The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 61: Who won?

Looking at the drop of blood, many people couldn't help but exclaim. Nan Wang was ready to come over and take a look, but he didn't know what he thought of, and withdrew his steps.

Jing Jiu waved his hand, motioned to ignore it, looked at Fang Jingtian and said, "Now that your master is dead, what are your thoughts?"

Fang Jingtian thought about it for a long time and said: "If I can heal the injury, I should still find a way to get revenge."

Jing Jiu said, "What if I had already left by then?"

Everyone knows what it means to ascend.

Wonderful to say, whether it is a disciple of Qingshan or the practitioners of other sects, from the moment it was confirmed that he is the real Jingyang, he has never doubted whether he can ascend again.

Fang Jingtian said: "Then everything will be closed."

"Well, then you take the three of them to Xilai Peak to rest." Jing Jiu pointed to the three hidden elders who came out of the hidden peak and said.

Fang Jingtian was silent for a while, and said: "It's... Uncle Master."

Silver eyebrows danced in the night breeze, a bit like the Xijian Creek in the distance, moving towards the distance.

Jing Jiu turned around and looked at Nanshan, and said, "You arrange for someone to clean it up."

The cleaning up here is not the Taoist temple of Xilai Peak, but the peaks of Qingshan.

Today, the peaks have suffered several disasters. I don't know how many cliffs have collapsed, and at least tens of thousands of ancient trees have broken. It can be said that the ground is devastated. There is no such thing as a fairyland in the past.

Because there are cultivators in the Green Mountain Sect, it will take a long time to repair these.

Everyone knows that Jing Jiu's next head candidate is Gu Qing, but at this time, let Guo Nanshan do these things, which inevitably caused some speculation.

Only people who have been to Nanshan himself and Shenmofeng know that this is only because he should have more important things to do for Gu Qing.

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Back to Shenmo Peak, Jing Jiu confirmed that Gu Qing was seriously injured but could not die for a while, so he confessed a few words to him and drove him back to Chaoge City.

Looking at the solemn expression on Gu Qing's face when he left, and at the drop of blood on Jing Jiu's earlobe, the atmosphere at the top of Shenmo Peak became more tense.

With a soft snap, the drop of blood fell toward the ground.

Jing Jiu's earlobe disappeared.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

For more than a hundred years, no matter what kind of strong person Jing Jiu encounters and how severely he suffers, it is very difficult for him to have wounds on the surface of his body, because he is the rebirth of all things with one sword.

It's just that in the shocking battle with Nan Xi that year, he suffered too much injury, and his earlobe was cut off.

A similar scene happened again today. How many injuries did he suffer today?

Zhao Layue had prepared for a long time. She brought a few sword lights out of her clothes, and came to his side, her right hand protruding out like lightning, pinching his earlobe.

"I can't die." Jing Jiu said.

The Qingshan sword formation was destroyed by him, the senior brother was killed by him, and Xijianxi was picked up by him and beaten up a celestial person, which must have to pay some price.

He said he couldn't die, so he wouldn't die if he wanted to, but how could Liu Shisui and others rest assured, especially when he found that his face was a little dignified.

For Jing Jiu, this is a rare emotion.

You must know that whether it was Taiping who came to him by Liu Shisui today, or the immortal descended from the sky, it didn't make him feel any move.

It might be because those things were in his expectation, but the things he was thinking about at this time were already outside the sandbox.

"What's the matter? Why is the atmosphere so depressing? Didn't we win?"

Zhuo Rusui thought that although Qingshan was beaten into a garbage dump today, he paid a heavy price for the sword formation and the Shangdefeng... But killing the Taiping Patriarch will eliminate the greatest hidden danger of the Qingshan Sect. After the death of the immortals and Bai Zhenren of the Zhongzhou School, and completing an unimaginable victory, what is not worth it?

The breeze was light, and A Piao appeared in front of Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu said: "Cao Yuan should be in the East China Sea. Go and tell him that Bai Yuan may have entered the Netherworld. Take him down and try to kill her."

The black hair on A Piao's forehead is light and fluttering, just like she is nervous at this time, and said: "Even if I carry the saint of swords, I don't necessarily kill Real Bai..."

