The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 71: The meaning beyond the sword

There is another world above the sky.

The beings living on the mainland have countless guesses about that world, and then gradually fade away with time.

It takes only a thousand years to see an ascendant, and even if there is a yearning for it, how long can it last?

The other shore that can’t be reached, even if it’s a fairyland, why bother?

But for a genius ascetic like Zhao Layue who aims to seek the ascension of the Tao, of course they will think about what is there.

This is also where she can't understand Taiping real person.

The goal of Taoism is to live forever, to ascend, why does a peerless figure like him always keep his sight on the world?

"He has a strong sense of crisis. He feels that the world is full of competition and danger. He also has a strong sense of responsibility. He feels that he should lead the whole world forward, so his goal is not the same as that of other ascetics. Same."

Jing Jiu said: "He wants to break the rules of this world and lead all the monks to leave together."

The magnificent scene appeared in front of Zhao Layue's eyes. After a long period of shocking silence, she whispered: "Is this everyone ascending?"

"Yes, on the surface, there are some things like Zen saying that everyone can become a Buddha."

Jing Jiu said: "He has been an abbot in Guocheng Temple, and he has learned Buddhism very well, so he may have been affected a bit."

Zhao Layue said: "Do you think... it's impossible for him to realize all this?"

Jing Jiu said directly: "I don't know, I just don't like the things he has to do in the process of realizing his ideals."

In his previous life, he had been in retreat on Mount Defeng and Shenmo Peak, and rarely left Qingshan, but Liu Ci, Yuan Qijing and Ah Da knew that he was not afraid of killing.

He has also seen even March murder.

But he has never seen a murder like that.

In order to achieve their goals, anyone in Taiping can kill, even their own people.

The flood is surging.

The emperor's brother is dead.

Zhanzi was forced to reincarnate.

The sword is hiding everywhere in the green hills, like a poor monkey.

The most important thing is that he doesn't endorse that concept.

The relationship between practitioners and mortals is never the relationship between herdsmen and sheep.

When he was in Chaoge City, he told Zhao Layue.

Zhao Layue should have thought of that sentence, and said: "You are right."

This is the conclusion.

From this moment on, they never discussed this issue again.

Singing suddenly came from Qingrong Peak across from the cliff.

Jing Jiu's expression changed slightly, and he was about to get up and leave, but stayed the next moment.

The singing was a little sad.

In the clouds, you can vaguely see the picture over there.

Nan Wang stood drinking under the flowering tree.

She just started drinking and is not drunk yet.

Jing Jiu suddenly said: "If there were no accidents back then, she should be Liu Ci's Taoist companion."

Zhao Layue was a little surprised and said: "Later?"

Jing Jiu said: "She doesn't like him."

Zhao Layue thought that you were the accident, and asked: "Then?"

Jing Jiu said, "It's boring."

Zhao Layue thought for a while and said: "Yes."

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Shangdefeng is covered with thick snow.

Coughing sounds from time to time in the cave.

The snow between the cliffs vibrates constantly with the coughing sound, turning into a small avalanche.

Chi Yan retracted his gaze to look at the broken arm and looked at the cave with worry in his eyes.

Nan Xi's sword is really powerful. He didn't have any power to parry, so he was cut off, and Duan Liantian was dead.

Master Jianlu was the direct target of Nan Xi's sneak attack. After being seriously injured, he even fought Nan Xi with a sword, and the injury was bound to be extremely serious.

The cough suddenly disappeared, and Yuan Qijing walked out of the cave.

Chi Yan was very surprised, thinking that you have not healed from your serious injury. Where are you going?

Yuan Qijing waved his hand, motioned him not to speak, stepped on the three-foot sword and left Shangde Peak.

On the stone beam between Shiyue Peak and Xilai Peak, the fog is as thick as yesterday, but there is no shadow of Yinfeng.

The clouds and mist suddenly dispersed, Yuan Qijing accompanied by patches of snow falling on the stone beams.

Fang Jingtian walked out from the depths of the fog.

Yuan Qijing looked at him quietly, without speaking.

Fang Jingtian's eyebrows floated lightly, and he didn't speak.

Yuan Qijing still looked at him quietly and shook his head.

Fang Jingtian was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

From the moment on, he began to retreat and was not allowed to leave without permission.

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Outside Nanhua City, there is a small mountain village.

There is no special place in this mountain village. Like other small mountain villages, you can always see old men basking in the sun and gossiping at the entrance of the village.

The sun gradually went down, and an old man with sparse hair and red nose returned to his small yard with a walking stick.

A golden pheasant stayed on the stone mill in the yard. The long tail wing was so badly damaged that it was no longer so strange and terrifying, but looked a little funny.

