The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 20: The magic weapon of the heavenly rank who can’t fight, the persistent ugly duckling
Jing Jiu quietly looked at the man on the snow-capped mountain. For some reason, there was some pity in his eyes.
He didn't know that the young Xuanyin leader was Wang Xiaoming. Until that year, when he took Gu Qing through Lengshan, he clearly felt the killing intent in the opponent's sight, so he naturally had the idea of killing the opponent first.
To kill a person, you must first figure out who the other person is. During the time he spent with him in winter, enjoying the spring, summer and autumn, Zhao Layue and Gu Qing checked this person through the roller shutters and other channels, which naturally included those so-called adventures.
As long as there are enough adventures, no matter how bizarre and incredible growth rate can be explained.
But Jing Jiu is too familiar with the feeling of being arranged, the taste of being controlled, and the atmosphere of the game.
The success of Lieyang Banner's re-cultivation made him even more convinced that the person hiding behind the scenes was the senior.
Jing Jiu seems to have been able to see the tragic ending of that young man, either being killed by him, or being played to death by senior brother.
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Wang Xiaoming stood on the edge of the snow-capped mountain cliff, looking at the two people on the ground, shocked, wondering who that person is, he actually knew his greatest secret.
The next moment, he finally saw Jing Jiu's face clearly, and he couldn't help being stunned.
He muttered to himself: "It's actually you?"
Unexpected, shocked and ecstatic, all kinds of emotions impacted his heart, making him forget the cold feeling after being exposed by Jing Jiu.
The corners of his lips twitched slightly, showing a nervous and blunt smile.
The wildfires in his eyes burned more fiercely, just like the blazing sun flags invisible around him, enough to burn everything in the world.
Immediately afterwards, his lips trembled more and more fiercely, and his smile became more and more wild and presumptuous, and he screamed: "It's you! Well..."
Wang Xiaoming's voice suddenly stopped.
Just like that Xuan Yin disciple who has died, it happened to be right there with Tic Tac Toe.
A cold and lonely sword light appeared in front of the snow-capped mountain.
The snow-capped mountains suddenly no longer looked so cold.
There was a clear cry.
The universe front did not know when to go there quietly and cut it down!
Naturally, Wang Xiaoming would not be hacked to death by a sword like that Xuan Yin disciple.
A black banner appeared from the void beside Wang Xiaoming, curled into the wind, like a wave, and shot towards the front of the universe.
The black flag is dim in color, like an abyss, with blood-colored patches smeared on it, but it exudes extremely terrifying heat.
If you want to come, this is the treasure of Xuanyin Sect, the legendary Lieyang banner.
The blazing sun moves.
There seems to be a scorching sun in the snow-capped mountains.
The universe front is brighter.
The Lieyang flag did not really block the cosmic front, and the space around it in the flag shadow forest was distorted.
There is a soft wipe.
The universe front followed the deformed space, brushed the blazing sun, and flew obliquely into the cliff.
After a while, a thunderous sound came from the snowy mountain.
The sword light flew back.
Countless thick snow fell on the other side of the mountain, gradually filling the foothills.
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Jing Jiu stretched out his hand to retract the universe front and looked down.
Tong Yan glanced at him and wondered what he was doing?
This sword is too sudden, not to mention Wang Xiaoming, even he didn't even think of it.
"I don't like to hear ghosts crying and howling wolves."
Jing Jiu confirmed that there is no problem with the universe front, and said: "This flag is indeed powerful. I am not an opponent now."
Tong Yan knew that he was trying the sword, and thought it was really unnecessary. I still need to try before I know?
The Lieyang Banner is the treasure of the Xuanyin Sect. It has a very high rank. It can even be ranked in the top ten in the world of cultivation based on its lethality theory, and its defense is also very strong.
Don't say that the speed of Universe Front is limited. Even if it is the fastest Fusi sword in Qingshan, it is extremely difficult to directly kill Wang Xiaoming if it wants to break through the fiery sun flag.
Through this sword, Jing Jiu judged that the Lieyang Banner was indeed powerful, and Wang Xiaoming had repeated encounters with his magic power, which was only slightly inferior to himself.
The easiest and best way for him to kill Wang Xiaoming is to use a magic weapon of the same order as the Lieyang flag.
As long as the Lieyang flag cannot protect the Lord, it is naturally not difficult to kill Wang Xiaoming.
Jing Jiu looked at Qing Tianjian behind Tong Yan and said, "I will use you to open the way later."
Qing'er suddenly became anxious when she heard this, and flew out of Qingtianjian, saying: "I don't know how to fight."
Jing Jiu said, "Huh?"
"There are many kinds of magic weapons, some of which can shake the sky, some of mystery can enlighten the truth, not all magic weapons can be used for combat."
Tong Yan explained to him, thinking that the teachers in Yunmeng Mountain were right that the Qingshan Sect had no treasures, and they were totally ignorant in this regard.
Jing Jiu thought that if it can't be used to beat people, what is the difference between a heavenly magic weapon and broken bronze iron?
He said to Tong Yan: "Then we will leave first, you stay here, and try to attract more firepower."
Qing'er is very helpless, thinking that you guys who play chess all have this kind of temperament? Abandon your son if you don't agree with each other?
