The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 13: Out of the snow field

Without any suspense, Ping Yongjia chose Shen Mofeng, and people did not have a chance to see his kendo talent.

Uncle Meili and Lin Wuzhi looked at each other again and smiled. They have done their best for Qingrong Peak and Tianguang Peak, and there is nothing they can do.

The Chengjian Conference was not over yet, Yuanqu left with Ping Yongjia in those unwilling sights.

When he came to the top of Shenmo Peak, Yuanqu confessed that he was waiting here, so he hurriedly turned and ran down the mountain, thinking he was going to explain something to Junior Sister Yushan.

There is no one on the top of the peak, and there is still snow left.

Ping Yongjia was very nervous, but didn't show it on his face, because he didn't know if Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue were observing him in the rumors.

It didn't take long for Gu Qing to walk out of the Taoist temple and said to him: "In the fall, I retreat and forgot to inform you. Fortunately, you didn't forget it yourself."

Ping Yongjia hurriedly saluted, thinking about where he has not forgotten. This is entirely due to her courage and greed, but these words are naturally unable to be spoken.

Gu Qing looked at his hesitant expression, smiled and said, "Are you curious why Master chose you?"

Ping Yongjia nodded repeatedly. He now naturally knows that the pair of young men and women he met when he climbed Jianfeng last year were the two commanders of Shenmofeng, but it was always weird to him to be able to worship under Shenmofeng's gate. He wondered if he hit him. What is broken?

Gu Qing asked: "Do you know how high the two commanders are in Jianfeng Retreat?"

Ping Yongjia thought for a while, and said: "At that time, I only wanted to go higher, the higher the better, and then I was so scared that I would crawl down, I don't know how high it was."

Gu Qing smiled and said: "It seems that you don't know how high your talent is."

Sword Peak is difficult, and how high he can climb often means how talented the green mountain disciple is in the sword.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue retreat at Jianfeng, and the chosen place is naturally extremely high, so Ping Yongjia's kendo talent is naturally extremely high.

The reason is that simple, Ping Yongjia quickly figured it out, thinking that he was actually a genius in the swordsmanship recognized by the two masters, scratching his head happily.

Looking at his movements, Gu Qing thought of the monkeys under the cliff. They felt more kind to this new beginner, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Practice well in the future and don't lose face to Master." /

After saying this, he turned and left, preparing to go to the Taoist Temple and continue to retreat to raise the sword.

Ping Yongjia was stunned, watching Gu Qing about to walk into the Taoist Temple, she couldn't help but anxiously shouted, "That...Brother, what shall I do next?"

Gu Qing stopped, turned around and said: "If you finish learning the lessons of the sword pavilion, you should raise the sword first, and then you will practice the true sword of the peak, and wait until the master comes back to talk about it."

Ping Yongjia widened his eyes and asked: "Raise a sword? You told me not to rush to take the sword. I don't have a sword now."

Gu Qing said: "If you don't have a sword, you can raise your mind first. As for the sword, don't worry, otherwise it will be very troublesome when the master wants to change the sword for you in the future."

This is his personal experience.

He is now in the wild state, has developed a sword ghost, but suddenly wants to change the sword, which is prone to big problems.

Even if the sword is a universe front, he still finds it very troublesome.

Ping Yongjia didn't know his worries. After listening to his words, she was very happy. She wanted to enter God Mofeng and even packaged Feijian. This benefit is really great.

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This year's Qingshan Sword Inheritance Conference, there are two more eye-catching things.

Shen Mofeng recruited another disciple, but Liang Wangfeng did not appear.

The disciples of Liangwangfeng are now in the far north, on the front line of fighting against the monsters of the Snow Country.

Many of the elder disciples of the other peaks also went to Baicheng, led by Fang Jingtian himself.

In the early spring, Baicheng felt a deep chill. In the barracks built on the hillside, white smoke could be seen everywhere.

There is no hot spring there, but there are countless vats filled with hot water.

In the past few years, there have been several small animal waves. The reduction in the number of soldiers in the Zhenbei Army is not too severe, but there are a lot of wounded soldiers. Hot water and medicine are especially needed at this time.

The medical monks of Guocheng Temple are in charge of the latter, while Yimaozhai and other sects who are good at Fudao are responsible for heating and logistics including the former.

The Qingshan disciples are responsible for killing the enemy as they have done in the past countless years.

Dozens of sword lights returned from the snowy field and fell on the wilderness in front of the mountain.

I swept across Nanshan's line of sight, and counted the number of people again, confirming that no one had fallen in the snowy field, and I felt a little relaxed.

Including him, Gu Han, You Siluo, Jian Ruoshui and other two Wangfeng disciples have been promoted to the wilderness, and they are very powerful. They are responsible for hunting down those who have left the battlefield and may go south. monster. It is not a frontal battlefield, but it is more dangerous. In a few years, seven Qingshan disciples have been seriously injured and sent back to Qingshan. As the frequency of beast tides has increased, the power has become more and more powerful. I believe death is very serious. It will come soon, and what makes them a little worried is that as the situation in the snowy field is tense, the evil sects in Lengshan are already showing signs of being ready to move.

