The Path Toward Heaven

Zhuo Rusui is a bit inexplicable, thinking what do you think I do? Hearing applause from downstairs, he went to the window and looked curiously.

There was a table in the restaurant hall of Shenxianju, and a storyteller stood beside the table and said impassionately, "Yesterday we talked about the plum meeting more than 20 years ago. It can be called a spectacle. It is said that the painting is now hidden by the royal palace in the palace, just like that chess game. At this point in the battle, everyone knows that the Master Jiuxian is already invincible, who would have thought that at this moment , The snowfield suddenly became steeper ... "

Jing Jiu naturally wouldn't listen to this, walked into the room and sat down, begging Gu Qing to give himself a bowl of white soup.

Gu Qing was a little surprised, and quickly simmered the soup, the froth was extremely clean, and there was no drop of oil.

Liu noticed this detail at the age of ten and was very impressed.

Jing Jiu occasionally drank some tea and seldom ate food. When he was eating hot pot with Zhao Layue, he picked up a green vegetable at most. It was a very rare thing to drink soup like today, indicating that his mood was really good. Because Yi Maozhai promised to remain neutral in the battle for the throne, but because of Li Er's marriage.

Achieving the marriage of others is a merit in Zen's view, and in this regard, he and his brothers were greatly influenced by Guocheng Temple.

The soup in the bowl was milky white. It looked extremely mellow but did not smell a bit fishy. He took a sip and found that the soup base was actually soy milk, as well as soup stock, lard fried garlic, and a few kinds of mushrooms.

This is a keen perception and a deep grasp of childhood memory, which has nothing to do with interest in food.

Eating for survival, but made so complicated by mortals, he felt a bit unnecessary and shook his head subconsciously.

Gu Qing thought he didn't like the noise downstairs, and waved his hand to release Cheng Tian's sword, forming a small array to isolate the outside sound and smell.

Liu was ten years old and sighed again, thinking that Brother Gu Qing is indeed much better than himself. The son has him to serve him, so he doesn't have to worry, he can study in Zhaili.

The storyteller downstairs is saying that six years later, Gu Qing and Xiang Wanshu are carrying a group of young practitioners who will soon encounter Jing Jiu and Bai Zao in the snowfield. At that time, Zhuo Ru practiced in retreat in the cave of Tianguangfeng. I did n’t know the details of the incident. I heard it with great interest, and suddenly found that the sound had disappeared. I could n’t help but feel annoyed. Anymore? "

Gu Qing smiled and asked, "Why do mortals know what Master is doing?"

"For mortals, the practitioner is no different from the immortal, and some rumors will naturally circulate."

Gu Qing sat down and said, "People like Xiaoshi are afraid to be more famous in the world than Baizhenren."

Well-known Jiu Jiu cannot be separated from those reasons, such as the legend of the story.

The soup in the hot pot has already been opened. All kinds of vegetables are put into the pot in turn. The four start eating. No one speaks. In the box, only the sound of boiling soup, the sound of leaves floating, and the lamb quilt are quietly heard. The sound of a hot pot.

It is not consistent with Zhuo Rusui's personality to eat nothing, although he spent some time with Jing Jiu and Liu in the Imperial Palace of Chu Kingdom, but he was still not used to it, and soon finished eating seven plates of fatty lamb and holding the cup Tea gargle, grabbed a handful of seeds, and left the box again to continue listening to the story.

He pushed out the door, and the formation naturally opened the channel.

Mr. Storyteller's voice floated in again.

"Taking the marriage that smashed Chaoge City today, it can be described as improperly door-to-door, and the household is not right. Although Lord Jingshang is a senior official of Taichang Temple, how can he be compared with the Prime Minister? Agree to marry the best-loving young granddaughter to the father-in-law of the Jing family? Of course, this is not because the father-in-law is an accomplice of the second prince, only related to the biggest secret of the Jing family ... "

The door was closed and the formation blocked the sound again.

Jing Jiu put down the soup bowl in his hand.

