The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 3: Regardless of black dog or white dog, as long as it is ruthless, it is a good dog

? The ancestor Xuan Yin is indeed very old, but Tian Jinren is older than him. According to Jing Jiu's inference, Tian Jinren left the South China Sea more than six hundred years ago to represent the ancestor of Kirishima Nanxi looking for heirs, and finally selected Jianxi as a guide. Then he should be at least 700 years old now.

His spiritual talent is ordinary, but his mental strength is rare in the world. He has cultivated for more than 700 years, and his mind can move the world. It is logically difficult to meet opponents. Regrettably, he was good at fortune-telling, but he didn't realize that his life was so bad. First, he met Jing Jiu and Chanzi in Chaoge City, and now he met figures like Yin San.

The most important thing is that he thought this was a game between himself and the ancestor Xuanyin. How could he think that in the end he would become a player in the game, and he would naturally fail miserably, and he was completely controlled by Yin San before he even had time to commit suicide. Divine soul.

"Your game is actually quite good."

Yin San looked at the ancestor Xuan Yin and said, with an expression of appreciation.

The ancestor was very embarrassed, rubbed his red nose, and said: "I have been with real people for a long time, and I can always learn some truths."

After escaping from the Qingshan Sword Prison, Yin San first went to the South China Sea to find the ancestor of Kirishima, and returned to the mainland with Xi Wangsun, burying the cause of retaking the old forest, and then went to the cold mountain wasteland to find the ancestor Xuanyin , And traveled together for twenty years since then.

In the past twenty years, the ancestor of Xuan Yin has been the bodyguard, servant, fancier, clearer, and old dog of Yin San.

No one wants to be a dog, let alone a monster like him.

With the magic power of the ancestor Xuan Yin, it is very easy to kill Yin San. You only need to move your fingers or even take a breath.

The problem is that to this day, he doesn't know exactly what method Yin San used to prevent Qingshan Jianzhen from discovering himself.

He didn't want to go back to the bottom of the cold mountain.

The days of not seeing the sun are really difficult, especially since he has already come out, where is the courage to go back?

If he wants to get rid of Yin San and break the dog chain between his neck, he has to find a way to kill Yin San without being discovered by Qingshan Sword Array.

He used the idea of ​​the tortoise shell in Dazepan, but later discovered that Emperor Xiao was actually the most steadfast follower of Yin San, so he could only give up this idea, and then he naturally thought of another sword escaper. His sight fell on Kirishima in the distant South China Sea.

In the Guocheng Temple, through the fat monk in the back kitchen, he contacted Su Ziye, who had defected to the Xihai Sword Sect, to show his identity and suggested that the Xihai Sword God should do something with him-Xihai Sword Pie is from Kirishima's line. Although this matter is secret, it is not difficult for an old demon like him to guess.

Whether it is killing Yin San or Jing Jiu, it is an irresistible temptation for Xihai Sword God, as long as he knows the true identities of these two people.

In the beginning, the ancestor wanted to kill Yin San and use Kirishima's method to cover his aura so that Qingshan Sword Array would not find himself. Later, he discovered that Yin San was very interested in Chuzi Sword, so he thought about it. A more perfect solution. That was when Yin San tried to control Tian Jinren, he suddenly violently attacked, instead let Tian Jinren control Yin San's spirit and found a way to escape the Qingshan sword formation.

Just like Yin San said, this game is really good, even perfect, there is only one problem.

Yin San got it.

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Yin San didn't say it clearly, but just taught the ancestor Xuanyin a lesson.

He knew that Jing Jiu was still hiding behind him, whether it was God Emperor or Qingshan, but he didn't tell his ancestors, so he calmly watched him being penetrated by Liu Ci's sword, severely injured, and nearly dead.

After the ancestor woke up at the bank of Daze, he soon wanted to understand all this, and immediately crawled out of the blood barrel naked, knelt in front of him, expressed regret with tears and begged him Forgive him, he sold the Xihai Sword faction backhand.

