The Path Toward Heaven

Jing Jiu looked back, and at the same time, Cicada and mosquitoes.

A white light fell from the night sky like lightning, and fell into Zhao Layue's arms extremely accurately.

A big meow, said that no one saw the previous picture.

The charge of colluding with the underworld was really big. The real people in Taiping couldn't bear it, and Jing Jiu didn't want to cause trouble.

Just as there may be a deal between the Zhongzhou faction and the high priest of the underworld, there are many things that can be done, but cannot be seen.

"You go back first." Jing Jiu said to Zhao Layue.

The place he was going to go next was very safe and didn't need to bring Ada.

Zhao Layue knew that he was going to Shuiyueyu. He didn't say anything. He held Ada, took the Firth sword, and returned to the sword boat.

Zhuo Rusui opened his eyes and glanced at her, and wanted to ask a few words, but ended up asking nothing.

Gu Qing, who might have guessed something vaguely, was in the boat's head at this time, meditating and practicing against the newly rising sun, without opening his eyes.

The wind on the East China Sea is very refreshing, even in the early summer, it is not hot, especially the valley seems to be still in spring, the peach peanut in front of the stone steps is bright.

Jing Jiu fell on the stone steps, picked a peach flower, and knocked gently on the door.

It didn't take long for Shui Yuezhang's door to open, revealing a cute and clean face, it was the female disciple named Zhen Tao.

While in Yunmeng Mountain, Zhen Tao's qualification to participate in the inquiry meeting was taken away by Jing Jiu, and she witnessed Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui's fireworks battle very deeply, and was very impressed by him. Although Jing Jiu was wearing a bonnet at this time, she was still recognized by her at a glance. She was shocked and said, "Well ... head?"

She was doing morning classes and was suddenly called by her host, saying that a visitor had come to her and asked her to quietly introduce her into her. Where did she think it was Jing Jiu?

Jing Jiu went directly to the quiet room.

It was the quiet room with the round window, facing the lake, and the trees beside the lake were cut out.

The window is still round, the lake is still green, but the vegetation has grown up again. It has been more uninteresting and has a sense of vitality.

Jing Jiu was satisfied, and Wang Xiang, who was still asleep, was a little dissatisfied.

It's been five years now, and those silkworms have all gone to death, but she hasn't woke up yet.

Jing Jiu sat down beside her, put the peach blossom beside her, reached out and held her wrist, closed her eyes and began to feel the situation in her body.

After half an hour, he left the quiet room and went to see the Lord under the leadership of Zhen Tao.

When walking through the rain corridor and passing through the gray wall, he saw the green curtain car and reconfirmed his judgment. The teacher and sister should have left many years ago.

"How is the sister?"

The realm of Shuiyuezhu is quite high, but the years of spiritual practice are not enough, and he has not yet reached the real wonderland.

She's still pretty like a girl, and she still has a lot of time to come, so she doesn't worry too much, similar to Zhen Tao.

"It should be fine, but there are some strange changes," Jing Jiu said.

He woke up much later than he had calculated in the winter, but her practice was the only practice in the world, and he did not know what kind of impact this change would bring.

"I am a little worried ... because the flowers and plants on the lake are growing faster and faster."

This is a phenomenon of concentration of heaven and earth. According to the theory, it is a good thing to spend the winter in deep sleep, but Jing Jiu understands what she is worried about.

Time is relative.

Suddenly Shuiyue said, "The Taijun Zong is dead."

Jing Jiu did not expect to hear the news here, and said for a while, "Jing Shu should be mentally prepared."

There are still not many people who guess his true identity, but Shui Yuezhen is special.

If you do n’t say anything in winter, you do n’t say it, but it does n’t mean they have n’t thought about it.

"The life and death cannot be prepared."

Because there is only one time, any preparation is just an anticipation, and it can never be complete, just like eternal life cannot be proved.

Jing Jiu said, "So don't prepare as much as possible."

Master Shuiyuezhen looked into his eyes and said, "Everything will end, even if it soars, there will be an end."

Jing Jiu said, "In terms of cause and effect, it is true."

Lord Shuiyue said, "Who can jump out of cause and effect?"

Jing Jiu said: "Even if it will end, it should be as late as possible, and if there is length, it should be as rich as possible."

Lord Shuiyue said: "She paid so much to catch up with you, does this make sense?"

Jing Jiu said, "You are wrong, she has her own way."

In a sense, he was just the scenery on her road.

Master Shuiyue did not continue this topic, and drew a cup of peach tea, pushed it to Jing Jiu, and said, "I haven't congratulated you for being the head of Qingshan."

Jing Jiu thought about Gu Qing and said that Shui Yuezhen sent the thickest gift. After taking the cup of peach tea, he got up and prepared to leave.

Master Shuiyue looked at him and said, "Peach blossom tea does not help peach blossoms, but it can clear your heart."

Jing Jiu said nothing.

