The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 295

Zhao Layue's question didn't interrupt Jing Jiu's thoughts, but made him think more seriously.

He told Liu shisui the truth and the truth.

For this world, flying is the greatest evil, but it is his greatest and only pursuit.

So good and evil are like clouds to him.

Only because the practice needs not to be disturbed, he needs to be quiet, and of course, he will have a position because of some emotional connections.

He understood Fang Jingtian's emotional need to avenge his master and Lei poyun's hard pursuit of breaking the environment.

The elder martial brother's words can set off a huge wave in the world, also because he understands what everyone needs and pursues.

The only exception is himself. Elder martial brother never knows what he likes or wants. He only knows that he wants to fly, but he can't give it to him.

Just like he knows what Zhao Layue wants now, but he can't give it to her.

Zhao Layue said, "Fang Jingtian once asked Tianjin people to kill you. Obviously, it has something to do with Xihai sword sect and bu Laolin. Why didn't the leader and sword law deal with it?"

Well nine said: "I said, they are martial brothers, and there is no evidence."

Zhao La Yue said, "don't you think Shangde peak is very suspicious?"

Qingshan Jiufeng knows that Yuan Qijing doesn't like Jingyang immortal, and Shangde Feng's handling of recent things always tastes wrong.

Jing Jiu knew that Yuan Qijing didn't like him, but he really had no doubt. He explained to her: "Lei broke the cloud was killed by him."

Zhao Layue said, "this may also be killing people."

Well nine looked at her quietly.

Zhao Layue was silent for a while and said, "well, Liu's ten-year-old cultivation problem is expected to be solved. It's always a good thing."

Having said that, she was overcast by the past peak, and Jane Ruyun and others were so dazed. Naturally, she was still a little unhappy, and her nose became slightly thicker.

Jing Jiu knew that she was unhappy. In fact, he was not used to it. In the past, if he met such a thing, or killed with a sword, or knelt down and begged for mercy before he came out of the sword, he felt a little tied up in doing things like this.

"The last thing a monk needs is patience."

He didn't know whether he was teaching her or persuading himself.

When Jing Jiu was trapped in the snow, Gu Qing once said that it is never too late for friars to take revenge, but Zhao Layue has never been such a person.

She looked at Jing Jiu and asked seriously, "when can you enter the broken sea?"

Jingjiu's realm still stays in wuzhangzhong, which is five layers away from the broken sea.

For ordinary green mountain disciples, if everything goes well or they can break a level of environment in more than ten years, of course, it is normal to spend decades.

But Zhao Layue has unlimited hope for Jingjiu. Even if his realm has stagnated for more than seven years, he is about to become the weakest guy in Shenmo peak.

Even in her opinion, as long as Jingjiu can break the sea, neither Bai Rujing nor Fang Jingtian can be his opponent.

Hearing this question, Jing Jiu smiled and said nothing.

Zhao La Yue didn't understand what he meant and asked, "what's the matter?"

I don't know whether it was because the autumn sun in the sky was too strong or the smiling face was too beautiful. She didn't notice that Jing Jiu's smile was a little bitter.

Surprisingly, there was a little self mockery in his smile.

These are emotions that rarely appear in him.

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Jing Jiu has never worried about his practice. Now he seems a little overconfident because he has encountered unsolvable problems.

The queen of the snow country gave birth and brought about changes in the snow field. He and Bai had been trapped in the cold cave for six years.

In these six years, in order to ensure the temperature in the cave and avoid Bai Zao freezing to death by the deep cold, Jing Jiu kept burning sword fire for a moment.

In order to ensure that the sword fire burns, he needs to keep supplying Zhenyuan, and must ensure that Zhenyuan will not dry up. For six years, Zhenyuan in his body has been running at a minimum, barely maintaining a glimmer of vitality, like the last thin ice on the river that is about to completely melt, or the last piece of paper that is about to be burned out in the furnace.

In such a situation, it is naturally impossible to practice and have the spirit to understand Heaven and earth. We can only temper our will to incomparable tenacity.

Unfortunately, well nine doesn't need this, so these six years are completely wasted for him.

He didn't care very much. He thought that everything would return to normal after returning to the green mountain. Even if the state was still stagnant in the middle of nowhere for the first two years and there was no sign of breakthrough, he was still not in a hurry. He should know that cultivation is a water mill skill. Before the time determined at that moment, the rain fell on the green stone and could only splash.

Until a few days ago, he thought about Liu's cultivation at the age of ten. In order to make a comparative study, he conducted a self-knowledge of sword concept and a push change evolution at the same time. He was surprised to find... If it goes on like this, it seems that the drop of water will never drip through his blue stone.

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Shenmo peak held a rare meeting, not by the cliff or in the cave.