Yin San pulled out a straw from the pile of straw, put it in his mouth and chewed slowly, watching the rising sun in the distance, and said a little tiredly: "Don't do this anymore."

The ancestor quickly stood up, stood like Mengtong, with his hands close to the trousers, and said: "Don't dare anymore."

He almost died in the Guocheng Temple. This lesson was profound enough, and it also made him wonder why the white ghost never showed up that day.

Qingshan guards, even in his heyday, he will find it a little troublesome to deal with it, but in front of a real person, he is so cute and really like a castrated cat. Why is he so afraid of the real person?

The fat monk in the back kitchen of Guocheng Temple has died violently, and can no longer eat steamed buns dipped in fermented bean curd and barbecued meat wrapped in sesame leaves.

The restaurant in Haizhou City was the place where the old ancestor and the Xihai side agreed to contact. Who would have thought that it was also the property of Immortal Forest.

We know each other all over the world, and no one can communicate with you. From the West Sea to the East Sea, from the snowy field to Penglai, the entire Chaotian Continent is under the gaze of real people.

Real people are no longer omnipotent now, but they still seem to know everything. This feeling is really frightening.

He just didn't know that in the Guocheng Temple, the blow of the ancestor Xuanyin on the unicorn seemed cruel, but it did not bring any real harm.

Looking at the handsome and indifferent young man on the rice pile, the ancestor Xuanyin sighed in his heart and asked: "The real person already knows the whereabouts of Chu Zijian?"

Tianjinren lay under the rice pile, eyes closed, still breathing.

Yin San glanced at him and said, "I also know some other things."

As the first recruit of Nanhai Kirishima to Chaotian Continent, Tian Jinren knows many secrets and is even more familiar with the Xihai Sword School.

The ancestor Xuanyin said with a smile on his face: "Congratulations to the real person."

Yin San jumped off the rice pile, patted the grass clippings on his body, and walked into the distance.

The ancestor picked up the nearby people, like an old dog with a bone in his mouth, following him.

They walked in the direction of the rising sun, not knowing where they were going.

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Have you heard of a sword technique that falls from the sky?

This sentence Zhao Layue once heard Jing Jiu ask.

It was many years ago when they were in Haizhou City. They were important criminals wanted by the Qingtian Division. The practitioners of various sects who participated in the banquet of the four seas were preparing to besiege them.

The clouds are getting lighter and lighter, until they are completely dispersed, the sword intent between the cliffs becomes more and more fierce, giving birth to a feeling of eagerness to try.

Even if I haven't seen it, Zhao Layue has already guessed that this is the taste of the green mountain sword formation.

In the three hundred years since the death of Taiping, the Qingshan Sword Array has never been activated, and there is no sign of activation.

In the past year, the Qingshan Sword Formation has actually shown signs of activation twice in a row, and Jianfeng has appeared in front of the Tiandi and Zhufeng disciples twice, which is shocking.

At the end of last year, the Qingshan Sword Formation was launched to kill the Xuanyin ancestor in the Guocheng Temple from a long distance. What was the reason for this time?

Just as she was thinking about these questions, Yunwu returned to the peak, and the green mountain sword formation calmed down, indicating that the target had disappeared.

It is difficult to start the Green Mountain Sword Array, but it is even more difficult to stop it.

Jing Jiu knew that the man was the senior brother. Only he understood the mode of operation of the Qingshan Sword Array and turned the Qingshan Sword Array into a sword thousands of miles away.

He used this sword to force the ancestor Xuanyin to stay by his side as a bodyguard. Naturally, he could also use the strength of the Qingshan sword formation to do things that he could not do with his current realm strength, just like before—— Looking at the direction that Qingshan Sword Array was aiming at earlier, the person he wanted to deal with was probably Jianxilai.

There are ghosts in the nine peaks of Qingshan, such as Fang Jingtian, such as those who hide deeper.

In the four major guards, the chicken and dog failed to ascend to the sky, but they would definitely be inclined to him. Audacious and small both dare not offend, Yuangui only knows to sleep.

