The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 18: Want to be alone

The birth of Yimaozhai book is more important than Qingshan Tongtian and Zhongzhou Mahayana. The heaven and earth showed various signs in advance.

This strong wind is one of them, and this year's lotus blossoms in early spring is another one.

Xiaohe picked a lotus leaf and rubbed it out with the lotus lily. After spending a long time carefully, he finally steamed the sweet lotus leaf rice and brought it to Liu Shisui happily.

Because of the murder in the mountain village, Liu Shisui's mood has been a little depressed these days. She doesn't know how to solve it, so she can only pay special attention to food.

Fortunately, Liu Shisui, unlike Jing Jiu, still has a bit of interest in eating, but she finally didn't let her mind go in vain.

Looking at Liu Shisui's delicious food, Xiaohe felt very satisfied, cleaned up the paper and ink on the desk, and went to the window to check how long the talisman paper could last.

There has been too much wind during the recent period, so you must use talisman paper to set up a wind gust to avoid being disturbed.

As for the inn she opened, of course, there is no business. No matter how good the place Gu Qing picked for her back then, he couldn't help being disturbed by the world.

She came to the window and saw a few clear rays of light in the mountains ahead, and then saw a few monks, with a slightly different expression: "Anyone from the Zhongzhou School actually came?"

Liu Shisui walked to the window and looked over, his gaze fell on the face of a tall and thin old man, and compared with the files that had been memorized in the cloud platform back then, he confirmed the identity of the other party, and said: "Ren Qianzhu, he was the peak of the Transcendent Realm back then, but he did not know why it was so late in the past 100 years. He actually broke through the three realms and is already the upper realm of Refining Void."

Xiao He heard that the other party was actually a great power in the upper realm of refining the virtual world, and said nervously: "Isn't that a great figure from the Zhongzhou faction?"

Liu Shisui said: "In the past, Tan Zhenren didn't like him. In the past few years, he has gained some authority. After the death of Qianmen, his status in Yunmengshan will be higher."

A hundred years ago, Jing Jiu and Bu Qiuxiao reached an agreement in the old plum garden that Yimaozhai would no longer interfere with the throne. In the eyes of the Zhongzhou faction, this was an act of abandoning allies.

After that, the relationship between Yimaozhai and Zhongzhou School was naturally no longer close. Afterwards, Bu Qiuxiao personally guarded Jing in Chaoge City for ninety years, and the two sides were about to tear their faces apart.

This time the Zhongzhou faction asked Ren Qianzhu to celebrate the sanctification of Bu Qiuxiao, obviously trying to restore the relationship between the two sects.

The Qingshan Sect is now putting too much pressure on the Zhongzhou faction. Jing Jiu returned to Qingshan and defeated Fang Jingtian neatly, without causing Qingshan's internal consumption to be too serious.

Thinking about this incident, Liu Shisui felt a little relaxed, and said: "No matter how hard the Zhongzhou faction struggles, it doesn't make sense. After all, it is not the opponent of the son."

Xiaohe wanted to talk about the fact that the two real people are the top figures in Chaotian Continent...Well, she has become accustomed to Liu Shisui's blind trust or admiration for Jing Jiu. She blinked her eyes and asked:" How do you compare with this Ren Qianzhu?"

Liu Shisui said: "He is a senior elder of the Zhongzhou faction, I am naturally far inferior to him, but with the best sword and Guancheng pen, I should be able to kill him."

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This is the entrance of the Qianli Wind Corridor, but there is no strict guard. The mountains and rivers are very beautiful, but the new grass is flattened by the wind, and it looks pitiful. I want to come here when the wind is small, there may be many tourists.

Ren Qianzhu flicked his sleeves to disperse the strong wind that hit his face, looking at the inn and the shops with closed doors, thinking about this in his heart.

Walking past the inn and walking along the river, it didn't take long to arrive at a lake.

There are countless waves on the lake, coming one after another, looking quite powerful, the waves are amazing.

The willow trees growing by the lake are blowing and dancing continuously, the leaves are all gone, and even the bark of the willow branches is peeled off a lot.

"The Wind Corridor of Thousand Miles is indeed well-known. According to the sound of the wind in the depths of the Corridor, the wind is more swift and has the yin of the lower realm. Not much difference."

Ren Qianzhu said to the accompanying disciples: "I have passed the book and entered the fast. It should still take some time. You will practice your own practice here and have a feeling."

