The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 27: The green hills rise slightly

There was already a hundred miles away. Snowflakes rose from nothingness, danced with the wind, and then disappeared in the air. It was obviously not a natural thing.

Jian Lu Yuan rides a whale personally, Guangyuan real person and Nan Wang are ready to take action at any time, and there may be more powerhouses hidden in the clouds over there.

Acting with the strong strength and self-confidence of the Green Mountain Sect, the fact that they have put on such a big battle shows that the matter here is definitely not over, and it is still very big.

"What do we need to do?" the wind knife leader asked without hesitation.

Suppressing the underworld is the responsibility of all human races, and no one can stay out of it.

Mr. Guangyuan replied honestly: "I don't know. The head calls us to come, and we will come."

The wind knife master thought about the young Qingshan head, and didn't know what to say for a while, looked at the corpses of the twelve priests and said: "What to do? I take it back to Juye City?"

"No need."

The voice of the real Guangyuan man fell, and the sun shone on the Huiri Sword, which suddenly became extremely fierce, burning the corpses of the twelve priests to ashes.

Then he took out a note from his sleeve, looked at it carefully, confirmed that the time and place were correct, then bid farewell and stepped the sword hundreds of miles to the northwest.

The unpleasant singing voice also disappeared, and the isolated wind and snow disappeared into the sky.

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The twelve priests of the underworld came to the world and were immediately killed by the Green Mountain Sect. This incident was too coincidental and naturally aroused a lot of speculation and doubts.

Se Se said that the Qingshan School does not need to be explained, and the Qingshan School does not need to be explained to the people of the world, but some people are always special.

In the Zen room deep in Jingyuan, Zenzi took out the small wooden stick from his ear, blew off the earwax on the tip of the stick, and asked: "Unexpectedly, you also walked on the old peaceful road."

Jing Jiu took the iron kettle on the table farther, and said, "I am never different from him."

Zhanzi took out his ears earnestly again, then threw the small wooden stick into the mud outside the window, and said: "Anyone can guess that you are connected to the lower realm."

"No way?" Jing Jiu's voice has no mood swings.

The Canglong incarnates the Demon Prison in Chaoge City, blocking the passage in the abyss. In the name of the Underworld, the Zhongzhou Sect does not know how much benefit has been squeezed from the underworld.

The high priest of the underworld once projected to meet him in Chaoge City, and at that moment he confirmed certain things.

Zhanzi knew what he meant and said, "There is no evidence."

Jing Jiu poured himself a cup of tea and said, "You have no evidence."

Zhanzi also poured himself a cup of tea, drank slowly, and said: "Good tea, but no matter who you cooperate with in the underworld, it is not a good thing."

Jing Jiu said, "Gu Qing cooked it in an iron kettle. I think it's good."

Zhanzi glanced at him and said, "It will be years before I have decided the position of the head so early?"

From summer to autumn, they read countless scriptures in this meditation room, thought about countless plans, and finally found the direction to repair the disappearing cloud.

But as Zenzi said, Jing Jiu is only the first stage of breaking the sea, far away from the peak of Tongtian, let alone ascending.

Jing Jiu said: "After that person dies, it doesn't make much difference who is in charge."

Zhanzi said blankly: "If Taiping died so easily, he would have died six hundred years ago, he would have died three hundred years ago, and he should have died the year before."

Jing Jiu didn't continue the topic, and said, "Help me stare at Bai's house and don't let her contact the lower realms. At least not these few days."

Zhanzi said: "It's very simple."

Jing Jiu said, "You can't beat her again."

During the spring plum meeting, Chanzi said this in front of Guangyuan Zhenren and Yueqianmen. On the surface, he was humiliating the Zhongzhou School, but in fact he was reminding the Qingshan School.

Half a year passed, he finally returned this sentence to Zenzi.

Chanzi sighed and said, "This is Guocheng Temple, OK?"

In the afternoon, the details of the death of the twelve priests finally reached the bank of the East China Sea. Only then did people know that the person who was handed in yesterday was the real person of Guangyuan.

In the evening, there was the latest news that the seven priests of the underworld brought two warlocks who were very good at soul-fire and heart-to-heart tactics, and appeared not far outside Juye city.

Sword Sage Yuan was sitting in Baicheng, before the powerhouse of the Fengdao Sect had time to make a move, the seven priests and the two magicians with weird spirits died.

Still died under the sword of Qingshan.

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The night is beginning to dye, the stars are gradually rising, the twilight drum has ceased, and the evening class is over, and the Guocheng Temple is quiet. Walking between Tallinn, one can vaguely hear the blessings and whispers from both sides of the official road. I don't know which patient is dying or which patient is dying.

The monk has a keen sense of six senses. If you are a powerful person in the Nascent stage like Bai Zao, if you concentrate on listening, you can even hear the sound of the East China Sea dozens of miles away.

But there are waves and countless voices in her sea of ​​consciousness at this time, so naturally she has no intention to listen to distant voices.

When she came to the outside of the Jingyuan, it was passed on by the Da Chang Seng, and she walked in.

Gu Qing sat in front of the stone tower meditating, and it seemed that there was nothing to worry about.

Zuo Rusui was taking a nap on the side of the stone tower, and it seemed that he was full for dinner.

When I came to the meditation room, smelled the faint fragrance of tea, and looked at Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue sitting side by side, the waves in her heart gradually calmed down, and she asked, "How many more?"

