Chapter 348

Name:The Path Toward Heaven Author:Mao Ni
Bai Zao said, "senior brother Tongyan doesn't know, and he won't even tell me where he has gone."

Previously, she felt that something was about to happen, so she had something to do with it.

Three years ago, Tong Yan disappeared for some time. After returning to the mountain, he completely shut up about what happened.

Well nine thought for a while and said, "it's all right."

He said it was all right. Bai had a lot of peace of mind.

Although her realm is much higher than him, perhaps her experience on the snow field makes her have unimaginable trust in him.

She suddenly noticed that Jing Jiu was wearing a cloth shirt today.

She raised her hand, moved her fingers over the slightly rough surface of the cloth shirt, and asked curiously, "where's the white dress?"

Well nine said: "white clothes are made of natural silk, which is rare."

In fact, there are many white clothes on the top of Shenmo peak, but one will be less.

Three white clothes were destroyed in the demon prison, which made him a little uneasy, so he changed to cloth clothes after he came out.

"Sky silk... Is it the silk in the snow, that... Cocoon?"

Bai Zao asked with a reddish face.

Well nine said, "it should be about the same."

Bai Zao didn't know what to think and looked at him in a trance.

Well nine didn't pay attention. He reached out and caught a Begonia flower falling from the shoot and was silent.

No matter how rare tiansilkworm silk is, it can still be found, but the woman who used tiansilkworm silk to make clothes for herself... Must not be willing to make clothes for herself again.

At this time, the twilight was thicker, and the petals showed strange colors, just like the colorful in the Green Valley in the town magic prison.

Jing Jiu thought of Ming emperor, senior brother's notes and the word "old friend", and suddenly wanted to have a look.

For countless years, no matter in Shangde peak or Shenmo peak, he rarely had the idea of going elsewhere and visiting his old friends.

Today, the idea appeared naturally and clearly in his heart.

He's not going to see you for the winter.

That woman is too troublesome.

But he can go and see her.

When Jing Jiu looked at the petals in his palm, Bai Zao looked at his face and had thoughts.

Under the sunset tree, a young man and woman under the tree, the picture is very good-looking.

Suddenly a clear bell rang.

Bai Zao turned and looked. He saw a 14-year-old boy standing at the gate of the backyard, looking a little nervous.

Thinking of looking at the picture of Jing Jiu, Bai Zao was a little embarrassed and said to Jing Jiu, "I'll talk to you in a few days."

Well nine said, "I'm leaving Chaoge city."

Bai had thought he was going back to Castle Peak. He was disappointed, but he didn't say anything. He just reminded him not to forget the cloud dream conference a few years later, so he left.

When ordinary people say goodbye, they often say, don't forget the dinner in a few days.

The appointment of monks often takes several years as the time unit.

The difference between the two sometimes makes people feel sad.

Whether the former or the latter, there are sad parts and reasons.

After Bai Zao left the well house, the white cat paced out from behind the well pear, and the bell around his neck made a clear sound.

Jingli's face turned red, and she was about to cry and said, "little... Uncle, I didn't mean to."

Jingjiu knows that he must have been forced by Liu ADA. Naturally, he won't blame him.

As for why Liu ADA asked him to interrupt his conversation with Bai Zao, Jing Jiu didn't understand before, but now he has already understood it.

"It's all right. Go play."

Well nine picked up the white cat from the ground, held it in his arms, turned and walked to the room.

Jingli confirmed that Mimi was indeed her uncle's cat rather than a monster. She smiled happily, patted her palm and ran back to the garden. Her voice was as clear as a bell.

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The dusk subsided, the night came, and the lights in the flower hall were bright. Jing Li and his family whispered about the day and ate dinner.

Well nine sat in the shadow of the room, looking at the falling flower in his hand, silent.

At this time, Gu Qing finished his day's work and returned to the well house from the palace.

He has lived here for the past three years. Only in the last ten days, he and the Jing family were picked up by the Zhao family.

Speaking of this, Gu's firm is somewhat unwilling.

It's just that this is Chaoge city. No matter how considerate and rich the family is, it's impossible to compete with the Zhao family.

Gu Qing went to the flower hall first. As usual, he was concerned about Jing Li's study and Jing Shang's work in Taichang temple. Suddenly, he was stunned by Jing Li's words.

He hugged his fist and turned out of the flower hall under the clear smile of the Jing family.

He came to the room as fast as he could, pushed the door in and said in surprise, "master, are you back?"

While talking, he had bowed down.

Well nine put away the flower in his palm, looked at him and said, "get up." Gu Qing was happy, curious and worried. Looking at him, he stopped talking and didn't dare to ask anything in the end“ I've been in the town devil prison for three years. "“ The problem of sword ghost has been solved. "“ The man who escaped from the town demon prison is me. "“ I let the emperor out. " Well nine answered all the questions in Gu Qing's heart with the simplest four sentences, and didn't forget to ask, "do you think I'm wrong?" Gu Qing had basically mastered the situation at this time. He guessed that master came to the song city to enter the town demon prison to find the Emperor Ming to learn how to solve the sword ghost problem. To say, well nine did these things right? A green mountain disciple went into the town demon prison privately, met the emperor of the underworld privately, learned the demon method of the Ministry of the underworld, and finally even released the emperor of the underworld, which directly led to the tragic death of the mountain beast Canglong of Zhongzhou sect... Is one of these things right? Gu Qing has been a sword boy in liangforget peak since he was a child. He has received the orthodox education of Gu family and Castle Peak. He can't understand what Jing Jiu has done. But he is an apprentice. Can he accuse Jing Jiu of doing something wrong? A thousand words finally merged into one sentence: "master... Such a thing is too dangerous. You should be careful in the future." Looking back on the three years of Zhenmo prison, the most troublesome time was that he was suddenly stopped by the spirit of the dark dragon when he came out, but until then, the situation was still under control. He believed that the emperor knew his thoughts, just as he knew the emperor's thoughts. In fact, no one saw the most dangerous moment, including those big things in the virtual world at that time. At that time, the black dragon used the heaven and earth in the pot again and turned himself into a little black snake in the mud. The white cat stared at it in the ruins and was ready to tear it into pieces. If Jing Jiu didn't appear like a ghost to stop the white cat, no matter what he thought and arranged with his senior brother, the emperor and Guocheng temple, it would lose its effectiveness. Zhongzhou sect and Qingshan sect are bound to go to war. Fortunately, those things didn't happen“ I'm leaving. What are your plans? " Well nine asked Gu Qing. Gu Qing thought for a moment and said, "of course, I want to go back to green mountain to practice, but... If master needs me to stay in Chaoge City, I will stay." Jing Jiu said, "things here are still important, but it can't reach your own practice. Three years is enough. Go back." Gu Qing was very happy and thought he could finally go back to the green mountain. He didn't know how the monkeys in the peak were doing now. When the bell rang, the white cat jumped on the windowsill and meowed, which means: go back, go back. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.