The Path Toward Heaven

Everything in the world is in cause and effect.

Ten years of life and death.

Inside and outside the lone grave.

Love you three thousand times but still have to turn around and leave.

The high mountains and flowing water conscience, the gate of the city collected the dead.

After hearing a word from the king, he went thousands of miles away to kill the king.

The king does not need words, although I must kill thousands of people for the king.

These are cause and effect.

There is no need to say that the red dust is rolling in like river water, nor is it to talk about Sansei III, tossing and turning on the pillow.

There is a flower in the mountains, bearing the sun and rain, and being alone for many years. If you happen to pass by and look at it, it is your cause and effect.

You leave from the mountain and no one looks at it again, this is your cause and effect.

It wasn't until someone came and looked at it that they repaired thatched cottage at the flower bank and worked hard every day to water it.

Every cause and effect of a person is a straight line from here and there. Countless causes and effects are countless lines. Those lines always meet at a certain point, which is equal to pointing to that point.

And that point is you.

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who am I?

This is Jingyang.

Who is Jingyang then?

Many years ago, someone came to Qingshan from Chaoge City. He began to practice and retreat in Shangdefeng. He only accompanied his brother and Liu Ci and Yuanqi Whale to eat two hot pots.

In the following years, he spent most of his time in a daze, and once helped the demon sword and the demon cat to avoid the tracking of his brother and the dead dog.

He was about to fly several decades ago and wanted to prepare for Qingshan, so he went to Chaoge City and saw the doll in the belly of the woman in the sky full of snow, and saw it again in a small village a few years later Another doll.

Jingyang is not the person named Jingyang, who has the memory and talent of Jingyang, and the appearance of Jingyang.

Because appearance can be changed, memories and talents can be inherited, and names can be changed.

Jingyang is not Jingyang. He is a 10-year-old master of Zhao Layue and Liu. He is a young master who loves and hates Yuan Yuan whale. He is the master of those broken pieces of porcelain in Lugugong. That man for thousands of years.

We are actually not us, we are the children of the parents, the parents of the children, the companions of the partners, the drinkers of the drinkers, the gambling partners of the gambling partners, and we in the eyes of the world.

The point that causality points to is us.

And we are causal with each other.

So if you want to prove that we are us, please start from the other end of those causal lines.

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Tianguangfeng is very quiet.

Because ... few people can understand what Jiu Jiu said.

-I am the direction of all my cause and effect.

In fact, he only said this sentence.

The rest are the different cognitions of each person.

Yuan Qu kept scratching his head, almost scratching a few green smoke again, seemingly understand.

Gu Qing opened her eyes and looked at the master around her. She had already made a breakthrough, but she was thinking about the straight line leading to the far north in the ice storm sea that year.

Zhao Layue was also thinking about the straight line breaking through the ice.

Zhuo Rusui is the same.

The peaks of the Qingshan Mountains are shrouded in an extremely mysterious atmosphere.

Suddenly, a shout with great anger rudely destroyed the atmosphere.

"Even if you have a lotus flower on your tongue, you can't change the fact that you are a sword demon!"

The loud drinking came from the crowd at Tianguangfeng.

Still that person.

After Jing Jiuyi punched and killed the real person in Tailuo, this person once rebuked him, saying that he was going to kill all of Qingshan's disciples?

Elder Tian Guangfeng Bai Rujing was put into sword prison for several years, and finally released.

Bai Rujing stepped out of the crowd and stared at Jing Jiu with a stern voice: "You sword monster, you can catch it without handing it!"

Zenzi was meditating on the sentence said by Jiu Jiu. It was interesting and suddenly interrupted by this violent drink. She couldn't help but be unhappy, and frowned slightly to Bai Rujing, thinking you **** want to die?

But many practitioners couldn't understand Jing Jiu's words and were reminded by this violent drinking—yes, why should I listen to this sword demon?

Jing Jiu always refused to take out Cheng Tianjian, and most practitioners have accepted Fang Jingtian and the blue boy's statement.

They couldn't believe that Jingyu was a real person in Jingyang because of the words of Jingshan Jiuyun.

In their opinion, Jing Jiu was the sword demon who killed Jingyang and conspired to capture the position of Qingshan Palm. Moreover, this sword demon is still colluding with the underworld. Who knows what he wants to do?

If he is to be the head of Qingshan, it will inevitably endanger the safety of Qingshan and even the entire path of the right path.

How can practitioners allow this to happen?

"Kill this demon!"

Bai Rujing looked at Jing Jiu and shouted.

With this shout, dozens of flying swords flew from everywhere in Tianguangfeng, breaking the wind sharply, pointing directly at Jingjiu under the house.

Here is Castle Peak. The strong men of various factions did not move, but the jealous elders and disciples in Castle Peak could not help it.

Looking at the dozens of sword lights in the sky, Bai Rujing's heart surged with infinite pride and revenge.

Jing Jiu didn't look at him.

A blood-colored sword illuminates the peak of the sky.

The Firth sword broke through the air, and severely cut off the most forward sword.

Immediately after, dozens of flying swords came from all over the peak, blocking those flying swords that were intended to kill Jing Jiu.

The crisp sound of flying swords sounded like a heavy rain, and then stopped abruptly.

Bai Feidao Fei Jian was divided into two camps, hovering in the sky at the peak of Tianguang, trembling slightly, ready to strike again.

Among those flying swords who came to protect Jing Jiu, there were disciples from Shang Defeng and disciples from Tianguangfeng. Amazingly, there were more than ten flying swords from disciples of two forgetful peaks.

