The Path Toward Heaven

Willing to day and night, still have to fight day and night, so eternity is longer.

In principle, Jing Jiu should leave after thinking about that sentence, but he didn't get up and still sat in a daze by the river.

I left Qingshan to find the swordstone. Now the demon bones in the town's magic prison are gone, and the demon bones in the bottom of the soul valley have become dust. Where should I go?

He is still a man who ignores the world. After all, some changes have occurred in some subtle ways. For example, he occasionally leaves Qingshan, and there are often people around when he travels, whether it is Gu Qing or winter, or Zhao Layue. Some are unaccustomed to being alone and feel a little bored.

He did not take out the bamboo chair. The temperature of the magma river was too high, and a fire would splash out at any time. In case any bamboo chair burned, it was a pity.

He didn't take out the porcelain plate, and I don't know when he started to play the game of sand pile.

He suddenly stood up, gathered up his white clothes, and walked into the magma. The universe front followed quietly.

He was not disheartened by the shock of tens of thousands of years, and decided to commit suicide by committing himself to the fire, but just wanted to take a bath.

The flaming lava was like golden water. He was lifted from the river and poured on his face, and then fell along his body, splashing hundreds of Mars on the river.

Except for the impotence fire produced by the Tao furnace and the magic magic of the fairy order, it is difficult for flames to hurt him, including these hot and terrifying magma.

The temperature of the magma was extremely high. With his eyes closed, he could feel the scalding, and his body felt a little pain, and then he felt comfortable.

The steam bath didn't make any sense to him, neither could massage. I didn't expect to find a similar pleasure in the river of fire below the ground today.

Jing Jiu felt very comfortable. He simply lay in the magma, put his hands on the back of his head, and looked at the sunset pattern on the stone wall at the top of the cave.

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Many monks actually didn't want to understand that there is no inseparable connection between Ascension and Changsheng.

Ascension does not mean longevity, those former immortals who left Chaotian Continent may have died long ago.

Changsheng does not necessarily have to soar. According to Jing Jiu's observation, the Yuan turtle at the peak of Tianguang can live at least tens of thousands of years, or even longer.

Longevity is to live.

Ascension is to go out.

To live and go out is to keep looking for new fun.

This kind of fun includes but is not limited to the enjoyment of life instinct, and more refers to discovering the knowledge you don't understand, the rules you haven't touched, and the unknown world you haven't imagined. So it is also natural to bathe in magma and soak in magma like a hot spring.

Acting in accordance with Jing Jiu, even if he has occasional fun in this area, he will not stay in this fun for too long.

Because this novel experience can still be inferred, it is expected.

Today he lay in the magma for a long time.

Before sitting underground, he sat all night by the wild lake.

He was looking down at the Tongtianjing on the East China Sea for a long time.

It's all because of hesitation.

He had already calculated before the trip that it should be difficult to find a suitable demon bone at the bottom of the soul valley. It might even be dangerous, but it still came.

Because here is close to the abyss, and there is the underworld.

He is unwilling to go to the snowy field, because the snowy field is dangerous, and he is even more unwilling to go to the underworld, because it is also very dangerous there.

In principle, he shouldn't hesitate at all, just turn around and leave, why is he lying in the magma at this time, watching the sky full of faintness?

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Few people know what I love.

Liu only knew that he liked to lie on a bamboo chair when he was ten years old, so he did not forget to plant a few clumps of bamboo, whether at Tianguangfeng or Guocheng Temple, so that he could easily repair the bamboo chair.

Gu Qing only knows that he likes to watch snow, so when snow falls every year, he will take the initiative to move out of the Dao Dian with Yuan Qu, leaving the master window in a good position.

Zhao Layue only knew that he liked to have a long black and smooth hair, so she chose not to do it, but insisted that he comb his hair.

But even the three of them didn't know what Jing Jiu really didn't like.

There are many things he is unwilling to do, and that is because he is lazy or feels meaningless, which does not mean that he does not like it.

For example, he does not eat hot pot, but just feels that eating this action is meaningless, which does not mean that he does not like hot pot.

When he was eating hot pot at Shang Defeng in the same year, his brother and Yuan Liu liked to sit and watch.

This habit has survived to this day.

Now, he likes watching Zhao Layue eat hot pot.

In countless restaurants in the Chaotian continent, there are white soups that he looks at.

Only winter knows the answer.

The last thing Jing Jiu likes is that he owes people.

Whether it's love or money or something else.

After the smoke disappeared that year, in the distant world, his body still had a suffocation.

That is the unfinished cause and effect.

It is because of this that he failed to ascend. He naturally disliked it.

Therefore, since his rebirth, he has paid great attention to these aspects, and those who owed in the past are trying to make up for it, and have more new debt.

