The Path Toward Heaven

Dumplings are like wine, the more you drink, the more delicious you are.

Trouble is more and more hidden.

When Zhao Layue wanted to kill Wang Xiaoming back then, Jing Jiu did not agree, so now the trouble fell on him.

Qing'er's sigh was obviously mocking him, so he naturally wouldn't answer, and instead asked, Why did you steal this mirror?

The mirror is of course the mirror of the blue sky, so this question is naturally for Tong Yan.

Tong Yan recounted what happened at that time.

It was only then that Jing Jiu knew that Master Bai had already known about the changes in Qingtian Jian, and wanted to use the method of freezing to make Qing'er lose his soul.

He shook his head and said, Everything you can't grasp will be wiped out. This is indeed like the behavior of the Zhongzhou faction. But you are also a disciple of the Zhongzhou faction, why did you save her?

Tong Yan said: She will become the real spirit of Tianbao, that is the real life. I heard that you told her this.

Jing Jiu hummed.

Tong Yan said expressionlessly: Since she is a living person, she can be regarded as a disciple of the Zhongzhou School. How can she be executed without fault?

This statement makes a lot of sense. The problem is that truth has never been very important to the overall interest of the sect.

Back then, Daoist Taiping and him took Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing to sweep the peaks of the Qingshan Mountains, not based on any reason, and did not ask about those reasons.

Daoist Tailu refused to accept and refused to surrender until the end, so he is still imprisoned in the sword prison to this day, suffering from the cold and cold, and cannot be freed.

Jing Jiu shook his head thinking of that bastard uncle whose hands were stained with blood from the same clan but insisted that he was right.

Tong Yan misunderstood what he meant, and said: The way of chess is to pursue the distinction between black and white.

Jing Jiu remembered Layue's eyes, was silent for a while, and then asked: Chess is about making decisions before moving. You are also good at it. Why are the methods so rough?

That day in the depths of the earth veins, Tong Yan didn't even think about it after hearing what Qing'er had said, and left with the Qingtian Mirror on her back. It really wasn't stealing, it should be stealing.

She was weak and dying and there was no time for me to think.

Tong Yan said calmly: Besides, I thought too much and calculated too much, but I still couldn't surpass you. I took another path, or I had some chances instead.

Jing Jiu said: Intuition is also calculation, but the intermediate process is omitted, and the result may not be accurate enough, but the general direction will not be wrong.

Tong Yan said: Then why did you come to Lengshan? Is it because you have counted something?

Jing Jiu said, I'll sharpen the sword.

Tong Yan didn't understand what he meant, glanced at the universe front that had been quietly floating in midair, and thought to herself, what else does such a good sword need to sharpen?

Jing Jiu looked at Qingtian Jian, but didn't say anything.

After leaving Qingshan, he went to many places, Daze, Mine, Chaoge City, just to find the perfect sword sharpening stone.

He never thought of using the Qingtian Jian to sharpen his sword, but he didn't expect to meet it in the end after going around.

Only then did he realize that it was what he had been looking for.

In Qing'er's words, is this fate?

Thinking about these things, he raised his hand and stroked Qing'er's head naturally.

Tong Yan raised her eyebrows and said: This is the true spirit of our sect, please respect it.

Qing'er felt a little itchy, flew to hide behind Tong Yan, poked out her small face, and said with a smile: Yes, yes, I want to touch your little Zao'er.

Tong Yan's eyebrows were raised higher and thicker, but she was obviously not happy about it.

I'll take a break.

Jing Jiu closed his eyes and began to sleep.

The cold wind howled in the dead woods, and a few wooden birds flew in the gray sky, which were obviously magic weapons of the Xuanyin sect.

There are hundreds of Xuanyin believers scattered in this cold mountain wasteland. There are formations and fire nets everywhere underground and on the surface. The other party may find this place at any time.

Tong Yan and Qing'er looked at each other, thinking that this man has such a big heart.

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The red color on the cliff wall was very deep, not like blood, more like some kind of paint.

Because the temperature is too high and the wind is dry, the canyon stretching far into the mountains does not feel deep.

