The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 16: Gently wave the right hand once, without taking away a particle of dust


A stick, a tiger, a chicken, and a bug.

Jing Jiu, Fire Carp, Cicada, and some mosquitoes.

A small victory is usually a victory of willpower, but if it is extremely small, victory will be much easier.

With the strength of the fire carp, it is not necessarily afraid of those mosquitoes, even those mosquitoes in the Demon Suppression Prison that Ada Liu finds very difficult.

The most critical problem is that it doesn’t know what those invisible things are.

The unknown will greatly amplify fear, not to mention that it has never left the center of the earth, has not fully grown up, and is a little scared of shadows.

Jing Jiu did not speak, and it seemed that he was not prepared to say more to Huo Li.

The fire carp was wagging its tail and stepped back several tens of feet, appearing very vigilant, ready to jump into the lava river again at any time, and said: "If I spread the news of your collusion with the Underworld, you will be ruined and die. There is no burial place!"

Listening to these weak threats, Jing Jiu thought about something else.

Even if the Zhongzhou School sends people to see it every six hundred years, why does this fire carp speak so smoothly?

The most puzzled thing is that he always feels that the tone of the fire carp is always familiar.

The atmosphere in the cave didn't become more tense because of his silence, it was just a little embarrassing.

The embarrassment is all about fire carp.

It doesn't want to do anything at all at this time.

The problem is that as a Zhongzhou faction worshipper, it seems too embarrassing to let this Qingshan disciple leave without saying a word.

Huo Lei suddenly thought of a way and yelled happily: "Hey, buddy, otherwise. You do me a favor, then I'm not going to deal with the benefactor, so how about letting it go?"

Jing Jiu thought this was really reasonable, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The fire carp turned around in the air, showing its dorsal fin, and said: "I was bathing in the river yesterday. I was too jubilant. I accidentally bit my back with my mouth. You know, like me. The king, nothing can hurt me except himself..."

Jing Jiu said, "Shall I heal you?"

The fire carp turned around and said: "Yes, yes, of course, you can cure it whatever you want. I didn't expect you to cure it. It's just a matter of mind."

How can you bite your back? It is not a giraffe.

This must be a lie.

It just didn't want to say that it was defeated by that strange and terrible piece of broken flag, that would be too embarrassing.

The most disliked thing about King Huo Lei is shame.

It is the same for Jing Jiu to heal himself. It does not seek to be cured, but only to have a step back for both sides.

Since then, the mountains are high and the water is long, and the sea and the sky are broad.

Jing Jiu walked to the riverside and looked at the back of the fire carp, and found that its tail fin was indeed injured, and the surrounding scales were slightly lifted, and some were even scorched.

He was a little puzzled, thinking that someone could actually go deep into the heart of the Soul Gathering Valley and hurt it, and the fire technique was actually used.

Jing Jiu can't cure diseases, but he has certain experience in treating injuries. After all, a sword that has been sharpened for so long.

He stepped into the air and landed gently on the fire carp's back.

The fire carp was a little surprised, wondering if you can really heal the injury?

Jing Jiu stretched out his right hand and began to remove the scales that had been necrotic and scorched.

The scales are very hard, even his right hand, it takes some effort to remove it.

He felt that these scales were familiar, and when he saw that there were obvious old wounds in front of him, he finally wanted to understand something.

It turns out that the magic weapon I grabbed from the evil repairer was made from the scales of this fire carp.

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A huge golden carp is suspended above the lava river.

A man squatting on the back of the golden carp.

What the man is doing non-stop.

This picture is wonderful and magnificent, but if you think about it carefully, what is the difference between a starling standing on a bison's back and helping it eat parasites?

Thinking of Jing Jiu's identity is indeed a bit humiliating, at least a bit annoyed. But he did it quietly, because he also needed a step to leave, safety is always the first thing, and the scales of the fire carp can help him sharpen his sword, so why not?

