The Path Toward Heaven

Based on the relationship between Qingshan and Zhongzhou, according to the usual development of the story, Tong Yan should not be able to go very far before being stopped by Zhao Layue and other Qingshan disciples, and then a vigorous story will follow. But until Tong Yan's figure disappeared in the tower forest, and the blue bird followed him, there was no sound in front of the Zen room.

Zhao Layue's idea is very simple, if she needs help, Tong Yan will speak up.

Zhuo Rusui's thoughts are also very simple, what does the matter of the Zhongzhou faction have to do with Qingshan?

Liu Shisui's idea was the simplest, and he didn't believe it at all.

He said to Zhao Layue: I think this is a conspiracy.

Tong Yan is a direct disciple of Master Bai, with a bright future, especially after Luo Huainan's death, he is the perfect candidate for the next head.

Of course, if Bai Zao is going to be the head of the sect, he is the perfect candidate for the husband of the head.

No matter how you look at it, there is no reason for him to steal the Qingtian Mirror and betray his teacher.

Liu Shisui felt something was wrong because he had a similar experience.

He was also expelled from Qingshan for many years, and that was a game.

It doesn't matter because it has nothing to do with us.

Zhao Layue said: The important thing now is when will he wake up.

In the meditation room, the Divine Emperor was still standing in front of the Buddha statue, with his eyes closed, and gradually wanted to stand himself like a Buddha statue.

Liu Shisui looked at Jing Jiu and said, I think he's about to wake up.

A meow sounded from the corner of the bed.

For more than ten days, this was the first time the white cat made a sound.

It agreed with Liu Shisui's judgment.

Liu Shisui didn't even look at it.

Zhao Layue ignored it, sat on the futon and continued to wait.

Zhuo Rusui walked up to the couch, looked at Jing Jiu's face, and complained that it looked so good when he was asleep, and then gave his own authoritative judgment: I'm sure I'm going to wake up.

The God Emperor opened his eyes and looked at the right hand of the Buddha statue.

There should have been a vajra there, but now it was empty.

Everyone felt that Jing Jiu was waking up.

Zhao Layue said to Zhuo Rusui: You take Lord White Ghost back to Qingshan.

Zhuo Rusui was stunned, thinking what is this going to do?

From Zhao Layue's point of view, Jing Jiu brought Lord White Ghost out of the mountain to prevent someone like Patriarch Taiping from coming to kill him. Since it still refuses to make a move, there is no point in staying by Jing Jiu's side. And she didn't want Jing Jiu to wake up, see the white ghost remember what happened that day, and feel unhappy.

There was another meowing sound from the corner of the bed, a little aggrieved.

Zhuo Rusui walked to the bed and picked it up.

The white cat grabbed his shoulder, looked back at Zhao Layue, and barked again.

Zhao Layue sat on the futon, looked at Jing Jiu's face, and ignored it.

Zhuo Rusui suddenly gasped, and looked down at the sharp cat's claws piercing his shoulder, thinking that this is none of my business?

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On the ninth day after Zhuo Rusui left with the white cat in his arms, Jing Jiu woke up.

Everything was so simple, as if he really just fell asleep, without any danger.

Looking at the expressions of Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui, he knew that they were worried about him, and said, It's impossible for me not to wake up.

Liu Shisui thought it was a matter of course, but Zhao Layue said, That's not necessarily the case.

The Emperor of God looked at him quietly, without speaking.

The Buddha statue was also looking at Jing Jiu, with compassion in its quiet eyes.

Jing Jiu said, I had a dream.

This statement is surprising.

Ascetics should not dream, because their mind is unshakable and their soul is stable. Even if they are not in the state of emptiness, they should have no thoughts or feelings when they sleep.

Jing Jiu was dreaming, could it be that his soul was too affected by that immortal consciousness?

In that dream, I saw a burning nebula, a flying sword like a meteor shower.

After saying this, he didn't tell anything else about the dream.

In that long but short dream, besides these memorable pictures, there are some people.

Not people in the real world, but people in the illusion of Qingtianjian.

In the dream, he saw the ineffective son of Master Zhang in the southern wilderness, waving his hands excitedly and shouting something, like a seventy-year-old man giving birth to a son.

He also saw a large ship on the sea, the deck of which was covered with thick frost, and a man and a woman were embracing each other to keep warm. He recognized the man as the eunuch who had served him for many years. He didn't know the woman, but he knew that she should be the famous prostitute who wrote that no one was a man.

He also saw many people in the dream, and finally he saw the people of Chu State gathered outside the imperial city, bowing down to the palace, expressing his nostalgia for him, begging for his return, and then he woke up.

Jing Jiu looked at his left hand.

Xianlu is very peaceful inside.

