Chapter 200

Name:The Path Toward Heaven Author:Mao Ni
Touching the fish, Prime Minister Ye watching the tide

Song · Xin Qiji

Looking at the gulls and egrets flying in the air, they move and drum in a moment. Cut the river and drive the mountain. The fierce battle did not collect the tiger. Morning and evening. Wu Er is not afraid of the dragon's anger. The storm is smooth. Look at the red dragon flying, jumping fish straight up, frowning on the waves and dancing with flowers.

Who can ask, thousands of miles long whale throughput, human children play thousands of crossbows. The mighty force is tired and knows what's going on. The white horse goes East. Where there is hatred, humanity is, and resentment will last forever. Fame is a mistake. Tao Zhu, the west of five lakes, and a Ge make misty rain.

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The fog gradually dissipated.

The setting sun illuminated the mountains.

Xijian stream flows slowly, just like in the past countless years, becoming a Golden Whip.

This year is the young year of Castle Peak. The disciples who have been practicing by the river for a long time and are ready to bear the sword do not have much talent.

In contrast, the guests from various sects are more eye-catching.

As before, Guocheng temple, Xuanling sect and daze all sent representatives, and Fengdao sect sent envoys for the third time in a row. Surprisingly, people from Zhongzhou sect also came. This is the first time in hundreds of years. You know, Yunmeng Mountain kept silent even when Jingyang immortal soared.

The guest sent by Zhongzhou to watch the ceremony was a second generation disciple. The green mountain disciples didn't think it was disrespectful, because he was very famous in the practice world.

The young disciples stood by the river and looked nervously at the cliff. They didn't know whether they could pass the examination later and be liked by the teacher in which peak.

Between the mountain path between the cliffs and the high platform in the sunset glow, there are scattered guests and teachers and disciples of the peaks of the green mountain.

A lot of eyes fell on the disciple of Zhongzhou sect. Some were vaguely hostile, but more curious.

"I remember that he took part in the aisle war ten years ago. He should be not young. Why does he look so tender and childish?"

"Is this the so-called man as his name?"

"It's said that he entered the Tao with chess. He has extraordinary talent. He has the highest level of chess in ancient and modern times. I don't know whether it's true or not."

"Zither, chess, calligraphy and painting are a small way. Why care? Besides, he lost to little martial uncle. What else does he say is unique in ancient and modern times?"

The cliff became quiet.

I don't know who sighed.

A mood called sadness and regret enveloped the crowd.

The little martial uncle mentioned by the green mountain disciples is Jing Jiu.

Many years ago, your son from a small mountain village became a celebrity among the nine peaks of Qingshan after he entered Xijian pavilion from Nansong Pavilion.

Because of the stories between him and the two forgetful peaks, the relationship between him and the two natural Taoists, his laziness and his face.

At the sword bearing meeting one year, Jing Jiu finally showed his rare talent in kendo by the river. In the sword test of Qingshan one year, for some reason, he stood up and defeated several two forgetting peak disciples in succession. Finally, he even broke the sword of Qingshan's first disciple crossing Nanshan.

Mr. Jiufeng thinks he is a peerless Kendo genius. I hope he can surprise the practice world on behalf of Qingshan. He didn't live up to this expectation. In the previous plum blossom meeting, he first defeated Tong Yan to win the chess game, and then defeated the powerful luohuainan and Tonglu to win the Tao game. It can be said that he was sharp and brilliant.

Finally, there is the story that the whole continent knows.

On the eve of the great changes in the snow country, he stood up and saved the lives of many fellow practitioners, including Luo Huainan, but he disappeared in the cold fog.

The practitioners of Chaotian continent often feel sorry when they think of this.

In addition to talent and diligence, the most important thing in the long road of cultivation is fate.

The green mountain disciples are even more sad when they think of this. They miss the youngest martial uncle very much.

Well nine doesn't deal with the same door, plus the past events between the two forget peaks, the popularity in the green mountain is not good.

But it's different now.

The first is his amazing performance at the plum blossom festival, which won great glory for Qingshan. The second is the things in the Taoist war.

Looking back later, the disciples of Qingshan naturally know how hard Jingjiu has paid for this matter.

The nine disciples rescued by him became the most loyal guardians of Jing Jiu's reputation. On one occasion, Yao Songshan, Lei Yijing and other four disciples who forgot the peak heard Jian Ruoshan laughing at Jing Jiu in private. They were furious and out of control. The light of the Four Swords fell together and killed him all over. It was useless for the fourth senior brother Jian Ruyun to come forward for his brother. If Guo Nanshan and Gu Han hadn't advised and ordered Jian Ruoshan to kowtow to Shenmo peak and apologize, I'm afraid they'll really make a bloody story that won't die.

Zhongzhou sect had a good relationship with Qingshan sect and sent people to watch the ceremony and sword bearing meeting, which was also related to Jingjiu.

In that story, the reason why he and Bai Zao disappeared was to save Luo Huainan.

What's more - he's gone, so everything about him is naturally good.

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There was a sigh between the cliffs where the two forget peak disciples were located.

"Everything is life, and some people's lives are better."

After crossing Nanshan, he frowned slightly. He knew that the speaker was Lei Yijing and the object was Luo Huainan.

This younger martial brother, who admired him most at the beginning, has now become the most fanatical believer of Jingjiu. He always talks about it in a very unhappy tone.

