The Path Toward Heaven

The jade plate-sized eye in the shadow is the unicorn, the mountain god beast of the Zhongzhou School.

Hearing Master Bai's words, Qilin's eyes became more ruthless, his killing intent seemed to be real, and he obviously wanted to kill Jing Jiu.

Xianlu cannot be refined, he is a dead man, you don't have to do it yourself.

Master Bai said calmly, You and I should just pretend we don't know about this matter.

I have a question about Jianling, do you want to call it out and ask? Qilin said with divine sense.

I'm going to become a demon, why bother to ask?

Master Bai stretched out his hand and grabbed something out of the night sky.

That object was Qingtianjian, but she shrunk it into a small disk by some unknown method, which could be held in her hand.

Countless bursts of extremely cold profound energy overflowed from the fingers of Master Bai, and the surface of the Qingtian Mirror gradually froze.

This layer of profound ice seems to be extremely thin, but it is actually extremely hard, even a fairy sword is difficult to cut through.

With a wave of her hand, she suppressed the frozen Qingtian Mirror into the deep vein of Yunmeng Mountain.

Hundreds of years later, when the Jianling dissipates and the illusion restarts, perhaps the Qingtianjian will see the light of day again.

Looking at this scene, Qilin's eyes showed a look of satisfaction, and he felt that this was the most appropriate way to deal with it.

Master Bai left the cave and came to the top of Yunmeng Mountain, his breath gradually became colder, as if he had turned into an indestructible snow mountain with a threatening cold.

In this questioning meeting, the purpose of the Zhongzhou faction is to find a successor for Xianlu, as long as it is strong enough, it doesn't matter who it is.

But since it was the Qingshan disciple who got the celestial talisman, the heir would become the bearer.

There is only one word difference between the successor and the bearer, but the encounter is very different.

Just like what she said to Qilin, that person will be controlled by the fairy talisman and become a puppet, unless the other party can refine the celestial talisman.

Looking at the world, who can refine the immortal talisman?

Thinking of this question, a very faint warning appeared in the depths of her eyes.

The gray shadow who escaped from the Demon Suppressing Prison, the Underworld Emperor who was released, Wendao for decades only wanted to cultivate and break through the realm, and the top of the mountain smashed the void...

Is it really you?

You are still alive?

So this time you're going to die, right?

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The floor, walls, and door frames of the Moulting House were cut with countless traces, which looked like densely packed runes, and the skylight fell on them, reflecting various strange shapes.

Jing Jiu was lying on the bamboo chair, the index finger of his right hand was slowly rubbing against the door frame, feeling the wonderful touch, looking at Nan Wang's back, wondering what he was thinking.

Suddenly a gust of mountain wind blew up between the cliffs, blowing away the flowing clouds and breaking through a faintly visible hole, where the green shirt could be seen faintly flickering.

Nan Wang stood up and saluted.

The head of Qingshan, Liu Ci, came in from outside the cliff.

He is undoubtedly the most important figure in Chaotian Continent, but apart from his tall stature, there is nothing special about him.

He was wearing an ordinary cloth, with flat brows and a gentle expression, like a sword in a scabbard, without any edge.

Of course, his aura is broad and inclusive, like a sword scabbard, capable of carrying everything.

Liu Ci waved for Nan Wang to leave.

Nan Wang raised his eyebrows slightly, and the jinse sword moved, restraining the strings of the sword, then turned and walked away, snorting.

Seeing her leave angrily, Liu Ci smiled dotingly, and then noticed that Jing Jiu also had a faint smile on his face.

Liu Ci was a little surprised, one must know that this level of faint smile, to Jing Jiu, was considered extremely pampering.

From this point of view, in the seventy years of Qingtian Jianli, there have been some changes after all.

The sleeves of Liu Ci's robe moved slightly, Cheng Tian's sword intent spread out, and an invisible sword array enveloped the shedding house.

Even if the Qilin from Yunmeng Mountain sneaked closer, he couldn't hear the next conversation he had with Jing Jiu.

The immortal talisman is not a secondary talisman, but a positive talisman.

Without any greetings or preface, Jing Jiu spoke directly.

Liu Ci said: Bai Xianren left behind three masters and three assistants, and later used an orthodox talisman when he suppressed the Emperor of the Underworld, and asked the assembly to come up with an orthodox talisman. What do they want?

The celestial talisman is the real magic weapon of the celestial family, and only the Zhongzhou sect has it in the world today. It is the legacy left by the white blade celestial being when he ascended.

If ordinary people get the immortal energy in the Fulu, it is enough to renew their roots and embark on the avenue of practice, and if they let practitioners get it, they can prolong their lives for dozens of years. Zhenglu has more immortal energy, and more importantly, there is a high possibility that Bai Xianren's immortal spirit remains in it, which is the highest method for practitioners to comprehend the ultimate truth of heaven and earth and ascend to the Tao.

Liu Ci didn't understand at all, even if the Zhongzhou faction wanted to be the leader of the righteous way, why would they offer a fairy book as a reward for asking.

