The Path Toward Heaven

No one asked Jing Jiu, and the strong man on Shang Defeng did not suddenly appear to take him to the cold sword prison.

It was obvious that Liu did not tell anyone at the age of ten that he was not in Dongfu that night.

He learned from his sister Yushan that in the recent period, Liu ’s ten-year-old practice has become harder, even harder than the previous three years, and the teenager has become more taciturn. He does n’t know what he is thinking about every day, only he knows Realm is rising at an unimaginable speed.

He Jingji probably understood where Liu's ten-year-old hard work and silence came from, and he had only silence for this.

Other disciples of sword-washing are also working hard. They can see a lot of figures on Jianfeng every day, and some have been able to walk to the periphery of the clouds.

In the following days, disciples succeeded in taking swords from Jianfeng, and from the side of Xijian Creek, you could hear the sounds of happy laughter, groaning, and crying.

The disciples naturally cherish the sword that is so hard to obtain, and they ca n’t put it down enough to describe. Whenever they are in class or eating, they will bring the sword with them, carefully learn the appearance of their brothers and sisters, and use the softest ribbon Tie it on your back.

As for which ribbon should be used, which knotting method is best to look at and the pressure on the sword body is the smallest, it naturally becomes the main topic of chat in the sword washing hall.

Even some disciples would hold the sword in their arms even while using the toilet and sleeping.

In this case, until Uncle Mei Rong of Qing Rongfeng lost his temper, he slightly converged.

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Jiu Jingjiu did not leave Dongfu. All these things were told by Master Yushan and the young man with the surname of Lelang County.

For him, these are episodes that don't require much care.

I met Zhao Layue at the summit that night and killed the master of Bihu Peak. It was just an episode for him.

Before he wanted to come to Zhao Layue, he should be smart enough to know that two people who have secrets should keep their distance, then this matter should end here.

He did not expect a slight deviation in his deduction.

Then he became famous again, more famous than before.

A message spread on both sides of Xijian Creek.

The people who heard the news were shocked.

There was a lot of noise in the Xijian Pavilion, and people talked a lot.

Xue Yongge screamed and shouted, "How is this possible!"

Then he felt weird, as if he had exactly the same reaction when he was in Nansong Pavilion.

This news even alarmed Merri and other immortal masters in the Jiange Pavilion.

The uncle Qing Rongfeng and Lin Wuzhi had deep expectations for Jing Jiu, but he did not expect him to become famous so soon.

At the stone wall at the end of Suoxi, Fat Ma Hua handed a cotton towel to Liu Deng, who was so wet, and looked at him with a smile and said, "Do you know? Your son is famous again."

Tamarix's ten-year-old wiping his face was slightly stiff. He raised his head after a moment of silence, and asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

"Zhao Layue ended his practice at Jianfeng and returned to Xijian Creek."

Ma Huahua said with emotion: "It seems that she has really completed the sword body quenching."

Tamarix stunned when she was ten years old.

Zhao Layue is the idol of all ordinary disciples, and also his idol. He has never seen this legendary sister.

Sister Xi's ending the practice in Jianfeng is of course a major event, but what does this have to do with ...

"The problem is that after Zhao Layue went down the peak, he did not go to Xijian Pavilion to meet with the teacher. He did not return to his Dongfu, but went to Jingjiu's Dongfu."

Ma Huahua looked at somewhere in the lower reaches of the Xihe River and said with emotion: "She is now with Jingjiu ... speaking."

Tamarix was relieved at the age of ten, silently thinking that his son was of course extraordinary, and only a genius like Sister Layue was willing to say a few more words.

I thought that when Jiu Jiu was with him, he always had very few words. He suddenly felt inferior.

Ma Huahua looked back, glanced at him, and said, "You don't want to go and see?"

Tamarix shook his head at the age of ten, spread cotton towels on the stone, waited to be dried by the sun, walked back to the stream, and continued to concentrate on sword training.

Looking at the thin figure on the stream, Ma Hua squinted slightly.

He doesn't know what happened to this little guy.

In these days, Liu became ten years old and has become more silent and hardworking. It seems that he has finally found a goal, and it seems to be under pressure.

Jian Liang's swordsmanship lies in perseverance and perseverance. Liu's ten-year-old performance should be a good thing, but he always feels that there is something wrong.

I walked back to the natural pavilion surrounded by several green trees. He looked at Gu Han and asked, "Do you still insist that Jing Jiu is a waste?"

Gu Han said expressionlessly, "Everyone who can't afford the sword is waste, even if he is a genius in the eyes of the world."

Ma Hua understands what he means, and will not say more.

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The class by Xijian River was over, and dozens of disciples poured out from Xijian Pavilion and came to the stream.

Some of them washed swords in the stream, some washed fruits to eat in the stream, and some people gathered together to chat casually.

