The Path Toward Heaven

(This is the last chapter of this volume. In fact, I have always wanted to know if any readers will go back and look at the opening remarks after reading a volume. I really recommend everyone to check it out. Every time I have to pick a word to fit a volume Content and spirit are very difficult things, but every time I find it with great luck, including the next volume, thank you to a classmate.)

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The Firth sword accelerated into the realm again, and entered the thunder field twice to receive thunderstorm baptism and replenish the aura. In the evening of the next day, he came to the depths of the distant sea.

Like in previous years, the great vortex is constantly devouring sea water, but the sound is not very violent, very light and beautiful, no wonder it is called the Mingquan secret.

The fog covering the archipelago was still so deep that even the sea fish could not enter and leave, and I did not know how the boy and the West King left that year.

The giant sat cross-legged in the sea, holding the giant tree in his left hand, holding his head in his right hand, and pulling his eyelids, he was too sleepy, still insisting on glancing at the mist from time to time.

The Firth sword fell from the sky, flew to his eyes, trembled the tail of the sword, drew a few circles in the air, and then stood still.

The giant's eyes glowed with joy, and he stretched out his fingers and carefully touched the sword of Furth.

His movements were so precise that he did not fly Firth sword.

Firth flew away.

The giant waved his hand as he saw where the sword disappeared.

A strong wind rose in the sky.

The giant retracted his hand and yawned, covering his mouth, looking down at the archipelago in the mist, with a thick smile on his face.

He got up and walked to the large vortex hundreds of miles north, and threw his old tree in it.

He shouted to the West, turned and walked towards the distant foreign continent in the East.

In the early morning of the next morning, the first hurricane of this summer ushered in Penglai Island.

When the boatman and the sailors were a little nervous, they suddenly heard the roar faintly caught in the wind and shouted ecstatically.

Poseidon Message!

Ready to sail!

Thousands of treasure ships and **** ships left the shore and sailed deep into the sea, leaving countless beautiful marks on the blue sea.

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The azure lake reflected the sky, like a mirror.

The sky is gradually falling.

Water broke.

A awning boat passed slowly.

Suddenly raindrops fell on the lake, causing numerous ripples.

This is the Yanyu Lake in Shangzhou City. The scenery is very good, and it is the most frequent place for tourists outside of Xinglou.

Liu was ten years old sitting at the bow of the boat, holding a bamboo fishing rod in his hand, Xiao He was sitting opposite, holding a needle and thread in his hand and sewing something.

No fish hooked for a long time.

The light bubbles on the surface of the light rain, which look like spitting bubbles, are even more annoying.

Liu was ten-year-old with a good temper, a calm expression, and could not see a trace of impatience.

Xiao He looked at him without paying attention to him, his eyes rolled slightly, and he breathed quietly towards the lake.

In the past, in Haizhou City and on the way to escape, she has always been extremely dignified and quiet before Liu was ten years old.

Because of this little movement, she was agitated and very moving.

The fishing line trembled slightly and straightened instantly.

When Liu was ten years old, he was surprised. He pulled up the fishing rod and found it was a koi. He said happily, "Yes."

Xiao He looked at him with a smile and said, "There is something wrong with my son."

Liu was ten years old and repeatedly waved his hand and said, "What kind of son am I?"

Xiao He looked at him with his eyes wide open and asked, "Of course you are a son."

At the age of ten, Liu said earnestly, "It's the son of my son."

Hearing this sentence, Xiao He suddenly felt a little pain in her shoulders and a little coldness. She didn't want to continue to use her means and snorted dissatisfied.

Liu didn't understand why her mood was suddenly bad when she was ten years old. Was it a relationship of rain?

The rain stopped suddenly.

The weather in midsummer really feels like a girl.

The sun suddenly became intense, and the lake produced steam, which was very sweltering.

Although the practitioners are not afraid of the cold and heat, they will feel uncomfortable, and the storm is quiet, it is time to go.

When Liu was ten, he untied the koi and threw it back into the lake, saying, "Let's go."

The old scholars reminded them before dying that they would return to Qingshan when everything was calm. Now that the battle of Yuntai has passed for dozens of days, the situation should be stable.

Xiao He thought about going to Qingshan and met Jing Jiu, whom he was most afraid of, with a nervous hum.

The awning was docked and replaced with a carriage.

The cart was a docile white horse that traveled southward from Shangzhou City.

Liu did not choose Yu Jian at the age of ten because it was too conspicuous.

Yuntai collapsed, but Bu Lao Lin still had many assassins survived. Those people definitely wanted to kill him. In addition to Luo Huainan, he was really dangerous.

The carriage stopped when there were more than thirty miles away from Yunji Town. In the night, Liu was ten years old and took Xiao He over two mountains and came to a cliff somewhere.

Standing on the cliff, watching the scattered lights in the village at the foot of the mountain, Liu ten years old took a deep breath.

When he saw his parents picking up lotus leaves in the courtyard, his expression became softer.

"Why not meet?" Xiao He asked.

Liu was ten years old silent for a while and said, "Say a few days, if ... it's all right."

Xiao He glanced at him, thinking that if he returned to Qingshan, what else could happen, you must know that you are the greatest actor who destroyed the old forest.

After turning over the two mountains again, before returning to the carriage, Xiao He lifted his formation and the two boarded the car and went to Yunji Town. It was already early morning when they arrived.

The restaurant is open on the first floor, and the steaming drawer is placed on the street. The hot mist emerging is mixed with the clouds and mist flowing from the peaks, and it can no longer be distinguished.

Looking at the peaks in the mist in the distance, Liu ten years old finally relaxed and said to Xiao He: "Eat first, then we passed directly."

He bought two plain stuffed buns for four bucks, one with Xiaohe.

Xiao He looked at a bun that was bigger than his face, but he didn't know how to get it, and he was worried.

When Liu was ten years old, she didn't pay attention to her. She tore off the paper stuck to the bun, bite a bit, and felt very satisfied.

Suddenly he felt something and looked up into the sky.

A moment later, more than ten sword lights broke through, and then, there were two lights from the magic weapon, and even a faint cloud boat could be seen.

Clouds and fog over the town, ordinary people can not see the high-altitude picture like him at all, but the residents of Yunji Town have very rich experience in this area. Looking at the changes in the clouds, they know that there are practitioners passing by, and they are talking.

Liu was ten years old a little worried. Was it a foreign enemy?

He was about to throw away the buns ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and chased with Xiao He Yu Jian, and heard the sound of discussion coming from all around.

Then he noticed that the residents of the town were full of joy and could not see the tension at all.

"That's all about the Masters. What does it have to do with us?"

"Such a happy event, shall we be happy?"

"The only girl who is headed by the Zhongzhou faction is a real fairy! Such a family background and such an identity actually came to Qingshan in person to mention her, let alone the fairy teacher in Qingshan, and we also felt that there was light on our faces! "

Listening to the town's residents' comments, Xiao He was surprised and asked, "Who is she going to propose to?"

Liu was surprised at the age of ten, saying, "Is it a son?"

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(The third volume touches the fish)

(End of this chapter)