civil strife in the Xuanyin Sect has ended. After a fierce fight, a young man named Wang Xiaoming was embraced by the elders as the new young master.

Interestingly, or rather chillingly, the Xuanyin Sect Master, who became paralyzed and paralyzed for decades, is still alive.

You promised me to let them fight fairly, why did you let Bulao Lin assassinate him?

The short, thin old man who spoke had a red nose, but it had nothing to do with the cold, it might be anger.

He is the famous sword escaper: Patriarch Xuanyin.

After coming out of the sunless underground, there was one and only one person he spoke to.

Yin San said with some embarrassment: I didn't expect your grandson to be so outstanding, so I have to do more.

Patriarch Xuanyin was silent for a while, and said, Since Bulaolin listened to you so much, why did you kill Wei Chengzi?

Of course, the more mixed the water, the better, as long as the purpose is achieved.

Yin San said: Little Layue is my Qingshan disciple, when will it be the turn of the Zhongzhou faction to kill?

Patriarch Xuanyin said: What is the relationship between Bu Laolin and you?

Yin San said: I will definitely tell you when the old forest is destroyed.

Patriarch Xuanyin couldn't understand what he was thinking, and asked, You want to destroy the old forest?

Yin San shook his head and said, It's not me, it's those kids who want to do this.

Patriarch Xuanyin said, Why did you help them?

Yin San smiled and said: If my junior brother is still alive, I will definitely think these things are meaningless, but I like it very much.

After saying this, he raised the bone flute in his hand.

The sound of the flute was melodious, and the buffalo headed for the faraway land.

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Desser left.

It was getting dark.

The excitement brought by Qingshan Chengjian has not completely gone away.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, you can even hear the girl's laughter from the opposite peak.

At that time, he felt that Qingrong Peak was too close.

The White Ghost and Han Chan slept in the cave.

Jing Jiu was not lying on the bamboo chair, but stood by the cliff.

He looked at the green mountains and peaks under the starlight, wondering what he was thinking.

Zhao Layue came out of the cave and stood beside him.

I am the most suitable assassin in the world.

Jing Jiu said.

This sentence is very sudden.

Zhao Layue recalled the situation when the two killed Zuo Yi on Shenmo Peak, and thought that was indeed the case.

Jing Jiu continued: This is a thought that came to me when I was chasing and killing snow-footed beasts in the snowy field that night.

Zhao Layue said: Are you trying to say that you should take on the role played by ten years old?

Jing Jiu said, I won't do it.

Zhao Layue said, Because I'm lazy?

Jing Jiu said, Because it doesn't make any sense to do these things.

Zhao Layue said, Why?

Jing Jiu said: As long as you live long enough, you will find that the world is just a boring repetition, and there has never been a real change.

Zhao Layue glanced at him and pointed to Liangwang Peak in the distance.

Like Shenmo Peak, Liangwang Peak has only one mountain path.

On both sides of the mountain road, there is an ever-burning lamp separated by tens of feet. From a distance, it looks like two parallel rays of light, continuously rotating along the mountain, and then gradually rising until reaching the peak.

Jing Jiu understood what she meant, and said, The road ends at the top of the peak, so we can only go down again, or repeat.

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Liangwang Peak is brightly lit tonight, in order to let the newcomers recruited at the Chengjian Conference yesterday be able to clearly see the dangerous mountain in the night.

According to the usual practice, disciples of Liangwang Peak, including Guo Nanshan, Gu Han, and Jian Ruyun, would lecture the newcomers at this time, but not today.

Because You Siluo, who was ranked second in Liangwang Peak, passed out and asked a difficult question.

What happened to Liu Shisui?

His gaze moved over the faces of his fellow apprentices.

No one answered him, Gu Han hesitated.

Guo Nanshan patted him on the shoulder and said, Let me talk about it.