The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 28: The avenue is like a blue sky
Most of the disciples of Qingshan don't understand the rhythm, especially the people on the peak of the gods.
Jing Jiu didn't understand the meaning of this tune, but thought it was pretty good, so he ignored it and turned and walked towards the Zen room.
Qing'er listened carefully in the corridor, and when she saw him coming, she raised her face and asked: "Who is this person? He plays the piano so well, I feel like I can't tell."
Jing Jiu didn't explain, he walked into the Zen room, came to the mountain-like cotton-padded jacket, and stretched out his right hand toward Xue Ji's small face.
He is more interested in this high-level bloodline, and wants to study the structure of the other party to see what is essentially different from other life forms, such as whether she has a mouth or not, but...in the end, he does everything Without doing it, he put his hand back.
This is a conservative choice based on security considerations. Although Xue Ji should wake up in a few days, why let her wake up early and make everyone nervous.
He went to the corner, opened a few quilts, took out the Qingtianjian hidden there, crossed the round window, and walked to the snowy lake.
Qing'er didn't dare to go directly through the Zen room, waved her transparent wings, turned into a stream of light, and walked around the entire building and came to the lake.
Tong Yan stood on the small bridge and followed them to the lake, raising her eyebrows slightly, wondering if she couldn't find it no matter how she looked for it.
No one dared to wake up the sleeping Xue Ji, naturally no one could find the Qing Tian Jian hidden under the quilt.
Tong Yan looked at the edge of the Xuehu Lake, and didn't dare to leave, otherwise Jing Jiu would run away with Qingtianjian again?
Suddenly more than ten sword intents emerged from the lake, forming a formation, blocking the figures of Jing Jiu and Qing'er inside.
Tong Yan's eyebrows are thicker, and she looks more eye-catching on the snow bridge, wondering what the secret is there? Why did Qinger refuse to tell herself?
He retracted his gaze and looked over the snow bridge, wondering who this person is? What does it have to do with this nunnery and Jing Jiu's secret?
Young Master Li dressed in a black cloak, sitting in the snow and playing the piano, his fingers were already cold red, but the sound of the piano did not cut off for a moment.
The sound of the piano crossed the snow bridge, passed through the quiet temple and plum trees, and came to the lake. It was blown up by the wind, and it seemed even more ethereal.
The formation method can block the line of sight and welcome the sound of the piano. Jing Jiu stretched out his right hand and quietly broke through the ice and snow on the lake, soaked in some water, and sprinkled it on the Qingtian Mirror.
Looking at this scene, Qing'er felt a little bit cold, hugged herself with her wings folded, squatted down beside him, and asked: "Are you really going to sharpen your sword?"
When she was in Guocheng Temple, she had entered his body and knew many of his secrets. Naturally, she would not be like Tong Yan, who mistakenly thought he was going to grind the universe front.
On Chaotian Continent now, she only has this companion, so naturally she will not tell his secrets, even if it is for Tong Yan, she is just a little curious.
Jing Jiu said. At the beginning, he made a gambling agreement with Qilin in the Guocheng Temple, saying that he would use Qingtianjian to enter the illusion again, thinking that he had promised to help Qinger solve some problems in Yunmeng Mountain. Who would have thought that he was seriously injured by the monk crossing the sea, and in the end he really needed Qingtianjian, and he even met it again.
Zen likes to say that one drink and one peck, is it possible to predetermine this kind of thing, from this point of view, there is indeed some truth, if he does not remember the promise of Qinger, and wants to get the Qingtianjian, then He may not be injured, but if he is not injured, where does he need a lesson from the sky?
The so-called cause and effect, it turned out to be like this this time.
Looking at Jing Jiu's right hand sliding and rubbing on the surface of the bronze mirror, Qing'er worried: "Can it be polished? You might as well try it with the patterned back."
As for who is most familiar with Qingtianjian, she is of course Jianling.
The mirror surface was indeed slippery, and the progress of sharpening the sword was slow, but Jing Jiu was not in a hurry.
He has confirmed that Qingtianjian is the sharpening stone he has been searching for for more than a year.
Bronze mirrors are originally the best abrasive materials. The higher the degree of smoothness, the more delicate and the closer it is to perfection.
He said: "As long as the skill is deep, the iron pestle can be ground into a needle. Although it is easier to grind the iron pestle into a needle, and it is more difficult to sharpen the sword, it can be done."
