The Path Toward Heaven

Bai Zao was wearing a veiled hat with a white gauze hanging from the brim of the hat, slightly covering his face.

A white ribbon passed between her arms, picked up by the wind, and fluttered gently behind her.

Looking at it from a distance, it really looks like a fairy in white.

That kind of weak and calm breath, like lake water.

Like willow branches.

Like willow branches reflected in the lake.

The entire practice community knows that she is the daughter of the Zhongzhou sect's head couple who regards her as a treasure. She is born intelligent, resourceful and extremely gifted in cultivation. It's just a pity that due to her congenital inadequacy, the prospect of cultivating Taoism was not particularly promising, until that year when Mei met in the Taoist war, she and Jing Jiu were trapped in the snowfield for six years.

After that, her talent for cultivating Taoism has been perfectly and completely displayed, and now Yunmengshan can be compared with Qingshanzong Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui, that is, only she and Tong Yan. It's just that no matter how good your cultivation talent is, why did you appear on the palace square and walk towards the main hall at this time?

The practitioners looking at this scene suddenly thought of a possibility, they couldn't help being shocked and speechless, wondering if she would be the third person of the Zhongzhou faction to appear on stage?

How can this be?

What is the difference between a Nascent Soul cultivator participating in a contest of this level and courting death?

Even Tan Zhenzhen and Kou Qingtong were defeated by Lian Sanyue, how could you beat her?

Even if you don't make any moves in Sanyue, can you still beat other Qingshan sect powerhouses?

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Bai Zao walked slowly, the skirt and white satin were blown by the morning breeze.

Jing Jiu looked a little dignified, knowing that she was Qingshan's third and strongest opponent today.

Lian Sanyue's eyes were a little cold, and she said to Jing Jiu, You shouldn't have passed on my exercises to her back then.

Jing Jiu said, Since it's because of me, then let me do this one.

Ping Yongjia listened behind the two, and couldn't help but silently gasped, thinking, Master, you can't go too far by picking the cheapest, right? You don’t hit when that strange man in green clothes comes, you don’t make a sound when you talk about real people, but now a weak little girl comes and you have to go out, maybe I can practice for a few more years, besides, who on Shenmo Peak doesn’t know the relationship between you and that little girl, can she have the heart to beat you?

Naturally, Lian Sanyue would not agree with Jing Jiu's opinion, but the reasons sounded a bit weird.

You are too weak now, even if you use that move, you may not be her opponent.

Ping Yongjia sucked in a breath of air again silently, Xue Yuanqu scratched his head and was speechless like that, wondering why he should be so cautious? And still worried that Master can't beat her?

Jing Jiu, however, was unusually firm, even a bit persistent, and said, This is my business.

Lian Sanyue was more persistent than him, and said, Then shall we have a fight first?

Jing Jiu did not back down and said, Okay.

Lian Sanyue was silent for a while, and said, Forget it, you can go.

Jing Jiu got up from the stone steps and walked towards the square.

Suddenly, a bright morning light fell from the sky, just covering him inside.

Without hesitation, Jing Jiu raised his right hand and slashed towards the morning light.

You must know that in normal times, he usually uses the Universe Front, or the Chuzi Sword, or the Forth Sword, and only uses his right hand at the most critical moment.

It means that he immediately judged that he must do his best.

What was it that made him so eager?

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It is difficult to cut off the water with a knife, but Ping Yongjia has done it.

Slashing light with a sword, but few people in the world can do it.

Jing Jiu might be able to do it, but he couldn't cut off the morning light, because this morning light was borrowed from the rising sun by Lian Sanyue using Celestial Communication.

What's more troublesome is that there are countless ripples in the morning light, like small circles one by one, locking his sword intent inside.

There were only a few light pops, and even Sanyue's fingers passed through his black hair and touched his missing earlobe, a circular wave of light swayed from the fingertips.

Jing Jiu was bound by the light and could no longer move an inch.

I have been sleeping for so many years, and occasionally I still have dreams. I dreamed of the quiet room in the Sanqian courtyard, the round window outside the quiet room, and realized a kind of Taoism.

Lian Sanyue walked up to him, turned to look at him and said, I want to call it Liangxiao, what do you think?

