The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 120: The temple in Baicheng

The huge boat is shaped like a sword and the size of a mountain. It presses the air and makes a harsh whistling sound.

You can clearly see the traces of damage by the wind on the side panel of the flying boat, but fortunately, the damage is not too serious.

Sword boat?

The Qingshan disciples were shocked and speechless.

The same is true for young disciples from other families.

The sudden appearance of the sword boat means that the Qingshan Sect has already known Jing Jiu's thoughts and has expressed support.

Lei was surprised.

He just said that he would be punished by his sect if he quit the Daoist battle halfway through, and he saw this scene.

The young cultivators who have not left were stunned, wondering, what is going on?

Bai Zao looked at Jing Jiu's wrist, thinking that the time when the sword bracelet disappeared, he should have passed the book to Qing Shan.

This flying sword can travel more than ten thousand miles away from its owner. It is an extraordinary product.

Qingshan Jianzong would actually listen to his opinions, and Jing Jiu was definitely not an ordinary disciple if he wanted to come.

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The small courtyard of Jingjue Temple is quiet.

The heads and elders of the various denominations were shocked and didn't know what to say.

The head of Kunlun was extremely angry and asked: "What the **** is going on? Why did the sword boat of the Qingshan Sect appear in the snowy field?"

He Guogong frowned and said nothing, wondering if something happened to the Daoist war this year? Why did the Qingshan Sect make such a judgment? Why not talk to the denominations in advance?

He looked at Nan Wang and asked, "What does your school say?"

Nan Wang said indifferently: "I'm in Chaoge City, how do I know what happened in the mountains?"

The sword boat is a treasure of Qingshan, managed by Shiyuefeng.

The sword boat that appeared in the snowy field at this time was the highest spirit level water rafting boat.

Only three talents, the leader of Qingshan, Yuanqijing, and the leader of Shiyue Peak, are eligible to call.

The commander of Division Qingtian hurried over and delivered a sword book.

He Guogong took the sword book, felt for a moment, his expression became serious, and he looked at the people and said: "Qingshan means that I am not sure if there is a problem for the time being, but since Jing Jiu has taken the Dao Zhan First, it is meaningless to continue the Taoist war. For the sake of safety, it is strongly recommended that all denominations take back their disciples."

What he didn't finish was that Qing Shanzong wrote very clearly in the sword book, and it doesn't matter if Mei Hui's host does not listen to them.

...just if something goes wrong in the future, don't blame Qingshan for not warning.

A leader asked with concern: "Did the Qingshan Sect tell you what happened?"

He Guogong said in an annoyed manner: "I have said everything, and they are not sure if there is a problem, but they just say that it feels wrong."

The heads and elders who were present felt a headache when they heard the words feeling wrong.

Everything in this road war comes from these inexplicable four words.

"Jing Jiu's feeling is still that of the master, that's different."

The boss thought it was ridiculous and smiled bitterly.

The Zhongzhou faction elder asked: "How many people did Jianzhou take away?"

He Guogong said: "Thirty."

The head elders were a little surprised.

They didn't know that apart from the ten Qingshan disciples, Jing Jiu also forcibly took away the disciples of Daze and Xuanling Sect, and there were other young practitioners willing to follow him.

The advent of the sword boat made some young practitioners who had never thought of leaving at first changed their minds.

The influence of the Green Mountain Sect in the spiritual world is too great.

The question now is that there are a total of one hundred and fifteen young disciples participating in the Taoist war, which is one-fifth less at once. What should I do next?

The discussion triggered by the appearance of the Qingshan Sword Boat will inevitably shake the attitude of many people.

Did this year's road war just end in a hurry?

The head of the Kunlun faction looked at Nan Wang annoyed and said, "What the **** do you Qingshan Sect mean? Such a ridiculous disciple doesn't care, but supports him all the way!"

Nan Wang said with no expression on his face: "My Green Mountain Sect always values ​​talents and is eclectic. The teacher is open-minded and willing to accept the opinions of young people. Have questions?"

She didn't like Jing Jiu a bit, but now her opinion has changed a lot.

The number one in the Dao War is nothing, the Green Mountain Sect has won it many times.

But Jing Jiu was the first to end the Dao War forcibly.

Many heads and elders have thought of this question.

A young disciple who participated in the competition ended the Dao war directly. What is the concept?

Even the best-tempered abbot of Baotong Monastery was a little angry and said, "When Jing Jiu comes back, I have to ask him the truth in person."

He Guogong said: "He didn't come back."

