MTL - The Path Toward Heaven-v9 Chapter 33 Fairy or hero?

Countless sword lights shuttled and flew outside the ten-meter-high sky, becoming denser and denser, illuminating the entire Mars.

Shenda Xianshi sat between the cliffs and rocks, the light on his face was bright and dark, and his smile looked a little strange.

"What do you want to say?" Yushan said nervously.

Master Shenda smiled and said: "You should have also heard that the immortal body of Reality Jingyang is a constant star weapon left by the gods, which can ignite stars."

Yushan clenched his fists angrily, and said, "So what? Uncle Shi is a patient now and can't move."

Master Shenda sneered and said, "Let him try to solve the sword between his neck?"

Liu Shisui summoned Buer Sword and Chu Zi Sword, looked at him expressionlessly and said, "You can try another sentence?"

"Why can't you say? As long as he destroys the sun, he can break this sword formation? You guys his most beloved junior can survive, how great!" Shenda Xianshi laughed and said, "I want to come now. Maybe this is the true meaning of Patriarch's game. It is a question he gave you. How would you choose?"

The top of the cliff became very quiet, and the sound of sword intent tearing through the thin air from the frozen sky could be faintly heard.

Many people looked at Jing Jiu with very complicated eyes.

Everyone present knows the Ignite Star Project.

The source of this war was because Jing Jiu was unwilling to implement this plan.

Now if he doesn't want to watch everyone die, he must make an unwilling choice.

Is this the true intention of the Patriarch?

If you don’t want to ignite the stars, then I will let you start by igniting the sun?

Many people are waiting for his decision.

Yushan was very nervous and tried to persuade Shishu not to be deceived, but Yuan Qu stopped him with his eyes.

Only then did she notice that no matter it was Yuanqu, Su Ziye, Tong Yan, and others, they were calm and did not worry at all.

"Think of something else." Jing Jiu's voice was a little weak, but there was an unshakable sense of firmness.

Hearing these words, the first master of the gods was slightly startled, and the rest of the former immortals were also a little surprised, thinking even if you don't want to, why don't you even think about it? And... he said so upright.

"It's really boring." Shen Yunmu's lazy voice came from the robot, "How can you not be like the heroes in the movie, who are scammed in front of you and committed no evil, and finally see you are dying, just stand up and show Sacrifice yourself for mankind, the country, and the nation, and wash it out immediately."

Tong Yan said: "I don't watch many movies, but don't you think this is too old-fashioned?"

Liu Shisui said earnestly: "The cliché is not important. I just think those people should have died long ago. How can they die when it ends?"

They are different from the immortals of the previous generations, they know Jing Jiu very well, and they are not confused by being worshipped like Yushan, knowing that he will definitely not do this.

He is not even willing to sacrifice for humanity.

When Liu Ci begged him to change his sword in Xihai, he pushed back and forth and hesitated for a long time.

What is the fortune of these junior disciples?

Except for fighting for several times in a row, has he done a dangerous thing in his two lifetimes?

"Think of something else...think of something else...hahahaha!"

Some crazy laughter suddenly sounded between the cliffs and rocks.

It was not Shen Yunbu and Ni Xianren who were a little crazy at first, but Ziqi Donglaijun.

He slowly got up, looked at Jing Jiu with cold eyes and said, "Then you said we should think about something? Think about why you are not afraid?"

Without waiting for someone to speak, his voice became colder and continued: "You are the sword of all things. This sword formation is very difficult to destroy you. Even if it can, the Patriarch is reluctant to destroy you, so you can sit in a wheelchair and look at it coldly. Everything happens, what about us? Are you destined to be buried with you?"

"If he dies, we will die together because of him, then it is called a funeral."

Shen Yunmu laughed and said, "According to your statement, he can't die anyway, so you have to be more precise in your words."

When the Ziqi Donglai Jun heard the qi knot, he let out a clear howl, actually flying off the cliff and heading towards the sky!

With a soft bang, a small round hole appeared in the frozen sky, with a faint purple odor overflowing, and the smear was like a gem.

The figure of Ziqi Donglaijun instantly disappeared into the universe, as if he had jumped into the sea.

Hundreds of sword lights dripped from the small circular hole, and it closed again.

People looked at where he disappeared and remained silent for a while.

"Three hours in standard time." Tong Yan said.

Shen Yunjian mocked and said, "He is too excited at the moment, I'm afraid he can't hold it for two hours."

Everyone knew that they were talking about how long the Purple Qi Donglai Monarch could survive in the solar system sword formation. Whether it is a few hours, days, or even years, as long as you can't find an eye or a new life, you can only wander in this sword formation. Even Peng Lang would eventually die without being able to sustain it, let alone him.