And the Green Mountain Sword Array is like a toy for him.

No matter how you look at it, the background of the brothers in Qingshan is still strong. If the battle really starts in the future, it is really unknown who wins and loses.

Jing Jiu has determined that it was the White Blade Immortal who knocked him out of the red dust. When the smoke disappeared, the senior brother must have done the hands and feet, but the hands and feet may have been done many years ago, such as four hundred years ago. It's a pity that he couldn't kill the brother in Guocheng Temple. If he was not unconscious at the time, he would definitely tell the emperor to leave him alone and kill the brother first.

No matter how secretive things are, after all, I can’t hide it from everyone. If Yimaozhai and other righteous sects know that the seniors have escaped, they will inevitably fight, at least the Zhongzhou faction will definitely make trouble. No one can forget the **** storms caused by the brothers in Chaotian Continent back then.

Now the storm will come again.

In the past, Jing Jiu wouldn't worry too much, but now he is too weak.

He looked at his right hand and was silent for a long time.

The severely deformed right hand is like a plum in a basin tied to death by a rope.

If it is a real plum, or you can find some other beauty from this abnormality, but this is a hand.

The ascetics yearn for the extreme, so many teachers in Qingshan looked at Jing Jiu and thought that he must be very promising because his face was too perfect.

It’s not perfect anymore, it’s a problem, and it’s not as simple as it’s ugly.

The right hand is his real sharp edge, which cannot be repaired and will seriously affect his combat power and future practice.

After resting in Jianfeng for half a year, the situation is only slightly better. At this speed, he wants to completely repair his right hand, I am afraid it will be several thousand years.

Jing Jiu is a little depressed, which is a rare emotion for him.

Of course, he rarely has any emotions.

In those days, a Zen master like a monk crossing the sea, he was stabbed to death with a finger, so how could he suffer such a serious injury?

He remembered what happened when Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui were chasing down the brothers, and asked: "That bone flute cuts even the ten-year-old sword?"

Zhao Layue said: "Mine will not work either."

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, and said, "Go to Defeng."

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Shangdefeng is very cold, and most of the peaks are hardy pine trees. It doesn't look very good, mainly because it is too monotonous. After watching it for a long time, it will always be a little greasy.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue were standing under the peak, and they could already feel the cold wind coming from ahead.

Shangdefeng is the most severe place in the nine peaks of Qingshan. It is strictly forbidden for ordinary disciples to enter and leave at will.

If they don't want to identify themselves, they have to find a way to go in by themselves.

Zhao Layue thought of Lord Jianlu's cold temperament, and said, "Shall I let Yuanqu come over and open the way?"

It is normal for the master to ask the apprentice to come over and do anything, such as going through the back door.

"Here I am more familiar than him."

Jing Jiu took Zhao Layue to the peak, instead of following the mountain road, but went straight into the pine forest.

The cold wind is blowing on the branches, and the pine waves are blowing. He is really familiar with this place. There is no road. There are thick pine needles wherever he can see, but he can easily find the direction. He soon came to a cliff at the western foot of the mountain and found a cave.

The temperature here is colder than below the peak. If you are not a monk, you will need to wrap several pieces of cotton clothes to hold it.

Zhao Layue followed him into the cave and found that there was nothing inside, it should have been abandoned for many years.

There was a stone wall in the deepest part of the cave. She reached out and touched it and found that the surface was extremely hot. She was a little surprised to find that the entire wall was actually full of fire jade.

A restriction was attached to the stone wall, Jing Jiu waved it away, and led her to walk inward, passing through several narrow stone cracks, and into a dark passage.

The deeper the passage, the lower the temperature, the colder and colder, and the thicker and thicker the frost on the stone walls.

I don't know how long it took before the passage finally came to an end. It was a cliff.

In front of the cliff is an abyss, or a big hole leading to the bottom of the earth, a sky light falls from a very high point, illuminating the bottom of the hole.

