The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 40: Swords ming and flowers bloom, Xiaoqu leads the sky
A drifted away, and the stone gate of the cave was closed again.
Looking at the closed Shimen, Tong Yan was silent, thinking that it was Taiping who was sitting on the opposite side of the chessboard.
In that case, losing this round is not unacceptable. The question is how is this little guy going to leave Hidden Peak?
Even if the real person Taiping knew about the other passages of the hidden peak, more than three hundred years have passed, don't the real person Liu Ci and Jing Jiu have prepared yet?
When Jing Jiu took him away from Hidden Peak, he didn't know how to leave. He opened his eyes and reached the Heavenly Light Peak, and then went to the Underworld.
But these are not questions that need him to think about. He closed his eyes and started healing.
He was seriously injured, he couldn't stand up at all for a short time, and naturally he couldn't open the stone gate to notify Jing Jiu.
Apiao did not leave the hidden peak directly, but went to another green peak.
The mountain peak is full of wild flowers, and the branches and vines flow like hundreds of thin waterfalls among the cliffs, forming regular lines that are not words.
In the deepest part of the wild flowers, there is a very inconspicuous cave house. Fang Jingtian retreats in this cave house. Nine years have passed.
Apiao took out the bamboo flute and played a silent piece of music.
The wild flowers swaggered with the sound of the flute, and the branches began to move slowly, making a rustling sound, as if it was raining.
Then he inserted the bamboo flute into the mud, one-third of it was submerged in the mud, and two-thirds of it was exposed.
The movement of wild flowers and branches continues, and invisible rain is still falling in the sky.
The bamboo flute trembled slightly, and under the moisture of the rain, many branches grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The growth continued. Those branches gave birth to green leaves, and then began to bear buds, no more, no less, just seven.
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According to age, A Piao is already a teenager, but people in the underworld are all petite, looking like a five or six-year-old child.
After doing the things that Real Man Taiping confessed, he was a little nervous and a little tired, and he subconsciously sighed, looking like a little adult.
Just like Tong Yan thought, how to leave Hidden Peak is the most troublesome thing, and A Piao doesn't know whether the arrangement made by the real person back then is useful.
With these worries, he drifted away from the verdant peaks, came to a certain place, a little embarrassedly escaped the formation, and entered the sword prison in the mountains.
The passage in the Sword Prison was extremely dim. The Underworld monsters in the cells on both sides sensed his breath and rushed to the door again, making a cold voice.
The voice is so gloomy, but the mood is so joyful.
Apiao waved his right hand and greeted the prisoners on both sides like an emperor, but did not try to unlock the prison cell.
He doesn't have the ability, and he doesn't want to irritate the adult.
"Xiao Wang sees the adult who snarled overnight."
Apiao gently floated into the air, stopped in front of the corpse dog, folded his hands, and bowed a respectful ceremony in the lower realm.
Zombie dog slowly opened his eyes and looked at him quietly, without any response.
Tong Yan took the suitcase to Hidden Peak.
Now the ghost in the box came out, but Tong Yan still stayed in the hidden peak. Obviously there was a problem.
The corpse dog is very familiar with the underworld and is not very vigilant.
"You can't eat me."
Apiao looked at him pitifully and said: "I am the future Emperor of the Underworld. The peace that two real people want falls on me, and I am just a harmless letter!"
Zombie dog closed his eyes and ignored him.
Apiao looked up along the sky, knowing that when he still did not leave, he still had to wait for Yuan Qijing to leave.
thinking about what he will do next, his face is full of innocence, thinking that he doesn't want it, but who dare to offend?
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People from all denominations have arrived.
There is no doubt about the word . Any denomination that is eligible to participate in the ceremony of the head of the green mountain has come, and the representatives sent are extremely high.
Zhenren Bai was sent from Zhongzhou. She only brought a few young disciples, including Bai Zao and Xiang Wanshu.
Guocheng Temple Zenko brought lotus to kiss him. Bu Qiuxiao took Xi Yiyun and Liu Shisui. The master of Shuiyue'an took Zhen Tao. Sovereign Suspension Bell Chen Xueshao took with him. Daze Ling took the left ambassador. Sect Master Jing took the bird mother. He Wei, the head of Kunlun, was full of hatred. The people from the imperial court are still He Guo Gong and the commander of Qingtian Division Zhang Yiai.
