Chapter 714

Name:The Path Toward Heaven Author:Mao Ni
As long as the time comes, the sword will naturally be sharp enough, and the yellow leaves will naturally fill the sky. A young man without a master can become a strong man.

Just like another long and tiring journey, it has an end.

The cloud boat sent by Zhongzhou returned to Yunmeng Mountain.

The clouds outside the mountain produced countless waves, and then broke like a dream.

When these cloud ships went to Castle Peak yesterday, they were arrogant, but also with the momentum of victory in silence.

When I came back, I was so silent that I couldn't hear any sound.

The white blade immortal returned to the world and died in the hands of the snow queen!

What scares them even more is that the leader immortal joined hands with qingshanzong to kill immortal Bai!

Thinking of this, hundreds of lines of sight subconsciously fell on the cloud ship in front, but did not see the tall figure.

I don't know when Tan Zhenzhen left Yunchuan in advance and returned to Yunmeng Mountain.

He first went to the back mountain and met with several hidden elders. He didn't know what to say. Then he stepped down on the cloud and went to the deepest part of the cloud dream array.

Yesterday in Castle Peak, he was forbidden by the ten side demon tower and was seriously injured. I don't know why he didn't hurry to heal after returning to Yunmeng, but he wanted to do these things.

The clouds drifted slowly, revealing the huge and terrible figure of Kirin.

Tan Zhenzhen looked at Kirin quietly, his eyes were gentle and indifferent, and the wrinkles on his broad forehead had long disappeared.

His eyes were strange, as if looking at other places, even other times.

Of course, he can't see the Kirin, but the man.

——Or the cloud that never dispersed.

He used to be a martial brother and sister, and later a Taoist couple. He has been with him for hundreds of years. Originally, he has never really known each other, but some are just calculations hidden in the deepest place.

Bai Zhenren's idea was deeper and started earlier than him, so he didn't lose unjustly. Moreover, if he wasn't persuaded by Jingyang immortal, how could she count him?

Now I think that the cloud and fog Taoist method can be broken by the ten side demon tower. Should it be that she let Qilin slip his tongue more than 300 years ago?

"How is sister yuan now?" Asked Tan Zhenren.

Qilin said, "why do you have to show hypocritical concern at this time? I don't care about your family affairs. I just want to ask why you gave Jingyun clock to Jingyang?"

Tan Zhenzhen said, "I didn't give it to him, but to Tong Yan."

Qilin was surprised and said, "you want to pass the leader to the traitor?"

Tan Zhenren said, "Zaoer is still sleeping in Dayuan city. I don't know when he will wake up and whether he can wake up. Who else can I pass on except Tong Yan?"

This is part of his agreement with well nine.

But until now, Tong Yan doesn't know. Jing Jiu sold him back from qingshanzong to Zhongzhou.

Qilin's eyes lit up with two faint fires and said, "the traitor dares to give Jing Yunzhong to Jing Yang. Do you think I will allow him to come back? Will you allow him to be the leader? "

Tan Zhenzhen said, "I'm the leader of Zhongzhou school. You don't count."

Qilin laughed wildly and said, "have you ever thought that now that jingyunzhong is in Jingyang, you are seriously injured again. I can swallow you in one bite?"

The real man said, "what do you think this is?"

The voice fell, and an ancient bell appeared in his palm.

It's the Jingyun bell.

Qilin's eyes suddenly changed and gave a shrill roar.

Not because of fear, but because of anger.

How many times does the same picture appear?

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How fast will it be when you use endless immortal Qi to practice heaven and earth evasion?

The warm radiance of spring, hidden in the misty and distant breath fluctuations, can be hundreds of miles in an instant.

But it is still not as fast as the sword light, even if the trace of the sword light flight has become a little crooked, not as vertical and horizontal as in the beginning.

Guocheng temple is very close to the East China Sea.

When Tong Yan answered the first question of the master of Shuiyue nunnery, immortal Bai came to the temple with the sun, turned into a mist in the pine forest, and then appeared in front of a Zen room.

This meditation room is called Baishan, which is the place where immortal Taiping and Xuanyin ancestors listened to the Scriptures.

Yesterday, immortal Taiping died, ancestor Xuanyin died, and the first lecture hall of Guocheng Temple died. She is still alive.

Immortal Bai walked into the meditation room and quietly looked at the Buddha statue. He didn't know what he was thinking.

The bell sounds melodious and reverberates in the temple. The sound of scriptures makes the spring more organized.

A few years ago, the old abbot of Guocheng temple had passed away. Zen was far away in the snow field. No monk in the temple could perceive her arrival.