Now that he knew it was Zhenglu, it made him feel even more strange.

It would be absolutely reluctant to replace him as the head of Qingshan.

What exactly does the Zhongzhou faction want to do?

Immortals are not in the world, and no one has touched the immortal talisman. Logically speaking, no one can guess what the Zhongzhou School thinks, but Jing Jiu is an exception.

He said: Immortal intent is a strand of immortal consciousness left by Bai Ren. She may return from the outside world through some kind of Taoism.

Liu Ci thought about the scene when Emperor Hades was suppressed back then, his expression became solemn, and he said, Seize the house?

Jing Jiu said: That's right, it's similar to what your master thought back then, so the Zhongzhou faction needs to choose the strongest and most suitable Dao body, first use the immortal consciousness to secretly control it, and then wait for that moment to come.

Liu Ci felt baffled, and said: It's hard to go out, what are you doing when you come back?

Jing Jiu said, It's just a sense of immortality, so it's not all of her who will come back.

Liu Ci looked at the Yunmeng Mountains outside the cliff, shook his head and said, The way of Zhongzhou is always so sticky.

Jing Jiu said: For the Zhongzhou faction, this is a hidden thunder. If something happens in the future, no one can resist the thunder.

Even if the White Blade Immortal who returned to Chaotian Continent through the celestial talisman is just a clone, it is still not something that the ascetics on the mainland can fight against.

Immortals are immortals, and one percent of immortals are also immortals.

Liu Ci said: I really want to see what kind of power it will be when the thunder falls.

Jing Jiu said, I can't fall, because she was unlucky, and the celestial talisman fell into my hands.

Liu Ci said: What are you going to do?

Jing Jiu said, Of course it was because of refining this talisman that she couldn't come back.

Liu Ci looked into his eyes and said, You know this is difficult.

Jing Jiu looked at Zuo Fist and said, Since it's already in my hands, I can only do this.

Liu Ci said: If you can really refine this talisman, Yunmeng Mountain will definitely be able to guess your identity.

Jing Jiu asked calmly, Am I a bad guy?

Liu Ci said calmly: Not a good person, but not a bad person either.

Jing Jiu said, Since that's the case, what if the world guesses my identity?

Only a few people in the world know his true identity.

Zhao Layue might have vaguely guessed it, but since she refused to reveal it, he assumed she didn't know.

Just like the one in Shuiyue Temple.

His true identity was exposed, and what really affected Qingshan's reputation.

The master-uncle who succeeded in ascension and the master-uncle who failed in ascension and was reincarnated are two different things.

Liu Ci said: Have you thought about how to refine this fairy talisman?

Jing Jiu said, I'm thinking.

Liu Ci said: During your thinking process, that immortal consciousness will occupy your Dao body and control your Dao heart, how to stop it?

Jing Jiu said, If it's not possible, I'll cut off my left hand.

Liu Ci looked at his left hand and said, Actually, I have a very good method. Put something around your fist to ensure that nothing will happen.

Jing Jiu narrowed his eyes, looked at him and said, You know I won't agree.

Liu Ci smiled and said, I'm just talking casually, what are you in a hurry for?

Jing Jiu said, Take me back to Qingshan as soon as possible.

Liu Ci's gaze fell on his left hand again, knowing that he actually did not have complete confidence in refining this celestial talisman.

The cracks on the ground of the Molting House suddenly trembled, and then floated up slightly, turning into lines visible to the naked eye.

Liu Ci's eyes were calm but focused, like a pool of water that never had any wind.

Jing Jiu knew what he was going to do, raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not refuse.

Countless sword intents landed on his left hand, wrapped densely and layer upon layer, as if making an invisible glove.

No trace of immortal energy could escape from Jing Jiu's fingers, and even the most sensitive beasts could not smell it.

This is the Chengtian swordsmanship of the main peak of Qingshan Mountain, and it is also the highest-level formation in Chaotian Continent. It seems invisible, but it has quality.

Jing Jiu admits that neither he nor his senior brother, Cheng Tianjian is as good at learning Ci Ci as Liu, and Lu Qing's talent is still a bit weaker, just see if he can think of other ways.

He asked: The matter of seizing the tripod that is not in compliance with the rules has been resolved?

Liu Ci said: Otherwise, what am I doing here? I know you have never taken an unusual path.

Jing Jiu said: Since the Zhongzhou faction took out the fairy talisman in this way, it will not hinder it. As for the path I chose, it is the only path, and it is not deliberate.

Liu Ci shook his head and said, When I was playing poker back then, my master said that your moves are different, and you have some quirks.

Jing Jiu said, Have we not played poker for three hundred years?

Liu Ci was silent for a while, then saluted and said, Yes, uncle.

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(Today is the birthday of Sister Shabao, Fenghuo, and Chen Changsheng. I wish them a happy birthday. Tomorrow is Die Lan’s birthday. I wish them together, and my teeth are so uncomfortable...)