Chapter 269

Name:The Path Toward Heaven Author:Mao Ni
Winter said, "I don't want you to mess around outside by relying on my reputation. It seems that it's wrong to keep it from you. I let you have such absurd ideas. I'll explain to you today that you are a disciple of Shuiyue nunnery, not a casual practice. If any sect wants to rob you as a disciple in the future, it will be."

At this time, he Kai had gradually awakened from the shock. Listening to this, he thought to himself, what is it? Don't mess around with your reputation? I don't know I have a relative. That relative is still a big man in the spiritual world. The most important thing is that I don't know who your aunt is until now!

At this time, of course, he most wanted to know something. He was about to ask, but he was stopped by the winter: "don't ask me about your parents, because I don't want to think or say. At least now, you were born and raised by my martial nephew Lanxi. Just take her as your mother."

Nun Lanxi is a famous senior expert in Shuiyue nunnery. She suddenly disappeared decades ago. It turned out that she was raising children.

He Kai thought of the old nun who taught and raised himself, and his heart was warm, so he didn't continue to ask, but he was more curious.

My aunt is actually the elder of Nun Lanxi. Isn't that similar to the master of Shuiyue nunnery?

Go outside the melon shed after winter.

He Kan hurriedly followed and asked, "aunt, what was the yarn you gave me when I was a child?"

Winter said, "Huanxi yarn."

He Kan asked, "what about the Jiaogu that year? Is it useful to drink wine? "

Winter said, "idiots use it like this."

He Kan felt his nose a little embarrassed and said, "anyway, there were still a lot of pills at that time, so he didn't want to refine the medicine."

Thinking about one thing during the winter, he looked at him and said, "according to the time, you should break the Yumen pass this year. Remember to take the three marrow pill with spirits. The effect is the best."

He Kui was even more embarrassed and said, "I was in a hurry a few years ago. I sold that box of pills..."

After the winter, he looked at him quietly and said, "as soon as the famous and decent sects see the box of medicine, they know the origin. You can't sell the small sects. I'm curious who dares to buy your medicine."

He Kan hesitated for a moment and said, "a little girl of the hanging bell sect."

After winter, thinking about the picture seen in Mei's chess game that year, she reminded, "she's too young for you."

With these words, she stepped into the air and soon disappeared into the morning light.

Looking at the sky dyed red by the morning glow, he Kan was silent for a long time, and then sighed.

"Even if you're not satisfied with my nephew, you're too cold. If you don't say anything else, can't you fill one of the three marrow pills?"

He grew up in an nunnery when he was young. After the old nun died, he began to live alone. He was lonely, but he did look like duckweed. Today, he suddenly found that he had an extra family member. It turned out that he had a place to come. The world in front of him became different, and the blazing sunshine was so warm. Then he thought about the words of winter, and felt a little strange. From today on, he was a disciple of Shuiyue nunnery? Aren't there all women in Shuiyue nunnery? And who is my aunt?

Of course, he had determined that, as Tong Yan predicted, his aunt must be a big man in the spiritual world.

Thinking of this, he suddenly had a strong impulse.

It's just like how Prince Lu felt when he knew that his background was Jingyang real person.

Who the fuck is there?

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Baicheng is still not hot in late spring and early summer.

Compared with previous years, the snow line has retreated hundreds of miles to the north. Scattered grass is everywhere in the field. Wheat, melons and vegetables still can not grow. There is no towel gourd in the food and vegetables sent by Juye city.

After winter, he went to the small temple, didn't go in, turned and sat on the threshold, looked at the field in the north, took out a cucumber from his sleeve and bit it twice.

The thick voice sounded behind her: "so you have been training these young people. Do you want them to be me?"

Winter did not turn around, said: "becoming a saint is a very hard thing, you can do it is your ability, has nothing to do with me."

The voice said, "who do you like best?"

Winter said: "the chief disciple of qingshanzong, who is such a ghost place, has such a duty to cross Nanshan, which is somewhat beyond my expectation. Once luohuainan lost his faith in Taoism, it is also somewhat beyond my expectation. Tong Yan's temperament is too cold, arrogant and lonely to be a leader, and Bai, whom I was most optimistic about, is a little weak and can't resist the wind and rain. The most pity is that she has a Taoist pass recently, I'm afraid I can't cross it. "

The voice said with emotion, "I don't know how to live. The word of love is always like this."

The winter was silent for a while and said, "I've also seen Zhao Layue. I'm more satisfied. Unfortunately, she went to Shenmo peak. It's hard to get rid of Jingyang's legacy."

The voice said, "why do you care so much?"

During the winter, he pointed a cucumber at the depth of the snow field and said, "I wanted to kill the one in the snow country and travel around the mainland to persuade all factions. Finally, only one and a half people were willing to help me. You are one and Mr. Pei is half. At that time, I wanted to understand that people like us are different in the spiritual world, and different numbers are a few, which is not enough to change too many things. We need more colleagues, so I want to guide them when they are young and hope they can be less decadent. "

The voice sighed and said, "when young people grow old, they will become old people. How can they be young people in those years?" Winter said, "it makes sense, but always try." The voice said, "I know your time, but you still seem too anxious." "You should know that everyone is starting to worry," said the winter micro mockery The collapsed cliffs outside Haizhou city are like terrible wounds on the earth. There are rocks and broken trees everywhere, and they can't stand at all. The picture of the sea is even more terrible. There are reefs everywhere. The low one is submerged in white foam and the high one is like a sharp sword facing the sky. The sea surface of more than ten miles is like this. It extends directly to the depths of the sea and is connected with the famous chaotic reef. These reefs were once high above, part of the hanging mountain wrapped in white clouds. That night, the Xihai sword God cut off the Yuntai with a sword, and the hanging mountain fell from the sky. If it were not for the joint action of several strong players such as yimaozhai buqiuxiao, I was afraid it would trigger a very strong earthquake, and the people in Haizhou would be killed and injured seriously. There was still a lot of blood left between the random reef and the garbage, but I didn't know whether it came from the monk who fought that night or the badly injured flying whale. Xuanyin stood by the cliff, looked at the picture in front of him, subconsciously rubbed his nose, and his nose became more red. His sight went away with the chaotic reefs on the sea. When he saw the previous chaotic reefs, he suddenly had a guess in his heart. Was there a hanging mountain on the West Sea many years ago, and then shot down by the great power at that time? Even if this conjecture is true, since it is something he doesn't know, it must have happened tens of thousands of years ago. Today's Chaotian continent is probably only recorded by a few sects, such as Qingshan sect and Zhongzhou sect. He looked at the young people around him and wanted to ask if the other party had heard of it. The picture stunned him. Yin San stood on the edge of the cliff with her hands on her back, allowing the sea breeze to blow her face. Her eyes were full of joy and relaxation, like drinking. Xuanyin said, "it seems that everything is as you wish." Yin San smiled and said, "what you get is joy." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.