The Path Toward Heaven

A Day lies in Zhao Layue's arms, watching the black little wild cat run away.

Many people's sights also followed, then gradually moved up and fell between the distant mountains.

No one looked at He Wei because of pity and didn't want to make him too embarrassed.

The atmosphere in the temple was previously tense, but now it is depressed and awkward.

The head of Kunlun was dignified, and at the same time offended Yi Maozhai and Qingshan Sect to avenge his younger brother, he could only give up because of a word from Baizhenren.

This is the majesty of the strongest continent? But is Bai Zhenren doing this, isn't he afraid that allies like the Kunlun faction will never spin down?

The autumn wind came from the distant mountains, floating in the quiet temple, bringing a coolness.

The purpose of practice is longevity, but in order to practice, we must take time to watch such a show.

Many people have developed a sense of boredom and feel that they should not be in Guocheng Temple at this time, but should go back to the mountains to retreat.

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There are no spring, summer, autumn and winter seasons in the underworld. There are only two periods of light and darkness, which are divided according to the fluctuations of the sky fire and the underworld. There is naturally no bleakness here. The capital is located on an extremely large black rock mountain, on the cliff more than ten miles away, with several seemingly ordinary cottages, and the golden leaves on it are so magnificent.

This is the soul house of the Master of the Master, naturally there is no need to guard the strong.

To the people of the underworld, the disciples of the Master Shi are like gods, and dare not approach, but dare to kneel under the cliff and pray with blessings. Looking at the underworld-like people in the underworld, Tong Yan thought of the patients on both sides of Moqiu's official road seeking treatment from Guocheng Temple, and a pale face appeared with an elusive emotion.

The sky was getting darker, the Styx River was quieter, and the underground world ushered in a night that was not much different from the day.

Tong Yan looked back and entered a cottage. The dark room was very bright with golden leaves and spar, forming a sharp contrast with the world outside the house.

A child was sitting at the table writing, with leaf-like black hair floating gently on his forehead, but the hand holding the pen was as stable as a rock.

The handwriting on the paper is also very clear and can even be called handsome.

Tong Yan was a bit surprised. This child was the blood of the imperial family, who was brought back by the mage a few years ago. Why is he proficient in the language and writing of the human race? Even if the Master had taught him seriously for a few years, it was a great thing to be able to master it to such a short time.

Until now, Tong Yan didn't know the true name of the future Pluto Emperor, and the Pluto let him call this little child A Piao.

A Piao is a very interesting name.

In the ancient language of the rising continent, the word meant ghost.

Tong Yan looked at A Piao's writing and felt as if someone had dropped a **** across the board.

He likes playing chess the most, but he doesn't like playing chess with Jing Jiu, so he sits opposite to A Piao.

A Piao put down his pen and looked at him quietly, waiting for him to speak.

"Cause and effect are not the words of the Zen family, but the direction of time."

Tong Yan picked up the pen and drew a line in the air between the two, saying, "The direction of time is a line with a beginning and no end."

Ah Piao thought about it and said, "What if it's round?"

Tong Yan said: "If it can be connected back and forth, there will be a lot of interesting things, but in our experience, this line cannot be connected."

A Piao said, "So the cause and effect are unbreakable?"

"At least the people living here can't do it, neither can the ascendants. No one can transcend cause and effect, and at best they can only break cause and effect."

Tong Yan said: "If the head of the real person agrees, you will be the next Hades, then where do you lead the world?"

A Piao said, "In the past few years, I have read many classics. Our ancestors first thought about self-protection. They were not destroyed by the demons outside of you. Later, they gave birth to a lot of unwillingness. I want to get the fertile land that can produce a lot of food. I have eaten rice. That one is really delicious. "

Tong Yan said: "This is a very natural and easy-to-understand idea, but I think this should not be the answer accepted by the real person in charge."