A huge black dog like a mountain lies quietly at the bottom of the cave.

The sky light illuminates its smooth, black fur without a trace of impurities, which looks like the most expensive satin.

Jing Jiu floated down with Zhao Layue.

The black dog opened his eyes and looked at them condescendingly, his eyes cold and indifferent.

"She is Zhao Layue, the lord of God's Last Peak, and she is a corpse dog."

Jing Jiu introduced them.

The black dog slowly lowered his head, indicating that he had seen it.

Zhao Layue salutes earnestly.

The black dog closed his eyes again.

Jing Jiu watched it silent for a while, then turned and walked towards the sword prison.

The sword prison is also very cold and the air is very dry.

The breath escaping from the cells on both sides of the passage is terrible.

Some of these prisoners are terrifying big monsters, some are powerful men in the Underworld, and some are evil cultivators whose hands are stained with blood. With Zhao Layue's temperament, she should be very curious about the stories of these prisoners. Maybe she wanted to find a chance to try the sword, but today she didn't know why, she didn't even look at the prison cells.

"Uncle Tai Lu is in this cell. You should be called Uncle Master."

Jing Jiu found that Zhao Layue was unresponsive, turned her head and looked around, and found that she was thinking of what she was thinking.

"What's wrong?"

"No... I just suddenly felt, should we have a dog in the God Mo Peak?"

Zhao Layue woke up, looked at him and asked seriously.

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "Yuan Qijing won't agree."

Zhao Layue looked at him inexplicably, gestured for length with both hands, and said: "I mean raising such a big dog."

Jing Jiu didn't understand, and asked, "Why did you suddenly think about raising a dog?"

"Now there are monkeys, cats, and cicadas on the peak. By the way, and the horse you brought back. What are you afraid of raising a dog?"

Zhao Layue said: "We can watch the door when we go out, so we can't count on that lazy cat, right?"

"Why keep a dog?"

"The dog is loyal."

"Why?"

"Master Shigou is very handsome."

The two talked freely and came to a hall deep in the sword prison.

The floor of the hall is paved with bluestone, surrounded by lights, which is much brighter and warmer than other places in the sword prison.

There is a passage on the right hand of the two of them, leading to the deepest under the light of the light, and there is a cell at the end.

The passage and the prison room are full of the most fierce sword intent of Chaotian Continent.

Feeling those sword intents, Zhao Layue's expression changed slightly, and she glanced at him subconsciously.

"These are my sword intents back then."

Jing Jiu led her to the cell at the end of the passage.

When he came to see Liu Shisui a few years ago, he just glanced at the cell and didn't go over.

Because he doesn't want to see the picture in the cell.

Since it was his sword intent, it would naturally untie it as he stepped in.

It didn't take long, he and Zhao Layue walked to the cell and pushed in.

The layout of the cell is very comprehensive. There are beds, tables, various appliances, fine springs that attract, and even magical instruments that constantly illusion the blue sky and white clouds.

This is the only cell in the Sword Prison.

Zhao Layue looked at the white bone on the bed and had already guessed who was once held here.

It has only been thirty years since Taiping had escaped from the sword prison. Why did he become a bone?

Jing Jiu walked to the bed and found that the white bone's right arm had been broken at the elbow.

"That's it~IndoMTL.com~The whole Qingshan, he and his senior have the deepest understanding of the four words of everything, one sword.

So that flying sword doesn't look like a sword, but a flute.

Jing Jiu quietly looked at the white bone, as if seeing a lot of pictures.

In this isolated cell, the brother practiced silently, exhausted countless years, endured extreme pain, and finally practiced his arm into a flying sword.

Then he tore his right arm from his body.

How much pain he can endure means how much pain Jing Jiu, Liu Ci, and Yuan Qijing's betrayal brought him back then.

All these pains are all hate now, right?

Zhao Layue understood what Jing Jiu meant, and moved her gaze from the bone's broken arm to his deformed right hand, thinking that it was really a brother.

(End of this chapter)