What really made him a little regretful was that he couldn't use the intact fish scales to sharpen the sword. Those fish scales exuded a metallic luster and were obviously extremely hard. However, they were tightly attached to the body of the fire carp, let alone grinding. The sword, even a little bit of force, will make the fire carp painful, so he can only rub his right hand twice while removing the burnt and dead fish scales, but those scales have been injured by some kind of fire poison, and they are extremely brittle and far away. Not as easy to use as the magic weapon of evil cultivation.

It didn't take long for him to remove all the damaged scales on the fire carp's back that made it uncomfortable or even painful, and returned to the shore.

The fire carp wiggled its tail and turned around a few times quickly. It felt a lot lighter, and couldn't help but feel very happy. He said, "Take advantage of this moment when the king is in a good mood. The king has some regrets."

Jing Jiu also has some regrets. If this fire carp is raised in a ground fire for more than 6,000 years and is fully grown-up, he can use the scales on the opponent to sharpen his sword, so that it will not be hurt, but it will be a little bit painful. Just coax.

He suddenly thought of a possibility and asked: "You said you haven't been to Yunmeng Mountain, have you been to other places?"

A sad emotion appeared in Huo Lei's eyes, and said: "I can only stay in the ground fire before I am an adult, and I have never been anywhere."

That's it.

Jing Jiu thought that there is an extremely cold vein below Shang Defeng, but there is no fire vein in the green mountains, so it really can't be supported.

It's a pity.

Otherwise, I don’t have to ask the bad-tempered Master Tai Lu, there is one more fish at the summit of Shenmo, and one more guard at Qingshan.

Huo Lei felt his emotions, but didn't know what caused his emotions. He thought he was sorry for himself, thinking that this Qingshan disciple is very good.

Jing Jiu raised his right hand and flew towards the ground. When he entered the cliff, he looked back at Huo Li with a pity.

The fire carp shook its tail twice, and was a little reluctant.

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In the early spring, the Lengshan Mountains are still cold, the wasteland is still desolate, and the four wilds are quiet, not to mention the bison and the cattle and starlings, not even bugs can be seen.

Such lifelessness, naturally, it cannot be all the relationship of the sky, but it is related to the disciples of the Xuan Yin cult scattered in the wilderness.

The main altar of the Wind Knife Sect is in Juye City, but they must fully defend the movement on the snowy field. The Kunlun faction is strong in the outside world and can't pay attention to the movement on the Lengshan side. Quickly, getting more and more arrogant and arrogant, I actually have a faint feeling of that year.

According to the truth, there are signs of the revival of evil factions in the north. As the leader of the right way, the Zhongzhou faction has an unshirkable responsibility and should start to deal with it. However, in recent years, there have been continuous accidents in Yunmeng Mountain. The urn was given to Jing Jiu, and Qing Tianjian ran away on his own. How could the two real people be in the mood to pay attention to these nosy matters.

During this period of time, there was another change in the snowy field. The Xuanyin Sect's behavior in Lengshan became more unconcealed, and he felt a little upright. This time, the Xuanyin sect leader who claimed to be the King of Ming led most of the masters and thousands of cultists to plant an extremely powerful formation on this wasteland, searching everywhere, seeming to be looking for something.

A disciple of the Xuan Yin teacher stood on the yellow meadow, rubbed his a little sour eyes, and confirmed that there were no traces, looked more than ten miles away, and said through the magic weapon: "You can find What?"

The same door's voice came from the artifact: "Nothing."

Immediately afterwards, another colleague's voice rang: "I heard that that guy has been hiding underground for almost two years, so how can we find it?"

A group of three Xuanyin cultists are responsible for searching an area.

According to the rules set by the leader himself, the three believers are strictly forbidden to approach each other this time, and must maintain a distance of more than ten miles.

This is not to prevent them from competing for merit, but to avoid a situation where three people are instantly killed by the enemy, so that no warning can be issued.

The three believers, like all the same sects, have been searching in the cold mountain for several days, and they have not gained any results. They are tired and tired, and it is inevitable that there are some complaints.

In the past few years, they must get together, light a fire, drink some small wine, and talk bad things about the elders in the preaching, and the time will be much easier.

But now they have no such good days. The magical tools they carry can determine and record their location. If afterwards, the senior officials find out that they have been close, they will be greeted by unimaginable tragic canon handling.

