The Path Toward Heaven

In the following days, two more people visited Zhao Yuan.

Like Yi Maozhai, they all vaguely guessed that Jing Jiu had a certain say in this matter, at least he knew.

Because of the anger of Zenzi, Guocheng Temple cut off contact with Qingshan, so he came from the abbot of Jingjue Temple.

Jingjiu felt that it was completely undressed and in the rain. In addition, who knows that Jingjue Temple came from Moqiu from abbot to incense monk?

He didn't wait for the abbot to say, "It's not a look."

The abbot of Jingjue Temple left in disappointment.

The wind knife instructor who came at the end was very respectful to Jing Jiu and should have received the command of the sword master.

It seems that Cao Yuan saw the truth of that sword.

Jing Jiu thought so, and said, "Not Fang Jingtian."

The wind knife taught the messenger to leave with satisfaction.

Autumn soon passed, and as soon as Chaoge City entered the lunar month, it ushered in a snow.

Winter is here, can spring be far behind?

This is really sentimental.

In the snow and wind, Jing Jiu thought about it like this, rose up with his sword, and took Gu Qing back to Qingshan.

Chaoge City is snowing, and Tiannan is snowing.

Qingshan Jiufeng is as quiet as when he left, and so is Shenmo Peak.

At such times in previous years, Nan Wang would ask Liu Ci to open a passage in the Qingshan large array to welcome Chu Xue in.

This year she is still in retreat, Liu Ci is not there, naturally there is no snow.

Jing Jiu sat on the edge of the cliff, stepping on the sea of ​​clouds with his feet, looking at the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

The white cat lay beside him, looking very honest.

Han Chan squatted beside him, more honest.

Gu Qing stood behind him, looking at the still green peaks, and suddenly said, "It's going to rain?"

Obviously it's snowy outside now, but he asked about rain.

This is the rain that the whole continent is most concerned about, and it is the rain most people look forward to.

Jing Jiu said quietly.

Gu Qing was silent.

He was present when Jing Jiu rejected the two names in Zhao Yuan.

Even Fang Jingtian could not be the next head, so who would it be?

Jingjiu said, "What do you think?"

Gu Qing remembered years ago.

It was a snowy day that day, and Jing Jiu spoke to him on this cliff.

-You are the person to be in charge.

Thinking of this matter, no matter how calm Gu Gu's temperament was, he couldn't help laughing.

Not a proud giggle, but a ridiculous bitter grin.

How could he be in charge?

If this happened, without the hands of those uncles and uncles in the peak, he himself jumped into the sea of ​​clouds under the cliff, pursuing a sense of purity and peace of mind.

"If Yuan Shibo succeeds the head, it is indeed the best thing for us."

Gu Qing thought that Master thought so and felt that this was the best choice.

The relationship between God's End Peak and Tianguang Peak and Liang Wangfeng has always been bad. For example, Bai Rujing, such as Jian Ruyun, and his elder brother Gu Han, only Zhuo Rusui is a special case.

If Yuan Riding Whale is in charge, Tianguangfeng will be suppressed, and there is no need to mind the matter of God's End.

Most importantly, Yuan Riding Whale can continue to calm Fang Jingtian.

In the Battle of Yuntai that year, the strong men of Qingshan came out, and Fang Jingtian stood in the vanity and looked at God's End Peak.

Gu Qing certainly won't forget that picture.

Jing Jiu ended Gu Qing's reasoning and the beautiful imagination of the future with just one sentence.

"Yuan rides the whale."

It may be because Tianguangfeng and Shangdefeng have been arguing for too many years. Yuanqi's whale ride is the most important thing. The unwillingness of Qingshan to cause civil unrest may be other reasons.

In short he was unwilling.

Gu Qingzhang stopped, and said after a while: "It can only be a Guangyuan real person. He has a high level and can convince the public, but he is worried that it will cause some other problems."

What this is saying is that a real person in Guangyuan stopped Bu Qiuxiao in the West China Sea and let the real person in Taiping escape.

Jing Jiu did not care what Gu Qing said, and said to himself, "Serve the public."

Looking at the charming Qingshan, he touched his face and firmed his thoughts again.

He closed his eyes and started meditating.

Ada gave him a glance, thinking that he would have more respect for him in the future.

So it didn't jump to Jingjiu.

Han Chan didn't know what was happening. She took a couple of puddles while holding Han chalcedony, then fell backwards, closed her eyes, raised the four arm limbs in front, and began to absorb the heaven and earth aura.

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Day and night rotate, the light and shadow change, the seasons alternate, the outside spring is getting deeper, and the green hills are gradually waking up.

