The Path Toward Heaven

The relationship between Qingshan Sect and Xihai Sword Sect has not been very good, because everyone uses swords, and because of the reason hidden in the clouds.

In order to destroy the Qingshan Sect, the Xihai Sword Sect has worked hard for hundreds of years, but Master Taiping has been quietly watching all this from a higher place.

So Liu Shisui swallowed the demon pill at the bottom of the muddy water, and was taken into the Immortal Forest, where he read files for several years.

As a result, Yuntai was destroyed, and Xi Wangsun died.

A few years later, the Xihai Sword Sect was also wiped out, Wudao Patriarch Nanju died under the sword of Wanwu, and Xihai Sword God was seriously injured and was forced to leave Chaotian Continent.

In the end, the first thing Zhao Layue said when she looked at him was to ask him to find a way to wake Jing Jiu up... Isn't this crazy?

Zhao Layue stared into his eyes, which were extremely bright and enthusiastic, like the sun in spring, capable of melting all ice and snow.

All enthusiasm is born of hope.

——At present, apart from Jing Jiu, Xi Lai has the highest level of swordsmanship in the Chaotian Continent. The Queen of the Snow Country can't wake Jing Jiu up, but he might be able to.

No matter how you look at it, this is a very inexplicable and absurd request, but for some unknown reason, Xi Lai agreed after a moment of silence.

One dared to ask the most powerful enemy of the Qingshan Sect to treat Jing Jiu, but the other did not kill her and Jing Jiu, but agreed to her request.

It has to be said that those who are obsessed with swords are as crazy as those who are obsessed with love.

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Xi Lai walked across the small bridge and came to the meditation room, only took one look at the sleeping Bai Zao, and sat down beside Jing Jiu.

He stretched out his hand to hold Jing Jiu's wrist, and closed his eyes.

Only a very slight sound was heard, and the flower tree outside the round window suddenly disintegrated, turning into debris and falling on the lake, just like the early morning pictures of the ditches outside the imperial palace.

Xilai let go of his hand, walked to the round window, looked out at the lake and tree shadows, and stood there for a whole night.

When the morning light illuminated the lake, he turned around and said to Zhao Layue who had been standing outside the door: I have thought of seventeen methods, but the deduced results are not good. There is only one to try.

Zhao Layue said, The last one?

Xilai said: That's right, when he senses that he is going to die, the strong desire to survive may wake him up.

This method is very extreme, but it is very suitable for Jing Jiu, because he is really afraid of death, and he has the ability and background to perform miracles.

Zhao Layue walked into the Zen room, looked at Jing Jiu's face and was silent for a long time.

If Jing Jiu hadn't been injured before, let alone her, even Xi Lai would have had a hard time killing him, but now it's different.

When he was in Qingshan, a part of his earlobe had already collapsed, and later he fought with Bai Zhenren in the world of the underworld, and he was seriously injured.

That face was still so perfect, no one could see any changes, but she knew it was no longer perfect, because a tiny cut was torn at the corner of his left eye.

That cut is thinner than a hair.

For more than a hundred years, Jing Jiu spent a lot of time sleeping.

When he was in Chaoge City, it was Liu Shisui and Gu Qing who accompanied him.

When she was in Guocheng Temple, she also watched him for several years, and she watched him very seriously.

Let's wait, she said.

Okay. Xilai walked towards the Zen room.

Zhao Layue raised her head, looked at his back and asked, Why?

Xilai said, You should know.

He came back from a distant foreign continent just to defeat that sword light.

This is related to revenge, and it has nothing to do with revenge. This is the threshold that he must cross to move forward.

If Jing Jiu couldn't wake up, then his kendo career would no longer be perfect.

Zhao Layue said: You really are a sword lunatic.

Xi Lai turned to look at her and said, Aren't you the same?

If you are not obsessed with something, you cannot go to the extreme.

Sword and Tao are the same.

Crazy to the extreme, naturally crazy.

However, in the eyes of the practice community, the Xihai Sword God only took two to three hundred years to develop the Xihai Sword Sect to such a powerful level. He is a real hero and does not fit this image of being obsessed with swordsmanship.

Zhao Layue asked, What kind of person are you?

I'm just like him.

Xi Lai looked at the sleeping Jing Jiu, paused for a moment, and then said, Maybe he is the same as the former real Jing Jiu.

Why didn't he stop for a moment when he came back from another continent and saw the spectacular scene of reclamation of the world?

Why didn't he kill the swearing businessman at a glance when he was in Dongyi Road?

Because in essence, he is a person who doesn't care about anything except kendo.

If he wasn't such a person, the ancestor of Kirishima would not have chosen him many years ago and sent him back to the mainland.

I don't want to do anything, whether it's establishing the Xihai Sword Sect or taking over Bu Lao Lin, I'm not interested.

Xi Lai turned around and walked to the bridge, raised his right hand, as if raising an invisible sword, and as if swearing.

The problem is that his expression is still so indifferent, still like a stone, so the scene that should be very interesting suddenly becomes dull.

It's just that with our current state, we still can't jump out of cause and effect. Cause and effect are often called responsibility. The real Taiping thinks that he is the most amazing person in this world, so he must be responsible for this world. Everything of mine comes from Kirishima, and I always have to help do something.

