The Path Toward Heaven

Many people think that Jing Jiu was buried in the fire of the Chu Kingdom Palace. Bai Zao naturally did not think so.

It's just that she doesn't know where Jingjiu went, just like everyone in the fantasy world of Qingtianjian.

But when she wanted to come, people in the real world would surely know where Jijou was through Jade Bird. Who would think that Jade Bird had lost Jijuji's trace.

Looking at Tong Yan's expression, she knew what he was worried about, and was a little disturbed.

Worried, of course, not Jing Jiu but Bai Qianjun.

Although the Tao is different, after all, it is the same door.

Finally, in the study room of Jingwang Palace of Cangzhou, Bai Qianjun let everyone back down, leaving her all the remaining pride to her, not wanting her to be taken lightly and giving her a chance to fight him head-on. Bai Zao chose to give up because he didn't want to lose both.

She is a disciple from Zhongzhou, so she must do everything possible to keep Xianyu in Yunmeng Mountain, even if she knows that her opponent is Jing Jiu.

Tong Yan and Bai Qianjun thought the same way, although Bai Zhenren never asked them so.

"I don't understand why Jade Bird is Jianling, why don't I know where Jiujiang is."

Tong Yan pale frown slightly.

"What about Zhan? No one in the illusion knows where he went. Couldn't Jade Bird find him?"

Bai Zao suddenly thought of a possibility, is there something wrong with Qingtian Jian.

Tong Yan pointed at the sky and said, "He Chan is there."

Bai Zao followed his finger to the sky and saw a blue sky.

What she saw was not the color of the sky.

The blue is obviously different from the color of the real sky around it, more secluded, giving a deep bottomless feeling.

That is the picture projected by Huanzhu.

That is the sea.

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There is a tiny black spot on the vast expanse of the azure sea.

As the blue bird flew from high altitude to the sea, the little black spot was getting closer and closer until it was clearly seen that it was an individual.

The man dressed in eunuchs, carrying his hands, walked slowly on the calm sea.

His face was tanned, no longer as pale as it was then, and the gloom between his eyebrows was also scattered by the sun, making him look a lot more cheerful.

He sensed the approach of the blue bird, looked up at the sky, and there was no extra emotion in his eyes.

The blue bird flew up again, and the picture was quickly pulled away. The blue sea still occupied the entire picture, and then gradually appeared countless thin white lines.

A white line is a giant ship.

There are at least a hundred white lines, and that is more than a hundred giant ships.

The man walked slowly on the sea, seemingly slower than these giant ships.

A fleet of more than a hundred giant ships followed him towards the deep sea.

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Looking at the picture in the sky, the practitioners outside the Echo Valley were shocked and speechless, and only Seser pulled the hand of the Shuiyueyu girl and shouted with joy.

That man's realm in the illusion should be Yuan Ying's first realm.

Such strong practitioners have seen a lot, but such pictures are rare.

In these realms, why not choose to fly with the sword, or go away from the air, but walk on the sea?

Bai Zao was also puzzled and asked, "What is he doing?"

"He's at ease."

Tong Yan looked at the sea in the sky with a reassuring smile on his face.

He knew his friend was finally freed from the death of Su Ziye's betrayal and Pei Baifa's death. In Guo Chengsi's words, the heart barrier had disappeared.

The smile gradually disappeared, and he became more and more puzzled. Since Jade Bird can find He Zhan, there is no reason to find Jing Jiu. What is going on?

Tong Yan glanced at Bai Zao.

Bai Zao did not speak.

In the fantasy world, Tong Yan had already guessed what Jing Jiu was going to do, and then she also guessed.

But judging from the historical process, Jing Jiu's attempt has no possibility of success.

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More than ten days later, the sky of Yunmeng Mountain was still clear, and a deeper blue appeared in the clear blue sky, which was the sea in the illusion. The seemingly monotonous sea is actually very complicated. If you are willing to observe carefully, you will find that the water in the sea has countless layers, with different shades and different colors and textures.

If the wind comes, the sea will become much naughty and then violent, and if it is quiet, it will be as palpitating as a transparent mirror.

