The Path Toward Heaven

Today's Chaocheng City, Meihui naturally attracts a lot of attention and is the only focus, but beyond the eager sight of ordinary people, an undercurrent is surging.

The young monks who are attending the May Fair have gone elsewhere.

Countless news flowed between cornices and ordinary streets.

The great figures of various factions, the senior officials in the court, and the giants of Nancheng are looking for the whereabouts of one person.

God is near.

Some people want to know how much life they still have, some people want to know where their Yuanyuan went, some people want to know His Majesty ’s habit, some people want to know if their only son is biological, of course, some people also want to know Some of the more important questions, such as whether Jingyang real people really failed to ascend.

Jing Jiu wasn't sure if Zhao Layue met Tianjinren if he wanted to ask this question, or if he wanted to know the whereabouts of Yin San, or if he just wanted to see Luohuainan.

The genius in Zhongzhou, who may be seeing people close to the sky, is Mei Hui ’s biggest hit, and naturally her strongest opponent.

However, no matter what the reason for Zhao Layue's desire to meet heaven, he will take her there.

Now in Qingshan Sect, Zhao Layue is the Lord of God's End. He is an ordinary disciple. The two should be called siblings, but in fact, he has always been a master himself.

Zhao Layue has already been used to and accepted this.

The teacher is in trouble, the disciples are at their service.

When the disciples are in trouble, the teacher must of course help.

Others don't know where Tianjin is, and Jing Jiu doesn't know where Tianjin is, but he knows who knows where Tianjin is.

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To the east of Chaoge City, beside Baima Lake, there is a bustling and lively street.

There is a medical hall on the west street. A begonia flower is engraved on the plaque. There is a doctor and a buddy, looking a little shabby.

Who would have thought that this medical museum is the most important and highest-level branch office of the largest intelligence organization in Chaotian Continent.

Well Jiu knows.

As long as you live long enough, you always know some secrets.

Not to mention that his oldest brother liked to inquire about secrets, and then told him as a story.

Entering the medical hall and taking off the hat, Jing Jiuzheng was going to say whether the begonia was still right. The doctor quickly raised his right hand to signal that he didn't need to say any more, and then brought him and Zhao Layue into the back room.

"It seems to be out of order," Jing Jiu said.

The doctor said with a bitter smile: "Just looking at your face, you know you are Jingjiu."

Last time, the shutter person guessed his identity and confirmed it afterwards.

In this case, where is the need for Begonia still no such old secret code that has been useless for hundreds of years.

Jing Jiu didn't think about some of the hidden meanings in this matter, and felt that it was a good thing to have less trouble without talking about the secret code. He said directly, "Where is the heavenly person?"

The doctor looked at him seriously and said, "This is very advanced news."

Jing Jiu said, "I gave you three messages last time."

The doctor smiled and said, "There are two unconfirmed messages. As for what we owe you, we have evened it out."

Jing Jiu thought about it and said, "Since you know I'm Jing Jiu, then guess who she is?"

The doctor looked at the girl next to him and couldn't help but hold it.

He is Jing Jiu, so she is naturally Zhao Layue.

For this natural Taoist species, the youngest peak owner in the history of the Qingshan sect, the shutter person naturally attaches great importance to it, and I do not know how much relevant information has been collected.

Theoretically, as the senior director of the roller blind, Zhao Layue should follow Jing Jiu as soon as he enters the medical hall, and the doctor should recognize her.

The problem is that it is clear in those materials that Zhao Layue behaves informally and does not care about appearance and appearance ...

So, what's the little yellow flower in between?

After a while, the doctor woke up and understood Jing Jiu's meaning.

The previous time, he gave Jing Jiu intelligence because the roller shutter man was in arrears. Now Zhao Layue, the lord, is here. Can he return empty-handed?

"This news is very expensive, please don't spread it."

Now that the decision has been made, the doctor is also very happy, and directly said the place.

After coming to Chaoge City, people have been living in Meiyuan.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue just came from Meiyuan.

Well, this Meiyuan is naturally not the alpine cold platform where the Meihui is being held, but the old Meiyuan.

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In the medical museum, Zhao Layue had not spoken and asked why Jing Jiu had a relationship with the roller blind.

She didn't speak until she came outside the old street.

"I have lived in Chaoge City since I was young, but I plan to practice and rarely go out. This is my first time here."

Many years ago, the Snow Country monster invaded, the dynasty orthodox severed, and the Emperor of the Gods formed an alliance with the young Taoist sect leader in Meiyuan. This is the origin of the Meihui.

Today's Meiyuan is the most spectacular building in Chaoge City, but it is not where it was.

The real plum garden is at the end of this old street.

Zhao Layue has never been here, and few people still remember it.

Compared with the new and lively new Meiyuan, the real plum garden is more like an unmanned site.

Jing Jiu wore a bonnet and looked far away. He saw some branches, and an old pavilion.

When the May Fair was held, he was in a critical moment of breaking the ground and could not participate. Of course, if he could, he would not come for some reason.

The brother came, the former head of the Zhongzhou faction came, and the old abbot of Guocheng Temple, the master of Zen, also came.

At that time, even March was killing people, so Shuiyue's lord came.

A crackling sound, followed by a quarrel, pulled him back from a rare memory.

The excitement on the street is not from tourists who come to admire the site of Meiyuan, but from a row of chess stands on the street.

There is a chess stand, there are winners who play chess, and there are idlers who watch the battle.

In short, they are all hilarious people, so naturally hilarious.

The sound of shouts, laughter, scolding, and the collision of chess pieces with the chessboard echoed everywhere in the street, filled with the smell of sweat, foot, and smoke.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue walked across the street in these sounds and tastes, and the faces under the hats did not change at all.

Almost to the end of the street, the crooked trees of the old Meiyuan had completely entered the eyes, Jing Jiu suddenly stopped and looked towards the right hand side.

Zhao Layue looked slightly, then looked away.

There is a chess stand, not an endgame, but a game.

The chess stand was full of people.

People's faces are full of surprise and absurd expression.

There is one person standing opposite everyone.

The man had a very tender face, red lips and white teeth, and looked like a teenager, but his expression was proud and indifferent.

He looked at the stall owner and said, "You lose, get out."

It seems that he is betting on chess with the stall owner, but the bet is not gold or silver, but left or left.

When everyone saw him so tough, they couldn't help getting angry and shouting.

"Speak more politely!"

"But it just makes you lucky to win a game ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ so arrogant!"

"Yes! There is another kind of game!"

The young man didn't bother and walked directly to the next chess stand.

This chess stand is an endgame.

The young man glanced, reached down on the chessboard, and took a step.

People are still angry at this man's arrogance and keep swearing.

The lost stall owner was not convinced, and shouted: "I won't leave, how can you be stingy?"

Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet, and the stall owner who just lost chess also froze.

Because they found that the owner of the endgame became extremely ugly and sweaty.

"roll."

The young man said this and went to the third chess stand.