The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 33: A fairy or a hero?

Countless sword lights shuttled and flew outside the ten-meter-high sky, getting denser and denser, illuminating the entire Mars.

Shen Da Xianshi sat between the cliffs and rocks, the light on his face was bright and dark, and his smile looked a little weird.

"What do you want to say?" Yushan said nervously.

Shen Da Xian Shi smiled and said: "You should have also heard that the immortal body of the real Jingyang is a constant star weapon left by the gods, which can ignite the stars."

Yu Shan clenched his fists angrily, and said, "So what? Uncle Shi is a patient now and he can't move."

Shen Da Xian Shi sneered and said: "Let him try to solve the sword between the neck?"

Liu Shisui summoned Buer Sword and Chu Zi Sword, looked at him blankly and said: "You say something to try?"

"Why can't you say? As long as he destroys the sun, he can break this sword formation? You guys his most beloved junior can survive, how great!" Shenda Xianshi laughed and said:" Thinking about it now, maybe this is the true meaning of Patriarch's game, and it is a question he gave you. How would you choose?"

The cliff top became very quiet, and the sound of sword intent tearing through the thin air from the frozen sky could be faintly heard.

Many people looked at Jing Jiu with very complicated eyes.

Everyone here knows the Ignite Star Project.

The source of this war was because Jing Jiu was unwilling to implement this plan.

Now if he doesn't want to watch everyone die, he must make an unwilling choice.

Is this the true meaning of the Patriarch?

You don’t want to ignite the stars, so I will let you start by igniting the sun?

Many people are waiting for his decision.

Yushan was very nervous, and came up with a word to persuade Uncle Master not to be deceived, but Yuan Qu stopped him with his eyes.

At this time, she noticed that no matter it was Yuanqu, Su Ziye, Tong Yan, and others, they were calm and didn't worry at all.

"Think of something else." Jing Jiu's voice was a little weak, but there was an unshakable sense of firmness.

Hearing this sentence, the first master of the gods was slightly startled, and the rest of the former immortals were also a little surprised, thinking that even if you don't want to, why don't you even think about it? And... it's so upright.

"It's really boring." Shen Yunbu's lazy voice came from the robot, "How can you not be like the heroes in the movie, who are scammed and stolen in front of you, do not commit any evil, and finally look like you are going to die. Stand up and show that you have to sacrifice yourself for mankind, the country, and the nation, and you will be washed away immediately."

Tong Yan said: "I don't watch many movies, but don't you think this is too old-fashioned?"

Liu Shisui said earnestly: "The cliché is not important. I just think those people should have died long ago. How can they die at the end?"

They are different from the immortals of the previous generations, they know Jing Jiu very well, and they are not confused by being worshipped like Yushan, knowing that he will definitely not do this.

He is not even willing to sacrifice for humanity.

When Liu Ci begged him to change his sword in Xihai, he pushed back and forth and hesitated for a long time.

What's the fortune of these junior disciples?

In addition to fighting for a few consecutive March, has he done a dangerous thing in his two lifetimes?

"Think of something else...think of something else...hahahaha!"

Suddenly some crazy laughter sounded between the cliffs and rocks.

It's not Shen Yunbu and Ni Xianren who are a little crazy in the first place, but Ziqi Donglaijun.

He got up slowly, looked at Jing Jiu with cold eyes and said, "Then you said we should think about something? Think about why you are not afraid?"

Unwaiting for someone to speak, his voice became colder and continued: "You are a sword for all things, this sword formation is very difficult to destroy you, even if it can, the Patriarch is reluctant to destroy you, so you can sit in a wheelchair and be cold-eyed Seeing this happen, what about us? Are you destined to be buried with you?"

"If he dies, we will die together because of him, then it is called a funeral."

Shen Yunmu laughed and said: "According to your statement, he can't die anyway, so you have to be more precise in your words."

The Purple Qi Donglai Jun heard the qi knot and let out a clear howl. He actually flew from the cliff and headed toward the sky!

With a soft slap, a small round hole appeared in the frozen sky, with a faint purple air emanating, and the smearing was like a gem.

The figure of Ziqi Donglaijun instantly disappeared into the universe, as if he had jumped into the sea.

Hundreds of sword lights dripped from the small circular hole, and it closed again.

People looked at where he disappeared and were silent for a while.

"Three hours in standard time." Tong Yan said.

Shen Yunjian mocked and said: "He is in a mood that is too agitated at the moment, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold it for two hours."

Everyone knows that they are talking about how long the Ziqi Donglaijun can survive in the solar system sword formation. Whether it is a few hours or days or even years, as long as you can't find a formation or a new life, you can only wander in this sword formation. Even Peng Lang would eventually die without being able to sustain it, let alone him.

