The Path Toward Heaven

Hu Zhongtian (Shouqiu Shumi) Song Dynasty: Cheng Bi

Sundial Dongjing, Zhenglun Guigui Ying, very smooth. The fire ordered the party to run the National Games, and the sky was very heroic. I lived all my life, my eyes were cosmic, and my green hair was Chihiro. Talk about a town with a smile, and be frightened by the bottom line.

In his late years, the Buddha had great power and wealth, and the world was rich and rich. Whoever sends his heart is left to pay, and he must be remunerated, and Qilin Xunye. What's more, the longevity fairy owl is already in the golden owl. Zhongyuan Huituo is going to be relegated to the government.

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The mist is half covered, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful. Walking in the middle of it is like walking through a fairyland.

Xiao He gradually calmed down, but Liu ten years old was a little nervous, because Nan Songting was in front.

There are disciples sitting cross-legged everywhere under the cliffs and pines. From time to time, he can see the white mist transpiring. Looking at this familiar scene, he naturally remembers things from many years ago. At that time, he was also here every day. Qingsong practiced hard, and then went to the small courtyard away from the hustle and bustle of the river to make beds and pour tea.

Thinking of those things, a sincere and nostalgic smile appeared on his face.

No one was on duty at the gate of the mountain. Until they came to Nansong Pavilion, there was a deacon who stopped them and asked why.

At the age of ten, Liu was named in the newspaper. The deacon was shocked and speechless. He was speechless for a long time, holding the sword handle subconsciously in his right hand.

After a while, the deacon woke up to God, knowing that he was in a bad state, and quickly notified the immortal teacher in Nansong Pavilion.

The immortal teacher was also shocked. He didn't know what to say to Liu when he was ten years old, and quickly put him in the door.

When I arrived at Xijian Creek, the noon sun fell on the water and turned into countless pieces of gold coins. Looking at the same familiar scene, Liu was ten years old and thought of many things again.

There are several young disciples washing the sword by the river. They should have just obtained their flying swords from Xing Yunfeng. They can be seen from the look and action very cherished.

The immortal master of the Nansong Pavilion brought Liu ten years old and Xiaohe here, and gave them to the teacher of Xijian Pavilion.

Listening to the argument, several young disciples around the river turned around and looked at Liu at the age of ten, guessing his identity, and opened his mouth in shock.

The news spread quickly, and more disciples rushed over from the Jianjian Pavilion and across the cliff.

They looked at Liu ten years old at a distance of more than ten feet. They did not dare to approach, and did not dare to whisper. They were extraordinarily curious and faint.

In the story they knew before, Liu was ten years old and was a traitor to Qingshan. He stole the demon dan, practiced the evil demon cult, and severely injured his fellow at the sword test meeting, and was expelled from the mountain. I do n’t know how many righteous practitioners have been killed.

Can anyone think of these as false.

He is the undoubted greatest contributor to the era of Bu Lao Lin and the destruction of the gimbal. Those sins that were once unforgivable have now become his proof of bearing humiliation, taking care of the overall situation, and perseverance.

Such an experience is too legendary, and such a turn is so drastic that when he returned to Qingshan, the young disciples did not know what kind of attitude to face, and his emotions were very complicated.

Xijian Creek flows slowly, and there is no sound at all by the side of the stream, and the atmosphere seems a little weird.

Xiao He was a little uneasy, and glanced at Liu ten years old quietly.

There was a sudden sound in the crowd, breaking the silence by the stream.

"Brother, are you back?"

No one knows which young disciple said this sentence.

Liu looked ten years old there, with a smile on his face, and said, "Yes, I'm back."

With this sentence, the brook suddenly became lively.

"Welcome Brother Back!"

"Brother worked hard!"

"Brother is mighty!"

Countless sincere greetings sounded beside Xijian Creek.

In front of Xijian Pavilion, Uncle Mei Rong of Qing Rongfeng and Lin Wuzhi of Tianguangfeng looked at each other with a smile of relief.

