The Path Toward Heaven

The cold star is dim, bronze-colored, and the wind and rain are blown out of the box. The dragon's scales are three feet long, and the tiger's spirit is thousands of years old, as if an elf could speak.

I remember that at that time, I brought my old friend to Huanglong, and this way is like soil today. Shine the divine light, see Guanshang Chuchu again.

Bin brigade. Mingpei Zhongyuan's experience and employment, only understanding, heart-to-heart promise. Looking back at Sutai, the intestines suddenly protruded, and there were countless scattered long beryllium.

It is hard to tell a hero if you try to hang the grass from the grave, and the tide of the barbarians. For the gentlemen from the state, forget your grievances.

(Wang Yuan Xing, Yong Yan Ling Ji Zijian, Qing Dynasty: Cao Zhenji)

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Of course, Shenmo Peak has more than one cave.

Except for the apes, only Jing Jiu knew where the other caves were.

The cave in the Taoist Temple on the top of the peak seems to be just one, but in fact there are other caves inside, which can lead directly to the sky, and can also lead to countless quiet places in the isolated peak.

There is a cave deep in the mountainside, and on the ground there is a pool carved from a whole piece of mountain jade. The surface is extremely smooth, and what is filled inside is not water, but some kind of pale golden liquid, exuding a soft luster.

Jing Jiu lay in the pool with his eyes closed.

The pale golden liquid flooded his neck, covering his body that was smoother and whiter than Yuchi's surface, only his pale but still beautiful face was exposed.

I don't know what these pale golden liquids are. They exude extremely pure spiritual energy. Although it is far inferior to the immortal talisman he held in his left hand, it is infinitely richer than the spiritual energy in the medicine garden of Shiyue Peak. Could it be that these liquids are countless pills melted into the water?

I don't know how long it took, Jing Jiu opened his eyes, stood up from the jade pool, and the night pearls on the cave wall were activated by induction, illuminating the cave.

The pale golden liquid dripped from the tip of his right finger and fell back into the jade pond, the color seemed to be much lighter.

His right hand is still severely deformed, like a twisted sword.

The pale golden liquid dripped down, and his body was instantly clean without leaving a single drop. I don't know if the liquid is a bit weird or his skin is too smooth.

Jing Jiu walked up to the stone wall, opened the hidden door with a wave, took out the white robe he had prepared in advance, put it on, and then closed the door again.

In this short period of time, one can see behind the hidden door is a larger cave, with some sundries and countless spars piled up inside.

It turns out that the light golden liquid in Yuchi is all made of spar.

With the volume of Yuchi, it would take hundreds of pieces to fill it up with liquefied spar, which is already more than the yearly requirement of the medium sect, but he used it to take a bath?

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Of course Jing Jiu wasn't taking a bath.

Although he is from Chaoge, he has spent most of his time in the green hills, and he has long developed the habits of southerners, and he is very lazy.

He is recuperating.

In fact, if it wasn't for the serious injury this time and the need to seriously think of ways, he would never have remembered that he had hidden so many crystals in Shenmo Peak back then.

After soaking in Yuchi for such a long time, the cracks on the surface of the sword pill and the arm bone have been repaired as before, but the injury on the right hand has not improved.

He raised his right hand to his eyes and made several movements.

The severely deformed right hand is very inconvenient to move, and the movements seem a little stiff and weird.

He shook his head, put his right hand behind his back, and volleyed upwards.

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The heavy stone door opened, bringing up a little smoke and dust.

When Gu Qing and Yuan Qu walked out of the hall, the apes at the foot of the cliff yelled several times.

The white cat on the edge of the cliff opened its eyes, and Han Chan almost fell down the cliff, but was lifted up by an invisible force.

Zhao Layue turned over from the bamboo chair, looked at Jing Jiu who came out of the cave, and asked, How is it?

Jing Jiu didn't expect that Liu Ada was not in her arms, and then he figured out why, and said, There are still some problems.

Du Haiseng is the head of the law hall of Guocheng Temple, and he should be ranked in the top five in terms of real combat power. It is even more terrifying when he uses the heroic sacrifice method of Tianxia Prajna Palm.

Jing Jiu is in the middle of the wild, and he is undoubtedly the strongest among the younger generation of practitioners, and he is still much worse than Duhai Monk.

The most important thing is that his state is not enough to display the true ability of the body.

His body is very special, it was because of this that he was able to kill Zuo Yi in the Sword Peak when he just joined the Green Mountain Sect.

This has brought him many benefits, such as not being easily injured, so that he was able to break Nanshan's sword in the Qingshan sword test, and was able to deal with the Qilin who suppressed the realm for so long, but it also brought a corresponding problem, that is, if this body is really seriously injured, it will be difficult to recover.

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When a sword is broken, it should be repaired; when a person is injured, it should be healed.

The green mountains are full of monks, so naturally there is no need for a doctor, and the elixir of Shiyue Peak can solve most of the problems.

