Chapter 392

Name:The Path Toward Heaven Author:Mao Ni
(this chapter should have been a dark light in a room. It can't shine through my last chapter. Fortunately, I'm also very satisfied with the title of this chapter.)

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In the hall, Mr. Chen and a military general once said with mockery that it was useless even if Jing Jiu could trap these officials in the palace.

Well nine didn't want to do this at all, but directly killed them all.

Dozens of officials fell in a pool of blood, and he also paid some price.

Those generals had some skills, and master Chen had made preparations in advance and invited several strong practitioners to enter the hall as officials.

The sun shone on his pale face. He looked at the sky far away from the imperial city and thought of some things long ago and long after.

History is always repeating itself. The only difference is that his realm strength here is a little low.

The little eunuch came out along the corner of the hall with several officials who were still alive, looked at the pool of blood on the ground, and thought of the previous cruel and bloody pictures. The officials' legs were a little soft. They reluctantly walked out of the hall. Looking at the emperor's majesty with blood and sword, they dared not look straight, and then knelt down.

"If you can walk, go and do it."

Well nine's voice had no emotion.

Those officials dared not delay, propped up their bodies with their hands and walked outside the palace as fast as possible.

There are still many things they need to do. Appeasing the forbidden army is the first step, and rescuing those adults from the imperial prison is the second step.

There was a little commotion outside the imperial city and soon calmed down. Before long, the Palace door was opened again. Dozens of officials came to the palace and knelt in front of Jing Jiu.

These people had just left the imperial edict prison and were still wearing prison clothes. They looked extremely embarrassed.

General Pei and Zhou Taishou knelt in front.

The former is the most trusted and prestigious general in the state of Chu. The latter has a lot of poor status, but it is the future slaughter assistant prepared by bachelor Zhang for Jing Jiu.

They heard from their colleagues what had happened in the temple today. They couldn't believe it at all. Until this time, they watched dozens of eunuchs and maids pouring water into the temple under the command of several eunuchs. They were shocked to determine that it was true.

Your majesty is killing all the officials in the court.

Jing Jiu looked at general Pei and said, "go to the camp outside the city. If there is any problem in the capital, put it out directly."

General Pei's expression changed slightly. Worried that his majesty didn't know the complexity of the current situation, Zhou Taishou said: "the capital camp won't listen to general Pei's orders. All the houses in the capital have been prepared long ago. Those princes will never be at ease. Maybe they will take advantage of the chaos and make waves, your Majesty..."

"You are the people selected by the University. If you can't handle such small things well, his eyes are too bad."

Thinking about Chen Da bachelor who died in the hall and Jin Shangshu who died yesterday, Jing Jiu found that Zhang Da bachelor's vision was really not good, except to see himself.

"In short, don't bother me with such small things. Don't bother me today or in the future. You should learn from him in this regard."

With these words, he turned and walked to the cold palace.

Zhuo rusui yawned and followed him away.

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The rusted lock has been removed, and the side door for delivering sundries on weekdays has been sealed. In addition, there is no change in the cold palace, which is still so cold.

Jing Jiu threw the badly damaged sword into the pool, changed his clothes and leaned back on the couch. His blood was naturally clean long ago.

Zhuo rusui stood in front of his bed and said, "if it weren't for the broken arm, maybe I'd forgotten most of the things outside now."

Well nine said: "to strive for immortality, qingtianjian will not let you forget this thing, and it doesn't matter if you forget anything else."

Zhuo rusui said, "martial uncle, what are you going to do?"

Well nine said, "what about you?"

"I still had the idea of practicing killing here."

Zhuo rusui naturally said, "kill all the others who ask questions. The immortal book is naturally green mountain. Even if it doesn't work, it hasn't wasted these decades."

Well nine said, "I'm almost."

It's not surprising that green mountain disciples act so crisp and have a similar layout.

Zhuo rusui just doesn't understand. Since he wants to practice and kill other questioners, what do you do in the palace every day?

He knew that even if he asked, he couldn't have an answer. He didn't see how helpless Tong Yan was when he died. He raised his hand and made a casual salute, so he was ready to leave.

Well nine said, "where are you going?"

Zhuo rusui said, "go to Zhao Guo to kill the eunuch."

Well nine said, "he Kan is a little abnormal. Be careful."

After Zhuo rusui left, the palace was even more deserted and quiet.