Jing Jiu didn't come back with the sword boat?

What does this mean?

The courtyard is very quiet.

It is quieter behind the window. ..

Zhanzi knelt on the couch, keeping his eyes closer to the mess of wooden sticks.

Yes, he can't see clearly now.

The news from Xiaocheng is that there is no beast tide this year, which is consistent with Shi Haimeng’s judgment.

The one went to the small town too, and he didn't see anything either.

Neither he nor he can tell, why did the Green Mountain Sect say that it feels wrong?

Qingshan Jianzong is naturally powerful, but when it comes to feeling, how can it compare with Shuiyue'an and Guocheng Temple?

If Jing Jiu was not Jingyang's descendant, he would definitely ignore this matter, but now he needs to think more clearly.

I don't know how long it has passed, and the sound of drums falling in the ears made Chanzi wake up, and the night is already dark outside the window.

His clear, even childish eyes showed a slight look of confusion.

He could hear the more drums coming from a distant palace, dozens of miles away, but he still couldn't figure it out.

Let the denominations prepare first.

He thought to himself.

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The sword boat left, but the big hole that the clouds were torn apart could not be filled in a short time.

The last sunset light shone on the snow-capped mountains, and then refracted into the gorge, and there was a pleasant golden color everywhere.

The young practitioners who participated in the Taoist war all left. Whether they wanted it or not, there were very few figures that could be seen around the canyon.

"Why don't you go?"

Jing Jiu looked at Bai Zao and asked.

Whether you leave the snowy field in a sword boat, or leave the canyon to go deep into the snowy field, and continue to participate in road warfare, you are always walking.

Bai Zao asked back: "Why don't you leave?"

Jing Jiu said: "I want to go over and take a look."

After stepping into the snowy field, the further north he feels, the worse he feels.

The feeling became stronger after the strange cold fog that night.

If the danger in the depths of the snowy field is set by the senior brother, according to the previous practice, he will leave with the Qingshan disciple.

This is not to avoid fighting, it is the way of subject and object.

In this battle that has lasted for hundreds of years, he has always acted strictly according to this principle, so he has never lost.

But now it seems that he has never really won.

That's why he promised Zhao Layue.

If this is a game, try to break the game head-on.

When will you enter the game?

He still has to wait.

This time he was not waiting for people, nor was he waiting for the boat, but for things.

There is no word in the night, the morning light comes again, and the white is still there.

"If you don't leave, it might be too late." Jing Jiu said.

Bai Zao said softly: "Don't worry about me, as long as I want to go, I can leave anytime."

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The Jing Dynasty occupies one-third of Chaotian Continent, and to the north is an extremely cold snowfield.

There is a huge mountain range in the depths of the snowy field, and the other side of the mountain is the snow country.

There is a small city in the northernmost part of the Territory.

The small city is only a few miles long and wide, and the walls are made of clay bricks. Because of the wind and snow, it is white most of the time, so it is called the White City.

Baicheng is very cold, and the hardest pine and cypress are also difficult to grow, not to mention food and vegetables, but there are still some people living in the city. They are wearing ragged fur clothes, kneeling on the street, facing the high places. Knocking his head and praying is extremely religious.

On the road from the south to Baicheng, there were also believers who kept bowing and praying, and the cart behind them was pulling food, vegetables, and meat.

The white city is built on the hillside, and the cliff is red rock, which is very eye-catching against the backdrop of the white snow, like blood.

There is an inconspicuous temple in front of the mountain with a golden Buddha.

The golden Buddha is more than ten feet high, very fat, with closed eyes and slightly raised lips, with a smile, like a mountain.

An iron sword is offered in front of the Buddha.

The iron knife is about three feet long~IndoMTL.com~ Like a beam of a house, the ground supporting the knife holder has sunk half a foot, and it can be imagined to be heavy.

I really don’t know anyone in the world who can afford such a knife.

A young girl walked to the temple and looked up at the couplets on both sides.

"To save the suffering, save the world, and pray for the Buddha, for the truth and for yourself."

The content of this couplet looks very ordinary, but it is a little bit profound.

It's like this girl has a very ordinary face, but she has an indescribable temperament.

It seems that when she looks at Tiandi not pleasing to her eyes, Tiandi dare not look at her.

After reading the couplet, the girl put the blue silk fluttering behind her ears, walked into the temple, and stood in front of the Buddha.

A deep and deep voice sounded, but it was full of regret, like the famous broken bell of Guocheng Temple.

"It turns out that you are here."