In fact, all of them were looking at the cliff across the stream.

There is a stone ping between the cliffs, and there is a cave house behind the cliff, which is no different from other cave houses on the cliff wall.

At this time, there were two figures in front of the cave.

"Is it really sister Zhao?"

"Did you read it wrong?"

"The inner door where Yu Kun entered with his sister, who had been in the Sword Pavilion for dozens of days, how could he be wrong?"

"Sister Zhao really went down the mountain? Then why is she there?"

快 "Look! She's really talking to Jing Jiu!"

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The disciples at Yunxi whispered, excited and nervous.

他们 For them, Zhao Layue is the most respectable sister and sister who is also out of touch.

Everyone knows that Sister Zhao's temperament is indifferent and taciturn. She treats everyone the same and has a great sense of distance. Even she wants to call her two forgetful peaks. Penance, will you come to see Jiu Jiu?

The most important thing is that she is really talking to Jing Jiu.

What's so great about Jingu Jiu?

A few days ago, his direct entry into the cloud at Jianfeng had shocked many people, but after all, he failed to take the sword directly, which was nothing.

"I have never seen Brother Jing do anything for more than two years, but at every critical moment, there will always be something amazing, which is really hidden."

少年 The boy named Yuan from Lelang County looked at the picture on the other side with envy.

谁 Who doesn't envy Jingjiu at this moment?

"Is Master Sister also a layman?"

There was a disciple with a puzzled face.

Everyone asked what it meant.

The disciple raised his hand and made a gesture on his face.

Everyone understood what he meant and laughed and scolded.

"I see!" Xue Yongge suddenly waved his arm beside him, saying indignantly: "Jing Jiu he must practice secretly every night, come to sleep during the day, deliberately pretend to be light and light, otherwise how could he walk into Jianfeng In Yunyun, can I still meet the master sister? I have seen many people like this in state studies! It is hypocritical! "

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In the eyes of fellow students across the river, Jing Jiu was the most enviable object, but he was still the same as usual and didn't say much.

He even lay on that bamboo chair. If it wasn't for the ape behind the cliff, he had moved two large stones, and I really don't know where Zhao Layue should sit.

"Hurt?"

"Ok."

"Spiritual quenching is over?"

"Ok."

Sakurai Jiu has few words, and Zhao Layue has few words.

He feels good about it.

Tamarix is ​​also very good when he is ten years old, but sometimes he is rather sloppy.

He didn't have much experience in chatting, thinking that the conversation was over, he looked back at the porcelain plate, holding a grain of sand in his hand, thinking where to put it.

腊 Zhao Layue did not speak, closed her eyes, and began to meditate in the sun, absorbing the heaven and earth aura.

The injury that night was basically better, and the medicine that Jing Jiu gave her worked very well. However, after staying at Jianfeng for more than a year, Jianyi's body hardened and accompanied her, her body suffered a lot of damage, there were many tiny holes in the meridians, and the spirituality of Jianwan was also affected. Take time to slowly repair.

I don't know how long it took, she opened her eyes and found that the sun was tilting west.

Kusui Jiu still held the grain of sand, looking at the porcelain plate, exactly the same as the original posture.

It seems as if time has passed.

腊 Zhao Layue looked at him and felt that the boy was a little unpredictable.

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Kusui Jiu is like playing chess, and some are uncertain.

腊 Zhao Layue's gaze fell on the porcelain plate, looking at the fine sand piled up in the plate, looked at it for a long time, and said, "somewhat interesting."

Kusui Jiu looked up, glanced at her, and said, "Interesting."

He didn't expect that this little girl could see the meaning.

腊 Zhao Layue said, "It's too difficult, I'm gone."

Obviously, although she finds it interesting, she doesn't think that the most valuable time should be devoted to such things.

Sakai Nine said, "Okay."

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After a few days, Zhao Layue came again.

I looked at the sword light that fell in front of Jingjiudong House, and the disciples across the stream were still shocked.

"coming?"

Sugai Jiu found that her hair was still so short, so messy, covered with ash, like a bunch of weeds in the wasteland.

I don't know if this image is too clear in sword knowledge, he suddenly feels thirsty.

I have no ten-year-old willow tea, and his teapot contains the mountain springs that the apes draw every day.

The teapot was on the stone table, and he was in a bamboo chair.

He was about to reach out, remembering someone around him, so he naturally looked at Zhao Layue.

Zhao Zhaoyue asked, "What do you mean?"

Kusui Jiu said: "Pour me a glass of water."

腊 Zhao Layue said, "No."

"Oh."

Only then did Jiu Jiu understand that she was not Liu Shishi.

清 's mountain spring taste is not worse than tea.

He drank the water in the glass while thinking.

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