The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 101: I don’t want my long hair to reach my waist

One year has passed since the Zhongzhou faction attacked Chaoge City. The imperial palace has finally been initially restored. With the help of Yimaozhai and other sects, the imperial city has become stronger. , The residents of Chaoge City no longer worry about whether there will be thunder and fire from the sky every day, and they die, and everything is slowly recovering.

In the hall, the emperor is discussing matters with ministers.

In the side hall, Gu Qing sat in front of the case and looked at the memorial, while Concubine Hu was staring at him not far away.

A Piao floated on the beam, and Ping Yongjia lay flat on the couch.

There was a chill from the deepest part. It was clearly indoors, but there was wind and snow that kept falling and spilled somewhere on the ground.

Yuan Qijing was sitting there, all the wind and snow fell on him, and he sneaked in without any overflow.

A clear breeze passed, and Jing Jiu appeared in the side hall.

Ping Yongjia and Apiao showed joy and hurriedly came to worship. Then they thought of the vision last night, and they didn't know what to say to comfort them.

Jing Jiu walked to Yuan Qijing and bowed a deep salute, very solemnly.

Yuan Qijing closed his eyes and ignored him.

According to the truth, this is extremely rude and shouldn't happen to this Qingshan Jianli.

Gu Qing reacted at this time and hurriedly came to Master, ready to report the events that happened this year as quickly as possible, but Jing Jiu waved his hand to stop it.

He walked into the main hall, and all the ministers including the **** emperor knelt together.

Yesterday's vision of heaven and earth, almost the entire Chaotian Continent has seen it.

The early morning of Ohara Castle arrived early.

It should be late at night, but the sky is full of morning light and the sun rises early.

Everyone knows what that means.

Why is he still so calm, as if nothing happened?

"Whose piano player is the best?" Jing Jiu asked.

The academic Hu who is best at playing chess is now nearly a hundred years old, and said with a trembling voice, "I can play."

Jing Jiu said: "Play a song to listen to it."

At this time, people are still in the mood to listen to the piano, and everyone feels a little weird.

The coldness is so unbelievable.

The court lady **** put on the precious guqin, and the academician Hu converged his mind and played a piece of tune with his skinny fingers.

Jing Jiu said: "Not as good as the piano I listened to yesterday."

The hall is quiet.

No one understands what he means, or what he wants to do.

Gu Qing looked at him, very worried.

"Back then, I learned a lot in only nine days. I thought it was a very simple thing to live. Only now I discovered that there are many things that I can't learn, such as playing the piano, such as..." Jing Jiu paused After a while, he continued: "For example, I don't cry."

"If He Zhan comes over, don't let him go back north, if he insists on going back, let Qingshan protect him."

He confessed to Gu Qing: "Send me home later."

Gu Qing suddenly felt extremely intense anxiety.

Jing Jiu walked to the stone steps in front of the temple, looked at the sky in the distance, and said, "It's really difficult."

After speaking these two words, he closed his eyes and fell backward.

His body fell on the ground without making much sound.

It looked like a mountain collapsed.

There were countless exclamations in the hall, Jing Yao suddenly got up, rushed towards the stage, and was stopped by the **** sent by Concubine Hu.

Ping Yongjia and A Piao came to the stone steps as quickly as possible, and looked around vigilantly to isolate the ministers and eunuchs.

Gu Qing knelt next to Jing Jiu, stretched out his trembling fingers, and touched his breath. He found that although it was extremely long and weak, it did not break off. Then he confirmed that his sword intent had no signs of distraction.

Fortunately, the most feared thing did not happen.

Gu Qing was a little collapsed, his legs softened, and he sat directly on the ground.

The discussion in the hall gradually rose.

Gu Qing forcibly controlled his mind, picked up Jing Jiu from the ground, walked into the side hall, and prepared to put it on the soft couch.

Ping Yongjia suddenly thought that the emperor was walking on this soft couch last year, and it was a bit unlucky, so she quickly stopped her.

Hu Guifei said to Gu Qing: "Go to my palace."

Gu Qing was silent for a while and nodded.

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The guard of the imperial city has been raised to the highest level, and flying flies are constantly staggering in the sky.

According to the predecessor's edict, Jing Jiu possesses the highest power of the Jing clan dynasty. His sudden coma will naturally cause great concussions and panic.

People even wonder why he suddenly fainted.

Ping Yongjia and A Piao stood by the couch, looking a little helpless.

Gu Qing stood in front of the window with a solemn expression.

Naturally, he would not put Master on Hu Guifei's bed. This was the residence where he taught Jing Yao back then.

Jing Jiu has slept for three days and three nights, and there is still no sign of waking up.

Gu Qing's mood is getting heavier and heavier, especially considering that the letter to Qingshan has already been sent out, why has no one arrived?

