The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 49: Causality just doesn’t look at you.
Everything in the world is in cause and effect.
Ten years of life and death.
The inside and outside of the lone grave.
Love you three thousand times but still turn around and leave.
Friends of high mountains and flowing waters, the gates of the city collect the corpses.
Hearing what you said, he went thousands of miles away to kill him.
You don’t need words, even though millions of people have to fight for you.
These are all cause and effect.
Needless to say that the red dust is coming like a river, and there is no need to talk about the Three Lives III, tossing and turning on the pillow, not knowing the taste, and inexplicably disappearing.
There is a flower in the mountain that has been alone for many years under the sun and rain. If you happen to pass by and take a look at it, it is your cause and effect.
You leave from the mountain and no one looks at it again. This is still your cause and effect.
Until someone came again, took a look at it, built a thatched house by the flower, and took care and watering every day, it would turn into another cause and effect.
Every cause and effect of a person is a straight line from one to the other. Numerous causes and effects are countless lines. Those lines always meet at a certain point, which is equivalent to pointing to that point.
And that point is yourself.
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Who am I?
I am Jingyang.
Who is Jingyang?
Many, many years ago, a man came to Qingshan from Chaoge City. He began to practice and retreat in Shangdefeng. He only occasionally ate hot pot with brother Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing.
In the following years, he spent most of the time in a daze, and once helped the demon sword and the demon cat to avoid being tracked by the seniors and the corpse dog.
He was going to ascend decades ago and wanted to make some preparations for the green hills, so he went to Chaoge City and saw the doll in the woman’s belly in the snow all over the sky. A few years later, he was on a hill again. I saw another doll in the village.
Jingyang is not the one with the name Jingyang, Jingyang's memory and talent, and Jingyang's appearance.
Because the appearance can be changed, the memory and talent can be inherited, and the name can be changed.
Jingyang is actually not Jingyang. He is the master of Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui. He is the little uncle of Yuan Qijing who loves and hates him. He is the master of those broken porcelain pieces in the mansion of Lu Guo Gong. He is the whole house. Qing Shan looked at the man for a thousand years.
We are not actually us either. We are the children of our parents, the parents of the children, the partners of the partners, the drinking friends of the wine friends, the gambling partners of the gambling partners, and the us in the eyes of the world.
The point that cause and effect points to is us.
And we and the world are mutual cause and effect.
So if you want to prove that we are us, please start from the other end of those causal lines. This is irreplaceable.
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Tianguangfeng is very quiet.
Because... Few people can understand what Jing Jiu said.
——I am the direction of all my cause and effect.
In fact, he only said this sentence.
The rest are different cognitions from each person.
Yuan Qu kept scratching his head, almost scratching out a few green smoke again, seemingly understanding.
Gu Qing opened his eyes and looked at the master next to him. He had successfully broken the boundary, but in his mind he was thinking of the straight line leading to the extreme north at the sea of ice storm that year.
Zhao Layue is also thinking about the straight line breaking through the sea of ice.
The same is true for Zhuo Rusui.
The peaks of the green hills are shrouded in an extremely mysterious atmosphere.
Suddenly a shout with great anger rudely ruined the atmosphere.
"Even if you have a lotus tongue, you can't change the fact that you are a sword demon!"
The violent shout came from the crowd of Tianguangfeng.
Still that person.
After Jing Jiu punched and killed the real man Tai Lu, this man once rebuked him, saying that he was going to kill all the disciples of Qingshan?
Tianguangfeng Elder Bai Rujing was finally released after being imprisoned for several years.
Bai Rujing walked out of the crowd, staring at Jing Jiu and sternly said, "You sword demon, you can catch it without holding your hands!"
Zhanzi was meditating on the words Jing Jiu said, full of wit, and was suddenly interrupted by this violent drink. She couldn't help but feel unhappy. She slightly frowned and looked at Bai Rujing, thinking you **** want to Dead?