Zhuo Rusui finished eating seven dishes of mutton and went downstairs to listen to the book. Gu Qing ate a basket of vegetables and started to make new tea, and then he drank the white soup in the bowl.

At the age of ten, Liu quickly got up to clean up the bowl and chopsticks in front of Jing Jiu, poured a cup of freshly brewed tea, and put it in front of him.

Gu Qing was sitting on a stool, watching the fire quietly, and occasionally hitting foam.

Jing Jiu took a look at Gu Qing and thought of Bu Qiuxiao again, thinking that this apprentice was really good, and his eyes naturally showed appreciation.

Gu Qing was flattered again, even nervous, thinking what he did right today?

Jing Jiu said to Liu at the age of ten: "After the Meihui, you go back to Yi Maozhai to study carefully and don't care about other things."

Liu was ten years old a little embarrassed and said, "I also feel comfortable in Yimaozhai."

Jingjiu had long wanted to say that the style and temperament of the scholars in Maozhai and the ten-year-old Liu necessarily matched, so he would let him go there.

Gu Qing said: "Xiao He's identity crossed the Ming Road on the court side, but she is a fox demon after all. You should know the style of Yi Mao Zhai. Don't let her go into the air gallery too deeply."

"I will remind her to pay attention," Liu said at the age of ten.

Jing Jiu said, "Go."

This is what Liu Liu wants to leave when he is ten years old.

I have finished eating the hot pot, I have finished the reminder, what should I do?

Liu was ten years old, a little nervous, and said, "My son, wouldn't you ... be angry?"

Jingjiu glanced at him.

At the age of ten, Liu knew that if he continued to ask, the son would really be angry, and hurried out.

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"... In addition to high realm, talent, and high generation, the appearance and appearance of the immortal master is also peerless. He is the real person in the painting, no, the real immortal!

Mr. Storyteller's voice spread into the room again.

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Zhuo Rusui walked into the room, closed the door, and looked at Jing Jiu seriously and said, "You just let him go?"

Jing Jiuxin thought, are you going to invite a ten-year-old supper?

Gu Qing was also a bit worried, saying: "The ten-year-old brother looks like ... I really like Yi Mao Zhai."

Zhuo Rusui came to the table and frowned, "What if he did vote for Mao Zhai?"

In his opinion, Liu was ten years old just like himself, how could he let him leave Qingshan?

Jing Jiuxin thought that there was nothing to worry about. If Liu stayed at Maozhai when he was ten years old, even if the position of Zhaizhu could not compete with Yiyiyun, he would inevitably become a great figure in Zhai. At that time, Yimaozhai would naturally be more inclined to Qingshan than now.

The reason is simple. Just as Cao Yuan stayed in Fengdaojiao, Fengdaojiao has now become the firmest ally and supporter of Guocheng Temple.

Zen is in Guocheng Temple, and Guocheng Temple is close to Qingshan.

Many Yunmengshan disciples went to other denominations or served as officials in the central government. As a result, most denominations in the northern mainland became vassals of the Zhongzhou sect, and there were many supporters in the chaoye. It was so difficult for the emperor to set up a reserve.

Below the sky are old stories.

When Jiu Jiu ignored it, Zhuo Rusui couldn't help it, and thinking about today's matter, he asked curiously, "Uncle Shi, how did you convince Bu Qiuxiao?"

Jing Jiu still ignored him, put on his hat, and walked out of the box.

In the hall downstairs, Mr. Storyteller serialized the story for two days, just at the very end.

"... There is no such person in the world."

Accompanied by the story of Mr. Shushu, the three left Shenxianju Restaurant and disappeared into the night.

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Zhuo Rusui took Qingshan disciples to participate in the Meihui and naturally returned to his residence.

Jing Jiu took Gu Qing into the palace, and first went to Hu Guifei's palace.

Hu Guifei did not expect that they would enter the palace overnight, quickly put on a shirt, covering the graceful body, and called the palace maid to notify Jing Yao to come over.

"No, just a few words."

Jing Jiu said, "Gu Qing will stay here for one year and live in the palace, which is safer."

