MTL - The Path Toward Heaven-Chapter 38 Where is the sword

The movement between the brooks quickly shocked Master Zhufeng between the cliffs and passed to the high cliff stone platform.

A sister-in-law of Shuiyueyu, who had just returned from Qing Rongfeng, looked curiously into the distance, and said, "Who is this man? He is so beautiful."

A young disciple of Wufeng Daojiao frowned and said, "Look at the movement, this person should be very famous in Qingshan Sect."

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Gu Gu looked at the stream, his face was a bit ugly.

I walked over Nanshan and patted his shoulder, smiling.

Xi Mahua didn't seem to see this picture, and smiled and cursed: "This guy doesn't even have a sword, he bears a fart sword."

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Yeah, without a sword, how can it be carried?

Kusui Jiu is empty-handed, with two sleeves and a breeze, where is the sword?

Twenty-six years ago, Jing Jiuchu climbed into Jianfeng easily, and everyone thought he should be able to take the sword soon, but no one saw him afterwards.

He naturally failed to get the fairy sword left by Uncle Mo.

Many teachers, including Uncle Meri, were a little bit angry and had to accept this fact. Jing Jiu was not a genius like Liu after he was ten years old. He may need to wait until the next Cheng Jian conference three years later before he really wants to understand Show off his own light.

Who would have thought, at this time Jingjiu actually stood up.

Did he succeed in fetching a sword?

When did he get it?

What about the sword?

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Yeah, what about the sword?

Listening to the sounds of discussion around him, Jing Jiu remembered what he had forgotten.

No wonder he always felt like he had forgotten something in the past six months.

Yes, he forgot the sword.

That night, half a year ago, he and Zhao Layue joined forces in the Jianfeng Chaoyun to kill the Bihufeng Wuchangqiang, and then he took the sword in hand.

哪里 Where did he put that sword?

Kusui Jiu began to seriously remember.

At that time, he was holding the corpse in his left hand, holding the sword in his right hand, and had to mention the head, which was a bit inconvenient, so he inserted the head into the sword.

The sword was stained with blood, and when he returned to the cave, he saw it by the light.

He thought it was troublesome to wash his sword, so he threw them at the apes to clean them.

Then ... he forgot about it, forgot to return the sword to the monkey.

Yes, that's it.

The sword is still in the hands of the apes.

He didn't think these things took too long, but it still took some time.

适 The elder of Shiyuefeng looked a little ugly, and asked in a cold voice, "What about the sword?"

看着 He looked at Jing Jiu ’s empty hands, thinking that unless you sword martial arts entered the realm of no light, otherwise I would see how you can change the sword.

"Wait a moment," Jing Jiu said.

Then he looked at the cliff downstream of the stream and asked, "What about the sword?"

There were wild forests between the cliffs, very dense, and with his voice, the leaves were chaotic, and the ape couldn't keep talking.

Qi Qinglin was a little messy, with smoke rising from it. I don't know how many apes screamed and went away.

It didn't take long, the ape's voice was approaching, and it should be running back again.

The woods were shaking, the smoke was a little dust, and a dozen apes climbed to the tip.

There was an ape standing at the highest point in the woods, waving his long arm constantly, making an urgent call.

That ape holds a sword in his hand.

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The cliffs along the banks of Luxi River are all practitioners. Their eyesight is much sharper than that of mortals, and the images between cliffs have been seen clearly for a long time.

Looking at the scene, many people's faces are a bit ugly, and Gu Han's face is so dreary as if dripping.

To the people of Qingshan Sect, Feijian is their most reliable partner and firmest comrade in arms.

They take great care of their flying swords, sleep together every night, wipe them day by day, and always keep them.

Who can think of that after Jing Jiu successfully took the sword, he actually threw the sword to the apes to play.

何 How disrespectful this pair of uncle Mo died, to Shi Yuefeng, to the sword!

The ape threw the sword over.

No matter how psychic he is, he is just a monkey after all, his direction is not under control.

