The Path Toward Heaven

A Piao's state of repair is slightly worse. Some people who are burned can't speak, and can only give thumbs up to Liu ten years old.

Ping Yongjia said with admiration and admiration all over her face: "It's worthy of being a master, the sword is so good."

Yuan Qu suddenly thought that many, many, many, many years ago, after the sword test conference, he had discussed with Gu Qing the ordering of the end of God's Peak, and took a subconscious look at Gu Qing.

Gu Qing looked as usual, as if he hadn't heard Ping Yongjia's words, Yuan Qu was still a little uneasy. After eating some meat, he put down his chopsticks and walked towards the edge of the cliff.

When he came to the bamboo chair, he squatted down and said softly, "According to the door regulations, on the day of the ceremony, you need to take out the Chengtian sword and accept the worship of all Qingshan disciples. Look ..."

Gu Qing said this when he returned from Chaoge City.

Whoever has Cheng Tianjian is the head of Qingshan. This is the original word that Jingjiu used to block Fang Jingtian. Whether it is because of the door rule or this sentence, Cheng Tianjian always wants to be alive.

Jingjiu touched Ada and said, "Just do it."

Ada closed her eyes and hugged Han Chan tightly, as if she was asleep, but did not hear the words.

It didn't take long for the hot pot to be eaten. Shiyuefeng's disciples came to clean up the mess, and at the same time brought an elder of Shiyuefeng and several young disciples of Qing Rongfeng.

The elder Shiyuefeng said to Jingjiu respectfully: "The real person in charge, your dress has been made. Could you try it on?"

The young disciples of Qing Rongfeng suppressed the tension and curiosity and excitement, and bowed down holding the Chinese clothes in their hands.

Jing Jiu did not expect to be so troublesome to be the head of Qingshan. He glanced at Yuan Qu.

Yuan Qu quickly explained: "At that time, more than a hundred years ago, Liu Ci really died less than ten years ago, and everything was simplified according to the rules. Today ..."

It was also very troublesome and boring to listen to the explanation of the Qingshan gate gauge. At that time, Jing Jiu did not want to see Yuan Riding Whale. There were reasons for this. He stood up from the bamboo chair and said to the elder Shiyuefeng helplessly "Hurry up."

Looking at the stone gate of Dongfu slowly closing, Zhuo Rusui and others looked at each other and almost laughed out loud.

Liu was ten years old and wiped his sleeve with a fuji sword, then clasped it on his wrist, turning it into a sword rope again.

If you put it in the past, today Fuji sword was used to cut so much meat and was not carefully cleaned, it will inevitably be extremely annoyed and shake, but today it may be because it is too close to Jingjiu and looks extremely honest.

Liu was ten years old, walked to the cliff, and stood beside Zhao Layue.

Zhao Layue glanced at him and said nothing.

In the past one hundred years, except for the time when Jing Jiu was in a coma at Guocheng Temple, they had a long talk, and rarely met each other.

But they were the first to follow Jingu.

To be more precise, they were originally the people that Qingyang left to Qingshan.

In this sense, their relationship is also special and has a very unique tacit understanding.

They used to join forces to kill Luo Huainan in Guiyun City, and jointly hunted down Taiping real people. They do n’t need words to know what each other wants to do.

But today Zhao Layue has something to say to him, because that is very important.

"He can go."

Hearing this sentence, Liu was ten years old silent for a while and said, "Let's go."

The avenue does not have to travel all the time.

"What do you want to do after he leaves? I mean other than spiritual practice." Zhao Layue looked at him and asked.

Liu was ten years old and looked out over the sea of ​​clouds.

It was a distant horizon.

"I want to call the wind and rain."

"Ok?"

"I want a thousand miles, I want to travel everywhere."

Liu smiled at ten and said, "I still want to sleep in a dream and wake up in a dream." (Note: Pharaoh's I think)

Sleeping in a dream, waking up is reality.

If reality is like a dream, then it is good.

Thinking about it the other way means that the dream is still in doubt. (Note: mine.)

