The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 22: The first flight of the ugly duckling


  Because of running too fast, Liu Shisui dragged his hands behind him, looking like a duck, a little funny and cute.

   Jing Jiu stood there waiting for him, with a smile on his lips.

   Liu Shisui ran to Jing Jiu and stopped.

  Because he ran too fast and stopped too quickly, his feet drew two shallow marks on the grass, his body swayed back and forth, and he finally stood still.

   This picture looks a little funny, and some of the young disciples who are with Jing Jiu can't help but laugh out loud.

   The laughter disappeared soon, and people guessed that this young boy was the legendary natural Taoist species.

   Liu Shisui stood in front of Jing Jiu, with a very excited expression. He stretched out his hand to grab Jing Jiu's hand, but felt wrong, so he quickly closed it back and made a fist.

   "My son, did you come in? You finally came in!"

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  The pedestrian who walked out of the woods couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he looked at this picture.

   You must know that Liu Shisui only knows how to practice swordsmanship on weekdays. His life is very monotonous, his temperament is plain and low-key, and he rarely sees such excitement.

   "Who is this person?" Gu Han asked.

  A disciple said: "Master Gu, this person should be Jing Jiu who is often mentioned in the weekdays at the age of ten."

   Listening to these words, those in the field understand why Liu Shisui is so excited.

   Gu Han looked at Jing Jiu's face and raised his eyebrows slightly, a little unhappy.

   I don’t know if it’s because that face is too beautiful, or because the expression on that face is too calm, which contrasts sharply with Liu Shisui.

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   Just as Jing Jiu was about to speak, a cold voice rang.

  "What are you doing?"

   Jing Jiu looked around and found that the speaker was the disciple of Liang Wangfeng named Gu Han.

   Liu Shisui was startled, and quickly explained: "Master Gu, this is my house..."

   Gu Han didn't let him finish the sentence, and said calmly: "I told you that at such an important moment, nothing can distract you."

The implicit meaning of    is very clear. He doesn't care who Jing Jiu is.

   "Come here to receive the punishment." Gu Han said.

   Jing Jiu glanced at him.

   Liu Shisui hurriedly waved to him, and walked back to the cold body.

   A fat man with a bun stood out from behind Gu Han, holding a cloth-wrapped thing in both hands, he untied the strap with fat and dexterous fingers, revealing the stick inside.

   Looking at this scene, the crowd was in a little uproar. Those who fell on Liu Shisui's eyes had more sympathy, but more envy.

   Those disciples who walked out of the woods also had this emotion in their eyes.

  The stick is not the sword rule of the Qingshan School, but the rule of Liangwangfeng.

   Gu Han wants to punish Liu Shisui with Liangwangfeng’s rules, so it is tantamount to treating Liu Shisui as a direct disciple of Liangwangfeng.

   For the inner sect disciples who are looking forward to being picked up by the Two Forgotten Peaks at the Sword Inheritance Conference, this kind of discipline is indeed an enviable treatment.

  The hard wooden stick fell on Liu Shisui's back, making a heavy muffled noise.

  When he was punished, he naturally couldn't carry the True Essence Bodyguard, and Liu Shisui could only hold on.

   The wooden stick kept falling, and the muffled noise kept ringing.

   Liu Shisui was very painful, his eyes were full of tears, but he still wanted to stand still.

   Looking at this scene, Jing Jiu said nothing.

   Suddenly, he felt something, and when he looked at it, he saw Gu cold and indifferent eyes.

  He looked at each other quietly.

   Liu Shisui noticed the look in his eyes, endured the pain and kept shaking his head, beckoning him not to mess around.

   Jing Jiu was quiet for a while, then turned and walked outside the peak.

   With so many people present, only Gu Han noticed, and when he turned around, he also shook his head.

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   "Enough."

   Gu Han signaled the end of the punishment, and frowned slightly as he looked at the back of Jing Jiu who was going away.

   The fat man retracted the club, wrapped it in a blue cloth carefully, looked along his line of sight, squinted and laughed, but cold light flashed in his eyes.

   "How? This disciple is very famous. When I saw him today, he really deserves his reputation. It is really good-looking and jealous."

  As disciples of Liangwangfeng, how can they care about the little things like beauty and ugliness? What they asked naturally refers to Jing Jiu's spiritual talent and potential.

   Gu Han said: "The Taoism is ordinary and the aptitude is ordinary. If he really doesn't want to be motivated like the rumors, then he should have prepared a lot of pills to break the boundary within two years."

   Fatty said: "He may be a young man in the Chaoge Dynasty. It is normal to have some precious pills in his hand, and it is said that his brain is very good. Do you want to talk to him?"

   Gu Han said: "My two Wangfeng swords are used to kill people. No matter how clever and wise, it is useless. If you can rely on the elixir to seek the avenue, what can you still practice?"

  They did not avoid Liu Shisui during the conversation. Liu Shisui was a little anxious and wanted to explain Jing Jiu a few words.

   When he wants to come, if the son can also worship under the gate of Liangwangfeng in advance, of course it is the best thing.

  "Liangwangfeng disciple, it is impossible to be a servant. Remember this."

   Gu Han looked at Liu Shisui, with an unquestionable will in his tone: "Don't continue to interact with him."

   Liu Shisui was stunned.

   Gu Han ignored him and walked towards Jianfeng with a group of disciples.

   Liu Shisui stood there, was silent for a long time, and finally followed.

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  Looking at the pedestrian walking between the cliffs of Jianfeng, a disciple who knew about the situation of Xijian Pavilion said puzzledly: "Master Gu is not a fairy master of Class A? Haven't they taken the sword yet?"

