The Path Toward Heaven

The middle-aged practitioner is called Lv Shi, who came from the third peak of Qingshan Mountain, Defeng, and now he is committed to the state of perfection. Because of the two times before and after the impact of the Wuchang state, he had to stop temporarily, and now he is in office. The teacher of Nansong Pavilion is responsible for the cultivation of new students.

He did not need to come out to recruit disciples in his own capacity, but in recent years Nan Songting's disciples have very ordinary qualifications, which are far worse than elsewhere, which has put him under great pressure.

Now he doesn't expect what kind of great things he can do, but only to bring out a few good disciples, or to get the master's reward for the elixir, and then he will finally have a shock.

When he heard the news from somewhere in Jiufeng, this remote small village was worth a visit and soon came.

He was hiding among the green trees, observing the teenage boy, and found that there was no error in the news. Even if he only looked at it from a distance, he could feel that the other party was good.

When he swept across with sword knowledge, it was even more surprising-the little boy was born with a natural way!

These beautiful jade materials, not to mention the surrounding areas of Daqingshan, even those prosperous counties, even the Chaoge City, I am afraid that it will take only a few years to show up. Where can Lu Shi care about scaring the child? Appeared directly from the night, but before he had time to say anything, he was attracted by another thing.

The little boy was frightened and hid behind a teenager in white.

The reason why he was alarmed was that when he observed the little boy from a distance, he didn't find the boy's existence.

The other is sitting on a lounger by the pool.

For the first time, his sword consciousness fell on the young man in white, but he was surprised that the other person was just a mortal who had never practiced, and there was no Tao in his body.

He was even more surprised when his sight fell on the boy's face in white.

He has never seen such a beautiful boy in the practice world for many years.

Don't say that the family disciples in Chaoge, even the sisters on Qing Rongfeng, cannot be compared with the famous and beautiful female disciples in Shuiyueyuan.

The practice world has always believed in a truth: the extreme is extraordinary.

Regardless of being tall, short, fat, thin, or anything else, as long as it is special enough, its person must be unusual.

A simpler statement is: there must be demon in the extreme.

As for the word “beauty”, it has always been admired by practitioners. Whether it is the green pines on the cliff or the flying sword of light, as long as it is extremely beautiful, it must have extraordinary connotations.

Looking at the beautiful face of the boy in white, how can Lu Shi not be indifferent and strengthen his sword knowledge to check it again and find that he is naive and not to mention the existence of Tao.

The boy in white is much older than the boy, but his Taoism is far worse, and his natural qualifications are farther apart.

Master Lu Lu felt regretful and stopped looking at the boy and looked at Liu ten years old. He asked, "Do you know my identity?"

Tamarix was ten-year-old scared by this stranger who suddenly appeared. He didn't dare to show his head. Listening to questions, where did he dare to open his mouth, but just clutching Jing Jiu's sleeve tightly.

From the clothing and back sword method of this middle-aged practitioner, Kusui Jiu found that the other party should be a third-generation disciple, and his realm is far from Wuchang State, but he doesn't know his name.

It's natural.

There are thousands of disciples from the inside and outside of Qingshan Zong, who can recognize everyone except the old men on Shang Defeng and the women from the past.

"Nothing," Jing Jiu said.

I don't know why. After listening to this sentence, Liu felt relieved a lot when he was ten years old, but still a little nervous. He stood up and looked at the middle-aged practitioner, and said slightly, "Did you ..."

Master Lu Lu said with a gentle expression: "Yes, I am a Taoist in Qingshan, which is what you call a fairy."

Listening to the word "Immortal Master", Liu ten years old subconsciously glanced at Jiujiu.

Master Lu thought he was too nervous, smiled slightly, and said, "You can call me Master Lu."

At the ten-year-old anxiety, Tamariu said, "Master Lu ... what are you doing here?"

"Let me ask you, would you like to build a avenue for longevity?"

Listening to these words, Jing Jiu was a little bit emotional, thinking that after so many years, it was still the same sentence, not even a word.

Tamarix stood still for a long time at the age of ten before waking up, stuttering, "... naturally ... willing, but ..."

The humble village boy in the weekdays was taken away by the immortal master of Qingshan Mountain. This is the most beautiful story in countless generations in the mountain village. He grew up listening to these stories from a young age, and the whole person was stupid. Where did he get the objection, just like what he said, just ...

He looked towards the courtyard, hesitant and struggling on the young face.

Instead of being angry, Master Lu Lu was more comforted: "Although monasticism is extraordinary, we are not monks, and we can do it, so naturally we will not sever heaven."

At twelve years old, Tamarix said, "Really?"

Mr. Lu said with a smile, "I will speak with your parents later, and I will also give you time to return to visit your relatives in the future. If you cannot enter the house in the future, you will need to handle the secular world affairs. I want to take care of my hometown, it ’s just a hand ... but I do n’t think you will have that kind of opportunity. "

Obviously, he is very optimistic about Liu's ten-year-old talent qualifications and firmly believes it.

Tamarix looks ten years old at the age of nine.

Master Lu Lu was somewhat surprised.