Luo Huainan's luck is really good. Although he was seriously injured, he did not hurt the foundation of cultivation. Moreover, it is said that he had an adventure in the snow field. The golden elixir never disappeared and became clear. His realm improved rapidly and his strength became stronger.

If in the past, after crossing Nanshan and entering the wild, we could still compete with him for a while, now it has been opened a clear distance.

Guo Nanshan frowns not because he is jealous or dissatisfied, but because he doesn't like Lei Yijing's words.

In his opinion, if this is really fate, it shows that luohuainan should be a natural person to do great things and should shoulder the important task of the right way.

Gu Han looked at his expression and said to his younger martial brothers, "Luo Daoyou has been killing demons and Demons all over the years, regardless of the influence of cultivation and even life and death. Such a mind is really admirable. It is worth learning by our disciples. Don't talk about it at will."

The two disciples of forgetting peak should be in unison.

Gu Hanwang looked up at a stone platform on the cliff. He felt sorry.

Shenmo peak still didn't appear.

Those young disciples by the stream are also very sorry.

They all want to be disciples of Shenmo peak.

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"I haven't been to the end of God peak once. Our martial aunt is really like the martial uncle in those years."

"It is said that her heart is silent, so she will concentrate on practice in the peak and of course she will not accept disciples again."

"Why? Is it really because Uncle Jingjiu's death is too sad? "

"Where is this bastard? She stopped on Jianfeng for several years. Was she also hurt?"

"Even if you like martial uncle Jing, don't want to deny it. Countless people saw the picture of martial uncle Jing arranging flowers for martial Aunt Mei at the meeting."

"They didn't admit that they were Taoist companions. Besides, uncle Jing has an excellent relationship with baizao fairy. If nothing happened, who knows what will happen now."

"Martial uncle Jing met Bai Zao at the plum meeting for the first time. It's impossible."

"Elder martial brother Liang Qifeng Yao said that she went in and out with martial uncle Jing in the Taoist war. Do you know how much pressure martial uncle was under at that time? Why does she support him so much? "

"Yes, the most obvious evidence is that Zhongzhou sent two 10000 Li seals, luohuainan used one and baizao used another, but why didn't she come out?"

"This is to live and die together. Non love is stronger than gold. Why?"

The girls of Qingrong peak gossip, but they don't know that they all fall in the ears of the Zhongzhou sect disciple.

The dusk fell on the still young face and could not reflect any emotion. It was just thinner than when the plum meeting was held.

Tong Yan looked at the stone platform without anyone.

After the chess game, Mei began to close the door. Even if he knew about daozhan, he still didn't leave Yunmeng Mountain.

Not long ago, he left the customs and learned that Zhongzhou sect would send someone to watch the ceremony, and Qingshan Chengjian took the initiative to request this trip.

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There are nine peaks on the green mountain, and Shenmo peak is the most isolated.

There is a figure beside the cliff, which is also very lonely.

Even the wind is one after another, gently blowing her short hair, more messy.

It's been three years.

She didn't comb her hair.

Because I don't know where the well-used shade wood comb has been put by Jing Jiu.

She never wore braids again.

Because not.

Whether in Baicheng or Shenmo peak, she has only done one thing in the past three years, that is, practice.

It's like in Jianfeng.

No one knows how hard her practice is and how fast she can improve her realm.

After more than ten years of practice, she had seen the hope of entering the wild.

If this news gets out, it will certainly shake the whole practice world.

"Latest news."

Gu Qing's voice sounded behind her.

Zhao La Yue said indifferently, "say."

"Similar to the previous times, he beheaded a fierce demon in Yuzhou and was injured. They praised him and stopped him, saying that Ruo Jingjiu was still there..."

Gu Qing said, "then he didn't say anything, sighed and left."

Zhao La Yue asked, "emotion?"

Gu Qing said, "I didn't ask directly. From the description, it should be seven points of feeling and three points of disappointment. Sadness and sadness are gone."

Zhao La Yue said, "what do you think?"

Gu Qing said, "this is the seventh emotion he shows. It's lighter and lighter every time, but it's normal, because time always dilutes everything."

Zhao La Yue said, "but?"

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Luohuainan is the strongest of the younger generation. Now he has a higher reputation than anyone else. Many people don't understand why he doesn't seize the time to practice, but will walk in the world every once in a while to kill demons and demons. His answer is: his life is given to him by Jing Jiu and younger martial sister, so he can't use it all on himself. He should give it back to this world Gu Qing said, "but I think it's too normal. It's so normal that I have a very deliberate feeling. It's like he deliberately wants people to remember it." "Maybe it's guilt," Zhao said Gu Qing was silent for a moment and said, "maybe." Zhao La Yue asked, "what do you think of the story three years ago?" Gu Qing said, "I still don't believe it." Well nine in that story is too perfect, just like a great hero in the story. Zhao Layue said, "I don't believe it either, because it's not Jing Jiu, it's the person Luo Huainan wants to be." If Jing Jiu in the story is a man imagined by Luo Huainan, the story is naturally fabricated. Why Luo Huainan made up this story is the root of all the problems. Zhao La Yue looked to the far north and said, "three years." Gu Qing said, "yes." Zhao Layue said, "it's time to kill." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.