The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 83: Enrich everything without sound

In the following days, two more people visited Zhao Yuan.

Like Yi Mao Zhai, they all vaguely guessed that Jing Jiu had a certain say in this matter, or at least knew it.

Guocheng Temple cut off contact with Qingshan because of Zen Zi's anger, so the abbot of Jingjue Temple came.

Jing Jiu felt that this was completely taking off his clothes and was soaking in the rain. Who didn't know that the abbot of Jingjue Temple to the incense and incense monk came from Moqiu?

He didn't wait for the abbot to speak, and said directly: "It's not Fuwang."

The abbot of Jingjue Temple left disappointed.

The wind knife teaching envoy who came last was very respectful towards Jing Jiu, and he should have been instructed by the saint of swordsman.

It seems that Cao Yuan has seen the truth about that sword.

Jing Jiu thought this way, and said, "It's not Fang Jingtian."

The wind knife teaches the envoy to leave with satisfaction.

Autumn passed quickly, and as soon as Chaoge City entered the twelfth lunar month, there was a snowfall.

Winter has come, can spring be far behind?

This is really a sentimental sentence.

In the wind and snow, Jing Jiu thought this way, and stood up with a sword, leading Gu Qing back to Qingshan.

It is snowing in Chaoge City, and it is snowing in Tiannan.

Qingshan Jiufeng was as quiet as when he left, and so was Shenmofeng.

At times like this in previous years, Nan Wang would ask Liu Ci to open a passage to the Qingshan Formation and usher in the first snow.

She is still in retreat this year, and Liu Ci is absent, so naturally there is no falling snow.

Jing Jiu sits on the edge of the cliff, stepping on the sea of ​​clouds with both feet, looking into the distance, not knowing what he is thinking.

The white cat lay beside him, looking very honest.

Chilling squatted by its side, more honestly.

Gu Qing stood behind him, looked at the still green peaks, and suddenly said, "It's going to rain?"

Clearly it's windy and snowy outside now, but he asked about rain.

This is the rain that the entire Chaotian Continent is most concerned about, and many people are looking forward to it.

Jing Jiu hummed softly.

Gu Qing was silent.

He was there when Jing Jiu rejected the two names in Zhao Yuan.

Even Uncle Fang Jingtian can't become the next head, so who will it be?

Jing Jiu said, "What do you think?"

Gu Qing remembered many years ago.

It was also a windy and snowy day, and Jing Jiu said a word to him on this cliff.

——You are the person to be the master.

Thinking about this, Gu Qing couldn't help laughing no matter how calm his temperament was.

Not a triumphant laugh, but a ridiculous wry smile.

How could he be the head?

If this happens, without the uncles and uncles in the peaks, he himself will jump into the sea of ​​clouds under the cliff, trying to be pure and at ease.

"If Uncle Yuan succeeds as the head, it is indeed the best thing for us."

Gu Qing thinks Master thinks this way, and thinks this is the best choice.

The relationship between Shenmofeng and Tianguangfeng and Liangwangfeng has always been poor, such as Bai Rujing, Jian Ruyun, and his brother Gu Han. Only Zhuo Rusui is a special case.

If Yuan Qijing is in charge, the Tianguangfeng line will inevitably be suppressed, and I don't want to think about Shen Mofeng.

The most important thing is that Yuan Qijing can continue to control Fang Jingtian.

In the battle of Yuntai that year, the strongest green mountains came out. Fang Jingtian stood in the virtual realm and looked at the peak of the gods. Everyone was like a big enemy.

Of course, Gu Qing will not forget that picture.

In just one sentence, Jing Jiu ended Gu Qing's reasoning and beautiful imagination of the future.

"Yuan Qijing is not willing."

It may be because Tianguangfeng and Shangdefeng have been fighting for too many years. Yuan Qijing is the overall situation and he is unwilling to cause civil strife in Qingshan. It may be due to some other reasons.

In short, he didn't want to.

Gu Qing was stunned, and said after a while: "That can only be the real person of Guangyuan. He has a high level and can convince the public, but he is worried that it will cause some other problems."

This is talking about the real person Guangyuan stopping Bu Qiuxiao on the West Sea and letting Real person Taiping escape.

Jing Jiu didn't care what Gu Qing said, and said to himself: "Serve the crowd."

Looking at the charming Qingshan, he touched his face and strengthened his thoughts again.

He closed his eyes and began to meditate.

Ada glanced at him, thinking that he would be more respected in the future.

So it didn't jump to Jing Jiutou.

Hidden Cicada didn't know what was going on, and took two bites of the chalcedony, then fell back, closed his eyes, raised the four armour limbs in front, and began to absorb the spirit of heaven and earth.

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Day and night cycle, light and shadow change, seasons alternate, spring in the outside world gradually deepens, and Qingshan gradually wakes up.

