The Path Toward Heaven

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Looking at the residue of a pot of white soup, Jing Jiu put on a hat, fastened the cloth belt, got out of the restaurant, and went into the carriage.

This car was prepared in advance by the Gu family.

The Gu family is a ancestor of the Nanhe Prefecture. Many children practice in Qingshan. Up to now, there are two elders clearing up at Tianguang Peak and Shiyue Peak.

As a disciple, how could Gu Qing make Jing Jiu worry about such trivial matters, and he had already made arrangements.

Over the past year, Gu Qing's status in the family has changed a lot. No matter how you look at it, the first disciple of God's End is also very promising. Although it is still not as good as Gu Han's position in Qingshan, who knows what will happen in the future, the big family will naturally not make mistakes in this kind of thing.

The carriages are large and the decoration is luxurious. The Gu family should have spent a lot of time on this car.

Jing Jiu didn't understand these but was satisfied.

Because there is a bed in the carriage, and a window is open at the top, which is inlaid with a whole piece of glass, which can penetrate into the sky.

He untied the iron sword wrapped in cloth, lay on the bed, and knocked on the carriage.

The hoof hoared, and the car drove towards Yunji Town.

Clouds gathered from all around and floated out the window.

He looked at the view from the window, silent.

He didn't follow the Qingshan brigade, besides not wanting to be too close to the Qing Rongfeng, there was another reason.

In Baoshan Mountain in the northern part of Nanhe Prefecture, some time ago, a treasure light shot out, illuminating the night dome, which is a symptom of a peerless magic weapon.

Some practitioners also said that there is a cave house left by the real people of the previous generation. It will be reopened in response to the changes in the atmosphere of the heavens and the earth.

This rumor will appear once in the mainland once in a while, without much attention from the denominations. Those who are eligible to participate in the Meihui have no disciples, and the Qingshan sect has ignored it, even in Nanhezhou.

Jing Jiu knew of course that the rumor was false.

Because the legendary former real person is called Jingyang.

However, he would still go to see, because there are many small sects and disciples, he wants to see if that guy will show up.

That guy likes watching lively.

At that time, their brothers and sisters made this fake cave house. Isn't that because the guy is playful and likes watching the fun?

One evening, the carriage stopped south of Mangshan.

Jing Jiu came down with his iron sword and glanced at the carriage.

He felt that the car was really comfortable. The practitioner would not be motion sick, but could help sleep with the ups and downs of the car.

The road from Nansong Pavilion to Xijianxi is very smooth and should be accessible.

He thought so, and said to the coachman, "Sent to Nansong Pavilion."

The driver didn't dare to make a noise and nodded desperately.

The twilight was getting darker, and the reckless mountains were getting darker. Occasionally, a sword light was seen, and indeed there were no high-level practitioners who came to explore the treasures.

Jing Jiu walked along the mountain road, at night, came to a ruined temple.

There are more than twenty miles away from that cave house, just outside the ban.

The prohibition mentioned here is not matrix formation, but the practice of the southern continent. He asked Gu Qing very clearly before leaving.

When a practitioner is exploring the treasure, if he is interested in the treasure, he must enter a distance of twenty miles before the cave is opened, otherwise you are not eligible to participate in the treasure division.

This rule is obviously imitating the Qingshan sect, but it is a bit of a nonsense.

Jing Jiu walked into the ruined temple.

A fire was burning in the temple.

More than a dozen practitioners sat around the fire.

Practitioners are not afraid of the heat and heat, their eyesight is far better than ordinary people, and they do not need to be bright at night, but they still light a fire.

No one likes loneliness. The fire is a sign of calling for companions, and getting together often brings courage.

The light of fire illuminated their faces, and the flames moving with the wind made their faces a bit cloudy, and they should still hesitate. Should they go for a few miles before the cave opens in the middle of the night, the problem is that they will be welcome Combating entanglements and struggles of competitors, wouldn't it be a loss if Dongfu was fake?

More than ten eyes fell on Jing Jiu's body.

Jingjiu ignored it and went to the corner to sit down.

He didn't need a companion, he was used to being lonely.

The ruined temple was quiet, only the sound of flames being shaken by the mountain wind.

I don't know how long it took, a loud voice came from outside the temple, diluting the sense of tension and depression brought by the night of the ruined temple.

"This can't be true! Thanks to what they want, what else is Jingyang's real Beppu here? This is Nanhe Prefecture. If it is Jingyang's real Beppu, how could the Qingshan Sect approach people? Even the Zhongzhou faction It can only be avoided far away! That is, these idiots will believe. "

Two monks, one old and one young, walked into the ruined temple, and the young one spoke.

More than ten monks glared at the young monk.

The young monk had a rough temperament, didn't notice the fire at all, and never thought that someone was in the temple, and immediately hesitated.

Those idiots should be these people, right?

The host said that bad things were being heard by the victim. The young monk was very embarrassed, and he continued to apologize.

More than a dozen monks were angry and helpless, because the young monk's attitude of apology was indeed very sincere. More importantly, he and the old monk carried the old wooden drawers and practiced hardships. They knew the origin at a glance. Where can these people offend?

I heard that the monk of Guocheng Temple has a good temper. What can it mean to yell at him?

No one dared to do anything, accepted the apology of the young monk, got up to salute the old monk, and gave up the best position beside the fire.

The young monk suddenly hesitated to see Jing Jiu wearing a bonnet in the corner, hesitated a little, and then looked at it again to confirm that he could not help but screamed.

The old monk said helplessly, "What happened?"

"Oh oops oops"

The young monk felt that Jing Jiu was trying to hide his identity, and he was anxious to refer to him. He said to the old monk, "Uncle, you are right, I am wrong."

When he wanted to come, since the Qingshan sect sent Jing Jiu of the end of the god, even if the Dongfu opened tonight is not Jingyang Zhenren Beppu, it must have some origin.

Jing Jiu had seen the young monk twice, but he didn't expect that his words were so much louder than ten years old.

In the past, he may be a little annoying, but now he feels a little close, and smiles at the young monk.

The light of fire illuminated the bottom corner of the hat.

The young monk covered his chest with his hands ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I thought it was as rumorous as it really was.

"Brother Jing is wrong. Why are you here, Master Jing, is that Dongfu tonight?"

His voice was very low, and other practitioners in the temple did not notice.

Jing Jiu shook his head.

What else is the young monk going to say.

The old monk came over and said, "Shut up."

The young monk sighed and closed his mouth, thinking that he did have some offense with this Uncle Qingshan, and was forced to practice a closed chant every time he saw it.

After seeing this picture, Jing Jiuxin wondered whether he would learn the closed chanting and pass it to the ten-year-old after two years.

(End of this chapter)

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