"Over there!" Zeng Ju suddenly stood up and said, looking at somewhere in the universe.

Everyone followed his gaze, vaguely seeing a very faint purple smoke appearing in the distant space.

It's not the purple gas when the morning sun rises.

It is the trace of Tao Xiaoxian.

Ziqi Donglaijun is dead.

Today, he was seriously injured by Tong Yan using insidious means. When he left, he was in a state of turmoil. He was actually wiped out by the solar system sword formation without even a moment of effort.

The top of the cliff became dead silent again.

Xue Ji was sitting on the edge of the cliff, her chill radiating from the red cloak, and she kept freezing the sky, looking like a little girl using her little hand to stop the roaring machine from running.

The sky is getting closer.

There is less and less sand falling in the sky.

After a while, Mars will be swallowed by the sword formation.

Jing Jiu in the wheelchair finally raised his head and looked at the sky.

No one noticed, his right hand dropped on the armrest, his tail trembling slightly.

There was a heavy impact from the cliff, and it was a robot clapping with a strong and tattered manipulator.

"Prepared, prepared." Shen Yun buried an arrogant but fearless voice from the robot, "I taught you this formation a few days ago. I stayed firmly in position after a while. I didn't remember the one that day. Just ask for happiness."

Zhao Layue didn't know the formation, and stretched out her hand to Liu Shisui.

Liu Shisui was slightly startled, only to realize that her Firth sword was on the young man's neck at this moment, and he quickly grabbed the Chuzi sword from the air and handed it over.

When they killed Luo Huainan many years ago, they used this first sword.

When they were separated, Zhao Layue gave him the sword, and now he has returned it to her.

Looking at this scene, Tong Yan wondered if she remembered the past, she was silent for a while, and then took out a pot of chess pieces from her sleeve.

Peng Lang holding the curved sword, still meticulously guarding behind Xue Ji.

Su Ziye and Yuanqu looked at each other, and walked quietly towards the incense case-there were Chen Ya's remains on the incense case.

"Why don't you follow Liu Shisui's golden body?" Su Ziye laughed.

"I let him protect Junior Sister Yushan..." Yuan Qu sneered in a low voice: "Then why don't you follow the uncle next to him? He is much stronger than this stone man and a golden body."

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On the opposite side of Mars from Olympus.

Two fairies sit on the edge of an extremely large and deep canyon.

There is no mountain or Xueji's support here, the frozen sky is relatively soft, and the collapse is close to the ground.

He Xiangu reached out and touched the sky above his head, and some frost suddenly formed on his fingertips, and then spread to his forearms.

She shook her hair and shook the frost off, and said, "When I was a child, when I was just practicing in Chaotian Continent, I wanted to touch the sky. I didn't expect that after more than two thousand years, I actually touched it. interesting."

Master Yun looked at the snowflakes in the frozen sky with an expression of admiration and admiration in his eyes, and said, "This sky is so beautiful."

"Unexpectedly, what Tong Yan said was right, the ancestor actually wanted us to die." He Xiangu raised his eyebrows and said.

Master Yun retracted his gaze and looked at her gently and said, "It is Xue Ji that Patriarch wants to kill and Jing Jiu is to be used. We are just in time for it...Speaking of which, if I were not dragging you to Mo Yuanxing, you wouldn't. I got on the pirate ship with me and wouldn’t be here. I’m so sorry.”

He Xiangu smiled and said: "You like to be a hero, so I will walk with you."

Master Yun said with emotion: "At that time, I only felt that the Patriarch was right, and it should be so."

He Xiangu said: "Today I am wrong with yesterday's me. This is what you taught me... But there should be a tense moment over there. I thought you would take me back and help those juniors continue to be yourself. Hero."

"Your Majesty is here, what is the importance of what we do?" Master Yun said earnestly: "And I am an immortal, I am not a hero."

At this moment, the frozen sky fell a little again.

If they want to stay on the edge of the canyon, they must sit on the ground.

"What happens next?" He Xiangu asked.

Master Yun waved his sleeve to release a white cloud, and reached out to please.

He Xiangu put his hands up.

Master Yun took her hand and walked to the cloud group.

The white clouds moved without wind, along the canyon, like a small boat.

He Xiangu looked at the spectacular scenery in the canyon, smiled and said, "That's fine."

Master Yun took out a clarinet from his sleeve and played it gently.

The flute is melodious.

Baiyun is company.

Suddenly there was singing.

That was the little tune that Chaotian Continent's peasant girls used to hum when they worked thousands of years ago.

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...

The sea lightly beat the silver sand.

The coconut tree is still burning.

The blood-colored full moon hangs quietly on the sea horizon, looking a bit like a demon in the eyes.

