The Path Toward Heaven

It has been a year since the Zhongzhou faction attacked the Chaoge City, and the palace was finally repaired. The Imperial Palace was strengthened with the help of sects such as Maozhai. After the new emperor ascended the throne, he practiced benevolence and Chaoge. The residents of the city no longer worry about the thunder and fire every day, they just die and everything is slowly recovering.

In the hall, the emperor is discussing with the ministers.

In the side hall, Gu Qing sat before the case and looked at the memorial, and Hu Guifei stared at him not far away.

A Piao floated on the beam, Ping Yongjia lay flat on the couch.

There was a chill in the deepest part, it was obviously indoors, but snow and snow kept falling, and sprinkled somewhere on the ground.

Yuanqi Whale sat there, all the snow fell on him, and dived in as much as possible without overflowing.

A clear breeze passed and Jing Jiu appeared in the side hall.

Ping Yongjia and A Piao were so happy that they immediately came to worship, and immediately thought of the vision of last night, I wondered what to say to comfort them.

Jing Jiu walked in front of Yuan Qi Whale deeply and made a solemn ceremony, very solemn.

Yuan Qi Whale closed his eyes and ignored him.

It stands to reason that this is extremely rude and should not happen to this Qingshan sword law.

Gu Qing only reacted at this time, and hurried to Master, preparing to report the events that happened during the year at the fastest speed, and Jing Jiu waved them.

He went to the hall and all the ministers, including the Emperor of God, knelt collectively.

Yesterday's vision of the heavens and the earth, almost the entire Chaotian continent was seen.

The early morning of Ohara Castle arrived early.

It should be late at night, but it is full of morning light, and the sun rises ahead of time.

No one knows what that means.

Why is he still so calm, like nothing happened?

"Who plays the piano best?" Jing Jiu asked.

The Hu Daxun who is best at playing chess is now almost a hundred years old, and said with a trembling voice: "I can play."

Jing Jiu said, "Play a song to listen."

At this time, there is still a mood to listen to the piano, and everyone feels weird.

The coldness is so incredible.

The eunuchs of the palace have their own precious guqin, and the scholar of Hu's school reconciled and played a song with thin fingers.

Jing Jiu said, "It's not as good as the piano I listened to yesterday."

The hall is very quiet.

No one knew what he meant or what he wanted to do.

Gu Qing looked at him, very worried.

"I learned a lot in just nine days. I thought it was a simple thing to live. Until now I found out that there are many things I can't learn, such as playing the piano, such as ..." Jing Ji paused for a while Then he said, "Like I don't cry."

"If He Zhan comes over, don't let him go north, if he insists on going back, let Qingshan protect him."

He told Gu Qing: "Send me home later."

Gu Qing suddenly became extremely disturbed.

Jing Jiu went to the stone steps in front of the temple, looked at the sky in the distance, and said, "It's really difficult."

After saying these two words, he closed his eyes and fell backwards.

His body landed on the ground without making much noise.

It was like a mountain crashing.

There were countless exclamations in the hall, and Jingyao rose up hurlyly, rushed to the stage, and was stopped by the **** sent by Hu Guifei.

Ping Yongjia and A Piao came to the stone steps at the fastest speed, and looked around vigilantly to isolate the ministers from the eunuchs.

Gu Qing knelt beside Jing Jiu, stretched out his trembling fingers, and touched his breath, and found that although extremely long and faint, he did not sever, and then confirmed that his sword was not scattered.

Fortunately, the most fearful thing did not happen.

Gu Qing collapsed a little, her legs softened, and she sat directly on the ground.

The argument in the hall gradually grew.

Gu Qing forcedly controlled his mind, lifted Jiu Jiu from the ground, went into the side hall, and prepared to put on the soft couch.

Ping Yongjia suddenly thought that the Emperor of God had walked on this soft couch last year.

Hu Guifei said to Gu Qing, "Go to my palace."

Gu Qing was silent for a while and nodded.

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The imperial city's alert has been raised to the highest level, and the flying slugs are constantly staggering in the sky.

According to the widow of the former emperor, Jing Jiu had the highest power of the Jing clan. His sudden coma would naturally cause great shocks and make people feel uneasy.

What people even don't understand is why he suddenly passed out.

Ping Yongjia and A Piao stood beside the couch with a look of helplessness.

Gu Qing stood at the window with a dignified expression.

Naturally, he would not place Master on Hu Guifei's bed. This is where he lived when he gave classes to Jing Yao.

Jing Jiu has been sleeping for three days and three nights, and still no sign of waking.

Gu Qing's mood is getting heavier and heavier, especially the thought that the letter to Qingshan has already been sent out, why hasn't anyone arrived?