Everyone knows that Jingjiu doesn't like Liang Wangfeng. After he became the head, he imposed many restrictions on Liang Wangfeng. Young disciples of Liang Wangfeng complained about this. Why is this the case at this time?

Looking at this scene, many people are a bit strange, even Yuan Riding Whale is a bit surprised.

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Looking back at Nanshan, I looked at Songshan.

Song Songshan's ranking in the two forgetful peaks has advanced from eleven to eighth, with a calm atmosphere, looking ahead, and saying nothing.

After Nanshan looked at the thunder again.

Under the watchful eye of the elder brother, Lei Yijing was a little surprised, but straightened his neck and said, "Protect the head, what's wrong?"

In fact, even now he is doubting Jing Jiu's identity, just watching the flying swords flying to Xiaolu, he summoned the flying sword to fight without thinking.

It's probably like when the Taihai people were watching the West Sea, they wanted to kill the strong men from various factions. As a result, Qingshan's sword went like this ... In the words of Elder Mochi, wasn't it?

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There were more than one hundred flying swords facing each other in the sky, and the atmosphere was very tense.

Everyone knows that this is just the beginning. Most of these unsuccessful preemptive swords are young disciples. The elders of each peak have remained silent, especially the few peak masters.

Yun Xingfeng's Lord Fuwang's eyes hesitated a little, his long right hand exposed in the wind moved slightly, and it seemed possible to hold a sword at any time.

Cheng Youtian frowned and looked at the white cat in Jing Jiuhuai's arms, thinking that the adult white ghost would never make a mistake, but it was originally a demon cat and wanted to come close to the demon sword.

Yuan Qi Whale looked at Jing Jiu, who seemed to want to wait for him to say something before making a decision.

Nan Wang forgot to look at the mountains in the distance without carrying his hands. He didn't seem to care about the matter at all.

The long silence of the big men makes the atmosphere more tense, and also makes the disciples of Qingshan Zhufeng even more at a loss.

Gu Han was ready to launch his sword, and he asked Nanshan to ask: "Brother?"

Guonan had a dignified expression, indicating that he did not know the answer, and looked towards Zhuo Rusui.

"Don't look at me, I don't know anything."

Zhuo Rusui said with no expression on his face: "Don't look at me on the surface, calm down, OK?"

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After all, silence cannot last.

Confrontation always turns into a sword fight.

By that time, Mantian Jianguang will inevitably make Tianguang Peak sore.

In both camps, Jing Jiu was obviously much less supportive, and most of them were young disciples.

Someone suddenly thought that Guangyuan real person was sent to the West Sea some time ago, and even the head of the ceremony did not let him come back to participate, has Jingjiu already considered today's situation?

The atmosphere at the peak of Tianguang became more and more tense, and suddenly a majestic sound could not hide the tiredness.

"When is Qingshan so embarrassing?"

There was no expression on Yuan Qi's whale's face, but everyone saw his anger and sadness.

Today is the ceremony of the ascension of the head of Qingshan. All the big figures with heads and faces all over the continent have come. Looking at so many other factions, it turned out to be what it is now.

Aoyama Sect is going to stage a killing in front of so many outsiders?

"I think so too." Jing Jiu said.

Whether it is Fang Jingtian, Tailu real person, or A Piao, all are the means of a brother.

The brother just wanted to drive him from the position of the head of Qingshan and kill him, because the brother always thought that he was one of everything.

In his brother's thoughts, Qingshan used swords instead of swords—this was something he absolutely could not accept.

Jing Jiu went to the stone monument, looked at Shenmo Peak in the distance, patted the back of the stone turtle, and said, "Go away."

This sentence has no subject and no direction.

Is he saying farewell to the stone turtle, or who is he informing?

"I see." Zhao Layue said.

Gu Qing stood up, walked past holding the cosmic front, ready to invite Master to ride.

Yuan Qu bowed his head and walked over, afraid to look at Yuan Qi whale.

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"Want to leave? Not so easy."

Bai Rujing's cold voice sounded.

A fierce Jianguang was chopped down towards Jingjiu at the stele.

Imprisoned for several years in the sword prison, he carefully reexamined the original failure, confirming that Jiu Jiu's realm was far inferior to himself, and it was only under the coercion of the white ghost that he successfully attacked.

Although Jing Jiu hit the real person in Tailu today with one punch, it is obviously impossible to cast a second note after consuming extreme drama.

Of course, he will not forget the white ghost, and he does not expect to break through the white ghost's defense. He really hurt Jingu. What he wants is a mess.

The fire of stars can be ignited. As long as the power of his flying sword can inspire everyone's will to fight, I believe that there will be countless flying swords falling down, and the sky will be chaotic, and Jiu Jiu will die!

It only took him a short time to think about these things, his flying sword had come to the stone monument, and then disappeared.

That fierce Jianguang did not know where he had gone.

Where can show what power.

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An extremely huge light and shadow of a white tiger appeared faintly in the sky, spreading extremely terrifying coercion.

It turned out that the flying sword was swallowed directly by it!

Bai Rujing's real sword was taken, the sword pill was wounded, and a large amount of fine blood was sprayed.

An extremely gorgeous blood-colored sword light passed by.

A scream came from the top of Tianguang Peak.

Both arms flew into the air and landed on the ground.

Furth Sword returned to Zhao Layue.

She walked calmly behind Jingjiu.

Without looking at Bai Rujing who has become a blood man.