The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 11: Like a flower

　　Nan Songting is surrounded by foreign disciples who practice hard.

　　 When they punched, they seemed to be powerful and majestic, but in fact they were very careful-they required extreme precision in control, which is the requirement of the entry technique, and at first, when a fellow student missed and broke an ancient tree branch , The faces of the deacons were very ugly.

　　 Those deacons were also disciples of the outer sect back then, only because they failed to enter the inner sect to practice, they have now stayed in Nansong Pavilion as deacons, so naturally they will not be afraid of them.

　　 Suddenly hearing a click, a thick branch fell down.

　　 A disciple retracted his slightly numb fist and stared blankly at a certain place, completely forgetting the existence of the deacons.

With a muffled sound, an ancient tree was punched with a shallow hole, the bark was splashing, and the disciple withdrew his bleeding fist, as if he didn't feel the pain at all.

　　 The famous disciple who was leaning on the slacks and lunges directly sat down on the ground.

　　 Similar scenes occurred in many places at the same time, and the woods were chaotic.

　　 Immediately afterwards, a lot of discussion sounded.

　　 "What's the matter?"

　　 "What are you looking at?"

　　 "It's coming out!"

　　 "That man came out!"

　　The fist wind between the cliffs gradually disappeared, and the white smoke also dissipated by itself, suddenly becoming abnormally quiet.

　　 A few deacons walked out of the training hall with puzzled faces, and followed the eyes of the disciples to look somewhere, their expressions also changed slightly.

　　 The mountain breeze is blowing, the grass is moving slightly, and the white clothes are fluttering. That person actually left the courtyard?

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　　 It has been ten days since entering Nanshan Gate, Jing Jiu has never appeared in front of others.

　　 For these disciples among the cliffs, this boy in white clothes is very mysterious and weird.

　　 Today was actually the first time he left the courtyard, which naturally attracted countless surprised and curious eyes.

　　 Watched by so many gazes, Jing Jiu didn’t care at all. He walked through the woods with his hands on his back and walked towards the sword hall.

　　 There was a young girl with beautiful eyes plucked up courage and said, "Hello, Junior Brother Jing."

　　 Jing Jiu glanced at her, confirmed that he did not know the other person, did not stop, and continued to move forward.

　　Looking at this scene, someone said angrily: "I don't even want to nod?"

　　 The girl quickly said: "Junior brother nodded."

　　's words are indeed correct. Many disciples nearby can see clearly, and Jing Jiu indeed nodded.

　　 It’s just that the amount of his nod is too small. It looks like a stone was blown by the wind for a moment. If you don’t look closely, it’s really hard to find.

　　 "Is that a nod or alms?" A disciple said with a sneer: "Good-looking, rich in the family, you can be high, so proud? He didn't want to think that our Qingshan Sect is a place of practice, and there are all kinds of things in the world. What's the use? Where does he still have the qualifications to be proud. Now the ten-year-old junior is the most remarkable person. The servant at the beginning suddenly turned into an object he couldn't reach. He must feel very humiliated, so these geniuses refused to come out."

　　 There are many opinions about Jing Jiu's refusal to leave the courtyard. Some say that he is lazy, and more disciples still hold this view.

　　 The girl who greeted Jing Jiu wanted to explain a few words for him, but she didn't know what to say, because she didn't know what to say.

　　Whoever it is, it would be embarrassing or even humiliating to be in a situation like Jing Jiu.

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　　 In the sword hall, more than a dozen disciples were sitting on the floor.

　　 Xue Yongge, who has a background, sits in a conspicuous position, but he is not the central figure. The disciples, including him, actually sit around Liu Shisui.

　　 Everyone should have difficulty communicating and practicing. Obviously, this is not the first time that such a scene has happened. Liu Shisui's little face does not have much tension.

　　 Listening to him speaking in a childish voice about his preparation for breaking the realm, there were smiles on the faces of the disciples, and they did not deliberately please, they were absolutely respected.

　　 The two teenage disciples looked at Liu Shisui's eyes, and there was even a feeling of admiration.

　　 Although Master Lu and Liu Shisui did not say anything, some disciples guessed that Liu Shisui had successfully entered the realm of holding the gods.

　　 It was shocking to enter the state of holding gods in such a short period of time, at such a young age.

　　Who knows where this natural Taoist can go in the future?

　　 "Come here."

　　 A calm and lacking emotional ups and downs sounded, breaking the tranquil and focused atmosphere in the sword hall.

　　The disciples looked back at the entrance of the sword hall and saw that the falling sunlight was blown into a beautiful halo by a white dress.

　　 The two girls were very surprised, they almost exhaled softly, and quickly covered their mouths.

　　The reaction of the male disciples was much slower than that of the two girls. It took a while before they woke up and found that the person here was actually Jing Jiu.

　　 The emotions of the people looking at Jing Jiu are very complicated. In addition to surprise, those sights also contain sympathy, pity, and mockery, as well as a bit of disgust and displeasure.

　　 Just as the disciple in the woods said, the disciples of Nansong Pavilion believed that Jing Jiu refused to leave the courtyard because Liu Shisui had performed so well, but why did he come out today?

