The Path Toward Heaven

The young priest looked at Jing Jiu for a long time, and the confusion in his eyes gradually turned into something. At last he smiled a little and said, "It was you."

Jing Jiu said, "Yes, it's me."

The young Taoist asked, "How did you change back to your childhood?"

Jing Jiu said, "Brother, you are what you were."

That young Taoist is naturally a Taiping real person hiding in the Qingtianjian. Somehow he became a teenager like Jing Jiu.

"Maybe because we are all spirits, forget it, don't think about it, I just don't understand ..."

Taiping asked, "I erased my memory. I can't even remember who I am. How can you find me?"

Jing Jiu held up the **** feather in his hand.

"That's the case." Taiping really said with emotion: "I have been listening to the scriptures at Guocheng Temple for many years, and I have been a abbot for a while.

Jing Jiu pointed at the bamboo broom in his hand and said, "There is still this."

He knew the difference between the time flow rate of Qingtianjian and the outside world, and looked at the wear of the broom to know how long the other party had stayed in this Taoist temple.

In other words, how long does the other party come to Qingtianjian.

Then naturally you will not recognize the wrong person.

In fact, even without these conditions, he would not recognize the wrong person.

Just like Grandpa Zhang knew him.

When Jing Jiu left the capital of Chu, it was in the evening. At this time, the sky was getting thicker and darker, and the sun in the distance was about to fall.

This is also the reason why the Taoist mountain peaks are high enough, and those low mountain streams have already entered the night early.

"This mountain is really high, and it looks like Tianguang Peak." Taiping said.

Jing Jiu looked at the white clouds outside the mountain along his line of sight, and said, "Yeah, just like Tianguang Peak thousands of years ago."

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The current Qingshan sect is said to be on the pulse of Defeng. That is because the real people of Taiping and Jingyang came from this peak, but they first met at Tianguangfeng when they were young.

Because their ancestors and masters are in charge of Qingshan.

Many years ago, a real man from Daoyuan brought back a child from Chaoge City.

The young Taoist priest who was stepping on the cloud near the top of Tianguang Peak turned around and looked at it with a smile: "Master, this master is about my talent. Let me teach you."

Daoyuan real person said: "Xiao Taiping, then you have to teach it well."

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The sky of Qingtianjian has height.

If the realm higher than the sky appears in this heaven and earth, it will lead to the calamity, and the consequences will either die like Mo Gong, or break out like Jing Jiu. If Jing Jiu wanted to kill the real Taiping here, he must suppress his realm under the sea, and the same is true for Taiping real people.

Taiping said with a smile: "Now we are two strands of ghosts. You are no longer a sword. Are you sure you can defeat me? Don't forget that your sword was taught by me."

Jing Jiu said, "Brother, your talent is really not as good as mine."

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Thousands of years ago, the young Taiping was the most talented person in Qingshan until he came up with a younger brother named Jingyang.

He did not have any jealousy or rejection from Jingyang, and he taught Jingyang with all his heart that he would never hide, except for the smoke that disappeared.

He believes that his Kendo talent is not worse than Jingyang, and he believes that Jingyang will obey his will in this life.

So he taught Jingyang all his sword skills.

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In front of the deep mountain road, two young priests stood opposite each other, just like a thousand years ago.

They still use the same swordsmanship that year.

The light of the sword illuminates the green trees and the darkening twilight, and writes in the sky not large and somewhat graceful traces. Compared with the sword fight in Yinfeng, it has a more real feeling.

Chengtian swordsmanship, Xueliu swordsmanship, Cang bird swordsmanship, swordless swordsmanship, Liulong, Qimei, Bafang ... just like the brothers practicing swords at that time.

It may be for this reason that countless Jiufeng Secret Swords have appeared one after another, and no other Daoist sect has appeared.

Interestingly, Jing Jiu has never used Chengtian Sword, but Taiping real people like God's Nine Dead Swords best.

Same as that year.

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When Shizu and Master died, they became dependent on each other in Shangdefeng, Taiping became more silent, began to accept apprentices, began making friends, and started feeding chickens and dogs.

Jingyang Mune is as before, but practicing sword in the dark is more hardworking.