Zhao Layue understood these four sentences, but he did not understand what he meant.

Just then, accompanied by heavy friction, the stone gate of Dongfu opened again and Jingjiu came out.

The elder Shiyuefeng and several young girls of Qing Rongfeng held the suit behind them, their faces full of anxiety.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Layue greeted him.

Jing Jiu said, "I don't like it."

Zhao Layue stepped forward to arrange his collar for him and said, "Yeah, you look good in white."

Liu looked at the scene at the age of ten, smiled again, and said nothing.

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After staying at Shenmofeng for three days, Liu said at the age of ten that he would go to the rest of Zhufeng.

He hasn't been back for more than a hundred years. Gu Qing and others understand that Jing Jiu lay on a bamboo chair and waved his hand.

The apes screamed loudly, and Gu Qing listened to it, but found it meaningless and ignored it.

Liu was ten years old without a sword. He walked down the stone steps, with both hands, looking at the vines and the thin water flowing down the cliff, he seemed very interested in everything.

Before long, he came to an old wooden house. He stopped and walked in and looked at the black tea. He said to himself, "Is this the house where Gu Qingxiu is?"

Outside the wooden house, the ape's barks kept coming and going. He glanced out the window and said, "What a noise."

The whole world suddenly became quiet.

Leaving the wooden house, Liu continued to walk under the peak at the age of ten. In the early spring season, there was a large array of mountains. flower.

Qingshan Jiufeng, Shenmo Peak is the loneliest, only Qing Rongfeng is relatively close, so just look at it.

Liu came to Qing Rongfeng at the age of ten and reported his name to the on-duty Qing Rongfeng disciples, saying that he wanted to go to the peak to have some fun.

The young girls of Qing Rongfeng knew that he was the legendary Liu ten-year-old, and were very surprised. They hurriedly saluted him, saying that he did not need to pass the master and asked him to do it himself.

Watching his figure disappearing on the mountain road, these young girls can no longer control the emotions in their hearts and talk about them.

"I heard that Uncle Liu's accomplice was a fox demon, so he was not able to stay in Qingshan. Today, when he saw that he was full of righteousness, where was he like a demon?"

"Marrying a fox demon does not mean that you are a demon, and now His Majesty the Emperor in Chaoge City is born of a fox demon, what can you do?"

"Speaking of how Uncle Liu shakes his fan, it really doesn't look like a monk, but more like a scholar."

"You little fool, Uncle Liu is now a big man in Maozhai, originally a scholar!"

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Naturally, Liu was ten years old and didn't know what the young girls were talking about behind her. She walked slowly on the mountain road, stopped when she met the flowers, smelled it, and looked at Gu Song, then she reached out and touched it, which seemed quite interesting.

After many years, he returned to Qingshan again. Like a child, he was curious about all the scenes and changes.

When he came to Lixu Valley, an elder Qing Rongfeng was there to meet him.

Liu said at the age of ten: "Sister, I heard that the pear flower flavor is very good. Can you enjoy it with me?"

The elder Qing Rongfeng fainted a moment, and signaled his disciples to go to the cave to get a can of wine ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Thanks to Liu for his ten-year-old salute, holding the can of pear blossoms floating up, came to the autumn language platform.

Qiuyutai is the second highest place on Qingrong Peak. When the weather is good, you can clearly see the black boulder on the peak and the flower tree behind the stone.

If you are lucky or not, you can even see Qing Rongfeng Lord Nan forget.

The weather is fine today.

Liu was ten years old sitting under the pavilion of Qiuyutai, slowly drinking the pure to pure pear flower stuffed, smiling and looking over there.

The mist gradually dispersed, revealing the picture of the peak of Qingrong.

Nan Wang leaned on the black stone, holding a small jug, looking at the sky, he didn't know what he was thinking, he was very leisurely, and he no longer looked like he was drunk.

Liu looked ten years old with a warm smile in his eyes and drank his wine.

A breeze rose slowly, and the petals on the flowers and trees fell on Nan Wang's body, like a stroke.