The Path Toward Heaven

The west sea goes north to north, and it is still the sea. It is extremely cold here, and the wind is blowing across it. It forms terrible storms from time to time, so it is called the ice storm sea.

Above the ice storm sea, the virtual environment becomes very thin, and it is difficult for the practitioners who break the sea to stay here.

Even more frightening is that, going further north, the sea is frozen and united with the snow country, and it is likely that you will encounter the monsters in the snow country.

It is rumored that the township **** beast whale of the West Sea sword school was born in the south of the ice storm sea, and will come back for inspections every few years.

Now the flying whale is dead, and the south of the ice storm sea has become a land without a master.

Even in the south, howling wind is still piercing, cutting like a knife, but Zhuo Rusui feels a bit of pain in his face.

Standing on the sword that swallowed the boat, watching the increasingly dense ice floes on the sea ahead, he complained, "We should go to Penglai God Island to buy a treasure ship, even if we can grab it."

There was a faint murmur in the howling wind, not the laughter, but the sound of the airbag being punctured.

Zhuo Rusui was very angry and said, "Who is answering me with fart?"

Gu Qing said, "It's me."

Zhuo Rusui even more angry said: "You are not mortal, what fart!"

These boring and boring conversations are actually just one thing, that is, he is very nervous now.

In Zhizhou Prefecture, Jing Jiu found out the possible whereabouts of the treasure ship, and took them to the ice storm sea to hunt down Taiping real people. But is Shizu so easy to kill? Zhuo Rusui thought that even if the Lord Yinfeng hadn't recovered after being injured by the south, who would deal with this demon ancestor Xuanyin? Just rely on this lazy cat?

His gaze moved from Zhao Layue's arms to the back of Jing Jiu in front of him, thinking that Master Xiao became the head of the team and defeated Master Huiyuan again.

At this time, he heard another whisper, confirming that it really wasn't Gu Qing farting, the sound came from Jingjiu ...

Three flying swords broke the wind and flew towards the sea, landing on an ice floe.

Jingjiu sat down with her knees closed and closed her eyes.

Several blue arcs emerged from his body and face, and then broke in the cold air, making a crackling noise. A few days ago he collected a lot of mines in Thunderfield, and used only a small part in Pinggu Temple. Now those thunder and lightning start to rest upset, conflict and struggle in his body, and want to break out of the body.

Ada is right, even if his body is special, he cannot absorb the power of heaven and earth endlessly.

In order to transform those thunderbolts into their own sword elements, they need to be suppressed by the sword, and tempered by the heaven and earth aura, and it takes a long time.

At this time he didn't have that much time, so he had to stabilize for a while.

Feeling the aura of heaven and earth flowing from all directions, Zhuo Rusui responded extremely quickly, and sat down on his left hand first, leaving Zhao Layue a better empty position on the right.

Gu Qing stood behind Jing Jiu and closed his eyes.

Ada knew that Jing Jiu's condition was not very good at this time, so he didn't push his nose on his face, but instead lay on his knees well.

The ice storm sea is extremely desolate, and it is difficult to see life within a thousand miles. Don't worry about who has discovered the movement of the heaven and earth and the aura, and the power of those thunder in the body is really a bit powerful, so Jing Jiu has no reservations.

Between a few breaths, the howling wind suddenly became much quieter, but the real wind of heaven and earth surged over, carrying the heaven and earth aura that was difficult to count.

On the surface of the sea for dozens of miles, numerous ice floes floated along the current and wind direction, and the picture looked extremely spectacular.

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Night fell, and the starlight was extremely bright, falling on the surface of the sea, like real water, and then illuminating the iceberg built by numerous ice floes.

The time this time was a little short, the speed of the heaven and earth aura flowing slowly slowed down until it returned to normal.

Zhuo Rusui opened his eyes and felt some regret. Suddenly he felt a change in his body, his mind moved slightly, and he swallowed the sword out of the sky and came into the starlight.

The starlight was suddenly dyed red, because the Firth sword also came into the night sky.

The breath of the two flying swords has been clearly different. The sharp edges are restrained, but it gives a strong and indestructible feeling.

Zhuo Ru looked at Zhao Layue with an uncertain "um?"

Zhao Layue nodded, indicating that he had also arrived at Youye Shangjing.

What is the state of the monk, of course, he knows best, but this thing is too incredible. Even if Zhuo Rusui had similar experience, he couldn't be sure. He needed the affirmation of others. He looked at the swallowing sword in the **** starlight and murmured, "Can practice ... be so simple?"

Ada greedily absorbed the remaining aura, and by the way bit the two stars, thinking that such practice is of course simple, but there is only one Jingjiu.

Zhuo Ruwang looked to Gu Qing and found that he was still in the beginning of Youye, feeling a bit weird. He said, "When you were at Guocheng Temple last summer, you were about to break through the border. Why not?"

Gu Qing said, "I want to wait again."

Zhuo Rusui thought that such a thing would have to wait for a good birthday, and suddenly realized his thoughts, and squinted slightly, saying, "The master's picture is very big."

