MTL - The Path Toward Heaven-v9 Chapter 4 Sit and talk

Zhuo Rusui and others have been staring at the two wheelchairs on the beach.

This dialogue will inevitably be written in the history of mankind. How can it not be heard and then recorded?

So they are all eavesdropping, nervous and faintly excited, just like doing bad things.

In order not to disturb the conversation, their exchanges are all done in divine consciousness.

Several gods converge in one place, affecting the flow of air, forming a vague air mass.

"The real head is really so arrogant. Who will make the first move? Actually I can say that I am a human!"

"The old man showed you fairy tales. Didn't you read those history books? Who can **** that woman? An emperor said something similar."

"Patriarch's words are so sharp, how should I respond? My queen. Does the head master want to admit that he is a jellyfish?"

"The son should be so good, I am all life... If only I can not fight."

"He can't hear it again. Can you stop flattering at the age of ten? Don't let your hands be soft and throw the magic weapon together later."

"This sword is good. If it represents the direction of human evolution, it should be Ping Yongjia or that little girl."

"Does Qing'er girl count? What about her? Will she go to war?"

"Ping Yongjia has nothing to do with this world? What does this mean? All things and one sword have other origins? It will be fine if he is here."

"The real head actually said it was not important, and it was shameless to change the topic so stiffly."

"Can he really get rid of the control of the Heavenly Sword?"

"The head master actually wanted to kill the Patriarch when he was in Chaotian Continent? Why? Does he really have a way?"

The divine consciousness conversation ends here, because the discussion has been completed.

"It's really boring." Shen Yunjian said: "The essence of human beings really is repetition."

Liu Shisui asked seriously: "What's the solution?"

Shen Yunjian said: "Life, evolution... these should be things that should have been understood since childhood. Two old guys who have lived and don't know how old are still discussing so seriously, is it really boring to delay time?"

"Really?" Liu Shisui and Peng Lang were a little at a loss, "We never thought about it."

Shen Yun slurped aloud, just about to make fun of a few words, and suddenly found something wrong with Zhao Layue.

Zhao Layue did not participate in their discussion, and has been paying attention to the Huaxi by the sea.

The location of Huaxi was a bit close to the two wheelchairs.

If the Patriarch takes action, she will want to kill.

Occasionally, the little girl squatted down to pick up shellfish. The sea breeze moved her hair and her sleeves, her pale face was a little red from the sun, and beads of sweat grew.

Who would have thought that such a lovely woman would die at any time?

Several sword lights lit up from between the clothes.

Zhao Layue disappeared from the place, and instantly came to Huaxi.

Liu Shisui and others responded extremely quickly.

More than a dozen sword lights were born on the beach, and they also came to Zhao Layue.

Tong Yan also floated past using the heaven and earth escape method.

Only the robot is still standing on the beach.

Shen Yun scolded a few swear words and sat down.

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Zhao Layue and others watched the sea warily.

A very small storm came from the sea, and then disappeared immediately.

The sea swelled, and a man in a black robes came out, it was Jian Xian Ensheng.

When leaving Mars, he grabbed Ah Da's Mao and hung it all the way. Ah Da hadn't done anything until he reached the atmosphere of Ancestral Star, and he suddenly attacked him and shot him down into the sea far away.

It didn't want Ensheng to participate in the subsequent war to do so, but it didn't expect that Jing Jiu didn't do it immediately after meeting his ancestor, but exchanged Huaxi's life with Xue Ji's life, and then started chatting.

Even the endless sea, so long is enough for Ensheng to find him.

Everyone looked at him vigilantly, even Peng Lang.

No one knew whether Jian Xian Ensheng would break the short silence. What if he didn't want to rescue Huaxi, but killed Huaxi, so as to help the ancestor gain the right to act freely?

Ensheng ignored them and walked directly to the coconut grove not far away. He looked at Jing Jiu in the wheelchair and said, "Although these words are meaningless now, I still want to say that there is no ancestor to create Qingshan Jianzong. It is impossible to have you now, let alone these juniors, do you lack basic respect for him?"

Listening to these words, Liu Shisui lowered his head. Zhuo Rusui also felt so uncomfortable. Peng Lang thought that if there was no Patriarch Ensheng to start the sect in Tianshou Mountain, he would not have the current self, so he sighed.

Zhao Layue and Tong Yan were also silent. They have all learned Qingshan Kendo, no matter from which point of view, they should be regarded as having received the favor of the ancestor, but now they are besieging the ancestor, and it really feels wrong.

Only one person does not think so.

"He just happened to pick the sword in the mountains."

Jing Jiu said, "If someone else picks the sword, the Qingshan Sect will also appear."

This sentence is in response to Jian Xian Ensheng's statement.

Since Patriarch is not a necessary condition for the existence of these descendants, then why be grateful?

"Instead, someone else picked up the sword, and it might be used to chop wood."

Ensheng stared into his eyes and said: "The Patriarch is the one chosen by fate."

"The person selected by fate is called Minghao. If the fate means picking the sword, that sword is of course the key."

The meaning of Jing Jiu's words is also very clear.

Ensheng looked at him with a sneer and said, "Qingshanzong's name comes from the ancestor, why do you have to be arrogant?"

Jing Jiu said: "If Zhuo Rusui picked this sword tens of thousands of years ago, it would be called Rusuizong. If I picked it at ten years old, it would be called Shisuizong. If I picked it up, it would be called Jiuzong. Is it important?"

Zhuo Rusui said bitterly: "It's still more important, these names are too weird."

Shen Yun buried in the distance and said, "That's Shen Qingshan's name just right. I have to thank my grandparents."

