Chapter 547

Name:The Path Toward Heaven Author:Mao Ni
It is already a hundred miles away. Snowflakes start from nothingness, dance with the wind, and then disappear in mid air. Obviously, it is not a natural thing.

Sword law yuan rides a whale and sits down in person. Guangyuan immortal and Nan forget are ready to fight at any time. There may be more strong men hidden in the clouds over there.

Acting with the strong strength and self-confidence of qingshanzong, they all put on such a big array, which shows that the things here must not be over, but also very big.

"What do we need to do?" The leader of Feng Dao asked without hesitation.

Suppressing the underworld is the responsibility of all Terrans. No one can stay out of it.

Guangyuan immortal replied honestly, "I don't know. The leader called us and we came."

The leader of Fengdao sect thought about the young green mountain leader. For a moment, he didn't know how to speak. He looked at the bodies of the twelve priests and said, "how to deal with it? I'll take it back to Juye city? "

"No."

Guangyuan immortal's voice fell, and the sun shone on the Huiri sword. It suddenly became extremely hot, burning the bodies of the twelve priests to ashes.

Then he took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, looked at it carefully, confirmed that the time and place were right, bowed his hand and left, stepped on the sword and flew hundreds of miles away to the northwest.

The unpleasant song also went away, and the isolated wind and snow disappeared into the sky.

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The twelve priests of the underworld came to the world and were immediately killed by the green mountain sect. This is too coincidental. Naturally, it will cause a lot of speculation and doubt.

Siser said that qingshanzong does not need to explain, and qingshanzong does not need to explain to people all over the world, but some people are always special.

In the meditation room deep in the quiet garden, Zen took out the small wooden stick from his ear, blew the earwax off the tip of the stick, and asked, "I didn't expect you to go on the old road of peace."

Well nine carried the iron pot on the table farther and said, "I've never been different from him."

Zen Tzu carefully took out his ears again, then threw the stick into the mud outside the window and said, "everyone can guess that you have a connection with the lower boundary."

"Can't you?" Well nine's voice has no emotional fluctuation.

Canglong incarnated in the town of magic prison in Chaoge city and blocked the passage in the abyss. Zhongzhou sect did not know how much benefit it squeezed from the underworld in the name of the emperor of the underworld.

The high priest of the underworld once projected to meet him in Chaoge city. At that moment, he determined something.

Zen knew what he meant and said, "there is no evidence."

Well nine poured himself a cup of tea and said, "you have no evidence."

Zen Zi also poured himself a cup of tea, drank it slowly, and said, "good tea, but no matter who you cooperate with in the underworld, it's not a good thing."

Well nine said, "Gu Qing cooked it in an iron pot. I think it's very good."

Zen Zi glanced at him and said, "it will be many years before he decides the position of the leader so early?"

From summer to autumn, they read countless scriptures in this meditation room, thought about countless schemes, and finally found the direction to repair the smoke and cloud array.

But as Zen said, well nine is just the beginning of breaking the sea, far from the peak of Tongtian, let alone flying.

Well nine said, "after that man dies, it doesn't make much difference who will be the leader."

Zen Zi said expressionless, "if Taiping is so easy to die, he died 600 years ago, 300 years ago, and the year before last should also have died."

Well nine didn't continue this topic and said, "help me keep an eye on the White House. Don't let her contact the lower world. At least not these days."

Zen said, "it's very simple."

Well nine said, "you can't beat her again."

At the spring Plum Blossom Festival, Zen Zi said this in front of Guangyuan immortal and yueqianmen. On the surface, he was humiliating Zhongzhou school, but in fact he was reminding Qingshan sect.

Six months later, he finally returned this sentence to Zen Zi.

Zen Zi sighed and said, "is this Guocheng temple?"

In the afternoon, the details of the death of the twelve priests finally reached the Bank of the East China Sea. Only then did people know that it was Guangyuan real man who shot yesterday.

In the evening, the latest news came that the seven priests of the underworld appeared not far from Juye city with two magicians who were very good at soul fire heart snatching formula.

The sword saint was far away in Baicheng. Before the strong of Fengdao sect could make a move, the seven priests and the two magicians with strange soul skills died.

Or die under the green mountain sword.

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At the beginning of the night, the stars are rising, the evening drum has stopped, and the evening class is over. Guocheng temple is quiet. Walking between the Tallinn, I could vaguely hear the prayers and low sobs from both sides of the official road. I didn't know which patient was dying or which patient was dying.

The six senses of the monks are all sensitive. If a strong person like Bai Zao listens attentively, he can even hear the waves in the East China Sea dozens of miles away.

But she knew that there were waves and countless voices in the sea at this time. Naturally, she had no intention to listen to the voices in the distance.

When she came to the quiet garden, the great monk passed it on, and she went in.

Gu Qing sat in front of the stone pagoda meditating and practicing. It seems that there is nothing worth worrying about.

Zhuo rusui was dozing off against the other side of the stone tower. It seemed that he had a full dinner.

When she came to the meditation room, she smelled the faint fragrance of tea and looked at Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue sitting side by side. The waves in her heart gradually calmed down and asked, "how many will there be?"

