The Path Toward Heaven

Jing Jiu quietly looked at the man on the snow mountain, and for some reason, there was some pity in his eyes.

He didn't know that the young Xuanyin leader was Wang Xiaoming before, until that year when he took Gu Qing passing by Lengshan, he clearly felt the killing intent in the other party's sight, so he naturally had the idea of ​​killing him first.

To kill someone, one must first figure out who the other person is. During the time when he accompanied him through the winter to enjoy the spring, summer and autumn, Zhao Layue and Gu Qing checked this person thoroughly through the shutter roller and other channels, including those so-called adventures naturally.

As long as there are enough adventures, no matter how bizarre and incredible the growth rate can be explained.

But Jing Jiu is too familiar with this feeling of being arranged, of being controlled, of playing games.

The successful re-sacrificing of Lieyang Banner made him more convinced that the person hiding behind the scenes was the senior brother.

Jing Jiu seemed to be able to see the tragic ending of that young man, either he was killed by him, or he was played to death by his senior brother.

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Wang Xiaoming stood by the side of the snowy mountain cliff, looking at the two people on the ground, he was extremely shocked, wondering who those people were, who actually knew his biggest secret.

The next moment, he finally saw Jing Jiu's face clearly, and couldn't help being stunned.

He murmured to himself, It's actually you?

Surprise, shock, and ecstasy, all kinds of emotions hit his heart, making him forget the cold feeling after Jing Jiuyiyan revealed the truth.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, revealing a nervous and blunt smile.

The wildfires in his eyes burned even more violently, like the blazing sun banners that were invisible around him, enough to burn everything in the world.

Immediately afterwards, his lips trembled more and more, his smile became wilder and presumptuous, and he screamed loudly: It's actually you! Well...

Wang Xiaoming's voice suddenly stopped.

Just like the dead Xuanyin sect disciple, it happened to be at that well.

A cold and lonely sword light appeared in front of the snow mountain.

The snow-capped mountains suddenly seemed less cold.

There was a clear clang.

Universe Feng didn't know when he went there quietly and cut it down!

Naturally, Wang Xiaoming would not be hacked to death like that Xuanyin Sect disciple.

A black banner appeared from the void beside Wang Xiaoming, rolled in the wind, like waves, and slapped towards the universe front.

The black flag was dark in color, like an abyss, with blood-colored patches smeared on it, but exuding a terrifying high temperature.

Presumably this is the treasure of Xuanyin Sect, the legendary Lieyang Banner.

The blazing sun moved.

A scorching sun seemed to be born in the snow-capped mountains.

Cosmic fronts are brighter.

The Lieyang Banner did not really block the front of the universe, and in the Banner Shadow Forest, the surrounding space was distorted and deformed.

There was a light rubbing sound.

The cosmic front followed the deformed space, brushed past the scorching sun, and flew obliquely into the cliff.

A moment later, there was a thunderous sound from the snow-capped mountain.

Jian Guang flew back.

Countless thick snow fell on the other side of the mountain, gradually filling the foothills.

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Jing Jiu stretched out his hand to withdraw the universe front, and looked down.

Tong Yan glanced at him, thinking what is this doing?

This sword was too sudden, not to mention Wang Xiaoming, even he didn't think of it.

I don't like to hear howling ghosts and howling wolves.

Jing Jiu confirmed that there was nothing wrong with Universe Feng, and said, This fan is really powerful, and I am not an opponent right now.

It was only then that Tong Yan realized that he was trying the sword, thinking that it was really unnecessary, it would take a trial to know?

The Lieyang Banner is the treasure of the Xuanyin Sect. Its grade is extremely high. In terms of lethality alone, it can even rank among the top ten in the cultivation world. Its defense is also very strong.

Not to mention that the speed of the Universe Front is limited, even if it is Qingshan's fastest Forsi Sword, it is extremely difficult to break through the Lieyang Banner and directly kill Wang Xiaoming.

Through this sword, Jing Jiu judged that Lieyang Banner was really powerful, Wang Xiaoming had many adventures, and his magic power was very strong, only slightly inferior to himself.

If he wants to kill Wang Xiaoming, the easiest and best way is to use a magic weapon of the same rank as Lie Yang Banner.

As long as Lie Yangfan can't protect the Lord, it is not difficult to kill Wang Xiaoming.

Jing Jiu looked at Qingtian Jian behind Tong Yan, and said, I'll use you to open the way later.

Qing'er became anxious when he heard this, flew out of the Qingtian Jian, and said, I don't know how to fight.

Jing Jiu said, Huh?

There are many kinds of magic weapons, some of which are powerful enough to shake the heavens, and some of which are mysterious and enlightenable. Not all magic weapons can be used for combat.

Tong Yan explained to him, thinking that the teachers in Yunmeng Mountain were right, Qingshan Sect has no treasures, and they have no knowledge in this regard.

Jing Jiu thought to himself, if it can't be used to beat people, what's the difference between a heavenly magic weapon and broken copper?

He said to Tong Yan: Then we will leave later, you stay here and try to attract more firepower.

Qing'er was very helpless, thinking that all of you chess players have this kind of temperament? Abandoning a child because of a disagreement?

