The Path Toward Heaven

Tian Guangfeng's main sword is the town school sword of Qingshan Sect.

This sword has long been lost. The so-called Chengtian sword is just a scabbard.

There is no doubt that this is the biggest secret of Qingshan Sect, no one knows except the Lord of Jiufeng.

Zhao Layue didn't know it yet, because she walked too abruptly, or it was intentional, and she didn't know many secrets of Qingshan.

Aoyama disciples certainly didn't know this.

Outsiders in Nansongting, Beihemen and other places are still most concerned about when they will be able to embrace the realm of God and become insiders.

The sword-washing disciples by the river are most concerned about which peak teacher they will see at the upcoming Cheng Jian conference.

The most important thing for the disciples of Cheng Jian between the peaks is, of course, the test of the sword once every few years. What kind of ranking can they get and whether they can get the qualification to participate in the Plum Society.

There were more than forty disciples who participated in the Cheng Jian conference. Among them, more than ten disciples from Nansong Pavilion received the most attention.

Zhao Layue was born in Nansong Pavilion, and Liu was ten years old.

In less than ten years, Nansongting has produced two natural Taoist species, but their evaluation and treatment in Jiufeng, Qingshan are completely different.

The disciples of Qingshan mentioned that when Liu was ten years old, the name was no longer full of admiration, full of shame and disappointment, and occasionally some sympathy, and more of it was anger.

When they mentioned Zhao Layue's name, they were more excited and admired than ever.

幺 松杉 and Lin Yingliang finally brought back the news of Yunyou, the two-year-old master of God's End.

Until this time, the people of Jiufeng in Qingshan did not know where Zhao Layue had gone and what he had done in the past two years.

Kill monsters all the way and remove magic!

Regardless of the evil animal that you are raising, or the benefactor of a concubine, if you do evil, you will be killed with a sword!

Listening to these stories, how could disciples Aoyama be proud and honorable.

What most delighted the disciples of Qingshan was what happened at the Four Sea Banquet.

The Xihai Sword School has acted quite arrogantly over the years with sword gods, and it is very displeasing to Qingshan disciples.

Zhao Layue was killed in the temple at the Four Sea Banquet. To the disciples of Qingshan, it was the face of the Xihai Sword School, so happy.

The news of Jing Jiu's appointment with Zhongzhou for the May Fair was also very wide, but even Qingshan's colleagues were not optimistic about him ...

Because his opponent may be Zhongzhou sent Tong Yan, the world's first recognized chess player.

Some disciples who did not know the situation at the time even developed some dissatisfaction, thinking that if he lost to the other party at that time, wouldn't it mean that Qingshan was overwhelmed by the Zhongzhou faction?

One afternoon, disciples of sword-washing ended their homework for a long time and came to the bank for a short break, taking advantage of spring day to discuss something.

The meeting of Cheng Jian was about to begin. The topic that the disciples talked about the most was naturally when Zhao Layue returned and whether she would recruit disciples this time.

Suddenly a white cloud floated in the clear blue sky, the atmosphere between the heavens and the earth changed slightly.

A flying sword rushed across the sky, drawing a straight red line.

The brook was suddenly quiet, and then it was loud.

Meili, Lin Wuzhi, Gu Han and others heard the Xijian Pavilion and looked up at the sky with different expressions.

Someone shouted in surprise: "Sister Layue is back!"

"It's Uncle Layue!" Some disciples quickly corrected.

"The Furth Sword is redder, like blood."

"What are you afraid of? A sword from Aoyama is bound to stain blood. Uncle Layue kills monsters and demon all the way, of course, the fairy sword is even more red."

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The blood-red sword light converged on the peak, a sound of ape sounded in the woods between the cliffs, and then the sound of friction sounded. It was thought that the apes were coming to meet each other.

The monkeys showed great enthusiasm for the return of their masters and revealed that they missed them very much.

Jing Jiu felt a little irritable, thinking how these monkeys became more and more like those of Shiyuefeng.

Zhao Layue went to Dongfu to bathe and change clothes.

Jing Jiu's first thing was to move out of the bamboo chair and lie down.

He hasn't even slept much this year without this deck chair.

In addition to the bamboo chair, he also forgot to take away the porcelain plate, which was already taken out at this time.

Zhao Layue wiped his slightly wet hair out of Dongfu, and saw Jing Jiu lying on a chair, holding a grain of sand in his hand, and staring at the porcelain plate in a daze.

This picture has really not been seen for a long time.

A smile flashed in her eyes.

The gravel on the porcelain plate has covered almost half of the area.

She remembered very clearly that when she was on the shore of Xijian Cliff, it should be one third.

Judging from time, it should be more difficult for Jing Jiu to do this.

It is because of the porcelain plate and gravel that she firmly believes that chess is the simplest thing in the world for Jing Jiu.

Even Tong Yan cannot be his opponent.

Thinking about this, there were rushing footsteps between the cliffs.

Gu Qing came to the summit at the fastest speed, too late to salute, and looked directly at Jing Jiu and said, "Meihui?"

Jing Jiu said.

Gu Qing's expression changed slightly, and he asked, "Tong Yan?"

Zhao Layue said, "If he goes."

Gu Qing stood on the edge of the cliff and thought about it for a while, and said to Jing Jiu, "It's going to win."

Affected by Jing Jiu, his words are now less and less, somehow why the monkeys between the peaks have not changed at all.

Jing Jiu turned his head to Zhao Layue and said, "Look, his mood is really peaceful, stronger than you and ten years old."

Gu Qing heard him praise him for being stronger than Zhao Layue. He was a bit uncomfortable. Thinking of Liu as ten years old in his words, he said seriously: "He is having a hard time. I went to see it once, and he went again. You do n’t want to see me, I think there is something wrong with his mentality, you should check it out. ”

Jing Jiu did not answer.

Zhao Layue said, "Are you sure he won't be wrong?"

Jing Jiu dropped the grain of sand between his fingers and said, "I can only be sure that this is his own choice."

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On the fourth day when the two returned to Qingshan, the Cheng Jian Conference began.

The end of Xijianxi should be arranged in the same way as it was three years ago. It should be because the factions are preparing for the plum festival. There are fewer guests who come to observe the ceremony. Guocheng Temple did not come, and Osawa did not come. People, the little girl of Suspense Bell did not come.

Strangely, the Fengdaojiao, who has a general relationship with the Aoyama Sect, sent another messenger after the last time.

Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu's appearance attracted countless sights.

They also participated in the Cheng Jian Conference three years ago, but it was on the bank of a river at the time, and on the cliff today.

At that time they were disciples who were preparing to inherit the sword. Now they are disciples who are preparing to select the sword.

Speaking of the rapid rise of status, looking at Qingshan for tens of thousands of years, such a situation is very rare.

This, of course, has a direct relationship with Jingyang's real ascension ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Looking at Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu, many disciples of Qingshan are even second-generation teachers. It is inevitable that they are envious, even jealous, but they know that they have no Years ago, Zhao Layue's courage did not have the ability to reach the end of God's Peak, so those who were jealous and unwilling fell on Jing Jiu.

Except for a few people, no one knew what exactly happened that night.

Jing Jiu didn't deal with anyone. Naturally, he had no chance to explain, and he also liked it.

Zhao Layue understood his intentions and naturally wouldn't say anything, and she basically did not see anyone like Jing Jiu.

A disciple at the bank suddenly said, "Look, is he still carrying that iron sword?"

"The sword left by Uncle Mo is wide and straight. I can't read it wrong."

"What's going on? Isn't he in a state of incompetence?"

(End of this chapter)