The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 6: First Dew
The iron knife seemed to be re-opened, and many small damages were wiped away. Except for the huge defect in the middle that could not be repaired, the rest suddenly became bright as new, an extremely clear knife intent, like It spreads like water.
“Thank you very much,” said Cao Yuan, the saint of swordsman.
Jing Jiu said: “You are welcome, I have comprehended some new methods in the past century, you can see if it helps your injury.”
Fang Luo, an extremely pure but terrifying sword intent emerged from his right hand, fell on the huge iron sword, and merged with the sword intent.
With a buzzing sound, there was a wind in the small temple, and the broken patent leather on the surface of the golden Buddha was trembling and might fall at any time.
This is the comparison between the most powerful sword intent and sword intent in the world.
Zhao Layue is a powerhouse at the pinnacle of breaking the sea. It is still unbearable. Several strands of black hair fell off and she had to withdraw from the threshold.
With a soft snap, the door of the small temple was closed by the wind.
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After a long time, the door of the small temple reopened. Jing Jiu walked out, his face a little pale, and blood stains could be seen in the broken earlobe.
Zhao Layue glanced at him strangely, wondering if they were playing or really playing…
Jing Jiu didn’t answer her doubts. If this was really a match, no one would know the outcome.
The door of the small temple is closed again, and you can faintly see that most of the gold paint on the surface of the Buddha statue has peeled off, but it looks much more energetic than before.
Jing Jiu walked to the cliff, looked at the snowy field in the distance, and asked, “Is it difficult to get out?”
Zhao Layue walked to him and said, “Will you blame me?”
Jing Jiu said: “If you die inside, I will definitely be angry.”
Zhao Layue said: “There may be many things like this in the future, after all, I am myself.”
Jing Jiu was silent for a long time, and said, “There is a big thing between life and death, maybe you are right.”
In the snowy field, she walked for a long time between life and death, reconfirming that her way is different from Jing Jiu. They might part ways, but she didn’t feel regret. She had said to Bai Zao many years ago that the road was long and it was a blessing to be able to walk together for a while. And just like Jing Jiu told Gu Qing, they are together at this time, so what else is not enough?
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It’s not a tribute, even if I say goodbye to the deceased all the way.
It’s not missed either, although the route is the same as he and Lian San Yue took a hundred years ago.
This is just a simple journey, just like human life.
Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue walked on the streets of Juye City, wearing hats, as if they had gone back many years ago.
Countless voices poured in from all directions, entered their ears, and quickly sorted and processed them into useful information. The contest between the Kunlun faction and the Fengdaojiao was over long ago. The Kunlun faction won three of the five matches and gained control of Lengshan. Even Juyecheng’s situation became a little unstable.
The leader of the Kunlun faction, He Wei, made an extremely vicious move. In the last two games, he severely injured the leader of the Wind Knife and also beheaded an elder of the Wind Knife.
This was a spring event, because the big event in Chaoge City didn’t attract too many people’s attention, and in fact it was very important.
After more than a hundred years of search by the court and the Orthodox Sect, Lengshan seems to have no evil treasures, but in fact there are still a lot of resources hidden.
Simply talking about the fire spirit veins in the ground, it makes many people’s eyes greedy.
The Kunlun faction moved to Lengshan in a large scale and rearranged its formation at the old site of Lieyang Gorge. There is clearly a shadow of the Zhongzhou faction behind it.
After listening to these news, Zhao Layue’s murderous intentions gradually became stronger, and said: “I want to eat hot pot, all red soup.”
Jing Jiu said: “Juyecheng has a lot of meat, and red soup is not necessarily good. It is better to eat hand-made meat.”
Zhao Layue stared into his eyes and said: “I want to eat red soup!”
Jing Jiu reached out and touched her head, and said, “According to you.”
Entering the restaurant, having a meal that is not very authentic spicy hot pot, Zhao Layue narrowed her eyes with satisfaction, calling out Fusijian to cut a fruit for him.
The blue bird fell on the window sill and said without emotion in his eyes: “He Wei has come out, in Lieyang Gorge.”
Zhao Layue looked at her and asked, “Are you not going to become a human form?”
Blue Bird said: “It’s too hard to be a man.”
Zhao Layue said: “But you can eat hot pot.”
Blue Bird said: “I am a vegetarian.”
Zhao Layue thought for a while and said: “That really doesn’t need hot pot.”
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The sun is scorching, but Lengshan is still cold. On the seemingly barren wilderness, a dark shadow is moving forward at high speed. It is the cold bird in the sky.
He Wei, the head of the Kunlun faction, sat on the cold bird and looked at the ground blankly.
On the mountains and wilderness, more than a dozen Kunlun faction vassal sects are cleaning up, and more than two hundred Kunlun sword repairers are rearranging their formations at the Lieyang Gorge site in front.
Although he won the war with the Wind Knife Sect and the secret support of the Zhongzhou Sect, he did not have the guts to divide the entire Lengshan Mountain into the territory of the Kunlun Sect. The imperial court and Qingshan Sect would not allow this to happen. .
Actually, if it weren’t for that incident, he wouldn’t be so harsh in the spring.
Only by completely cutting off his own back road, Zhongzhou faction will believe in his sincerity.
He needs the Zhongzhou School to believe in his sincerity because… Zhao Layue is still alive.
Zhao Layue most likely guessed that it was his hand.
If the Qingshan Sect came to make trouble, he would naturally kill him and deny it, but Jing Jiu woke up…He didn’t dare to take any risks, and who knew when the Sword Sage could heal his injuries.
Before that, he must deal with the matters that Zhongzhou dispatched confessed, so that he has a chance to get the Taoism of Yunmeng Houshan and even a ray of immortality, and see if there is a chance to break through the border and become a real big thing.
The cold bird flew over the site of Lieyang Gorge.
The elders and disciples of the Kunlun faction watched the head in person and saluted them respectfully.
Looking at the huge crack in the ground that ran through hundreds of miles, He Wei remembered the power of Liu Ci’s sword, feeling a little bit chilly, and shouted in a deep voice: “Move faster.”
The elders and disciples of the Kunlun School should hurry up.
Suddenly, He Wei’s eyes changed slightly, he did not hesitate to summon the flying sword, displayed the most powerful sword move, and slashed towards the distant sky!
A bright and extremely cold sword light appeared between the heavens and the earth~IndoMTL.com~It is full of killing intent, and it is unimaginable powerful!
The grass clippings in the wasteland were picked up by the wind, and the gravel rolled wildly.
The Kunlun faction disciples stared at the sky in amazement, wondering if it was the evil devil who slipped through the net to peep out?
Really looking for death!
There is a soft wipe.
The powerful sword light melts into the sky like snow in the sun.
A faint sword light flashed by He Wei’s side, dragging a white trace like remnant snow.
His right arm left his body and fell to the ground, blood spurting wildly.
The sword light and white traces are narrowed to one point, showing the figure.
Jing Jiu stood in the sky a few miles away.
White clothes are light and fluttering.