The Path Toward Heaven

There is no air in the void, no matter how fast the cosmic front flies, there is no wind, but Qing'er still feels very cold, probably because there is no sound here, it is as dead as a grave.

She was a little scared and wanted to talk, but looking ahead, she decided to forget it.

Xue Ji sat in front of the sword, covered with a quilt, with her eyes closed, not sure if she was practicing or resting.

Jing Jiu looked at her back, wondering what he was thinking, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

Qing'er looked at his side face, thinking that the Qingshan Sword Sect is really courageous, and an existence like Xue Ji actually wants to take it back.

But this is really not in line with Jing Jiu's temperament. Based on what she knew about him in the Qingtianjian illusion, he would never take such a risk.

Ordinary people have a saying called seeking skin from a tiger, if they want to cooperate with Xue Ji, or even subdue her, what should that count as? Isn't Jing Jiu afraid of accidents?

Yes, if the Qingshan Sect can subdue Xue Ji, then there will be the most powerful guardian in history, but how can a life at Xue Ji's level be willing to be a housekeeper for others?

The universe front stopped, and the scenery on the distant ground was faintly visible, but the green mountains and peaks wrapped in clouds and mist in front were more clear.

Xue Ji opened her eyes and looked over there quietly.

Jing Jiu said, That's where you will live and grow. If you agree to my terms, then we'll go there.

When Tong Yan watched that Mr. Li leave, Jing Jiu and Xue Ji had a short exchange, and they didn't avoid Qing'er.

Such an important agreement, which is likely to affect the situation of the cultivation world of Chaotian Continent, and even the future of the human race, requires at least one Tianbao True Spirit to witness.

The general content of this agreement is that Jing Jiu is willing to provide a sufficient source of chill at a sufficient level to allow Xue Ji to survive, and Xue Ji must agree to go to Qingshan, not to make trouble, and not to leave without permission.

Qing'er was very nervous, looking at Xue Ji who was covered by the quilt, she didn't know whether she wanted her to agree or refuse.

After discovering Xueji in Lengshan, Jing Jiu didn't inform Qingshan or Baicheng that someone would come to kill her, he was gambling with the fate of the human race.

Even if Xue Ji is only half as terrifying as the Queen of the Snow Country when she becomes an adult, she is not something that the practice world can control.

What is even more frightening is that now she has reached the south of Chaotian Continent, the core area of ​​the human race. If she suddenly turns her face and kills all directions, what kind of disaster will it bring?

After an unknown amount of time, Xue Ji finally let out a groan, confirming the agreement again.

From this point of view, Jing Jiu's extremely cold world really attracted her too much.

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It is spring now, and the southern part of the mainland is extremely warm. Flowers and trees are already in full bloom among the green mountains and peaks, which is too beautiful to behold.

Nan Wang leaned on the top rock, holding the jug with his fingers, his drunken eyes slanted slightly, his eyes passed through the flowers and trees and fell on the opposite Shenmo Peak, he didn't know what he was thinking.

She suddenly felt that the temperature around her became lower. This change is extremely subtle, far from enough to cause the petals to wither, and even most people can't feel it, but it can't hide the perception of her, a strong sea breaker.

The Green Mountain Formation cut off the inside and outside of the world, such a sudden change meant something must have gone wrong.

She looked at Shangde Peak, which was still covered by ice and snow, and raised her eyebrows slightly, thinking unhappily that the repair of the formation is not over yet? It actually let out a few traces of the cold pulse in the ground.

Shangde Peak consumes the most resources in Qingshan every year, and even this little thing can't be done well. The senior brother is really serious, he only cares about fighting with the senior brother who is in charge, and doesn't know how to discipline the disciples.

A sword sense suddenly came from Tianguang Peak.

Nan Wang's expression changed slightly, he flicked his fingers, and the sound of the sword spread throughout Qingrong Peak.

