The Path Toward Heaven

After Xue Ji came to Qingshan, Jing Jiu had come to see her in Sword Prison several times, whether it was passing or making a special trip, it was very rare for him. This firstly reflects his respect and respect for her, secondly because he has something to determine, and the last and most important reason is simple, he wants to have some communication with her.

It is really rare to be able to have the height and experience he once had, and to be able to communicate with him equally.

In the previous few exchanges, he chose to give up, but just asked her if she wanted to change her chair, because he didn't want to risk contact with the other person's consciousness.

Because of the lotus flower, he really wanted to communicate with her today, but in the end he chose to give up and turned to walk over the passage.

Xueji turned around and looked at the lonely peak of the Snow Mountain.

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I came to Yinfeng through Sword Prison, and there were no clouds in the blue sky, and the starlight was like water. It was completely different from the thunderstorm night there, as if it were false.

Jing Jiu looked back, walked away, and landed between some peaks.

The ruby ​​outside the cave was still on, and the sword knowledge he left was not touched. It seems that the dead dog did not visit Fang Jingtian.

Then he went to Dongyan's Dongfu.

Tong Yan opened his eyes and looked at him. His voice was cold. "Don't you say you don't bother me for ten years?"

Jing Jiu ignored him and walked to the stone table.

On the stone table was a chessboard with dozens of chess pieces scattered on it, the same as the appearance of Tong Yan when he came last time. He picked up a black chess and placed it in a position in the lower left corner. The position on the chessboard was suddenly different from the previous one. The few white chesses in the far corner had no hope of escape and would be eaten at sight. .

Tong Yan knew that he was ready to start, and asked a few surprises: "Why now?"

Jing Jiu said, "I have something to go out, and do it by the way."

Tong Yan knew what kind of person he was, and was even more surprised, saying, "Are you going out of the mountain?"

If it was Zhuo Rusui, I would definitely say something at this time: I have already gone to Jingzong to tell you? Jing Jiu didn't say this, he just told Tong Yan what happened in Chaoge City, then talked about the fall of Guocheng Temple, and finally asked, "What would Baizhenren do?"

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The rising continent in the midsummer season is blazing with hot and humid winds everywhere, and people's moods are also a little dull, but they are so restless.

Above the chapel, the officials quarreled endlessly. Now, naturally, no one mentions Jing Xin. They are all engaged in government affairs such as river engineering and ordnance, but everyone knows where the wind is.

Those small denominations kept going to Yunmeng Mountain, like a pilgrimage, and also brought a crooked wind.

When the storm comes, they will go to Qingshan.

Officials throughout the practice world and in the court are waiting for the autumn negotiation at Guocheng Temple.

All eyes were attracted by this incident, and no one noticed that something happened in the remote places.

For example, after the flood in Yizhou in the early summer, at least 300 missing people have not found their bodies to this day, most likely they stormed into the underground river.

There is no light in the dark river, only the faint sound of water, and it is reminiscent of the legendary underworld, although the real underworld is not the case.

Tonight's dark river has some very faint ghost fires, which are not from the dead bones, but eyes full of cruel meaning.

Pursued by Qingshan Zongbi Lake Peak and the court Qingtian Division, these Xuanyin Sect remnants who had been called to Yizhou City could only survive in the dark river below the ground. Compared with them, those mutilated corpses floating in the dark river are even more tragic. Those who fell into the dark river died on the spot and became living souls who worshiped the evil powers.

The sound of water came from the front, and the ghostly eyes became extremely bright, full of greed.

But the next moment, the emotions in those eyes were left with fear.

The dark river was illuminated by a sword.

The disciple of Xuanyin Sect offered a black urn to try to surrender the flying sword, but the black urn was torn instantly, with a soft bang, his head fell into the dark river.

There were a few muffled sounds from the dark river, and more than a dozen extremely filthy and dark atmospheres struck the flying sword like a tornado, while several blackbirds beckoned.

The sword light suddenly abated, then lit up again, and passed at high speed in the dark river, ignoring the blackbirds at all.

Jian Guang appeared and disappeared from time to time, and several Xuanyin disciples murmured and died.

The dark river is very quiet, only the sound of the head constantly falling into the water, and only the flying sword constantly killing people.

The dark cliff suddenly shook, and dozens of Xuanyin disciples could no longer hide their shadows, emerged from the earth, and fled towards the night in the lower reaches of the dark river.

No matter how strong people are, it is impossible to leave them all.

Xuan Yinzong is the only one who is still alive, so they have to survive desperately. As long as they are alive, Xuan Yinzong still exists.

The lower part of the dark river at night was suddenly illuminated by the sword.

That Jianguang was strange, glowing with extremely deep red, like sunset, more like blood.

A sharp and lonely sword swept across the water, and the first few disciples of Xuanyin Sect died silently.

The night was illuminated by the sword's light. After several fights, the surviving disciples of Xuanyin Sect fled back with blood, but were blocked by the sword repairer in front.

Xuanyin Zong disciples stared at each other, sent out a desperate and resentful roar, and used Xuan Yinzong's strong sun secret method to ignite the essence of his body!

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

Numerous dull explosions sounded underground.

The dark river set off a raging wave, and was instantly burned to a boiling point by the evil flame of evil spirit, and then turned into a higher temperature steam, rushing towards the upstream and downstream.

After a long time, the smoke gradually fell, and the dark river returned to calm.

A sword light broke through from the downstream, Zhuo Rusui was covered with blood and should have suffered a minor injury.

He didn't expect that these Xuanyin Zong's remaining sins finally used the evil trick of burning essence blood and got closer.