The ground in the canyon is full of sharp-edged red stones, which are extremely hot. If someone breaks a raw egg on it, it only takes a few breaths to get a perfect fried on one side.

Several Xuanyin believers knelt on the ground, their hands and knees were cut by stones, and the blood that flowed out was scalded into smoke, exuding an unpleasant burnt smell.

The subordinate is incompetent, please punish the leader.

They didn't dare to get up at all, and kept kowtowing to the figure in front of them, regardless of the fact that their foreheads would be burned.

In the face of the fear of death, the feeling of pain is not qualified to exist.

The man turned around, and the boots crushed the stone, shattering into red powder.

It took so long to find them, and three disciples died... Where are the dead?

There was no emotion in his voice, in stark contrast to the fiery surroundings.

Some believers brought in three corpses from outside the canyon. They were the three Xuanyin believers killed by Jing Jiu.

The man walked slowly to the three corpses, then squatted down slowly, leaving a shallow ditch on the ground behind him.

The Xuanyin leader who claimed to be King Ming was still very young, and his face was expressionless, extremely indifferent, but there seemed to be a wildfire in the depths of his eyes.

Before Liu Shisui betrayed Qingshan, he used the blood demon sect's magic skills to seriously injure Jian Ruoyun. At that time, there was similar wildfire in his eyes.

Using swords to kill people at will, not burning corpses with swords and flames afterwards, making no secret of it... Qingshan Sword Cultivator is still so arrogant as expected.

King Ming looked at the broken necks of the three corpses, felt the sharpness there, and the wild fire in the depths of his eyes became more and more intense.

After Shi Fengchen committed suicide, he left Chaoge City, jumped off cliffs and encountered treasures all the way.

After expelling Su Ziye and taking power in the Xuanyin Sect, he re-sacrificed the Lieyang Banner and became a great figure in the evil way.

The thing he wants to do the most is to kill Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue. Naturally, he has an in-depth understanding of Qingshan Sword Intent.

Gao Ya suddenly came out from the depths of the canyon, bowed to him, and still refused to get up.

King Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised his hand to signal the congregation to disperse.

Gao Ya got up and tried to persuade: It's okay for the Zhongzhou School to say that Tong Yan is an abandoned disciple after all, but there is another Qingshan disciple here... Please think again, Master.

The Xuanyin Sect is now becoming more and more powerful, especially after Lieyang Banner was re-sacrificed, which makes some old people in the sect feel like they are dreaming back to the past, but if they offend the two righteous leaders of the Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect at the same time... then it is still the rhythm of courting death.

King Ming said expressionlessly: Since I am a disciple of Qingshan, I must kill him even more, and no one should persuade me.

Gao Ya's face was a bit ugly, and he said in a low voice: Master, you haven't returned to the ancestral altar for a short time, and there are some things that you may not be very clear about. The ancestor three hundred years ago...

With a buzzing sound, the canyon was steamed with heat.

Sensing the feeling coming from Lieyang's flag, King Ming raised his eyebrows and looked out of the canyon, wondering which Qingshan Sword Cultivator came here, who actually touched the flag fire and still survived?

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Day and night passed.

The Xuanyin Sect has intensified the search, and the formation has gradually narrowed the range. Several disciples have already arrived around the forest.

The illusion released by the Qingtian Sword is far less real than the illusion inside. It can hide the truth from ordinary practitioners, but it cannot hide it from the real strong.

If this continues, the Qingtian Mirror will definitely be discovered.

Tong Yan glanced at Qing'er, and asked herself if the two of them should leave first.

Jing Jiu likes to sleep, so he can continue to sleep here, and it can also attract the attention of Xuanyin Sect.

Qing'er glanced at Jing Jiu, a little hesitant.

Maybe it just happened, Jing Jiu woke up, and countless faint sword intents overflowed from the ground and returned to his body, making his clothes flutter.

Naturally, he wasn't really sleeping, but was using his sword intent to perceive, calculate the Xuanyin Sect's formation, and determine the location of the strange fires underground.

In one day and one night, his sword intent had already searched the underground situation in a radius of more than a hundred miles, and he had a rough judgment.

He glanced at Qing'er.

Qing'er understood what he meant, and returned to Qingtianjian.