Fortunately, the artifact can talk, and they can pass the time through chat. Because they don't know whether the artifact can record the sound, they naturally dare not say bad things about the elders, so they can only say some real gossip.

"What do you know? The master leader personally took the action. It is said that even the Fire King was alarmed and forced that person out of the ground, so we are here to look for it."

"Speaking of which, why did the Zhongzhou faction drive that person out of the mountain gate? I heard that that person is very famous."

"Who knows, in my opinion, that person should have stolen some treasure from Zhongzhou Sect."

"Hahahaha! I don't think I stole the baby. Could it be that I stole the wife."

"Really an ignorant guy! His master is the real Bai, so there is no teacher, besides, no one in the north knows that he likes Fairy Bai Zao."

"Then why does he want to run? To become a son-in-law of Chenglong Kuaishou in the future, doesn't it mean anything?"

"You are really ignorant to say that you are ignorant and ignorant! No one in the entire Chaotian Continent knows that Fairy Bai Zao likes Qingshan Jingjiu."

Three Xuanyin cultists chatted with gusto in the instruments, completely forgetting what might be recorded.

Suddenly, the chatting voice in the artifact stopped, and it sounded again after a while.

"Did you feel the ground shake?"

"There was... a little bit terrible shaking."

"My side is okay, that seems to be your side, so be careful."

"Stop talking! I'm really scared."

"Hahahaha, what's so scary about, there are fire veins everywhere under Lengshan, how many vibrations are there any day?"

"You know what a fart! Grandpa Fire Lord heard that he is right in this underground! Don't forget that he suffered a big loss from the leader a few days ago."

"What you said makes sense, the leaders and elders are naturally not afraid, but if we are unlucky to meet, it will not be immediately wiped out."

"Meng Lao Si, you said that, I am really a little scared, Qiao Chen, since your side is more shocked, be careful."

"Qiao Chen...Did you hear that?"

"Old Joe? Are you okay?"

"Old Joe!"

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The Xuanyin cultist named Qiao Chen didn't reply, because he was in a daze at this moment, and he didn't hear the sound from the artifact at all.

Suddenly there was a round black hole on the surface of the wasteland in front of him. The opening of the hole was not very big, just enough to accommodate one person in and out.

The smoke gradually fell, and a person appeared in front of him.

The man dressed in white, covered in mud, looked a little embarrassed.

"Where is this?"

The man stood on the ground and jumped.

The dirt, sand and rocks are like dewdrops on the lotus leaf, they can no longer adhere, and the bones rolled down.

Even the slightest dust~IndoMTL.com~ can't stay on him.

"This is...Lengshan."

Qiao Chen's voice trembled slightly, and then he saw the cleaned face of the man, and suddenly woke up, shouting at the magic weapon: "Run, it's a well..."

Jing Jiu waved his right hand.

His voice stopped abruptly.

The next moment, his head fell, and he rolled out on the ground all the way.

The universe front emerged from the universe, broke through the wind, and instantly came more than ten miles away, cutting off the head of another Xuan Yin cultist.

It's exactly the same.

Jing Jiu's body disappeared in place.

When he came more than ten miles away in the other direction, the Xuanyin Cultist named Meng Laosi was still tilting his head and listening to the words in the artifact.

The Xuanyin Cultist named Qiao Chen is dead, but the voice just came out of the artifact.

"...well."

Jing Jiu waved.

Meng Lao Si is also dead.

Jing Jiu glanced at his right hand and nodded somewhat satisfied.

From summer to autumn, from autumn to winter, and then to early spring, after so long, the sharpness finally became sharper.

The sharper the sword, the faster his Netherworld Sword will be.

The universe front returned silently.

He reached down and took it off and walked forward.

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(This chapter is saved, and I wrote it bravely last night, because today I have to be busy all day, this does not mean that I can update it on time tomorrow, nor does it mean that it can be updated every day, and that it is fun to write. Shaking my head and shaking my head, I really appreciate the relaxed self who can write such chapters sometimes......)

(End of this chapter)

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