That immortal consciousness has completely disappeared, leaving only the purest immortal energy.

Liu Shisui said happily, Congratulations, young master.

The Emperor of God smiled slightly, turned around and walked outside the Zen room.

He was busy with state affairs, and he stayed in Guocheng Temple for more than ten days, so he should have left long ago.

Duke Lu finally appeared again, came to the couch and kowtowed to Jing Jiu, then said in a low voice, If you have time, you should go to Chaoge City, Your Majesty is under a lot of pressure...

Jing Jiu looked outside the meditation room.

The God Emperor stood in front of the small stone tower, wondering what he was thinking.

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Jing Jiu asked Shenhuang to take a letter to Shuiyue Temple, and then began to think about Chanzi.

When he came to Guocheng Temple a few years ago, he knew that Chanzi had gone to Baicheng, so he didn't care much about it. But now that there are so many major events happening in Guocheng Temple, especially the news of Taiping should have spread to the past, and Chanzi still hasn't come back, it shows that something really big happened in the snowfield.

He asked Zhao Layue to invite the elders of the lecture hall to find out what happened in Xueyuan.

The Sword Master's original judgment was correct. After the descendants of the Snow Queen grow up, the two sides will fight first, just like the leader of the herd.

The elder of the lecture hall had deep wrinkles on his face, and he said full of worry: Seven years ago, there was movement in the snow field. The sword sage passed on the letter, and Zen master rushed over.

Jing Jiu said, Mother and child are killing each other, what does that have to do with us?

The elder of the lecture hall said: It doesn't matter who wins or loses, if the loser dies at the time. The problem is, what if the loser does not die, but is expelled from the snowfield?

Jing Jiu asked, When will the queen's child come of age?

The elder of the lecture hall said: This kind of thing has never happened before. No one knows how long it will take. It may be hundreds of years, or it may be now...

Jing Jiu thought it's no wonder why Chanzi didn't dare to leave Baicheng when Guocheng Temple encountered such an important event.

The Snow Country is in the northernmost part of the Chaotian Continent. If one is expelled from the Snow Country, it means coming to the human world.

Whether it is the Queen of the Snow Country or her child, no matter who comes to the world, it means a catastrophe for the human race.

Since it is impossible to judge when the loser came to the world, Cao Yuan and Chanzi can only keep watching in Baicheng.

After the elders of the lecture hall left, Jing Jiu played a game of chess.

Liu Shisui and Xiao He went back to the vegetable garden to make medicine for him.

He and Zhao Layue were the only ones in the meditation room.

Zhao Layue looked at the chessboard, thinking what is this doing?

The black and white pieces on the chessboard are not the general trend of the world, and have nothing to do with Xueyuan.

The Snow Queen and one of her children may have come to the world, even he felt great pressure, but now his realm is too low to control these things.

This game of chess is a game between him and his senior brother in the replay.

Since his rebirth, this was the first time he and his senior brother had fought head-to-head.

The brother used two sword chasers and the former friend who stayed in Guocheng Temple.

He also used the old things of the frontier, such as the God Emperor and the Qingshan Sword Formation.

Both made mistakes.

Jing Jiu didn't count that his old friend who stayed in Guocheng Temple was Du Haiseng.

Yin San didn't expect that he dared to regard Zhao Layue as the last one to kill.

Looking at the scattered chess pieces on the chessboard, Jing Jiu was silent for a long time, got up and walked outside the meditation room, looked at the small stone pagoda, and remained silent for a long time.

His body is still very weak, standing in the cold winter wind, his clothes fluttering, looks a little worrying.

Zhao Layue walked to him and held his left arm.

Jing Jiu's right arm was severely deformed, and he didn't know when it would recover.

I thought you couldn't wake up.

Zhao Layue's voice was calm, but her mood was definitely not like that.

Jing Jiu glanced at her, only to notice that her hair had been cut short at some point, and it was very messy.

Zhao Layue said: I think short hair is more suitable for me.

Knowing that she understood his intention, Jing Jiu touched her head with his injured right hand, expressing his relief.

Zhao Layue continued, It's just a pity.

Jing Jiu said, Short hair also needs to be taken care of. I'll comb it for you when I get my hands back.

Zhao Layue said, That's good.

Liu Shisui and Xiao He returned to the meditation room with the medicine pot in hand.

Jing Jiu knew that those expensive medicines were not good for his injuries, but he didn't want to take away the kindness of the two, mainly because it would be more troublesome to explain, so he took the medicine pot and drank it all in one gulp.

Xiao He was very surprised and almost shouted, not because the medicine juice was too hot, but according to the prescription of the eminent monk in Guocheng Temple, this is a three-day dose, why did you drink it in one gulp?

