The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 10: Beheading

This won?

Why did this win?

Zuo Rusui almost yelled this sentence, but looking at the expressions of Zhao Layue and others, watching the complicated expression on the head buried by Shen Yun, he forcibly swallowed this sentence back, but there was still a lot of disagreement. untie.

The child hobbled all the way to the wheelchair, and the wheelchair kept retreating, and now the child jumped up. This is supposed to be spectacular, and it is indeed a spectacular sword fight... just like this?

"You didn't use Nanxi's sword and ghost art, but the spirit is separated, why can you be so strong?"

Shen Qingshan looked at the child on his lap and asked, "Can this road really go through?"

"We are all walking the same way."

The child looked at him and said, "It's just that I walked farther than you."

The other shore is not the end of the avenue, it's just a small river.

There are countless mountains on the other side of the river, and everyone is climbing.

There may be many roads up the mountain, but the peaks are all the same.

Regardless of whether it is an active or passive choice, it seems that until now, it seems that you have to gradually move away from reality.

Shen Qingshan's body is already old and unable to find the perfect way to transfer his soul, so he chose to put his consciousness in the sword formation of all things, but he still retains a part of his body and dare not leave completely.

Maybe because of fear of unknown existence, maybe because he still has time.

"Why can you?" Shen Qingshan asked.

The child said: "After you left, Chaotian Continent showed many great characters, such as Nanxu, Taiping Brothers, and the former Emperor Hades. All their ways fell on me, so I walked better than you. Is more stable and resolute."

The way they talked about in this conversation is just not the way of the body.

In short, that sentence.

"Take off your clothes and go..."

Shen Qingshan meditated for a while and said: "I remember, people said the same thing here hundreds of thousands of years ago."

Huaxi sat on the small bench and said: "Not here, but another mountain."

"Oh, that's another mountain."

Shen Qingshan said to the child: "You may not know that this island was also a mountain many thousands of years ago. We are on the top of the mountain. Human civilization keeps reincarnation. I don't know how many times the surface of the ancestor star has been destroyed... "

The child did not speak or urge, even though his body was already faded away.

"If you can survive, there are some things you should look at, and then... try to let humans live."

Shen Qingshan looked at the child and said, "If you think you are a human being."

"What about you?" Huaxi suddenly raised his head and looked at him blankly and said: "You don't care? Didn't you say you can solve all problems back then?"

Shen Qingshan said: "I found an ancient poem at a certain site a few years ago."

Everyone wondered when is this, you still have the mood to read poems?

Shen Qingshan will naturally ignore these people.

He looked at the soul in the deepest part of Huaxi's eyes, and muttered softly.

"I return the stone to the stone, so that the victory of victory, the barley tonight belongs only to him.

Everything is growing

Tonight I only have the beautiful Gobi

Empty empty

Sister, I don't care about humans tonight, I just miss you. "(Note)

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Sister?

Is this what Shen Qingshan called the girl after he soared and left Chaotian Continent and came to this world? From the age of survival, of course there is nothing wrong with this name, but... I don't know how many stories happened back then.

The island is silent.

The sword intent is still floating between the sky and the earth.

Hua Xi's eyelashes trembled, and then let go of her hand weakly.

She has been holding the stone picked up by the sea in her hand.

The stone came from the moon, it was incomplete and slightly focussed, and one corner was very sharp.

She hid the stone in Little's hands for a long time.

"Sorry."

She said to Shen Qingshan: "When they threatened you with me, I was not willing to kill myself."

Shen Qingshan said: "If I had visible endless life like you, I wouldn't do that either."

Hua Xi laughed at herself and said: "Do you think I can still live?"

Shen Qingshan said: "Based on what I know about Qingshan disciples, what I promised can generally be done when you have no threat to them. So you should be able to live, and I wish you many years."

"Yes." Zhao Layue said from a distance: "You will live."

Liu Shisui continued: "This is our promise."

Shen Qingshan looked at the child on his lap and said: "Look, you said that the Qingshan Sect has nothing to do with me, you are wrong."

