The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 63: 1 bunch of bananas

　　 From the end of spring to the beginning of autumn, Gu Qing would come to the summit every ten days.

　　 He didn't know about Jing Jiu's injury.

　　 Every time he came to the top of the peak, he would watch Jing Jiu lying on a bamboo chair, except on the day of the first autumn rain—at the request of Qingrong Peak, that day the green mountains opened up and the autumn rain fell between the peaks. , There is a bleak beauty, Jing Jiu is a little unhappy because he wants to move back to the cave.

　　 That day, Gu Qing brought a bunch of bananas to the top of the mountain.

　　 Jing Jiu lay on the chair, glanced at the banana, and said, "The monkey gave it?"

　　 Gu Qing nodded and asked: "The bamboo I brought here last time was used to repair the legs of the chair?"

　　 When Liu Shisui came back from the mountain village, he really brought a dozen bamboos and asked Gu Qing to send them.

　　 I heard that outside the cave house of the elder Bai Rujing at Tianguangfeng, a few bushes of Hsinchu are now planted.

　　 Jing Jiu said, "The back of the chair has also been repaired."

　　 Gu Qing noticed that some places on the back of the bamboo chair were patched with new bamboo.

　　 "I heard your rumors before, but I didn't expect that you...really so lazy."

　　 He looked at Jing Jiu and said seriously, with a bit of sincere conviction.

　　Being so lazy as Jing Jiu, he can easily beat himself across the border at the Sword Inheritance Conference.

　　 He has always admired, or in other words, yearned for such a true genius.

　　 Jing Jiu said: "Cultivation is not about martial arts practice. Sitting cross-legged, lying down, standing under a waterfall or on the beach, it makes no difference."

　　 Gu Qing thought about it carefully, and found that this is indeed the truth, but it is just meditation, when absorbing the vitality of the world, don’t you need to practice sword art?

　　 Jing Jiu said: "Drink tea."

　　 Hearing this is what he meant to invite Gu Qing to drink tea, but this is not the case.

　　 Gu Qing put the bunch of bananas on the table and started making tea.

　　 Jing Jiu is still willing to be made tea for himself, but Gu Qing is not Liu Shisui, he is inconvenient to call, and the monkeys are too stupid...

　　 Two cups of tea were poured from a pot of tea. Gu Qing naturally took a cup and sat down on the big rock on the edge of the cliff.

　　 The two big rocks were moved by apes from between the cliffs.

　　 Gu Qing looked at Jing Jiu's profile and found that he was able to remain calm now.

　　 No matter how beautiful the face is, as long as I look at it more often...well, it's still beautiful, but it won't be as dazzling as it was at the beginning.

　　 What really makes Gu Qing feel dazzling is Jing Jiu's kendo talent.

　　 Although he was in Liangwangfeng, passing Nanshan and the teachers also appreciated his kendo talent.

　　 Gu Qing said: "When I was determined to cultivate, I thought that this generation of Qingshan disciples could not be geniuses beyond reach, so as long as I make efforts that other disciples cannot do, I will definitely be able to Enter the inner gate and become one of the disciples of Qingshan. It seems right now, because there are very few people like you after all."

　　 Jing Jiu said: "I appreciate your ideas, and it just happens that there is no real genius in this generation of disciples. Congratulations."

　　 Gu Qing was stunned, wondering if such natural Dao species as Zhao Layue and Ten-year-old are not considered geniuses? What about you?

　　 Jing Jiu looked at the bunch of bananas and asked, "Have you ever been to the cave?"

　　 Gu Qing shook his head.

　　 He is not qualified to accept the sword, nor is he a deacon of Shenmo Peak. He is only a tenant temporarily living here, so he pays attention to details. Most of the time, he meditates in a small wooden house between the cliffs. Occasionally, when I come to the summit, I just sit on the edge of the cliff and make a pot of tea for Jing Jiu.

　　 Jing Jiu said, "Go and see."

　　 Gu Qing looked slightly startled, and asked: "Can you?"

　　 Jing Jiu said: "The tenant is also a guest. It doesn't matter if you look at it."

　　The cave house of Master Jingyang, how could Gu Qing not be curious.

　　 He thought for a while, got up and walked into the small building.

　　 But it didn't take long before he ran out of it like an escape.

　　 He looked at Jing Jiu with mixed emotions and said, "I...I became like this because I secretly learned swordsmanship."

　　 The sword book on the table was clearly what Jing Jiu let him see on purpose.

　　 "I think you are so good now."

　　 Jing Jiu picked up the bunch of bananas on the table and threw them back to the monkeys in the woods.

　　 Then, he walked back to the hole, took out the sword book, put it in Gu Qing's hand, and said, "This is not stealing."

　　 Gu Qing was silent for a long time and said, "Thank you."

　　 Jing Jiu said, "No."

