The Path Toward Heaven

My ancestor thought that although there is a phoenix in your name, are you ... not a golden pheasant?

He certainly wouldn't say that.

He went on to think that if Yin Feng really wanted to give up his life, then he would break the practice of the millennium. No wonder it would remind real people to remember the promise once.

The carriage left the ground seam and headed towards the east of the wasteland. The sound of the bone flute sounded again, no longer clearing, and obviously a lot of joy.

Yin Feng squatted on the top of the car, with several feet of tail feathers behind her, like a carriage with a braid, flying in the wind.

Its slightly sharp voice kept flying in the wind.

"Live, you have to talk about this."

"Primary 4 was locked into Yinfeng. If the position of the head allows Yuan Qi to make a whale, what should he do?"

"The guy riding a whale is different from the real person in charge. He really wants you to die."

"What happened to the next generation designation? Is it not allowed in the door regulations?"

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Of course, Yuan Riding Whale wanted Taiping to die. The reason is simple. There are more than 300 rules on Qingshan Gate. Except for obscenities and other terms, the rest were basically broken by his master.

Therefore, when Jing Jiu held the first son sword and went to the Suspense, and strolled across the mainland, he didn't care about the dignity of the heavenly things, and followed like a bodyguard.

The problem is that the real people of Taiping know him very well. Even if he knew the importance of the first sword, he did not show up. He had no choice but to return to Qingshan.

Although Qingshan is far away, he has a three-foot sword, which is much more convenient than Liu Ci.

Jing Jiu entered Chaoge City, came to the alley, and stopped suddenly.

Ada got out of his sleeve and crawled along his arm to his shoulder.

In front of it is Jing Zhai, thinking about leaving some face for Jing Jiu, it didn't go up.

He glanced at his side, wondering what was going on? Things like cowardice in your hometown won't happen to you.

Jing Jiujing looked at the door quietly, his sight had passed through, and he fell in the flower hall.

That family is eating. There are more wrinkles in the corner of Jingshang's eyes, and Father Jing is already dying. He doesn't know how many years he can live. Daughter-in-law of Jingshang and Cen Shi are dividing the dishes. Jingli whispered something beside him. .

Jing Jiu pushed in, walked into the flower hall, and startled everyone.

Jing Shang got up and greeted him, thinking that he would go directly to the study as before, but he did not expect Jing Jiu to leave.

Jingli quickly moved the seat and put it in the first place. Jingjiu sat down politely, and Cen Shi handed a cup of tea with joy.

She is no longer the most favored Miss Seven of the Prime Minister's family, but the daughter-in-law of the Jing family.

She was particularly grateful for this matter. Naturally, she wanted her uncle to see her virtue.

Jing Jiu took a sip and found that the tea was still cold like three years ago, and said, "A bowl of soup."

Jingli would come to God, looked at her daughter helplessly, and found that she was unaware of what she had done wrong.

After drinking a bowl of soup, Jing Jiu got up and went to the study.

The reason for this is because he thought that he would not leave Qingshan for many years to come, even if he said goodbye.

This time he did not summon the Lu Guogong, but went to the government building next door through the tunnel.

There was no one in Lu Guogong's bedroom, and the veteran in the yard who was responsible for listening to the sound could not hear his footsteps.

This is Jing Jiu's first visit to Lugu Gongfu. He looked around and fell on the precious porcelain on the flower stand.

He didn't know what kind of kiln the porcelain was, but thinking about what Lu Guogong once said, it would be extremely expensive to put it here.

He picked up the porcelain and threw it on the ground and broke it.

Perhaps the more expensive the porcelain, the more pleasant the crackling sound, and the farther it goes?

Soon, Lu Guogong came to the bedroom.

Jing Jiu glanced at him, and confirmed that he could live a few more years, and felt good.

Lu Guogong immediately knelt down and asked Ann what he was doing in Chaoge City this time.

Jing Jiu said: "Arrange it and enter the palace at night."

Still for that reason, he felt that it would be difficult for him to leave Qingshan in the future, and there are always things to explain.

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The Emperor God has adored Hu Guifei for many years, but she has not made her into a queen. There are many speculations in the field. In fact, the Emperor God felt that it was very uneconomical to sue the court officials for this matter, and when the conditions allowed, the Emperor God was also very willing to be lazy.

