The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 86: Don’t feel free to worry

The spring outside the window is deep, so you can sleep high.

When I wake up after winter, it will be a few days later.

She looked to the other side, and now Jing Jiu was still sitting there, as if motionless, except that the cup of tea was gone.

Jing Jiu retracted his gaze out of the window, watching what she wanted to say, but finally did not say anything.

She said: "Do you think I'm a lunatic? With such a humble state, I actually want to kill Xilai."

Jing Jiu said: "It's really unwise."

Guodong said: "Tong Yan said so. In the vegetable garden of Baotong Monastery, he advised me several times in private."

Jing Jiu thought you were never a girl who would listen to persuasion.

"I have a nephew named He Zhan, who is quite stupid. I have the opportunity to help me take care of him one or two later."

For the winter, without waiting for his answer, he continued: "I went to Xihai because I thought it was possible. As long as it is possible, I want to try it."

Jing Jiu said: "The premise of any adventure should be that there is no other choice."

Winter said: "I don't have much time, so I think it can be equivalent to having no other choice."

Jing Jiu said: "I said you won't die."

Over the winter, he said: "Even if I can survive this time, there is not much time left."

Jing Jiu understood what she meant and turned to look at the scenery outside the window.

Spring is already deep and is about to be moldy, not as good as the previous days, and not as good as the red leaves in late autumn.

The spring silkworm ends up in the dead silk, but it is not really dead. Then it will transform into a beautiful moth, spreading its wings and flying farther.

It's just that the moth can't live long.

Jing Jiu made it very clear that if he used this method to spend the winter, his life would not be too long.

If this method is not used, she can live at least more than two hundred years in her realm, but she has no hope of breaking through the sky and seeing the scenery elsewhere.

And even if she uses this method, the hope of ascension is still very small, only slightly increased, or even negligible.

It is a magnificent gamble to exchange life like a still water for the glorious moment.

If someone else knows the winter option, might they say it is worth it?

Jing Jiu would not say such a thing, because if he were replaced by him, he would also choose this way.

This is the fateful choice of the ascetic, and he thinks it should be called the significance of the ascetic's existence.

"So I am a little worried."

After saying this, he fell asleep again for the winter.

Yes, she is anxious.

She was anxious to find her heir, so she gave out a pot of wine on the lakeside and participated in the next May Fair in person.

She was anxious to make up for the regrets that year, so she went to Baicheng from time to time to say something in that temple that didn't actually make much sense.

She will go to Xihai because of this.

Jing Jiu walked to her, knelt down and looked at her face, and was silent for a long time.

He is ready to leave.

In Chaoge City, after hearing what Bai Zao had said, he just wanted to meet her.

I have seen it now, that's enough.

As long as she returns to Shuiyue'an, he will return to Qingshan, wait until everything is ready, then come to find her and heal her injury.

It seems that she is unwilling to return to Shuiyue'an, and prefers to stay in the world.

Just like in previous years.

From Baotong Temple to Baicheng, from Chaoge to Xihai, she walked enthusiastically in the world like a gust of wind.

She is a person with a fiery nature and can never be idle. She didn't like staying in the same place for too long.

Hundreds of years ago, she had said many things to him, and that was part of it.

He didn't care what she said, what she liked, and what she didn't like.

Now those words all came to his mind, very clear.

The memory of the monk is really good, but this is actually not a good thing.

Jing Jiu decided to stay.

After coming out of the Zhendevil Prison, he only stayed in Chaoge City for a few days, and then took Gu Qing to the West Sea, all the way through the wind and rain, stunned his body, and then was seriously injured.

Netherworld Immortal Sword, he hasn't really fully realized and mastered, the new realm is not stable enough, it takes time to feel it, and then digest it.

After digestion, it is not the end, but the real beginning.

After entering the town of Demon Prison and learning from the Emperor of Soul Fire, his practice has embarked on a completely different path from his predecessors.

Neither the ancestors of Qingshan nor the genius sword repairmen of Wu'enmen, Kirishima and other places have walked this way. In the history of Chaotianda 6, or some demons have tried similar methods, such as the devil's fetus restraining the soul, but they are only similar in form, and in essence they are still two completely different levels.

If he can follow this path of cultivation, Qingshan Jianzong will open up a new world, and it can even be regarded as the founding school.

Such a big event naturally requires time to think and prepare.

This nunnery has a wonderful view, the quiet lake has a soft sound, and no one is disturbed. It is a good place to think.

Then, just stay here for a while.

Jing Jiu thought like this.

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The spring is very deep, the summer is approaching, and the green mountains and peaks in the southern part of the sky are more obvious.