Moreover, there are all kinds of weird fish and birds in the sea, as well as sea beasts that eat fish and birds, there are many islands, and even other continents.

He Zhan's fleet arrived at two different continents, and had not explored for the time being. At this time, he had left Zhao Guo for twenty years.

One evening, he was bored, dived into the sea and caught a huge turtle, giving each ship some turtle meat.

How to make the turtle's meat is a bit rough and chewy, but if roasted to eat, don't have a flavor, like raw beef just dried for a few days.

He Zhan was lying on a bamboo chair, drinking fine wine, chewing turtle meat, squinting his eyes, and blowing the sea breeze, very happy.

A fireworks burst into the distant sea.

He squinted slightly.

Haishang sent the latest news.

The Empress Dowager died of illness.

In fact, this is what happened 70 days ago.

He Zan was silent for a while, and spit the turtle meat on the deck, saying, "It's too bad."

Then he carried the jug to the end of the deck, where it was covered by the shadow of the cabin.

He Zhan stood in that shadow all night.

I don't know if he drank the jug or spilled it into the sea.

The next day, the officials of those wreck factories and the hegemons of all parties at sea now rushed to this area.

They only have one question: "Sir, come back?"

He Zhan looked at the sea and said calmly, "Everyone I know is dying. What do I do when I go back?"

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No surprises.

Less than three years after the death of Queen Mother Zhao, Zhao was destroyed by Qin, and Emperor Zhao was named King of Hejian County.

Many people are secretly guessing that Her Majesty Qin Huang did so deliberately, fearing that he would not anger the father-in-law who had disappeared for a long time and led him out.

Like the world's evaluation of Chu Huang, after the death of Zhao Guo, people began to miss the father-in-law, but it was too late.

Immediately after, Qin State destroyed Qi State within one year, and it took another four years to completely kill the barbarian tribes who had fled to the northern desert.

At this point, Qin Huang became the last victor.

His eyes turned to a mountain hundreds of miles away to the southeast.

Qin Huang has forgotten many things, but he did not forget the first words he heard in this world.

"No matter what method you use, if you can unify the continent and become the co-owner of the world, you can get the approval of the divine envoy, get the bronze tripod, and get the immortal fairy."

That mountain is called Bu Zhoushan.

There is a temple in the mountain.

Legend has it that the ambassador was in that temple.

It's just that no one has ever seen it, because no one can get close to that temple.

Over the years, the Qin Emperor secretly sent many people to Bu Zhoushan, and no one was able to return.

This strengthened his confidence even more.

He decided not to seal Zen.

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From Xianyang to Buzhou Mountain, there are rash mountains, the road is difficult, and the dense forest is difficult to prevent.

From the day when Qin Huang decided to seal Buddhism, Qin Guo dispatched millions of migrant workers, destroyed mountains, destroyed forests and transported stones, and began to build a road. That road was named Tongtian Avenue, with a width of three miles, based on rammed mud and gravel. The road was cleared within twenty miles on both sides of the road. The magnitude of the project was unimaginable.

In order to build this avenue, Qin Guozheng conquered and conquered the people, such as slaves, and the brutal rule provoked countless uprisings, and was finally suppressed by Qin Guotie's **** suppression. Hundreds of thousands of migrant workers and an equal number of rebels were buried in the dirt on both sides of the road.

In the fall of the next year, the Tongtian Avenue was repaired. Qin Huang did not wait another day before announcing the official opening of the Feng Chan Ceremony.

Tens of thousands of iron riders and a larger number of troops and attendants, guarding the black giant salamander, slowly walked out of Xianyang City and embarked on Tongtian Avenue.

It took only nine days for a team of this size to arrive at the bottom of the Mount Zhou, and we can imagine how urgent Qin Huang is.

At this time, it is the autumn season, and the red leaves in the mountains are beautiful, like burning clouds.

Qin Huang bathed and changed clothes, burned incense and prayed, and walked up the stone steps.

He was very old, with white hair, and his eyes were as cold as before, and the domineering emanating from the black robe seemed to be substantive.

