The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 30: Let’s practice practice one by one

It's not too late at night, and the residents of the town haven't slept yet. There are still lights coming out in many yards, and the sound of bamboo cards being pushed on the table can be faintly heard.

The water waves hit the water waves and aroused countless dark flowers. The Daze under the night is so peaceful.

The clam shell should have sunk to the bottom of the lake, which is hard to find.

Even if Jing Jiu can use part of the power of the Seal of the Underworld, it is meaningless.

Zhao Layue walked up to him and asked, "Are you away?"

Jing Jiu said, "Well, but it is not him who is going to kill."

Zhao Layue was a little surprised. I thought that there are only a few people worthy of your own action. Who else could it be if it wasn't Emperor Xiao?

Jing Jiu turned and walked towards the town.

There is a decent medical clinic in the small town. There are some flowers carved on the side of the plaque. The broken flowers are pierced by a twig. I don't know if it is a paulownia or something.

In the middle of the night, the hospital was closed, but naturally they couldn't stop them.

The guy rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed. Before he could complain, he saw Jing Jiu's face.

He rubbed his eyes again, gave a soft cry, and quickly awoke the doctor.

In a short time, a few files were placed on the table. These are all important information gathered by the roller shutters recently.

Gu Qing opened the files and carefully sorted out.

Zuo Ru years old yawned boredly.

Zhao Layue stood at the entrance of the hospital holding Ah Da, looking at the street.

Jing Jiu said, "Where is Huiyuan?"

"After the incident in Guocheng Temple, I knew you might ask, so I kept investigating." The doctor said bitterly, "Although Master Huiyuan is the Supreme Elder of Tonghua Temple, these few I have been traveling around the mainland for ten years, and there is no trace to follow. It may take some time."

After leaving the hospital, Jing Jiu suddenly asked: "Is the person who rolls the curtain belonged to the court?"

Zhao Layue was a little surprised and said: "Don't you know?"

Jing Jiu said: "I should be able to think of it, but I have used them all these years and didn't think much."

Zhao Layue was silent for a while, and said: "Master Huiyuan should be an important figure in the immortal forest. He has been able to hide for so many years. If you want to come to the curtain, you can't find it for a while. Let's go back to Qingshan first?"

Jing Jiu didn't want to return to Qingshan.

When I return to Qingshan, I have to explain the underworld master with Yuan Qijing, which is very troublesome.

And he said to Chanzi, he wanted to try again.

He said: "Go to a place, I will take you to practice."

Hearing this sentence, Zhuo Rusui didn't respond much, but Zhao Layue and Gu Qing were a little surprised, thinking how this sentence is like a teacher who cares about the progress of the disciple's practice... The problem is except for throwing a sword book at the beginning. Come here, and have held two seminars, when have you been in charge of our practice?

Ada opened his eyes and glanced at him, wondering what the **** is this?

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At the junction of Yu County and North Huazhou, there is a mountain range stretching for thousands of miles. From the northernmost pass, Juye City is located, and to the south is the prosperous Central Plains. The difference in climate here is also so clear. The south of the mountain is lush forest, and the north of the mountain is steep cliffs inaccessible. The highest peaks even have snow that does not melt all year round.

For the military, the geographical location here is very important, but it doesn’t make much sense for the ascetics who can fly freely. There are no big spiritual veins here, only sparse spiritual energy, so the beautiful mountains and forests to the south are only There are two or three small sects that are not well-known. From the cliff to the north, you can occasionally see traces of casual cultivators and evil cultivators.

The sword light illuminates the peak, Zhao Layue fell down, and under her deliberate control, Fusijian did not emit a striking **** light.

"Seventy miles to the north, there is a mountain demon who is fleeing north. There is no smell of human blood in the cave. I didn't cut it. Someone in the south felt it and didn't dare to come over."

The elders of those small sects are at most in the state of insignificance, and they feel their presence and dare to come over.

Jing Jiu sat down cross-legged and began to practice with his eyes closed.

"Is it here?"

Zhuo Rusui looked at the snow layer above and the desolate mountains and rocks around him. He felt so absurd. The spiritual energy here is so thin, why do you have to come here to practice?

As he spoke, Zhao Layue and Gu Qing had already sat down beside Jing Jiu and closed their eyes.

Ada consciously climbed onto Jing Jiu's head.

Zuo Rusui felt even more absurd, thinking that the master teacher said that he would take everyone to practice together? Does it really mean...to practice together? Don't you have any medicine for us? There is no such thing as the secret sword of the sword fairy to teach us?

Thinking about it like this, no one listened to him at this time, so he had to sit down.

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Three hundred and seventy miles away in the south, there is a very small sect called Xuan Tianzong.