The capital will be in chaos today. I don't know whether general Pei and Zhou Taishou can stabilize the situation, or how many people will die in the end.

Well nine sat on the couch, quietly looking at the sky outside the window, maintaining such a posture for a long time.

No one knows what he is thinking. It should have nothing to do with the chaos in the capital.

The light of the day shifted. From time to time, someone came outside the hall to report the current situation. Interestingly, the messenger was not the little eunuch, but childe Zhang.

Perhaps in the view of general Pei and Zhou Taishou, childe Zhang is the most trusted person of his majesty.

Well nine didn't answer. He still looked out of the window and was silent.

The sun gradually set, and after dusk was night, and the light in the palace became dim.

I don't know when a lamp lit up in the hall.

Flapping, flapping.

The green bird fluttered its wings into the hall, landed on the couch and became the lovely little girl.

Well nine asked, "solved?"

Qing'er said, "the rebellion between the camp outside the city and the forbidden army has been suppressed by Pei Siming, and the ministers' residences have been controlled. You don't have to worry."

Well nine said, "I didn't."

Qing'er said slightly angrily, "those people outside like to watch the war, so they can bluff them with those pictures, but I always want to show them some of your pictures."

"I remember you said that I practice and sleep here every day. Those people outside echo valley have long been tired of it."

"But it's like the picture of you killing people in the temple today. They like it best. I didn't let it out. I don't know how many complaints it caused."

"The picture that can't be seen directly may be more exciting."

"It makes sense. No wonder there will be a lot of praise."

"You're welcome."

"You're welcome."

Qing'er said angrily, "don't always let me be a messenger in the future. What if it arouses the suspicion of immortal Bai?"

Well nine said, "I'll pay attention."

The dim yellow light fell on him.

Because of the killing during the day, his face was a little pale, his expression was a little tired, and his black hair was scattered around his shoulders, showing a decadent beauty.

Looking at this picture, Qing'er was a little distracted. After a while, he woke up and said in surprise, "you actually lit a lamp?"

Well nine gave a sound.

The palace was rarely lit. It was not until a few days ago that bachelor Zhang came to the palace on his deathbed.

Thinking about what happened these days, Qing'er was puzzled and asked, "Why are you willing to do it this time when you focus on practice and don't care about other things."

Jing Jiu said, "practice needs to be quiet. I do these things no different from the threat of the bear getting rid of the cave."

Qing'er looked at him and asked, "is that true? Just so? "

Well nine said, "of course."

Qing'er glanced and said, "or so... But I still think your action is related to the bachelor."

Well nine said, "maybe so."

Qing'er's eyes lit up and said, "what's the difference between that great scholar? For him, you are false, for you... Well, he may be true... No, since you will leave the dreamland and may not come back in this life, you can't see him again even if you come, he is also false for you? "

There are so many true and false words in this sentence that we can't tell the true from the false.

Qing'er stared into his eyes and said, "according to you, all the people who leave and don't come back are false to each other. Why did you do this?"

Well nine looked at the dark lamp and said, "because there are many things in the world that have nothing to do with true or false."

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It's quiet outside echo valley.

The light curtain in the sky stays in that picture.

The dark lights in the temple are getting away, the lights in the capital are bright, and the cavalry's hooves are stepping across the bluestone Road, and the cry is getting lower and lower.

No one heard the dialogue between Qingniao and Jingjiu, but everyone saw the whole story.

No matter how calm the monk is, he looks at the lights in the picture and thinks about the joys and sorrows He has seen in the past 30 days.

Rustle's eyes are wet, but I don't know whether it's for Jing Jiu and bachelor Zhang, or why.

Tong Yan stood by a cliff in the distance, thinking about the last sentence of Jing Jiu, and was silent for a long time.

Those are fake.

Practitioners have heard similar words in the process of seeking the avenue, which may come from teachers or fellow disciples, but they are not as absolute and certain as Jing Jiu.

After listening to this kind of words, many practitioners often have some kind of illusion. When they recognize the vanity, they can touch the reality and break the emotion. But as well nine said, many things in the world have nothing to do with true or false. Who can really break the nature of love? In other words, why should we break the relationship?

There was a sound of footsteps behind the cliff. Tong Yan looked around and found that it was the black and thin ungrateful disciple. He suddenly asked, "what do you think of your childe's words?"

Liu was surprised when he was ten years old and thought that his true identity had been seen through?

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