"Over there!" Zeng Ju suddenly stood up and said, looking at somewhere in the universe.

Everyone followed his gaze, vaguely seeing a very faint purple smoke appearing in the distant space.

It's not the purple gas when the morning sun rises.

It is the trace of Dao Xiaoxian.

The Ziqi Donglaijun is dead.

Today, he was seriously injured by Tong Yan with insidious means. When he left, he was in a state of turmoil. He was wiped out by the Solar System Sword Formation without even a moment of effort.

The top of the cliff became deadly silent again.

Snow Ji sits on the edge of the cliff, the chill is radiating from the red cloak, freezing the sky constantly, looking like a little girl with her little hand to stop the roaring machine from running.

The sky is getting closer.

There is less and less sand falling in the sky.

After a while, Mars will be swallowed by the sword formation.

Jing Jiu in the wheelchair finally raised his head and looked at the sky.

No one noticed. With his right hand on the armrest, his tail quivered slightly.

There was a heavy impact from between the cliffs. It was a robot clapping with a thick and tattered manipulator.

"Prepared, prepared." Shen Yun buried an arrogant but fearless voice from the robot, "I taught you this formation a few days ago. I stayed firmly in position after a while. I didn't remember that day. If you live, please ask for more blessings."

Zhao Layue didn't know the formation, and stretched out her hand to Liu Shisui.

Liu Shisui was slightly startled, only to realize that her Firth sword was on the young man's neck at this moment, and he quickly grabbed the Chuzi sword from the air and handed it over.

When killing Luo Huainan many years ago, they used this first sword.

When they were separated, Zhao Layue gave him the sword, and now he has returned it to her.

Looking at this scene, Tong Yan wondered if she remembered the past, she was silent for a while, and then took out a pot of chess pieces from her sleeve.

Peng Lang holding the curved sword, still meticulously guarding behind Xue Ji.

Su Ziye and Yuanqu looked at each other, and walked quietly towards the incense case--there was Chen Ya's remains on the incense case.

"Why don't you follow Liu Shisui's golden body?" Su Ziye laughed.

"I let him protect Junior Sister Yushan..." Yuanqu sneered in a low voice: "Then why don't you follow the uncle? He is much stronger than this stone man and a golden body."

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On the opposite side of Mars from Olympus.

Two fairies sit on the edge of an extremely large and deep canyon.

There are no mountains and no support from Xueji. The frozen sky is relatively soft, and the collapse is close to the ground.

Xiangu and Xiangu reached out and touched the sky above their heads, some frost suddenly formed on their fingertips, and then spread to their forearms.

She tossed her hair, shook the frost off, and said, "When I was a child, when I was just practicing in Chaotian Continent, I wanted to touch the sky. I didn’t expect that after more than two thousand years, I actually touched the sky. It’s really interesting."

Master Yun looked at the snowflakes in the frozen sky, his eyes were full of admiration and admiration, and said: "Such a sky is so beautiful."

"Unexpectedly, Tongyan and the others said it was right, the ancestor actually wanted us to die." He Xiangu raised his eyebrows and said.

Master Yun retracted his gaze and looked at her gently and said, "The Patriarch is going to kill Xue Ji, and Jing Jiu is going to be used. We are just in time...Speaking of, if I were not dragging you to Mo Yuanxing, you I won’t get on the pirate ship with me, and I won’t come here. I’m so sorry."

He Xiangu smiled and said: "You like to be a hero, so I will walk with you."

Master Yun said with emotion: "At that time, I only thought that the Patriarch was right, it should be so."

And Xiangu said: "Today I am wrong with yesterday's me. This is what you taught me... But there should be a tense moment over there. I thought you would take me back and help those younger generations to continue. Be your own hero."

"Your Majesty is here, what is the importance of what we do?" Master Yun said earnestly: "And I am an immortal, I am not a hero."

At this moment, the frozen sky fell a little bit again.

If they want to stay on the edge of the canyon, they must sit on the ground.

"What happens next?" He Xiangu asked.

Master Yun waved his sleeve to release a white cloud, and reached out to please.

And Xiangu put their hands up.

Master Yun took her hand and walked to the cloud group.

The white clouds move without wind, moving along the gorge like a small boat.

He Xiangu looked at the magnificent scenery in the canyon, smiled and said, "That's good."

Master Yun took out a clarinet from his sleeve and played it gently.

The sound of the flute is melodious.

Baiyun is a companion.

Suddenly there was singing.

Thousands of years ago, when Chaotian mainland peasant girls were working, they often hummed a little tune.

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The sea lightly beats the silver sand.

The coconut trees are still burning.

The blood-colored full moon hangs quietly on the sea horizon, looking a little like a demon in the eyes.