The biggest creditor is Hades.

In the town's magic prison, the Pluto Emperor passed on his Soul Fire Lord, and he promised to help the Pluto Emperor to find an heir, and pass both the Plutonium Seal and the Soul Fire Emperor to him.

Thirteen years have passed, and he has not been able to finish it.

He put the cosmic front into the universe, closed his eyes, and sank below the magma.

The density of magma is high, and ordinary people cannot sink if they are not burned to ashes, but he is naturally different.

He went down the river along the magma river, like a stone.

More than ten miles away is where the river branches, one river goes up and one river goes down.

Along the river, the river makes its own choice.

Is it irresponsible to follow the trend, or is it the monks of Guocheng Temple who like to talk, or is it lazy?

Maybe Jing Jiu himself didn't have an answer. He could only clearly feel that as he got deeper and deeper in the magma and the temperature around his body became higher, his right hand became slightly softer. need.

He floated along the magma river for a long time, and one day he bumped into something, opened his eyes, and found a wall blocking the way.

The wall is transparent.

The magma river encountered the wall and could not continue to move forward. It swelled back and formed countless small whirlpools. It gave birth to countless flames and looked like thousands of stove eyes.

If you go back to the ground, you can only see the sky and no walls, so here is the ground.

Jing Jiu walked to the transparent wall with his hands on his back and looked into the distance.

This wall is very high, and I don't know how many miles it will last.

There is a dark abyss.

On the other side of the abyss is the underworld.

To be the leader of the ethnic denominations, strength is a necessary condition, but it is not all. You must also bear many responsibilities and pay a lot for the human race, such as guarding the passage between the human world and the underworld.

The long-established and notorious sects of the Chaotian Continent have their own channels.

Wuenmen is guarding the Wanshou Mountain Bottom Pass, the Tongtian Patio along the East China Sea is jointly monitored by Shuiyueyu and Guocheng Temple, and Yimaozhai is guarding a thousand-mile corridor.

The Zhongzhou faction has the highest status, the strongest strength, and the biggest responsibility, of course. The Canglong incarnation town, Magic Prison, guards the Chaoge City, and it is also responsible for the channel at the bottom of the soul gathering.

This stretch of transparent giant wall that I don't know how many miles should be the seal of the Zhongzhou School. From the breath emitted, it is indeed extremely powerful and indestructible.

The Qingshan Sect did not guard the underworld channel, because the water in the south was rich and the ground cracks were filled, but it also paid a lot.

If it is said that the Zhongzhou faction paid for the powerful magic weapon and formation method required by the trapped gods and seals, the Qingshan Sect paid for the sword and blood.

Jing Jiu stood with his hands in front of the huge transparent wall, staring quietly into the abyss over there.

Thirteen years ago, the Pluto was also gazing silently across the abyss through a transparent and unbreakable barrier.

At that time, the sight of the Emperor was full of nostalgia for his hometown, but at this time his eyes were much more complicated.

His gaze crossed the abyss and landed in the underworld far away.

The geomorphology and sky of the underworld are very similar to this, and there are precipitous mountain peaks, but without the sun, the light is extremely dim and can only be illuminated by the ground fire.

A slightly bright river meanders between the mountains, bringing light and hope to life on both sides of the river.

Jing Jiu looked back at his right hand.

After soaking in the lava river for so long, his right hand softened.

He kept his hands on his back, but was rubbing his index finger with his left hand.

The forefinger seemed to be unchanged, but it was sharper, and it was about to return to its original level.

Jing Jiu reached out his index finger and pointed towards the transparent giant wall in front of him.

That transparent wall didn't seem to be thick or elastic.

This sounds common, but it can be scary to think about it, and it can even be hard to imagine.

I don't know what kind of array method the former immortals used and how many magic weapons they used when the Zhongzhou faction sealed this place 30,000 years ago.

With a soft sound, Jing Jiu's fingertips fell on the transparent wall.

Feeling the feedback from his fingertips, he raised an eyebrow, and his sword suddenly broke out.

Thousands of extremely subtle and extreme swordsmanship emanated from his body, swirling around like a willow leaf blown off by the wind.

Several black stones at the foot were cut into pieces, and numerous cracks appeared on the surface of the magma in the river, which could not be closed.

He didn't enter this state even when he confronted the ancestor of Xuanyin in Guocheng Temple, and when the cross-sea monk sneaked in, he was affected by the fairy.

For the first time since his rebirth, he truly showed his strongest appearance.

In an instant, his face became extremely pale.

There was another crackling sound.

His fingertips seemed to pierce the transparent wall, and nothing seemed to happen.

If you look at it with your naked eyes, you won't see any change, even if you look at it with his fingers.

