The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 6: Killing with a sword
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Hu Guifei has been in Yunmengshan for many years. Even if Luo Huainan and many people support Jing Xin, there should be many people who support her.
She squinted her eyes and said: "It is too easy to be spotted afterwards and too dangerous. ┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛"
Gu Qing said: "The whereabouts we want is very simple. First of all, he is not in Yunmeng Mountain, and secondly, it is not a sudden situation."
Hu Guifei was startled slightly, thinking it was indeed much simpler.
Satisfying these two conditions at the same time, that Luo Huainan's whereabouts could have been known.
She stared at Zhao Layue's eyes and asked: "Don't you doubt me, is the man behind the assassination of you?"
"Because you gave Shi Fengchen's son a sum of gold and silver?"
Zhao Layue said with no expression on her face: "Although you are an idiot doing this, I am not an idiot."
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A faint golden light suddenly appeared in the night.
Zhao Layue and Gu Qing stopped.
"It seems that the peak owner's injury has healed."
The black cloak wrapped tightly around the person's body is even more squat.
The light in front of the temple illuminates his face.
The royal worship of Jinming City.
Gu Qing is very nervous, and her lips are a little dry.
Zhao Layue did not speak.
Jin Mingcheng took out a sword from under the cloak, handed it to her, and said: "The name of the sword is the first son."
Zhao Layue said: "I have a sword."
Jin Mingcheng said: "Fusi sword was not lost in the snowy field?"
Zhao Layue said: "I still have my own."
Jin Mingcheng said: "That sword is like and recognizable, unlike the first sword, which has been hidden in the palace for hundreds of years, and no one remembers it for a long time."
Gu Qing thought cautiously, could this be killing someone with a sword?
"If your Majesty wants to kill someone, does he still need to borrow someone else's hand?" Zhao Layue asked.
Jin Mingcheng said slowly: "Your Majesty is the co-master of the world. Because he bears a common word, it is inconvenient to do many things."
Zhao Layue said nothing, and took over the sword named Chuzi.
Gu Qing glanced at her, a little surprised.
He was very opposed to entering the palace tonight. In this seemingly ordinary palace, there are too many dangerous and true monastic powers hidden.
It is easy for these cultivators to destroy him and Zhao Layue. He even thinks that he cannot hide his whereabouts.
But Zhao Layue was very calm, didn't worry at all, seemed to know something.
What he didn't know was that Zhao Layue had already guessed that Jing Jiu left Zhaoyuan that day to see the emperor in Lishan.
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There is a deep mountain in the north of Yujun County. There is a cultivating sect called Beiximen, which is a small outlying school of Zhongzhou School, famous for its ability to make weapons and formations.
One day in the midsummer, more than a dozen masters and apprentices from Beiximen came out of the mountain and headed for Guiyun City. Three geological treasures were refined each year in front of Beixi Gate, two of which were dedicated to Yunmeng Mountain, and the remaining one was inconsistent with the practice of the gate and was ready to be sent to Guiyun City for auction.
The treasures are as famous as the Treasure Tree House of the Qingshan School and the Waizhai of Yimaozhai. Of course, they also have the same profound background. They are the industry of the Yunmeng Mountain Cold Food Valley.
What Beiximen didn't expect was that the most important magic weapon at this auction of treasures was not its own production, but a herb.
"What kind of grass is that, is it more important than the magic weapon of the ground level?"
"Anyway, it has nothing to do with you and me. I heard that the buyer has been confirmed."
"Who dares to calibrate in the treasure? Is it something that the ancestor of the ancestor wanted?"
"Uncle Liu, do you know about this?"
The herb caused a lot of speculation and discussion among Beiximen disciples.
People looked at the thin middle-aged man in the lead and asked curiously.
The teacher surnamed Liu listened to these comments and smiled silently.
He knows more.
The herb should be the rumored Sanqing herb, and of course it is eligible to be placed in the most important position of the auction.
The Sword Sect of Qingshan has already let out the wind. Naturally, no one dared to compete with them for this herb, but just walked through the process according to the rules of the treasure.
Outside the valley is a plain, and Guiyun City has a smooth road all the way.
The cicadas cried in bursts, seeming to be seeing off.
Suddenly, the sound of cicadas disappeared suddenly.
The Uncle Liu raised his eyebrows and said: "Be careful, set up an array."
There is a saying that the cicadas suddenly disappear.
A very faint black mist drifted in from the valley, and the new fruit between the trees collapsed.
The Beiximen disciples showed a stunned expression and took out the magic weapon as quickly as possible, forming a defensive formation.
The black light mist gradually dissipated, and several figures gradually appeared. Judging from the clothes and the cold breath, they are definitely not good people.
"I didn't expect you to be in a humble state, but rather alert, you could discover our whereabouts in advance."
An old man with an indifferent expression said: "The young master wants the baby that you are carrying, please hand it over."
The Uncle Liu said: "It turned out to be a demon from the Xuanyin Sect. This is County Yu, less than three thousand miles away from Yunmeng Mountain. When did you become so courageous?"
"Zhongzhou is Zhongzhou, you are you, even if you kill all of you, what can you do? Can the Taoist priests in Yunmeng Mountain come over?"
The old man was an elder of the Xuanyin Sect. He was extremely evil. There was no such thing as a master and apprentice in his eyes. He was just a little bit afraid of Beiximen's formation. For some reason, Xuanyin Sect won that. The willingness to obtain an earth-level magic weapon was very strong and direct.
So the battle started, the air was torn apart, and countless air currents collided with each other.
The black fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the clear light from Beiximen's array is getting darker and darker.
The Beiximen disciples stood in the formation, smashing their magic weapons and maintaining the formation. Under the impact of the Xuan Yin sect, they supported them very hard, their faces became paler and paler, and the signal to ask for help had been sent out. I don't know when the same door can come to support them, or if it is still too late.
The Xuanyin elder looked at the scene in front of him coldly, seemingly calm, but actually a little anxious.
This is not far from Beixi Gate. What should I do if the other party comes to help? More importantly, if Yunmeng Mountain is disturbed, it will be troublesome.
Suddenly saw a gap in the formation, the elder Xuanyin Sect's eyes suddenly cold, turning into a black mist and breaking through the clear light, and came to the Beiximen disciples.
The black mist condensed, and he appeared, holding a flag and hitting the master Liu.
Where did Shishu Liu dare to resist these magic weapons head-on, and with the help of the magic tools to evade backwards, the disciples who did not care about maintaining the formation were exposed.
The elder Xuanyinzong wanted such an effect. He sneered, and with a heavy stern anger, the yin banner wrapped the nearest Beiximen disciple in.
His Yin flag carries the evil spirits of earth and blood. If ordinary practitioners cannot protect the body, they will die if they touch it, and they will never be lucky.
The Beiximen disciple had an ordinary appearance and an ordinary aura. He was about to turn into blood when he saw him. He seemed to be frightened and stupid. He stood still and didn't move.
Elder Xuanyinzong suddenly felt that something was wrong~IndoMTL.com~A small bronze clock suddenly appeared in front of him.
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