The Path Toward Heaven

腊 Zhao Layue stretched out his right hand.

Kusui Jiu reached out his left hand.

Hold it.

Wind blows.

Feijian broke through.

A hollow appeared between the clouds and mist, and then gradually closed.

A red line, if any, remained in the air, exuding a slight **** smell.

The two did not say goodbye to the crowd, or even said a word to the Western King and Sun, which seemed a little rude. It ’s just that there are too many things happening today, and people ’s hearts are still shocking. They do n’t even think of going here. People who occasionally think of it, even think that it ’s the only way to do that, which is in line with the impression left by the goddess girl.

I watched the red line that was gradually disappearing into the sea breeze, and murmured to the evening book, "Is this the Furth sword left by a real person?"

When I said this, he was a little emotional, with a look of admiration and longing on his clean face.

Langzhongzhou school has more talented disciples. He is just one of them. He knows that the number of talented people in the world is inexhaustible.

What kind of character can be called a true genius? Only time will tell.

Countless former genius figures, because they were blocked at a barrier of practice, disappeared into the crowd until they disappeared. Such things happened too much in the practice world.

Who is the true genius for hundreds of years? Of course, the one who walked the farthest.

For thousands of years, there has been only one ascendant in the rising continent, and that is Jingyang.

The more a genius like Xiang Wanshu, the more I know how amazing Jingyang is.

He often mentioned that Zhao Layue had inherited the true inheritance of Jingyang, not to mention him, but his brother Tong Yan also had a bit of envy.

At this time, the young monk at Guocheng Temple came to the old monk, pointed to his mouth, and whined twice, looking a little anxious.

Some people find it strange, thinking that this is a dumb man, who is familiar with Guocheng Temple has already guessed that young monks are practicing closed mantras.

The young monk is asking: The two Aoyama friends have already left, do I still have to practice mantras?

The old monk said, "Okay."

The young monk was relieved, looking at the red line in the sky that was about to disappear, and said aloud.

His voice is very loud, like the evening bell of an ancient temple, ringing through Yuntai.

"Come with interest, come back with interest, and sure enough the fairy style ..."

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"Xianjia style? I'm afraid it's the magic way, the mainland is about to usher in another scourge ..."

She stood in the city of Haizhou and looked at the light from Jian Guang and magic weapon scattered towards the sky. Shi Fengchen said a word without expression.

The subordinates didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. I thought that the arrested murderer actually caught the big man of Qingshan Sect today. Qingtian Division really lost his face. It ’s meaningless for you to say even more things like this. Li Min thinks Qingshan Xianshi is the devil?

Shi Fengchen did not explain. He said this because, in his opinion, Zhao Layue is very much like a big thing in the practice world many years ago.

大 That big thing has traveled the world, advocating killing to stop evil, and there are more people who die under his sword than even those killed in March.

最终 But in the end, that big thing fell into the demon path, and it became the biggest scourge of the practice world.

事情 This matter is a real secret. Basically nobody in the practice world knows it, and not even many people in the Aoyama Sect know it.

He happened to know the secret from the former director of Qingtian Division by chance.

He has made up his mind to use all the contacts and resources of the first half of his life after returning to Chaoge City, and strive for the opportunity to enter the palace.

If He can see Tianyan, he must find a way to let His Majesty associate Zhao Layue with the scourge of that year.

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Qingshan Jiufeng, Shangde Peak is the coldest, Yunxing Peak is the most dangerous, Shenmo Peak is the loneliest, and Tianguang Peak is the highest.

In the early spring season, all things revived. The trees on Tianguang Peak were already lush. Looking around, there was a pleasant greenness, which was very seductive.

A tall figure stood on the cliffside and looked at such a landscape, but the breath exuded was a little embarrassing.

"He's really alive, has he ever found you?"

The person he spoke to was not a human, but a long-haired white cat.

The white ghost, one of the 24 guardians, left Bihu Peak today for some reason and came here.

There is a monument at the top of Tianguang Peak, which is held by a stone turtle.

The stone tortoise is very large and has a size of ten feet.

The white ghost squatted on the top of the stone tortoise, looking a little small in comparison.

It ignored the person's words, kept licking the hair, then washed his face, very seriously.

——The word to be transmitted has already been brought. As for why your uncle and nephew deliberately pretend not to know, it is not my business.

Bai Gui has a strong curiosity about many things, and there is a saying in Qingshan.

The question is another proverb, it remembers more clearly-curiosity kills cats.

"This thing was not arranged by me, but I knew it and supported it. Aoyama repairs the sword, so he has to make a sword, and the two forgetful peaks are there. The blood of the younger generation cannot be cooled because of us. I know he is here What do I worry about, but I believe that a generation is better than a generation, and what Master and him can't do is not necessarily impossible for current children. "

The white ghost did not stop washing his face, but his gaze fell on the figure through the lightning-struck front claws.

Looking at the other person's back, it produced a strong impulse. Would you like to try a sneak attack?

I was like that night at Bihu Peak two years ago, this temptation is really too strong.

Finally, the white ghost gave up the idea because it knew it could not beat the other party.

This annoyed the white ghost, stopped washing his face, and stretched his claws to the top of the stone turtle.

As a defender of Qingshan Mountain, how terrible it is, its sharp claws are countless times stronger than most flying swords.

When he was at the top of Bihu Peak, he scratched his claws and flew Jing Jiu directly into the lake hundreds of feet away, which he sustained for half a year.

It is obvious that this scratch has no retention force, wouldn't the stone turtle break into powder directly?

This picture didn't happen.

The ocher tortoise was not broken, nor cracked, and there were no traces, not even a white seal.

There is an ancient and long-lasting breath at the top of the cliff.

The stone turtle slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were a little dazed, and he didn't seem to know what happened.

It turned out to be a living creature.

The man turned around. UU reading book www.uukanshu.com was tall, with quiet eyes and unpredictable breath. It was the head of Qingshan.

"Where did Yuan Gui offend you again? You have to sleep well, you have to wake it up."

Bai Gui's claw can open a mountain and a broken lake, and let Shen Mofeng listen to the well for six months, but at this time, he can only wake up the stone turtle.

But it's not awkward.

As a companion who has lived in Qingshan for thousands of years, of course, the white ghost knows that the other person is thick and thick and will not be injured at all.

Because the other side is also guarded by Qingshan-Yuan Gui.

"You are not embarrassed, but my head of Qingshan doesn't even have a sword, is it a bit embarrassing?"

The head looked at the stone monument where the tortoise was holding, and said, "Anyway, he is coming back. If he really wants to stop this, just change it."

The stele is very wide, straight, and large, like a hill cut off by people, with a smooth surface and no words.

A sword is inserted at the highest point of the stone stele, just like a young girl with a small pin on top of her head.

Is that the legendary Chengtian sword?

But if you look closely, you can see that the sword ... has no hilt and is empty in the middle.

Xi Chengtian sword is actually not a sword, but a scabbard!

A scabbard is actually named Chengtian, so what kind of sword was contained in it?

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