Liu Shisui knew the young master's temperament well, and knew that he thought it was troublesome and didn't take it seriously, but for some reason, he was a little embarrassed.

The senior who taught himself the scriptures was Master Taiping, but he didn't mention this matter to the young master, and the status of the young master...

Thinking about these things, he was a little confused and coughed.

Jing Jiu glanced at him and said, Is the problem of true qi conflict getting more serious?

Liu Shisui didn't dare to lie, and said, Yes.

Xiao He was very worried.

Jing Jiu said: Go to Yi Mao Zhai, this problem must be solved, as for your worries, as long as you don't take the initiative to make trouble, Bu Qiuxiao will not dare to do anything.

Liu Shisui talked about Yan Shusheng and Guan Chengbi. At that time, he thought it was impossible, so he asked Shisui to return to Qingshan to see if Heigou's thoughts had changed. But after what happened at Guocheng Temple this time, he has changed his mind. After all, that black dog is his brother's dog, and it is better to have less contact with it at the age of ten.

Knowing that his thoughts had changed, Liu Shisui couldn't help being stunned. After a long while, he cautiously asked, Is this... expulsion from the mountain gate?

He has already had two experiences of being expelled from Qingshan.

Looking at history, only Daoist Taiping has had such an achievement with him.

If he had to be expelled from Qingshan again, he really couldn't bear it.

Don't think too much about anything.

Jing Jiu looked into his clean and bright eyes, thinking about the past, feeling a little complicated.

He didn't want Liu Shisui to become the second senior brother, so he didn't want Shisui to have too much contact with the black dog, but in a sense, Shisui was really similar to his senior brother when he was young, they were both so persistent.

The formation of Guocheng Temple suddenly felt a sense.

The cold winter wind travels between the pine forest and Tallinn, bringing up some fine dust.

A small sedan chair with green curtains fell from the sky.

Both Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui had seen this small sedan chair with green curtains before, knowing that it was the sedan chair of the Grand Elder of Shuiyue Nunnery, they couldn't help being a little surprised, wondering what the other party was doing in Guocheng Temple?

What happened next surprised them even more.

I'll be waiting for you at Shenmo Peak.

Jing Jiu said something to Zhao Layue, walked to the green curtained sedan chair, and opened the curtain.

There is no one inside the curtain, it is empty.

He sat in.

The green curtain sedan rose through the wind and headed northeast.

Shuiyue Temple is there.

Seeing the small sedan chair with the green curtain disappearing into the cloud, Zhao Layue remained silent.

When Jing Jiu was refining the celestial talisman, she felt that there was something wrong, because he seemed very anxious.

At this time he just woke up, his body was extremely weak, but he was about to leave Guocheng Temple to go to Shuiyue Nunnery immediately, he was still so anxious.

What are you in a hurry for? Unwilling to stay even for a moment?

Also, why are you waiting for me at Shenmo Peak instead of me waiting for you at Shenmo Peak? Will you go back before me?

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Shuiyue Temple is also on the bank of the East China Sea, not far from Guocheng Temple.

It didn't take long for Jing Jiu, who was sitting in the small sedan chair with green curtains, to smell the fishy smell of the sea breeze, and after a while, he smelled the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

The small sedan chair with the green curtain landed in the depths of Shuiyue Nunnery.

He opened the curtain and walked out.

The master of Shuiyue Temple is waiting for him.

The head of the nunnery has a handsome appearance, and is not very conspicuous in the Shuiyue nunnery, which is famous for its beauty.

Her eyes are calm and clear, giving the impression of an ordinary girl next door.

Shuiyue Temple is one of the major sects of Meihui, and has a very high status in the practice world. If anyone really thinks that the head of the temple is just an ordinary girl, they are courting death.

Jing Jiu saluted with one hand.

The nunnery master looked at his severely deformed arm and said, Thanks for your hard work.

Jing Jiu said, This is what I should do.

The nunnery master didn't say anything, and led him along the lake to the quiet room.

She knew how hard her senior sister had endured these years, so she naturally didn't have a good impression of Qingshanzong and Jing Jiu. (Unified setting, the nunnery master is Sanyue's younger sister...)

There were far fewer trees by the lake than at the beginning, Jing Jiu didn't know if it had anything to do with his suggestion.

He doesn't like the aroma of osmanthus, but the picture of osmanthus branches slanting above the lake is indeed somewhat beautiful.

There was a round hole in the wall of the quiet room.

If you look outside from the room, the lake view will become a fan; if you look in from the outside, you can see the harmony of Zen.

Jing Jiu could only see the sleeping Guo Dong.

The door of the quiet room was over there, and he walked in directly through the round window.

The next moment, countless rays of golden light radiated from the quiet room, taking away all the scenery of the lake and mountains.

Suigetsuan has entered spring.