Tong Yan carried the Qingtian Jian behind her back.

Buzz.

There was a gust of wind in the woods.

The Xuanyin disciples sensed the movement and rushed to the forest one after another, but found nothing.

Even the two-leaf weed was gone.

There is only one hole in the ground, deep and unfathomable, and I don't know where it leads.

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The northern part of the wilderness is still within the scope of the Cold Mountain, but the climate here is even colder.

Several very majestic snow-capped mountains stand in front of us, blocking the road leading to the snowfield.

The ice and snow in front of the snow mountain suddenly bulged and then exploded.

Jing Jiu and Tong Yan flew out from inside.

It's very close to the snow field.

Jing Jiu believed that Xuanyin believers would not dare to come here, because even he didn't want to, or dare not come here.

Tong Yan was carrying the Qingtian Mirror on her back, covered in dirt, she glanced at Jing Jiu with some admiration.

Jing Jiu is really good at digging holes, and I don't know how to do it. No matter how hard the rock is, it will melt instantly in front of him.

What made him even more admirable was that Jing Jiu had completely memorized the formation structure of the underground fire veins and Lieyang streamers.

The underground fire veins are extremely complicated, like a maze, they traveled through it for a long time, but they never encountered those flames once.

Looking at the snow-capped mountain in front of him, Jing Jiu turned around without hesitation and walked in the opposite direction.

Tong Yan felt that his turning around was a little blunt, and felt a little strange, but she followed.

At this time, they suddenly heard footsteps.

Jing Jiu and Tong Yan stopped in their tracks.

The footsteps were still behind him.

Tong Yan turned to look at the big snow mountain.

The sound of footsteps came from above the snow mountain.

The sound is somewhat unique.

Click... rub.

Click... rub.

The former sound was normal boots crushing ice and snow, but the latter sound was like a broom dragging across the snow.

After a while, Tong Yan saw the figure on the snow mountain.

A few miles away, one could still see that person's gait was a bit weird, as if he was limping.

That sound was his right foot dragging on the snow.

It was the young Xuanyin leader.

He walked slowly to the edge of the cliff, looked at the two of them condescendingly, and said, Is the passage I prepared for you comfortable?

Tong Yan's mood was slightly cold. It turned out that Jing Jiu was able to escape the Xuanyin Sect's formation with her, which was originally arranged by the other party.

The other party has been here, waiting for them to throw themselves into the trap.

This is naturally easier than searching for them in the wilderness and cold mountains.

how about you?

Jing Jiu looked at him on the snow-capped mountain and asked, Is the life that others have prepared for you going well?

Hearing these words, the young Xuanyin leader's expression changed suddenly.

In the 23 years since he left Chaoge City, he has experienced too many adventures, even more exaggerated than He Zhan, the most famous and lucky man in the practice world. No matter what he does, he seems to be able to pick up some exercises and crystals at any time, so his cultivation path is very smooth, and he never needs to worry about not having enough pills and crystals, or that the level of exercises is too low.

No matter how you look at it, there are problems.

But he didn't dare to think deeply, because he was afraid that once he touched the truth, everything he had now would be taken away by the person who arranged these things, and he would become nothing again.

He can only anesthetize himself with hatred and realm improvement, and comfort himself with that sentence at the same time.

——I am the protagonist of this story, even if there is a day, I will change my life against the sky and break the black hand hidden behind the scenes!

After re-sacrificing Lieyang Banner successfully, his anxiety and hidden worries are no longer as strong as before, but he also knows that the day of reaching the truth, revealing the truth, and defeating the truth is still far away. Because he even picked up the secret method of sacrificing Lieyang Banner...

Who would have thought that today he heard such a sentence, and the truth was directly exposed.

He felt like a child without clothes, standing naked in the snow mountain, so cold.

Where is the King Ming...you are still Wang Xiaoming.

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(It is said that today is the last working day in 2018. I wish you all a happy holiday, drink in moderation, and live a happy life that is not arranged. Unfortunately, we don’t have a holiday, and we will update it tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Let’s take a day off on New Year’s Day the day after tomorrow. You can relax while drinking the night after tomorrow~)