Hundreds of thousands of people knelt behind him, like a tide.

Bai had reminded him when he left early that he might forget many things, such as a certain name.

Qin Huang did not remember the name, but he always felt that someone would appear.

This feeling is very bad, so he held his temper and waited for nearly two years to repair this thoroughfare first.

He must first kill those who oppose himself, and clear all the mountains on both sides of Tongtian Avenue to ensure that no one will disturb Feng Zen.

There were no assassins on Tongtian Avenue, and he was no longer worried.

There are tens of thousands of heavy riders here, and there are countless masters. Even if the ten Mogongs joined forces in the past, it is impossible to break through the siege and kill them on the mountain.

Qin Huang is getting closer to the summit, and a small temple is faintly visible.

Dozens of strong men in black followed him, staring alertly around.

These strong men were carefully selected, extremely loyal to Qin Huang, and powerful and brave.

The Qin Emperor was still wary of the legend of the temple and the ambassador, just like anyone and things that could not be grasped.

Those dead men who had never returned made him a little uneasy.

Nothing happened.

A small temple appeared at the end of the road.

Qin Huang's breathing became a little sharp.

I do not know when the blue bird flew from a distance, landed on a branch, and looked at the picture quietly.

The monks outside Echo Valley are also watching this scene.

The Qin Emperor is about to win the final victory, and Xianzhu will stay in Yunmeng Mountain.

This is something that many people think of before the conference begins. It ’s just that people do n’t understand why He Zhan suddenly gave up the good situation of Zhao Guo and sailed out to sea, so ignored the world? The most important thing is, where is Jiu Jiu hiding in the end, is he ready to keep watching Qin Huang?

Secretly anxious, thinking that the beautiful fool would not have mistaken the rules? This is not who lives to the end in the fantasy world, who is the winner. If the Qin Emperor is approved by the God and the success is reached, the inquiry meeting will end immediately, and all the inquiries will be sent out.

Everyone was watching the sky, Tong Yan and Bai were watching, Bai Zhenren was watching.

She stood on the top of the peak, silently watching the picture in the sky, somehow there was no joy on her face.

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Qin Huang looked back and looked forward to the road, looking at the stone steps like a jade belt, the subjects under the mountain like the black tide and the mountains and rivers, with infinite emotion.

Along the way, countless hardships, a lot of hardships, a lot of forgetting, he finally came here, and no one can stop him.

But he will soon give up all this.

He turned and walked to the temple and saw the bronze tripod.

He was a bit surprised that the bronze tripod was much smaller than he thought, and he could grasp it with one hand.

A man stood next to the bronze tripod with his back to the temple.

The man was wearing a white robe, black hair like a waterfall, and fell to the ground with a sense of immortality.

Emperor Qin untied the crown and put it on the ground. He lifted his placket across the threshold, fell to his knees, and said humbly, "The emperor worshiped the Lord by day.

The man in white turned and his black hair separated with the wind, showing his face.

That face was cold and beautiful, and it was absolutely extraordinary. It really was a fairy.

The Emperor Qin looked up and was praising the God. Suddenly, this face looked familiar and could not help but hold it.

"You're not a god?"

Qin Huang suddenly remembered many things and shouted in shock: "No! You are Jingjiu!"

Jing Jiujing looked at him silently, without speaking.

Qin Huang felt so ridiculous ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Pale face shouted: "This is impossible! How can you be here!"

On the side over the mountains and mountains, you throw boxes and abandon horses, cut ropes, and carry abusive and cursing. You are struggling to go alone and finally reach the summit.

But suddenly found that this is actually just a small hill in the vast world.

The bottom line is that your opponent is already waiting here.

This is indeed the most ridiculous thing.

It is also the most painful thing.

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(The thing written after a cold, do n’t have a flavor. I also want to echo the picture in the sky of Yingu. If there is a sea, He Zhan is walking on the sea, is he not walking in the sky? If he is not wearing clothes, It ’s not that it will hang down, ah, I am really sick, what Wang Xiaobo is thinking at this time.)

(End of this chapter)