Don't say that there are no demons in this world. Even if there are, I dare not look at this beach.

Master Qingshan is sitting here.

The cough echoed into the distance of the sea and gradually disappeared.

His chest is covered with blood.

Those **** water was blown by the sea breeze, and turned into translucent, blood-colored, round beads, and rolled down from the body.

The clothes were as clean as ever, but the injuries remained in the body.

For something as magnificent as the Solar System Sword Array, even if he is the main array player, if he wants to make such a big change, he will have to pay a lot of price.

Zhuo Rusui knelt by the wheelchair and wanted to care about it, but found that the Patriarch didn't care about his injury, as if it were not his body.

So what is the Patriarch caring about tonight like this?

The fate of mankind or the fish in the pond?

"Does everyone die?" he asked with a trembling voice.

"Xue Ji will be seriously injured, but if she wants to kill her, she may be trapped in this sword formation for decades." The patriarch said: "Jing Jiu's spirit will be shattered, and Chengtian sword will be Take over his body, as for the rest... it depends on their own destiny."

Zuo Rusui was silent for a long time and said: "You really don't worry about what I do?"

The Patriarch looked at him and said, "What can you do?"

Zuo Rusui raised his head, looked straight into those eyes that were as deep as the sea bravely, and said: "I am the head of Qingshan."

The Patriarch smiled and said: "Me too."

Zuo Rusui opened her mouth in pain, and after a while, she said, "Why do you believe me so?"

The Patriarch said: "You are the contemporary head of the Qingshan Sect, and not the sword demon, why can't I believe you?"

Zuo Rusui said: "But I am hesitating."

"If Zhao Layue didn't know that you would hesitate, how could he let you come here?" The ancestor pushed the wheelchair and walked towards the beach.

If Zhuo Rusui did not hesitate at this time to make a move to the ancestor Qingshan, then he would never have the opportunity to come to the ancestor star.

Zhao Layue is not as good at planning as Tong Yan and others, but when discussing this in the small vegetable garden outside the Guocheng Temple, she still suggested that Zhuo Rusui follow the former immortals of the Qingshan Sect-if they are really like them As he thought, Jing Jiu still embarked on the old path of deceiving his master and destroying his ancestor.

Just like the ancestor said, because she knew that Zhuo Rusui would hesitate, and that hesitation can be felt.

Only in this way can he slightly win the trust of the former immortals of the Green Mountain Sect.

"You are the Qingshan Patriarch, our ancestor, I am the heir of the Qingshan Taoism, there is no reason not to stand by your side. And I don't like them."

Zuo Rusui stood up, looked at the wheelchair going away and said.

The Patriarch did not look back in the wheelchair, and asked: "Why?"

Zuo Rusui said: "Because of Master."

When the spring rain fell that year, only Nan Wang cried with him. It was not the other monks who were ruthless, but they had the deepest affection for Liu Ci.

The real cause of Liu Ci's death was the catastrophe a few years before the spring rain, and where did the catastrophe come from? The brothers Taiping and Jing Jiu are responsible, but there is another person at the source—the immortal urn was taken out by Tong Yan, and the bureau that killed Taiping was also set by Tong Yan.

"Don't look at my cute smiles, funny speeches, innocent and innocent, full-heartedly towards God's Peak, but how can I forget the tribulation by the West Sea and the real murderer of Tong Yan? That year, I said that Tong Yan must be killed, but I was stopped by them, but later became the head of Qingshan, but still forbid me to move him, then what is the point of this head? The director, in fact, has a very sharp vision. He has seen my murderous intentions a long time ago, and deliberately let Bai Zao come to Qingshan to take away my girl ~ IndoMTL.com~ to make her a Zhongzhou disciple. I guess I will send it to Yunmeng in the end. She worships Tong Yan's door. They really use their best intentions to ease the relationship between me and Tong Yan. The question is, have they ever thought about me willing? I don’t want it, I **** just don’t want it, I just want to kill It’s Tong Yan. Master loved me so much back then, I can’t even do this for him? I know that if Master is alive, he will definitely say that Tong Yan is going to kill Master, and he I don’t care about nonsense like that, I don’t listen to him!"

People in the Qingshan Sect and even the entire Chaotian Continent know that Zhuo Rusui is a talkative, but few people hear him say such a long sentence in one breath. Everyone knows that he is a funny guy who likes to sleep, speaks harshly, acts arrogantly, and is extremely talented, but no one has ever seen him show such a sincere and angry side.

The hot pot and mahjong at the peak of the gods at the end of the year are not all the truth.

What was he thinking when he grabbed lamb from the pot with long chopsticks?

When he watched Tong Yan walking freely among the green mountains and peaks, what was he thinking?

　　

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