Chapter 455

Dumplings are wine. The more you drink, the more you have.

Trouble is something that gets more hidden.

When Zhao Layue wanted to kill Wang Xiaoming, Jing Jiu didn't agree, so now the trouble fell on him.

Qing'er's sigh was obviously laughing at him. Naturally, he wouldn't answer and asked, "why did you steal this mirror?"

The mirror is naturally a mirror of the blue sky. This is naturally asking Tong Yan.

Tong Yan said what happened at that time.

Jing Jiu knew that immortal Bai already knew the changes of qingtianjian and wanted to make qinger scared by ice.

He shook his head and said, "whatever you can't control should be wiped out. It's really like the behavior of Zhongzhou school. But you are also a disciple of Zhongzhou sect. Why did you save her? "

Tong Yan said, "she will become Tianbao Zhenling, that is the real life. I heard you told her this."

Well nine gave a sound.

Tong Yan said expressionless, "since she is a living person, she can be regarded as a disciple of Zhongzhou sect. How can she be executed at will without any mistake?"

This sentence is very reasonable. The problem is that truth has never been very important to the overall interests of the sect.

At that time, immortal Taiping and he swept the peaks of green mountains with Liu Ci and Yuan whale riding. They didn't rely on any reason, and they didn't ask those reasons.

Immortal Tai Lu refused to accept it. Until he finally refused to surrender, he would still be locked up in the sword prison today. He suffered from the invasion of yin and cold and could not be freed.

Thinking of the bastard martial uncle whose hands were stained with the blood of his classmates, but insisted that he was reasonable, Jing Jiu shook his head.

Tong Yan misunderstood what he meant and said, "chess is black and white."

Well nine thought of the eyes of the twelfth lunar month, kept silent for a while, and then asked, "chess emphasizes making decisions and moving later. You are also good at it. Why are the means so rough?"

That day, in the depths of the earth's veins, Tong Yan didn't think about it after hearing Qing'er say that. She took up Qing Tianjian and left. It really can't be regarded as stealing. It should be a clear robbery.

"She was very weak and was dying. She didn't have time for me to think."

Tong Yan said calmly, "and I used to think too much and calculate too much, but I can't get over you all the time. Take another road, or have some opportunities instead."

Well nine said: "intuition is also calculation, but omitting the intermediate process, the results may not be accurate enough, but there will be no mistake in the general direction."

Tong Yan said, "then why did you come to Lengshan? Is it because you calculated what?"

Well nine said, "I'll sharpen my sword."

Tong Yan didn't understand what he meant. He looked at the cosmofront that had been quietly suspended in the air and thought, what else does such a good sword need to be polished?

Jingjiu looked at qingtianjian and said nothing.

After leaving Castle Peak, he went to many places, such as daze, mine and Chaoge City, just to find the perfect grindstone.

He never thought of sharpening his sword with qingtianjian. Unexpectedly, he met it in the end.

Only then did he know that what he had been looking for was it.

In Qing'er's words, this is fate?

Thinking of these things, he raised his hand and naturally touched Qing'er's head.

Tong Yan picked his eyebrow and said, "this is the true spirit of our school. Please respect me."

Qing'er felt a little itchy, flew to hide behind Tong Yan, leaned out his little face, smiled and said, "yes, yes, I want to touch your little morning son."

Tong Yan's eyebrows are higher and thicker, but obviously they are not happy about it.

"I'll take a break."

Well nine closed his eyes and began to sleep.

The cold wind roared in the dead forest, and several wooden birds flew in the gray sky. It was obviously the magic weapon of Xuanyin sect.

Hundreds of Xuanyin believers are scattered in this cold mountain wasteland. Arrays and fire nets are everywhere under the ground and on the surface. The other party may find here at any time.

Tong Yan and Qing'er looked at each other and thought that the heart was really big.

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The red on the cliff is very deep, not like blood, but more like some kind of paint.