"I'm not a brother of Guocheng Temple, it will make the two hearts communicate, but Tianrentong can also help me see some things, such as your intention to kill."

Lord Shuiyue said, "Who are you going to kill?"

Jing Jiu said, "Jing Xin."

Lord Shuiyue did not accidentally hear this answer, and sighed, "Tiger poison is not yet a child, you are still so ruthless."

Jing Jiu said, "If she was still awake, Jing Xin would have died long ago."

The Lord Shuiyueyu was silent for a while, and said, "I can't see what happened in the previous patio."

All major denominations are responsible for guarding the channel to suppress the underworld. Tongtianjing is the largest channel in the Chaotian continent. Guocheng Temple and Shuiyueyuan are jointly responsible for it. Shuiyueyuan is the closest. There are runes and formations everywhere on the cliff side of Tongtianjing. How can a monster as big as a ghost and a striking character like Tong Yan not be shocked?

Jing Jiu could not conceal this matter, but he did not expect the other party to use this matter to make a transaction.

"Why?"

"This is Your Majesty's request."

"it is good."

"In autumn, we naturally support Qingshan, so don't worry."

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The division of forces in the heavenly practice world is very simple.

To the north to the north and to the south to the south, it is basically impossible to persuade those factions to change their camp.

The old lady of Suspense Sect once thought about trying it out, but it was a complete failure, and now she is dead.

In addition to these north-south denominations, the extra-sect denominations such as Guocheng Temple, Shuiyuelang, Dongyidao, and Baotong Zenyuan have always been neutral, and now Yi Maozhai seems to enter this rank.

The Xuanyin Sect was killed, Tong Yan was sent away, and Shui Yuezhen's attitude was determined. The next thing Jiu Jiu had to do was to fix Guocheng Temple.

Seeing this, it is not too difficult to be the head of Qingshan.

Qingshan sword boat broke through the Chaoyang and landed in Moqiu with Chenguang.

The large straight road leading to Guocheng Temple on both sides of Moqiu is full of horse-drawn carriages, and simple shacks are set up in the fields, as usual every day.

The patients and their families who came to seek medical advice and patients looked at the huge sword boat and thought that this was a miracle. They knelt on the ground and worshipped more than once.

Beyond the shock, people have added a lot of confidence to the monks of Guocheng Temple to cure their own diseases.

The main entrance of Guocheng Temple was wide open, and more than a hundred monks stood on the square in front of the temple without making any noise.

Zenzi stood in the forefront, and the lecturers and elders of each church stood quietly behind them. This battle was really extreme.

Now Jing Jiu is already the head of Qingshan, and the Qingshan disciple who came to listen to the scriptures at that time are totally two concepts.

Monks of Guocheng Temple gathered together to make a ceremony.

Zhao Layue salutes Zenzi with Gu Qing and Zhuo Rusui.

Jing Jiu didn't move.

Zenzi did not move.

The wind moved the monk's clothes.

White clothes are also moving.

Quiet in front of Guocheng Temple.

The morning light was getting stronger.

When it comes to the status of the Chaotian continent, the head of Qingshan wants Guocheng Temple Zenzi to be slightly higher, but when it comes to seniority and seniority, Zenzi is much higher, at least on the surface.

Whoever salutes first is really a bit of a problem.

The monks in Guocheng Temple feel strange and strange, thinking that Zen is the most kind and casual in the weekdays, why are they so serious today?

Zhuo Rusui and Gu Qing also felt very weird ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I thought that the head of the house is usually lazy in weekdays, why are they so serious today?

Until the end, Jing Jiu and Zenzi did not salute to each other, but Zenzi held his master's duty and said softly.

Others can't perceive anything, but Zhao Layue is a person who knows the inside story. I wonder which kind of trouble the two are going to make?

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The Jingyuan of that year had already been destroyed. Afterwards, it was rebuilt by the imperial court. Guocheng Temple, by the way, also completely renovated the heavily damaged Hou Temple.

The monks in the temple often reduced the patient's medicine money, but the money from the court was extremely generous.

The stone tower is still in its original position, and the ground under the tower has grown moss again.

The traces of time are clearer to the practitioner.

Jing Jiu and Zenzi sat opposite each other in the Zen room deep in the quiet garden.

"Everyone says you are the son of my old man ..."

Zenzi stared at his eyes and said, "Shout uncle to listen."

Jing Jiu naturally would not shout, the little friend he has not forgotten to this day.

Everything is now clear.

Zenzi turned to look at the stone tower outside the window and remained silent for a long time.

An auspicious cloud was suddenly born in mid-air, with a magnificent lotus throne looming.

Chanzi disappeared from the quiet garden, came to the lotus throne, and sat on the cloud to the east to observe the sea.

The sea is changing into endless colors under the shining sun.

After half an hour, Zenzi returned to Guocheng Temple, looked at Jing Jiu's face, remained silent for a long time, and then said a word.

"That face you picked was pretty good."

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