Jing Jiu went to Yunxing Peak instead.

Countless clouds and mists shrouded the mountain, driven by an invisible force to swim away, but they never disperse all year round. It is probably because of this reason that it is called Yunxing Peak.

Standing in front of the peak with Zhao Layue, looking at this scene, he didn't think of that year, but at the same time thought of Yunmeng Mountain of the Zhongzhou School, although the latter had never been there.

Yun Xingfeng's disciples were very surprised when they saw them, they hurried forward to salute, and asked the two master uncles if they needed help.

If the Qingshan Feijian is severely damaged, it will usually be sent to Yunxing Peak for repairs, and then sent to the rocks in the peak for self-cultivation and purification.

Yun Xingfeng's disciples thought that Jing Jiu had come to practice the sword, and they were nervous but also a little excited, wondering if they could see the rumored Cosmic Front today?

There are many secrets in the battle of Guocheng Temple, but the battle between Jing Jiu and Qilin has become the most famous event in Qingshan these years under Zhuo Rusui's deliberate publicity.

Everyone knew that Uncle Mo's black iron sword was reborn in the hands of Junior Uncle and was promoted to become a flying sword of immortal rank. Qingshan's disciples were naturally very curious.

It's a pity that they couldn't see Universe Front, because the sword Jing Jiu wanted to repair was not this one.

He walked up to Yunxing Peak side by side with Zhao Layue - I don't know if he followed some very ancient rules, or he still didn't like to wield a sword.

In Yunxing Peak, there are jagged rocks, steep cliffs, desolation, no greenery, and no life.

Sword intent is everywhere, looming between cliffs, rocks, and clouds.

Jing Jiu took Zhao Layue to the middle of Yunxing Peak and disappeared in the clouds.

The disciples of Yunxing Peak dispersed separately.

The clouds and mists that linger all year round can cover the sight of the disciples, but they cannot block the eyes of Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue.

Regardless of whether it is an innate invisible sword body or an acquired invisible sword body, there is a pair of sword eyes that can see through reality.

We old people are still used to calling this place Jianfeng.

Looking at those strangely shaped stones and feeling the ubiquitous sword intent, Jing Jiu said: According to the speculation of the patriarchs, the Heavenly Killing Eye of the Qingshan Spirit Vein is deep in the ground of Jianfeng, but the sword intent there is too fierce, no one can get close to check.

Zhao Layue said: The ancestors of all dynasties used the murderous aura leaked here to refine and hide their swords, so Yunxing Peak is called Jianfeng?

Jing Jiu shook his head and said, The heavens and the earth form peaks by themselves, and swords grow in the peaks, so they are called Jianfeng.

Zhao Layue was a little puzzled, and wondered, didn't there be Qingshan Sect before Jianfeng?

Jing Jiu said: Tens of thousands of years ago, this mountain cultivated a sword by itself, and the founder of Kaipai realized the true meaning of swordsmanship through this, and only then did the Qingshan School come into being.

Zhao Layue was very surprised. When she was learning swords by the Xijian River, no one told her about this, and there was no relevant record in the sword scriptures.

So, in a sense, that sword is the ancestor of Qingshan?

Jing Jiu knew what she was thinking, and said, For tens of thousands of years, this mountain has continuously produced new flying swords. The swords return to Qingshan. At the beginning, it was not that Jianxiu passed the sword to his junior disciples after his death, so that the other party could inherit the spirit of Qingshan's swordsmanship. It was a very simple literal meaning.

Zhao Layue said thoughtfully: The sword came out of Qingshan, and it took a lifetime to cultivate the sword. Naturally, it should be returned to Qingshan after it is over?

Jing Jiu led her to continue upward.

The higher Yunxing Peak went up, the thicker the fog, and the stronger and denser the sword intent.

The flying swords that were born by the heaven and the earth and returned by the former teachers before their death were hidden in the rocks and stuck in the crevices of the cliffs, everywhere.

Some flying swords have handles, while others have no handles. They are inserted into the rocks like nails. There is also a kind of sword embryo that has just been punched out of a blacksmith's shop. It is quite primitive and clumsy.

Zhao Layue thought that this kind of sword should be the flying sword born by Jianfeng, but she just wanted to cultivate the sharpness, and she didn't know it would take thousands of years.

The flying swords on the cliff suddenly vibrated slightly, emitting an extremely low hum that could not be heard.

Zhao Layue couldn't hear those voices, but she could naturally feel the change of the sword's intention and her expression slightly changed when she was in it.

She had tempered her body with sword intent here for several years before she developed the Acquired Invisible Sword Body. She was very familiar with the environment here and the sword intent, but she didn't understand why these flying swords behaved so turbulently. Looking behind Jing Jiu, she wondered if it had something to do with Yu Yufeng?

Cosmos Front was wrapped in many layers of cloth belts, which took away all the brightness and sharpness. It looked very inconspicuous, but it was still tied on Jing Jiu's back.

It's so noisy. Jing Jiu said.

