The Path Toward Heaven

Zhao Layue stood in the twilight.

The sun is behind her.

Her face could not be seen clearly, only those black and white eyes were still so bright, extremely eye-catching in the dark world.

Standing by the side, Gu Qing silently hoped that Master could see these eyes and wake up.

How about... eat first? Jingshang asked a little uneasy standing on the periphery.

Hearing these words, Gu Qing and Ping Yongjia looked at Zhao Layue, Ah Piao was a little confused.

She is the master of Shenmo Peak, and she is also a teacher aunt.

They knew how much Jing Jiu held in her heart. Although she liked hot pot very much, could she still eat at this time?

Zhao Layue suddenly turned around and walked towards the dining room.

The Jing family prepared a lot of dishes today, and the dishes covered the entire round table. Jingshang's daughter-in-law stood nervously by the table, while Jingli's daughter-in-law stood a little further away aggrieved.

Zhao Layue was not polite, she sat down at the first seat, and said, Sit.

Everyone sat down.

Zhao Layue said, Eat.

So everyone started to eat, and after a meal, no one spoke.

After eating, Zhao Layue asked Jingli's daughter-in-law to comb her hair and braid it.

Everyone pretended not to see it, and Ah Piao picked up the Haiwan, which was bigger than her face, and pretended to eat.

Jing Li's face was pale, and she thought it was fortunate that there was no mirror in the dining room.

Zhao Layue left the dining room, walked back to the front of the study, sat cross-legged on the spot where the crabapple tree used to be, and closed her eyes.

Firth sword came out silently.

The beautiful twilight shone on her black braids, making them ugly.

Looking at this scene, Ping Yongjia was a little uneasy, and asked Gu Qing: Senior brother, what should we do next?

Gu Qing knew that with Master Aunt's disposition, she was afraid that she would not leave if Master did not wake up, and said, Watch it.

As disciples, of course they have to guard here, but they can't just sit there and do nothing like Zhao Layue.

No one knows when Jing Jiu will wake up, what if it takes more than ten years?

Fortunately, the Jing residence has been expanded twice in these years, and there are enough rooms for them to live in.

As the dusk deepens, it is night.

Master, when will you return to the palace? Jing Li asked Gu Qing.

In his mind, since the master is the supervisor of the country, he can't stay outside the palace all the time.

Lu Qing waved his hand, thinking that this kind of thing is not as important as Master.

In the early morning of the next day, Jing Li woke up, went to pay respects to the sleeping Jing Jiu, Zhao Layue, Gu Qing, Ping Yongjia, and A Piao one by one, and told his daughter-in-law not to try to curry favor with her elders by bringing tea and food, and then she was ready to go to the palace.

Walking out of the alley and onto the street, he suddenly stopped, looked at the picture in front of him, couldn't help rubbing his eyes, and wondered if he had seen it wrong?

This street is usually very lively and bustling, and there are many houses and shops on the opposite side, but those shops and houses were unexpectedly... all demolished overnight, and turned into an extremely flat land!

How is this going? He walked to the opposite side and looked around in a daze.

An official from the Construction Department of the Ministry of Industry recognized his identity, and hurried over to explain a few words: This is the order from the palace last night. The Qingtian Division has come to help many officials. I don't know why.

Jing Li went to the palace with doubts. The young emperor didn't wait for him to ask questions, but asked with concern: How is uncle doing now?

Jing Li said: The patriarch has not woken up yet...Your Majesty, why was that street demolished?

The Emperor of God said: When you go back at night, you should know.

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In the evening, when Jingli came back from the palace, she suddenly found a temple on the other side of the street!

Even with the help of Qing Tiansi officials, no one can build a temple out of thin air in a day. It is obvious that a certain powerful person directly moved a temple here.

That temple is a bit old, and Jing Li even thought it looked familiar. When he walked up to him and took a closer look, he realized that it wasn't the last three halls of Jingjue Temple?

What exactly is going on?

Jing Li walked back into the alley in a daze, and suddenly heard the door creak open, and a young monk came out from inside.

Gu Qing saw them off with an extremely respectful expression.

Whether it's the supervisor of the current dynasty or the head disciple of Qingshan sect, they all have extremely noble identities. How many monks are there in the world who are qualified to be respected by Gu Qing?

I've seen Zenzi. Jing Li quickly bowed down and saluted, and saw those bare feet that were as white as lotus.

Zenzi ignored him, and didn't mean to avoid him, and continued to say to Gu Qing: He is not in the realm, and forced to use the Qingshan Sword Formation, he deserved to die that day, but for some reason he got the immortal energy of the white blade, so he can survive until now. I have never seen this kind of situation, and I don't know when he will wake up, whether he can wake up, but Shuiyue Temple has some experience, you can ask them.

After saying this, Chanzi walked towards the street and was welcomed into the newly moved temple by the monks of Jingjue Temple.

Bells rang in the twilight.

Gu Qing saluted seriously towards the street.