But many practitioners did not understand Jing Jiu's words, and they were reminded by this violent shout--Yes, why should I listen to this sword demon?
Jing Jiu has always refused to take out the Heaven-Carrying Sword, and most of the practitioners have accepted Fang Jingtian and the boy in blue.
It is impossible for them to believe that Jing Jiu is a real person because of Jing Jiu's words.
In their view, Jing Jiu was the sword demon who killed Real Person Jingyang and conspired to seize the position of the Green Mountain Palm. What's more, this sword demon is still colluding with the underworld, who knows what he wants to do?
If he is allowed to be the head of Qingshan, it will inevitably endanger the safety of Qingshan and the entire realm of spiritual practice, and even the human race.
How can practitioners allow this to happen?
"Kill this demon!"
Bai Rujing looked at Jing Jiu and shouted sharply.
With this shout, dozens of flying swords flew from all over the Tianguang Peak, violently breaking the wind, and pointed directly at Jing Jiu below the house.
This is Qingshan, and the strong men of all sects have not moved, but the hateful elders and disciples in Qingshan can't help it.
Looking at the dozens of sword lights in the sky, Bai Rujing's heart surged with infinite pride and revenge.
Jing Jiu didn't look at him.
A **** sword light illuminates the top of the sky light peak.
Fusi sword broke through the air, cutting off a flying sword in the front extremely coldly.
After that, dozens of flying swords came from all over the peak, blocking those flying swords that wanted to kill Jing Jiu.
The crisp clash of flying swords sounded like a torrential rain, and then suddenly stopped.
More than a hundred flying swords are divided into two camps, hovering in the sky at the top of Tianguang Peak, shaking slightly, ready to attack again at any time.
Among the flying swords who came to protect Jing Jiu, there were disciples from Shangdefeng and Tianguangfeng. What is amazing is that there are more than ten flying swords from disciples of Liangwangfeng.
Everyone knows that Jing Jiu doesn't like Liangwangfeng, and after becoming the head of Liangwangfeng, he has imposed many restrictions on Liangwangfeng. The young disciples of Liangwangfeng complained about this. Why is it like this at this time? ?
Looking at this scene, many people are a little strange, even Yuan Qijing is a little surprised.
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After passing Nanshan, I looked back at Yaosongshan.
Yao Songshan has entered the ranking of Liangwangfeng from eleven to eighth, with a calm aura, staring ahead and saying nothing.
After passing Nanshan, Lei was surprised.
Under the gaze of the big brother, Lei Yi was slightly surprised, but he straightened his neck firmly and said: "What's wrong with protecting the head?"
In fact, even he is now doubting Jing Jiu's identity, just looking at the flying swords flying towards Xiaolu, he summoned the flying swords to fight without even thinking about it.
This is probably just like the battle of the West Sea, Taiping Majesty wanted to kill the strong men of various sects, and the sword of Qingshan went like this... In the words of Elder Mochi, this is just not holding back. ?
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More than a hundred flying swords faced each other in the sky, and the atmosphere was very tense.
Everyone knows that this is just the beginning. Most of the disciples of the younger generation who are the first to use their swords without holding their breath, the elders of each peak are still silent, especially those peak masters.
The Yunxing Peak master looked a little hesitantly, his thin right hand exposed in the wind moved slightly, as if he might hold a sword at any time.
Cheng Youtian frowned and looked at the white cat in Jing Jiu's arms, thinking that Lord White Ghost would never make a mistake, but it was originally a demon cat, and he wanted to come close to the demon sword naturally.
Yuan Qijing looked at Jing Jiu under the cottage, as if he wanted to wait for him to say something before making a decision.
Nan Wang carried his hands on his back and looked at the mountains in the distance. He didn't even glance at the scene, as if he didn't care about it.
The long silence of the big figures made the atmosphere more tense, and made the disciples of the Qingshan Peaks even more at a loss.
