The Path Toward Heaven

——But that's not my sword for everything.

What does it mean?

He only admitted that what the West came to understand and master was the true meaning of the sword left by the ancestors of the Qingshan Zongkai faction. Why did he say this at this time?

The long street was silent and the sky was silent, because the rain stopped and the clouds did not move, and people did not even dare to breathe.

Could it be said that Jingu Jiu ’s Kendo has surpassed the ancestors of the Qingshan Sect? At least he thought so.

Even if he is a genius of Kendo, this is too confident?

The elder Sun wanted to laugh subconsciously, but couldn't smile because the other person was Jingyang, because Peng Lang's eyes were full of awe.

Xilai didn't laugh. He looked at the tens of thousands of raindrops standing between the heavens and the earth, squinting slightly.

The raindrops were moving, changing their angle and orientation at a very slow speed, but didn't know when they would eventually stop.

"Everything learned by the ancestor is simple but not shallow. Anyone can think of it, but it is extremely difficult to do, but I am still not satisfied."

Jing Jiu walked back to the ruins of the antique shop.

Countless raindrops were smashed, but remained static in the air.

"The kendo realm I pursue is not that everything can be a sword, but that everything is a sword."

Jing Jiu went to the west and raised his right hand.

With his actions, a pair of chopsticks left under the table on the second floor of a restaurant dozens of feet away floated and aimed at the street.

The still wind seems to have a direction, and the silk drawn by the rain from the sky also has a direction.

The raindrops in the sky also stopped, and those gold leaves and beans aimed at the west of the long street with their sharpest sides.

Even the broken sword in Peng Lang's hand and the two cut swords in Zhao Layue's belt. All the swords in the field did not move, but they felt like they were about to fly.

Everything has a relatively sharp side if it has a shape, that is a sword.

If there is no shape, there is no trajectory, it is still a sword.

As Xilai once did, everything can be a sword.

But at this time, all things in the world did not just become swords. They were still separated from each other, but seemed to form a whole.

Those raindrops and swords, clouds and crevices have no sword-like resistance, and they are so coordinated.

Everything in this world is heaven and earth.

All are a sword.

You are between heaven and earth.

In this sword.

If you can avoid it?

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Xilai looked at the sky full of rain, the sky full of swords, and remained silent for a long time, his face was slightly pale.

"This is not a sword." He looked away and said Jing Jiu seriously.

Major practitioners in this realm naturally do not play tricks like children or Zhuo Rusui. What does this sentence mean?

"This is the sword array."

Said West: "It's like Castle Peak Sword Formation, but it's close."

Jing Jiu said, "It makes sense."

That night, Xue Ji took the Castle Peak Swords to kill the White-Blade Fairy directly, using the Chengtian sword method.

In other words, she has turned her group sword into a Castle Peak Sword Formation with her superb realm and powerful unimaginable strength.

Jing Jiu was doing the same thing at this time, but he was driving everything in the world, and the scope of this sword array was so unimaginable.

Xilai asked with some emotion, "What's the name of this sword array?"

Jing Jiu won't take a name.

Yuan Qu and his sword are proof.

And he's lazy.

He thought about it and said, "Just call it the Sword of Everything."

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Everything in the world is a sword.

Then this all-natural sword array naturally embraces the world.

The entire Chaotian continent is full of swordsmanship.

It's just that this kind of sword is too far-reaching to be known by mortals and those who are inspired.

Zenzi stood up from the threshold and felt the faint sword in the red cliffs, and his scalp was tingling.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a vision in the snowfield, and the snow that had not melted all year round seemed to give birth to the sword.

With a bit of excitement and anticipation, he looked at the lonely ice peak in the deepest part of the snow field and came into contact with the consciousness of the Snow Queen.

That consciousness is still grand and the highest level of existence on the entire continent, but it is no longer as domineering and arrogant as in the past tens of thousands of years, but it is a little more vigilant and uneasy.

"I ..." Zenzi sweared, and murmured, "So you're also afraid?"

The omnipresent sword is also felt in the underworld.

The Buddha carrying the magma-filled sky felt with closed eyes.

Bu Qiuxiao above the magma looked at the direction of Ohara Castle with a smile on his lips.