Zhao Layue wore a hat and stepped on her sword. The bright red fire and the redder sword illuminated her sword.

In the flames remaining on the river, the shattered limbs of countless Xuanyin disciples scattered on the river surface, and then gradually subsided, joining together with the incomplete bodies of innocent people. I believe it will be dark before long The blind fish in the river eaten and can no longer be separated.

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Yizhou is best known for its hot pot.

Su Ziye's least favorite is hot pot, because he lived in the hot pot naturally generated in the world of Lieyangxia for many years.

That night, Lieyangxia jumped to the sky and then fell to death. Everyone in the canyon died, including his loyal subordinates and father.

These bad memories are like the sword light. Every time he remembers it, he feels that the magic wheel is cut off once and it is extremely painful.

He took out an elixir and swallowed it, then began to pant heavily, and some unhealthy flushes appeared on the green face, and the color was even more weird.

After a while, the pain in his eyes became intoxicated, until the end, all emotions were gone, and only calmness remained.

Xuanyin sect, like all evil sects, has no real spiritual veins, and there will always be problems in spiritual practice, and it will not last long by taking medicine.

He left the rented courtyard and went to a cheap old teahouse.

Some people are drinking tea in the old teahouse, and more people are playing cards. The old tea stains on the tea cups are very clear. The big kettle is resting on the coal stove. The water in the kettle is always boiling, and it keeps whining.

Su Ziye asked for the cheapest and most common jasmine tea and sat down in the most inconspicuous position.

He wore a cloth shirt and a mask, no different from the guests in the teahouse.

Time passed slowly.

The whine of the large kettle suddenly disappeared.

The noise and swear words on those poker tables also faded away.

Su Ziye held up the tea cup, blew the froth, took a sip, and then looked across.

Zhuo Rusui said, "I heard that your face is green. Can you give me a look?"

Su Ziye put down the tea cup and asked, "How did you find me?"

His whereabouts have always been secret, and those who have gathered out of the disciples have also used the title of King Ming. Only two people know this tea house.

Those two men were his former ministry. They had great strength and were very loyal. They would never betray him.

Zhuo Rusui did not answer his question and said, "Do you know who I am?"

Su Ziye said: "A character like a slump like a lord, with a sharp and honest sword, is only Zhuoru in the eyes of Qingshan."

Zhuo Rusui praised: "It is indeed Su Ziye, and she really has some knowledge."

Su Ziye stood up and looked at him and said, "Even if you are Zhuo Rusui, you are not entitled to kill me."

Zhuo Rusui said: "In the past, the practice world said that you are better than Luohuainan. Then you should be like me. I want to kill you by myself. It is really troublesome."

That being said, naturally he would not be alone.

Su Ziye looked out of the tea house and saw Zhao Layue wearing a bonnet and a Firth sword glowing in blood.

The practice world knows that Zhao Layue is the next generation of Jingyang's real person. She was born with a kind of nature and has a strong killing power, but Su Ziye still didn't expect her to travel to the wild.

Zhuo Rusui's state is the same.

Aoyama Sect's young generation is really strong.

Su Ziye thought about these things and said, "This is not fair."

He is the strongest of the young generation of evil spirits. His spiritual talent is still above Luohuainan. Even if Zhao Layue and Zhuo Ru are strong, he will not have any fear, but he must lose two fights and one.

Zhuo Rusui said, "What?"

Su Ziye took off the mask and smiled, took a panacea and put it in his mouth.

The onset of medicinal effects was so rapid that his face turned red instantly, mixed with cyan, and turned purple, his eyes were a little loose, but his breath became much stronger.

Zhao Layue didn't know what it was, but Zhuo Rusui knew that it was the legendary erysipelas, and said seriously: "You will die if you eat this way."

Su Ziye said, "But at least today you will die first."

Zhuo Rusui felt inexplicable, and thought that if peony was useful, who would dare to say that it had more pallor than Shiyuefeng? Want to kill us just because of erysipelas?

Su Ziye took out a light brown bottle, this bottle does not know what material it is made of, like jade and porcelain.

Zhao Layue still doesn't know what this is, Zhuo Rusui has some emotions ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ said: "The four waste bottles really are in your hands."

Su Ziye raised the four waste bottles and said calmly, "This is not important."

There was a sudden whining sound in the teahouse, and the water in the large kettle was boiling.

An old man came over carrying the kettle, his eyes were deeply sunken, exuding a very strong and pungent blood smell.

The old man has boiled boiling water in this old teahouse for many years. He left here when everyone left the teahouse.

He is the elder Huayin of the Xuanyin Sect. He was expelled from Lieyang Gorge by Su Qige many years ago. He has lived in anonymity in Yizhou until recently.

This man did a great job, probably equivalent to the Qingshanzong's sea breaking power. Even if Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui joined forces, they could not be his opponents.

Huayin held a pot of boiling water and looked at Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui expressionlessly, like watching two dead men.

suddenly.

A soft bang.

A person was rushed out of Huayin's body.

This is a visual illusion. In fact, the person passed through behind Huayin, but it was too fast.

The kettle fell to the ground and crackled.

Huayin also fell to the ground, splashing countless blood flowers, his body divided into two halves.

Whether it is the magic wheel, the sea of ​​qi, or the flesh and blood meridian, it has been broken in two.

The man fell to the ground, his blood dripped silently, without any stagnation, just like the drops of water on the lotus leaf poured down, and he was as clean as ever, and his white clothes were still like snow.

Su Ziye stared at the man's face and asked, "Jing Jiu?"

(End of this chapter)

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