The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 703

Well nine's pity mood is somewhat different. It's not like a green bird, but a feeling for the world.

Including too late.

The green bird strolled to the edge of the chessboard and looked out of the cliff, thinking about the Taiping immortal who had just left and the tens of thousands of years in Yunmeng Mountain, with complex emotions in his eyes.

She knew that Jing Jiu would not let herself go to find immortal Bai, because it was too dangerous.

Even the Shifang demon tower that talks about real people has been banned by the white family. Who knows what Zhongzhou sect has done in the qingtianjian.

Then who should stop immortal Bai? Or is it really too late, as well nine said?

Outside the cliff is a whiter sea of clouds illuminated by stars. There is a large vacancy on the other side of the sea of clouds, which is where Shangde peak was once located.

Now it is a black ground. The cliff stones are very dense and the surface is very smooth. It looks like a huge black jade plate.

Countless wisps of cold overflow from the black jade plate, turning the water mist into light snow, so there will be no clouds.

The snow queen did not swallow all the cold veins at the bottom of Shangde peak, but still left a small part.

Light snow fell, and the corpse dog lay quietly in the middle of the huge black jade plate. It looked like a black stone statue integrated with the ground. It had a sacred meaning and a solemn beauty.

No green mountain disciple dares to look directly at the guardian like this demon, and Qing'er's sight will be very eye-catching.

The corpse dog turned his head to the top of Shenmo peak and showed his meaning with deep, quiet and indifferent eyes.

Well nine said, "you have to guard the sword prison here. You can't go out."

The corpse dog didn't get angry because of being rejected, but his eyes were confused.

A Da stretched out his paw and scratched Jing Jiu to remind him that he was wrong. He thought to himself, can he speak?

There is no Shangde peak and no sword prison. What else do you guard?

"You should guard the green mountain." Well nine revised his statement and then said, "and it's really too late."

What on earth is it too late? Zhao La Yue and Liu were ten years old and didn't think about it. The queniang was still thinking about the chess game. Zhuo Ru Sui and Yuan Qu thought more and more inexplicably. Even if Immortal Bai is not dead, what are you afraid of? As a result, the Zhongzhou sect will produce great turbulence, which is also the hardship of the Zhongzhou sect. What does it have to do with the Qingshan sect? Did she dare to kill her? Can she be more powerful than the Taiping ancestor and the white blade immortal?

Jingjiu ignored the confusion of the disciples, closed his eyes on the bamboo chair and began to rest.

A gorgeous sword fire broke from his earlobe and was born, just like a gem earring, brilliant under the starlight.

The sword burned for a long time before it gradually disappeared. The small wound finally stopped bleeding. At this time, the morning light had returned to the dilapidated green mountains and peaks.

Well nine opened his eyes and was no longer as tired as last night.

Zhao La Yue stared into his eyes and asked, "it's really all right?"

"I won't die."

Well nine reached out and touched her head, stepped up and left the top of Shenmo peak.

The clouds and fog suddenly dispersed, and the sword peak showed a true face. The collapsed cliffs were like countless twisted and deformed roads, snuggling up to each other sadly.

Jing Jiu fell in front of a cliff and saw countless flying swords and the young man in the sword.

Ping Yongjia looked pale and stood helpless in the flying sword. Looking at his figure, he shouted with great joy: "master! Master! You're here at last! "

Jingjiu waved his hand, and the flying sword all over the sky accompanied by the dense sound of breaking the air returned to the crevices and piles of cliff stones, and continued to accept the accumulation of the breath of heaven and earth.

Ping Yongjia ran over and said with a lingering fear, "these swords went crazy yesterday. They followed the white monster to the sky. After killing the immortal, they came back and trapped me. I don't know what they want to do."

Jing Jiu looked at him quietly for a long time and suddenly said, "I told them to do so."

Ping Yongjia was stunned. She didn't ask Shifu why she did this. She gave a very honest cry.

Jingjiu suddenly reached out and touched his head and said, "do you know why I want you to be the master of Jianfeng?"

Ping Yongjia felt the palm on her head. She was extremely happy. You know, in the past, this was the privilege of senior sister Liu and senior brother Liu. She subconsciously replied, "isn't it because the disciple's talent made him an invisible sword?"

Well nine looked at him with a smile and said, "when did you repair it?"

Ping Yongjia was speechless for a moment, thinking that he had been sleeping in Jianfeng all these years, which was really not practice. He was embarrassed and said, "it can't be because I'm cheap? I'm not senior brother Zhuo. "

Instead of explaining, well nine said, "there's something I want you to do, but I need your consent."

——You always ask us to do things. Have you ever been so polite?

Ping Yongjia felt his seriousness and couldn't help but give birth to great pressure. She was flustered and thought about what it was?

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