The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 96: Same piece of magma, different ponds

Jing Jiu quietly looked at the abyss.

Regardless of whether the abyss looked at him or not, whether or not he responded.

I don’t know how long it took, Cao Yuan’s voice finally sounded again: "Why are you asking this?"

Jing Jiu said: "I wanted to tell your story that day, so I must first confirm the truth."

The story was told to him by Lian San Yue, she would certainly not lie to him, but he couldn’t guarantee whether the little boy in love would brag about a legend for himself, so he made a special trip to the cold Asked Cao Yuan from the bottom of the mountain.

"It's true."

Cao Yuan's voice disappeared for a long time before it sounded again.

"When you go, I will see you off."

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Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue came from the lower reaches of the magma river to the upper reaches.

The hot lava flows slowly among the rocks, and the surface is covered with a layer of ash, which is not very bright.

Because there is a lot of magma flowing into the underworld, the river surface is a bit shorter than it was before, and more gentle slopes are exposed, making it more comfortable to come and lie on it.

Jing Jiu took off his white clothes and handed it to Zhao Layue, and walked into the river.

Zhao Layue put the white clothes on her arms casually, looked at his back and asked: "He has been in the underworld and refused to come up, why should he come to see you?"

Jing Jiu walked into the magma river and broke open the surface of the magma, bringing out an extremely bright light.

"Probably not wanting me to talk nonsense."

He submerged his body in the lava, only his face was exposed, his eyes closed, as if he was enjoying it.

Zhao Layue didn't know the story, so she didn't understand why the Sword Saint would be so nervous. She walked to the river and squatted down and looked at his face curiously.

"Have you seen it? I can feel it, so don't have to sympathize with me."

Jing Jiu closed his eyes and said.

Zhao Layue asked: "...is this comfortable?"

"Very comfortable, would you like to try it?"

After Liu Ci left during the period, Jing Jiu became more talkative again.

His emotional weakness is to leave the word?

Zhao Layue looked at the sparks from the surface of the magma that he had broken open, shook her head, and said, "My body can't bear it."

Jing Jiu opened his eyes, looked at her and said, "Don't forget that you are an acquired invisible sword body."

Zhao Layue understood what he meant, her eyes brightened, and she was a little eager to try.

Jing Jiu said: "Come on."

Zhao Layue bit her lip lightly, put his white clothes on the slope, untied his clothes, put the broken Firth sword on it, and thought about it again, and put the braided hair on it. After taking it off, he cautiously stood on his toes and stretched out into the extremely hot lava river.

The tense toes produced a sword intent at the moment they were about to touch the magma, and then winded up like a wind, forming an extremely thin barrier on the surface of her body.

The magma was trampled, and there was no sound of running water, it was more like stepping into the mud.

She adapted to the burning sensation of touch and slight pain, and slowly slid into the magma, and lay down like Jing Jiu.

An unexpected problem happened next.

Her body is not as heavy and tight as Jing Jiu, but it floats slowly in the magma.

The bright and hot magma slipped from her curve, and more than ten sparks appeared, and the picture looked beautiful.

Jing Jiu looked at this scene with an expression of appreciation in his eyes.

If it were other women, even Nan Wang and Bai Zao, some shame would be born at this time.

Zhao Layue didn't care, stretched out her finger and dipped some magma on her body, like a playful little girl.

It's just that I can't completely soak in the magma, which is a pity.

Jing Jiu took out the Qingtianjian and handed it to her.

She held Qingtianjian in her arms and slowly sank into the magma, feeling the omnipresent pressure and burning sensation, and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

The river flows slowly, without any sound, just the stones taken away by the magma, quietly when it sinks.

The two were soaked in lava, closed their eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

I don't know how long it has been, Zhao Layue suddenly said: "It would be nice if I could have a glass of ice wine at this time."

Jing Jiu stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, and grabbed a black box.

This is a box used to hold the Seal of the Underworld Emperor. It stayed in that cold world for many years, and it was extremely cold.

Even above the dry magma river, it took only a short time to condense a lot of water drops and gather together.

Zhao Layue took the black box, brought the corner of the box to her lips, and took a sip.

The condensed water is naturally tasteless, but the feeling of passing by the lips and tongue and sliding into the throat is incredibly wonderful, like the jade liquid in the fairy palace.

Jing Jiu's mind moved slightly, calling out the two broken swords on the slope, the sword light in his eyes disappeared as soon as he aimed at the gap, and then he held it tightly in his hand.

Countless sword fires gushed out from the fingers, and in just a few dozen breaths, the broken sword's gap softened and began to melt.

After all, it is the Firth sword. It will take a long time to restore it. Jing Jiu retracted his hand into the magma, closed his eyes, and said, "I will rest for a while."

The sword fire was still gushing between his fingers, causing the magma to tremble slightly, looking like porridge about to boil.

Zhao Layue looked at his face in the same mood.

She knew that his soul had gone to Qingtianjian and would not wake up for a while.

——Brows and eyes are picturesque, beauty is beyond words.

Thinking that she would never see this face again, she was so desperate and wanted to do something.

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Autumn in Qingtianjian.

Last night, there was an autumn rain. I don't know how many leaves fell, and the chill suddenly grew. People in the ancient capital of Chu all put on thick clothes.

Who would have thought that the morning glow of this morning was so red, and the sky after that was so blue, and the sun was white and frustrating. The whole world suddenly became hot, as if back in summer, even Those frogs that had disappeared for many days all came back to life and began to sing.

There was a croaking sound in the entire courtyard, and the Qingping on the water was trembling slightly.

"It's so noisy! Don't worry about it! Hurry up and call someone to catch all these frogs! Stew the soup! Braised! How can I sleep if the noise goes on!"

The red carp broke through the green grass and floated to the surface. The round lips of the fish closed together, spewing out countless swear words like an arrow.

People in the ancient capital of Chu State know that Mrs. Zhang has been a little confused in recent years and ordered people to dig a huge pond in the yard and raise a strange fish in it.

The so-called strange fish is a monster, because many people have heard that red carp speak.

Because of this, no one in Zhang's Mansion dared to approach this pond at all. Only the old lady stayed here for a long time every day.

Grandpa Zhang tremblingly sat down on the stone bench, pointed at the red carp with a cane, and said, "It's nothing more than you talk to me. No matter who comes, you have to talk to each other to scare people. What do you do if you die? Now I say you are a monster~IndoMTL.com~What do you do if I die? You can't stand it?"

This red carp was naturally the preparatory monster fire carp king of the Zhongzhou School. It was killed by Zhenren Bai with extremely cruel methods and sacrificed to the Heavenly Killing Array with spiritual blood. However, it was lucky and was killed by Jing Jiu. Found a wisp of divine soul, put it into the blue sky mirror.

Listening to Mrs. Zhang's words, Huo Lei was very angry and shouted, "Is the one who can bear to speak? I'm still the one who can't bear to speak? The gods here are all blinding me. Yesterday was autumn, and today is summer, isn't it? It's going to snow again tomorrow? How can it be done like this!"

Hearing his disrespect to God, Mrs. Zhang changed his expression slightly, and lowered his voice to warn: "Be careful of your mouth! Let him hear it carefully!"

Huo Lei shouted loudly: "My fate is my fate! Even if he comes...ah!"

The wind is over blue sky, and someone is coming.

Jing Jiu appeared by the pond.

Huo Lei cried out with a crying voice: "You are finally here, real! I miss you so much!"