Because the temperature is too high and the wind is dry, there is no deep feeling in the canyon extending far into the mountains.

The ground in the canyon is full of sharp red stones, which are extremely hot. If someone breaks a raw egg on it, it only takes a few seconds to get a perfect one-sided frying.

Several Xuanyin believers knelt on the ground, their hands and knees were cut by stones, and the blood was burned into smoke, emitting an unpleasant burning smell.

"My subordinates are incompetent. Please punish me."

They didn't dare to get up at all. They kept kowtowing to the figure in front, regardless of the scald on their forehead.

In the face of the fear of death, the feeling of pain has no qualification to exist.

The man turned and his boots crushed the stones into red powder.

"It took so long to find them, and three disciples died... Where are the dead?"

There was no emotion in his voice, which was in sharp contrast to the hot environment around him.

Some believers came in carrying three bodies outside the canyon. It was the three Xuanyin believers killed by Jing Jiu.

The man walked slowly to the three bodies, then squatted down slowly, leaving a shallow ditch on the ground behind him.

The Xuanyin sect leader, who claimed to be the king of the Ming Dynasty, was still very young and had no emotion on his face. He was extremely cold, but there seemed to be a wild fire in the depths of his eyes.

Before Liu defected from the castle peak at the age of ten, he seriously injured Jian Ruoyun with the magic skill of the blood demon sect. At that time, there was a similar wild fire in his eyes.

"You can kill people with a sword at will. Afterwards, you don't have to burn the body with a sword fire. You don't hide it... Castle Peak sword cultivation is still so arrogant."

The Ming king looked at the broken necks of the three corpses and felt the sharp meaning in them. The wildfire in the depths of his eyes became more and more prosperous.

After Shi FengChen committed suicide, he left Chaoge City, jumped off a cliff and met treasure all the way, got lucky in the mountain, and finally became a startling demon skill.

After driving away Su ziye and taking power of Xuanyin sect, he relinquished the burning sun flag and became a big figure in the evil way.

What he wants to do most is to kill Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue. Naturally, he has a deep understanding of the meaning of Qingshan sword.

Gao Ya suddenly came out of the deep canyon, bowed to him and refused to get up.

Ming Wang slightly raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to signal the congregation to disperse.

Gao ya got up and urged, "it's OK for Zhongzhou sect to say that Tong Yan is a traitor after all, but there is another green mountain disciple... Please think twice."

Xuanyin sect is becoming more and more powerful now, especially after the burning sun flag has been consecrated again, which makes some old people in the sect feel like they dreamed back to the past, but if they offend the two righteous leaders of Qingshan sect and Zhongzhou sect at the same time... It's still the rhythm of looking for death.

The Ming king said without expression, "since you are a green mountain disciple, you should kill me. No one should persuade me."

Gao Ya's face was a little ugly and said in a low voice, "leader, you haven't been back to the ancestral altar for a long time. Maybe you don't know some things. Lao Zu 300 years ago..."

With a buzzing sound, the heat wave in the canyon was steaming.

Sensing the feeling of the burning sun flag, the Ming king raised his eyebrows and looked out of the canyon. He thought to himself, who is the green mountain sword Xiu who touched the flag fire and hasn't died yet?

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Day and night passed.

Xuanyin sect strengthened the search, and the array gradually narrowed down. An array of disciples came around the forest.

The dreamland released by qingtianjian is far less real than the dreamland inside. It can hide from ordinary practitioners, but there is no way to hide from the real strong.

If this continues, qingtianjian will be found.

Tong Yan glanced at Qing'er and asked whether they should leave first.

Jing Jiu likes to sleep, so he can continue to sleep here and attract the attention of Xuanyin sect.

Qing'er looked at Jing Jiuyi and hesitated.

Perhaps just at the right moment, Jing Jiu woke up. Countless faint swords overflowed from the ground and returned to his body, making his clothes light.

Naturally, he was not really sleeping, but sensing and calculating the array of Xuanyin cult with the sword idea, and determining the location of those strange fires underground.

