The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 163: Jing 9 wakes up, there is spring in Shuiyue’an

　　 Based on the relationship between Qingshan and Zhongzhou, according to the common development of the story, Tong Yan should not be able to go far, and then Zhao Layue and other Qingshan disciples will be called out, and then it will be a vigorous story. But until Tong Yan's figure disappeared over Tallinn and the blue bird followed, there was no sound in front of the meditation room.

　　 Zhao Layue’s idea is very simple, Tong Yan will speak if he needs help.

　　 Zhuo Rusui's idea is also very simple. What does the Zhongzhou school matter have to do with Qingshan?

　　 Liu Shisui's idea is the simplest, he doesn't believe it at all.

　　He said to Zhao Layue: "I think this is a conspiracy."

　　Tong Yan is a direct disciple of Zhenren Bai. He has a promising future, especially after Luo Huainan's death, and he is the best candidate for the next generation head.

　　 Of course, if Bai Zao were to be the head, he would be the right person to be the head husband.

　　 No matter how you look at it, he didn't steal the Qingtianjian and betray the truth of the teacher.

　　 Liu Shisui felt something was wrong because he had similar experiences.

　　He was also expelled from Qingshan for many years, and that was one round.

　　"It is not important, because it has nothing to do with us."

　　 Zhao Layue said: "The important thing now is when will he wake up."

　　In the Zen room, the **** emperor is still standing in front of the Buddha statue, with his eyes closed, and gradually he wants to stand on himself as a Buddha statue.

　　Liu Shisui looked at Jing Jiu and said, "I think he will soon wake up."

　　 There was a cat cry in the corner of the bed.

　　 In more than ten days, this is the first time a white cat has made a sound.

　　 It agreed with Liu Shisui's judgment.

　　 Liu Shisui didn't even look at it.

　　 Zhao Layue also ignored it, and sat on the futon and continued to wait.

　　 Zhuo Rusui walked to the couch, looked at Jing Jiu’s face, and said that he was so beautiful when he fell asleep, and then he gave his authoritative judgment: "I really want to wake up."

　　 The Emperor opened his eyes and looked at the right hand of the Buddha statue.

　　 There was supposed to be holding a vajra, but now it is empty.

　　 Everyone felt that Jing Jiu had signs of waking up.

　　 Zhao Layue said to Zhuo Rusui: "You take the white ghost back to Qingshan."

　　 Zhuo Rusui was stunned, thinking what to do?

　　 In Zhao Layue's view, Jing Jiu brought the White Ghost out of the mountain to prevent an expert like Taiping Patriarch from killing himself. Since it has always refused to take action, it makes no sense to stay by Jing Jiu's side. And she didn't want Jing Jiu to feel unhappy when she saw the white ghost remembering what happened that day when Jing Jiu woke up.

　　 There was another meow in the corner of the bed, a little aggrieved.

　　 Zhuo Rusui walked to the couch and picked it up.

　　The white cat grabbed his shoulder, looked back at Zhao Layue, and called again.

　　 Zhao Layue sat on the futon, looked at Jing Jiu's face, and ignored it.

　　 Zhuo Ru Sui suddenly took a breath of air, and looked down at the sharp cat's claws pierced into his shoulders, wondering if this is my ass?

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　　 On the ninth day after Zhuo Rusui left with the white cat, Jing Jiu woke up.

　　Everything is so simple, as if he really just slept, without any danger.

　　 He looked at the expressions of Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui, knowing that they were worried about themselves, and said, "I can't wake up."

　　 Liu Shisui thought that was of course, but Zhao Layue said, "That's not necessarily."

　　The God Emperor looked at him quietly, without speaking.

　　 The Buddha statue is also looking at Jing Jiu, with compassion in his calm eyes.

　　 Jing Jiu said, "I had a dream."

The sentence 　　 is surprising.

　　 Ascetics shouldn’t dream, because their Taoist heart is immovable, their souls are stable, and even if they are not in the state of air and light, they should have no thoughts and no consciousness during sleep.

　　 Jing Jiu had a dream, could it be that his soul was affected too much by that immortal consciousness?

　　 "In that dream, I saw a burning nebula, a flying sword like a meteor shower."

　　After saying this, he didn't talk about anything else in the dream.

　　 In that long but short dream, besides these memorable pictures, there are some people.

　　 is not a person in the real world, but a person in the fantasy world.

　　 In his dream, he saw the incompetent son of Mr. Zhang in the southern wilderness, waving his hands excitedly, shouting something, as if a seventy-year-old man gave birth to a son.

　　 He also saw a big ship at sea. The deck of the ship was covered with thick frost. A couple of men and women were hugging each other to keep warm. He recognized the man as the **** who had served him for many years. He didn't know the woman, but knew that she should be the brothel prostitute who wrote that no one was a man.

　　 In his dream, he also saw a lot of people, and finally he saw the people of Chu State gathered in the imperial foreign exchange, bowed to the imperial palace, expressed his memory of him, and pleaded for his return, and then he woke up .