With a squeak, Yin San opened the door and walked out, squinting at the setting sun in the distance, and said: "Another day has passed."

The ancestor Xuanyin rubbed his nose and said, "A real person...There must be a saying about this, right?"

Yin San was able to escape from the West Sea. Those strong green mountains who couldn't hold back played a very important role, but the real important thing was of course the ancestor Xuan Yin.

He forcibly took the sword of the Xihai Sword God, and fought with Yi Maozhai's Dragon Tail Inkstone, showing an unfathomable level of cultivation.

Like the white cat on the top of Shenmo Peak, he feels that he is now qualified to ask for something.

Yin San stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Look for a chance to vent your breath."

Ancestor Xuanyin's nose became more blood red, which is a sign of extreme anger.

"Xuanyin Sect is gone! What's the use of venting?"

Yin San ignored him, went to the stone mill, checked the golden pheasant's tail feathers, and said: "It can be raised well."

The golden pheasant uttered something and said: "The real man, the life card is in the hands of that servant. No matter what he is, I am always upset."

Yin San comforted: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, he won't move you if he doesn't move you this time."

A carriage drove to the front of the courtyard.

A very cute little boy was sent in.

The ancestor Xuanyin knew that this should be a letter, and asked: "What happened again?"

The little boy was only three or four years old, his eyes were innocent and clean, and he was extremely ignorant.

"This is a blank piece of paper."

Yin San touched the little boy's head, smiled and said, "After I teach for a few years, I will be able to write a great article in four years."

The ancestor Xuanyin couldn't stand the way he spoke the most, and turned his head and walked towards the kitchen.

When he came to the stove, he was silent as he watched the hooves as steady as a mountain in the boiling soup.

Whether it is wood or pig's trotter, after being boiled for a long time, it will eventually be unable to hold it.

There are more and more decay marks on real people, and they may collapse at any time.

What are you going to do if you haven't got the Chuzijian?

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Jing Jiu left Shenmo Peak and went to Sword Prison.

Walking through the **** and filthy passage to the dry and clean hall, he looked towards the other, deeper passage.

At the end of the passage is the cell where Xue Ji was locked.

The sword intent he laid down in the passage is fierce and brilliant, no one can understand.

Xue Ji felt his arrival and turned to look at the door of the cell.

Across the layers of sword intent and the door, Jing Jiu and Xue Ji looked at each other quietly, and no one spoke.

The wind came from two places. The wind from Shangdefeng's patio was a bit cold, and the wind from Yinfeng was a bit warm. It rolled up dust and floated between the two people's sights.

I don't know how long it took, Jing Jiu turned and left.

In the cell, Xue Ji retracted her gaze, ready to continue to see the lonely snow mountain.

That is her beautiful country.

Jing Jiu suddenly stopped and asked, "That chair...If you feel hard, I'll change it for you?"

Xue Ji murmured twice, the first is to say that she doesn't feel hard, and the second is to say no.

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There is a door at the end of the Sword Prison, and there is a murderous fog outside the door. There are countless peaks on the side of the fog~ IndoMTL.com~ This is the legendary Qingshan Hidden Peak.

In addition to the elders who are waiting to die, there are a handful of peak powers who want to break through and confine themselves here.

Naturally, there are other passages that leave Hidden Peak. Liu Shisui once walked through it.

But apart from Jing Jiu, Liu Ci, Yuan Qijing and Shigou, no one knows, not even Liu Ada.

Except for Tianguang Peak, there is no other place in the world where you can see Hidden Peak, not because of the clouds and mist surrounding the peaks, but because of the sword formation of the green mountains.

When passing a certain mountain peak, Jing Jiu took a look.

Fang Jingtian retreats here.

It didn't take a long time, Jing Jiu came to a mountain peak, stepped on the clouds, found the cave, looked at the emerald on the cliff, and opened the door.

Tong Yan raised her head, seemingly surprised.

The best place to hide a person in the green hills and keep the Zhongzhou faction from knowing the least bit of news is of course the hidden peak.

Jing Jiu asked, "What do you want to give me?"

Tong Yan put the chess piece in her hand back on the table and said, "I don't understand what you mean."

Of course, there is a price to be paid to vote for Qingshan, which probably means to vote for the name, but is Qingtianjian not enough?

Jing Jiu said, "I want Chuzijian."

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(First of all, I wish the girls a happy holiday. Today is also Heisangsang’s birthday. It was only confirmed yesterday. I wish her a happy birthday in the book and find her cooking skills as soon as possible. Today is the second day of February and the second dragon raised her head again. I think of March 3 in the more than one year of celebration. Finally, I wish Nan Wang a happy drink and don’t always remember the sad things of the year.)

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