The Path Toward Heaven

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Nan Wang also heard Zhao Layue's words and asked, "Are you sure?"

Many people know that Zhao Layue has already entered Wuchang Zhongjie two years ago, and it is unlikely that he could break through the border again so soon.

Even so, with her current age, she can be regarded as a very rare monk genius.

The natural way is truly extraordinary.

However, after all, she has too little time to practice Taoism, which is far from Luohuainan. There is no chance of winning in Taoist wars.

Zhao Layue said without thinking, "Yes."

Regardless of the realm of cultivation, the two are the masters of Qingshan Peak, and Nan forgets not to say anything, but just shakes his head, and other disciples are afraid to talk.

At this time, Bai Zao ended his piano music.

Hantai is quiet.

Many people want to come, if Shui Yuelian has no other disciples to come forward, I am afraid that the long-circulated criticism will finally be broken.

But before that, the quiet of Hantai was broken by a sound of discussion.

News circulated among more than a dozen cold platforms at high altitudes, causing a commotion.

Aoyama Sect also quickly heard the wind.

——Tianjinren is somewhere in the city. Today Luohuainan and Tongyan did not show up, most likely they are meeting each other!

It is a rare opportunity to get a close review. If you are praised by the other party, the monk will get a higher status and more resources in the denomination. For a time, people will be moved, but after all, it is Meihui In the event, the Minister of the court and the teachers of various factions are here. Who dares to leave without permission?

Jing Jiu noticed the change of Zhao Layue's expression, and asked, "Want to see?"

Zhao Layue said: "A little curious."

Jing Jiu said, "Go and see."

The two got up, said a word to Nan Wang, and walked down the cold platform.

Many people noticed the movement here, and they couldn't help but be upset, thinking that the May Fair was not over yet, and Zenzi hadn't commented yet.

Looking at those two figures, Bai Zao frowned slightly, looking even weaker.

She guessed what Zhao Layue had done with Jing Jiu.

She didn't care about this, because at this time Luo Huainan and Tong Yan should have met the rumor master in the rumor, and this was what she arranged.

She was a little concerned, or disappointed, is another thing-is it so anxious to meet the heavens, does it need the affirmation of others to maintain self-confidence?

How does Zhao Layue deserve to be his own opponent?

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The mountain road leaving Meiyuan was behind two bends around Hantai, and the figures of Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue disappeared in front of everyone.

The habit formed by tens of thousands of miles has made Zhao Layue accept certain quirks of Jing Jiu. For example, he would rather walk than control a sword unless there are special circumstances.

They walked on the mountain road and talked at will.

Jing Jiu knew that what Zhao Layue really wanted to see was not Tianjinren, but that he might be visiting Luohuainan of Tianjinren at this time-because of the Dao fight in the future.

"If rumors are true, you are not his opponent," he said.

Zhao Layue said: "I always know before I fight."

This sentence is in line with her long-standing attitude towards monasticism.

Dengtian Avenue is extremely difficult. If you are afraid of this, then what else?

Jing Ji glanced at her and said nothing.

Zhao Layue remembers very clearly. When she said that she was going to participate in the Dao war, he looked at him like this, but did not say anything, but the meaning was very clear.

"You disagree?"

She was a little puzzled.

In the past few years of monastic career, Demon Slaying, Demon Killing, and Feijian Killing, no matter what kind of dangerous situation, Jing Jiu has never stopped her adventure. Why is he thinking about participating in Taoist war today? Don't agree?

Jing Jiu said, "I haven't participated in the May Games, but I know something."

Zhao Layue said: "Treading for blood? I don't care."

Jing Ji looked at her calmly and seriously, "That's the real world."

Zhao Layue also took it seriously and said, "I know what it means."

"Those battles on the tens of thousands of miles are still not real, at best they can only be said to be half-truth, and what I am saying is the real truth that I don't want to touch."

Jing Ji said, looking into her eyes.

Zhao Layue asked: "What is true?"

Jing Jiu said: "Death is real, to be precise, his own death."

By this time they had reached the mountainside.

The breeze lightly brushed the wild trees between the cliffs, and the scenery was excellent, but unfortunately those birds with crisp sounds still couldn't go on the cliff side, so the scenery was a little less vitality.

Zhao Layue thought about it for a long time and said, "I don't understand."

Jing Jiu said, "I don't understand the best."

Zhao Layue suddenly felt that he was far away from himself when he said these four words.

In Jing Jiu's beautiful face, she seemed to see the endless abyss.

Abyss means stay away.

This feeling made her very uncomfortable, and turned the subject a bit bluntly: "Although I was not interested, I was still curious about the final result."

The nature of this is not Taoist war, but today's battle of piano art. Jing Jiu repeated the famous saying in the monastic world again: "Anyway, I won Shui Yuezhen."

Suddenly a piano sound sounded in the sky.

Starting from the cold side.

Beyond a mountain, the sound of the piano had become very small when they arrived here, and fell in the ears of the two, but it was very clear, and it seemed to contain a great power.

Immediately afterwards, the second piano sounded and never stopped, but the sound of the piano was not as good as flowing water, and it sounded particularly jerky and chaotic, not even the most basic rhythm, let alone wonderful. But for some reason, Jing Jiu seemed to be moved by the sound of the piano, stopped and stood on the cliff and looked into the sky for a long time without words.

Unlike when Bai Zao played the piano, the birds did not match when he played the piano, but it was not that the birds did not like the sound, but that they did not dare to speak.

The **** of the man playing the piano is obviously unfamiliar, just like a beginner, but the pop-up music is unparalleled, as if to take away all the sounds in the world.

Don't say those birds. During the time that man was playing the piano, the mountain breeze blowing the treetops and the streams falling into the depths did not make any noise.

Flowers bloom when I bloom.

When I speak, the world must listen quietly.

This is momentum.

Zhao Layue felt the residual meaning between the mountains and the ground, suppressed the shock in her heart, and looked towards Jing Jiu's face, remembering those pictures when she was in Haizhou last year.

This man plays the piano like Jingu playing chess.

Beginner.

Manipulative.

Not nice.

Doesn't look good.

But the world is unparalleled ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Jing Jiu looked at the sky, thoughtfully.

A certain flowing cloud at a very high place has been torn to pieces by the sound of the piano.

Zhao Layue said softly, "I don't know who it is."

Jing Jiu didn't know who was playing the piano, but he knew the origin of the other party.

Because he heard some old wind from the sound of the piano.

"Shuiyueyu."

He said.

Zhao Layue remembered that famous saying again-anyway, it was Shui Yuezhen who won.

Then she thought of the ordinary-looking woman on the cold platform.

Somehow, she gave birth again to the feeling when Jing Jiu said the four words, and her mind was slightly confused.

(End of this chapter)