   Deacon Xing Yunfeng said: "Junior Brother Liu already took the sword half a year ago."

  The disciples felt even more strange, thinking what else would they do on Jianfeng?

   The pedestrian led by Gu Han has already walked up to the peak sword, and gradually moved farther, it is about to become a string of black spots between the cliffs.

   These disciples were not led by the teacher, so naturally they did not dare to follow, so they had to watch under the peak.

   As time moved, more Yun Xingfeng deacon and teachers and students came to the field, and more than ten sword lights pierced the sky, and there were people on all peaks, and even two second-generation uncles also came in person.

  All of these seem to indicate that something big will happen later.

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  The mountain line is getting higher, the air is getting thinner, and the terrain is getting steeper. Every step is very difficult.

  The young disciples stopped and stayed where they were, feeling the sword intent around them, so as to sharpen their will and improve their cultivation.

   Gu Han, the fat man and Liu Shisui continued to move forward.

   I don’t know how long I have been walking, the surrounding scenery is gradually blurred, and the fog is getting heavier. It should have come to the edge of the clouds.

   At this time, the sword energy that overflowed from the peak body was even more terrifying, Liu Shisui's small face was flushed, and his breathing was short of breath.

   After all, he is still young and his practice time is short.

   But he was able to get here, and he didn't know where he was stronger than those who stayed below.

   The fat man also panted slightly, leaning on his waist and said: "I don't know if the twelfth lunar month is there today."

   Gu Han's expression is as usual, the sword intent in Jianfeng and this height are nothing to him.

   Listening to the fat man's words, he looked towards the peak of the cloud and mist, was silent for a moment, and then waved his hand, as if he wanted to get rid of some unpleasant pictures.

   Following the wave of his palm, a strong wind arose between the cliffs, the clouds and mist were all dispersed, and the surrounding environment suddenly became clear.

   There is a cliff in front of them. If they step forward, they will fall. The stone walls between the cliffs are smooth and grassless, and there is no place to grasp it.

   Liu Shisui walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down.

   Here is more than a thousand feet high from the ground. Even though his eyesight after practicing is comparable to that of a condor, he still can't see the ground clearly, only a lot of small black spots.

   Each black dot is a person. Thinking of so many people looking at him, the teenager is more tense, breathing more urgently unconsciously.

  He chanted the sword scripture silently, calming his mind as much as possible, and slowly raised his right hand after his breathing eased.

With a sound of   , a flying sword about two feet long and smooth as a mirror flew out of his sleeve.

   Flying Sword drew a few arcs in the air, and then, according to his spirit, stopped quietly in the sky outside the cliff, right in front of him.

   just need to take a step forward and he can stand on the flying sword.

  The question is, how many people in the world have the courage to take this step?

   is a brighter future.

   Take a step back and it's a red-hot dust.

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   Don’t think about anything for too long.

  The longer I think about it, the more likely it is to go wrong.

   Liu Shisui stared at the clouds outside the peak, his face was pale, and he couldn't make this step.

   Gu Han said expressionlessly behind him: "I will give you ten more breaths. If you can't get out by yourself, I will push you out."

   "No need." Liu Shisui suddenly turned his head and said to him: "Master Gu, I still want to meet the son."

   After saying this, he walked forward.

   Gu Han was slightly angry, raised his eyebrows and was about to do something, and he saw this scene.

   Liu Shisui walked into the sky beyond the cliff.

   He dropped his right foot, unbiased, and landed on the flying sword.

   The flying sword sank down, and it stood still after touching it for about half a foot.

   Then, his left foot also stepped on the sword.

   The cold wind howled, slapped Jianfeng's cliffs, and also blew his clothes.

   Liu Shisui opened his arms, bent his legs slightly, swaying from side to side, looking for balance.

  On his face, there is no fear, only concentration.

   Gu Han suddenly thought of the previous scene when Liu Shisui rushed to Jing Jiu to stop suddenly.

  The wind rolled back from the cliff~IndoMTL.com~ Liu Shisui's body leaned forward.

   The fat man standing on the cliff shivered in shock.

   Liu Shisui didn't know what he was shouting, and took advantage of the wind to fly out into the sky.

   This is his first time flying with a sword.

   I saw the sword shadow walking through the clouds, stopping or turning from time to time, looking very messy and very dangerous.

   There were faint exclamations and shouts under the distant cliff.

   Fatty's face was pale, and he kept muttering to himself: "If we fall to death at the age of ten...Will the headman drive us out of the green hills?"

   Gu Han didn't speak, but stared at the sword shadow that was getting further and further away from the cliff.

   No matter how dangerous Liu Shisui's sword was, he even fell directly to the ground twice, he didn't show much worry, but his eyes narrowed more and more.

  With Liu Shisui’s realm, age, and experience, it is indeed very reluctant to start learning to control the sword, and reluctance naturally means risk, so he did not talk to the same school in Liangwangfeng, let alone report to the teacher. .

   But he knew that when he took Liu Shisui up to Jianfeng, the elders in Jiufeng should have guessed the truth. At this time, there should be some uncles in the wild state staring at him. , Ready to help at any time.

   I don’t know how long it took before that sword shadow finally stabilized, and Liu Shisui's figure could be clearly seen.

   The flying sword speeds faster and faster, until it turns into a stream of light, and it goes above the sword peak, breaking through the clouds, not knowing where it went.

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   (It’s fifty thousand words, let’s make a preliminary conclusion, the opening of Dao Chaotian should be the best one of all my stories, praise, praise! Please vote for your recommendation!)


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