Zhou Yunmu is the only remaining three generations of elders of Xuan Tianzong. He has extraordinary talents and has been cultivated to the late Jindan period. The realm of the Qingshanzong is the first stage of the wild.

Not to mention that in today's Xuantian Sect, even since Xuantian Sect was founded, no one has a higher realm than him.

In the past few years, he was intolerant of sect affairs and passed on the head to the young Lu Jin.

Since then, he has been practicing in the back mountain where the scenery is the best and the most spiritual. Few disciples have the blessing to see him and get his guidance.

But in the past few days, many disciples of Xuantianzong have seen it, but the master is not in the cave mansion, but is standing on the blue stone beside the cliff.

He was silent facing the snowy peak high up.

Zhou Yunmu's name is very poetic. Standing on the blue stone, standing in the wind, the appearance of his clothes is full of fairy meaning.

The disciples looked at the picture over there, filled with admiration, and whispered about what happened.

The most guessed is that the Patriarch's practice has reached a critical moment, and he is comprehending the truth between heaven and earth, and he may break the boundary at any time.

The entire Xuantian Sect knows that the ancestor's golden core has been completed in the late stage, and it is hitting the most dangerous and difficult pass of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Thinking of this possibility, Sect Master Xuantian Lu Jin issued a strict order that all disciples should not approach the bluestone.

If someone can walk to the bluestone at this time, they will find that their ancestor Zhou Yunmu is not comprehending the truth of heaven and earth.

He looked at the snowy peak, his face was a little pale, and he muttered to himself in a low voice.

"Which senior is this... logically I should go and see him, but if it disturbs the senior's practice... that's a big sin."

Zhou Yunmu looked at the top of the mountain half-covered by the clouds and mist, and muttered: "It's just that the spiritual energy of the world here is so thin that I can only rely on the medicine to maintain it. Why did the senior immortal master come here?" /

According to reason, based on his realm, it is impossible to even discover the arrival of Jing Jiu and others, but that day he practiced quite smoothly in the cave, his mind was unobstructed, and he subconsciously scattered his spiritual knowledge among the mountains and forests. Firth sword.

Fairy flying swords like Fusijian, not to mention personal contact, he hasn't seen it before, and he doesn't know that the other party is definitely a powerful character that he can't afford.

Fortunately, although the breath of Fusijian is killing, it is obviously a magic weapon of the immortal family, not an evil cultivation, he is not worried that the other party will come and destroy his mountain gate.

Zhou Yunmu looked at the top of the peak with a very complicated mood. He was full of envy, unwillingness, and jealousy, and the expressions on his face kept changing.

In the end, all feelings fell into melancholy, and then calmed down.

At this moment, a rain suddenly fell in the sky.

In terms of time and season, this may be the last autumn rain this year.

Zhou Yunmu still stood on the bluestone and did not leave.

He couldn't see much, but for some reason, he wanted to see a little longer.

Probably because he knew that there was a landscape he would never see.

You can go to the summit.

The scenery is different.

The cultivation of the Nascent Soul from the Golden Core is a threshold that most practitioners cannot cross.

The rain fell on his face, slowly dripping, not as sad as tears, like clean water to wash away the dirt and make him more calm.

Although I can't come, I yearn for it, so why not?

Suddenly he felt something strange, and he reached out to catch some rainwater, and found that the rainwater unexpectedly... contains a touch of aura!

His hands trembled slightly, wondering what was going on?

There is no complete spiritual vein here, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has always been thin, why is there a spiritual energy in this rain today?

Those auras are extremely weak, but they can be truly felt!

Zhou Yunmu's hand trembled more and more severely, suddenly turned around, and shouted at the disciples and grandchildren in the Xuantian Sect: "Everyone is in the rain!"

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After that autumn rain, it really didn't rain again, but within a few days, it started to snow.

The snow line is gradually moving down, even the relatively warm Nanshan has accumulated a lot of snow, not to mention the place near the peak.

There are four people sitting side by side in front of a cliff, covered in snow, like snowmen.

Of course, the white cat on a certain snowman's head is still a white cat, it's just swollen.

Suddenly a sword flew in the southern sky.

The snowman raised his right hand~IndoMTL.com~ took the white cat down and took the sword book.

The ice and snow rustle down, revealing that face.

The wind and snow added some color again.

Zuo Rusui also woke up.

He raised his hands in front of him and watched quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

With a soft buzz, the Boat Swallowing Sword appeared between his hands.

The gray, scaly lines on the sword have obviously become a lot more agile, like a salted fish about to turn over.

He was silent for a long time and asked: "You used to practice like this before?"

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(Let's practice together, study together, be happy together, let's get in the rain together, the world is happy, I wish a happy weekend.)