After they finished eating the hot pot, they went to kill, and then unified the Qingshan Mountains, and then they became the most powerful.

There are many real people from Taiping, and there are many killings in Jingyang.

Until the end, it was another hot pot. Jing Yang took Liu Ci and Yuan Qi Whale to the Taiping real person, and stabbed at his back with a sword.

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A sword light passed through his chest.

A sword light also passed by.

It seems that there is no difference, whether it is the position or angle of Jianguang's body.

The injuries also seemed to be about the same.

Taoism has long been turned into powder in the sky.

Jing Jiu and Taiping lived on two big trees, covered with blood.

It's just that the blood is not real, and is gradually drifting into the twilight with the mountain wind.

"I'm really not as talented as you? Otherwise how could I lose to you again this time."

There was a touch of pain in Taiping's young face, and his voice was a bit dry.

"You didn't lose to me, you lost to the world, because your opponent is the world itself."

Jing Jiu said, "Of course, if this world doesn't have me, maybe you will win."

"It's really boring."

The real person in Taiping looked at the wound between his eyes and chest, and said with some helplessness, "I thought about how I would leave this world countless times, including before entering the Qingtianjian, I thought, I thought I might be left here by you One of the chess pieces was knocked to death by a sap, I thought I might be killed by ignorant villagers like wild animals, I was drunk and stared at the stars on the water, and I even thought I drowned in a dung pit ... Now this way of death is really Nothing new. "

Jing Jiu helped the tree slowly stand up without speaking.

Real Taiping looked up at him and said, "Of course I think the most is that you can't find me. I spent a few hundred years here, and then I was awakened by the sound of the bells, remembering those past events ... Anyway, it was such a sword. It's really boring. "

Jing Jiu said: "Every way things like death appear boring."

"That's what I don't like about you the most. It's always boring, but I have to admit that there may be talents like you who hope to live forever."

Taiping said with a smile: "Because justice is triumphant, the interesting soul will die." (Note)

Jing Jiu said, "Brother, I haven't had the heart to tell you something."

Taiping's real man looked intently, "What's up?"

Jing Jiu said, "That year you returned from the underworld and you were determined to be a savior. After that you became very boring."

He only likes the brother who likes hot pot and playing mahjong.

Although he does not like eating hot pot and playing mahjong.

Taiping was silent for a while and said, "Yes? Maybe."

After saying this, he closed his eyes, his body gradually blurred, and turned into countless light spots, spreading out like fireflies.

Those dots of light are red, gathered like flames, scattered like twilight.

Jing Jiu looked at the empty tree, and for a while, walked towards the sky.

There are no stairs in the sky, but he goes higher and higher, until he reaches the sky, only here can he see the sun that has not set.

Overcast clouds came for no reason, and the thunderstorm fell, which was a scourge.

He waved his hand and broke out.

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The grass in Yinfeng is still fresh as before.

Qingtian Jian lay quietly in the grass.

Jing Jiu opened his eyes and dropped his right hand on his chest for a while.

It was pierced by the last sword of a real Taiping man, and it still hurt.

Qinger asked, "What's wrong?"

Jing Jiu said, "It's all right."

He reached for the bone flute in the weeds.

Qinger said, "Are you going to play a song?"

Jing Jiu said, "No need ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He looks into the sky.

There is outside the hidden peak.

It is the highest point of the real sky.

"The sun is setting and she is coming."

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(Note: This sentence comes from a book review from the Encyclopedia of English No Product Joke. There are few sources. It is actually a bit hard to use here, but I didn't feel comfortable after thinking about it for a long time, because I wanted to write this sentence to Taiping after seeing The only regret that I wrote on the avenue was that too little pen and ink was given to Taiping. I originally wanted to write him as an evil boy with a perverted love and fun. Of course, there is also an important reason is that there is no way to write really evil things. The chapters are more difficult to pass, so I have reduced the interesting components accordingly, otherwise I am worried that there will be misunderstandings. Of course, Taiping is one of the most important characters in this story except Jing Jiu. I do n’t know if you still remember it. He But the first person to appear in this book, let ’s talk to you after I finish this large plot. There are two more plots next, I hope everyone will like it.)