The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 95: 2 questions

One of Shen Mofeng's disciples' private evaluation of Jing Jiu is that he doesn't talk much about Jian Ruthlessness.

His words are really very few, so when the door of the Zen room hasn't been opened for a long time, Zhao Layue and others found it a bit strange and gave birth to a lot of speculation.

Does he want to deceive the young gracious master into Qingshan?

Liu Shisui suddenly felt that the son let himself go to learn swords from Xilai in order to receive Peng Lang under his sect.

"No? That person is the head after all." He looked at Zhao Layue and asked in a low voice.

Zhao Layue said: "Think about Zenzi."

Liu Shisui and the others suddenly realized. At that time, Zen Zi asked the real person of Jingyang at Shenmo Peak for a hundred days. Since then, the practitioners have believed that Jingyang Zhenren and Zen Zi have a half-teacher friendship, and the relationship between Guocheng Temple and Qingshan Sect is ordinary, only to Shen Mofeng. From another perspective, there are reasons for this.

"Are we going to talk for a hundred days this time?" Zhuo Rusui yawned and said, "Then shall we go to bed first?"

The stars are in the sky and the lake, the night is so quiet, there is no sound from the Zen room, it is a good time to sleep. The words are said like this, but no one will leave. As time goes by, the starlight fades, and the morning sun reveals its face in the east. With a creak, the door of the Zen room is pushed open and Peng Lang leaves. come out.

Yuanqu knew what was inconvenient for Master and Zhuo Rusui and others to ask, so he took the initiative to greet him, saluted, and smiled to find out what Jing Jiu had said to him.

Peng Lang said with gratitude: "The real man has taught me a lot of kendo, and allows me to go to the sword peak to find a sword by myself in the future."

Everyone thought that it was true. If Jing Jiu went into business, he would definitely be the best in the world.

Thinking about the end of the dialogue, Peng Lang said in a daze: "The real person said that there are some problems with my name, but I can't change it. I don't know what it means."

This is indeed a bit incomprehensible, and Zhao Layue and others do not understand.

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Just as Peng Lang left, a small sedan chair with a blue curtain fell in the morning light.

The morning breeze drove the blue curtain to float slightly, and A Piao floated out and asked curiously: "Who was walking just now? Uncle Guangyuan actually saw him off in person."

Speaking of generations, the Qingshan Sect is the most chaotic right now. Of course, the culprit is Jing Jiu, and it all depends on the generation.

Hearing what Apiao said, Zhuo Rusui once again remembered the young head of the ungracious family, and felt very boring.

He turned around and went to the solitary grave, ready to fight a boxing punch to relax.

Yuan Qu explained a few words about the identity of Peng Lang, A Piao was a little surprised, and soon stopped thinking about it, and happily shouted at the Zen room: "Sir, why have you become so strong!"

She rushed into the meditation room, but bumped into someone and floated up like a leaf.

"What are you doing!"

She flattened the black bangs like a leaf and yelled in annoyance, and then found that it was Zhao Layue who was blocking her way.

Zhao Layue said: "He has something to do, wait a moment."

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The morning light shines on the small bridge and the flowing water, also shines on the Pinghu flowers and trees, shines on the Zen room.

Jing Jiu stretched out his hand to condense some water in the air, heated it slightly with sword fire, wet the towel in his hand, and walked to the couch to wash Bai Zao's face.

The steaming towel moved slowly over the clear and slightly pale face, wiping away the little dust and the few silks that hadn't been completely removed.

When he was trapped in a snowy field a hundred years ago, he had never done such a thing, because she was in the cocoon of the celestial cocoon at that time, and of course he felt that it was meaningless to do such a thing.

Meaning needs to be given. This is the sense of ritual, such as having a hot pot before doing big things, such as doing something before parting.

He carefully wiped Bai Zao's face and neck, including his hands. After doing these things, he stood up and walked out of the meditation room.