Jing Jiu said: "Tong Yan is below, let him persuade Master Ming to join in. He was taught by Zhenren Bai and should know **** him."

Apiao sighed and said, "Okay, how do I go?"

Jing Jiu said: "The sedan chair from Shuiyue'an is waiting for you outside the mountain. I have agreed with the host."

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It turns out that the two conversations before the Qinglian Xiaojiao left have no deep meaning.

Apiao walked out of the cliff, drifted forward in the sea of ​​clouds, and soon disappeared under the starry night.

Everyone was even more surprised by another thing.

Only then did they know that True Person Bai was not dead, what happened to the scattered clouds?

Zhao Layue asked: "Is the cloud in the mist a substitute? How can I hide your eyes from the real person, and talk about the real person...How can I vomit blood in the end?"

Jing Jiu said: "The Demon Tower in Shifang Town is weird. It should be the anti-killing bureau set up for him by Bai Yuan. Talking about the real person is really seriously injured."

Zhao Layue looked into his eyes and said: "If True Person Bai is still alive, then he has not completed his work."

Jing Jiu walked to the edge of the cliff and looked into the distance under the stars, and said, "It is more likely that all previous efforts have been lost."

Zhao Layue pinched his earlobe, followed him to the edge of the cliff, followed his line of sight into the distance, and muttered, "What the **** does she want to do?"

That cloud of mist must be Zhongzhou Sect's extremely wonderful Taoism, Shifang Town Demon Tower has a prohibition on talking with real people, which shows that Bai Zhenren has already considered everything.

The question is, since she has counted everything, why did she come to Qingshan so peacefully and invite the White Blade Fairy back according to Jing Jiu's calculations?

No matter how much benefit her conspiracy can bring to Zhongzhou faction, how can it be worth the loss of an immortal?

Jing Jiu patted the back of her hand, indicating that she could let go.

Zhao Layue retracted her right hand and wiped her sleeve casually.

Jing Jiu looked at Que Niang and said, "Tong Yan will not come back for a while, you will play chess with me."

No one knows why he suddenly wants to play chess at such a moment.

Tongyan, the recognized master of chess in the world, is not his opponent, but the people of Shenmofeng know that he never likes to play chess.

Liu Shisui suddenly thought that outside of Chaoge City last year, the son who also didn't like the rhythm suddenly played a tune with the bone flute. Will there be any connection between the two?

Quiniang didn't know why her husband wanted to play chess, but she couldn't give birth to the ecstasy of the past, and stepped up anxiously.

Yuan Qu moved out the table and stool as quickly as possible.

Jing Jiu took out the bamboo chair, lay down a little tired, and said, "You go first."

Quiniang didn't dare to think too much, and hurriedly put a black stone on the chessboard.

Jing Jiu took a white child and put it on it.

The entire Shenmofeng, including Zhuo Rusui...has no access to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Naturally, I can't understand this game, but I know it must have a profound meaning, so I gathered around the table and watched it with wide eyes.

Fortunately, Jing Jiu settled down very quickly. Queniang understood what he meant and responded as quickly as possible. It didn't take long before it ended.

So fast to play the chess, and the opponent is still Jing Jiu, the Queen of Birds is under extreme pressure, her face is a little pale, and her temples have been wet with fragrant sweat.

Zuo Rusui took out the handkerchief from her sleeve and handed it to her, and asked, "Who won?"

Quiniang glanced at him faintly~IndoMTL.com~ I wonder who can win Mr.?

Liu Shisui and others also took a look at Zhuo Rusui, thinking that this is nothing to ask for?

Zhao Layue thought that the handkerchief was used to wipe the sword swallowing boat, but it was inconvenient to talk to the bird mother.

The black and white chess pieces are intertwined, looking extremely complicated.

Jing Jiu looked at the chessboard and was silent for a long time.

It is normal for him to win.

The silence is not normal.

There was a fluttering sound.

The blue bird fell on the chessboard, and the eyes that looked at Jing Jiu were still full of fear, but full of courage.

Jing Jiu raised his head, stretched out his finger and lightly nodded its head, and said with pity, "Although you are the fastest, it is too late."