The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 1: You and I are all through the sky

Title: Lost and Enchanted-Jin Dynasty: Wang Zhe

Occasionally, I am free to chase. Looking alone at Jinbo Qingdai. When I turned back, I suddenly saw the barren woods.

A bunch, skeletons lying, inside the green sha. The lonely who is the master, and the qualifier. Kong Xuan's eyes exploded, and the dust was plugged.

The rain and the wind blow, the sun and the stars are right. Increase in transfers, heavy loads. In a foreign land, what a guest, what age.

Encountered a fascination, how can I live.

(Wang Zhe seems to be Wang Chongyang... uh...)

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The top of Tianguang Peak is very quiet.

The clouds drifting towards the other peaks gathered again, pale like Zhao Layue's face.

She was defeated by Fang Jingtian's sword.

To be precise, Fang Jingtian did not produce a sword because she did not produce a sword either.

No one thinks that Zhao Layue is overwhelming, and no one dares to despise her. Even if Fusijian is not by her side, she still shows an extremely powerful, even terrifying, kendo practice, that is, acquired invisible form. The terrible part of the sword.

For any cultivator who breaks the peak of the sea, it is not necessarily her opponent at that moment.

The problem is that Fang Jingtian is a big thing in the Heavenly Transcendent Realm, which is already extraordinary and above the sea of ​​clouds.

There are not many blood stains on the top of the peak, because Zhao Layue had shed too much blood in the snowfield a few days ago, and because Fang Jingtian could not make a full shot.

First of all, it is due to his status, which is the demeanor he should have, and the second, more important reason is... There are always two eyes staring at him on Bihu Peak.

The eyes are very cold, but once they become crazy, they must be extremely crazy and bloodthirsty.

In fact, most of the blood stains on the ground are as old as age.

Before Zhao Layue, he rushed out of the sword.

The Swallowing Boat Sword is indeed powerful, and his realm strength is indeed inferior to the practitioners of the same generation, but he loses more simply than Zhao Layue, or in other words, he admits defeat more simply.

It's not ashamed to not win against people like Fang Jingtian.

The minor injuries he suffered were just some small punishments imposed by Fang Jingtian.

But he was behaving as if he was seriously wounded and dying, leaning against Nanshan's arms, and screaming.

Even Queniang couldn't stand it.

Is this over?

Of course not.

Yuan Qu has summoned the gray, seven-turn, eight-fold, weird-looking strange sword with some reflective crystals on the surface.

Of course he will lose, but then there are Junior Sister Yushan, Elder Chi Yan, Lei Yijing, Yao Songshan, and countless young disciples who still remember Jing Jiu.

Thinking about what will happen next, he feels extremely beautiful.

What Tong Yan said was not wrong. Fang Jingtian's intention was not correct, and he needed to pay attention to the word "convincing the public" and would not dare to kill at will.

Can't beat you, can't it hold you back?

It's just a pity that Junior Brother and A Piao are not there, and Senior Brother Gu Qing is also not there, otherwise it will be a lively today.

Thinking about these things, Yuanqu has already arrived in the room, and bowed respectfully to Fang Jingtian, saying: "Disciple..."

According to Tong Yan’s plan, he should say a long time at this time, vaguely revealing his identity as a disciple of the Yuan family in Lelang County, and what to do... But he did not expect that his next words would not be heard at all. He was submerged in an exclamation.

Yuan Qu was a little surprised, and looked towards the sky along the line of sight of everyone, and couldn't help being surprised.

The sea of ​​clouds between the nine peaks of the green mountains is calm, like white wool felt, but in the real world outside the green mountains, there are still clouds flowing with the wind.

Those clouds are gradually separating, exposing the sky behind, looking like more than ten blue ruts, leading to unknown places.

Such a picture, it must not be the natural creation of heaven and earth, where did it come from?

People looked at the vision in the sky in shock and talked a lot.

"What is going on?"

"Which sect's ark passed by?"

"Impossible, how can there be such a fast boat in the world."

"Is this a sign?"

Fang Jingtian's silver eyebrows floated slightly, and the real Guangyuan was a little confused.

More and more people are approaching the truth.

Such a vision is very likely to be a sign that the heavens and the earth are born.

The strange signs of heaven and earth originated in the north. Could it be that a great figure sent from Zhongzhou entered the Mahayana period!

Thinking of this possibility, the Qingshan disciples looked a little solemn.

"No...no, this...sword...sword." Elder Mochi said suddenly.

Everyone was even more surprised. They thought that the Xihai Sword Sect had disappeared, and there was no grace to seal the mountain. There are not many sects that use swords in the world, and there are even fewer that can produce great things to the sky. Qingshan Sect...Who is in the north?

"Is it Brother Gu Qing?" someone asked incredulously.

"Impossible." Zhuo Rusui had forgotten to scream for a long time, and laughed and said: "With his talent, it is impossible to cultivate for three hundred years."