Guo Nanshan said: "I only hope that the Daoists of the Kunlun School can control the situation."

Gu Han expressionlessly said: "Only those useless things? In my opinion, taking advantage of the temporary quiet time of the snowfield, we will go to Lengshan to clean up once, to shock the younger generations."

"Don't count me in this matter." A weak voice came from the crowd.

After looking at Nanshan and others, they found that it was Zhuo Rusui, and his expression was slightly different.

Gu Han stared at him and said: "Are you going to watch evil forces like Xuanyin Sect take the opportunity to take advantage of it?"

Zuo Rusui drooped his eyelids, and said listlessly: "People are now called Xuanyin Sect. Listening to this name, it is obviously against the Wind Sword Sect. The Sword Sage is not in a hurry. Why are you in a hurry?"

People looked at him with complicated eyes.

Among the younger generation of disciples, Zhuo Rusui's reputation is of course great. That year, Qingshan tried his sword, and he finally exited from the top of Tianguang Peak and defeated Zhao Layue in one fell swoop, which made his reputation to the extreme.

The disciples of Liang Wangfeng expect him to compete with Jing Jiuyi. Who ever thought that after losing to Jing Jiu in Yunmeng Mountain, his acting style became more and more like those on Shenmo Peak.

As for what that style is, no one can say clearly. Jian Ruoshui, who hates Shenmofeng the most, is also not good, probably because he is afraid of trouble or that.

No one from Shenmofeng came to the snowy field this time. Zhuo Rusui is a close disciple of the real master, so naturally he still has to come.

But it is completely different from Guo Nanshan. In his body, he can't see the wonderful things of fighting the enemy bravely, taking the lead in everything, and setting an example.

Jian Ruoshui's face was gloomy and looked at him and said: "If you are as afraid of death as Gu Qing, don't follow it at all."

Hearing this, Gu Han's expression changed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Zuo Rusui looked at Jian Ruoshui, slowly raising his face.

He didn't want to show his contempt by looking at people with his nostrils, but he was ready to give a hmm.

Guo Nanshan is the first disciple of Tianguang Peak. After hearing Master Liu's words many times, he naturally knew what he wanted to do, and he said in a deep voice, "Shut up!"

Zuo Rusui thought that I didn't need to open my mouth even if I uttered. Does this brother have anything to do with me?

You Siluo suddenly looked at the snowy field and said, "Who is that?"

Within less than a hundred days from the end of the previous war, there are still many dangers in the snowy field. Why would anyone walk out alone?

The person's body is extremely weird, but within a few dozen breaths of time, he came to the edge of the snowy field from Black Mountain, and he couldn't see how he did it.

Gu Han asked: "Are you from the Zhongzhou School?"

In most people's minds, only the Zhongzhou School's Heaven and Earth Escape Method can be so vague and unpredictable.

Guo Nanshan shook his head and said: "It's He Zhan."

The Qingshan disciples were very surprised.

The man walked out of the snowy field and came to the front of the barracks. The monk's clothes in front of him were already in tatters, as messy as newly grown hair.

Looking at He Zhan, everyone's eyes were a little different.

Gu Han frowned and said, "I was the first one to be a descendant of the world in the bright place from the beginning?"

Since you have to live in the world, you have to conceal your identity in order to understand the true meaning of the world. In the past countless years, the descendants of the Guocheng Temple who have lived in the world have acted in this way. They will not reveal their identity until the accomplishment of their merits. The descendant of the previous generations, the current sword saint Cao Yuan finally chose to stay in the north, and did not return to Guocheng Temple to take over as the abbot, but he had also kept his name in the Fengdaojiao for many years.

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He Zhan obviously experienced a series of hard fights in the snowfield, and his injuries were not light, but no one in the barracks came to meet him.

It's not that the doctors and monks in Guocheng Temple are too busy, or that the masters dislike him and act too ostentatiously, ruining the original intention of dancing in the red, but because someone has already gone.

With the crisp and beautiful ringtone, Young Master Suspense Sect turned into a blue smoke, came to He Zhan, held his arm, and his little face was full of concern.

"It's okay."

He Zhan shook his head.

He sighed in relief, and then asked: "Will you go to the grandma's birthday? I can't stay here for too long, there are still many things to be arranged."

He Zhan shook his head again.

Sus raised her little face and pleaded: "You better go, Mommy wants to see you."

He Zhan did not speak.

Sese's voice said bitterly: "There will be something big that day, I'm very scared, I hope you will be by my side then."

He Zhan still said nothing.

Sese became angry, threw his hand away, and said, "Don't think about lie to me anymore. I asked Sister Twelfth Moon, you guys in Guocheng Temple won't keep your mantra at all!"

He Zhan closed his mouth and continued on without saying a word.

Sus stopped, stood in the snow looking at his back, and said in a crying voice: "I'm crying, tell you, I'm going to cry!"