Jing Jiu was a little tired, and this finger seemed to deplete his sword element.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and started practicing.

In front of his eyes, the transparent giant wall clearly showed the abyss and the underworld farther away, like a giant painting, waiting for him to wake up and appreciate it again.

After seventy breaths.

Suddenly the magma river faded, and a shadow fell from him, falling on him.

Jing Jiu opened his eyes and looked over the transparent giant wall.

The smell in that shadow was so cold and weird that he was no stranger.

This is the projection of a certain underworld figure.

Hades now wants to influence the Chaotian continent, most of the time only this way. At that time, the elder Wei Chengzi, sent by Yuanzhou infantry in Zhongzhou, assassinated Zhao Layue, but was killed on the way by shadows of the three disciples of the Master Shi. In the same way.

The underworld figure is very powerful, and his realm is far beyond the current Jingjiu. It is not too difficult to believe that his shadow wants to kill Jingjiu.

But there was no fear in Jing Jiu's face, not even vigilance.

He had long known that the other party would appear.

Because the other party was calling him.

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"who are you?"

On the side of the transparent giant wall, I don't know when a person appeared.

The man squinted his eyes, and colored light flowed from his brow-free face, but still couldn't press his shirt.

He was wearing a sapphire blue dress, very brightly colored, and looked strikingly against a backdrop of black and white and faint fire.

The underworld has no blue sky, no green field, only boring black and white gray shades, and ordinary people's clothing is generally this color, and only the nobles with a very high status are eligible to paint.

When he first saw the Emperor in the town's prison, Jing Jiu was wearing colorful clothes.

The color of this man's shirt is so eye-catching, and naturally he has a very high status in the underworld.

This man got a message from Jing Jiu, and he was able to come here through the abyss in the seventy breath, and the speed was really amazing.

I haven't seen it for 300 years, and it is really stronger.

Jing Jiu was thinking about this matter with some emotion.

The man's expression was faint and exuded a powerful breath.

Like most people in the underworld, he is also very short, about four feet tall, but as the breath spreads out at this time, it feels extremely tall, as if even this transparent giant wall is about to stop Live him.

Such a strong breath, there are few people looking at the heaven and earth, I am afraid that it is at the same level as Liu Ci!

Jing Jiu said: "Since you know the origin of the mosquito, you should guess who I am. I don't believe Taiping has told you what happened in the town's magic prison."

The man quietly looked at Jing Jiu and asked, "Who the **** are you?"

Jing Jiu said, "I'm the Xi Xi."

Mosquito.

Seal.

The man was silent for a long time and asked, "Your Majesty is alive?"

Jing Jiu shook his head.

The man said, "If your Majesty is dead, why is there still his soul fire in the mosquito?"

Jing Jiu said: "I said, you should know that I was by his side before he died."

The man looked at the quiet Styx below the abyss, and remained silent for a long time again, and said, "Give up the Seal of the Symphony, I will not kill you today."

Jing Jiu said, "Do you think I should be afraid of you?"

The man looked up and stared at Jing Jiu's eyes, his voice said without emotion: "Do you know who I am?"

Jing Jiu said: "Of course I know you are a mage. I also know something else, do you want to hear?"

For example, three hundred years ago, you were almost hacked to death by someone.

Yes, this blue-eyed man with an unpredictable breath and the same level as Liu Ci is the strongest mage master in the underworld today ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He looked at Jingji quietly and suddenly asked: " what would you like?"

Jing Jiu said: "The mosquito has the soul fire of the Emperor, which is enough to illustrate your legitimacy and can help you calm down the Hell's strife. You take the time to choose a suitable heir to the throne and send it to the world for me to see. "

The mage's eyes narrowed even more, and he said, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Jing Jiu said, "This is what Hades told me before he died."

The mage said blankly, "I was stunned in the world, but I didn't come back. Do you think this kind of thing might happen again?"

Jing Jiu said: "If the new emperor does not get my approval, the emperor's seal will not return to the underworld."

The mage said, "If that's the case, then you are kind to me, but ... what do you want?"

Still the previous question.

Jing Jiu said to the Master, "Have you ever considered joining forces with Qingshan, except for peace?"

The mage smiled and said, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Jing Jiu said, "I said that I know a lot of other things, such as you being a disciple of Taiping in the Hades."

Hearing this sentence, the mage's expression changed slightly.

Jing Jiu continued: "According to the entry age, you should be after Liu Ci and Yuan Riding Whale, so you are the primary three."

The mage's eyes narrowed into a line and said, "Since you know the relationship between me and a real person, do you want to persuade me to join forces with Qingshan?"

Jing Jiu calmly said: "I am very good at persuading his disciples to betray him."

(End of this chapter)

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