The Path Toward Heaven

Gu Han knows where Liu Liu was ten years old.

After his first sword success at Jianfeng that year, he also went to the top of the clouds.

Xun Yujian flight is the most wonderful imagination of a practitioner. After success, it is the most wonderful experience. Who wants to see how high this day is?

There was a cheering sound from below, Gu Han looked to the peak, thinking that the Qingshan Sect was not only born of you.

Looking at his sight, the fat man knew what he was thinking and persuaded, "Sister and sister are unwilling to enter the two forgetful peaks, and she must have her own arrangements. Brother, don't be angry."

Gu Han did not answer, saying: "At the age of ten, he is at a critical stage of his spiritual practice. Don't let him meet with that waste and be affected."

Fatty stunned 怔 before he came over and said what he was talking about was Jiu Jiu.

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Kusui Jiu returned to his Dongfu.

The pattern of the front and back stone rooms in the front yard and the back of Nan Songting is different. The current Dongfu is true.

On the cliffs on both sides of Xijian Creek, Xudong House is very quiet, no one is disturbed, and the scenery is beautiful.

A plate of precious fruits and a pot of clear water appear in front of Dongfu every morning. Of course, this plate of precious fruits is much stronger than when it is outside. It is no longer the deacon who is responsible for the distribution, but the sword box.

As the mainland's first sword school, the history and accumulation of Qingshan Sect is really unimaginable.

This kind of behavior Jing Jiu saw too much and naturally did not produce any emotions. He picked a good-looking fruit and ate it. He threw the remaining fruit to the ape in the woods behind the cave and lay on the bamboo chair again.

取出 He took the sword script from his arms and looked at it twice, then stopped looking.

He is similar to the situation in Nansong Pavilion. His spiritual sea is too deep and he wants to completely turn into the nutrients of Taoism, until he becomes a sword fruit, except for time or time.

Fortunately, the time required this time will be much shorter, and if he wants to take the sword between the peaks, he does not need to form a sword pill.

He picked up a grain of white sand and wanted to put it on a porcelain plate, but found that today his heart was a little quiet.

This is rare for him, so he took back the porcelain plate and sand, and closed his eyes and began to meditate.

I don't know how long it took before he opened his eyes again.

The next day has fallen and the stars are bright.

I was ten years old standing in front of a bamboo chair.

I still seem to be by the pond three years ago.

"My son."

At the age of ten, Yanliu happily saluted to him, thinking about the things that happened during the day, and explained, "Don't blame Brother Gu, he is a good man, but it is a bit strict."

Listening to this, Kusui Jiu found a question, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Brother?"

At the age of ten, Yanliu smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "It should be called Master Gu. He thinks I can do it, and said that he would pick me up at the Cheng Jian Conference and allow me to call him a brother privately."

He doesn't have these emotions of pride and pride, just happy.

Kusui Jiu smiled and said nothing.

At the age of ten, Yanliu thought he was laughing at himself, and couldn't help but have a fever on his face, so he didn't know what to do, so he stood up and went to make a bed for Jingjiu and organize the things on the couch.

The natural Taoism that Qingshan Sect attaches the most importance to. The genius disciples whom Liang Wangfeng desperately wanted to make a bed for a disciple who just entered the inner door, and did so naturally.

有人 If anyone sees this picture, they will be shocked and unable to speak.

I was even more surprised that Jing Jiu didn't mean to stop.

After finishing the bed and sweeping the open space in front of Dongfu, he began to tell Jing Jiu what he had done in the past year and who he had met.

Sukai Jiu'an listened quietly, smiling occasionally, and occasionally speaking a word.

He was not impatient, didn't close his eyes, and didn't sleep, unlike in the mountain village.

Tamarix was a bit depressed at the age of ten, because it was all he was talking about.

其实 In fact, he really wanted to know, how did Jingjiu spend this year in Nansong Pavilion, and how suddenly he became diligent? How can I have a perfect state of God and be admitted to the inner door?

Kusui Jiu did not seem interested in saying these things.