Those flying swords suddenly became much quieter.

Jing Jiu looked towards a certain place in Jianfeng.

The Cosmos Front burst out of the cloth, turned into a bright and quiet sword light, passed through layers of clouds and mists, and inserted into a certain place between the cliffs to start accumulating on its own.

He didn't come to return the sword, but felt that the sword's temper was too cold and sharp, and he was afraid that Gu Qing would not be able to control it, so he took it to Jianfeng to raise it.

Of course, the most important thing is that he wants to come here to see if he can heal his injury.

Logically speaking, as a peerless genius swordsman, he should know how to practice swords, but he really has no experience.

At the beginning, no matter whether he was in Shangde Peak or Shenmo Peak, he had been in seclusion all year round. He didn't see other people from the same sect, and he rarely fought with others. In the few battles he experienced, there was often no enemy under the sword, and flying swords were rarely encountered.

The clouds and mist got deeper, Zhao Layue's clear black and white eyes lit up with a sword light, she saw the surrounding environment clearly, felt a little familiar, and then saw the hole on the cliff.

She sat cross-legged in this cliff cave for three years.

Jing Jiu asked, Comfortable?

This is the meaning of asking whether sitting in a cliff cave for a long time will be comfortable.

Looking at his face, Zhao Layue naturally remembered him who suddenly jumped in front of her back then, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

It's not bad, and the sword intent is born from the cliff, so I feel more fully.

Jing Jiu waved his hand and opened another hole next to that hole.

The two holes are similar in shape, both about three feet above the ground, but the latter is slightly larger.

Zhao Layue sat in, and Jing Jiu sat in the nearby cave, and closed their eyes at the same time.

Jing Jiu came to Jianfeng to heal his injuries, while Zhao Layue had other reasons.

From Guocheng Temple to kill Yinsan to Daze, on the way she forcibly broke through the border and entered the middle of Youye, so there were inevitably some problems.

Jing Jiu asked her to come to Jianfeng to temper her body again with sword intent to stabilize her realm.

This method is very dangerous, and only he and Zhao Layue can do it when looking at Qingshan.

It's just that this method can't be used for a long time and many times, otherwise the sword may be hidden and it will hurt the heart.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue have the sword intent to guard their hearts, and they always ignore the outside world. When they close their eyes, they enter a state of emptiness, and their breathing gradually slows down until they gradually lose their hearing.

The clouds and mist drifted over, and they who were sitting in the cliff cave seemed to have turned into two stone statues, faintly visible.

Half a year later, Qingshan ushered in another summer. The formation opened up the cloud vortex and let the thunderstorm fall. Dozens of flying swords rose from the peak and were washed in the thunderstorm. The Bihu Peak continuously attracted lightning, and the lake was illuminated extremely brightly.

In the cave by the Xijian River, a young disciple saw these scenes, his mind was greatly shocked, and his will became more determined.

In the early morning of the next day, he climbed to Yunxing Peak alone, determined to climb to the highest point today and find his own flying sword.

In the evening, with his clothes torn all over, he finally climbed into the clouds and came to the upper section.

The surrounding clouds suddenly dissipated, and he realized that he was on the edge of a cliff, and there were two caves in front of him, and there were two stone statues of a man and a woman inside.

Curious, he walked up to the cliff cave, reached out and touched the stone statue, only to find that it was a human being!

The young disciple was taken aback, and thought to himself, could it be the former master who returned to Qingshan with the sword?

If this is the case, his previous actions were so disrespectful, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed to the cliff cave.

The moment his knee touched the ground, Yun Xingfeng suddenly shook!

The wind howled, the clouds and mist moved at high speed, and there was an extremely weird grinding sound from the depths of the mountain, as if the cliff was about to collapse.

The young disciple's face was pale, and he thought to himself that his disrespectful behavior to his elders had caused the divine punishment? Quickly kowtowed a few times, then turned and fled down the mountain.

Naturally, it is impossible for the situation to change color because of the behavior of a young disciple.

The change in Yunxing Peak has attracted a lot of attention, and more than ten sword lights flew out from each peak, all of them are elders of the Breaking Sea Realm.

The master of Bihu Peak, Cheng Youtian, came, the late banquet at Shangde Peak came, and even Nan Wang left Qingrong Peak.

Fang Jingtian, the former peak master, was at the highest point with a stern expression, looking at somewhere in the distance.

The clouds and mist are dissipating, and the sword peak is about to appear real, indicating that the Castle Peak Sword Formation is being activated.

There are only two possibilities, one is that an unimaginably powerful enemy invades, and the other is that the Qingshan Sword Formation has discovered the information of a sword escaper in the world, and is planning to kill him remotely.

In the cliff cave, Zhao Layue opened her eyes, looked at the clouds that had faded a lot and the sword lights in the sky, and asked with a slightly different expression: What's going on?

Jing Jiu asked, Have you ever heard of a sword technique that falls from the sky with one move?