During the time at Sanzenin Temple, it was really peaceful and beautiful.

Mr. Li often came to Tsushima to play the piano, and the most frequently played piece was Liangxiaoyin.

I don't know if she asked Jing Jiu what he thinks of the name, or what this way of thinking is.

Jing Jiu didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

Lian Sanyue raised her eyebrows and said, Give up, you won't use that trick anyway.

If he really used that trick, then the end would be either her death or his death.

Jing Jiu looked at her quietly and said, You can't beat her.

Lian Sanyue smiled and said: You will never beat me in this life, so I will fight.

Just like in her previous life, when she was not crying, she would never be able to beat him.

After saying this, she plucked the peach blossoms from her temples and stuck them in his ears. After looking at them for a while, she said with satisfaction, It's so beautiful.

Jing Jiu remembered what Nan Wang said in the garden, and said, At the beginning, didn't you feel strange?

Lian Sanyue said shyly, I'm talking about this flower.

This peach blossom is missing a petal, and it is still beautiful with blood.

Your ears are missing a section, and your face has changed, and you look good.

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Seeing Lian Sanyue walking towards the square, Jing Jiu didn't speak any more.

Ping Yongjia walked down the stone steps, wanted to say something to him, but subconsciously stopped looking at his face.

Why is Master's eyes so sad, as if... saying goodbye to something, and then never seeing him again.

Ping Yongjia also suddenly felt sad, his eyes were wet.

Jing Jiu suddenly said, Help me.

Ping Yongjia thought she had heard it wrong, but she didn't wake up until she heard Jing Jiu repeat the word help me again, and hurriedly said, How can I help?

Jing Jiu said: Collect all your sword essence, retrograde the sword intent to refine your body, and force the sword intent out to me.

Ping Yongjia said: How much?

Jing Jiu said, All of them.

For a sword cultivator, it is very dangerous to reverse the sword essence and force out the sword intent, let alone the entire sword intent.

Jing Jiu knew that Ping Yongjia would be fine, but Ping Yongjia didn't, but he didn't even think about it, so he sat down on the ground with a slap, closed his eyes and began to activate his sword intent.

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When Lian Sanyue came to the middle of the square, Bai Zao was still far away.

The cloud and mist farther away gathered again, enveloping Master Bai, and making her voice more ethereal: It's really surprising that you're still alive, but you can't change anything.

Lian Sanyue said expressionlessly: It's good to talk about real people, but do you know why I don't like him?

Bai Zhenren said: People of our generation know that you only have Jingyang in your eyes, and you don't even look up to Cao Yuan. How can you look up to him who is dull and boring?

Lian Sanyue said: No, I don't like him because he married you for the head of Zhongzhou back then.

Master Bai said: Then why do you have hostility towards me?

Of course it's because of her. Lian Sanyue waved her sleeves.

The wind in the square was even stronger, blowing the ribbon between Bai Zao's arms, and also the veil hanging from the veiled hat, revealing her face.

Bai Zao closed her eyes, her long eyelashes were unblinking, her face was ruddy, like a sleeping child.

Strangely, she was still walking forward.

When I first saw her back then, I thought this child was extremely cute.

Lian Sanyue looked at Master Bai in the clouds, and said with a stern expression: You are a real mother, no matter what!

She said earlier that she didn't want to talk to Master Bai today, but seeing Bai Zao appearing, she couldn't suppress the anger in her heart, so she must teach him a few words.

The cloud and mist withdrew from the imperial city.

Master Bai did not answer her question.

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Suddenly it rained in the clear sky.

That's sun rain.

It is also a precursor to the vision of heaven and earth.

Countless dark clouds surged from all directions in the sky, covering the sun in an instant, making the world dark.

Countless bolts of lightning could be faintly seen accumulating in the motionless clouds, which might fall at any time.

Bai Zao flew into the sky with his eyes closed, and the white ribbon kept fluttering, as if he was writing words that no one could understand.

The wind was howling, the rain was like an arrow, and the atmosphere of the world was in chaos, as if a catastrophe was coming.

Click! Click!

Countless thunders exploded, and countless bolts of lightning fell from the sky and entered Bai Zao's body.

Some of those lightning bolts came from the clouds, and some came from the thunderfields.

Some seem to come from a higher place.