The disciples accepted their orders and went to sit in the woods to calm their minds.

Fluttering.

A red bird came up against the wind, landed on a willow tree, and combed its feathers.

Ren Qianzhu stood under the tree, looking at the huge waves on the lake, as if unaware.

The red bird raised his head, his black eyes rolled slightly, and he said: "How about the cold mountain bottom?"

Ren Qianzhu was still facing the lake, but with a more respectful expression, he replied: "The random repairman who was arranged back then died inexplicably, and the magic weapon made of scales should also be destroyed. It is impossible to determine the fire carp. Location."

Red Bird said: "Even if you find the fire carp, you need to find a way to control it, otherwise the barrier will be extremely difficult to destroy."

Ren Qianzhu solemnly said: "After Yueqianmen died, Bai Zhenren trusted me more, but only she knew how to control the fire carp. She didn't even know the real person, she couldn't tell me."

"Forget it then."

The red bird flew from the branch, followed the wind, and soon turned into a small black spot, disappearing at the entrance of the wind corridor.

Ren Qianzhu still didn't move, watching the huge waves on the lake quietly, and then looking away after a long time.

It turns out that he is also a person who does not grow old.

It's no wonder that when Yueqianmen took back the dzi beads in Chaoge City last year, they would be killed by the Taiping Master who took control of their whereabouts.

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The little red bird flew to the entrance of the Qianli Wind Corridor and landed on the eaves of the inn.

The strong wind blows its feathers and turns, its vermilion shades vary, but it is very cute.

It slowly turned its head and looked into the depths of the wind corridor.

Yimaozhai is there.

In a few days, Bu Qiuxiao will become holy. Before that, the atmosphere of heaven and earth will change drastically. He only needs to choose any moment to injure Bu Qiuxiao's body, obtain his sage's aura, and break Yi Maozhai's formation to suppress the passage of the underworld, and he can send this gale to the underworld.

Wind is the flow of qi, without any lethality, even the gloomy wind with a chilly flavor will not cause any harm to the underworld.

What he wants to borrow is the wind.

Only this strong wind can ignite all the flames in the Styx.

What will happen to the violently burning Styx if it encounters the endless waters of the East China Sea and the sky full of blood fog in the Heavenly Killing Array?

It's because he thinks about the scene with a little joy.

The first problem he has to solve is how to get close to Bu Qiuxiao.

If he followed Ren Qianzhu into Yimaozhai, he should be able to hide the eyes of those scholars. The problem is that Ren Qianzhu can't get too close to Bu Qiuxiao.

Thinking about these things, the little red bird was pacing on the eaves, making a light pop.

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Papa, papa.

Xiao He looked up at the roof and said, "There was no such strong wind in the past years, and the stones were all rolled up. Listen, the hit is really strong."

"It's amazing."

Liu Shisui held the Guan Cheng pen in his right hand and the slightly trembling Fuer Sword in his left hand. He looked at the piece of paper on the table and said.

Xiaohe didn't know what was going on, so he glanced at him strangely.

Liu Shisui maintained this posture and was silent for a long time. In the end, he chose to put down the pen and sword in his hand.

On that piece of paper is an ancient ode from his predecessors copied by him, saying that the righteousness enters the Xinghan, and the scholar of the country is unparalleled.

At this moment, what he was thinking about was another sentence wishing to be alone.

If he is just a person, he will never put down Guancheng pen and Fujin, even if he will die later~ IndoMTL.com~ at least can notify the classmates in Yimaozhai, Mr. warning.

The crashing and rolling sound of stones on the roof suddenly stopped. Xiao He looked out the window and found that the wind was still continuing. He couldn't help but wonder.

There was another soft snap, a piece of the roof shattered, and the strong wind poured in with the sky light, making a screaming scream.

The little red bird flew in, waving its wings, and the sound of the wind disappeared.

With a clear light, the red bird fell on the ground and turned into a boy in red.

When Xiao He guessed the identity of the other party, his face became extremely pale, and he subconsciously stepped back a few steps and stood beside Liu Shisui.

The real Taiping smiled and said to her: "I bothered you to take me to pick some lotus flowers that year, but I haven't thanked you yet."

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(Today I took the whole family officially on the journey, ten people, two cars, I feel a lot of pressure...)