At this time, the Royal City Array suddenly reacted, someone tried to break into the palace, was stopped, and was facing a confrontation with the Guardian Army.

Gu Qing saw some surprises and motioned to the Guardian Army to let him in.

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The invisible barrier in front of him suddenly disappeared, He Zhan raised an eyebrow slightly, broke into the imperial city without fear, came to the center of the square, and yelled, "Jing Jiu! Give me out!"

Three days ago, the vision of the heavens and the earth in the Great Plains was seen across the entire Chaotian continent. He was deep in the snowy field and saw the morning light.

The morning light is bright, but not dazzling, like those adventures from childhood to big, always so natural, but glorious.

Immediately afterwards, Xueyuan ushered in a magnificent and extinct knife light.

The sky is falling apart, neither the monsters of the snow country nor the practitioners of the human race can continue to stay.

He Zhan didn't want to stay.

When he was in Baotong Zen Academy that year, he had already guessed the identity of his aunt vaguely, so he became even more arrogant, dared to go to Liming Lake to kill, dared to enter the snowy field to kill monsters, and dared to scold the elders of those factions.

With her there, no one should be afraid of him.

Now she is gone.

He went to Ohara Castle as quickly as possible, and found nothing, and then came down to Chaoge City under the guidance of the three thousand teachers and teachers.

What happened to Chaoge City last year has spread to Chaotian Continent. Everyone knows the relationship between Jing Jiu and Lian March, and they know that they are leaving the Songge City to travel around the world.

Now she is dead and Jing Jiu is still alive.

Of course, He Zhan will come to discuss.

Whether you can beat it or not.

She is gone.

He was even more afraid.

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Gu Qing invited He Zhan into the temple.

All the anger, nervousness, and murderousness of He Zhan turned into solitude.

Jing Jiu was lying on the couch with his eyes closed, without any breath, as if he had become a dead thing.

"What's going on?" He asked tremblingly.

No one knows the reason. Yuan Qi Whale may know, but he also closed his eyes in the palace main hall and did not know when he woke up.

Gu Qing thought about Master ’s experience of sleeping in Guocheng Temple for several years, and said, “Maybe it ’s related to Xianqi.”

This is the most likely scenario.

Even Jingyang Zhenren and Lian March, if they want to overcome the advent of the immortals, have to pay a great price.

It is now that one person is awake and the other person has left the world.

He Zhan felt uncomfortable, but had nowhere to vent, yelled angrily, and then wept.

Looking at the aggrieved, crying like a dead father and mother orphan, Ping Yongjia and A Piao felt so strange, thinking why they were so sad.

He Zan crying just don't know.

No one knows his relationship with Shui Yuezhang and Lian March.

Gu Qing had Jing Jingji's explanation, and he vaguely guessed something, patted him on the shoulder, and expressed comfort.

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He Zhan did not stop in Chaoge City, and left that night. According to him, Cao Sheng Cao Yuan was fighting the Queen in the snow field at the worst time in 200 years, and he had to rush back to Baicheng to stare.

Jing Jiu didn't wake up, Gu Qing naturally had to do what he told him to do and send him home.

The question is, where is his home?

In principle ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He is the uncle of the Emperor. He grew up in the palace since he was a child. Of course, this is his home, but Gu Qing always thinks he does not mean that, otherwise why add this sentence ?

"Master spent countless times longer in Qingshan than in the imperial palace. For him, it is home." Ping Yongjia said, scratching her head.

Gu Qing said, "Even if Master meant that, he couldn't return to Qingshan."

The Qingshan is too far away, and Yuan Riding Whale is in Chaoge City. Now it is the subject of Fang Jingtian, and Jiu Jiu, who is not awake, is sent back to Qingshan or Yunji Town ... that is too dangerous.

"Is it possible that the real person is talking about the Taichang Temple Well?" Hu Guifei asked.

Gu Qing and Ping Yongjia and A Piao looked at each other, and their thoughts seemed to make some sense.

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Jingyang's home may be the imperial palace and Qingshan, but Jing Jiu's home is of course the well house not far from Taichang Temple.

The black eaves of Taichang Temple are covered with gray, not as agile and spiritual as in the past, but it is no longer so scary.

Gu Qing and others returned Jingjiu to Jingzhai's house in the evening, and someone came.

The sunset is extremely colorful, like blood.

Zhao Layue stood under the Begonia tree, watching Jing Jiu, who was awake in the study, silent.

When Firth sword came out, the begonia tree was cut into pieces, and the twilight light entered the window, making Jing Jiu's face more clear.

The debris of trees and flowers fell with the wind, and none could fall on her.

The breeze gently moved the black hair on her shoulder.

After hearing about Chaoge City last year, she started to accumulate hair, and she was about to reach the waist.

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