At this moment, the imperial city formation suddenly felt that someone tried to break into the imperial palace, but was stopped, and was confronted with the God Guards.

Gu Qing saw that the person was a little surprised, and motioned to the God Guards to let him in.

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The invisible barrier in front of him suddenly disappeared. He Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly and broke into the imperial city without any fear. He came to the center of the square and sternly shouted: "Jing Jiu! Come out for me!"

Three days ago, the entire Chaotian Continent saw the heaven and earth vision in Dayuan City. He was deep in the snowy field, and he also saw the morning light.

Those morning lights are bright, but not dazzling, just like his adventures from childhood to childhood, always so natural, but dazzling.

Immediately afterwards, there was a magnificent and desolate knife light in the snowy field.

The sky is falling apart, and neither the monsters of the Snow Country nor the practitioners of the human race can continue to stay.

He Zhan didn't want to stay either.

When he was in Baotong Monastery, he had already vaguely guessed the identity of his aunt, so he became more arrogant. He dared to go to Dawn Lake to kill people, dared to go into the snowy field to kill monsters, and dare to fight with the elders of the big sects. Scolded.

With her, he doesn't have to be afraid of anyone.

Now, she is gone.

He went to Ohara City as quickly as possible, and found nothing, and then came down to Chaoge City under the guidance of the three thousand teachers and elders.

What happened in Chaoge City last year has spread throughout Chaotian Continent. Everyone knows the relationship between Jing Jiu and Lian Sanyue, and they also know that they left Chaoge City to travel the world together.

Now that she is dead, Jing Jiu is still alive.

Of course He Zhan has to come and ask for an explanation.

It doesn't matter if you can play or not.

She is gone.

He is not afraid anymore.

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Gu Qing invited He Zhan into the temple.

All of He Zhan's anger, tension, and murderous aura turned into panic.

Jing Jiu lay on the couch with his eyes closed, without any breath, as if he had become a dead thing.

"What's going on?" he asked tremblingly.

No one knows the reason, Yuan Qijing may know, but he also closed his eyes in the main hall of the palace, not knowing when he would wake up.

Gu Qing thought of Master's experience of sleeping in the Guocheng Temple for several years, and said: "It may be related to immortality."

This is the most likely scenario.

Even the real person Jingyang and Lian Sanyue, who want to defeat the immortal who descended, have to pay a great price.

Now one person is asleep, and the other person has left the world.

He Zhan felt so uncomfortable, but he had nowhere to vent, yelled angrily, and then started crying.

Looking at him who was aggrieved, crying like a dead father and mother orphan, Ping Yongjia and A Piao felt so strange, wondering why they were so sad.

He Zhan cried but didn't know.

No one knows the relationship between him and Shuiyue'an, and Lian Sanyue.

Gu Qing received Jing Jiu's explanation, guessing something vaguely, and patted him on the shoulder to express comfort.

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He Zhan did not stay in Chaoge City, and left that night. According to him, Sword Sage Cao Yuan was fighting the worst battle with the queen in two hundred years in a snowy field. He must rush back to Baicheng Stare. NS.

Jing Jiu didn't wake up, so Gu Qing naturally wanted to follow his instructions and send him home.

The question is where is his home?

Speaking logically~IndoMTL.com~He is the uncle of the Emperor of God. He has grown up in the palace since he was a child. Of course, this is his home, but Gu Qing always feels that he doesn't mean that, so why add this sentence? talk?

"Master's time in Qingshan is countless times longer than the time in the palace. For him, that is home." Ping Yongjia scratched his head and said.

Gu Qing said: "Even if the master means this, you can't go back to Qingshan."

Qingshan is too far away, and Yuan is riding a whale in Chaoge City. Now it is Fang Jing's master. Jing Jiu, who is still asleep, is sent back to Qingshan or Yunji Town...that's too dangerous.

"Is it possible that a real person is talking about the Jing Family of Taichang Temple?" Hu Guifei asked.

Gu Qing and Ping Yongjia and A Piao looked at each other, thinking that there seemed to be some truth.

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Jingyang’s home may be the imperial palace or Qingshan, but of course Jing Jiu’s home is the well house not far from Taichang Temple.

The black eaves of Taichang Temple were covered with ashes, not as agile as in the past, but not as terrifying anymore.

Someone came on the evening when Gu Qing and others sent Jing Jiu back to Jing's house.

The sunset glow is very bright, like blood.

Zhao Layue stood under the begonia tree, looking at Jing Jiu who was asleep in the study, and she was silent.

Fussi's sword came out, all the crabapple trees were chopped into pieces, and the twilight light entered the window to take a clearer picture of Jing Jiu's face.

The debris of trees and flowers fell with the wind, and none of them could fall on her.

The breeze gently brushed the black hair on her shoulders.

Last year, after she heard about Chaoge City, she began to grow her hair, and she was about to reach her waist.

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