Don't say that there are no demons in this world. Even if there are, I dare not look at this beach.

Master Qingshan is sitting here.

The cough echoed into the distance of the sea and gradually disappeared.

His chest was covered with blood.

The **** water was blown by the sea breeze, and turned into translucent, blood-colored, round beads, and rolled down from his body.

The clothes were as clean as ever, but the injuries remained in the body.

For something as grand as the Solar System Sword Array, even if he is the main array player, if he wants to make such a big change, he will have to pay a lot of price.

Zhuo Rusui knelt by the wheelchair, and wanted to care about it, but found that the Patriarch didn't care about his injury, as if it were not his body.

So what is the Patriarch caring about tonight like this?

The fate of mankind or the fish in the pond?

"Does everyone die?" He asked with a trembling voice.

"Xue Ji will be seriously injured, but if you want to kill her, you may have to trap her in this sword formation for several decades." The ancestor said: "Jing Jiu's spirit will be cut apart, and Chengtian Sword will take over him. The body, as for the rest... it depends on their own destiny."

Zhuo Rusui was silent for a long time and said, "You really don't worry about what I do?"

The Patriarch looked at him and said, "What can you do?"

Zhuo Rusui raised his head, looked straight into those eyes that were as deep as the sea bravely, and said, "I am the head of Qingshan."

The Patriarch smiled and said, "Me too."

Zhuo Rusui opened her mouth in pain, and said after a long while, "Why do you believe me so?"

The ancestor said: "You are the contemporary head of the Qingshan Sect, and not a sword demon, why can't I believe you?"

Zhuo Rusui said: "But I am hesitating."

"If Zhao Layue didn't know you would hesitate, how could he let you come here?" The ancestor pushed the wheelchair and walked towards the beach.

If Zhuo Rusui did not hesitate to shoot at the ancestor Qingshan at this time, then he would never have the opportunity to come to the ancestor.

Zhao Layue is not as good at planning as Tong Yan and others, but when discussing the matter in the small vegetable garden outside Guocheng Temple, she still suggested that Zhuo Rusui follow the former immortal of Qingshan Sect-if it is as they thought. , Jing Jiu still embarked on the old path of deceiving his master and destroying his ancestor.

Just like the ancestor said, because she knew that Zhuo Rusui would hesitate, and that hesitation could be felt.

Only in this way can he slightly win the trust of the former immortals of the Green Mountain Sect.

"You are the Qingshan Patriarch, our ancestor, I am the heir of the Qingshan Taoism, there is no reason not to stand by your side. And I don't like them."

Zhuo Rusui stood up, looked at the wheelchair going away and said.

The Patriarch did not look back in the wheelchair and asked, "Why?"

Zhuo Rusui said, "Because of Master."

When the spring rain fell that year, only Nan Wang cried with him. It was not that other monks were ruthless, but they had the deepest affection for Liu Ci.

The real cause of Liu Ci's death was the catastrophe a few years before the spring rain, and where did the catastrophe come from? The brothers Taiping and Jing Jiu are responsible, but there is another person at the source—the immortal urn was taken out by Tong Yan, and the bureau that killed Taiping was also set by Tong Yan.

"Don't look at my cute smiles, funny speeches, innocent and innocent faces in those days of my adulthood, and my heart is toward the end of the gods, but how can I forget the tribulation by the West Sea and the real murderer of Tong Yan? He said that Tong Yan must be killed, but he was stopped by them, but later became the head of Qingshan, and still forbid me to move him, then what is the point of this head? The vision is extremely sharp, I have already seen my murderous intentions, deliberately let Bai Zao come to Qingshan to take away my girl, UU reading www.uukanshu.com made her a Zhongzhou disciple, I guess it will be sent to Yunmeng in the end, let She worshipped Tong Yan’s door. They really worked hard to ease the relationship between me and Tong Yan. The question is, have they ever thought about me willing? I don’t want it, I **** just don’t want it, I just want to kill It’s Tong Yan. Master loved me so much back then, can I not even do this for him? I know that if Master is alive, he will definitely say that Tong Yan is going to kill Master, and he I don’t care about nonsense like that, I don’t listen to him!"

The people of the Qingshan Sect and even the entire Chaotian Continent knew that Zhuo Rusui was a talkative, but few people heard him say such a long sentence in one breath. Everyone knows that he is a funny guy who likes to sleep, speaks harshly, acts arrogantly, and is extremely talented, but no one has ever seen him show such a sincere and angry side.

The hot pot and mahjong at the peak of the gods in those years are not all the truth.

What was he thinking when he grabbed lamb from the pot with long chopsticks?

What was he thinking when he watched Tong Yan walking freely among the green mountains and peaks?

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