The Path Toward Heaven

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Gu Qing froze, then couldn't help laughing. ┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛

The boy named Yuan raised his sleeves and wiped his eyes.

The remaining disciples of Qingshan shouted with a smile: "Say hello to Uncle!"

The disciples of other schools also laughed.

Hahahaha!

The merry laughter echoed in the snowy field, and the cold fog over the cliff seemed to recede.

The disciples in Zhongzhou were also very happy, but why did n’t they see the sister?

Xiang Wanshu rushed towards the hole, and when he passed by Jingjiu, he held his fist.

Gu Qing walked into the cave and knelt down in front of Jing Jiu and nodded.

Jing Jiu said, "Get up."

Gu Qing stood up and looked at his face, and found that he was thinner than before and was shocked.

If you are an ordinary practitioner, even if you are not killed by the cold, you will have problems because of being isolated from the world for six years.

Monasticism does not solve all problems.

But Gu Qing knew that his master never needed these.

His gaze fell on Jing Jiu's clothes, and he was taken aback.

This white coat from the peak of God's End can resist the invasion of water and fire, and ordinary flying swords are difficult to cut. At this time, it has been seriously damaged, and the edges are full of gaps!

Is Hanwu so terrible, how did he survive these six years?

Gu Qing no longer cares so much, knowing that he was offended and released his sword knowledge to Jing Jiu, he was even more shocked.

Jing Jiu's Jian Yuan is almost exhausted and his body is extremely weak!

Gu Qing hurried forward and took his hand.

He wanted to ask, now that you heard our voice, why do n’t you cut the stone wall without using a Firth sword, and you have to endure such a loud noise, just because you think the scene on the bamboo chair is beautiful?

Now he knows that Jiu Jiu is really unable to move.

"Bai Cao Dan!" Gu Qing whispered.

The boy with a surname of Yuan has already entered the cave. Listening to this remark, he quickly took out the elixir.

Jing Jiu took the medicine, and when they saw the anxious expression of the two, they were touched, and he was ready to explain a few things that were not important to them.

Suddenly an exclamation came from the hole.

Gu Qing and the Yuan surname turned and looked at him, and were shocked by the pictures.

There is a layer of translucent leather next to the stone wall in the cave. The area is very large. From the texture, it looks like a dry snowworm carcass.

It was so big after it dried up, and how terrible this snow bug was when it was alive.

But it wasn't the snow bug that exclaimed the disciples of the state, but something in the corner of the cliff cave.

It was a cocoon-like thing, entangled by countless extremely thin silk threads. Those silk threads were like gold and jade, and even if you looked at it with a sense of God, you couldn't see the material.

Through those fine silk threads, I saw a figure in the cocoon faintly, sitting cross-legged, as if adjusting interest.

Who else can it be?

That figure is, of course, Bai Zai, a disciple in Zhongzhou.

At this time, Bai Zao's situation was obviously different. It seemed that he was practicing some special exercises. Of course, sending disciples to Zhongshu and other Zhongzhou did not dare to act arrogantly, and did not dare to use Pom. , Can you cut a silk thread.

Unexpectedly, the gold-like jade thread was not broken, but a crack appeared on the surface of the broken gold shuttle, and the exclaimed voice came out at this time.

The disciples from Zhongzhou looked towards Jing Jiu.

He was the only one who knew what was going on.

Jing Jiu said, "It's okay, and I can come out in two days."

Hearing this, Xiang Wanshu and others were relieved, but they were still a little uneasy, and quickly circulated back to the outside of Baicheng. At the same time, they began to arrange the array outside the hole to strengthen the defense.

The disciples in Zhongzhou explained the current situation to the young practitioners of other denominations, thanked again and again, and asked for understanding. Of course, the specific situation was not mentioned.

Those young practitioners naturally understand that they are okay, and they are more proactive in taking on the task of patrolling in more peripheral areas.

Tonglu still stood in the distance, watching the busy cliff hole deep in the tunnel, his emotions became more and more complicated.

In the cave, Gu Qing suddenly found that the iron sword was still burning, and quickly reminded Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu moved, and the flame on the iron sword went out.

He looked at the iron sword and was a little uncomfortable.

After burning for six years, he was used to the appearance of the iron sword as a torch, and even felt that the iron sword should be like that.

Only then did he remember that the iron sword itself had no flame.

The wind came in outside the cave, and he remembered that not all winds were so cold.

Thinking about these things, he fell asleep.

Gu Qing and the boy with the surname Yuan have always stood by his side and kept on.

I don't know if it is the effectiveness of that paraquat, or if the cold fog is far away, Jing Jiu's face is gradually ruddy.

When the night was dark, he woke up and found that the surroundings were no longer as quiet and dead as in the past six years, and a lot of whispers were heard.

He looked at his body and confirmed that he was fine. He got up from the bamboo chair and walked out of the cave.

Gu Qing and Yuan were so exhausted that they were snoring against a bamboo chair. Waking up immediately after listening to the movement, they quickly got up.

"You are right here, don't stay away, I'll go out and relax."

Jing Jiu said.

Where Gu Qing was willing to support, holding his arm, he looked at the disciples in Zhongzhou in the eyes and said in a low voice, "Master, your sword element is almost gone."

Jing Jiu said, "It's always been the case.

He is telling the truth.

That cold mist made everything in the heavens and the earth run much slower. Even the heaven and earth aura seemed to be condensed into an entity, which was difficult to be absorbed by perception.

He was very clear. When the cold fog was the thickest, the speed of absorbing heaven and earth in the cliff cave was only less than 3%.

He needs to use sword fire to maintain the temperature in the cliff hole. The consumption of Zhenyuan is extremely large. Such a speed cannot maintain the recovery of Zhenyuan at any time. In other words, in the past six years, his true yuan has never been full, and it can even be said that it has always been difficult to operate at the minimum.

His body will become weak, and it is also related to the cold fog, because everything will slow down, but these really don't matter, it only takes a while to get better.

Gu Qing was still uneasy, and he refused to let him walk alone in the night.

Jing Jiu had to follow him.

Gu Qing used his eyes to signal the Yuan surname to guard the cave and helped Jing Jiu to walk outside the cave.

Several disciples from Zhongzhou were hosting the formation outside the cave, watching Jing Jiu's figure, and quickly got up to salute.

Gu Qing helped Jingjiu out of the ramp and came to the snowy field.

The young practitioners who took part in the road war, watching them, also got up.

This is a tribute to Jing Jiu.

Regardless of the story that Luo Huainan said, just saying that he could survive in such a horrible cold mist for six years, it is worthy of respect from everyone ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ What makes these young practitioners shake is that Jing Jiu was so calm after being rescued that she seemed to care nothing about all the distress. Who doesn't admire this kind of mind?

What they didn't know was that Jing Jiu was too used to this kind of isolated day, but the lively tonight made him a little uncomfortable.

When I came to somewhere in the snowy field, there were no idlers nearby, the clouds spread out strangely, and the stars shone, and the ground was dazzling white.

Jing Jiu took a look at Gu Qing.

Gu Qing knew that the masters of various denominations would arrive soon, and he had to hurry up to finish the matter, so as to prevent Master from not knowing what had happened in the past six years to cause misjudgment.

First, he repeated the story that Luo Huainan had told in the shortest and most accurate language.

Jing Jiu said, "Fake."

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