Guangyuan's real exit, Fuwang exit, and South forget to exit ... More and more people are going out of the gate. Whether this is their own induction in the meditation, or why, no one knows.

There were more and more people waking up, and there was still no noise in Qingshan, and it was extremely quiet.

Jing Jiu opened his eyes and looked at the end of the sky over the sea of ​​clouds.

Zhao Layue, Yuan Qu, Ping Yongjia, and Han Chan have all woken up and stood behind Gu Qing waiting for him.

Jing Jiu stood up and said, "Let's go."

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Tianguang Peak is the highest.

Today, the sunlight at the peak is still strong, but it is only deprived of glory by the sword lights that have come one after another.

When Jing Jiu and others came to the peak, the rest of the people in Zhufeng arrived.

Sword law Yuan rides a whale, Xing Yunfeng master ambush, Qing Rongfeng master south forgets, Shiyuefeng master Guangyuan real person, Bihufeng master is formed by the sky, God end peak is master Zhao Layue.

Liang Wangfeng has not set a peak master these years, that is, except for the former peak master Fang Tiantian who closed the retreat at Yinfeng, all the great figures of Qingshan have arrived.

Of course, that person is not here.

This is the most comprehensive visit of the Qingshan sect for many years. In the past, even in Qingshan discussions, they often consulted with swords and rarely attended the scene in person.

Gu Qing took Yuan Qu and Ping Yongjia to the cliff.

Those who passed Nanshan, Zhuo Rusui, Gu Han, and other ordinary elders and disciples in Zhufeng were all over there.

The elders of Tianguang Peak, such as Mochi and Bai Rujing, stood slightly behind the peak.

Countless sights fell on Jing Jiu's body, because he did not move, still standing in place, right next to Zhao Layue.

Only six peak owners are eligible to stand on the summit. Why do you stand there?

Bai Rujing's face was a bit ugly, and Jian Ruyun's eyes were slightly cold. Gu Han raised an eyebrow, and some discussion rang out from the peak. The problem is that the most severe sword law Yuan Riding Whale did not speak, and the most temperamental Nan forget did not speak. Hundreds of Qingshan elders and disciples between the cliffs were silent when they thought of the rumor.

Yuan Riding Whale waved.

Castle Peak opened a passage.

Everyone looked over there.

A black line came from the edge of the sky without any power, so it quietly passed through the peaks to the top of the sky.

A squeak.

Cheng Tian's scabbard was inserted into the stele and returned to its original place.

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Below the stele.

Yuan Gui slowly opened his eyes, and his old, muddy eyes showed a faint nostalgia.

It sent away the head of Qingshan for many generations.

This is different after all.

Ada did not know when to get out of Jing Jiu's sleeve, squatted on the ground and looked at the scabbard on the stone monument, showing a rare quietness.

On the bottom of the German peak, the corpse dog slowly raised his head, looking at the deepest part of the sky, deep in his warm eyes, and more sadness.

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Yi Mao Zhai is at the deepest part of the Qianli corridor.

Liu was ten years old practicing calligraphy with Guancheng pen. This was the lesson Bu Qiuxiao gave him. After several years of practice, his strokes were already proficient.

The sword bracelet on his wrist suddenly shook.

Liu ten years old embraced the idea of ​​Fuji sword, got up and walked to the window, looked in the direction of Qingshan, only to find the wind.

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Thousands of miles of corridors.

Wind lasts for thousands of years.

The wind at the entrance is relatively small, so there are still some buildings there, some mortals live, but business is not good.

Xiao He sat by the window, holding his jaw, and looked bored for a few days, feeling bored.

Suddenly, she saw a scene, her face suddenly pale.

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A carriage came from the hills.

Yin Feng stood on the roof of the car to face the wind, and the feathers were slightly chaotic, just like it felt at this moment.

Xuanyin's ancestor was sitting on the cymbal, and his thin hair was made more messy by the strong wind.

A melodious flute came out of the carriage.

It's not Lullaby, or feathering into a fairy song, but a very ordinary Huangmei minor.

Only the person in the carriage and Jing Jiu knew that Liu Ci was from Huangmei Town.

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All empty swords.

Back to the sword.

The tide comes to the sword.

Firth sword.

The Fuji sword that is far away from the gallery.

Hundreds of flying swords in the sky.

And that sword.

All swords were silently facing the scabbard on the stele.

Disciples of Qingshan bowed to the ground, and said in unison: "Greetings to the head, sword to Qingshan!"

Suddenly the spring rain fell, wet the stone monument, moistened everything and was silent.