The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 655

A soft snap.

ADA fell to the ground, tilted his right hind leg, sniffed his body carefully, and was relieved to confirm that there was no taste of saliva.

When he looked up and saw the stone mountain, he couldn't help being startled.

When he came to Yinfeng to play, he searched the stone mountain many times, but... When did you change your recipe?

The corpses of the strongmen of the green mountain have no strength of heaven and earth, but their flesh, muscles and bones have the intention of sword. They want to make a big tonic, but... It violates the rules of the Green Mountain Gate!

It looked at the corpse dog and thought that Yuan Jijing was dead. Are you just fooling around?

The corpse dog really didn't know what the cat was thinking. He went to the side of the stone mountain and stretched out his front paw to dig out a deep pit.

The body of a snow country monster is buried in the pit. From the appearance, we can see that the level is very high.

A Da strolled to the pit and looked at it. He meowed in disgust.

The corpse dog's eyes were slightly different. He thought it was a good thing he kept. Did he dislike it? After thinking about it, I went to another place and dug out another body.

This is the corpse of a strong man in the underworld. All the soul fire has turned into broken crystals. I don't know how it tastes, but it must be very helpful to practice.

Ah Da Wang's eyes to the dead dog were full of sympathy and pity.

Brother is very popular in Shenmo peak. He drinks spicy food and can step on it... Tut Tut, you are still eating these things these days?

The corpse dog looked at it with some confusion.

A big meow said that he was suddenly not hungry again.

The corpse dog didn't think much. He bowed his head and ate half of the body of the strong man of the underworld, and then carefully buried it back. Of course, he didn't forget to bury the body of the snow country monster again.

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it's dawn.

Then it went dark.

it's dawn.

Then it was dark again.

The sword light stopped.

The pit was planed open.

Then fill it up.

Gouge again.

Fill again.

It's gone.

The stone tablet at the top of Tianguang peak kept rustling with dust, but the interval was longer and longer.

Some green mountain disciples left and came back again to bring fruit to the teachers.

Green mountain immortal masters are not afraid of hunger, but they are afraid of boredom.

A Da lay in the mouth of the corpse dog, looked at the distant sky through the stone pillar like canine teeth, and thought, since the victory and defeat have been divided, why don't you let me out?

White clothes float gently, much more vivid than those clouds in the sky.

Well nine fell on the mountain and lowered himself to insert the bamboo flute back into the soil.

Thin green branches are drilled out of the bamboo flute hole and grow in the wind. They soon spread, and then small white flowers in twos and threes bloom, followed by a sea of flowers all over the mountains.

Fang Jingtian lay in the sea of flowers, gasping heavily. He didn't look like a fairy. He looked like a seriously ill old man.

Among the strongmen of qingshanzong, Guangyuan immortal is famous for his stupidity and low-key. He is the most unlike immortal.

From many years ago, he was like an ordinary rich man. No matter how the two slender silver eyebrows fluttered, they couldn't remove the vulgarity from him.

That kind of vulgarity is not the vulgarity of the ordinary meaning. It refers to the family style, which is the fresh taste related to the world.

From this point of view, Taiping immortal has received so many disciples, and he is the most like one.

Compared with later disciples such as Guangyuan and Nanji, he spent more time on Shangde peak and was deeply impressed by master.

It may be for these reasons that his loyalty to immortal Taiping is far more than that of others, and his hatred for Jing Jiu and others is even more profound.

"I, Japan, your ancestors." Fang Jingtian looked at Jing Jiu and said.

Well nine said, "although the sword pill is broken, it doesn't mean it can't be rebuilt. I've seen someone break the golden elixir and rebuild it on the snow field. It should be the same method. Do you want to learn?"

Fang Jingtian said, "fuck you, grandma."

Well nine seemed not to hear. He continued calmly and said, "of course, your sword ghost has a problem and shows signs of laxity. If you want to recover, it may take more than 200 years. You should be able to endure that day."

Fang Jingtian said, "fuck you, mom."

"In the future, treat the injury here and strive to live. It's always bad to die."

Well nine looked at the sky and said, "before long, we should meet again."

Fang Jingtian gasped twice and said, "I, fuck, you."

Well nine said, "No."

With these words, he left Yinfeng.

When he came to the sword prison passage, he stopped somewhere, turned and looked at the cell at the end of the quiet passage on his left, and suddenly sat down cross legged.

There are countless fierce sword meanings hidden in the channel, which he laid many years ago. Even he can't bear it, but now the situation has changed.