Kusui Jiu stood up and said, "Go wherever you want."

Tamarix was ten years old with a happy face and said, "Yes, son."

Master Lu's accident turned to surprise.

Why is there such a beautiful male brother in such a remote small village?

看着 He looked at Jing Jiu and suddenly said, "How about you? Would you like to follow me for longevity?"

Uh ...

Uh ...

Across the wall, the conversation and crying of the Lius came from time to time. It was just that they remembered the reminder of Xianshi and did not dare to alarm the village, so they kept their voices very low.

Kusui Jiu sat by the window, watching the stars in the night sky, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

The guy named Lu Shi will come tomorrow morning to bring Liu to his tenth birthday ... and he will go to Qingshan Sect.

Tamarix is ​​packing at the age of ten. He is a very hardworking child, but this is the first time he has packed his luggage. But the bewilderment on the small face was not because of this reason, but because he had received too much mental shock and had not yet fully woke up. Perhaps because of this, he did not expect the fact that Jing Jiu was not an immortal master.

"Is that all right ..."

The little boy still stuttered: "That fairy master doesn't need time to look at my ... morality?"

Kusui Jiu looked at the starry sky outside the window and said, "Heart."

Tamarix said at the age of ten, "Yes, that's the word."

Kusui Jiu said: "Of course, this kind of thing only depends on talent, and the mind changes with time. How do you think? Besides, do you really think that benevolent is invincible?

Tamaris felt her head when she was ten years old and said, "Isn't it? That's what it says in the book."

Kusui Jiu did not turn around and said, "Of course not, invincible is invincible."

At the age of ten, Yanliu couldn't understand this sentence, looking at his back, but suddenly felt a feeling of loneliness.

Uh ...

Uh ...

In the early morning, the sky is bright and the sun is still far beyond the peaks. I don't know when I can get up.

Here comes Master Lu.

The Tamariu family sent Liu to the hospital when he was ten years old, silently wiping tears, some sad, more happy.

The sound of lame footsteps sounded, Jing Jiu came out of the room, the morning breeze flicked the white clothes, his hands were empty, and he took nothing.

Looking at this picture, the Lius can't help but remember that when he walked to the entrance of the village a year ago, he seemed to be like this.

Tamarix mother glanced at her father, and she stopped talking.

Father Tamariu gave her a warning look and respectfully said, "Son, would you like to bring something suitable for the road? Ten years old can carry his back."

Kusui Jiu ignored it and walked outside with his hands on his back.

Master Lu Lu looked at the scene outside the hospital, frowning slightly.

No one knows that in the water tank behind the chamber, there is half a pale cyan tincture, which is slowly melting until it dissipates in the water and can no longer be seen.

Master Lu Lu took Jing Jiu and Liu into the morning mist with ten years old, and soon disappeared.

Tamarix father Tamarix walked back to the hospital with tears in her eyes, suddenly didn't know what to do, and stood for a long while, then got up and started cleaning the courtyard, cooking water.

Whether it is porridge or coarse leaf tea, the water in the tank is of course used.

Until then, Mother Liu didn't find anything missing in the room.

The bamboo chair is gone.

Uh ...

Uh ...

I don't know why, UU reading www. Uukanshu.com Lu Shi didn't choose Yu Jian to fly back to Qingshan Sect, but walked.

Tauliu was of course ten years old because he never thought that anyone in the world could control his sword.

Kusui Jiu knew very well that the three generations of disciples of Qingshan Sect were now committed to the state of perfection, and could reasonably control the sword and walk freely, even if it was not too difficult to bring two people.

Why does this person insist on walking? Worried that the sight of the flying sword by other monks will cause trouble?

Kusui Jiu didn't understand, and when he wanted to come, although the Qingshan Sect is not as good as the current generation, it is not so.

Laoshan Village is no more than a hundred miles away from the Qingshan Zongshan Gate. The disciples of Qingshan Zong need to be so cautious in such a place, which is completely cowardly.

Master Lu Lu didn't know what Jing Jiu was thinking, and led a young man, a young man, and a young man to the misty peaks, silent and low-key.

On the third day, through a thick fog, the vision suddenly became clear.

Countless green peaks appear in front of the eyes, some are beautiful, some are steep, and some mountain peaks have smooth walls like mirrors, which are completely impossible to climb, but there are smoke on the peaks.

The legendary Qingshan Jiufeng is among them?

Tamarix was amazed at the age of ten, but Jing Jiu didn't look at it.

The three men walked along the mountain paved with bluestone to the peaks, and soon saw a stone gate.

The style of Yanshimen is simple. It is covered with moss and has its own ancient meaning. The characters Nansong Pavilion can be seen on the horizontal plaque.

Here is the Nanshan Gate of Qingshan Sect.

When she saw this mountain gate, Lu Shi's face showed a smile, and she was obviously relaxed a lot.

Sheshanmen is quiet, and the sound of birds in the dense forest is not annoying.

There is a wooden table under the Laoshan Gate, with pen and paper on the table, and a man in a gray sword robe lies on the table and sleeps.