The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 76: Well 9 doing things

The style of Qingshan School is concentrated on their mantra, which is the famous sentence: "Do you want to die?"

This sentence is sometimes presented in other forms. For example, Zhenren Liu Ci and his close disciple Zhuo Rusui, and now Jing Jiu, both like a soft hum.

Why not Mu is the elder Shiyuefeng, who has been dealing with things like Huacao Danwan for a long time, and his temperament is calm and gentle. When this sentence was uttered, he changed the wording and appeared to be a lot more polite. At least the option of not wanting to die is also mentioned.

But everyone knows that this is superfluous. No matter how gentle Elder He's words are, they are actually tough or cruel.

At critical moments, Qingshan has always provided the world with only two choices: obedience or death.

If the Suspended Bell Sect is in chaos, Sect Master Chen and Se Sezhen have something to do. As the guardian of the order of Tiannan Cultivation World, Qingshan Sect must do something.

That also means that this middle-aged man named De Yuanquan, no matter whether he succeeds in succeeding the lord, he will undoubtedly die.

Many practitioners have heard of the famous mantra of the Qingshan School, but not many people have actually heard it with their own ears.

There was an uproar in the room.

When many people want to come, in order to wait for the spring rain, the Qingshan Sect should be low-key for many years. Who would have thought that this seemingly gentle elder actually came up and forced the old lady and Deyuanquan to the edge of the cliff . Is it true that the Green Mountain Sect is going to kill people in public today?

The expression of the old lady did not change in any way, the wrinkles seemed to be carved out with a carving knife, and they didn't move at all.

"This is the family affair of my Hanging Bell Sect. Even if your Qingshan Sect is the leader of the right way, you can't interfere."

She held the crutches and walked slowly two steps forward, looking at why not, and said with a blank expression: "Want to give orders to the world? Is the Qingshan Sect ready to learn the Blood Demon Sect?"

This is a very strong and reasonable accusation, and it is difficult for anyone to answer. And why not admire just like other Qingshan Jianxiu, not good at words. But why most Qingshan Jianxiu are not good at words? Naturally, it is because the Qingshan Sect rarely needs to reason with others.

"It seems that Yunmengshan has a promise to the old lady."

Why don't Mu directly clarify the essence of this matter, "I don't want to know those things, but tomorrow I will see the Sect Master and the Young Sect Master, otherwise who..."

Lin Yingliang, a disciple of Mount Shiyue, said, "Deyuanquan."

Why Bumu continued: "...Yes, Mr. Deyuanquan, then I have to ask you to die."

After saying this, he took Lin Yingliang and other Qingshan disciples to the outside of the hall, but he didn't give the old lady a chance to speak again.

The hundreds of practitioners in the hall were silent, and the air was filled with depression and tension.

People clearly felt that the elder Ho and the young disciples were in a bad mood and were very angry.

Obviously, Qingshan is unwilling to take out swords at will, and only when he is accused by the spiritual world, will he leave on his own, giving the Suanling Sect a night of thinking.

As for who will win, this is not the focus of the practitioners' thinking.

Why not admire you as an ordinary elder with a few ordinary disciples, but after all, they are the elders and disciples of Qingshan.

Even if they can't deal with the Suspension Sect, Qingshan will naturally send another person.

The fact that the Xihai Sword Sect was annihilated by the Qingshan Sect two years ago, I believe no one will forget it in two hundred years.

All eyes fell on the old lady, wondering how she would choose.

If Sect Master Chen and Desser have had an accident, the war is naturally inevitable. According to the old prince’s style of acting, he shouldn’t do everything right from the beginning.

The expression of the old lady remained unchanged, and there was no hesitation or retreat.

People thought of what Elder He said, and they thought it was so, the Zhongzhou faction still intervened... But isn't the mountain still closed over there?

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Back in the quiet courtyard, the three monks took off their hats.

The old monk looked at Jing Jiu and sighed, and said, "This elder of your school is too angry."

For Buddhist disciples, it is indeed difficult to accept that they always ask others if they want to die, and ask others to die.

Jing Jiu said: "Why don't you not only plant flowers, but also refine alchemy, it will inevitably be a little angry."

The two angers are not the same thing at all.

It shows that he doesn't care about why not expressing his attitude at all.

Because of that incident, the current Green Mountain Sect is very silent, but silence does not mean low-key, more often it means that a kind of power is accumulating.

From him to Yuan Qijing, from He Bumu to Lin Yingliang, these young disciples have some emotional problems, and naturally they are a bit angry.

At this time, the old lady of the Suspense Sect actually colluded with the Zhongzhou faction, and Qingshan instinctively would react the strongest.