There is a large array of isolation, which is not uncomfortable to heat, but the obvious darkening of the dense forest color still makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Layue stood on the edge of the cliff, looked at the greasy peaks, raised her eyebrows slightly, a little unhappy.

The cry of the monkey came from the peaks, the voice was very cheerful, and it must be Gu Qing who came back.

He stood behind Zhao Layue, lowered his head and said, "He Zhan ran away."

He Zhan's realm strength is inherently extraordinary, and has always been known as the second best in the world among the younger generation of practitioners. When he was determined to run, Gu Qing couldn't stop him.

Yuanqu stood aside, feeling a little strange, wondering why the brother didn't kneel as he did last time, just bowed his head?

"I found one thing from the roller shutter person, or they let me know on purpose."

Gu Qing raised his head with a weird expression, and explained the news in detail.

The news given by the roller shutter has many details, and he didn't even miss Jing Jiu's exchange of a golden leaf for a wheelchair.

Zhao Layue listened silently, and said: "It's fine to be alive."

Gu Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Layue thought, it seems that he is still alive in the winter, but the injury is more serious, and said: "You go and put it at the cliff of Jinbianxi."

Gu Qing was startled, took a black stone she handed over, and looked at Yuanqu.

Yuan Qu shook his head, saying that he didn't know what it meant.

Zhao Layue said: "I want to use it to practice swords."

Gu Qing took the sword away.

Zhao Layue sat down cross-legged, closed her eyes and began to adjust her breath.

Fusi sword hangs quietly on her head, vibrating slightly, and may fly out at any time.

The summit is shrouded in brilliant red light.

Yuanqu understands what Master wants to do, and I admire it.

A powerful sword repairer can kill people at distances of dozens of miles or more.

But to do such a terrifying thing, you must first determine the location of the target.

If you can see the other person, of course it doesn’t matter.

Zhao Layue did this when he killed Luo Huainan in Guihua City.

More often, Jian Xiu can't see where his goal is.

At the beginning, Pei Baineng was in the Wanshou Mountain, and he severely injured Xi Wangsun after a thousand miles of sword. It was because Xi Wangsun held the Chuzi Sword in his hand.

And the **** emperor has already made the imprint of the soul on the first sword.

Zhao Layue asked Gu Qing to take the black stone to the cliff of Jinbianxi to practice this flying sword killing technique.

The cliff of Jinbianxi is 17 miles away from the top of the peak, and it has reached the farthest kill distance of the first stage of the wild, so Yuanqu can admire it.

I don't know if Gu Qing put the black stone in place.

Zhao Layue suddenly opened her eyes.

It's black and white.

Fusi sword broke through the air.

A sword roar sounded from the top of the mountain.

A white turbulence appeared in the sky hundreds of feet high, and then there was an extremely ear-splitting explosion.

The Firth sword disappeared without a trace.

After a moment.

There is faint movement in the distant mountains.

The breeze is blowing gently on the clothes, and the sword will remain for a long time.

Yuan Qu paled as he felt the killing intent contained in this sword.

I don't know how Gu Qing at the Golden Whip Creek will feel.

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In addition to Qingshan, there are naturally others who will ask the roller blind person about Jing Jiu's whereabouts.

The roller shutter did not provide too many details, such as the wheelchair and the place where Jing Jiu last appeared, but did not forget to mention the iron sword behind Jing Jiu.

Obviously, this is a deliberately selected message.

People only know that Jing Jiu's disappearance in the past few years is preparing to break the border. Very few people know that he has been to Chaoge City, and no one knows that he has been to Xihai.

The iron sword is still...that means his realm is still stagnant, and even the state of no manifestation can't be called perfect.

This makes the practitioners feel a lot of emotion.

Could it be that another genius will stop here, and then become a name that is only mentioned occasionally by the years?

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Spring goes to summer solstice.

Ohara Castle is a famous summer resort in Chaotian University, but it is still a bit sultry.

Wake up for the ninth time in winter in the Zen room.

The sky silk on her body was completely white, and was blown by the lake breeze that penetrated through the round window, it broke like gray, and then scattered invisible.

Jing Jiu asked: "Stabilize?"

Guodong said, feeling the hot wind outside the window falling on his face, feeling slightly unhappy.

Sinces do not invade the cold and heat, it does not mean that they do not like the cool world, especially people like her.

Jing Jiu noticed her expression and the exhaustion between her eyebrows. After thinking about it, she got up and walked to the other side and picked her up.

Looking at him over the winter, showing no expression.

Jing Jiu didn't explain, he took her out of the meditation room and put her in a wheelchair.

The sound of the wheelchair crushing the bluestone sounded.