She returned to the cave mansion with the jug in her hand, looked at the female disciples who were urgently called back, and said, Don't ask me why, because I don't know. From now on, everyone will go to the cave mansion for retreat. Without my permission, no one is allowed to come out.

A bell rang from Shiyue Peak, and an order floated in the hall in front of Xilai Peak, whether they were elders or ordinary disciples, they were all summoned to discuss matters, and then they began to retreat collectively like Qingrong Peak.

On the stone beam between the two peaks, the fog became thicker and thicker. The looming black shadow looked into the distance, sighed with extremely complicated emotions, and walked back to the deepest part of the fog.

The existence that Qingshan guards Yinfeng does not want to see, presumably few people in the world are willing to see it.

The top of Tianguang Peak was already empty, Yuan Gui closed his eyes, thinking silently in his heart, I am a stone turtle carrying a stele, not alive, not alive, don't come and see me.

There were no monkey calls on Shenmo Peak, and the horses grazing on the hillside did not know where to hide. Liu Ada was lying on the window sill of the Taoist hall, looking at the distant sky, his eyes were full of nervousness, and his tail flicked subconsciously from time to time.

It is not ready to fight at any time, but to flee at any time.

Suddenly, a hand reached out, grabbed its tail, hugged it into its arms, and walked into the cave.

In the depths of the cave, Gu Qing and Yuan Qu didn't know what happened, they were asking Zhao Layue, when they saw Ping Yongjia walking in with the white cat in his arms, they couldn't help being stunned.

At this time, the white cat was still in a stunned state, because it couldn't figure out, how could anyone dare to grab its own tail besides the pair of seniors?

I don't know what happened, but the head of the sword ordered everyone to retreat urgently... What did you bring it in for?

Zhao Layue looked at the white cat in Ping Yongjia's arms and frowned slightly.

From her point of view, even if a strong enemy comes, there is no need to worry that the guardian will take the initiative to attack the enemy, and he will definitely go back to the cave to hide before anyone else.

Ping Yongjia looked innocent, thinking that this cat has been sleeping in the cave all the time, since something big happened today, why don't we just let it go?

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The clouds rolled, and somewhere gradually thinned, and the Green Mountain Formation opened a passage.

Jianguang illuminates the flowing clouds into dancing white silk.

Cosmos is back.

This time, there was no one to greet him, and none of the Qingshan disciples shouted that the uncle was mighty.

There is no sound of reading by the Huanjian River, there is no crooked sword light around Yunxing Peak, there is no wind on the top of Bihu Peak, the lake surface is like a mirror, and there is no one in sight on the nine peaks of Qingshan, the silence is palpitating.

Looking at these pictures, Qing'er once again thought of the word grave, and felt very uneasy.

Xue Ji didn't feel much, because she didn't know what Qingshan should be like.

The cosmic front landed on the top of Shangde Peak.

There is no one here either.

Even Lord Jian Lv who has been standing in the depths of the cave all year round, silent to the bottom of the well, does not know where he has gone.

Shangde Peak is extremely cold, and the stone walls of the cave are covered with traces of snow and frost.

Xue Ji covered her whole body with a quilt, only her eyes were exposed, and her black pupils showed a satisfied expression.

Jing Jiu hadn't been here for many years, and if it were another time, he would at least be a little bit emotional, but today he just flew towards the bottom of the well in silence.

The sky illuminates the bottom of the well.

The cosmic peak falls with the beam of light.

The black corpse dog lay there quietly like a mountain.

Qing'er naturally felt awed in her heart, and dared not speak.

Jing Jiu didn't say anything, as if he didn't see it, and continued to go deep into the Sword Prison.

The corpse dog slowly opened his eyes, looking at the small figure covered in blankets, his deep and quiet eyes showed strong vigilance.

Xue Ji turned her head slowly, wanting to see what this being who was closer to her thought.

Jing Jiu stretched out his hand like lightning, and turned her head back through the quilt, preventing this from happening.

If these two do meet eyes, who knows what will happen.