The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 111: The more beautiful things I cannot touch

The inquirers in the illusion of Blue Sky are actually their souls, and so is Jing Jiu.

Without a physical body, only Divine Soul, his Netherworld Sword can have unimaginable speed, even the Nascent Soul Realm can't compete.

Jing Jiu didn't answer Duke Mo's question, and silently replied to Zhen Yuan.

Duke Mo left the ruins and walked into the snow. The dense holes in his body opened again, shooting countless blood arrows.

He didn't seem to feel anything at all, so he stopped before Jing Jiu.

He felt the loss of vitality and the disappearance of the mystery in the sky, and he couldn't help but feel a little stunned when he recalled Jing Jiu's previous words of looking back on the past.

This kind of sorrow is not regret, because he wants to do two things, not only wants to see the scene in the sky, but also hopes that the future of Human Race is beautiful.

He just regrets that these two things happened at the same time, so he had to make a choice.

In the end, he didn't draw his sword. He could only say that he missed it. Of course, it could also be because he still had an instinctive fear of the sky.

Duke Mo said to Jing Jiu: "Unfortunately, we can only choose once."

Jing Jiu said, "Yes, this is a pity."

Duke Mo didn't say anything, he slowly sat down in the snow, raised his sleeves and wiped the blood drops on his face, then closed his eyes, and said goodbye.

The wind and snow disappeared early, and it was quiet.

Zuo Rusui sealed his bleeding arm and turned the wheelchair around.

Tong Yan's face is pale, her breathing is rapid, and her thick eyebrows are raised extremely high, which represents a great deal of doubt. He said to Jing Jiu, "What are you afraid of me guessing?"

Jing Jiu said: "You have guessed it, but I won't admit it, so stop talking and die."

Tong Yan had a look of regret in her eyes, then she smiled, her head tilted, and her breathing was cut off.

Liu Shisui sat up from the ruins with difficulty, panting and saying, "It hurts."

The blood hole in his chest is huge, it looks terrifying, and you can imagine its pain.

Duke Mo's realm strength is too strong, if it weren't for his sword to be locked in such a **** way, it would be difficult for the Netherworld Immortal Sword to kill him so smoothly.

Jing Jiu said: "Don't hold on, let's go."

He was the emperor of the Chu Kingdom, but killing King Jing Shizi who came with the decree in the imperial palace will inevitably cause an uproar afterwards.

As his personal guard, Liu Shisui is dying after all.

Liu Shisui drew his sword across his neck. When he was about to exert his strength, he suddenly remembered something and asked: "Your Majesty, what is the relationship between us?"

Jing Jiu said, "You will know when you go out."

Liu Shisui said: "Then I will take a step first."

Jing Jiu said: "Wait for me outside, don't go far."

Liu Shisui said okay, using his hands slightly, he choked himself to death.

Although Zhuo Ru is seriously injured and has no worries about his life, as a famous assassin in the illusion, there must be a way to escape from the palace.

Before leaving, he also asked Jing Jiu a question.

"What is so weird about your sword?"

This is talking about before entering the illusion, in the valley where Bai Zao practiced, they once fought a battle. At that time, Zhuo Rusui felt strange. Ming Jing Jiu's sword looked very ordinary, but every time they met, they fought It will make his Jian Yuan run stagnant for a while.

The iron sword is a lot weird. Jing Jiu knew what he was asking and said, "My sword is poisonous."

Zuo Rusui thought about his usual performance and said, "Uncle Master, I think you are poisonous."

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The silence in the palace gate brought unimaginable anxiety to those outside the palace gate, and the bachelor could no longer wait like this.

With a loud bang, the palace gate was knocked open by the Forbidden Army with heavy wood.

The academician waved his sleeves to dissuade him from the left and right, and entered first, looking at the picture in front of him, his expression changed suddenly, and he turned and ordered everyone to leave and not to enter.

The ministers and the imperial army retreated as ordered, and blocked the sight of the inside and outside with the cloth. The academician looked at the completion of these things with a cold face, and then turned around again.

Looking at the blood and water on the snow and the terrible images, his face was a little pale, his body swayed slightly, and he muttered: "Why is this?"

Duke Mo sat on the ground, covered in blood, closed his eyes, and died.

Prince Jing Shizi is sitting in a wheelchair, tilting his head, and has no breath.

The black and thin guard who stayed half a step away from your Majesty is also dead. There is a huge blood hole in his chest and a terrifying blood line in his throat.

The academician walked up to Jing Jiu, only for such a short distance, he used a lot of strength, and the wrinkles on his face became much deeper, as if he was several years old.

Jing Jiu said with an indifferent expression: "Prince King Jing colluded with Mo Gong to assassinate me, and died with this guard."

The bachelor naturally knows that this is not true. His Majesty just gave himself an explanation, and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty...why do you want to do this?"

Jing Jiu said: "Prince Jing Shizi guessed some of my thoughts, so he must die."