　　 Jing Jiu looked at his left hand.

　　仙箓 is very calm inside.

　　 The immortal consciousness has completely disappeared, leaving only the purest immortal energy.

　　 Liu Shisui happily said: "Congratulations, son."

　　 God Emperor smiled slightly, turned and walked out of the meditation room.

　　The state affairs are busy. He stayed in Guocheng Temple for more than ten days, and he should have left long ago.

　　Guogong Lu finally appeared again, came to the couch and bowed his head to Jing Jiu, and then said in a low voice: "If you have time, you should go to Chaoge City. Your Majesty's pressure is a little bit heavy..."

　　 Jing Jiu looks out of the Zen room.

　　The Emperor of God stood in front of the small stone tower, not knowing what he was thinking.

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　　 Jing Jiu asked the emperor to take a letter to Shuiyue'an, and then began to think about Zenzi.

　　 came to Guocheng Temple a few years ago, knowing that Chanzi had gone to Baicheng, he didn’t care much, but now there are so many big things happening in Guocheng Temple, especially the news of Taiping should have passed, and Chanzi still If he didn't come back, it showed that something really happened on the side of the snowy field.

　　 He asked Zhao Layue to invite the elders of the Scripture Hall, so that he knew what was happening in the snowy field.

　　 "The Sword Sage’s judgment was correct at the beginning. When the descendants of the Snow Queen grow up, the two sides will fight first, just like the leader of the animal herd."

　　The wrinkles on the face of the elder of the lecture hall were deep, and he was full of anxiety and said: "Seven years ago, there was movement in the snowy field. The sword sage passed the book, and Chanzi rushed over."

　　 Jing Jiu said: "Why do we have to do with mother and child?"

　　The elder of the lecture hall said: "It doesn't matter which side wins or loses, if the loser died then. The question is, what if the loser does not die, but is expelled from the snowy field?"

　　 Jing Jiu asked: "When will the queen's child reach adulthood?"

　　The elder of the lecture hall said: "This kind of thing has never happened before, and no one knows how long it will take. It may be hundreds of years, or it may be now..."

　　 Jing Jiu thought that it’s no wonder that Guocheng Temple had encountered such a major event, and Zen Zi dared not leave Baicheng.

　　 Snow Country is in the northernmost part of Chaotian Continent. If you are expelled from Snow Country, it means you have come to the world.

　　Whether it is the Snow Queen or her child, whoever comes to the world, it means a catastrophe for the human race.

　　 Since it is impossible to tell when the loser came to the world, Cao Yuan and Chanzi could only keep staring at Baicheng.

After 　　 the elder of the lecture hall left, Jing Jiu played a game of chess.

　　 Liu Shisui and Xiaohe returned to the vegetable garden to make medicine for him.

　　He and Zhao Layue are the only people in the Zen room.

　　 Zhao Layue looked at the chessboard and wondered what he was doing?

　　 The black and white pawns on the chessboard are not the general trend of the world, nor are they related to the snowy field.

　　 Snow Queen and one of her children may have come to the world. Even he felt great pressure, but now his realm is too low to manage these things.

　　This game of chess is the one between him and his brother in the replay.

　　 Since his rebirth, this is the first time he has fought against his senior.

Brother 　　 used two sword escapers and the former deceased who stayed in the Guocheng Temple.

　　He also used the old frontier things, such as the God Emperor and the Green Mountain Sword Formation.

　　 Both of them made mistakes.

　　 Jing Jiu did not count that his deceased who stayed in Guocheng Temple was a monk crossing the sea.

　　Yin San didn't count that he actually dared to take Zhao Layue as the last kill.

　　 Looking at the chess pieces scattered on the chessboard, Jing Jiu was silent for a long time, got up and walked outside the Zen room, looked at the small stone tower, and was silent for a long time.

　　His body is still very weak, standing in the cold winter breeze, his clothes are light and worrisome.

　　 Zhao Layue walked to him and held his left arm.

　　 Jing Jiu’s right arm was deformed severely, and I don’t know when it will recover.

　　 "I thought you really couldn't wake up."

　　 Zhao Layue’s voice is calm, but her mood is definitely not the case.

　　 Jing Jiu glanced at her, only to notice that her hair was cut short at some unknown time, and it was messy.

　　 Zhao Layue said: "I think I am more suitable for short hair."

　　 Jing Jiu knew that she understood her intention, and touched her head with her injured right hand, expressing her comfort.

　　 Zhao Layue continued: "It's just a pity."

　　 Jing Jiu said: "Short hair also needs to be taken care of. After I get my hands, I will comb it for you."

　　 Zhao Layue said: "That's good."

　　 Liu Shisui and Xiaohe returned to the Zen room with the medicine pot.

　　 Jing Jiu knew that those expensive medicines would not do any good to his injuries, but he didn't want to get rid of the goodwill of the two. The main reason was that it was more troublesome to explain, and he drank from the pot of medicine.