Jing Li hurriedly saluted.

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On the second day, a small sedan chair with green curtains landed on the street.

The Master of Shuiyue Temple talked to Gu Qing, glanced at Zhao Layue, then turned and left.

There is already Zen Zi sitting here, she doesn't need to stay here, and the Tongtianjing by the East China Sea always needs someone to watch.

After Lian Sanyue was infused with immortal energy by Jing Jiu, she fell into a deep sleep for many years, but Shuiyue nunnery master only knew the changes in the exterior scene, but did not know how she refined the immortal energy, and had no way to give an answer.

The Master of Shuiyue Nunnery left, but Zhen Tao and several fellow disciples stayed and lived in Taichang Temple.

Immediately afterwards, people from Xuanling Sect, Jingzong, and Daze also arrived, and they chose their residences not far from Jing's house.

Over there are Duke Lu's Mansion and Prime Minister's Mansion. The former is originally from Jing Jiu, and the latter has a background in thatched cottage.

The well house was completely surrounded and turned into a forbidden area isolated from the outside world.

It was obvious that this was to prevent the Zhongzhou faction from retaliating, and with Yuan Qijing in the palace, the sleeping Jing Jiu should be safe.

Thinking about these things, Jingli returned home, but felt that the home seemed to have changed, and then remembered that the crabapple was gone, and couldn't help sighing.

Zhao Layue sat in front of the study with her eyes closed, and ignored the arrival of Chan Zi or Shuiyue Nunnery Master.

But no matter whether she paid attention to it or not, Lu Qing would report these things to her one by one.

Zhao Layue opened her eyes, stood up, and stretched out her hand to recall Furth Sword.

Lu Qing was startled, thinking what are you going to do?

Zhao Layue held the braid with her left hand, and with the Furth Sword in her right hand, cut lightly, and then threw it to Gu Qing.

Firth's sword moved and turned into a blood line, heading towards the green hill.

Holding the braid, Gu Qing looked at the Jianguang disappearing into the sky, feeling a little dazed.

When Jing Jiu was lost in the snowfield, Zhao Layue waited for him for a year in front of that temple in Baicheng, and now it's only been a day, why did you leave?

Suddenly, he felt that the braid in his hand was very heavy and hot. He knew that it was not something he could touch, so he hurried into the study and placed it beside Jing Jiu, and adjusted the position carefully.

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The blood-like sword light illuminated the peak of Shenmo Peak.

Yuan Qu came out from the hall and said, Master! How is the head master?

Zhao Layue ignored him and waved his sleeves.

Liu Ada rolled out of her sleeve like a snowball.

Yuan Qu quickly shut up.

Zhao Layue walked into the cave with a blank expression.

The stone wall slowly closed.

Liu Ada withdrew his gaze, slowly walked to the edge of the cliff and lay down, looking at the sea of ​​clouds that seemed to be burning.

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In a blink of an eye, it is a hundred years.

Not enough vicissitudes become mulberry fields, but for mortals, it is an insurmountable line between life and death.

The people of Chaoge City who had witnessed the battle against the immortals in March were all dead, so everything became a legend.

Even for practitioners, this is a long time.

This hundred years in Chaotian Continent has been very peaceful.

The evil monsters were basically killed by Liu Ci.

The Zhongzhou faction was as silent as closing a mountain.

Only Qingshan Sect became stronger and stronger.

Daoist Guangyuan reached the sky seventy years ago.

Fang Jingtian broke through the realm to reach the middle realm of Tongtian.

What was even more surprising to everyone was that Qingshan Jianlu Yuanqijing was still alive, sitting in the imperial palace of Chaoge City, although few people could see him.

The Qingshan Sect seems to have returned to its heyday, but everyone knows what the hidden worries of Qingshan are.

Daoist Taiping is at ease in the world.

Master Jingyang was still in a deep sleep.

If it wasn't because Yuan Qijing was still alive, Fang Jingtian might have already suppressed Shenmo Peak and welcomed his master back.

On an ordinary autumn day, the cave at the top of Shenmo Peak was slowly opened, and Zhao Layue walked out amidst the light dust.

She was covered in dust, her short hair was disheveled, and she was unkempt, just like when she first met Jing Jiu more than a hundred years ago on Jianfeng Peak, but her eyes were more black and white, like ink on paper, allowing heaven and earth to clearly see her will and thoughts.

Accompanied by the bloody twilight, she walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at the sea of ​​clouds that seemed to be burning.

Countless sword intents floated out from the clothes.

The sea of ​​clouds suddenly shattered and turned into thousands of strands, like countless jumping flames.

Yuan Qu came out of the Taoist hall, he was so shocked that he forgot to salute, his eyes were full of disbelief.

What kind of realm did the master show just now?

On Bihu Peak in the distance, a cat meowed suddenly.

That is missing.

More admiration.

She finally surpassed the former Jingyang and became the youngest peak Pohai ever.