I don't know how long it has been, the Buddha slowly opened his eyes and announced with a thick and flawless voice like a bell.

"The real person is leaving."

A Piao, who owns the emperor's seal, still doesn't have much majesty, and smirks at the green leaves from that colorless tree every day.

Suddenly she felt the sword in the green leaves, her eyes suddenly became extremely bright, and she flew towards the sky without hesitation.

The ministers and strong men in the Hades palace thought that His Majesty was boring again, and wanted to go to heaven to find the sword sage, and suddenly found that His Majesty was flying in the direction of the patio. ! "

Although Her Majesty said that she was the most beloved disciple of the real person in charge of Qingshan, how could the people be so insidious and cunning?

Even if Jingyang is awake, how can he protect His Majesty by himself if the strong tribe rises to attack?

A Piao ignored these courtiers at all, and soon disappeared in the Tongtianjing, leaving only a clear and proud voice echoing throughout the underworld.

"My husband is invincible!"

"No, my husband has been the strongest in kendo ever since!"

"Who dares to deal with me!"

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Yes, when the Emperor Ping was invited to the world by the Taiping real person, he was finally put into the town's prison in Chaoge City. The most important reason was that the Taiping real person was not strong enough.

After the May Fair, the Taiping real people are already the greatest figures in the Chaotian continent, and they still cannot be called invincible.

Only Jingu Jiu, standing in the rain today, is worthy of this description.

"I don't believe that your ancestor Qingshan did not think of such a picture, but he still couldn't do it, because he is also between heaven and earth. Why can you be different?"

Xi Lai asked Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu said: "The ancestor saw the sword of everything as a tool and slavery, but I am different. He is my playmate and my student."

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Layue and Liu were ten years old thinking of the two futons in that cave house and looked at Ping Yongjia again.

When the wrecked sword boat of Wu Enmen was destroyed by Jian Guang, Xilai actually knew the end of the battle.

Because Jing Jiu still had the power to collect the sword.

But he still wanted to see how Jing Jiu broke his sword.

Now that he saw it, he naturally conceded.

It is no regret to be able to see such a kendo and get an explanation from the other party.

He really regretted that nothing happened.

I do not know if Kirishima many years later, will there be another boy like him.

Or like this boy.

Xilai looked at Peng Lang and sighed with regret.

"Come here at ten."

Jing Jiu suddenly shouted over the street.

The sword that cut off Long Street from the world has disappeared with the end of the war.

Liu was ten years old wondering why his son called himself, touched his head, and ran quickly.

Jing Jiu said: "His original name was Liu Baogen. He was almost drowned by the river when he was very young, but met me."

Xilai naturally knew that Liu was ten years old.

This Qingshan disciple was the biggest cause of the tragic death of his teacher's younger brother, Wang Sun, and the destruction of Yuntai.

He vaguely guessed what Jiu Jiu meant, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "That's good luck."

"Yes, his greatest skill is luck. Of course, this may also be the skill I gave him, which is a bit like He Zhan."

Jing Jiu went on to say: "He has a good talent, a calm mind, and is extremely knowledgeable. He has learned your tide of swordmanship before, how?"

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This dialogue fell through every layer of raindrops like beads and fell into everyone's ears, bringing a great shock.

"It's too eccentric!" Zhuo Rusui slammed Yuan Qu's shoulder and said, "Aren't you angry?"

Yuanqu reluctantly said, "I'm a nephew, and I can't get angry with me."

Jing Jiu introduced Liu to his tenth birthday to Xilai as a successor, which really surprised everyone, but not so shocked.

The real reason is that Xilai wanted to pass on Kendo to Liu at the age of ten, which would not happen overnight, which means that Jing Jiu did not mean to kill Xilai.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Xilai asked.

Jing Jiu said, "Why kill?"

Said West: "It's really unnecessary to ask ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ After saying this, he turned around and left, and soon disappeared into the rain, leaving only the last sentence.

"After he leaves, you come to me again."

Of course, this sentence was addressed to Liu at the age of ten. The question is ... who is leaving?

"gone."

Jing Jiu flew into the sky, and his shirt brought several sword lights.

A sword light touched a drop of raindrops.

A squeak.

Those raindrops that had stood still for a long time just fell down.

Rumble Rumble!