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Wang Xiaoming stood by the cliff, listening to the rumbling sound of the avalanche on the other side of the Daxue Mountain, feeling the vibration from the bottom of his feet, and remained silent.

It took him a long time to look back and look at the sword beside Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu's sword just now was really fast and very insidious. He had already quietly approached, and he didn't attack until the extreme position that would arouse his alertness. He didn't react at all. If Lie Yangfan hadn't taken the initiative to protect the Lord, he might have been injured at this time, or even worse.

In other words, without Lieyang Banner, he would definitely not be Jing Jiu's opponent.

This fact made him a little confused.

After leaving Chaoge City, with endless hatred, he devoted countless time and energy, with the utmost hard work and diligence, using the spar and elixir obtained in the adventure, to practice the best evil way that was also obtained in the adventure. Calculating that he entered the practice world only a few years later than Jing Jiu, and he is still not as good as Jing Jiu today. Could it be that he will never catch up with him?

No, that's because Jing Jiu's sword is so good!

I heard that he also had an adventure in Guocheng Temple, and he refined a fairy-level flying sword, which presumably was this sword.

Since there are all adventures, you count the sword as part of the realm of cultivation, and of course I also want to enter the Lieyang Banner, then I have already far surpassed you!

Thinking of this, he calmed down, and said: Your sword is really extraordinary, and your talent in swordsmanship is also extraordinary, but do you know what you are really good at?

Jing Jiu naturally ignored him, his eyes fell on the surrounding snow-capped mountains, and he didn't know what he was calculating.

Tong Yan seemed quite interested and asked, What is it?

You are really good at luck. Even if you are a bright pearl, you are afraid of being cast in the dark. I don't know how many people envy you for joining Qingshan.

The corners of Wang Xiaoming's lips twitched slightly, he smiled nervously, and said, It's a pity that you were unlucky today, and I met you.

Jing Jiu knew what this kind of person would say at such a time, so he was completely uninterested in it, and didn't listen to a single word.

He looked at the Universe Front in his hand again, and confirmed that the traces left by King Huo Li's saliva had disappeared, and he gained a little more confidence in his thinking.

Jing Jiu didn't speak, Tong Yan had no choice but to continue to play the role of interlocutor, so as to delay some time. He looked at Wang Xiaoming on the snowy mountain cliff, and said with a serious expression: According to my Zhongzhou faction's investigation, you have never hurt innocent people, and you have kindness in your heart. Why don't you change your mind and change your mind?

Correct evil and return to righteousness? Hahahaha!

Wang Xiaoming laughed loudly, as if he heard something absurd.

In my eyes, how can there be any difference between good and evil? Regardless of the righteous way or the evil way, as long as you are a practitioner, you deserve to die!

Tong Yan was silent for a while, then said: It turns out that you don't hurt innocent people, it's just because those are mortals.

Wang Xiaoming said: That's right, I never thought of myself as a practitioner, even though I have practiced these messy things, I am still an ordinary person.

It can be seen from his expression and tone that he is deeply proud of this.

Tong Yan asked: Where does Your Excellency's hostility towards practitioners come from?

You practitioners have oppressed us ordinary people for countless years, yet you come to ask where our hostility comes from?

Wang Xiaoming shouted angrily: We are born to be bullied and enslaved by you? Why!

His shout echoed in front of the quiet snow-capped mountain, and there was another snow layer avalanche on the other side of the mountain, booming and booming, as if in response.

Tong Yan was silent for a longer time this time, and said: After all, each has a different standpoint. You are also a practitioner now, so you should be able to understand the truth.

Wang Xiaoming said in a deep voice: No, as I said just now, I never consider myself a practitioner.

Tong Yan looked at his right leg and said: Now that you have achieved great magic skills, you can obviously repair your disabled right leg, but you still insist on being a cripple, just to remind yourself not to forget your identity as an ordinary person?

Wang Xiaoming didn't expect him to be able to see through his own heart, and said in a weak voice, Not bad.

Tong Yan looked at him and said with pity: It's a pity that you did all this in vain, because you are no longer an ordinary person, you have become the practitioner you once hated the most.

Wang Xiaoming was irritated by his eyes and repeated words, and said impatiently: I have already told you, I don't think so.

The difference between practitioners and ordinary people is not notions, not appearance, not good and evil, nor the length of life, the only criterion is whether they can practice.

Tong Yan shook her head and said: If you can practice, you are a practitioner, if you can't, you are a mortal. It doesn't make any sense what you think.

Jing Jiu hummed and agreed.

He didn't bother to say such a simple truth.

A beautiful white swan flies freely in the sky ten thousand feet. Just because he misses his mother duck and sisters, he insists on saying that he is still a duck. This may be affectionate and righteous, but it is not true.

A person becomes a beetle, of course he wants to continue to be a human being, but unfortunately no one will accept him, he can only take a flower twisted from a metal sheet, sit in the garbage dump, and miss the past.

If Tong Yan was more mean, she could even ask Wang Xiaoming such a sentence.

If you insist that you are an ordinary person and not a practitioner, will ordinary people in the world still regard you as the same kind?