A Piao said earnestly: "Sunshine and rain may be good, but it is not suitable for our exercises and even conflicts with bloodlines. My people have lived underground for millions of years, and have been integrated with this place for a long time. Why bother to go out? It's just too bitter here, or are you willing to show your generosity? "

Tong Yanjingjing looked into his eyes and the light that disappeared from time to time, but he couldn't tell whether the child was lying or he really thought so.

Those are all very good, but they don't work for me, so I don't want to.

The reason is well understood, but few people can do it.

"I heard that the Prince of the Terrans now has a teacher who is also a Master of Qingshan?"

A Piao suddenly laughed and asked, "I'm really a bit like him when I say that."

Tong Yan said, "Why do you say that?"

A Piao opened her eyes wide and looked a little naive, and asked, "Aren't you also Qingshan Fairy?"

Tong Yan said, "It should be considered."

The innocent expression in A Piao's eyes suddenly turned into slyness and malice, and lowered his voice and said, "But I know that you are the child face of the Zhongzhou school."

Tong Yan calmly said, "Don't tell me this, because I'm not your cause and effect."

A Piao asked curiously, "Who will it be?"

Tong Yan said: "If there is no accident, you will become a real student in charge."

A Piao was somewhat surprised and said, "Will he go to the dead?"

Tong Yan glanced at him and said, "Of course you went up."

Having said this, he stepped out of the cottage and came to the tree by the cliff.

I don't know what kind of tree that tree is, it is still very dense in the dark world without sunlight, in the dark world, it is like a conspicuous large ink block.

The mage stood under the tree, and the royal blue shirt was like a stain in a block of ink.

"I do n’t want to take a look at such an important thing. Is he afraid of death or lazy?"

"Both are."

Tong Yan followed the gaze of the mage and looked into the distant sky.

A distant passage was illuminated, and a figure flew up with lightning.

The mage said: "He went to another one and it seems they really believed."

Tong Yan said, "I suggest that you don't fiddle with A Piao. The real person in charge doesn't like trouble."

The mage said calmly, "His Royal Highness is the future of the underworld. Where can I dare to do anything?"

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The little black wild cat quietly returned to the hall, always feeling that there was a way to attract itself.

His gaze passed through the door slit, and he saw a long-haired white cat lying in the arms of a girl with great grace.

The girl's breath was a bit cold, which made it a little scared, I wonder if it had anything to do with the other girl she was watching.

The girl was whispering something.

What is rune paper? What is spar? Dong Yidao's herb sounds bad, and Yaodan should be good.

The little wild cat couldn't understand the girl's words. All she knew was that the girl in a white dress was beautiful, her expression was very soft, her voice was calm and gentle, and she was very comfortable listening.

People in the temple think so.

Countless sights fell on Bai Zao's body, with a sense of appreciation.

Listening to her calmly speaking about the requirements of the Zhongzhou School, the autumn wind seemed to have become much softer, and the structure of the fallen leaves was so clear.

Her breath was deep and quiet, which was obviously a sign of Yuancheng's imminent success. Presumably, it would be possible to become a **** 20 years later.

The entire practice world knows that she is inherently inadequate, and many people think that her practice will encounter many problems. Even if she can go with other geniuses by virtue of the Zhongzhou school ’s Taoist method and elixir, she will be thrown away in the later stages. Who can think that she is still not weaker than Zhuo Rusui and Zhao Layue until today.

This is naturally related to the deep foundation of the Zhongzhou School, but many people in the temple know a certain secret, thinking of the six years on the snowfield, they subconsciously looked towards Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu's eyes drooped slightly, but everyone knew he was still awake.

Bai Zao did not deliberately avoid him and watched him talking calmly.

Zhen Tao's hand gripped the sleeve slightly, feeling sad.

Que Niang shook her head, and suddenly found that the crowd in the opposite Zhongzhou faction was looking at herself and smiling in return.

Secretly sighed, thinking that everyone robbed Zhan from Baicheng, ate grilled fish and drank small wine, so happy, why do n’t you pretend to be unfamiliar here, talking about these boring things, all blame Jingjiu Became the head of Qingshan so early?

