The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 2

The four are always full. There is no doubt about Feng Shui here. So you should send me new poems. The fragrant flowers in the valley and the cold algae dancing in the ripples. With Yuchuan's two armpits, Tianxian may not be lovesick. And send people home by running water. The sunset on the top of the layer, and the grass dew has stained his clothes.

(Su Shi, Linjiang immortal, wrote the inscription in Fengshui cave.)

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Facing the south of the continent, a green mountain stretches for thousands of miles, and hundreds of Xiufeng are hidden in clouds all year round.

Qingshan sect, the world's largest spiritual sect, is here. It's very difficult for ordinary people to see the truth.

There are some ordinary villages and towns scattered outside the green mountain. One of them is located in the southwest hilly area and is called Yunji because of the fairy fog coming from the mountain.

The scenery of Yunji town is quite beautiful. It coincides with the early spring. The wind blows the face, the poplar flowers dance lightly, and the fog seems to be a fairyland.

The residents of the town have long been accustomed to walking, and the tourists in the restaurant are amazed.

Sitting by the window, Yin San just wants to eat hot pot.

"There is no problem in the world that one hot pot can't solve. If there is, use two hot pots... Now this sentence is very popular in Ming. It is said that it was passed from the dynasty song, but I think it should be Yizhou. As you know, we have no sunshine all year round. It's humid and cold. Who doesn't like hot pot? May the mushrooms have a good harvest? You people on the ground like to eat. We have been tired of eating for tens of thousands of years. I want to eat an authentic hot pot now, and then go back and boast. What's wrong with that? "

He looked at the duck intestines rolling in the red and spicy soup and the floating pepper from time to time, swallowed his saliva, and looked up at a girl across the table.

The girl has short black and beautiful hair, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and still childish. If she laughs, she should be very funny. But she didn't. her eyes drooped slightly, and her slender eyelashes didn't blink. It was like a portrait, not a real person.

The room was still so quiet, and the footsteps of pedestrians outside the window became clearer and clearer.

Yin San said, "well, I admit that I stayed to watch the excitement, but who in the whole practice world doesn't want to see the excitement? That's why you have to deal with me? No. Younger martial sister, could you please loosen this thing, even if you don't let me go, but let me eat two chopsticks first, and I can't eat the belly and yellow throat in the pot if I don't catch them again. "

The duck intestines have sunk to the bottom of the soup, the pepper is still floating, and the belly and yellow throat are looming.

Yin San couldn't eat these because a thin silver metal chain tightly tied his body. He couldn't move and couldn't take chopsticks.

The girl sat quietly at the table without talking.

Yin San suddenly said, "where's your sword? If you used to sneak attack and kill me with a flying sword, I would naturally be defenseless, but now you're sitting in front of me. Aren't you afraid of my violent counterattack? Do you really think this sword rope can hold me? "

The girl still ignored him.

Yin San finally got serious and said, "Castle Peak sect is the leader of Kendo and the right way. Do you want to kill without asking?"

The girl finally raised her head. Her eyes were bright and clear without any impurities.

Looking at such eyes, Yin San felt very relaxed. Then she felt a little cool in the middle of her eyebrows, like a raindrop falling there.

A small sword hovered quietly in the air in front of him.

He didn't know that there was a blood hole between his eyebrows. The hole was small and round. He could even use the word delicate.

A waterfall of fresh blood gushed out of his eyebrows and fell into the hot pot.

The blood of the disciples of the underworld is also hot, but it is cold compared with the soup in the hot pot, and the boiling pot surface gradually subsides.

The vitality in his eyes gradually cooled down, leaving only some puzzled emotions.

Hundreds of cold flames floated around the restaurant along the dark sword idea, and scattered when they met things. It was the residue of the soul fire of the disciples of the underworld.

The girl's expression was slightly chilly, her eyebrows were raised, and the corners of her eyes also rose, like thin willow leaves, with a sharp meaning.

Soon, her eyebrows fell down, as if thinking.

The little sword flew out of the window and disappeared into the street.

Her fingers moved, and the thin chain that tied Yin San turned into a streamer and fell between her wrists into a silver bracelet.

"I'm a disciple of an outside sect. I don't have a sword."

She got up and said to the dead Yin San.

Yin San's body fell to the ground.

She opened the door and went out.

There was a cry in the restaurant, and the diners and tourists panicked and ran outside the building.

A middle-aged man appeared on the street before the mist dispersed. He looked indifferent, thin and cold in his eyes.

"The demons of the underworld come to our Castle Peak sect to show off. They deserve to die."

Listen to this, people can't guess the identity of this person.

Tourists from other counties were startled and quickly fell to their knees and dared not look up.

The residents of the town also praised the immortal master and fell to the ground, but after all, living in Yunji town for a long time, they heard a lot about the immortal deeds of Qingshan sect, and even saw the trace of the immortal master occasionally. They woke up quickly. They thought it was very unusual today.