Is it strange because I haven't seen him for a year?

At the age of ten, Liu thought of a possibility and stood up in excitement and said to Jing Jiu, "Master, let me introduce you to Brother Gu! You can appreciate his gift and understanding, even if he refuses to promise You are called to the summit at the sword conference, but you will definitely be willing to take you to learn swords, and we will be able to practice together at that time. "

Jiu Jingjiu didn't even think about it, shook his head and said, "No need."

Liu was ten years old and hesitated and said, "You may not know that the two sons are the most amazing place in our big Qingshan. The peaks are all young three generations of disciples. There are no elders from the peak, but the teacher on each peak will Go to Liangliang Peak to teach on another day, which means that as long as Liangliang Peak disciples can learn all the sword tips of Jiufeng ... "

His voice was getting softer and quieter until he didn't.

Because Jing Jiu still showed no interest.

Tamarix was a little disappointed at the age of ten.

Sakurai looked at the expression on his little face and explained two sentences.

"I'm really not interested, because I don't like Liang Wang, um, and your brother Gu."

Tamarix was shocked at the age of ten. He never thought that someone would actually dislike Liang Wangfeng!

"The two forgotten peaks are the swords of Qingshan. Disciples on the peak are responsible for patrolling around to prevent the infiltration of Bu Lao Lin and the underworld monsters. They also represent Da Qing Shan to participate in the once-a-year plum gathering. There were many **** sacrifices, but none of the disciples flinched. How could disciples Aoyama not like it? "

看着 He looked at Jing Jiu and persuaded seriously: "And Brother Gu, he is really a good man."

怎么 "How can you not like it, this sentence is wrong."

Sakai Nine said: "For example, your brother Gu, I don't care if he is a good man, even if he is a saint, I can dislike it."

Tamarix was ten years old and hesitated for a while. I felt that although this sentence didn't make sense, I couldn't find what was wrong.

"I can't say you anyway."

At the age of ten, Liuliu had some grievances, because he really wanted to understand, why a good person like Brother Gu did not like it.

Is it because during the day, did Brother Gu punish himself with a peak gauge?

呢 What about the two forgotten peaks?

Tamarix became more and more aware that there was only one possibility when he was ten years old and remained silent.

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I left the cliffside cave house and walked out half a mile along the mountain road. UU read a book www.uukanshu.com Liu was only ten years old when he set foot on his sword.

He didn't want Jingu to see this picture, because he was worried that it would stimulate each other.

Wu Feijian went up the cliff, and soon broke through a few scattered clouds and came to the extremely high night sky.

The cold wind blew on his face. Liu was ten years old and didn't use Jianyuan to protect his body, but he didn't feel cold, but was a little hot.

Wu Yujian flight is undoubtedly the most exciting thing for him now.

I watched the clouds under the stars, looked at Xijian Creek below, and looked at the not-so-distant peaks. He could not help but screamed, then woke up, quickly covered his mouth, and looked around.

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Kusui Jiu looked up into the night sky.

The yell came from the extremely high night sky. No one in the inner gate of the stream could hear it. To him, who had far better ears than his peers, clearly seemed to be in his ears.

He heard that it was a ten-year-old voice, and he could even hear the excitement in the voice.

Yuliu's ten-year-old realm rose so quickly that he could fly his sword in only one year. He was not surprised.

The natural advantages of Taoism will be brought into play after entering the inner door.

The two forgetful peaks started to lay out in advance, and those guys who want to get Liu at the Cheng Jian conference are ten years old.

It's just the taste of the two forgetful peaks, which really makes him a bit disliked.

He touched the bracelet on his left wrist, thinking, okay, he didn't like two forgetful peaks from the beginning, this is proof.

"Brother? Good guy? What ..."

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(There are two sentences in the previous chapters that are likely to cause misunderstandings. They are considered bad tastes, such as transplanting rice and Jingjiu's inner door. I do n’t think it ’s appropriate, of course, it ’s not me. I just deleted it and report it to everyone.)