Gu Qing said, "My talent is far worse than that of Brother Zhuo. You can only be more patient."

After another two or three hundred years, the two may compete for the position of head of Qingshan in front of countless people. Tonight these two sentences in the starlight iceberg should be recorded in Qingshan's history. Zhao Layue didn't even look at them, but just stared at Jing Jiu quietly.

Jing Jiu opened his eyes, his eyes calmed, and he gently touched Ada's back, his intention of killing gradually converged.

This intention of killing has existed since leaving the East China Sea. It is extremely insignificant, hidden among the clothes, only Zhao Layue feels very clear.

As Jing Jiu woke up, those heaven and earth auras that had been invited finally dissipated, and the heavy ice floes that were put together, accompanied by the creaking horror, slowly slid into the sea water, making a loud noise.

The howling gale reoccupied the cold sea surface, and the starlight like water was rippling, just like the light and shadow left by the sea surface in the night sky.

The cosmic front rose above the light and shadow and came into the wind.

Jing Jiu sat at the head of the sword, looking at the far north, his eyes were slightly bright, and he caught the looming line with a slight enthusiasm.

It was the heat mark left by the treasure ship crystal furnace, and it was not completely wiped out by the cold sea water and floating ice after a few days.

Jing Jiu said, "Go back to Qingshan, and I'll take Ada."

Ada cursed bad words in his heart, thinking that I want to go back to Qingshan.

The cosmic front turned into a silent sword light, headed north of the ice storm sea, and soon disappeared into the night sky, joining the sky and stars.

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The waves beat on the ice and made a cooing sound, just like the boiling water.

The star shone on the ice and was very quiet.

"It was ridiculous to take us to kill people and half-throw us at sea."

Zhuo Ruwang looked at Zhao Layue and asked, "Don't you think there is something wrong with this matter?"

Everyone knows what Jiu Jiu is going to do, but since I did n’t think about taking them from the beginning, why did they bring them from Guocheng Temple to the ice storm sea?

Zhao Layue didn't speak.

"Uncle Master specially chose the three of us, why? Because we are young and have the highest talent ..."

Zhuo Rusui took a look at Gu Qing and said, "Well, you are weaker, but your uncle likes you."

Gu Qing calmly said, "Brother, what are you trying to say?"

Zhuo Rusui said: "The meaning is very clear. In the future, Qingshan is ours. Don't you feel the pressure?"

Gu Qing did not have any pressure. Jing Jiu told him several years ago that he was ready to be the head of Qingshan.

Zhao Layue is now the Lord of God's End, originally a big man in Qingshan, and there is no pressure.

Zhuoru was a bit boring and said, "The problem is that the head teacher is still so young. Why should you start thinking about the future?"

Obviously, Jing Jiu took the three of them into this spiritual journey, and he wanted to improve their status as soon as possible.

But like Zhuo Rusui said, why is he so anxious?

"It always feels a little unlucky, it's like telling a funeral."

Zhuo Rusui looked towards the depths of the ice storm and squinted his eyes and said, "If it is so dangerous, why doesn't he take Jian Jianbo with him?"

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Hundreds of miles away, the starlight is still bright, and the seawater is still like silver foil floating on the ink.

The trace left by the treasure ship could not be seen by the naked eye, but he could not hide the feeling of Jing Jiu.

Ada opened his eyes, and he and Jingjiu did not need to play fear and counsel, his eyes were cold and silent.

It said in the consciousness: "This trip is dangerous, why not take Yuan Riding Whale?"

Jing Jiu said, "You only need to hold Xuan Yinzi for a moment, and I can solve this problem."

He has been figuring out how to use Yin San to continue his life.

The Hatsune Sword is in the Imperial Palace of Chaoge City, and cannot turn the sword body, so what will Yinsan do?

He and Zenzi calculated for several days in Guocheng Temple, and found the direction vaguely. It should have nothing to do with the reincarnation of Zen Buddhism.

The treasure ship from Penglai Island has no meaning to people like Yin San, except for the crystal furnace.

The shards of the fierce sun are obviously to raise the fire temperature of the crystal furnace.

In addition, there is a lotus flower of Maozhai, the missing dragon marrow in the town's magic prison ...

All these details prove that the man is trying a path that no one has gone before-feathering.

If Yin San is going to emerge, what will he do?

Without Suzaku in the world, we can only start with Yinfeng.

At this time, Yin San and Yin Feng should be in the weakest moment ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Jing Jiu had Yin Feng's life card in his hand. Although there was no life blood in it, he still had a way to control it.

Ada was silent for a long time, his eyes were extremely deep: "That bad old man is fierce, and I can only hold him for seven breaths at most."

It doesn't take long to kill someone, even if that person is real.

But how long does it take to ask one thing?

Thinking of this problem, Jing Jiu continued to fly north.

The speed of the cosmic front is getting faster and faster.

The night was getting lighter.

The sea is getting whiter.

The moment the morning light appeared, the ocean and the land seemed to be connected together, and the heaven and earth were also connected together.

In the ice, the trace forcibly cut by the treasure ship was so clear and straight forward.