Disciples of each peak came one after another, and for a time the sword light illuminated the cliff.

Looking at Liu who was ten years old surrounded by the crowd, the disciples of Ge Feng were happy, and their emotions were a little complicated. The young disciples by the Xijianxi River only knew Liu's ten-year-old legendary experience, and they didn't know many details of the year, but they had personally experienced those things, and they were even participants. Thinking about the difficult days when Liu was ten years old in Qingshan in those years, they felt very sorry. Although it was a game of two forgetful peaks, those cold eyes and ridicule came from themselves.

As for those disciples at Tianguangfeng, thinking of the unattended stone house between the peaks, they felt ashamed.

Jianguang came from the two forgetful peaks and landed on the stream.

The crowd separated, walked over Nanshan to Liu Liu's ten-year-old, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and couldn't hide his excitement and said, "Just come back."

Gu Han stood behind Nanshan and smiled silently.

At the age of ten, Liu looked at him seriously and said, "Brother, how are you doing?"

Gu Han replied seriously: "Very good."

Liu looked at Ma Hua at the age of ten and said with a smile, "Brother, you are still so fat."

Listening to this, Ma Hua's eyes smiled like a slit cut on his hoe, but if he could see the bottom of the eye through that slit, he would find his smile a little reluctant.

When Liu was ten years old, he turned to Jian Ruyun and said, "I have met four seniors."

"Go back to the peak first, there are some things to discuss, and then go and see the real person in charge."

Jian Ruyun said faintly, then glanced at Xiao He, his eyebrows frowned slightly, showing an expression of disgust.

Liu didn't notice his expression when he was ten years old. He was surprised when he heard the words, but suddenly he heard a voice from the crowd.

The sound was very soft, like the wind, and gently wafted across the stream, making some ripples.

"Brothers, can I say a few words to Liu Daoyou?"

Looking at the woman in white, the disciples at the mountain beside the river were a little surprised.

Women in white are very fragile, like willow branches in the wind.

This was the first time Liu Liu saw Bai Bai.

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Obviously, disciples such as Liangshan who had passed Nanshan knew what Bai Zao was going to say to Liu when he was ten years old. Without stopping, they waited by the stream.

The place where Bai Zao and Liu were ten years old was in a classroom in Xijian Pavilion.

The classroom was given up by Lin Wuzhi.

He looked at Xiao He who was outside the door and smiled and said, "Are you a fox?"

Xiao He was surprised. He didn't know that Lin Wuzhi was a real disciple of Qingshan's head. He thought that a gentleman could see through his identity. Qingshan Sect was really unpredictable. … Don't you like Yaozu? "

Lin Wuzhi smiled and said, "I'm a teacher, there is no teaching, I don't care about this, but some guys have problems in their brains and may have opinions."

Xiao He said nervously, "What then?"

Lin Wuzhi asked: "You are Brother Liu ...?"

Xiao He hesitated for a while, and gathered up the courage to whisper, "Xiao?"

Lin Wuzhi said without hesitation: "No ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Xiao He was disappointed, thinking you didn't mean to care about this.

Lin Wuzhi said, "I am Aoyama Sect, but I am a decent deity, how can my disciples accept it?"

Xiao He realized that he meant it, opened his eyes wide, and asked naively, "What should I do?"

Lin Wuzhi exclaimed: "What a fox ..."

Xiao He aggrieved and said, "Xian Shi just wanted to make fun of me."

Lin Wuzhi laughed and said, "Since you are in love, you are married, why come to ask me?"

Xiao He sighed and said, "I'm afraid that your school will be very strict and the teacher will not allow it."

Lin Wuzhi said: "There is no such thing in the door regulations. As for the master ... Brother Liu, the former master, must now have no face to care about him and should be fine."

Xiao He's eyes moved slightly, and he said softly, "Well ... what about Jing Jiuxian?"