The Guangyuan real person exits the pass, Fuwang exits the pass, Nanwang exits the pass... More and more people are leaving the pass. Whether this is self-sensing in the dark, or why, no one knows.

More and more people are waking up, and there is still no noisy sound in the green hills, and it is extremely quiet.

Jing Jiu opened his eyes and looked towards the end of the sky over the sea of ​​clouds.

Zhao Layue, Yuanqu, Ping Yongjia, and Han Chan have all awakened, and they stood behind Gu Qing waiting for him.

Jing Jiu got up and said, "Let's go."

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Tianguang Peak is the highest.

The sunlight on the top of the mountain is still strong today, but it has been robbed of some brilliance by the sword light that has come one after another.

When Jing Jiu and others came to the top of the peak, all the people from the other peaks arrived.

Sword Law Yuan rides a whale, Xingyun Peak Lord Fuwang, Qingrong Peak Lord Nan Wang, Shiyue Peak Lord Guangyuan Zhenren, Bihu Peak Lord Cheng Youtian, Shenmo Peak Lord Zhao Layue.

For the past few years, Liangwangfeng has not set up a peak owner, that is, except for Fang Jingtian, the owner of Xilai Peak who retreats in Yinfeng, all the great figures of Qingshan have arrived.

Of course, that person is not there.

This is the most uniform visit by the Qingshan Sect in many years. In the past, even when discussing matters in Qingshan, they often used the sword to talk to each other, and seldom came to the scene in person.

Gu Qing took Yuanqu and Ping Yongjia to the cliff.

People like Nanshan, Zhuo Rusui and Gu Han, as well as the ordinary elders and disciples of the other peaks are all over there.

The elders of Tianguang Peak, such as Mochi and Bai Rujing, stood slightly behind the top of the peak.

Countless eyes fell on Jing Jiu's body, because he didn't move, but was still standing on the spot, beside Zhao Layue.

Only six peak masters are qualified to stand on the top of the peak, why are you standing there?

Bai Rujing's face was a bit ugly, Jian Ruyun's eyes were slightly cold, Gu Han raised his eyebrows, and some comments faintly sounded between the peaks. The problem is that Yuan Qijing, the most severe sword law, did not speak, and Nan Wang, the most tempered, did not speak. The hundreds of Elder Qingshan and his disciples among the cliffs thought of the rumor and fell silent.

Yuan Qijing waved his hand.

Qingshan Array opened a passage.

Everyone looked over there.

A black line came from the horizon without any power, so it passed through the peaks quietly and came to the top of Tianguang Peak.

There was a soft snap.

The Chengtian scabbard was inserted into the stele and returned to its original place.

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Below the stele.

Yuangui slowly opened his eyes, and there was a touch of nostalgia in his old and muddy eyes.

It has passed many generations of Qingshan leaders.

This is different after all.

Ada didn't know when he got out of Jing Jiu's sleeve, squatted on the ground and looked at the scabbard on the stele, showing a rare silence.

At the bottom of Mount De Peak, the corpse dog slowly raised his head and looked at the deepest part of the sky. The warm eyes deepened a little more sadness.

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Yimaozhai is in the deepest part of the Qianli Wind Corridor.

Liu Shisui is practicing calligraphy with Guancheng pen. This is the homework given to him by Bu Qiuxiao. After several years of practice, his brushwork has become proficient.

The sword bracelet on his wrist suddenly vibrated.

Liu Shisui relied on Buerjian's thoughts, got up and walked to the window, looking towards the green mountain, only to realize that the wind was blowing.

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A Thousand Miles Wind Corridor.

The wind will continue for thousands of years.

The wind at the entrance is relatively small, so there are still some buildings and mortals living there, but business is not so good.

Xiaohe sat by the window, propped his chin, and looked at the road without people for a few days, feeling so bored.

Suddenly, she saw a scene, her face suddenly pale.

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A carriage came from the hills.

Yinfeng stood on the roof of the car facing the wind, her feathers were slightly messy, just like her mood at this time.

The ancestor Xuanyin was sitting on the shaft, his sparse hair was blown more messy by the gale.

A melodious and lively whistle sound came from the carriage.

It is not a Stygian lullaby, nor is it a fairy tune, but a very common Huangmei minor in the world.

Only the person in the carriage and Jing Jiu knew that Liu Ci was from Huangmei Town.

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All empty swords.

Return to the Japanese sword.

The tide of swords.

Furth sword.

The best sword far away in the wind corridor.

Hundreds of flying swords in the sky.

And the sword.

All the swords are quietly facing the scabbard on the stele.

The Qingshan disciples bowed to the ground and said in unison: "Welcome to the head, the sword returns to Qingshan!"

Suddenly a spring rain fell, wet the stone stele, moisturizing everything without making a sound.