The Path Toward Heaven

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I don't know if it's too cold, the color of the morning glow is a bit light, and it seems very unspirited.

Zhao Layue walked to Baicheng and looked back to the north.

Snowfield was in front of her, Jing Jiu was in it, but she couldn't enter.

With her realm strength, it would be useless even if she went, she could not even pass through the cold mist, she would die.

At this time, she needs help, but Aoyama Sect does not allow her to go in and naturally will not help her, so she can only go to that person.

Yuan Qi Whale didn't want to ignore her last night, but she directly broke the matter, so Yuan Qi Whale still showed her a way.

That road leads to a temple.

There is only one temple in Baicheng, which is easy to find.

She walked to the temple and thought that she could see the person, but unexpectedly saw the winter first, which was a little unexpected.

Sitting on the threshold for the winter and wondering what was going on.

A couplet hung on both sides of the temple door.

"To save suffering and save the world, ask the Buddha, the Tao, and yourself."

This couplet or any deep meaning, Zhao Layue didn't think about it and walked towards the temple.

As he passed, Winter asked, "Will you be hurt?"

Zhao Layue made a noise, walked to the Golden Buddha and squinted his eyes.

Although the sun's rays are dim and reflected by the gold paint, they are still a bit dazzling.

The golden Buddha was very rich, holding his stomach and smiling slightly.

Her eyes fell on the knife in front of the Buddha.

The iron knife was as long as a room beam, I don't know how heavy it was.

Thinking of the rumors of this knife, Zhao Layue's eyes gradually brightened, giving birth to some hope.

Just where is the owner of this knife?

She turned to the temple door and asked, "What the **** is going on?"

Winter said, "She is having children."

Zhao Layue froze and asked, "Who?"

Winter said, "The Snow Queen."

Zhao Layue was silent for a while and asked, "Is the fog?"

"The fog is her blood." Winter looked at the mist in the north and said, "This is the most important moment in her life, so at the expense of her blood, recalling all the people, she just doesn't want to be disturbed, of course, she is not Will proactively initiate provocations. "

Zhao Layue said: "I have read in books that women have pain and become weak when they have children."

"I also read it in the book, because I was curious to see it once, and it was really painful, and the mother would indeed become weak. I even wondered if this would be the weakest moment in her long life."

Zhao Layue said: "So why not call all the strong men in the practice world to enter the snowy field and kill her?"

"First of all, she is still alive, and she has not yet reached the weakest point, and no one knows that it will be years."

Overwinter said: "Even if she was born, how many guys do you think dare to go in and kill her?"

Zhao Layue did not understand, thinking that this is not the best opportunity for human race?

"If you gather all the strong people in the human race, even if you don't want the old guys of the evil faction, of course, it may kill her, even if she has no children."

Over the winter, she looked up at her calmly and said, "The problem is that maybe 90% of the participants will die. So who wants to give up the Changsheng Avenue to work hard?"

Zhao Layue said: "But there is always someone to do this."

Listening to this, Winter smiled and seemed relieved.

Many years ago, she was like Zhao Layue now, and she really contacted the strongest of the various denominations and told her plan.

She even went to Yunmenghoushan and Qingshan Yinfeng.

However, no one responded to her except that idiot.

The answer given by Jingyang is the absolute best.

After that day, she had never seen him again.

"For so many years, only that idiot has been here desperately. Have you ever seen them here?"

Sitting on the threshold for the winter, pointing to the big spiritual practitioners who did not show up behind the clouds, said with a disdain.

Zhao Layue looked at her and asked, "Who the **** are you?"

With such an attitude towards the heads of the Zhongzhou faction, the West Sea Sword God, and Yuan Qi Whale, the idiot is used to describe the sword sage, and naturally it cannot be the young disciple of Shui Yuezhen.

There was no answer for the winter.

A sigh sounded in the temple.

I ignored the winter.

Zhao Layue turned around and looked, still did not see anyone, and could not tell where the sound was coming from.

"I understand what you mean, but I can't help you."

The voice was thick and bright, echoing in the temple, as if it was everywhere, and it seemed like something was missing, which made the smeller feel a sense of anger.

No one was seen, but Zhao Layue knew who the other party was.

She salutes seriously in the temple and says: "Aoyama Zhao Layue, I have seen Lord Daosheng."

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The master of that voice in the temple was the Sword Master.

He was a descendant of the Red Dust from Guocheng Temple three generations ago, and was ordered to come to the north to join the wind sword teaching.

