The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 272

This is the last chapter of this volume. In fact, I always want to know if any readers will look back at the first words after reading a volume. I really recommend you to have a look. It's very difficult to choose a word to fit the content and spirit of a volume each time, but I'm lucky to find it every time, including the next volume. Thank you.)

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Fu Si sword accelerated again when he entered the virtual environment. He entered the thunder field twice on the way to receive the baptism of thunderstorms and replenish Reiki. The next evening, he came to the distant depths of the sea.

As in the past years, the big vortex keeps swallowing the sea water, but the sound is not so violent. It is very light and beautiful. No wonder it is called Mingquan secret place.

The fog over the islands is still so deep that even sea fish can't get in and out, and I don't know how the boy and West Wang Sun left.

The giant sat cross legged in the sea, holding the ten thousand year old tree in his left hand, holding his head in his right hand and drooping his eyelids. He was too sleepy, but he still insisted on taking a look at the fog from time to time.

Forth's sword fell from the sky, flew to his eyes, vibrated its tail, drew several circles in the air, and then stood still.

The giant's eyes brightened, and he stretched out his fingers and carefully touched the sword.

His movements were so precise that he didn't shake forth's sword.

Forth's sword swished away.

The giant looked at the direction where the sword disappeared and waved.

There was a strong wind in the sky.

The giant withdrew his hand, covered his mouth, yawned, looked down at the islands in the fog, and showed a simple and honest smile on his face.

He got up and went to the whirlpool hundreds of miles away in the north and threw the ten thousand year old tree in his hand.

He shouted to the West and turned to the distant continent in the East.

The next morning, Penglai Island ushered in the first hurricane of this summer.

When the boatman and the sailors were nervous, they suddenly heard the roar hidden in the wind and shouted with ecstasy.

Summon Poseidon!

Ready to sail!

Thousands of treasure ships and divine ships left the shore and sailed towards the depths of the sea, leaving countless beautiful traces on the blue sea.

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The blue lake reflects the sky light like a mirror.

The sky is splitting.

The water broke.

An awning boat passed slowly.

Suddenly, raindrops fell on the lake, causing countless ripples.

This is the Yanyu Lake in Shangzhou City, with excellent scenery. It is the most popular place for foreign tourists except the star picking building.

Liu was ten years old, sitting in the bow with a bamboo fishing rod in his hand. Xiao He sat opposite, sewing something with a needle and thread in his hand.

There was no fish on the hook for a long time.

The small bubbles brought by light rain on the water look like bubbles vomited by fish, which is even more annoying.

Liu is ten years old, good-natured, calm and can't see a trace of impatience.

Xiao He looked at him without paying attention to himself. His eyes turned slightly and quietly blew a breath towards the lake.

In the past, in Haizhou city and on the way to escape, she always showed great dignity and quiet in front of Liu ten years old.

Because of this little action, she is flexible and moving.

The line trembled slightly and straightened in an instant.

When Liu was ten years old, he was surprised. He pulled up the fishing rod and found it was a koi. He said happily, "yes."

Xiao He looked at him with a smile and said, "young master, where can I do something bad?"

Liu ten years old repeatedly waved his hand and said, "what kind of Childe am I?"

Xiao He looked at him with wide eyes and asked, "young master, of course you are."

Liu shisui said seriously, "people like my childe are childe."

Hearing this, little Horton felt a little pain and cold on his shoulder. He didn't want to continue to use his means and snorted discontentedly.

Liu was ten years old. She didn't understand why her mood was suddenly bad. She thought, is it the rain?

The rain suddenly stopped.

The weather in midsummer is really like a girl's mood.

The sun suddenly became strong, and the lake produced steam, which was very muggy.

Although practitioners are not afraid of cold and heat, they will also feel uncomfortable, and the storm is quiet. It's time to go.

At the age of ten, Liu untied the Koi and threw it back into the lake. He said, "let's go."

Before his death, the old scholar reminded them to go back to the castle peak when everything was calm. Now it has been decades since the battle of Yuntai. I think the situation should have been stable.

Xiao He thought that he would go to Castle Peak and meet Jing Jiu, whom he was most afraid of, and gave a nervous hum.

The awning boat docked and replaced it with a carriage.

It was a docile white horse that pulled the cart. It didn't go fast all the way south from Shangzhou city.

Liu shisui didn't choose to ride the sword because it was too conspicuous.

Yuntai was destroyed, but Lao Lin still had many assassins alive. Those people must want to kill him. Coupled with the matter of luohuainan, he was really dangerous.