There are no concubines in the imperial palace. Being a queen without subordinates is not attractive to Hu Guifei. And when it comes to attractiveness ... She has paid attention to her appearance and dress in recent years, but she is very conservative, but she doesn't know that she is wrapped too tightly. That's a natural charm, how can you hide it?

"Sir, I haven't seen you in a long time." She gave a gift to Gu Qing.

Gu Qing leaned slightly and said, "My mother doesn't have to be polite."

He has always lived in the most remote room, farthest from Hu Guifei ’s dormitory, whether it ’s avoiding suspicion or whatever. In general, he never steps into Hu Guifei ’s dormitory, except to teach and pass sword But Prince Jingyao was very diligent to go there, and even was there most of the time.

The two really hadn't faced each other for a few days, that is, such a short conversation, they were silent.

Jing Yao didn't notice anything, thinking about seeing Shizu, he was a little nervous now.

Whether in the practice world or in the world, his ancestor is too famous.

He is even rumored to be the illegitimate child of Jingyang.

How can Jing Yao not be nervous?

Lu Guogong took Jing Jiu into the hall, and Hu Guifei quickly took Jing Yao to worship.

Jing Jiu ignored her, looked at Jing Yao, and found that the child entered the country normally, but he was still diligent in his practice, and he said with satisfaction.

Gu Qing was relieved by the side.

Jing Jiu took out the junior sword and handed it to Jing Yao, saying, "Use it well."

Gu Qing recognized the origin of the sword, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, thinking that the sword would only be ranked in the top three in the world, so you gave the child this way?

Where did Jing Yao understand this, he honestly took it with both hands.

Jing Jiu then said to Gu Qing, "Ready to go back to the mountain."

Gu Qing was surprised again, thinking that Jing Yao had been a prince for only two years, not to mention that he was not fledgling, he had no foundation at all, and at the most important moment, he was leaving?

Where does he know that, in Jing Jiu's opinion, no matter what matter is not important.

Aoyama has too many things to deal with, without him.

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The stars shone on the glazed tiles of the palace and looked like a layer of syrup wrapped around the fruit.

There was no light in the hall, and it was completely dark, which naturally had no effect on Jing Jiu and the Emperor.

They sat opposite each other a distance of more than ten feet.

In midsummer, the slightly cool floor is a bit comfortable.

The Emperor said: "Don't worry, I can live for years."

Jing Jiu said a while, then found that it seemed too indifferent, and said, "I said, you shouldn't pin your hope on the left door of Yuhua."

The Emperor God laughed and said, "If you can't go out, how much longer does it mean to live?"

Jing Jiu said, "There is more hope in a year."

The emperor took out the Suzaku jade egg from his sleeve, rubbed it lightly, and said, "Not everyone is like you. People like us are not talented enough to want to ascend, of course, only with the help of foreign objects."

Jing Jiu said, "But it can't hatch."

The jade egg cannot hatch, and the finches cannot reproduce the world. The so-called feathering is still an illusion.

The Emperor of God did not discuss this again, saying: "The sword was given to Yaoer, only he could not bear it."

Jing Jiu said, "It's his problem that he can't afford it."

"That year you gave me that sword, and this time you got it back to him again and again, two great gifts, those of us who are younger, always have to give some gifts."

After finishing this sentence, the emperor threw Suzakuyu eggs.

Jing Jiu took the Suzaku jade egg, and after a moment of silence, accepted it.

The Emperor God has raised this jade egg for many years and has already had feelings. Always think about who will protect it in the future.

This is probably the meaning of Tuogu.

Of course, it is safest to put it on Qingshan, if the Qingshan sect never happens.

Jing Jiu thought of another problem.

Even if Hu Guifei is protected by Qingshan, can a demon fox with deep affection be able to withstand the pain of parting?

He probably understood what the emperor meant, and was slightly dissatisfied.

There are two reasons for dissatisfaction. First of all, what is the cause of this problem?

Then you are so diligent and devoted to the word of love. What kind of path do you want to cultivate and what do you want to emerge?

Looking at Jing Jiu's eyes, the Emperor knew that he had guessed his intentions, and was a little embarrassed, and quickly turned to the topic.