Those bells and sutras can cover her breath and give her a little rest.

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There is a vegetable garden outside Guocheng temple.

There are abandoned houses in the vegetable garden.

There is only half of the pickle jar left in the house.

The sword light flashed and went up along the cliff.

A small round hole was left on the yellow wall of the temple.

There was a breeze in the back kitchen.

Several cracks appeared on the stone beast in a hall.

The stone tower in the quiet garden was illuminated by the sword light.

Jing Jiu showed his figure, reached out and touched the stone tower, looking out at the many temples.

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The bell soon stopped.

Jingsheng lasted a long time.

I don't know if it's the chance mentioned by Zen or the feeling of the great changes in heaven and earth yesterday. The monks read the "three thousand great vows" this morning.

The last sentence of this Scripture is: the supreme subtle Dharma, a hundred thousand from the meaning of robbery.

When this scripture floated away with the wind, Jing Jiu and immortal Bai met again.

There is a stone terrace outside the Baishan Buddhist temple. On the other side of the stone terrace is the Tallinn of Guocheng temple, which buries the great virtues of eminent monks of all dynasties.

The old abbot who died a few years ago was in the new tower in front.

If Immortal Taiping had stayed here as abbot, he would probably have his own stone pagoda.

Jingjiu flicked his finger and the ancient clock in a temple in the distance was sounded.

The bell rang again, alerting the monks in Guocheng temple.

Several clear lights floated from the temple tower forest and gradually gathered together, like a cassock moving with the wind, which is the mountain gate array.

Immortal Bai used heaven and earth to escape, and it was difficult to leave.

She didn't mean to leave. She carried her hands, raised her face and closed her eyes. It seemed that the bell sounded very good.

Hundreds of monks came and surrounded Tallinn.

Well nine waved his hand.

The monks knew what he meant and retreated outside uneasily.

For some reason, he didn't directly turn into the sword light and cut the white immortal more than ten feet away into pieces.

Immortal Bai didn't do it either.

Two people stood quietly in the Tallinn.

A breeze came with the unique faint fragrance of pine trees, affecting white clothes and white skirts.

Pa Pa Pa, countless slight crisp sounds sounded from the depths of Jing Jiu and Bai immortal's body.

Countless cracks appeared on the surface of the stone tower, and all the weeds on the ground became fragments. The Buddha statues in the quiet room of Baishan Mountain peeled off a lot in a very short time.

Even the mountain gate array in the sky had a very strong reaction. The cassock composed of emptiness was torn several holes, and the sun fell down in this way, shining the stone pagodas into statues on the chessboard.

Feeling the terrible breath floating in the temple, the monks of Guocheng Temple kept proclaiming the Buddha's name with a compassionate look on their faces.

The breath is neither sword nor Taoist Xuangong. It has a clear sense of damage. It is the injury of Jing Jiu and immortal Bai.

Immortal Bai opened his eyes and said, "how long can you walk?"

Well nine said, "I don't know."

When they were in the West Sea, Jingjiu and Nanxu had a lot of conversations with divine knowledge in a very short time. He and Xueji had such exchanges.

Today, he and Bai Zhenren are really talking.

No deep meaning, just because they are very tired at this time.

One day and one night, they were extremely tired and seriously injured.

Immortal Bai's wound kept flowing with golden light. If Immortal Li hadn't protected Daoxin, she would die by the East China Sea.

Well nine is nothing different, but how can it be better to be hit by immortal books in the tomb of Tianshou mountain?

Immortal Bai looked at him and said, "is it qingshanzong or Jingjia? Your influence on Guocheng temple is greater than I thought."

Well nine said, "so you shouldn't choose here."

Bai Zhenzhen said: "it is said that Liu shisui once lived here for many years. Your senior brother has been Abbot here for many years, and your brother is buried here."

Well nine said: "good."

Immortal Bai said, "when you came here, did you think of a lot of past events? Have you ever thought that only those who are dying will do so? "

Well nine said, "where does your faith come from?"

Immortal Bai looked at the spring in the sky and suddenly asked, "what do you think it is?"

When he asked about the meeting, Jing Jiu went to qingtianjianli.

He was accompanied by many young talents, such as how Kan and the friend of sanxiu surnamed Jiang.

By the canal of that poor village in the country of Zhao, the two children once pointed to the sun in the sky and asked similar questions.

The sun in the blue sky mirror is not a real sun, but a pearl.

So even children know that the world they live in is false.

Why did immortal Bai suddenly ask this question? What answer does she want to hear? This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.