The academician said painfully: "As soon as this matter came out, King Jing would either vote for Zhao, or vote for Qin, or go the other way. It is difficult for Chu to win the world, doesn't your majesty care?"

Jing Jiu said: "Those scholars who are making trouble outside the palace, you should be very clear about what they are thinking. There is nothing wrong with fear of fighting and avoiding war. It is human nature, but if you want to win the world, it is not feasible to rely on Chu people. "

The country of Chu is peaceful for a long time, and the people's customs are gentle. I just want to be properly secured and carefully preserved to prevent him from suffering, from wandering around, and from having nowhere to rely on.

Such people are only suitable for being people, and nothing else will work.

"As long as there is enough time, these can be changed."

The academician looked at Jing Jiuyu and said sincerely, "Although I am old, you are still young, Your Majesty."

Jing Jiu said: "I can only change some of the people around me. I can't and don't want to change everyone in the world. It's too tired and troublesome."

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The snow palace was assassinated and the city was in chaos. There were a lot of troublesome follow-ups that needed to be dealt with. Mr. Zhang didn't care about getting tired and left the palace in a hurry. Naturally, he did not forget to order people to clean up the blood and corpses in the snow, just like years. Qian Jing Jiu encountered the first assassination in the morning light.

The riots outside the imperial city, assassinations and arson in the capital were all suppressed, and the city was full of crying and scolding.

Those scholars and ordinary people who were worried about the safety of King Jing's son were dispersed by the Forbidden Army, naturally spreading a lot of rumors, which was quite detrimental to Jing Jiu.

For example, the thunder and lightning in Xuekong must be God's dissatisfaction with His Majesty's perverse actions!

Many ministers are trying to persuade the scholars not to be so tough. There are more than ten ministers who want to make trouble and force the emperor to abdicate.

The academicians were furious and sent all these people to imprisonment.

When the twilight was deep, the academician once again entered Gongmianjun and carefully reported the situation in the court and the reaction of Cangzhou.

Prince Jing Shizi really wanted to kill the emperor when he entered the palace. The problem is that now that he is dead and His Majesty the Emperor is still alive, then no one believes what the court said.

In order to appease the hearts of the people, the court always needs to do something, and the emperor should do something even more.

"Stop the emperor, or expel it."

Jing Jiu put her black hair behind her back, tied it with a cloth tape, and said, "But don't try to kill me."

The bachelor of course will not abolish the emperor, although he has already understood that his majesty does not want to be the emperor at all.

If the throne is left empty, those useless princes will inevitably jump out, and King Jing, who is far away in Cangzhou, does not know what to do.

He pondered for a while and said: "Your Majesty write a sin against yourself, and then come to the quiet palace."

Jing Jiu said: "Yes."

The academician sighed in his heart, got up and walked outside the temple.

The threshold seemed to burn in the twilight.

When crossing the threshold, the bachelor suddenly thought of a possibility, turned to look at Jing Jiu, his eyes lit up and said, "Your Majesty, do you want to have a son?"

Jing Jiu's answer is very simple and clear.

"I don't want to."

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The twilight was getting darker, and the night came first, the blood outside the temple was washed away with snow water, there was no **** smell, and even the palace gate was repaired.

Fluttering, the blue bird spread its wings and flew, landed on the window, and looked at Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu said, "Thank you very much."

He rarely says thank you, because he rarely needs help from others.

Today Duke Mo stepped into the palace, and the blue bird flew away from the chessboard and stood at the corner of the eaves on a high place. Using the angle of view, he cleverly selected the pictures. The monks in the real world only knew that Duke Mo was dead. But he didn't see his shot, and Tong Yan was sitting in a wheelchair with her back to Xueting, and she couldn't see the specific picture.

There is no love or hatred for no reason. Any help needs to be paid back, but sometimes the reward is one's spiritual satisfaction.

Blue Bird does not belong to this kind, and said: "I hope you can help me figure out a problem."

Jing Jiu said: "Say."

Blue Bird said: "Why can Duke Mo see the truth?"

At that time, Duke Mo was standing in the snow, looked at it in the sky, and saw the truth.

Therefore, thunder will fall and Heavenly Tribulation will be born.

Blue Bird is not afraid of this matter~IndoMTL.com~ Otherwise, it will not leave paw prints on the snow, helping Mo Gong to see the truth more clearly.

Jing Jiu said: "The truth can see the truth, and such things will become more and more in the illusion."

Blue Bird said: "Why?"

Jing Jiu looked into her eyes, and said profoundly, "You have to ask yourself this question."

Blue Bird understood what he meant and was silent for a long time.

If Duke Mo wakes up and becomes a real life, what will happen to her Qingtian Jianling?

Or, at certain moments, changes that you don't know about have occurred, and these things will appear in Qingtianjian?

When is that moment?

Blue Bird remembered, it should be when she lied to Madam Bai.

She looked into Jing Jiu's eyes, and said with a trace of fear and a trace of yearning: "What exactly are you...?"