　　 Xue Yongge looked at Jing Jiu with a sneer and said, "Didn't you see us discussing practice homework? Also, who are you talking to? Come over? Who do you think you are? You still think of yourself as a master?" /

　　 No one caters to Xue Yongge’s words, even his own voice is getting softer and softer, until he disappears, because what he most wants to see, Liu Shisui was moved by his words, his face flushed and he refused to pay attention. Jing Jiu's picture did not happen.

　　When he said this, Liu Shisui had already ran to Jing Jiu and said, "My son, you are finally willing to come out!"

　　 Everyone can see that he is really happy, his small face is full of smiles, like flowers.

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　　 Back in Jing Jiu’s courtyard, Liu Shisui was still in a state of excitement, and kept asking him why he would come out today, and if he would go out often in the future, did he finally figure it out and prepare to practice.

　　 Jing Jiu felt that the child was a little noisy for the first time, and raised his right hand.

　　 Liu Shisui quickly shut his mouth.

　　 "After you left in the morning, I remembered that I had forgotten one thing, so I called you."

　　 Jing Jiu thought for a while, and rarely explained: "I didn't refuse to leave the yard, I was too lazy to get out."

　　 Liu Shisui nodded repeatedly, expressing that he understood, and curiously asked: "What can I do for the son?"

　　 Jing Jiu said: "You have already broken the border?"

　　 Liu Shisui did not dare to look directly into his eyes, lowered his head and said: "The fairy won't let me say..."

　　Master Lu refused to let him say that he was afraid of affecting the cultivation of other disciples. A genius like him might inspire fellow students to forge ahead, and it is very likely to undermine their confidence.

　　 Liu Shisui didn't tell Jing Jiu, besides this reason, he had other ideas.

　　 In the past few days, he has heard a lot of discussions, consciously or unconsciously. The praise from his fellow students made him very happy, but the mocking of the son made him very uncomfortable.

　　 He can't judge whether the arguments are true or not. If that is the case, will the son be stimulated by his success?

　　 He also knows that his thoughts are a bit naive, the son is knowledgeable, omniscient, but a bit lazy, how can he care about these, just in case...

　　 "Drink this cup of tea."

　　 Jing Jiu didn't think about what the little guy was thinking. He just wanted to finish this thing as soon as possible, and then go to find the stuff to kill the time in the past few days.

　　 Liu Shisui took the tea and asked: "What's in the tea?"

　　 Jing Jiu left the courtyard for the first time and called him back. Naturally, this cup of tea could not be ordinary tea.

　　 "I melted a pill in it, which will help you stabilize the state of holding the gods."

　　 Jing Jiu didn't tell the little guy that there was an extremely precious Purple Profound Pill in this cup of tea, nor did he warn him not to tell him about it.

　　 Liu Shisui did not drink tea, and looked at him with a bitter face and said: "The immortal master also gave a few pills, will the power of the medicine conflict?"

　　 Jing Jiu said: "Those are too bad, no matter if you don't eat them."

　　 Liu Shisui screamed, without asking anything, drank the tea in the cup.

　　 is obviously helping him, watching him drink tea without hesitation, Jing Jiu feels a little happy for some reason.

　　 After waking up in that cave, the boy in white has not been happy for a long time.

　　 "I’m in a good mood today... well, it’s actually quite ordinary, but... boring, yes, boring."

　　 Jing Jiu said, "Ask me if you don’t understand."

　　 The cultivation of external disciples of the Green Mountain School is very strange, just throw away this introductory method and never care about it. Although Liu Shisui is a natural Taoist species~IndoMTL.com~, after all, he is new to practice and has many difficulties in practice. He wanted to ask Jing Jiu a long time ago, just like he did in the village, but he didn't dare. At this time, he found that Jing Jiu was in a really good mood. Of course, it could also be that he was really bored, and he was willing to miss this opportunity.

　　 "Okay!"

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　　 One asks, the other answers. If so, the person keeps going back and forth, the sun is gradually slanting, the shadow of the tree grows, and the twilight has arrived.

　　 Liu Shisui finally solved all the difficulties in spiritual practice.

　　 Jing Jiu's answer is like the sharpest sword light in the world, easily cutting off the most complicated relationship, and letting the true face of practice appear. It turned out to be that simple and clear.

　　 Looking at Jing Jiu, Liu Shisui's eyes were full of admiration. He knew that the son was great, but he didn't know that the son was so great. Now that I think about it, his worries are really naive and naive.

　　According to usual habits, Liu Shisui took out the Huangjingbing and dried fruit distributed by the deacon, shared it with Jing Jiu, and prepared to go back.

　　 Today Jing Jiu let him stay a little longer.

　　 He looked into Liu Shisui’s eyes and said calmly: "Actually, I have something to ask you."

　　 Liu Shisui was a little surprised, and said, "What's the matter?"

　　 Jing Jiu said: "Why did you do this?"

　　 Liu Shisui thought for a while, only to understand what he was talking about, and said: "The son is to me..."

　　 Jing Jiu raised his hand.

　　 Liu Shisui quickly stopped.

　　 What he wants to ask has nothing to do with those discussions, but with other things.

　　 "You are smart, kind, with a persevering temperament that does not match your age, and you have a naive but firm view of right and wrong."

　　 Jing Jiu looked into his eyes and said, "Then why are you staying with me?"