Gu Han is ready to take out the sword, looking at Guo Nanshan and asking for instructions: "Brother?"
Guo Nanshan looked solemnly, saying that he didn't know the answer, and looked at Zhuo Rusui.
"Don't look at me, I don't know anything."
Zuo Rusui said blankly: "Don't look at my calm on the surface, but also panic in my heart, okay?"
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After all, the silence cannot last forever.
The confrontation will always turn into a sword fight for a moment.
At that time, the sky full of sword light will inevitably ruin the Tianguang Peak.
In both camps, there are obviously fewer supporters for Jing Jiu, and most of them are young disciples.
Someone suddenly thought, Guangyuan Zhenren was sent to Xihai some time ago, and even the head of the ceremony was not allowed to come back to participate in the ceremony. Could it be that Jing Jiu has already considered the situation today?
The atmosphere at the top of Tianguang Peak became more and more tense, and suddenly a majestic but tired voice sounded.
"When did Qingshan feel so embarrassed?"
There is no expression on Yuan Qijing's face, but everyone can see his anger and sadness.
Today is the ceremony for the ascension of the head of Qingshan, the whole Chaotian Continent has all the big figures who have come, and when so many other sects watched, it turned out to be what it is now.
Does the Qingshan Sect want to stage a homicide in front of so many outsiders?
"I think so too." Jing Jiu said.
Whether it is Fang Jingtian, Tai Lu Zhenren, or A Piao, it is all the methods of the seniors.
The brother just wanted to drive him off the position of the head of Qingshan, and then kill him, because the brother has always thought that he is the one in all things.
In Brother's mind, Qingshan uses swords, and cannot be used by swords—this is something he absolutely cannot accept.
Jing Jiu walked under the stone tablet, glanced at the Shenmo Peak in the distance, patted the stone turtle on the back, and said, "Go."
This sentence has no subject and no direction.
Is he saying goodbye to Shigui, or is he telling who?
"I see." Zhao Layue said.
Gu Qing stood up and walked over holding the universe front, ready to invite Master to ride.
Yuan Qu walked over with his head down, afraid to look at Yuan Qijing.
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"Want to go? It's not that easy."
The cold voice of Bai Rujing rang.
A sharp sword light slashed towards Jing Jiu at the stele.
Being imprisoned in the sword prison for several years, he carefully reviewed the initial failure and confirmed that Jing Jiu's realm strength was far inferior to himself, and only relying on the pressure of the white ghost to succeed in the sneak attack.
Today, even though Jing Jiu killed the real Tai Lu with a punch, he was extremely exhausted and obviously unable to perform the second one.
Of course, he will not forget the White Ghost, nor does he expect to break through the White Ghost's defenses and really hurt Jing Jiu. What he wants is a mess.
A single spark can start a prairie fire. As long as the power of his flying sword can inspire everyone's fighting will, I believe that there will be countless flying swords falling, and the top of Tianguang Peak will be in chaos, and Jing Jiu will undoubtedly die!
It only took him a short time to think about these things. His flying sword had come to the stele and then disappeared.
The sharp sword light didn't know where it went.
Where can I show what power.
It's like a bubble dissipated in the air~IndoMTL.com~ Ah Da closed his mouth and burped a full hiccup. There was a ghostly blood in the depths of the vertical pupils and disappeared.
The light and shadow of an extremely huge white tiger faintly appeared in the high altitude, overflowing with extremely terrifying coercion.
It turns out that the flying sword was swallowed directly by it!
The true sword of Bai Rujing was seized, and the sword pill was wounded, spouting a large mouthful of blood.
An extremely gorgeous blood-colored sword light flicked across.
There was a scream from the top of Tianguang Peak.
Two arms flew up through the air and landed on the ground one after another.
Fusijian returned to Zhao Layue's body.
She walked quietly behind Jing Jiu.
I didn't glance at Bai Rujing who had become a blood man.