It kept ringing in the following days.

Jing Jiu pushed the wheelchair and walked by the lake, chasing the wind in the shade.

Now she no longer sleeps for a long time and can talk to him, but she doesn't talk as much as he thought, and she is still silent more often.

When it is overcast, he will push her to bask in the sun, but after a long time, he will hear her irritable voice.

After a few days, the summer heat became deeper, and the nunnery was in a deep valley, the wind was relatively small, the lake vapor was transpiring, and it became more muggy.

The worse the mood during the winter, I kept complaining.

Jing Jiu knew that she just couldn't be free, and wanted to go outside for a walk, so he asked the old nun about the scenery nearby.

The old nun said that when they came, there was a lake at the intersection of the two streams. There were many lotus flowers in the lake. The scenery was very nice and cool.

Dayuan City is a famous summer resort in Chaotian University. Jing Jiu thought that if there is such a good place, I'm afraid it will be overcrowded and worried that it will be inconvenient.

The old nun said that it’s okay. There are very few people in Ohara City who know the lake, especially in the early morning. It’s a great idea to take the girl to relax.

In the early morning of the next day, Jing Jiu pushed his wheelchair away from the nunnery, and the old nun watched him leave from behind, with a relieved expression on his face.

There is actually no lake at the confluence of the two streams, just a pool of water.

Dense lotus branches grow in the pond, completely covering the water surface, the breeze is coming, the pink lotus is fresh and tender in the morning light, it is really beautiful.

Jing Jiu thinks of the water pool in the Demon Suppression Prison, and feels a bit interesting.

The wheelchair was parked by the densest water of lotus leaves.

The morning light is getting stronger.

Neither of them spoke.

Suddenly there was the sound of water in the pond, and the lotus leaf swayed wildly, revealing a person.

The man waved his hands toward the shore, floating in the water, and the pool water kept pouring into his mouth. He couldn't say anything, he could only make a whining sound.

Jing Jiu and Guodong looked at him quietly, did not speak, and did not mean to extend a helping hand.

The man's eyes were filled with despair and absurdity.

If he had time to think at this time, he would definitely think, you are so close, why don't you save me?

Even if you don't save me, why do you watch me die in this way?

It didn't take a long time, the body was exhausted and sank toward the bottom of the water, and his straight hands patted helplessly on the lotus leaf twice.

Jing Jiu and the winter still haven't moved.

A little while later.

Jing Jiu said: "It's true."

There was some surprise during the winter, and he said: "I never suspected that it was fake."

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, and said, "I thought you wanted to make sure of the situation before making a decision."

Over the winter, he looked at him and said: "I am disabled now, and you can only save it."

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The man was lying on the ground, his chest was slightly up and down, and he spits out some water from time to time, looking like a dying goldfish,

The man was very young, and he seemed to be a rich man. He appeared in this remote pool early in the morning for some reason, and was almost drowned.

After a while, the young boy finally eased his strength, got up with difficulty, bowed to Jing Jiu, and thanked him for saving his life.

Then he turned to the winter in his wheelchair, trying to thank him, but his body froze.

The girl in the wheelchair looked a little weak, but her expression was so calm, as if she had looked down on life and death.

The young boy's eyes brightened up, like stars.

He finally found his light.

I don’t like this kind of warm eyes during the winter, and said: "Let’s go."

Jing Jiu pushed the wheelchair away.

The young man stared at them as they left. He woke up after a long while, and hurriedly ran after him, thanked them repeatedly, and asked them where they came from.

Jing Jiu ignored him.

I didn't look at him for the winter.

The young man thought of a possibility and felt that his behavior was indeed good for Meng Lang. He stuttered and said: "Two, two are..."

Jing Jiu is not prepared to answer this question.

In fact, he doesn't know what kind of relationship he and her should be.

In the past hundreds of years, they have played against each other several times, but the outcome is not important.

Participating in the main road, but embarking on a completely different path.

Not an enemy, but vowed not to meet again.

What is the relationship?

Zhao Layue had his own judgment after hearing about the past between the real person Jingyang and Lian Sanyue.

This relationship is complicated.

That's why she was so vigilant when facing Shuiyue'an.

Now it seems that Zhao Layue's judgment is very accurate.

The wheelchair suddenly stopped.

Because the hands of the winter are on both sides~IndoMTL.com~We are brothers and sisters. "

She said calmly.

Hearing this answer, the young man was extremely pleasantly surprised and felt that the world was going to be drunk.

Jing Jiu's eyelids droop slightly, and his eyelashes do not move.

Like the lotus in the water.

Suddenly there is wind.

(End of this chapter)

　　

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