The Path Toward Heaven

The waves beat against the rocks, creating countless snow waves.

Yinsan faces the sea, smiling like a spring flower.

His breath is still so kind and moving, giving people a sunny and cheerful feeling, as if there is nothing bothering him.

Patriarch Xuanyin stood behind, looked at his side face, felt a lot of sympathy, sighed, took out a bone from his sleeve, raised it to his mouth and gnawed a couple of bites.

The bone was long and thin. It was unknown whether it was the rib of a sea beast or the arm bone of a human practitioner. It looked a little scary.

For some reason, the ancestor felt that it was not very interesting, so he put the bones away again.

Yin San didn't look back, and asked, This was your favorite food in the past, why did the taste change?

The ancestor said sadly: Maybe it's because I'm old, and I don't have much energy to eat.

I still like to eat hot pot very much, and my appetite is as good as that of young people. I am still full of interest in this world, and I still feel that it is not too late to work hard.

Yin San looked at the sea, smiled and said, So I will live at least another five hundred years.

The ancestor said seriously: How can five hundred years be enough, the human race needs you to live another fifty thousand years.

I'm not the tortoise at the top of Tianguang Peak.

Yin San looked at his right hand, and suddenly asked: Is the sword really there?

The back of his hand was a little black, exuding a faint air of death, looking like a withered tree.

What's even more frightening is that his fingertips are like limestone, and they can fall ash when they are blown by the sea breeze.

The old ancestor said: Su Ziye said it was Shaoming Island, but Tianjinren didn't know it, and they couldn't confirm each other, so we should be more careful.

Shaoming Island is the Jianshu Pavilion of the Xihai Sword Sect, and it is extremely guarded. It is really difficult to enter without alarming the Xihai disciples.

Yin San said: Interesting, it seems that the most important things in Xihai are placed there.

Even if Chu Zijian is not on Shaoming Island, he still wants to go.

Only few people know that the formation hub of the Xihai Sword Sect's mountain guard formation is there.

Time passed slowly, the waves kept beating, the snow waves continued for a long time, the red sunset fell into the water, and the night came.

Under the faint starlight, Yin San and Patriarch Xuanyin stepped on the sea and walked towards the island ahead.

The Xihai Islands used to be the territory of the Jiaoren Kingdom, and were later occupied by the Xihai Sword Sect as the mountain gate. After two hundred years of operation, the defense here has been extremely complete. Even if the mountain protection formation is not fully activated, the dangerous formations hidden under the sea are enough to kill the practitioners who come to peep. But these have no meaning to Yin San, not because the ancestor Xuanyin's realm is unfathomable, but because he has devoured the soul of Tian Jinren, and he knows the formation here like the back of his hand.

When the Sword God of the West Sea established his sect in this archipelago, it was Tian Jinren who was in charge of the overall design and array arrangement.

Suddenly there was a booming sound on the distant sea.

The flying whale broke through the sea and flew somewhere in the night sky.

The sea water is like more than a hundred waterfalls falling from the huge body of the flying whale, illuminated by the starlight, like a silver ribbon.

Flying Whale was seriously injured by Yuanqi Whale back then. After recovering from his injury, he dared not leave the West Sea Islands too far. He didn't know where he was going and what he was going to do tonight.

Yin San watched the flying whale gradually disappear into the night, and looked back at the island not far ahead.

There are green trees everywhere on the island, which look like color blocks painted with ink in the dark night, forming a completely different world from the seawater illuminated by starlight.

The two set foot on the beach with the sea, entered the dense forest, avoided the formation, and quietly came to a very remote cave in the mountains.

The ground is scattered with rocks and fine sand, with a few footprints remaining, but there are no other traces. The stone gate of the cave is tightly closed, which looks very ordinary, but if you stay on the stone gate for a long time, you will feel that the surface of the stone gate seems to be flowing, forming countless fine vortexes.

The pivot of the Xihai Sword Sect's mountain gate formation is located in this cave.

If you can control the formation hub, you can disarm the mountain gate formation at any time.

Just imagine that when countless sword lights came here from Qingshan, the mountain gate formation of the West Sea Sword Sect suddenly disappeared... How interesting would that picture be.

Thinking of that scene, Yin San laughed, walked to the stone gate of the cave, brushed off the dust with his hand, and looked down at the slowly flowing lines.

The old ancestor naturally walked behind him, turned around and squatted down, staring outside like an old dog.

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The Xihai Islands consist of 700 large and small islands.

About 300 miles away from Shaoming Island, there is the largest island in the center of the archipelago, named Falling Immortal Island.

Falling Immortal Island has the tallest mountain in the West Sea Islands, and it is also the location of the West Sea Sword Sect.

On the side of the mountain facing the East China Sea is a steep cliff. On the high point of the cliff there is a cave, and on the side facing the sea there is a huge hollow with a width of more than a hundred feet and a height of tens of feet.

This hole looks like a huge window, in which the sea, rain, wind, and cloud changes are all in it, like a picture frame.

The Sword God of the West Sea stood by the huge window with an expressionless face, like a stone statue and a person in a painting.

Suddenly there was a deep roar on the distant sea, and the sea water gradually separated into two magnificent white lines.

Looking at this scene, the Sword God of the West Sea raised his eyebrows slightly, and jumped out of the painting.

After being suppressed by Qingshan for so many years, the Xihai Sword Sect is still standing because of his existence.

He is at the peak of the sky, and he is in the middle of his life. Both his cultivation and his momentum are at his peak.

