The Path Toward Heaven

The summer in Haizhou City this year is hotter than in previous years.

It may be because of the warm current at sea, or it may be because there are no huge flying whales sucking seawater from the sea and turning it into rain.

After the Battle of Yuntai, the Xihai Sword Sect retreated into the depths of the sea, and its influence in Haizhou gradually faded. Many small and medium sects took the opportunity to kill them.

There used to be a restaurant on Haizhou Main Street, and the proprietress was a vixen.

This restaurant was turned into ruins by Nanzheng and others, but because of the good location, a restaurant reappeared after a few years. Interestingly, this restaurant also serves hot pot as before, and not only seafood hot pot, but also Yizhou and northern flavors.

A guest wearing a hat walked into the restaurant, ordered a small hot pot for one person, ate some food and wine at will, and then paid and left. Water was sprinkled on the stone steps in front of the restaurant. When the guest passed by, the face under the hat was reflected by the water for a moment, but it was black. I don't know if he was wearing a mask or what.

The staff quickly cleared the table, the leftover soup from the hot pot was poured into the slop bucket, and a small note was sent to the back kitchen.

The note was finally delivered to a certain box.

The hot pot in the box is very big, not mandarin duck pot, the red soup looks like blood, and it looks like the sunset in Guocheng Temple, exuding a spicy taste.

Yin San stepped on the chair with his right foot, and scooped up the yellow throat and belly piece in the pot with some indecent movements. There was no sweat on his delicate face, only a satisfied expression.

Patriarch Xuanyin sat across from him, read the contents of the note, and asked: Really, the address has been obtained, when shall we leave?

Yin San concentrated on eating the hot pot, and said casually, Let's talk after we finish eating.

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The beauty of hot pot is that you can keep eating it if you want, as long as you keep adding soup and ingredients to the pot.

So it was not until midnight that Yin San and the ancestor left the restaurant.

They walked out of Haizhou City, came to the beach, walked through the scattered reefs in the sea, and walked towards the depths of the sea.

They didn't come here to pay homage to the ruins of Yuntai, nor did they come to pick up any treasures, but to find someone.

Accompanied by the deep night and the sound of the waves, they walked across the sea for a long time and came to a remote and unusual island.

There are some green plants growing on the island, and there are no monsters, only some lizards hunt at night.

According to the map on the note, the ancestor walked to a clump of unremarkable grass, and said with emotion: As expected of an old guy, this formation is really good.

The clump of grass didn't have any special aura, and there was no trace of formation. If it wasn't known in advance, who would have thought that this was actually the entrance of the passage.

Feeling the passage leading to the deep underground, Yin San said, It's actually hidden in the bottom of the sea isolated from the world. No wonder no one has been able to find him for so many years.

In the dark passage, they walked for a long time, and according to estimates, they had reached the bottom of the sea hundreds of feet deep, and finally saw a heavy copper door.

There are some simple patterns engraved on the copper door, with flowers and fish, the brushwork is ancient and clumsy, exuding a faint atmosphere.

The ancestor looked at it twice and said, I can break through it, but it will disturb him.

Let me do it.

Yin San raised his right hand and pressed it on a strange fish engraved on the bronze door.

After about a hundred breaths, the flowers on the copper door suddenly opened their petals, as if they had come to life, and the strange fish had also seemed to come to life, and wanted to walk under his palm to inform the people inside, but couldn't break free.

Yin San touched the strange fish, as if there was a spring breeze between his fingers, calming it down.

The heavy copper door opened slowly without picking up any dust.

Countless sea water gushed out from it.

Yin San and the ancestor were very calm, neither dodging nor surprised.

They floated in the sea, looking at the picture in front of them.

Inside the bronze gate is the underwater world.

Oddly shaped fishes are swimming, and exotic flowers with light spots are waving. There is a huge terrifying figure in the distance, it is unknown what kind of ferocious sea beast it is.

Yin San knew that these were all fake, with a calm expression, put his hands behind his back, and floated forward as he wished.

The guy hiding on the bottom of the sea is a bit interesting, his realm is mediocre, his formation and mental ability are not weak, and he discovered his arrival.

He wasn't worried about the opponent's counterattack, but he didn't want the opponent to be prepared, and would rather commit suicide in the end than be controlled by his soul.

Those huge terrifying figures were getting closer and closer, and they turned out to be a group of ghost-eyed dace!