The young monk did not understand the conversation between Master and Jing Jiu, and asked worriedly: "Sect Master Chen and Sect Master are okay?"

Jing Jiu looked at the sky outside the courtyard, as if listening to some voice, and said after a moment: "It's okay."

The old monk said to him: "Do you really want to do something here?"

Jing Jiu gave a hum.

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The water of Liming Lake is very green. There are faint white hairs floating and sinking in the lake. I don't know whether it is the catkins blown by the wind or the white goose looking down for fish.

In the sound of splashing water, the group of white hair sank toward the bottom of the lake, faster and faster, until it became a white line, silently, without attracting any attention.

The bells at the top of the willows by the lake did not sound any warning.

It didn't take long. On a small island in a very remote place, a white cat appeared wet in the breeze. Its hair is very long. It is usually smoothly combed by Zhao Layue and Hanchan at Shenmo Peak, and it doesn't show much. Once it gets wet, it forms a bunch of locks, and it looks a little embarrassing.

The white cat stood up and bowed her head, licking her chest hard, and found it was only in vain. She swayed her head in irritation and jumped into the woods hundreds of feet away.

The Suspense Sect is heavily guarded, especially on this small island, where formations and institutions are everywhere.

These formations and mechanisms can't hurt it, but if the alarm is triggered, there will always be some trouble.

Just like that little Taijun is not its opponent, but it will also be very troublesome if you use the town's magic weapon of the hanging bell sect to fight hard.

The three things that White Cat likes most in this life are sleeping, sleeping on top of Jing Jiu's head, and sleeping in Zhao Layue's arms. There is only one thing that White Cat dislikes the most, and that is trouble.

So it was very careful not to leave footprints on the beach or urine under the trees. But the need to walk so carefully is itself a very troublesome thing. Its eyes are getting more and more resentful, thinking that Jing Jiu can obviously pretend to be a silent, human-shaped self-propelled stone, why did he come by himself?

At this moment, it heard a weak voice coming from the stone wall.

"It really drags me down..."

"Mum, don't say that...Grandma is a bad person...I don't like her anyway."

"Don't talk about elders like this. If it weren't for you to make her feel too sad this time, she wouldn't choose this way."

"Hmph, she won't let me be with Brother Zhan, so I won't listen to her. What's wrong with the monk? Did the monk eat our rice?"

Hearing these words, the white cat was sure that this was the place she was looking for, and the person detained in the rock wall was the mother and daughter she was looking for.

It raised its head to face the sky and meowed slightly.

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As the guardian of the Green Mountain Sect, Liu Ada has the lethal power of the first stage of the sky. It's just a little embarrassing that when he went out with Jing Jiu in recent years, all he encountered was something he couldn't beat, or he didn't dare to fight. For example, Canglong, such as Xuanyin ancestor, such as Taiping real person... But in places like Xuanling Sect, it can be more relaxed, even if the troubles that you don't want to face come, the big deal is just a battle.

Confirming that it could not open the stone wall, it went directly to the core area of ​​the Suspense Sect, hidden among the mountains and green leaves, looking towards the platform in the distance.

That is the Star Picking Building of the Suspense Sect. It has a very tacky name that can be seen in every state and county.

The old lady sits in the chair. De Yuanquan stood in front of her with a respectful attitude.

"I know I should wait another two years, at least until the Zhongzhou faction ends the closure of the mountain..."

The old lady looked at him and said: "But I won't survive next year, so I can only take risks."

De Yuanquan lifted his front, knelt in front of her, and said: "Mother is troubled, son is not filial."

The old lady said: "It doesn’t matter whether you call your mother or aunt. I never expect to become a real person, let alone. After I die, you will pass on the position of suzerain to Serse. That girl, but there are thousands of things, you have at least one good point, that is your surname, you can’t change this."

De Yuanquan kowtowed and said: "It's all loved by my mother."

The old lady said: "If you want to make this a foregone conclusion, you have to let the Chens die. You will deal with it tonight."

De Yuanquan was a little surprised. I thought that the dead girl Desese was forced to die a few days ago, and you let Chen survive, intending to let her die slowly... Today the people of the Qingshan Sect have already come, but If you want to use this thunderous method suddenly, is it really not afraid of the Green Mountain Sect's move?

The old lady said: "The words to force death by death seem simple, but they are not. You must at least let the other party know that you dare to die and that you dare to let others die. I will use Chen's death to win the trust of Qingshan. , And then use that girl to force them to give in temporarily. As long as it can be delayed for another year, after that matter is settled, it won’t matter."

De Yuanquan said: "Everything must follow my mother's instructions."

The old lady took a look at him and said: "You have to remember that we can kill others, and others can make us die."

De Yuanquan thought of what the elder Qingshan had asked him, and said with cold eyes: "Why don't you admire the shallow sea, it's not my opponent."