The child said: "Maybe. She will indeed live, and you will die."

Shen Qingshan laughed and said: "Back then, I used my sword to enlighten Dao for hundreds of years and then established a sect. Daoism has gradually deepened, and a certain question in my heart has also become deeper and deeper. I traveled from the mountain to the mainland and searched for those new sects. , Ask when you meet someone."

"What's the problem?" Jing Jiu said.

Shen Qingshan said: "I asked those people, do you want to die?"

Hearing these words, everyone naturally remembered the famous mantra of the Qingshan School, and their expressions changed slightly.

Shen Qingshan went on to say: "I really want to know the answer to this question, but most ascetics feel that I'm humiliating them, so they don’t have to do a game, so they died and I was thinking Do they really want to die?"

The faces of everyone became more exciting.

They didn't know until today that the famous mantra of Qingshan School actually came from this.

The fierce name of the Green Mountain Sect is also from those **** winds.

"Who would want to die? If you don't want to die, why don't you try to stay alive?"

Shen Qingshan looked at the child and said, “I didn’t know until many years later that this has nothing to do with talents and rules. It’s just that even if you keep alive, you will get old, and when you get old, you naturally want to die. Up."

Zuo Rusui's gaze fell on his lap, thinking about the scenes he had seen over the past year, a little sad.

"My body doesn't feel anything, it's more terrifying than aging."

The child said to Shen Qingshan: "But I still don't want to die."

"Although I don't know what your reason for living is, you are indeed stronger than me."

Shen Qingshan said: "But now I am not afraid of death anyway, so come on."

When the voice fell, the young woodcutter's hatchet finally fell.

Nothing is heard, the blade slashed through nothingness.

The child rushed into Shen Qingshan's arms and disappeared without a trace.

The young woodcutter retracted his chopping knife and inserted it into his belt. He glanced at Shen Qingshan reluctantly, then turned and walked into the sword.

The sky full of sword intent suddenly disappeared.

It's calm and the waves are calm.

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Zuo Rusui understands.

Everyone understands.

Why Shen Qingshan didn't dare to let that child get close to him.

The kid is in his body right now.

This is the seizure.

Jing Jiu never thought of making this aging body the third residence of his soul.

He just wants to destroy this body, and then destroy the source of that divine consciousness, and completely kill the opponent.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

The childish voice of the child floated between the sky and the earth.

Shen Qingshan said: "I'll talk about it later. What I want to know now is, if you take off your clothes, can you still wear it?"

The child said: "I plan to wear it for a few more days, and then I won't wear it."

Shen Qingshan didn't say anything.

How is Jing Jiu going to kill him?

Fuji sword broke through the air and flew to the wheelchair.

Shen Qingshan stretched out his hand to hold the hilt, lay it across his neck, and lightly cut.

There is a soft snap.

His head fell into the sink.

The headless body gradually dissolves in the wheelchair, turning into sand grains and being blown away by the wind.

The child appeared in the wheelchair.

Compared with his body, the wheelchair is large, empty, and deserted.

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The island is quiet, but there is the sound of water.

That is Shen Qingshan's head up and down in the pool.

Those fish that he rarely caught, avoiding to the four corners in horror, I don’t know if they will rush over afterwards~IndoMTL.com~Heavy footsteps sounded on the beach, and the tattered robot finally moved. Ran to the pool.

The robot leaned forward awkwardly, seeming to want to see the picture clearly inside.

There was no cover in the control room, and Shen Yun's buried head fell into the water with a plop.

Father and son's heads are floating on the surface of the water, not far or near, eyes facing each other.

Shen Yunjian wanted to complain about why he didn't confess his last words to him, but said to the little girl. He opened his mouth and gulped a few mouthfuls of water in the pool, and quickly looked up at the sky to avoid uncomfortable water in his nose.

"Hey! Do you hurt?" He asked, looking at the sky.

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(Note: An excerpt from Haizi's poem "Tonight I'm in Delingha". I know this has been used badly, but it is really suitable for use among them, so I hesitated for half a year and decided to use it. This At that time, I still care about doing so much.)