The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 3: 1 Sword of Kill
Jing Jiu is not interested in those specific pictures.
He has read a book.
There are pictures in those books.
Zhao Layue looked for a while, shook her head and said: "I still don't understand, what's the meaning of this kind of thing."
Jing Jiu said: "Natural things are naturally interesting. If it is really boring, how can the human race multiply?"
Zhao Layue said: "I understand the truth, mortal life is limited, and you can understand it if you want to have fun, but why are so many monks who are also indulged in this way? There are also those who are strong in evil sects, whose realm is as high as mine. The uncle who sent the Wilderness Realm still obsessed over the matter, even picking flowers everywhere."
"Yin-Yang Dao is also Dao, and evil methods are naturally not mentioned. As far as I know, the monks of Dongyi Dao say that double cultivation is actually quite particular, or they can get a glimpse of the Dao."
Jing Jiu said: "Qingshan does not build this road, but there are also many Taoists between Xilai Peak and Shangde Peak."
Zhao Layue naturally knew, and even knew Gu Han's thoughts, but she had never thought about it.
Jing Jiu said, "Let's go."
Zhao Layue nodded, seemingly calm, and secretly relieved.
The night wind moved slightly, making her short hair messier, but it could not reduce the temperature on her face.
The scene I saw just now made her Jianxin feel a little restless.
She glanced at Jing Jiu and found that he was really looking as usual, and she couldn't help but admire a little, thinking that she is the most trusted heir of the uncle Master, and the Taoism is indeed very deep.
Just when they turned around to leave, suddenly they heard a scream not far away.
Then, they heard the sound of sticks falling on people, women's miserable crying and endless insults.
Zhao Layue glanced at Jing Jiu and asked, "What should I do?"
Jing Jiu said: "The monks generally do not interfere in world affairs."
Zhao Layue noticed the two general words in his sentence.
Jing Jiu said: "There are countless tragedies, countless wicked people, and they are not clean."
Zhao Layue said: "So blindness is clean?"
Jing Jiu said: "Yes."
Zhao Layue said: "What if I saw it?"
Jing Jiu said: "It depends on the mood."
"I don't think so."
Zhao Layue said: "I can do whatever I want. If I can't do this, what else can I do?"
Jing Jiu said: "It's up to you."
Zhao Layue said: "Are you here?"
The sound of clubs in the distance has stopped, only the crying and insulting voices of the woman continue.
Jing Jiu looked at the distance and said, "I can't reach it."
Zhao Layue looked over there and pinched a sword tactic.
Fusi sword pierced through the air, smearing an unlucky red on the night sky of Shangzhou City.
Several sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground came from a distant alley, followed by a scream.
The next moment, Firth sword broke through the air and returned.
Jing Jiu didn't expect that Zhao Layue's sword would be so neat and clean.
thinking that she had said that she was fierce on Shenmo Peak, he laughed.
While patrolling the periphery of Qingshan, Zhao Layue once killed some monsters.
Yin San died in front of her. It was Master Meng who killed it.
Zuo Yi died in front of her, Jing Jiu killed it.
Today is her first murder.
Her right hand trembled slightly.
At this moment, she saw Jing Jiu's warm smile and felt calmer.
Jing Jiu reached out and rubbed her head, eyes filled with relief.
In Zhao Layue's opinion, this is really weird, and she couldn't help but say: "Are you sick?"
Jing Jiu didn't say anything, handed her the hat, and put on his own at the same time.
When he chose her, he didn't think too much.
Now it seems that this decision is correct.
The little girl has the demeanor she could kill with a single sword.
Shangzhou City woke up.
There were lights illuminating the alley, footsteps sounded, and the sound of soldiers raping.
A thin young girl lay in the corner with pale face, scattered eyes, disheveled clothes, her dry and peeling lips kept moving, she didn't know what she was talking about.
Around her, there are four headless corpses lying down, blood poured all over the floor, and the head rolled far away, still with an obscene and violent look on her face, as if it were before her death. For a moment, I didn't know what was going on and didn't feel any danger.
Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue have left. They don’t know that the thin little girl escaped from the brothel, or whether the little girl could not escape the miserable end in the end. That brothel is quite in Shangzhou City. Background, who knows how this story will end.
From the point of view of doing good, they are not doing it properly, at least not perfect.
But as Jing Jiu said, there are countless evil things and countless evil people, and you are not clean enough to kill, even if you are a true god, you can't manage it.
is too ruthless, which is something that every monk must learn when he returns to the world.
The monks from Guocheng Temple walked through the red dust, they chose a completely different path.
Jing Jiu respects this, but will not accept it.
Because the monks of Guocheng Temple have had a hard time, whether it is now or in the past, even those who have left, such as the Sword Sage.
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Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue walked in the night outside Shangzhou City. They seemed unpleasant, but they arbitrarily went more than a hundred meters away.
understands the truth, but it takes some time to accept it.
They walked silently for an hour, and Zhao Layue didn't start talking until the first ray of morning light appeared on the horizon.
"I want to control the sword."
"There is wind."
"I want to blow the hair."
"Why there must be wind in a calm mind."
"Do you know? Someone in Qingshan suspects that you are a monk from Guocheng Temple~IndoMTL.com~This guess is a bit interesting."
Zhao Layue rarely showed the appearance of her little daughter's house, staring at him and said: "I want to fly."
Jing Jiu looked at her and said, "I remember you once said that if you can't fall to the ground, what's the point of flying high?"
After seeing the body of Yin San outside Yunji Town, Zhao Layue said this when he persuaded her to give up the matter of Cha Feisheng.
Zhao Layue looked into his eyes and said, "But you also said that the purpose of cultivating is not to be competitive, not to pursue meaning, or to fly higher."
Jing Jiu said, "I just said it casually."
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The morning sun rose, and a red satin suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him.
looked carefully, it turned out that it was a very wide river, reflecting the warm red light.
The river is flowing, and the red satin seems to be constantly moving, as if it were real.
This is the largest river in the south of Chaotian Continent-turbid water.
Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue walked there, walked over a cliff, followed the sound of surging water, and came to the south bank of Zhuoshui.
The muddy water is more than a thousand meters wide, and there is a big city on the opposite bank. Even if it is so far away, you can see the towering buildings inside.
Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue even felt a lot of the atmosphere of the formation.
That is Chaonan City, the most important town of the Human Race in the south.
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(When they went to see the building in the last chapter, I actually described it, what sounds and words, what was waved, but because everyone can understand, I couldn’t let everyone see it, just I still feel a little regretful for these two short sentences, so I won’t write them anymore. It’s Monday, please vote for your recommendation, thank you.)