The Suspended Bell Sect is a major righteous way. There is a large formation of mountain gates. Even if Qingshan wants to attack it, it will have to pay a great price, and it will take a while.

And he only needs to move his fingers to kill the dead girl Desser.

As long as no one on the shore of Dawn Lake can threaten him, the Suspense Sect can drag the matter down.

The old lady is dying, and she is a little tired after a few words.

De Yuanquan helped her on the couch and took care of her carefully before leaving the Star Picking Tower.

Not far from the Star Picking Tower to his own residence, he suddenly felt something was wrong, turned around and looked at the mountain, but found nothing.

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When the white cat returned to the small courtyard, Jing Jiu closed his eyes and sat on the futon to practice.

Usually, when he is practicing in Shenmofeng, he usually lies down or sits casually. Such a formal and ritualistic practice scene rarely appears.

A mist formed above his head, as if there were countless tiny grains in it, which was a substantial sword intent.

The Universe Front and Chuzijian moved slowly relative to each other in the fog.

There are countless ways of making swords in the world, and no one knows more than Jing Jiu. Today, he uses sword sharpening.

The two swords face each other, using meaning as a bridge, and then being motivated by the purest and sharpest sword intent between heaven and earth, the connection between each other will become closer and closer.

The longer you float in that mist, the quieter the breath of the universe front, and the lighter the breath of Chuzijian.

The essence and blood left on the sword after a thousand years of separation between Nanxi and Xiwangsun is almost no trace.

The white cat passed on to Jing Jiu everything he saw with his divine sense.

The location of the island, the number and distribution of bells, the weakness of the formation, the cave of Deyuanquan.

These are Jing Jiu's arrangements. It thinks it will save people first, and then do things later.

Jing Jiu didn't open his eyes, wondering if he heard it.

The mist rising from above his head is getting lighter and lighter, and the aura of Universe Front and Chuzijian is getting lighter and lighter.

The white cat faintly guessed something, her pupils shrank slightly, and she stepped back two steps to make a passage from the small courtyard to the sky.

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Lake Dawn is very big.

Zhaixinglou is about twenty miles away from the place where the guests of the various denominations are located.

The wind bell in the corner of the eaves suddenly rang.

The old lady opened her eyes, got up and looked somewhere, her face a little pale.

In a building not far away, the same ringtones are loud.

A sword light pierced the bell and came to the depths of the building.

De Yuanquan raised his eyes, waved his hand expressionlessly, and the bell tied around his wrist flew up to face the sword light.

He has been secretly trained by the old lady for many years, and his realm is indeed profound. The flying sword was actually caught by a bell!

A powerful and heavy force reached his fingers, De Yuanquan groaned, and stepped back for a while, his brows were red, as if he was about to bleed.

The flying sword has a cold breath, but it is quite generous, and it looks very uncoordinated.

De Yuanquan thought of whose sword it was, and his expression changed slightly.

The wind moved slightly, and Jing Jiu appeared in front of him, tapping his right hand to the center of his brow.

It really is you!

De Yuanquan flipped his palms and clamped Jing Jiu’s right hand~IndoMTL.com~ He ignored the sharp pain from his hands and the blood that kept dripping, looking at Jing Jiu’s face. My heart was full of anger and confusion.

In order to stand up for the dead girl Desser, you actually came to kill me!

Even if you are an inexperienced kendo wizard from the Green Mountain Sect, you are already in the wild at a young age, but you dare to come and kill me!

Do you know what state I am?

It's ridiculous!

Although it was ridiculous and angry, De Yuanquan was not going to kill Jing Jiu.

The reason is simple, he dare not.

The bells in the building are masterpieces.

The bells that clamped the Universe Front also began to emit silent waves.

Even the most powerful cultivator can easily break the Taoist heart by these bells, and then the true essence will be exhausted, and he can only catch it with his hands.

Jing Jiu's expression remained unchanged, and a ray of light suddenly radiated from his right hand.

It was not the light produced by Taoism, nor was it the light of magic weapons, but it was born out of his hands.

The light is a bit cold, like a metal luster.

There is a soft wipe.

Jing Jiu's right hand passed through De Yuanquan's head.

Not a drop of blood.

No brains at all.

The ringtone is silent.

When the wind rises again.

Jing Jiu disappeared.

The same is true of Universe Front.

In the small courtyard more than twenty miles away, the wind is blowing.

The old monk and the young monk are not at a high level, and only vaguely feel that something has happened.

They looked into the room subconsciously and found that Jing Jiu had not moved on the futon.

The white cat looked at Jing Jiu on the futon, opened her mouth in shock, meowing silently.

(End of this chapter)

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