Upon hearing this, Hu Guifei thought that he was not an eunuch. Why couldn't he go to the palace every day to teach Yaoer as he did before?

Gu Qing also felt that it was not very convenient. He was about to say a few words and suddenly understood Master's intention. Prince Jing Xin is the next **** emperor selected by the Zhongzhou faction. Now with the neutrality of Yi Mao Zhai, the contradiction may intensify at any time. If he is still outside the palace, he is likely to be used or threatened.

Jing Jiu said to Gu Qing, "After one year, if the will has not come down, you will return to Qingshan immediately."

Gu Qing is now at the beginning of the tour and is still in a stable stage. He does not need to retreat for the time being, but if he does so for a long time, it will have a very negative impact on the practice.

Having said this, he left the palace.

The palace in the night was very quiet and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Gu Qing turned around and walked outside the hall, calling an **** to arrange a place for himself, asking as far away as possible.

Hu Guifei tightened her clothes.

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"The first thing to guarantee is Jing Yao's safety." Jing Jiu said to the Emperor: "Although the Zhongzhou faction would not be so crazy, but who knows?"

The Emperor Shen said: "The imperial city is here, and it is difficult to break through with the two white relatives, but Yaoer and Gu Qing are about to succumb."

Jing Jiu said, "The retreat of the monk is ten years. If he cannot survive even one year, there is no future."

The Emperor said, "Don't expect me to have another one."

Jing Jiu said: "In the old Meiyuan that day, Bu Qiuxiao actually moved such a thought."

Jing Xin was the choice of the Zhongzhou faction, and Jing Yao was the choice of the Qingshan Sect. Yi Mao Zhai would support the former because scholars in Zhai could not accept Hu Guifei's identity.

If the Emperor is willing to have a child, regardless of gender, this matter can be solved easily.

The problem is that the Emperor is reluctant to have children with women other than Hu Guifei.

The Emperor asked, "How on earth did you persuade the Lord?"

Zhuo Rusui also wanted to know this answer.

Everyone wants to know the answer.

Jing Jiu still didn't say that Liu would not say at the age of ten, and I believe that with the passage of time, one day it will become a real secret.

This may be a little unfair to He Zhan, but that is also a matter for He Zhan and Bu Qiuxiao, why should Qingshan cause this cause and effect.

Jing Jiu said: "Your emperor has done too long and will inevitably be affected by such bad methods as the emperor's art. You must remember that you are the blood of the Jing family, and you are not the mortal emperor who has no power to break the sea. Yes."

The Emperor of God said: "You can't be too cautious about ruling the country. Don't make up your mind if you don't understand."

Jing Jiu said: "If you are really good at governing the country, why are there people in Yunmeng Mountain in the imperial court for hundreds of years?"

The Emperor was a little annoyed and said, "Otherwise you come?"

Jing Jiu got up and walked outside the hall.

How can this child play this set like Liu Ci?

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Jing Jiu was ready to return directly to Qingshan.

Xueji's affairs had told the emperor that Jingli's marriage had been confirmed, and Yi Maozhai had convinced him that he would naturally not stay in Chaoge City again.

Not far from the Royal Palace, there are dark streets and alleys, and the big trees on the streets cover the starlight, which is dark and heartbreaking.

His heart moved slightly, and he realized that someone seemed to be looking at himself.

The question is, who can hide his sword knowledge and come to him? Or is that person far away?

The starlight was shredded by the branches ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ spattered on his hat like a snow flake.

No one around.

Unless that person is like him, he can't hide his eyes.

But as Mr. Storyteller said, there is no such person in the world.

Then the other party is definitely not human.

Jing Jiu turned and looked at the shadow under the tree and said, "Come out."

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(The first is error correction. Yesterday I wrote Bu Qiuxiao as Xiao, why? I do n’t know why, because in fact, everything I wrote was correct at the beginning, but when I checked, I naturally thought it should be Xiao, I worked very hard ... one after another changed to Xiao, I didn't know what went wrong at that time, but as you can see from the chapter yesterday, everyone really likes to eat gossips ~ The chapter name comes from the throne of the Three Seals of the Seal.)