As an ordinary disciple taught by the wind knife, he won the first battle of Meihui, but refused to return to Guocheng Temple to inherit the mantra of the abbot.

In the following years, the weak wind knife taught the students to suppress the Kunlun faction and become the most powerful faction in the northern part of the rising continent.

He himself has become one of the strongest in the practice world.

Even more awesome is that he came to White City and never left.

For countless years, he has led believers and believers to cooperate with the Zhenbei Divine Army against the invasion of the Snow Country monsters.

Looking at the world, he is the only one who dares to fight the Snow Queen, and there is no rest in the first battle.

In these years, he has fought with that existence unknown number of times, how many times have been seriously injured, and never gave up.

Snow at Lone Knife Town.

Sanctified naturally.

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The sword art of the Xihai Sword God is extremely high and comparable to the gods. That's why it is called the sword god. The sword factions such as Aoyama Sect and Wuenmen never admit.

But in the heavenly continent, no one dares not to accept the title of Sword Master.

Otherwise, you come.

Except for Jingyang, few people can convince Zhao Layue.

In a word of disrespect, even the heads of Qingshan and Xihai Sword God did not think so.

Aren't you living longer?

——If I can live for so many years, I am not sure who is stronger.

Swordmaster served her.

Because she couldn't do such a thing.

So when she was saluting, she took her attitude very low.

Dao Sheng said: "Since Master Feng is a real disciple of Jingyang, he can meet my peers."

Zhao Layue stood upright and asked, "Then I'll ask directly, why can't you help me?"

If someone dares to go deep into the snowy field at this time and bring Jing Jiu out, it must be the sword master.

He has the courage and the ability.

"I have been with her for so many years, and I have never felt her mental state. She is extremely sensitive, irritable, and irritable ... I have a feeling, do n’t say temptation, or provocation, even the smallest movements, let her produce After misunderstanding, she will set off the most violent counterattack. To be precise, she may go crazy. In that case, even if those people in the sky are willing to help, we really killed her. At least half of the entire human world People will be buried. And if we do n’t move now, there should be a period of peace in the Northland. She should be more busy raising children, right? This period may be longer. "

After hearing this, Zhao Layue was silent for a long time.

Compared with the peace on the northern continent that may last for decades or even longer, let alone Jiujiu and Baizao, no matter how important the figures are.

"Then wait like this? What to do when she has a baby? Terran may need to face two queens at that time."

"The world of the Snow Country is simpler than ours. There may only be a queen. When she raises her children, I believe they will play the game first and divide the winner. If the winner still wants to go south, I will go with that again. Bit played. "

"You dare not go in now, have you beat her in the future?"

Everything makes sense, but it's still uncomfortable, even if it's Swordmaster, she still wants to ridicule the other person.

Dao Sheng's voice was calm and even awkward.

"You can't beat it, you can't beat it in your life ... but you still have to."

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Zhao Layue had nothing to say.

The voice of Daosheng did not ring again.

She walked back to the temple door, sat on the threshold, looked at the snowy field in the north, and said softly, "Wait just like this?"

She had asked the same question before, and that time was about the Snow Queen, and this time it was about Jingu.

"That fog is too cold for anyone to live, so there is no need to wait, but everyone always poses as worried and wants to do something."

Over the winter said: "Look at it, after a few days, everyone will leave, and the excitement in Baicheng will stop."

Zhao Layue said, "But Jing Jiu hasn't died yet."

Over the winter said: "He is either dead or is dying, all in all is dead."

Zhao Layue said, "No, you are all dead, he will not die."

After saying this, the temple became very quiet.

Two teenage girls are sitting on the threshold.

Golden Buddha looked at them.

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Cold fog locks snow fields.

The sect's oracles flew away one after another.

Zhao Layue asked Gu Qing and the boy with the surname Yuan to leave with Qingshan Sword Boat and stayed by himself.

White City is getting colder.

As soon as autumn arrived, several heavy snows fell. The wells in the city were soaked, and the fire was hard to heat, even the most devout believers were forced to leave.

I have gone through the winter.

Zhao Layue was still sitting on the threshold ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ After the winter, it was spring and it was still cold.

Until midsummer came, the fog on the snowfield did not diminish, and finally there was more warmth in Baicheng.

The well water was gradually gradual, and Mancheng pear blossomed, Jing Jiu still did not return.

Zhao Layue stood up, her black braids were dangling, which was a lot longer than last year.

She pulled up the black braid, cut it gently, threw it to the ground, and left.

The wind rises and short hair is messy.

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