"Is the head position set?"

"deal."

God Emperor thought that whoever it was, as long as it was your choice, no longer worry about this matter, and said, "There was a little thing that happened in the town magic prison. Would you like to see it?"

Jing Jiu said.

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Taichang Temple officials were asked to stay in their rooms and not to look out.

Jingshang brewed a pot of tea and drank it a little bit without knowing its taste. He vaguely guessed that it should be related to his brother in name.

Under the leadership of Lu Guogong, Jing Jiu entered Taichang Temple, walked through the bamboo forest, and saw the purple flowers. He remembered a lot of past events.

Those things have been happening for several years, but they are still in front of them, like the transparent face of the Pluto in colorful clothes.

The current town magic prison is the body of Canglong, without any magical power, just solid, and it didn't take long to go deep.

The highly poisonous Bitan is still there, but the water level has dropped a lot. If you do n’t want to use it for many years, it will completely dry up.

Jing Jiu noticed that the cliff behind the lake had collapsed a lot, and the crack was deep in the ground.

This is one of the strongest places in Canglong's body. It is absolutely impossible for it to collapse naturally after a few years. Someone must have done it.

He disappeared from the place and entered the deepest part of the crack.

It was like there was an earthquake and rubble everywhere.

The universe emerged, flew up at unimaginable speed, piled the rubbles together with the gentlest strength, and then regrouped and arranged.

This is a very difficult matter, and it requires extremely powerful eyesight and deductive computing power.

But for him who used to pile up sand to kill time, it was really simple.

The rubble gradually restored to the previous appearance, regardless of the rock formation or color, but with a gap in the middle.

Someone took away a little bone marrow from Canglong.

What's the use of that thing besides boiled white soup?

Jing Jiu wondered.

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I don't know if I want to understand this problem, or for some other reason, Jing Jiu stayed in Chaoge City.

That night, he was so anxious to get Gu Qing back to the mountain.

He went to Zhao Yuan, lying on the boat on the lake, watching the clouds and rain in the sky, and it was autumn in a blink of an eye.

There are more and more people who know that he is in Chaoge City, causing a lot of attention.

The events of the Suspense Bell have been settled, and many people have guessed that those elders and De Yuanquan who died strangely are definitely related to him.

After all, He Zhan failed to grab all the pots.

Being able to kill so many masters under the eyes of the old lady in the Suspense Zong array shows that Jing Jiu's strength is more powerful, and he has the faint feeling of the previous generation.

It's been more than 20 years since he first attended the May Fair, and the speed of this realm of improvement is really incredible.

Rumors say that the blood of Jingyang's real people is flowing in his body, and it has been recognized by more and more people.

The incident of the Suzuran Sect also proves that the Aoyama Sect is still strong, and that problem is once again in front of everyone.

Who will be the next head of the Aoyama Sect?

In a sense, the head of Qingshan holds the supreme power of the practice world and the entire continent, which has naturally triggered countless discussions.

In public, no practitioner or official dares to directly say who they support, only dares to discuss the possibility, and then expresses cautious optimism.

Now there are three people who are considered to be the most competitive ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ That is the former Fang Jingtian, Shiyuefeng Guangyuan real person, and Yun Xingfeng the main ambush.

Of course, if Yuanqi Whale doesn't care about the emotions of Tianguangfeng, and forcibly wants to be the head, no one can stop him, the sword master.

Accompanied by an autumn wind, Yun Yiyun visited Zhao Yuan.

He stood by the lake and said, "The master wants to know a name."

In fact, he did n’t understand, even if Jing Jiu was the next generation of Jingyang real person, and maybe even the descendant of Jingyang real person, after all, it was only the youngest second generation elder of Qingshan Sect. How could he affect the ownership of Qingshan ’s head, Why does the Lord pay so much attention to his views?

Jing Jiuxin wanted Bu Qiuxiao to send a disciple to ask the answer. What's the difference between playing Qiufeng and saying, "It's not a look."

After saying this, he lay on the bow of the boat and continued to watch the clouds running around in the sky chased by the autumn wind, as if it felt very interesting.

Yun Yiyun thought it was a bit boring. Everyone knew that Yun Xingfeng had the least chance to look around. I came over from the Qianli corridor to get such an answer?