Tan Bai from the Zhongzhou School, Liu Yuan from the Qingshan School, and the abbot of Guocheng Temple are getting old, Bu Qiuxiao is too young to break through, Chanzi is even younger, Shuiyue Nunnery is full of women, and they don't even know life and death for three months. Looking at Chaotian Continent, who would dare to say that they can beat him in a decisive battle?

Sword Saint Cao Yuan may be able to, but he is in the wind and snow in Baicheng Gudao Town, unable to leave.

Back then when Qingshanzong destroyed Yuntai, he gave up because he made a decisive decision and beheaded his junior brother Xi Wangsun, and also because he was afraid of this person.

Flying Whale came to the cliff, its huge body covered the sky, a man wearing a hat came down from the back of the whale, green light could be seen faintly on the smooth whale body under his feet, it was Su Ziye, the former young master of Xuanyin Sect.

This time he brought back the latest news from Yunmeng Mountain. The situation was a bit urgent, so the Xihai Sword Sect used Flying Whale to pick him up.

Su Ziye didn't waste any time and broke the news directly.

The Zhongzhou faction believes that Daoist Taiping has an internal response in Qingshan. If he is killed, Qingshan should come.

Xihai Sword God said blankly, Evidence?

Su Ziye shook his head and said, The Zhongzhou faction won't say anything. But no matter if we directly kill Daoist Taiping, use this matter to lure the person in Qingshan, or directly lead to civil strife in Qingshan, it will be beneficial to the Zhongzhou faction, so I don't think the Zhongzhou faction is lying. Once Qingshan comes, they will definitely take action.

Everyone gets it and punishes him, and he is talking about people like Daoist Taiping.

If Qingshan tried to interfere with the Xihai Sword Sect to kill this demon, the Zhongzhou Sect would have every reason to step forward, and even the allies of Guocheng Temple and Qingshan Sect could not say anything.

The Xihai Sword God's expression remained unchanged, and he said, Any news about Xuan Yinzi?

Su Ziye said: No, but according to what was said a few years ago, it will not exceed this year at the latest. Daoist Taiping's borrowed body will collapse, and he will definitely come.

Xihai Sword God said: Tell them that the Chuzi Sword is in Tianxuan Island.

Su Ziye said, Yes.

Xihai Sword God said: This matter is settled, I will ask Xuan Yinzi for you the secret method of Lieyang Banner.

Su Ziye said: No need, if possible, please kill him.

Xihai Sword God turned to look at him and asked, Why?

Su Ziye said: The Lieyang Banner fell into Wang Xiaoming's hands, which is obviously the ancestor's intention. I think he is the ancestor chosen by the ancestor.

Xihai Sword God said: It makes sense.

Su Ziye continued: It has also been confirmed that the reason why Tong Yan betrayed the Zhongzhou faction was because he stole the Qingtian Jian.

Xihai Sword God said: If he has nowhere to go, he can come to me.

Su Ziye felt something was wrong and said, Since we have decided to form an alliance with the Zhongzhou faction...

Xihai Sword God raised his hand, signaling him not to say any more.

Su Ziye exited the cave.

The Sword God of the West Sea looked towards the sea like a stone statue.

He knew very early on that Master Taiping had escaped from Qingshan Sword Prison, because he had met him once and reached some kind of agreement.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the Yuntai was destroyed, the younger brother died, and the senior management of Bulaolin fell into Taiping's hands.

I'm really not good at conspiracy.

The corners of the West Sea Sword God's lips curled up slowly, revealing a somewhat blunt self-deprecating smile.

Hundreds of years ago, when he left Wudao in the South China Sea with Tian Jinren and came to Chaotian Continent, he was just an ordinary young swordsman.

He can become so powerful now because he doesn't care about other things at all, he only knows about cultivation.

Every island and reef in the West Sea has traces of his sword practice, and countless birds and fish have seen the light of his sword.

From this point of view, he is very similar to Jing Jing, who has been in seclusion all year round and ignored world affairs.

In his opinion, Su Ziye's idea is very good. Of course, it is beneficial to form an alliance with the Zhongzhou faction. It is good to kill Daoist Taiping, but it is better to lure out the strong Qingshan and then kill him.

But he knew better that these things could be false. He doesn't have the ability or energy to distinguish between the true and the false of these things, so he simply doesn't think about it. Maybe the Zhongzhou faction will stand by and watch, maybe Xuanyinzi has other ideas, maybe the Qingshan sect has some conspiracy, so what?

As long as you are strong enough.

Just kill everyone.

He is confident about it.

Because this time he is not alone.

From this point of view, he is very similar to Jing Jiu, who is so restless and ready to come out at the first move.

Such a person is indeed terrifying.

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Shenmo Peak is extremely quiet, there is no cry of apes under the cliff, and no neighing of horses on the hillside.

After receiving the notice, Gu Qing rushed back from Chaoge City, and stood behind Zhao Layue with Yuan Qu, silently looking at the closed cave.

Ping Yongjia didn't know what happened and felt very scared.

Every few breaths, there will be a sound of sword grinding in the cave.

As the dusk grew thicker, the sound of sharpening swords finally disappeared.

Shenmo Peak was as usual, but there were some changes in Jianfeng Peak in the distance.

The swords in the cracks between the cliffs hummed lightly.

The sword intent breaks through the fog and returns in the wind, like a whirling dance.

It seems to be welcoming the return of a peerless famous sword.

The cave was opened, and Jing Jiu came out from inside.

Still fluttering in white.

Still a fairy face.

But both Zhao Layue and Gu Qing felt that he was a little different than before.

Zhao Layue looked at his right hand and asked, Okay?

Jing Jiu said, Yes.