　　 Gu Qing said: "Actually, I always feel that you don't like me very much."

　　 Jing Jiu said: "Your scheming is a bit deep, but I have no likes or dislikes about it."

　　 Gu Qing did not understand, and asked: "Then why are you willing to help me?"

　　 Jing Jiu said, "I don't like your brother."

　　 Gu Qing laughed and said, "Me too."

　　 went back to the cliff and walked into the wooden house where the moss had begun to grow. Gu Qing came to the window to remove the bark from the wind, and opened the sword book in his hand by the sky light outside.

　　 He had learned Shiyuefeng’s Six Dragon Sword Art, but when he was expelled from Liangwangfeng, he was taken back and he could no longer use it in the future.

　　He was a little excited, because this might be Shenmofeng’s Nine Death Sword Art—that was the unfaithful sword of Master Jingyang.

　　 But he was wrong.

　　 Gu Qing looked at the homepage of Jianpu for a long time.

　　 This is not the Nine Dead Swordsman.

　　 His hands trembled slightly.

　　 Two words are clearly written on the front page of the book.

　　——Chengtian.

　　……

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　　 An autumn rain and a cold.

　　 The nine peaks of the green mountains are isolated from the world, the cold and heat are not obvious, but the four seasons are still distinct.

　　 Jing Jiu's illness finally healed.

　　 The sound of cicadas, the cry of ape, and the cough of the well, the three main sounds of Shenmofeng are missing by two, and it is suddenly much quieter.

　　 There is not much change in world affairs. The disciples practiced their own cultivation, and rarely left the caves in the peaks. The peaks and forests gradually stained, and the beauty is very lonely.

　　 One day, a news came from outside the mountain that a terrifying monster appeared outside Chaonan City in the north of the river.

　　 It is rumored that the big demon has a cruel temperament and loves cannibalism, especially those boys and girls.

　　 During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the big demon suddenly appeared and crashed into a cliff outside Chaonan City. Hundreds of people in the village on the cliff suffered heavy casualties.

　　Qingshanzong naturally couldn't ignore this matter, and the disciples of Liangwangfeng set off with their swords that night to remove the demon.

　　 It is somewhat noticeable that Liu Shisui, a natural Taoist species, is also in the team to eliminate demons this time.

　　 Liu Shisui is still nominally a disciple of Tianguangfeng. After only half a year of Cheng Jian, he was able to go outside and eliminate demons. It can be seen how much Liang Wangfeng values ​​him.

　　 The incident happened urgently, and the two Wangfeng disciples left in a hurry. Not many people in Jiufeng knew about it.

　　 Liu Shisui didn't go to Shenmofeng, but asked Gu Qing to tell Jing Jiu.

　　 "Ten-year-old specially asked me to tell you not to tell others."

　　 Gu Qing organized a few words in his heart, and continued: "...He told you that he was leaving this matter, don't tell others."

　　 There are many meanings hidden in these two somewhat convoluted words, but Jing Jiu has no response. Sitting in the bamboo chair, looking at the mountains outside the cliff~IndoMTL.com~, he doesn't seem to care.

　　 A few days later, Gu Qing came to the top of the peak again, this time he still spread the word.

　　 "There is a younger sister named Yushan in Xijian Pavilion, and another from Lelang County..."

　　 Gu Qing can't remember the name of that junior.

　　 Jing Jiu said: "His surname is Yuan."

　　"...Yes, the boy with the Yuan surname would like to ask, three years later, the Shen Mofeng of the Chengjian Conference will not recruit people."

　　 Zhao Layue was also by the cliff. Hearing this, he glanced at Jing Jiu and found that he had forgotten this question.

　　"Recruit."

　　 "No move."

　　 The voices of her and Jing Jiu rang almost at the same time.

　　 Gu Qing spreads out his hands, expressing that he is just an innocent messenger.

　　 Zhao Layue looked at Jing Jiu and asked: "Why didn't you recruit?"

　　 Jing Jiu said: "Noisy."

　　 Zhao Layue is not Gu Han, nor MCA, and has not been defeated by his one-word tactics.

　　 "I am the peak owner."

　　 She left these words and went back to the cave.

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　　As soon as winter entered, the first snow fell, and a few days later, the green mountain ushered in an even greater blizzard.

　　 is still the request of Qingrong Peak, the green mountain array opens, and snowflakes fall from the sky.

　　 In just one night, Qunfeng turned his head and looked around, covered in silver makeup, very beautiful.

　　 A flying sword broke through the wind and snow, and landed on the top of Shenmo Peak.

　　 Gu Qing is covered with snow, and his face is pale.

　　 Since being expelled from Liangwang Peak, he has rarely used the sword, and he has never only walked on the Shenmo Peak.

　　 It seems that something urgent happened.

　　 Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue walked out of the cave.

　　 Gu Qing looked at them and said, "I was injured when I was ten."