He looked at the gray sky and was silent for a while, then continued: After Master died, I was actually relieved a lot. I don't have to bear the things that I didn't want to bear. Kirishima is in the fog. What's wrong with being isolated from the world and living a peaceful life? Of course, because I have already left Kirishima, I still have to do these things. I will defeat him, and by the way prove that the clouds and fog are always above the green mountains.

At this time, a cold voice fell from the sky.

The clouds and mist will eventually disperse, but the green mountains will always be there.

Along with that voice, there were hundreds of invisible sword strings.

Those sword strings were extremely fine, and easily broke through the formation of Sanqianyuan, covering the entire small lake and the Loutaiqiaoxi by the lake.

Accompanied by the sharp sound of piercing through the air, the net-like sword string quickly narrowed its range and headed towards the bridge. The dense but ethereal sword intent condensed into a circle.

With a soft rubbing sound, an extremely beautiful and slender flying sword pierced through the air from that circle!

Immediately afterwards, the morning light in the sky became extremely bright and extremely blazing, as if the sun had come to the mid-heaven in an instant.

An extremely bright flying sword flew out of the sunlight, and with an unimaginable sword force, it slashed at the figure on the bridge.

Zither sword!

Return to the sun sword!

Immortal Guangyuan and Nan Wang came back from the sea and received a message from the blue bird, so they wanted to pick Jing Jiu back to Qingshan. Who would have thought that they would see the figure of the Sword God of the West Sea here, so naturally they used the most powerful sword move without hesitation!

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Looking at the two famous swords from Qingshan that suddenly appeared in front of him, Xi Lai waved his hands indifferently without any expression of panic.

His right hand had been raised all the time, and when he swung it downward, it was as if he was holding an invisible sword and slashed down in the air.

The sky reflected by the stream under the bridge seemed to be moved by him, and with the sound of howling wind, it faced the Jin Se Sword and the Returning Sun Sword.

The thunderous impact shook the flowers and branches on the lake to float up.

The two sword lights disappeared at the same time as the invisible sword.

The three sword intents floated up, until they disappeared into the sun in the extremely high sky, behind the clouds and mists.

Countless sword cries spread from the sky to the surroundings of Dayuan City, and even the people in Juye City in the distance heard it.

Countless sword lights burst out from the sunlight and fell into everyone's eyes.

People stared at the sky in astonishment, wondering how could there be so many lightning and thunder in such a clear morning?

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calm.

Sanqianyuan was calm as usual.

Those masters sat in the room with their eyes closed, praying something in a low voice.

The lonely grave remained silent.

There have been great changes outside the nunnery.

There are countless cracks on the surface of the mountain road that runs along the mountain stream to the end.

Those fissures were bottomless, and in some places even spring water gushed out.

The cracks on the cliff are deeper, and sand and rocks fall from time to time.

There is a pond in the middle of the mountain stream, where many lotus flowers grow. At this time, the weather is not yet here, and there are no flowers blooming, only green leaves like fields.

Nan Wang stood on a lotus leaf, fluctuating with the wind, his hair was slightly disheveled, and his face was pale.

Daoist Guangyuan stood in the knee-deep water, drenched all over, with blood dripping from the corners of his lips, thinking that his junior sister was really strong, but she would rather get seriously injured than vomit blood.

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Zhao Layue looked at the figure on the bridge, without showing any fighting intent.

Just like what the other party said, there is too much difference in realm strength, and the so-called fighting spirit is just futile, it is extremely rude, and has no sense of beauty or interest.

She was just a little worried.

Daoist Guangyuan and Nan Wang are powerful men in the Heaven-reaching Realm, and joining forces is not even a single blow to this person.

Even this person hasn't really drawn his sword yet.

This kind of state is really strong and unimaginable.

If Jing Jiu wakes up, will he be able to defeat this person?

Xi Lai looked at the lotus pond more than ten miles away, and said expressionlessly: You are not my opponents. Now that your injuries are not healed, and your sword is also sick, why bother to humiliate yourself?

Hearing these words, Nan Wang's pale face showed annoyance, and a cruel look appeared in his eyes, and he cursed: My day...

The morning breeze blew the blue lotus leaves, her slightly damp hair and the silver bells on her body, and a barbaric aura emanated from her girlish and exquisite body.

Daoist Guangyuan secretly thought that it was not good, knowing that the junior sister had lost her temper and wanted to fight her life and death, so she hurriedly stopped her and said, The safety of the sect leader is the most important thing!

Hearing these words, Nan Wang calmed down a bit, slowly calmed down, and hummed in the direction of Sanqianyuan.

Do you want to coerce the head master to make Qingshan? This is impossible.

Daoist Guangyuan said.

I don't have this idea, but I won't let you take him back to Qingshan, because I have a feeling that if he goes back to Qingshan, he may never wake up again.

Xi Lai turned around and looked at Zhao Layue who was in the corridor, thinking that you took Jing Jiu to seek medical advice in the world but refused to return to Qingshan, do you feel the same way?

Zhao Layue pursed her lips slightly, but said nothing, her face was paler than Nan Wang's, she didn't know what she was afraid of.

Fluttering, fluttering.

The blue bird landed on the railing from the sky, looked at Zhao Layue, and said with uneasy eyes——Ping Yongjia has woken up, and he is also very scared.

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(The sentence about Yunwuqingshan is written in a Barcelona Real Madrid stalk, please don't mind.)