Those ghost-eyed daces rushed towards Yin San.

Yin Sanli ignored it, and his eyes fell on a pile of rocks not far away.

A ghost-eyed dace swallowed him in, and then turned into light spots, scattered in the sea water, without any trace.

Yin San floated in front of the pile of rocks, squatted down, and looked at a clown fish hiding in the crevices of the rocks.

The clownfish's eyes meet his.

Who are you...you can actually see through the old man's formation?

The clownfish spoke.

He can feel that Yin San is at best a wandering realm, why can he not be affected by his own consciousness?

Yin San smiled and said: It's better not to use such trivial skills in front of me. In addition, let me remind you first, please don't call yourself an old man in the conversation later, because you have no such qualifications in front of me.

After saying this, he snapped his fingers.

With a soft bang, all those ghost-eyed dace disappeared into sheets of light, the strange flowers swaying with the sea water and thousands of strange fish disappeared, and even the sea water disappeared without a trace.

This place is indeed on the bottom of the sea, but it is not in the sea, but a cave house hidden deep in the ground. The ground is very dry and there is not even a drop of water.

The furnishings in the cave are very luxurious, there is a row of green pine potted plants along the wall, and there are dozens of koi in the chalcedony pond, swimming around in a white bone.

The white bone is the dace, the koi is a strange fish, the green pine is a different flower, everything is an illusion.

You have a great fortune-telling reputation, so it's normal to raise some koi, but what happened to that white bone?

Yin San withdrew his gaze and looked at an old man.

The old man had gray hair, wrinkled face, sunken eyes, and he had been blind for an unknown number of years.

He is the clownfish just now, and he is also Tian Jinren who has disappeared from the world for many years.

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Tian Jinren is a big man.

He is far from being as simple as Yin San said that he has a great reputation. When he was in charge of the White Deer Academy, he was believed by the world to be able to tell the difference between life and death, and to see the secrets of heaven.

Even people like Luo Huainan and Prince Jing Xin wanted his comment.

He has a deep relationship with the Xihai Sword Sect, and was entrusted by Fang Jingtian to kill Jing Jiu in the old plum garden.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that although Jing Jiu's realm was low, his spirit power was unbelievably strong, so he naturally failed, and was expelled from Chaoge City by Chan Zi. Then there was the battle of Yuntai, Bailu Academy was burnt down by Pei Baifa and his disciples from Wuenmen, he saw the opportunity and escaped first, and hid in this cave until now.

He was seriously injured by Zen Zi, and it took a long time to recover, so even though the cave was in the sphere of influence of Xihai, he still didn't dare to show his head and was extremely careful, who knew that someone would come to him.

That's my Tong'er, because he practiced too aggressively and became obsessed and died.

Tian Jinren looked at the bone, his expression seemed to be extremely regrettable.

It might be a very touching or evil story, Yin San didn't intend to explore it, and said: I came to you to ask you a few questions.

Who the hell are you?

Tian Jinren lowered his head slightly, his voice was low, and he seemed very vigilant. The incoming person's spiritual power was extremely strong, his Dao heart was like the sea, unfathomable, and far surpassed the realm presented, which made him naturally think of Jing Jiu back then.

Yin San looked at him and smiled and said, I am the one asking you the question, not you asking me the question.

Tian Jinren said: After ten years of formation, I don't believe you can break through it. No matter how strong your soul is, it will be useless.

The other party has seen through the illusion of the cave and escaped from his mental interference, which does not mean that he can break through the real formation.

Yin San didn't speak, just closed his eyes, and the power of thoughts radiated from his body.

Countless rays of light suddenly appeared in the air in the cave, and then gradually condensed, forming lines and patterns.

Tian Jinren couldn't see the picture, but could feel it, and his face became even paler, wondering how the other party's soul could be so strong, that he could use his thoughts to force out the formation's body, and then intend to break it forcibly!

The cave is getting brighter and brighter, those lines and patterns are like sticky honey, they are about to fall, and they are about to break.

Buzz.

The cave mansion turned into a world under the sea again. Those terrifying ghost-eyed dace appeared, but they dared not swim towards Yin San. Those flowers scattered with light spots swayed even more fiercely, as if they wanted to escape from the sand on the bottom of the sea.

Gradually, those ghost-eyed dace, strange fish, and strange flowers became much lighter, and with the washing of the sea water, they began to disintegrate and turned into wisps of blue smoke.