　　 Xiaohe was very surprised and almost shouted, not because the concoction was too hot, but according to the prescription of the eminent monk in Guocheng Temple. This is a three-day dose of medicine. Why did you drink it in one gulp?

　　 Liu Shisui knew his son’s temperament well, knew that he was troublesome and didn't care about it, but for some reason, he was a little embarrassed.

　　The predecessor who gave a lecture to himself is Master Taiping, but he has not mentioned this to the son, and the identity of the son...

　　Thinking about these things, he became confused and coughed.

　　 Jing Jiu glanced at him, and said, "Is the problem of true qi conflict more serious?"

　　 Liu Shisui did not dare to lie and said, "Yes."

　　 Xiaohe is very worried.

　　 Jing Jiu said: "Go to Yimaozhai, this problem will always be solved. As for your worries, as long as you don't take the initiative to make trouble, Bu Qiuxiao dare not do anything."

　　 Liu Shisui talked about Yan Shusheng and Guan Chengbi. At that time, he thought that it was impossible, so he let Shisui return to Qingshan to see if the black dog's thoughts have changed. But after the incident at Guocheng Temple, he has changed his mind. After all, the black dog is the brother's dog. It is better to have less contact with it when he is ten years old.

　　 Liu Shisui knew that his thoughts had changed, and couldn't help being stunned. After a while, he cautiously asked: "Is this... driving out of the mountain gate?"

　　 was expelled from Qingshan, he has had two experiences.

　　 Looking at history, only the real Taiping has such an achievement with him.

　　 If he were to be expelled from Qingshan again, he really couldn't bear it.

　　 "Don't think too much about anything."

　　 Jing Jiu looked at his clean and bright eyes, thinking about the past, feeling a little complicated.

　　 He doesn’t want Liu Shisui to be his second brother, so he doesn’t want to have too much contact with the black dog at the age of ten, but in a sense, ten years old is really similar to the brothers when he was young. They are both like that. Persistent.

　　The formation of the Guocheng Temple suddenly felt induction.

　　 The cold winter wind passed between the pine forest and Tallinn, bringing up some fine dust.

　　 A small blue sedan chair fell from the sky.

　　 Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui have both seen this small sedan chair, knowing that it is the sedan chair of the elder Shuiyuean, they can’t help being a little surprised, wondering what the other party will do in Guocheng Temple?

　　 What happened next surprised them even more.

　　 "I'm waiting for you at Shenmo Peak."

　　 Jing Jiu said a word to Zhao Layue, walked to the small sedan chair and lifted the curtain.

　　 There is no one in the curtain, it's empty.

　　 He sat in.

　　 The small sedan chair broke the wind and headed northeast.

　　 Shuiyue An is there.

　　 Looking at the small sedan chair disappearing into the clouds, Zhao Layue was silent.

　　 When Jing Jiu was refining immortal urns, she felt that there were some problems, because he seemed very anxious.

　　 At this time, he just woke up, his body was extremely weak, but immediately he wanted to leave Guocheng Temple to Shuiyue Temple, still in such anxiousness.

　　 What are you anxious about? Why don't you want to stay for a moment?

　　 And why are you waiting for me at Shenmofeng instead of me waiting for you at Shenmofeng? Would you go back before me?

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　　 Shuiyue An is also on the bank of the East China Sea, not far from Guocheng Temple.

　　 It didn't take long for Jing Jiu sitting in the small sedan chair to smell the sea breeze. After a while, he smelled the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

　　 The small blue sedan chair fell in the depths of Shuiyue Temple.

　　 He opened the curtain and walked out.

The master of 　　 Shuiyuean is waiting for him.

　　 The master of the ann is very beautiful, and he is not very eye-catching in the well-known Shuiyue ann.

　　 Her eyes are calm and peaceful, and she feels like an ordinary girl next door.

　　 Shuiyue An is one of the Meihui sect~IndoMTL.com~ has a very high status in the spiritual world. If someone really thinks that this ann is an ordinary girl, then it is looking for death.

　　 Jing Jiu salutes with one hand.

Master 　　庵 looked at his severely deformed arm and said, "Thank you."

　　 Jing Jiu said, "This is what I should do."

The Lord 　　庵 didn't say anything, and led him to the quiet room along the lake.

　　 She knows how hard the elder sister has been through these years, and naturally has no good impressions of Qingshan Sect and Jing Jiu. (Uniformly set, Anzhu is the junior sister of March...)

　　The trees beside the lake are much less than at the beginning. Jing Jiu doesn't know if it has anything to do with his suggestion.

　　 He doesn't like the fragrance of osmanthus, but the scene of osmanthus branches slanting above the lake is indeed somewhat beautiful.

　　 There is a round hole in the wall of the quiet room.

　　 If you look out from the room, the lake view becomes a fan, and if you look in from the outside, you can see the harmony of Zen.

　　 Jing Jiu can only see the sleeping winter.

　　The door of the quiet room is over there, and he walked in directly through the round window.

　　 The next moment, countless golden lights were emitted from the quiet room, taking away all the lakes and mountains.

　　Shuiyuean has entered spring.

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