Well nine didn't speak, because he didn't know how many Tongyan could cheat. So far, he doesn't quite understand why the priests in the underworld are so easy to cheat - because he doesn't know what the seal of the underworld means to the people in the lower world.

Bai Zao looked into his eyes and asked, "is senior brother down there?"

Well nine did not answer.

Zhao La Yue opened her eyes, took back the light fog, looked into her eyes and asked, "how much do you know?"

Bai Zao said, "I only know some recently."

Zhao Layue said, "since you know these things, you shouldn't ask us, but your mother."

This sentence seems ordinary, but it is difficult to face it.

Bai Zao left the quiet garden and came to the Tallinn. He was silent for a long time.

There was no wind tonight, and there was no sound of waves in the pine forest not far away. The sound of waves in her ears became louder and louder until she was disturbed by several footsteps.

Here are three young girls, Se se, que Niang and Zhen Tao. They meet and go to see Jing Jiu.

They were surprised. After a few words of cold conversation with Bai Zao, they walked towards the quiet garden.

There is really no wind tonight, but Bai Zao feels that the night wind is a little cold.

Whether in the Taoist war or in the general assembly, the young generation of monastic talents are her friends and companions.

They once drank by the lake and made great wishes for peace in the world.

But now... Luo Huainan is dead, Tonglu is dead, Tong Yan is gone, he Kan has become a monk, Su ziye has become a lonely soul and a wild ghost, and the disciples of two forgotten peaks, such as crossing Nanshan Mountain, are detained in the mountain and can't come out.

On the contrary, there are so many young people in Jingyuan.

She's a little lonely.

"Wait a minute."

She shouted Zhen Tao and asked the elder whether he was awake.

Zhen Tao shook her head and said that no one in the nunnery knew when she would wake up.

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Guocheng Temple never held a meeting again. The monks of various sects either took this rare opportunity to ask the eminent monks in the temple for some problems, or consult each other for some Taoist Dharma, or stroll around like SISE and Zhen Tao, but no one left, because everyone was waiting for the final result.

News kept coming from the north.

There is a powerful character in the underworld.

Then he died.

Again.

Dead again.

Of course, it's still qingshanzong.

On the morning of the seventh day, the morning light lit up the wilderness.

A huge Castle Peak sword boat fell to the ground with the cold light.

The location of demon people in the underworld is mainly around the cold mountain.

I don't know why, all spiritual sects and the imperial court have never sent anyone. The reaction of some sects of Fengdao sect and the imperial court is understandable. After all, it is obvious that Qingshan sect and Zhongzhou sect are making efforts in the dark. No one wants to be in it, but strangely, even Zhongzhou sect itself has no one.

Looking at the Castle Peak sword boat in the distance, an elder of Fengdao sect said with emotion: "what is the Castle Peak sect going to do?"

Last night, there was a bloody battle in the cold mountain. A priest in the underworld burned soul fire and seriously injured the Lord Cheng Youtian of Bihu peak. When the wind knife sect leader was ready to take action, several flying swords flew from the sky. The sword intention was great. All the priests and their hands were twisted into powder. The Fengdao sect members who have been paying attention to the battlefield know that Qingshan sect is a strong one. Five peak masters, including yuan Qijing, plus eight sea breaking elders... This battle is not much worse than the battle in the West Sea.

The leader of Fengdao sect was silent for a while and said, "only in this way can we be safe, otherwise Castle Peak can't bear this responsibility."

Everyone knows that this change in the underworld is related to Qingshan sect. Many people even suspect that Qingshan sect is colluding with some forces in the underworld - after all, there is the past of Taiping immortal - if Qingshan sect really releases a strong person in the underworld and makes even a mortal die this time, it will face great doubts.

Therefore, qingshanzong must take the attitude of goshawk fighting rabbit to ensure that there will be no problems.

The elder shook his head and said, "it's so strange. How should qingshanzong explain it afterwards?"

The leader of Fengdao sect said, "no matter how strange it is, as long as the green mountain is really strong, no one can say anything. Do you think these demons in the underworld are so easy to kill? Say the two scenes we saw with our own eyes. If we don't invite Dao Sheng back, do you think we can live? "

A few days later, the cold wind was strong, and the Castle Peak sword boat rose in the wind and returned to the south.

There was also an autumn wind along the East China Sea, and some leaves fell. The practitioners gathered in the hall again. The Zhongzhou faction withdrew its proposal at the spring plum blossom meeting. Not only that, all the shares that used to belong to Xihai sword sect are now officially assigned to Qingshan. Castle Peak sect took out half of those shares and distributed them to daze, Xuanling sect, Jingzong and other sects. Unexpectedly, the ungrateful gate that closed the mountain got the most. Anyway, it's all from Castle Peak. It's all his business how well nine wants to divide it. The sects said goodbye. Zhongzhou sent people to leave. Just then, the voice of Jing Jiu rang“ Juhun Valley is the channel for the suppression of Zhongzhou sect. Now there are so many demons in the underworld. It's not good. " He said to the people of Zhongzhou sect, "Castle Peak can be killed, but this is your problem, so don't have another time." Immortal Bai turned around, looked at him and said calmly, "does the well leader want to raise his teacher and ask for guilt?" Well nine said, "well." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.