According to reason, the reception of representatives of various sects should be Xilai Peak, but the owner of Xilai Peak, Fang Jingtian, is still in the hidden peak and can only be let out.
The status of Shangde Peak Master Yuan Qijing is too high, too old, Shiyue Peak Master Guangyuan is far away in the West Sea, and will not come back to participate in the ceremony, Qingrong Peak Master Nan forgets impatiently doing these mundane tasks, Yunxing Peak master Fuwang felt that he had lost face a few years ago, so he was embarrassed to come forward, so Bihu Peak Master Cheng Youtian took Nanshan and other two Wangfeng disciples to receive him.
There is no doubt that this is the most important event in the spiritual world for hundreds of years.
There is a large formation of blue sky, and the weather is naturally very good. The strong men of various sects are sitting between the cloud platforms, and the fairy is fluttering.
The scenery of Tianguang Peak falls in everyone’s eyes like a picturesque.
The heads of the various sects and the sect masters looked at the stone turtle carrying the stone stele on the top of Tianguang Peak, and their expressions were suddenly awe-inspiring.
There is a small cottage behind the stele, and there is a chair in the cottage, which is still empty.
Dozens of sights fell on that chair, each with different emotions, but they were all equally complicated.
I heard that Jing Jiu had entered the realm of breaking the sea a few years ago and became the person with the fastest cultivation speed in history.
Including Bu Qiuxiao, many big figures in the spiritual world have never been able to figure out how he can be so fast.
Compared with him, what is the difference between those so-called geniuses and shit?
Then someone thought that it was heard that Zhuo Rusui and Zhao Layue had also advanced to the upper realm of the wild a few years ago, and now they are also beginning to attack the sea.
This is really too evil, how did the Qingshan Sect do it?
"All are the legacy of real Jingyang."
Bu Qiuxiao saw this matter more clearly than anyone else, and when he glanced at Liu Shisui, he thought that you were also a cheap person.
A small blue sedan chair flew from a distance and landed beside the master of Shuiyuean.
Many people know that this is the holy relic of the elder Shuiyuean, and they can’t help but feel a little surprised, wondering why they didn’t come together?
Without waiting for people to think about it, Yuan Qijing stepped on a three-foot sword to the top of Tianguang Peak accompanied by a light snow, and Nan Wang followed.
Everyone saw the ceremony, knowing that the ceremony of Qingshan's ascension was about to begin.
The lord of Shuiyuean glanced at the small blue sedan chair and frowned slightly.
She is very successful in cultivating, she still looks like a girl, her brows are clear and graceful, and they are slightly wide apart, with a peach petal in the middle, which is very beautiful.
She frowned slightly, and the peach petals trembled slightly, exuding a fresh breath, which was silently showing the connection between heaven and human.
The master of Shuiyuean felt something was wrong, but he looked around and didn’t know where the problem was.
There were at least a thousand practitioners around the Tianguang Peak at this time, but there was no sound, and they looked extraordinarily solemn.
The Grand Ceremony of the Head of the Green Mountain, which has attracted much attention, not to mention any evil sect monsters, even the Zhongzhou sect would not dare to make trouble at this time.
If something really happened, it could only be inside Qingshan... Her thoughts were interrupted by a sword sound, and she could no longer pick it up.
The sword sound was extremely bright, and extremely clear, resounding between the world and the earth, and it sounded in everyone's heart.
is like a drop of dew falling from the edge of a huge lotus hundreds of feet high, crushed into powder on the surface of the most precious piece of white jade in the world.
Accompanied by the sound of the sword, Jing Jiu came to the top of the peak and walked towards the chair.
Zhao Layue, Gu Qing and Yuanqu stood not far away watching this scene.
Countless people are also watching this scene.
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Skylight fell from the bottom of Shangde Peak, and fell on the corpse dog at the same time as the sound of the sword.
At the same time, it heard another voice.
It was the sound of flowers blooming, and it was plum blossoms, seven plum blossoms.
Shigou glanced at A Piao.
Apiao has a pale face.
The corpse dog ignored him and walked silently to the depths of the sword prison, like a black cloud.
Apiao knew that he had finally passed this level, so he rubbed his face in fear, and floated upward.