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Wang Xiaoming stood on the edge of the cliff, listening to the endless rumbling of avalanches on the side of Daxue Mountain, feeling the vibration from the soles of his feet, and was silent.
It took him a long time to withdraw his gaze and look at the sword beside Jing Jiu.
The sword of Jing Jiu just now was really fast, and it was very insidious. He had already quietly approached him and attacked until the extreme position that would arouse his alertness. He didn't react at all. If it weren't for the Lieyang Banner to automatically protect the Lord, he would have been injured at this time, and it might even be worse.
In other words, if there were no Lieyang flags, he would definitely not be Jing Jiu's opponent.
This fact makes him a little confused.
After leaving Chaoge City, he cherished infinite hatred and devoted countless time and energy, with the greatest degree of hard work and diligence, through the crystal stones and medicines obtained from the adventure, he also cultivated the same adventure. The best evil way exercises obtained. Counting that he entered the world of cultivation only a few years later than Jing Jiu, he still fell short of the other party today. Is it true that he will never be able to catch up with the other party?
No, that's because Jing Jiu's sword is so good!
I heard that he also had an adventure in Guocheng Temple, and he made a fairy-level flying sword. This sword is what I want to come.
Since there are all adventures, you count the sword as a part of the realm of cultivation, and of course I also want to put the Lieyang flag in, then I have already surpassed you by far!
Thinking about this, he calmed down and said: "Your sword is really extraordinary, and your kendo talent is also extraordinary, but do you know what you are really good at?"
Naturally, Jing Jiu would not pay attention to him, and his gaze fell around the snow-capped mountains, not knowing what he was calculating.
Tong Yan looked very interested and asked: "What is it?"
"What you are really good at is luck. Even if you are a pearl, you are afraid of making a secret investment. I don't know how many people envy you to join Qingshan."
The corners of Wang Xiaoming's lips twitched slightly, and he smiled nervously, and said: "It's a pity that you were out of luck today and I met you."
Jing Jiu knew what this type of person would usually say at this time, and was completely uninterested in it, and didn't listen to a word.
He looked at the Universe Feng in his hand again, and confirmed that the traces left by King Fire Carp's saliva had disappeared, adding a little more confidence in his own thoughts.
Jing Jiu didn't speak, Tong Yan had to continue to play the role of interlocutor in order to delay some time. He looked at Wang Xiaoming on the cliff of the snow-capped mountain, and said with a serious expression: "According to my Zhongzhou faction, you have never hurt the innocent, and have a benevolent heart. Why don't you change your mind and get back to the right?"
"Changing evil and returning to righteousness? Hahahaha!"
Wang Xiaoming laughed loudly, as if he had heard something ridiculous.
"How can there be any difference between good and evil in my eyes? No matter the right way or the evil way, anyone who is a practitioner deserves to die!"
Tong Yan was silent for a while, and said: "It turns out that your Excellency doesn't hurt the innocent, just because those are mortals."
Wang Xiaoming said: "Yes, I never think of myself as a cultivator. Even after practicing these messy things, I am still an ordinary person."
From the look and tone, he was deeply proud of it.
Tong Yan asked: "Where does your hostility towards practitioners come from?"
"You practitioners have oppressed us ordinary people for countless years, but come to ask where our hostility comes from?"
Wang Xiaoming shouted angrily: "We are born to be bullied by you and enslaved by you? Why!"
His shouts echoed in front of the quiet snow-capped mountain, and there was a layer of snow falling down on the other side again, rumbling, as if in response.
Tong Yan was silent for a longer time this time, and said: "After all, their positions are different. You are already a practitioner now, and you should be able to understand the truth."
Wang Xiaoming said in a deep voice: "No, I have already said that, I never think of myself as a practitioner."
Tong Yan looked at his right leg~IndoMTL.com~ and said: "You are now very successful, you can fix your disabled right leg, but you still insist on being a cripple, just to remind yourself not to forget ordinary people. Identity?"
Wang Xiaoming didn't expect that he could see through his own heart, and his voice slightly said: "Yes."
Tong Yan looked at him pityingly and said: "It's a pity that you did this in vain, because you are no longer an ordinary person, you have become the practitioner you hate most."
Wang Xiaoming was irritated by his eyes and repeated words, and said impatiently: "I have already told you, I don't think so."
"The difference between a practitioner and an ordinary person is not the concept, the appearance, the good and evil, or the length of life. The only criterion is whether you can practice."
Tong Yan shook her head and said: "A person who can practice is a person who can practice, and a person who can't practice is a mortal. How do you think it makes no sense."
Jing Jiu gave an um, agreeing.
Such a simple truth, he didn't bother to say it.
A beautiful white swan flies freely at an altitude of 10,000 feet. Just because he misses his mother duck and sisters, he has to say that he is still a duck. This may be true, but it is not a fact.
A person has become a beetle. Of course, he still wants to continue to be a human being. Unfortunately, no one will accept him. He can only take a flower twisted from a branch and sit in the garbage dump, thinking of the past.
If Tong Yan is more mean, you can even ask Wang Xiaoming.
If you insist that you are an ordinary person, not a cultivator, will ordinary people in the world still treat you as the same kind?
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