Jing Jiu didn't speak, because he didn't know how many Tong Yan could cheat. Until now, he didn't quite understand why the priests of the underworld were so easy to deceive—because he didn't know exactly what the Seal of the Underworld meant to the people of the underworld.

Bai Zao looked into his eyes and asked, "Is the brother down?"

Jing Jiu didn't answer either.

Zhao Layue opened her eyes, retracted her body in a faint mist, looked at her eyes and asked: "How much do you know?"

Bai Zao said: "I only learned some of them recently."

Zhao Layue said: "Since you know these things, you shouldn't ask us, but ask your mother."

This sentence may seem common, but its edge is looming, and it is difficult to face it directly.

Bai Zao left the Jingyuan and came to that piece of Tallinn, where he was silent for a long time.

There is no wind tonight, and there is no sound of waves in the pine forest not far away, but the sound of waves in her ears is getting louder and louder, until she is disturbed by the sound of a few footsteps.

Three young girls, Sese, Bird Niang and Zhen Tao, came together to meet Jing Jiu.

They were a little surprised, smiled and said something to Bai Zaohan, and then walked towards Jingyuan.

There is indeed no wind tonight, but Bai Zao feels that the night wind is a little bit cold.

Whether it is in the Taoist war or the Dao meeting, the younger generation of monastic geniuses are all her friends and companions.

They once drank by the lake and made a great wish for peace in the world.

But now...Luo Huainan is dead, Tonglu is dead, Tong Yan is gone, He Zhan has become a monk, Su Ziye has become a lonely ghost, and the two Wangfeng disciples who crossed Nanshan and waited were detained in the mountain and could not come out.

On the contrary, there are so many young people in Jingyuan.

She is a little lonely.

"Wait a minute."

She called to Zhen Tao and asked with her eyes whether the senior was awake.

Zhen Tao shook her head, saying that no one in the nunnery knew when she would wake up.

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Guocheng Temple has never held a meeting again. The monks of various sects may take this rare opportunity to ask the monks in the temple for some problems, or consult each other about certain Taoism, or wander around like Se Se and Zhen Tao. , But no one left, because everyone was waiting for the final result.

News come from the north continuously.

A powerful character has arrived in the underworld.

Then died.

Here again.

Dead again.

Of course, it was the Green Mountain Sect who made the shot.

In the early morning of the seventh day, the morning light illuminates the wilderness.

A huge green mountain sword boat fell to the ground with the cold light.

The places where the underworld monsters appear are mainly concentrated around Lengshan.

I don’t know why, the various sects and the court never sent anyone over. The reactions of the Wind Knife Sect and the imperial court are understandable. After all, this is obviously the Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect in secret, and no one wants to be in it, but the strange thing is that even the Zhongzhou Sect itself has no one to come.

Looking at the green mountain sword boat in the distance, an elder of the wind knife sect said with emotion: "What the **** is the Qingshan Sect going to do?"

Longshan ushered in a **** battle last night. A priest in the underworld burned his soul fire and severely injured the Bihu Peak Master Cheng Youtian. Just when the Wind Knife Master was about to take action, he suddenly flew from the sky. Dao Fei sword, the sword intent is masterpiece, the priest and the man's hands with them are all crushed into powder. The Wind Knife cultists who had been paying attention to the battlefield knew that the Green Mountain Sect was actually the strongest. Yuan Qijing and other five peak masters, plus eight sea-breaking elders...this battle is not much worse than the original battle in the West Sea.

The wind knife leader was silent for a while, and said: "Only in this way can we be safe, otherwise Qingshan will not be able to bear this responsibility."

Everyone knows that the change in the underworld is related to the Qingshan Sect, and many people are even suspecting that the Qingshan Sect is colluding with certain forces in the underworld-after all, there is the past of the Taiping real person-if this time the Qingshan sect is true He let go of a strong underworld, so that even a mortal dies ~ IndoMTL.com ~ will face great doubts.

So the Green Mountain Sect must fight the rabbit with a goshawk to ensure that there will be no problems.

The elder shook his head and said: "This matter is so weird, how should the Qingshan Sect explain it afterwards?"

The wind knife master said: "No matter how weird, as long as Qingshan really works, no one can say anything. Do you think these underworld monsters are so easy to kill? Just say the two we saw with our own eyes. If we don’t Please go back to Sword Saint, do you think you can hold it down?"

A few more days later, the cold wind was strong, and the Qingshan sword boat took the wind and returned to the south.

An autumn breeze also started by the East China Sea, some leaves fell, and the practitioners gathered in the temple again.

Zhongzhou faction withdrew the proposal made during the spring plum meeting.

Not only that, but the share that used to belong to the Xihai Sword Sect is now officially transferred to Qingshan.

Qingshan Sect took half of those shares and distributed it to Daze, Suspension Sect, Mirror Sect and other sects. Unexpectedly, the Ungrateful Sect who closed the mountain received the most.

Anyway, it's all from Qingshan, and it's his business how Jing Jiu wants to divide.

All denominations bid farewell.

Zhongzhou sent everyone to prepare to leave.

At this moment, Jing Jiu's voice rang.

"The Soul Gathering Valley is the channel for Zhongzhou Sect to suppress. Now there are so many underworld monsters, it's not good."

He said to the Zhongzhou dispatchers: "Qingshan can kill, but this is your problem, so don't have a next time."

Mr. Bai turned around, looked at him and said calmly: "Does the head of Jing want to ask the teacher?"

Jing Jiu said: "Yeah."

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