He Zhan's body was slightly stiff, he slowly turned around, looked at her and said, "I found Jiang Rui's body in the snowy field."

Sese was originally a fake cry. After listening to this, the cry in her voice disappeared without a trace, and she said seriously and sympathetically: "This is really a regrettable thing."

He Zhan said: "What can you do if you let him go?"

Sus proudly said: "I will kill him, so what can I do?"

He Zhan sighed, turned around and continued to leave, his body faint as a ghost.

Sese knew that she couldn't catch up with him. She was angry and curious. She wondered where did he get these weird physical skills?

She suddenly thought of the exercises He Zhan had learned with that old Hong **** in the Mirror of Blue Sky, and she covered her mouth in shock, wondering if you really cut yourself off?

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There is a mountain behind Baicheng.

There is a small temple under the mountain.

There is a golden Buddha in the temple.

There used to be no monks in this temple, but now there is one.

A young monk with the highest status in Zen Buddhism.

It has been seven years since Chanzi came to Baicheng.

In the past seven years, he has been playing in the mud in this small temple, unraveling the Gun Mountain, and occasionally going out to show his pictures.

If you replace Zenzi with the winter of previous years, Dao Sheng should be satisfied a lot.

Zhanzi is not satisfied, and feels very boring.

The Gun Mountain suddenly collapsed and scattered on the ground in front of the threshold.

I don't know what sign it means.

Zhanzi glanced twice, then gave up without calculating, stretched out, and said, "When can I go back?"

The deep and vaguely missing voice rang in the temple: "Are you in a hurry?"

Zhanzi said: "There is chaos in the temple, and crossing the sea almost made a big mistake, but I can't go back. How can I not be in a hurry?"

The sword saint said: "When the snowy field is divided, there will be peace."

The expression in Chanzi's eyes became cold for a few minutes, and he said: "Taiping reappears in the world. I can't say you have to go back."

The sword saint was silent for a while, and said: "I don't know if Lengshan's movement has anything to do with that real person."

Zhanzi said: "Xuanyin Sect does not need to worry too much. After being killed by Qingshan Sect, now only the flag is left."

Sage Sword said: "That flag is indeed a bit evil."

Zhanzi said: "Of course, otherwise the Green Mountain Sect would have already killed the door."

Qingshanzong and Xuanyinzong have a feud. If it weren't for the success of the Lieyang banners being refinished, it would be a little tricky to deal with it. How could Qingshanzong watch the Xuanyinzong show off in Lengshan and dare to change the religion.

At this moment, there was a creaking noise from behind the temple.

It was the terrifying sound of the deformation and distortion of the cliffs and the friction between the rock formations.

Zhanzi got up and walked outside the threshold.

The houses in Baicheng have collapsed a lot, and the smoke is gradually rising. Fortunately, the Wind Knife Sect has already driven away all the believers and residents. I think there will not be much casualties.

The movement in the snowfield in the distance is even more astonishing. The wind and snow roared up to the sky hundreds of feet high, after which you could faintly see the black mountains shaking.

What a terrible earthquake.

Zhanzi's sight passed through the dust and wind and snow, passed over the shaking Black Mountains, and landed in the depths of the snowy field.

There was a strong warning in his eyes.

What a powerful breath.

The human practitioners on the edge of the snowy field reacted and came to the air one after another, preparing to fight.

The sword light flashed, and the treasures pierced through the air, and an extremely powerful sword intent appeared at the forefront.

"Fang Jingtian is not an opponent~IndoMTL.com~Chanzi said with a cold voice: "Let everyone go back. "

Fang Jingtian's reputation in the practice world is not too great, but Zenzi and Daosheng naturally know that it is because the former peak master of the Green Mountain Sect has kept a low profile for three hundred years.

Fang Jingtian is the four disciples of the Taiping real person, breaking the sea peak and hopefully reaching the sky. Of course, he is the top powerhouse of the human race. It is the master of Yimaozhai, Bu Qiuxiao, who can only fight with him at most. At this moment, except for Baicheng Dao Sheng and Zen Zi are his strongest combat power.

Even Fang Jingtian is not an opponent. It is natural to know who is coming. It is no wonder that Zen Zi is so vigilant.

A bell rang in the small temple, signaling all practitioners to leave the battlefield as quickly as possible.

"Is it big or small?"

The thick and lacking voice suddenly became extremely round, like a bell that is still reverberating on the edge of a snowy field at this moment.

That's because in a very short time, the owner of this voice is ready to fight and die.

The wind and snow in Lonedao Town has been over a hundred years old.

He once went deep into the snowy field and fought against the Snow Queen for several games, each time he returned with serious injuries, without any chance of victory.

Just like Jing Jiu once said, the Snow Queen is the highest-order being in Chaotian Continent, and he has no opponents at all except when he is soaring.

If the other party really walks out of the snowy field, who can stop her?

He has thought about this question countless times.

He couldn't reach a conclusion until the end, but he wanted to understand one thing.

No matter who can stop her, always stop her.

Then the day the queen walks out of the snowy field, it should be her own time of death.

(End of this chapter)

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