The morning light fell on the porch, and the illuminated wooden floor shone brightly, just as it did when he left in March.

He stood in the morning light, not knowing what he was thinking, and was quiet for a long time.

"You all return to God Mofeng and wait for me." He looked at A Piao and said: "You go too, don't rush back to the lower realm."

Apiao knew that something big was going to happen, and vaguely guessed what it was, his small face became a little pale, and the light showed unconcealed meaning.

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Dozens of sword lights illuminate Lengshan.

Those sword lights do not mean that there are many flying swords.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue fell on the ground, and the sword light from the jackets gradually disappeared.

The wasteland is not desolate, with many green shrubs and weeds growing, illuminated by those fleeting sword lights, and finally ushered in a highlight in the short life.

There is a huge crack in front of them, stretching out into a certain red field in the distance, where it used to be Lieyang Gorge.

There are also many weeds growing on the cracked cliff. This is because the underground fire veins gradually disappear and the magma is lost a lot, and it is more of the power of time.

Liu Ci has gone for more than a hundred years.

Jing Jiu thought about this, but was still upset. He didn't want to stay here any longer, and flew to the depths of the crack with Zhao Layue.

All the way through countless narrow and deep passages, severely damaged ancient battlefields, and winding but calm lava rivers, they came to the deepest part of the Soul Gathering Valley.

Zhongzhou’s prohibition on the place here has been lifted by Bai Zhenren, the transparent giant wall disappeared without a trace, but the lava did not continue to fall into the abyss, because there was a scholar who kept busy there because of the big Buddha. Blocked below.

Bu Qiuxiao's cloth is covered with cracks everywhere, and there are traces of scorched magma.

He was holding a writing brush in the sky and was constantly writing the runes, his expression was extremely focused, he did not notice the arrival of Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue.

Countless scents with the unique taste of text emerged from the tip of the brush, and fell in the river, allowing the magma to gradually solidify. The magic is that the solidified magma is not as smooth as a rock. The surface has extremely deep, countless runes that seem to be carved out with a knife, which looks like paper full of words from a distance.

That pen is not a Guancheng pen, but in the hands of the saint, it can produce flowers with a random swipe.

"What a great gift from heaven and earth."

Jing Jiu looked at this scene and said with appreciation.

Listening to his voice, Bu Qiuxiao was a little surprised. He turned to look at him and smiled and said, "The real person is leaving? Is this a special trip to say goodbye to us?"

"I want to know the answers to two questions before I leave."

Jing Jiu asked: "The question related to you is, is that person you or your teacher?"

Bu Qiuxiao looked at Zhao Layue beside him.

Jing Jiu said: "She knows."

Bu Qiuxiao said in a faint voice: "The real person promised me not to tell anyone."

Jing Jiu said: "After I leave, someone in Qingshan will always know this secret, otherwise how to check and balance you?"

Obviously it was an extremely shameless calculation, but it was said to be so upright that Bu Qiuxiao was convinced, but naturally he would not tell Jing Jiu the answer.

"I won't say it." He said seriously.

Jing Jiu confessed to Zhao Layue: "He Zhan's biological father is the teacher of Bu Zhai."

Zhao Layue nodded and said: "I will remember."

At this moment ~IndoMTL.com~ an intact, ancient bell-like voice came from the abyss: "What should I do if I heard the problem?"

Jing Jiu said: "The true Buddha is speechless, he should have trusted you."

The saint also has a temper. Bu Qiuxiao didn't want to listen to Jing Jiu talking nonsense, and asked: "What's the second question?"

Jing Jiu flew to the front of the magma river and looked into the abyss.

In these days, countless magma has fallen towards the abyss, and at this time it has all solidified, looking like a ladder connecting the underworld and the world.

At the end of the ladder, you can see an extremely broad shoulder that is as steady as the earth.

He asked: "March told the story of your birth, is it true?"

There was no sound from the abyss for a long time.

Cao Yuan doesn't seem to want to answer this question.