The scenery in the Hidden Peak is more beautiful than the other places, whether the blue sky and white clouds or the green mountain cliffs, but in the past there were rarely such flourishing scenes.
Shigou looked at the green mountain in front of him, looked at the small broken flowers all over the mountains, and easily found the bamboo flute.
The bamboo flute at this time is no longer what it used to be, with countless branches and seven plum blossoms in full bloom.
Accompanied by a creak, the stone gate of the cave mansion between the peaks slowly opened, and the vines that were hidden outside instantly broke into sections and fell weakly to the ground.
The breeze blew, driving two silver eyebrows, just like the milky way in the night sky, Fang Jingtian left the gate.
His aura is introverted, his eyes are indifferent, seemingly ordinary, as he steps out, a sword light comes out of his body, traverses countless miles, and falls on the sky.
This is already the realm of the world-transparent realm!
Strangely, there is no change in the sky that has taken on that sword of light.
Unless a very powerful formation or magic weapon is used to isolate it in advance, the ascetics stepping into the Heaven-through Realm will inevitably make the heaven and the earth feel sensitive, why doesn't Fang Jingtian?
This is a difficult thing to understand, but the corpse dog's eyes are very calm, obviously knowing the inside story.
Fang Jingtian stepped on the ground with wild flowers, came to the bamboo flute, and watched the flowers quietly for a while.
The seven plum blossoms are hidden invisible, and the branches and leaves fly away. The bamboo flute is still a bamboo flute.
He picked up the bamboo flute, played a few notes at random, and realized that he was not good at it, smiled and shook his head, and then calmly saluted the corpse dog.
The corpse dog's eyes showed an expression of appreciation.
After the Battle of the West Sea, Fang Jingtian was punished by Yuan Qijing to enter the hidden peak.
Qingshan Sect has the most hope to break into Tongtian, Fang Jingtian and Guangyuan real person, but Tongtian realm is such a simple matter.
In the history of the spiritual world, countless powerful spiritualists who are expected to reach the sky have finally fallen on this threshold.
The countless dead bodies in Hidden Peak are proof.
In a sense, Fang Jingtian is facing a real death.
This kind of huge pressure can sometimes help the ascetics move forward, and sometimes it can become a heart disorder.
Who would have imagined that it took him only nine years to break the deadlock and truly enter the realm of heaven!
"This is not fair!"
An old and bitter voice suddenly sounded from a certain green mountain: "If it were not for peace to help you, how could you, an idiot, be faster than me! I'm not reconciled!"
Fang Jingtian didn't know which gate of the cave was in the previous peak, and frowned slightly.
Zombie dog knew that he was a strong man of Mo Chengfeng back then, and he was once regarded as a genius of swordsmanship when he debuted. He has been practicing for more than two hundred years before reaching the pinnacle of breaking the sea.
Six hundred years ago, during the Qingshan civil turmoil, Mo Chengfeng was bloodbathed. This person descended fairly quickly. Taiping really cherishes his talents and asked him to retreat to hidden peaks.
However, after so many years, this person still has not been able to cross that threshold.
The old voice with strong resentment and hatred did not ring again.
The corpse dog came to the green peak, opened the stone gate of the cave mansion, and found that the man was dead.
Looking at that thin body~IndoMTL.com~ and that distorted, terrifying face, the corpse dog's eyes were indifferent, without any sympathy or pity.
It picked up the skinny corpse, stepped up on the clouds, came to a certain mountain in the remote part of Hidden Peak, and put it into a small hole like a shrine.
Then, it took a breath.
Sword light illuminates the dead mountain.
An obviously extraordinary flying sword flew out of the corpse.
The sword fell on the dog's ear, like a vellus hair.
Shigou ignored Fang Jingtian who was leaving.
Yuan Qijing said that Fang Jingtian can leave Hidden Peak as long as he can pass the sky.
As for whether Qingshan will have another internal strife... That is a matter between their brothers and sisters, and it doesn't want to care about it this time.
When the corpse dog was buried, Fang Jingtian had already arrived in the sword prison.
He saw the cell deep in the long narrow passage again, and suddenly he had other feelings.
Master was imprisoned here by them. Who is it now?
There are still many things to do today. He didn't think much about it. He continued along the dark passage and stopped when he came to another cell.
He took out the bamboo flute, looked at the closed stone gate, and said, "Uncle Shi, let's go."...
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