剑 The sword rolled in the air, and it seemed to fall into the stream.

Looking at this picture, some people's faces are even more ugly. The elder of Shiyuefeng grunted coldly and was ready to control the sword and pick it up, but soon stopped.

Because, Jiu Jiu has raised his hand.

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Suddenly the sword was still in the air and no longer flipped.

With a bang, the sword fell through the air, turned into a clear light, and disappeared by the stream.

Countless sights fell on Jing Jiu's right hand.

He holds a sword in his hand.

光泽 The sword was dim and slightly wide, and it was the sword that was returned to Qingshan last year by Master Shiyuefeng Mo.

I was shocked.

The previous sword was dozens of feet away from the stream in the air.

Kusui Jiu reached out his hand, and the sword fell into his hand.

This is a sword retraction, not a sword, but it can be recalled from such a long distance, which means that he has been in a perfect condition!

He was naturally qualified to participate in the Cheng Jian Conference.

Xue Yongge said excitedly to the people around him: "I knew I didn't guess wrong! He must hide in the cave every night to practice hard! Really ... really ... so pretending!

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People were surprised, and then they got a lot of dissatisfaction after returning to God.

Some people are dissatisfied because they feel that they might miss something, such as Uncle Meri of Qing Rongfeng.

Kusui Jiu has successfully fetched the sword, why did she not know the news?

望 She looked at Lin Wuzhi, who smiled in the distance, knowing that he had already guessed beforehand, her face became hard to look, and she knew that the other party was one step ahead.

Some people are dissatisfied because of Jing Jiu's attitude.

"You treat the elder's wield like this at will, which is a bit disrespectful."

Uncle Hua Hua's fat face is rare without a smile and is very serious.

Sakurai gave him a glance.

In the usual time, he would not care about this fat man, but today is the Cheng Jian conference. With external courtesy, he feels that he should be more graceful.

"This is my sword."

Except for this sentence, he has no more explanation.

This is the sword he took from Jianfeng, and that is his sword.

Everything in the past was cut with one sword.

There is no such thing as an elder relic.

He can do whatever he wants.

When I heard this answer, Gu Han and Ma Hua remembered the conversation that happened in the same place.

At that time, Gu Han mocked and asked Jing Jiu if he was qualified to use Uncle Mo's sword? Jing Jiu's answer is also very simple, just one word-yes.

He is very good at ending a boring conversation with a word or a sentence ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Because he never hesitates when he says that word or that sentence, he never thinks, there is a sense of rightness .

"It's really unpleasant."

MCA lamented.

Gu Han's expression grew colder.

既然 "Since you have a sword, can you dial it?"

Fucked Nanshan said.

His expression was still so gentle, with a smile.

Xi Mahua looked slightly chilling in his eyes, knew what he meant, and whispered something to the side.

Gu Han suddenly said, "Let Gu Qing go."

Ma Hua was a little surprised, thinking that this too much value that guy.

Kusui Jiu's previous method of fetching swords was indeed beautiful, but after all, he was just a sword-washing disciple, so why did he take it so seriously?

After crossing Nanshan for a while, he said, "That's fine."

Since Jing Jiu is more proud than he thought, he should suffer greater setbacks so that he can mature as quickly as possible.

He thought he thought so.

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Xu Qingfeng came, and the stream was slightly chaotic.

A young disciple walked into the stream from the opposite bank.

The breeze lifted the sword shirt, fluttering like a fairy.

噢 "Oh, this new guy is pretty."

虽然 The little girl of Suspense Bell said: "Although it is worse than the opposite."

The one she said was naturally Jingu.

Sakurai looked at the boy with some surprises.

Disciples at the bank of the river are also discussing, because many people have not seen this boy.

Some people who knew the inside explained it, and they only knew that this person was Gu Qing in the legend.

Disciples of Zhu Zhufeng already knew Gu Qing's identity, and there was a commotion among the cliffs.