Qing'er thought that I didn’t understand it, so she asked: “The day before yesterday I asked how you can become a real person. Understand, let me ask what you do?"
Jing Jiu looked at the bronze mirror, adjusted the angle of his right hand, and said, "The answer is very simple. As long as you think you are a human, then you are a human."
Qing'er felt very inexplicable and said: "What is the difference between this and self-deception?"
Jing Jiu didn't look up, and said, "What are you deceiving?"
Qing'er understood what he meant, thinking.
"The really important question is, why do you want to be a human being, why can't you be a mountain, river, lake, or sea, flowers, trees, and beasts?"
Jing Jiu picked up some water from the Snow Lake, sprinkled it on the Qingtian Mirror, and continued to grind it silently.
Qing'er was silent for a long time, and said: "They are all human, you are also human, Tong Yan is also human, Xiao Zaoer is also human, and I also want to be human."
Jing Jiu knew that she had figured it out, she no longer needed her own help, and didn't say anything.
The sound of the piano came from the snow bridge, and it was a bit warmer on the cold winter night.
Ten years ago, Li Gongzi came here every night to play the piano to the horse, and that horse is still grazing on the green hills.
Tonight listening to the piano has become a Mirror of the Sky. Does it mean that this bronze mirror will also go to Qingshan?
Thinking about this possibility, Jing Jiu was somewhat satisfied.
The longevity lamp hanging on the tree by the lake illuminates the nunnery and his face.
The formation of Shuiyue Temple started, the cold in the Zen room was isolated, the wind and snow had stopped, the temperature rose, and the ice on the lake made a creaking sound without breaking apart.
A lotus branch that was crushed by the ice and snow the night before, broke through the snow and straightened its body.
A familiar voice sounded deep inside, Jing Jiu thought for a while, slowed down the movement of his right hand, and softened it softly.
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In the illusion of Qingtianjian, the wind is roaring and the clouds are dense, and a flash of lightning will illuminate the night sky after a few breaths.
The lightning was extremely magnificent, extending from the extreme north to the extreme south of the ocean, as if to tear the sky apart, at least tens of thousands of miles long.
Along with the lightning, the thunder thunder came, and the snowflakes came from nowhere.
Wrapped in a thick cotton-padded jacket, Mr. Zhang climbed up the hill behind his home with his hands on his hips, straightened his body, and yelled at the thunder and lightning in the night sky.
Those words cannot be expressed in words, but swear words like God.
Suddenly, the thunder in the night sky became much smaller, and the frequency of that terrifying and spectacular lightning appeared a lot slower, and even the snowflakes gradually became thinner.
Master Zhang was taken aback and descended the mountain as quickly as possible.
He returned to his yard and locked the door again after a long time~IndoMTL.com~ He went to bed without washing his feet, covered his head and face with a quilt, turned his back to the door, and began to sleep.
Where can he sleep, his eyes widened in the darkness of the bed, thinking in his heart, is your Majesty actually a god?
Thinking about this question and whether your Majesty heard the question of his own swearing, he was very nervous and did not notice that the quilt on his son and daughter-in-law had been lifted off in the next room, let alone knowing. Not far away from Zhaoju's home and many homes in the county seat, the sleeping people have traces of waking up.
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(This chapter is well written, and the first few chapters are also very good, but this chapter is more important. The chapter name is prepared before the book is opened. This is Li Baida’s famous poem: The great road is like blue sky, I am alone No, the concept of the whole two sentences will be used thoroughly after hundreds of thousands of words. Another thing is: friends, the author who is still insisting on updating during the annual meeting... Actually there is me, this style of painting is really very wrong. I am very uncomfortable myself, and I didn’t save the manuscript. I wrote it out during the day and then posted it at night. I was really too diligent. It will take five hours to fly back to Daqing tomorrow. I must take a leave of absence. I immediately feel relieved. See you the day after tomorrow. In addition: Li Gongzi’s father was really dead at the very beginning. Jing Jiu got the conclusion when he asked about the people, but then I made a mistake in Lu Guogong and wrote that he is still alive. , So I have been writing in accordance with alive later, sorry, this is not a problem of intention, but a memory problem, you should see that I am getting older, and these aspects are really bad, please sympathize~)
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