The Path Toward Heaven

　　 Now Jing Jiu can go wherever he wants to go. He doesn't need to knock at the door. He does this to show the peach blossoms to the little girls in the nunnery. He also wants to inquire about something with the people in the nunnery.

　　Unexpectedly, the people at Shuiyue'an didn't know where the guy went. He went to the quiet room with round windows. Even March had been sleeping here for many years, and there was always a peach blossom next to his pillow.

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　　 There is also a quiet room with round windows in Sanqianan outside Ohara Castle.

　　 The quiet room in Shuiyue'an was an imitation of even San Yue.

　　 It was here when she first recuperated and rested.

　　 For this reason, there is a grave here.

　　 Thousand-year lone grave, with morning light every day, it's not desolate.

　　 He stood for a while in front of Li Gongzi's grave, turned on the bridge, and went there.

There have been many stories in the nunnery on the other side of the bridge. For example, even Sanyue slept for a long time, Baisao slept for a long time, and finally he slept for a long time. When he was asleep, the entire Qingshan Sect almost moved over. Zhuo Rusui and Yuanqu arranged a hot pot, Tong Yan and Queniang arranged a chess game, Liu Shisui made a bamboo chair, and Gu Qing even knelt before the bed and said that.

　　 But there is only one real event that happened in this temple.

　　 Even three months became the morning light.

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　　 After living in Sanqian Temple for a few days, Jing Jiu finally returned to Qingshan.

　　 He glanced at Gu's carriage in Yunji Town and landed on Shenmo Peak.

　　Shen Mofeng was even more deserted than in previous years, and the monkeys kept screaming, welcoming his return somewhat in a daze.

　　 Rain suddenly fell in the sky. It seems that the rebuilt Aoyama Great Formation does not care about this.

　　The sound of passing through the forest and hitting leaves came from under the cliff.

　　 Jing Jiu looked back and saw Gu Qing.

　　 Gu Qing had mixed feelings, unable to speak for a long while, knelt to the ground with a snap and knocked his head.

　　 "You have been here?" Jing Jiu asked.

　　 Gu Qing said: "Zhen Tao left the year before, so I went back here."

　　 The entire Chaotian Continent didn't know that he had returned to Shenmo Peak and lived in the small wooden house he built thousands of years ago.

　　 Jing Jiu didn't expect it, and went to ask the treasure ship king and Shuiyue'an.

　　 He looked at this favorite apprentice, and said after a long silence, "Drink tea."

　　 does not mean to treat Gu Qing as a guest and invite him to drink tea, but to ask him to make tea.

　　 Maybe it was the old iron kettle and small stove, the tea was boiling with a very light fragrance.

　　 Jing Jiu picked up the tea cup and sent it to the tip of his nose, sniffing the taste, showing a satisfied expression.

　　 Looking at this scene, Gu Qing was very surprised, wondering if Master can do it now?

　　 After a sip of the tea, Jing Jiu said, "I will miss it for a while, and I'd better find a time to rise."

　　 Gu Qing did not dare to have any comments, and replied: "Yes, Master."

　　 Jing Jiu hummed, and threw the teacup under the cliff.

　　 There were countless arguing and fighting sounds in the woods. It should be a group of monkeys fighting.

　　 Not long afterwards, there was a cheerful cry, thinking it was a monkey who grabbed it.

　　 Gu Qing guessed what he meant by throwing a cup, hesitated for a while, and asked, "You are preparing..."

　　 Jing Jiu said, "I will travel far."

　　 Gu Qing asked nervously, "Will you be back?"

　　 Jing Jiu said, "I shouldn't."

　　 As for the death of this long journey or continue to the front of the endless road, Gu Qing didn't know and did not dare to ask.

　　 He asked, "What else... do you want to do?"

　　 Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "Let’s eat hot pot."

　　 Gu Qing confirmed his previous conjecture, and Master really is different from before, so I can feel it.

　　 He was surprised and inexplicably sad, and quickly asked the monkey to inform Shiyue Peak and other places.

　　While waiting for the ingredients and utensils, he worried that his master would be bored, and asked carefully, "Should I play mahjong?"

　　 Jing Jiu said, "Sorry."

　　 The words fell, and a dust dragon appeared on the Jianfeng in the distance, rolling across the peaks and Xijianxi, to the front of Shenmo Peak, and then instantly to the top of the peak, the smoke and dust gathered slightly, and the figure of Ping Yongjia appeared.

　　 Ping Yongjia knelt down in front of Jing Jiu with tears in her eyes, and said, "Master, you are finally back."

　　 Jing Jiu said, "I'm here to tell you that that guy is dead."

　　 Suddenly a sword string formed a bridge, from the top of Qingrong Peak to the top of Shenmo Peak, Nan Wang walked over from the bridge.

　　 She seemed to be holding on, but the silver bells on her bare ankles kept ringing, chaotically.

　　 "Can you drink alcohol?"

　　 "Can do everything."

　　 Jing Jiu took the jug from her.

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　　 After eating hot pot, drinking alcohol, playing two rounds of mahjong, after finishing all these things, Jing Jiu went to Tianguangfeng.

　　 The small cottage was repaired anew, and a chair was placed, but the stone stele on Yuangui’s body could not be restored.

　　 "I always think that the hidden peak is not in the stele, but in your stomach."

　　 Jing Jiu walked to Yuan Gui and sat down, looking at the felt-like sea of ​​clouds beyond the cliff, as if talking to himself.

　　 Yuangui closed his eyes, motionless, like a real stone.

　　 Jing Jiu continued: "I thought you might want to hide some magical powers, so I didn't care about it, but now that I know something in the outside world, I think of you again."

　　 Yuangui slowly opened his eyes, glanced at him with muddy eyes, and said with a low voice, "Ah, are you back?"

Jing Jiu ignored it and pretended to be stupid, and said, "Not every life has its own meaning, not necessarily everything must have a statement, but existence like you... It is impossible to be with time. ."

　　 Yuan tortoise is the oldest beast in Chaotian Continent. It was guarded here since the Qingshan Sect. No one knows how many years it has lived, and no one knows what earth-shattering magical power it has.

　　 "Real person, what do you want to say?" Yuan Gui asked blankly.

　　 Jing Jiu retracted his gaze and looked into his eyes and said, "After that **** came to Chaotian Continent, he found a way to control Xue Ji and a sword, so why can't Xue Ji not find it for so many years?"

　　 Yuangui thought about it seriously~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said, "Because she has snow blindness?"

　　 Jing Jiu said, "Because the black obelisk and the sword of all things have been guarded from beginning to end."

　　 Yuangui was silent for a while, and said, "You have to be clear, I'm not a human being."

　　 Jing Jiu said, "It really is you."

　　 "You didn't guess wrong, all things, a sword and that thing were all placed in my stomach before." Yuangui said, "After the **** you mentioned came, I secretly vomited it out to him."

　　 Jing Jiu asked: "Why?"

Yuan Gui said angrily, "I have to take care of everything, and I have to stare at Xue Ji, a terrible guy. I was under a lot of pressure, okay, and the prisoners were all dead at that time. Why can't I let myself relax for a few days? ?"

　　 Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "Are you the inspector left by that civilization?"

　　 The high-level civilization that set up this space prison cannot be assured that Xue Ji, the guard, secretly left some means to restrict her, which is also very easy to understand.

　　 "Monitor a ghost..." Yuangui said.

　　 Jing Jiu said, "Then what are you?"

　　 Yuangui looked into the distance with vicissitudes of life in his eyes, and said slowly: "Actually, I am a prisoner."

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