In the green smoke, Yin San closed his eyes, with a vague smile on his lips.

The formation has reached the final stage of collapse.

Tian Jinren's face was no longer pale, but much calmer.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

There is nothing in the sunken eye sockets, only the abyss like a black hole.

In just an instant, the endless sea water filled his eye sockets with dace, strange fish, and different flowers!

Even Yin San's soul was sucked in!

This kind of battle between souls is the most dangerous and the simplest. It only depends on who is stronger, and can swallow or control the other party.

Yin San didn't care, he believed that in this world, apart from some Zen monks, some ancient beasts and Jing Jiu, there was no one more powerful than his soul.

At this moment, Tian Jinren suddenly laughed, and the wrinkles became deeper, full of coldness and mockery.

Taiping Daoist, you are used to controlling other people's spirits, but have you ever thought about the feeling of being controlled by others?

Yin San's expression changed slightly.

His clothes fluttered lightly with the sea, facing the direction of heaven and man.

He and my soul are already connected together, if you don't make a move, when will you wait!

Tian Jinren shouted sharply.

Patriarch Xuanyin suddenly appeared behind Yin San.

After he came to the cave mansion, he seemed to disappear, until at this moment, he suddenly exuded all his breath!

The berserk breath filled the cave, and the sparse hair pointed straight at the sky like a sword. At this moment, the ancestor didn't look like an old dog, but a real demon god came to the world!

Most of the injuries he suffered in Guocheng Temple have healed, and he only needs to drop his palm to slap Yin San to death, or shake his Dao Tree away!

Yin San closed his eyes and said, Do you want to die?

When the voice fell, the ancestor suddenly let out a muffled snort, and felt a chill all over his body.

That was the chill from the sword!

The chill in the green hills tens of thousands of miles away can make him feel very real.

Obviously, at such a dangerous moment, Yin San lifted the Taoism, and the Qingshan Sword Formation found his place in an instant!

It is because of this chill that he has been hiding underground in the cold mountain wilderness for hundreds of years. Is he going to continue to hide?

At this moment, a sword intent came from the extremely high sky.

It was obviously just a single sword intent, but it seemed that countless swords were issued at the same time, continuously emerging like a tide, blocking the chill.

According to the agreement reached between Xuanyin Patriarch and the other party, before controlling Yin San, if the Qingshan sword formation falls, the other party will block it for him for a moment.

That is the Castle Peak Sword Formation!

Even if it only needs to be blocked for a moment, few people in Chaotian Continent can do it.

West Sea Sword God!

Do you think I'm really a dog!

Patriarch Xuanyin's face was full of violence, and he slapped it down with an extremely domineering palm.

There was a soft snap.

His palm landed on the top of Tian Jinren's head.

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All the formations in the cave collapsed.

Countless seawater gushes out from the deep eyeholes of Tianjinren, and those strange fish and exotic flowers also spout out, hitting the stone wall of the cave and turning into fine powder.

You actually...

His face was pale, extremely frightened and angry, and he looked at Patriarch Xuanyin blankly.

Before he could utter three words, his voice disappeared, and no sea water flowed out of his eye sockets.

His person is not dead yet, his spirit has been completely controlled by Yin San.

Yin San opened his eyes and raised his hand.

Patriarch Xuanyin put his head under his hands as quickly as possible.

Yin San patted his head to express his appreciation.

Patriarch Xuanyin suddenly felt the chill from tens of thousands of miles away disappear.

But that powerful sword intent like a tide is still high in the sky. If Xihai Sword God found out what was going on here, he would be unable to deal with it if he was furious and slashed down with his sword. They had to leave as soon as possible while the Qingshan Sword Formation left the Xihai Sword God in the sky.

soon.

Patriarch Xuanyin and Yin San came to land more than a hundred miles away, leaning on the pile of straw that had just been cut in the summer field, panting non-stop.

The acting is good, but that sentence is a bit too exaggerated. Do you really think I'm a dog? Who would say such nonsense when I'm killing?

Yin San turned to look at him and said seriously, just like a master in a theater teaching a new apprentice.

Ancestor Xuanyin said with a charming smile: The main reason is that the words came from the heart, and they didn't vomit quickly, but they only had time to say half of it.

Yin San asked curiously, What's the second half of the sentence?

The ancestor Xuanyin said seriously: Yes, I am an old dog of Daoist, and I am loyal!