Not only these young girls, but even those senior teachers who looked at Bai Zao standing in front of Jing Jiu calmly talked a little.

This story between young men and women is too famous in the practice world.

Bai closed the Tao Fa early.

The map in the temple turned into a spot of light.

"The Chaotian continent has not been attacked by the Hades army for more than 300 years, and has occasionally appeared, and the number is very small. In the last 60 years, only projections have appeared, and it is difficult to set off a big storm. Yunmeng Mountain has never denied Qingshan Taoist The sacrifice of that year did not dare to have any disrespect, but to say a little disrespect, since it was a mistake made by a real person in peace, Qingshan should have assumed more. "

She said to Zenzi: "We still insist on the requirements of the spring, and the relevant share list has been sent to Chaoge City."

Zenzi sat cross-legged in a chair and signaled that he had nothing to say.

Bai Zaowang said to Zhang Yi'ai, "Uncle Zhang, Qing Tiansi should see the list we sent."

The more respected she was, the more ugly Zhang Yiai's face was.

"According to the rules of Meihui, the court will not intervene in these matters. As long as Qingshan agrees, Qingtian Division will naturally act according to the new rules."

Whether it is spar, elixir, Haizhu and Mingyin, or Chijin and Yaodan, beast blood and other spiritual resources, from collection to refining to distribution is extremely troublesome. Six hundred years ago, the real people of Taiping relied on the extremely powerful deduction ability and the full support of Shui Yuezhang, the secret support of Guocheng Temple, and the help of the former **** emperor to persuade the Zhongzhou faction and other major denominations. The true peace in the practice world started from that moment.

Of course, the Zhongzhou faction wants to change the rules of the Meihui. Of course, it is only a small proportion that they require adjustment and there is an extra share of the West Sea Sword faction. On the surface, the Qingshan Sect is not completely unacceptable. But as said before the death of Kirishima ancestor Nan, if Aoyama takes this step back, will he always retreat?

No matter how big a step is, retreat is retreat.

To retreat to advance is a last resort for the weak.

Bai Zao walked in front of Jing Jiu and waited for his answer.

Jing Jiu looked up at her and said, "First of all, the one in the West Sea is ours.

Bai Zao looked at him quietly, knowing that there should be an afterword.

Zhao Layue looked towards Jing Jiu, and suddenly wondered what he was going to do, his eyes became brighter.

There was a buzzing sound, a small hole appeared in the autumn clouds in the sky, and a flying sword came at a high speed.

This sword book came from Qingshan, fell in the hands of Gu Qing, and was presented to Zenzi directly under the eyes of Jing Jiu.

Immediately afterwards, bells rang in Guocheng Temple.

The cold bird came out of the sky and brought the news over there.

Qing Tian Si Fei book to report.

Such a big battle made the practitioners in the temple feel uneasy.

Bu Qiuxiao asked: "Is something wrong with Baicheng?"

After reading the sword book, Zenzi took a deep look at Jing Jiuyi and said, "No, there is a big man in the underworld."

Bu Qiuxiao raised an eyebrow slightly and asked, "Who is it?"

Zenzi said, "Twelve priests."

Bu Qiuxiao heard of this strong underworld leader known for his ambitions and bloodthirsty, and he was slightly wary: "Since it is not a high priest and a spiritual master, there is no major issue here."

Zenzi shook his head and said, "Here is the real body."

Hearing this sentence, there was an uproar in the temple.

The underworld strongman came to Chaotian Continent with his real body!

It hasn't happened in many years. Is this a sign of the invasion of the underworld?

Bu Qiuxiao stood up arrogantly, and Shen Sheng asked: "Where? How are the people dead and injured?"

"The twelve priests appeared on Cold Mountain, and then ..."

Zenzi glanced at Jing Jiuyi and said, "He was killed by a friend of Aoyama."

(End of this chapter)

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