The Path Toward Heaven

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Nan Zheng froze.

She was ready to die.

Just like that year, the whole family was expelled from Zushan, her family was killed, and she didn't want to live at that time.

"Nan Wang was arrogant by those guys for many years and acted arrogantly. Her descendants in the family are naturally no one to dare to provoke. You are poor."

The girl in white looked at her and said, "Take everything out."

Nanzheng held it again. After a while, she realized what she meant. She didn't dare to hesitate. She took the four waste bottles and the diamond gloves and passed them. After thinking about it, she took out a few bottles of Dan that she had accumulated in Bu Lao Lin. medicine.

The girl in white took the four wild bottles and the diamond gloves, but did not ask for those elixir, and said, "Your kite is good, lend me a few years."

Nan Zheng thought, can he still refuse?

After saying this, the girl in white rose up into the air, and the wind fluttered her skirt away.

Gu Pan looked at her disappearing direction, her expression was a little stunned. The other party could easily kill herself and all her subordinates. Why didn't she do this?

Nan Zheng also had the same doubts and other puzzlements.

The girl in white does not know the origin, but it must be a great figure in the path of spiritual practice.

Tonight ’s spiritual practice world is fighting fiercely with Bu Lao Lin.

What does it mean?

The rune paper that spread like a firefly faded, and the foggy world returned to darkness.

Nan Zheng glanced at Gu Pan and disappeared into the night.

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The southwestern mainland is really desolate, especially in the sinister mountains surrounding Yizhou City. Even the incense of a large temple such as Baotong Zen Temple is very deserted. Very few people can come to see the votive believers. Among the bells and twilights of the morning bell, besides the sound of monks' work, there is silence.

There is a vegetable garden a few miles to the west of the Zen Temple, which is responsible for the cost of monks in the temple. Recently, there are three young foreigners in addition to vegetable monks.

Looking at the vegetables and tofu in the earthenware bowl, He Zhan's face was ruthless, and he said, "If you continue to eat like this, your face will turn green."

Su Ziye looked at him in bed.

In the vegetable garden of Baotong Zen Academy, he was not the famous master of the Yin Yin Sect, but just a patient.

He Zhan said, "I'm not laughing at you. You were a green vegetable before, but now it's just an eggplant. Although the color is lighter, it is still eggplant."

Tong Yan came in from outside the house, put his medicine on the table, looked at Su Ziye and said, "The medicine works well, and I should be able to exhaust the poison in five days."

Although there is a Zen word in Baotong Zen Temple, it is not a Zen vein. It has nothing to do with Guocheng Temple, but it is said to be close to Shuiyueyuan. However, Baotong Temple and Guocheng Temple are both very sophisticated in medicine, and because The mountains and forests in the southwestern mainland are hot and humid, and the radon gas is extremely poisonous. Their level in this respect is even higher than that of Guocheng Temple. Although the poison in Su Ziye is severe, it has finally saved his life under the treatment of monks in the temple.

In the beginning, the abbot of Baotong Zen Academy knew that Su Ziye ’s identity was unwilling to heal. He reluctantly agreed after Tong Yan begged him, but he could not let an evil demon live in the Zen garden, so he arranged them to the vegetable garden. Only let Tong Yan quietly enter the temple to get medicine, make sure that this matter cannot be known by others, otherwise the ancient temple has a thousand years of reputation, and I am afraid that it will be lost once.

The three lived in the vegetable garden for a few days. He Zhan's wine had already been drunk, and he was going to die soon. At this time, he heard that Tong Yan said it would only take five days, and his face finally became better.

Tong Yan went to the window and continued to play the unfinished game.

Su Ziye drank the medicine with the help of He Zhan, and he moved to the window by the bed with some difficulty, looking at the chessboard.

The sun fell on the chessboard through the window, and reflected on his face, and the green skin looked a little lighter in the fiery light, really like a vegetable leaf.

The sun also fell on Tong Yan's face, her delicate and fair skin was like jade, her eyebrows looked lighter, and she really looked like a child.

Because He Zhan didn't want to play chess anymore, Tong Yan's opponent was himself. He had already played this game for five days. Su Ziye also watched for a long time, he can play chess, and he considers himself a smart person, but until today he still can't understand the game, and only knows how big the gap is between him and Tong Yan.

When he wanted to come, chess is far beyond the face of all the people in the world, and he still plays so seriously every day and never tires. There is naturally only one reason.

Su Ziye asked, "Are you still convinced by losing to Jing Jiu?"

"It takes effort to do everything. Not everyone is like that guy. Everything can be done with luck alone."

Tong Yan didn't look up, his eyelashes were pulled out of a long shadow, as cold as his voice.

Su Ziye looked toward He Zhan and said with sympathy: "It's a jealous life."

He Zhan is the common friend of the two of them, and the only relationship.

In the practice world, He Zhan is best known not for talent. Although his talent is really good, it is not the second title in the world. Everyone knows that it is a joke.

He is best known for luck.

A disciple, who has not studied the Xuanmen Method and the Secret Method of the Evil Sect, can actually compare with figures like Su Ziye and Tong Yan.

Is it because of temperament and morality? Of course not, because he has enough luck to make himself strong enough.

He Zhan was peeling salted edamame to make strong tea, listening to what the two said, clapping his hands and walking to the window.

"I don't need jealousy, because I can't figure it out, and I increasingly feel that this is not a good thing."

Many years ago, there was an ordinary nun outside of a certain city. There was only one old nun in the place, and there were four stone steps in front of the place.

One night, an abandoned baby was put on the second-level stone steps.

Early in the morning, the old nun found the abandoned baby and took him in.

That abandoned baby is He Zhan.

The old nun chanted the scriptures every day. He Zhan became familiar with it since he was a child, and then began to practice it. He only knew that those scriptures were the practice of meditation.

In this way, He Chan embarked on a spiritual path.

It was time for the old nun to close her eyes and sleep for a while, and He Zan left the nun and began to travel around the world.

He originally thought that nuns are as ordinary as old nuns, and that practice is naturally very ordinary. Therefore, he is extremely low-key and basically does not deal with practitioners. He even thought about whether to sign up for Qingtian Division. .

One day, he picked up a magic weapon by the river and was hit by a young disciple sent by Sandu, who wanted to win the treasure.

He didn't dare to compete, and he was about to give up his hands. Whoever thought that the Sandu disciple had to kill someone, he was desperate and forced to fight.

The Sandu disciple turned into a smoke before his eyes.

At that time he knew that everything was not ordinary, whether it was a nun or an old nun, or that practice.

What happened later proved that he was not an ordinary person, at least in terms of luck.

He encountered countless adventures, and found a few magic weapons, whether it was the bones of the dragon, or a box of spar.

Whenever he needs something, he will encounter something.

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In this way, he gradually grew up, gained some fame in the practice world, and became a disciple that many famous schools want to win.

As Su Ziye said, how can such luck not be jealous?

Su Ziye asked, "Why isn't good luck good?"

He Zhan spread his hand and said, "I don't want to do this either. I need to know that after going through hardships and hardships, I can sharpen my will and refine my heart, but I don't have such an opportunity."

Su Ziye and Tong Yan stared at each other without speaking.

He Zhan said, "But if I want to be like Liu ten, I don't want to."

The room was quiet for a while.

A squeak.

Tong Yan dropped a **** and said softly, "But we succeeded after all."