One day and one night, his sword intention had been searched, and he had a general judgment about the situation under the ground more than a hundred miles away.

He glanced at Qing'er.

Qing'er understood what he meant and returned to Qing Tianjian.

Tong Yan carried qingtianjian behind her.

A buzz.

There was a gust of wind in the woods.

The Xuanyin believers felt the movement and plundered into the forest, but found nothing.

Even the two leaf weed disappeared.

There is only one hole in the ground. It is deep and unpredictable. I don't know where to go.

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The north of the wasteland is still the range of cold mountains, but the climate here is colder.

Several very majestic snow mountains blocked the road to the snow field.

The snow and ice in front of the snow mountain suddenly bulged and exploded.

Well nine and Tong Yan flew out from inside.

It's close to the snow field.

Jing Jiu believed that Xuanyin believers did not dare to come here, because even he did not want to or dare not come here.

Tong Yan carried the blue sky mirror on his back and was covered with earth. He looked at the well nine one and admired it.

Jing Jiu's ability to dig a hole is really powerful. I don't know how to do it. No matter how hard the rock is, it will melt immediately in front of him.

What impressed him even more was that Jing Jiu completely wrote down the array structure of the underground fire pulse and the burning sun flag.

The underground fire pulse is extremely complex, like a maze. They walked through it for a long time, but they didn't encounter those flames once.

Looking at the big snow mountain in front of him, Jing Jiu turned and walked in the opposite direction without hesitation.

Tong Yan felt that his turn was a little stiff and strange, but he still followed up. At this time, they suddenly heard a footsteps. Well nine and Tong Yan stopped. The footsteps were still behind him. Tong Yan turned and looked at the big snow mountain. The footsteps came from above the snow mountain. The sound is somewhat unique. Ka... Wipe. Ka... Wipe. The first sound is normal, the soles of boots trample on ice and snow, but the second sound is like a broom dragging on the snow. A moment later, Tong Yan saw the figure on the snow mountain. A few miles away, you can still see that the man's posture is a little strange, like lame. The sound was his right foot dragging on the snow. It was the young Xuanyin sect leader. He walked slowly to the cliff, looked down at them and said, "the passage I prepared for you is still comfortable?" Tong Yan was in a slightly cold mood. It turned out that Jing Jiuneng took himself to escape from the array of Xuanyin cult, which was originally the other party's arrangement. The other side has been here waiting for them to throw themselves into the net. This is naturally easier than searching for them in the wilderness and cold mountains“ What about you? " Well nine looked at him on the snow mountain and asked, "is the life prepared for you still satisfactory?" Hearing this, the young Xuanyin sect leader suddenly changed his face. In the 23 years since he left Chaoge City, he has experienced too many adventures, which is more exaggerated than the experience of he Kan, the most famous and lucky person in the cultivation world. No matter what he does, he seems to be able to pick up some skills and crystal stones at any time. Therefore, his cultivation path is very smooth. He never needs to worry about the lack of pills and crystal stones, or the low level of skills. No matter how you look at it, there's a problem. But he dared not think deeply, because he was afraid that once he touched the truth, everything he now had would be taken away by the person who arranged these things and become nothing again. He can only anesthetize himself with hatred and realm promotion, and comfort himself with that sentence at the same time—— I am the protagonist of this story. Even if there is a day, I will change my life against the sky and break the black hand hidden behind the scenes! After the success of re refining the burning sun flag, his anxiety and hidden worries were no longer as strong as before, but he also knew that it was far from the day when he reached the truth, revealed the truth and defeated the truth. Because he even picked up the secret method of sacrificing and refining the burning sun flag... Who would have thought that today he heard such a sentence and was directly exposed by others. He felt like a child without clothes, standing naked in the snow mountain, so cold. Where is the king... You or Wang Xiaoming（ It is said that today is the last working day of 2018. I wish you a happy holiday, moderate drinking and a happy life. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stopped our translation