When everyone was talking about it, the ruts in the sea of ​​clouds became wider and wider, and the breath that came out became clearer and clearer.

Zuo Rusui's expression changed slightly, thinking of a certain possibility, and then more and more people thought of it.

Suddenly, the persistent fog on Yunxing Peak disappeared without a trace, and countless swords and sword embryos appeared from the cliff, bowing slightly to the far north and saluting.

More than a hundred years ago, when Qingshan read the willow poems, a similar picture appeared, but today's grand scene is better than it was back then.

This scene proved people's suspicions, and everyone was shocked.

Could it be that the head master woke up in Chaoge City?

No, not only did he wake up, but he also reached the realm of the sky!

Lei Yijing, Yao Songshan and other Qingshan disciples were surprised and bowed to the far north in the direction of Songcheng.

Immediately afterwards, more and more Qingshan disciples knelt down.

Those ruts in the sea of ​​clouds turned out to be traces of swords.

The shock did not end there.

Countless more subtle, but equally lofty sword intents emerged from the green hills and peaks and headed towards the sky.

Everyone looked back in shock and found that those extremely thin sword intent came from Qingrong Peak.

Uncle Meili's eyes were bright, his face flushed, and he was very excited. The girls jumped up happily and kept yelling something.

Those extremely thin sword intent came high above the sky, connected with those sword intent from the north, like a big net, covering the whole green mountain.

This is the string of unprovoked swordsmanship.

Fang Jingtian looked in the direction of Qingrong Peak, and said with a complicated expression: "Congratulations, Junior Sister."

The string of the sword moved slightly, making a clear and moving sound like a sword chirping, because someone fell on it.

Nan Wang walked over from Qingrong Peak, stepped on the sword strings barefoot, and the silver bell rang with it. There was no intention of coming out of dust, more like a playful little girl.

The sword string moved for no reason, and it was impossible to confirm the position. Her figure was the same. She was on the top of the peak more than ten miles away, and she was drunk in the cloud.

This is the realm of Tongtian.

With a soft bang, she landed on the top of Tianguang Peak, slightly raised her face, and the other Jingtian said: "Brother, do you still want to fight for the position of the head now?"

The peak is quiet, everyone is waiting for Fang Jingtian's answer, but they have already guessed his answer.

Nan Wang had just broken through, thinking it was not his opponent, the problem was that the man was already awake, and stepped on the highest sky in one step.

Zhemei composed of sword intent appeared in the sky again.

Fang Jingtian returned to Xilaifeng.

Looking at the dozens of sword lights remaining in the sky, Nan Wang curled his lips, turned and looked at Zhao Layue and said, "Is it worth it? For such a man."

Zhuo Rusui thought that I was the first one to take the shot... but I didn't know that Zhao Layue really wanted to die today, and also to prevent Fang Jingtian from becoming the head of Qingshan.

Nan Wang knew this very well, so he asked this question.

Zhao Layue said: "In your eyes he is a man, in some people's eyes he is a sword, in my eyes he is him."

Zuo Rusui became more and more unable to understand what they were talking about, and said to Nan Wang: "Auntie, you come out earlier, we don't have to suffer such severe injuries."

"You guys want to use me as Ruyi."

Nan Wang let out a cold snort~IndoMTL.com~ walked to the edge of the cliff with one hand and looked towards the direction towards Songcheng in the distance of the sea of ​​clouds.

If it weren't for Jing Jiu to wake up suddenly and climb into the sky in one step, she wouldn't want to lower his head, I'm afraid it would take decades to reach the sky.

Zhao Layue probably understood the cause and effect, and didn't say anything.

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Heaven and earth are big things, with their own visions, plus the movement outside the old plum garden, the imperial city, and the west wall, the whole Chaoge City was shocked. People flocked to the street and looked neatly separated. The sea of ​​clouds was talking excitedly about something.

Jing Jiu took Liu Shisui into Chaoge City and appeared in everyone's sight. Seeing that beautiful face that is not as beautiful as the human world, the people in Chaoge City quickly guessed his identity, separated like a tide, and walked out of the street. Their sights were full of awe and curiosity, and many people had already Kneeling down, kept kowtow.

Nine hundred years have not been seen in the world, and the legend is still there.

Liu Shisui followed him, feeling countless hot sights, vaguely guessing something, and inevitably a little nervous.

The spring rain washed away the dust in Chaoge City, and the black eaves of Taichang Temple finally recovered some vitality, pointing out the direction more eye-catchingly.

Looking at Taichang Temple, it didn't take long for the two to arrive at Jingzhai.

This is now the forbidden area of ​​Chaoge City. The people who followed were blocked by the formation, and the streets became much quieter.

Jing Jiu looked at the Buddhist temple across the street and said, "Thank you."

Sitting in the depths of the Buddha Hall, Zen Zi reached out and grabbed the wooden stick in front of him, instructed the monk to pack it up, and said: "Hurry up to Baicheng, I don't want to see him."

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