"Even if no one picks that sword, the Green Mountain Sect has never appeared before, so what is it?"

Jing Jiu ignored these two boring guys and watched Ensheng continue to say: "I can go to Yunmeng Mountain, Guocheng Temple, Daze, Jingzong, even if I go to Kunlun School, I will also be invincible in the world."

Zhao Layue couldn't listen anymore. It was not because of his narcissism that he felt numb, but mainly because he had opinions on a certain sect.

"Kunlun school can't."

"Well, how about I create a Jingyuan school? What is important about the school?"

Jing Jiu said: "The Qingshan Sect was really good to me, so I never left, but that was the later Qingshan Sect, and it has nothing to do with the portraits in the small building."

His memory and feelings of Qingshan Sect began with the real person of Daoyuan. If it is said that as long as it is a member of the Qingshan Sect, it is natural to be close and affectionate...what are the uncles and uncles that he killed in the year with his senior brother and the dead dog Yinfeng?

"It is your own business that you created the Qingshan Sect, not for me."

Jing Jiu looked at Shen Qingshan and said, "You don't know that there will be a me in the world in tens of thousands of years."

The ancient emperors built such a large palace for their comfort and brightness. The tourists who visited the palace in later generations should thank him for leaving this great building for mankind and himself?

"Cracked reasoning." There is a rare seriousness in Shen Yunbu's voice, "but I like it."

Shen Qingshan looked at Jing Jiu quietly, without speaking.

The beach suddenly entered a strange silence.

Everyone feels very bad.

He said a lot when discussing humans. Why is he just looking at Jing Jiu now?

He obviously didn't think that what Jing Jiu said was meaningless, it was more like looking at a dead person.

It's going to die, just say it casually.

Jing Jiu's words are indeed too much, and they are completely inconsistent with his temperament.

People are about to die, and there are too many words?

Suddenly there was a breeze.

The coconut grove rang in the wind.

The wind came from the sea, from the sky, from outside the atmosphere, and brought a small and clear message.

The distant message is a letter of peace.

Ah Da lived up to expectations and really lifted the crisis over there.

The atmosphere at the beach has not become relaxed, but more tense.

The relief of the crisis over there means the end of the agreement, which means that the tranquility here will no longer exist.

The tense atmosphere and seemingly nonexistent pressure even affected the sea.

The sea surges to the beach and suddenly becomes sticky, and then the waves gradually freeze, like a static sculpture.

Huaxi squatted down and gently pulled a piece with his fingers, and found that it was not ice, but something like a jade.

The Patriarch looked at Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu hummed softly.

Zhao Layue looked at the seaside as a little girl who didn't care about anything, and withdrew the sword intent.

Huaxi's body trembled slightly.

After a while, she slowly stood up, turned and looked at the side of the coconut grove, her gaze fell on Shen Qingshan's face.

Shen Qingshan did not look at her, but at Jing Jiu.

The silence on the beach was suddenly broken by the sound of footsteps.

Zhao Layue ignored her, but looked down at her palms. The sword intents taken out of Huaxi's brain were like thin ice lying on the palms with thin cocoons, so quiet and gentle, like the wings of a chilling cicada. .

The footsteps are steady, and the intervals are exactly the same.

A row of footprints appeared on the beach, obviously barefoot.

The gray plaid shirt is already in ruins, so how can you keep the shoes?

Liu Shisui walked into the wheelchair and saluted, and said, "The younger generation would like to ask the patriarch for advice."

Looking at this scene, Zhuo Rusui's expression changed slightly, thinking that it was not Zhao Layue who made the first move?

"Go." Zhao Layue said in her heart.

The thin ice-like sword intent in her palm suddenly melted into two sword lights.

The sword light bends slightly, like an arc.

The next moment, those two arcs appeared beside the coconut grove and behind the wheelchair.

Under the arc light, reality gradually emerged, it was two thin films with a faint filamentous structure in between.

Those are double transparent wings.

On Qinger's body.

It turned out that it was not the two arc-shaped sword lights that left on their own, but Qing'er glued the sword lights to the wings.

Then she silently appeared behind Shen Qingshan.

This is more mysterious than the Heaven and Earth Escape Method of the Zhongzhou School, and faster than the speed of the Netherworld Immortal Sword.

The transparent thin wings fell silently.

With those two sword lights cut down.

At the same time, a blade of sword protruded from the sand under Shen Qingshan's wheelchair.

Red as blood.

It was the first sword that was opened up by Zhao Layue with blood.

There were countless swords in Zhao Layue's eyes.

Those sword lights penetrated the black and white eyes, smearing an extremely awe-inspiring meaning.

Several sword lights were born on the hair that wafted from her temples and the cloth belt of her neckline.

Why is the invisible sword body so ghostly?

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The sky is full of stars dotted in the night sky, and the peaks of the green hills are quiet and somewhat boring.

Nan Wang sat on the black stone on the top of Qingrong Peak, looking at the starry sky, silent.

Compared with previous years, she still had some changes after all, just like how many new branches were born from the flower tree beside the black stone.

For example, she did not lie on the black stone, did not drink, and more importantly did not sing.

She retracted her gaze and looked at the Shenmo Peak not far away, and found that it was even more deserted than herself.

Those people have soared away, or went to sea.

The pictures that can be seen from time to time by the cliff have long ceased to exist, and will never appear again.

The starlight suddenly became dimmed, the night sky suddenly blew up, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth was slightly chaotic.

Nan Wang looked slightly in the direction of Bihu Peak.

Why did the Green Mountain Sword Formation repaired by Ping Yongjia 30 years ago show such a big reaction?

Countless dark clouds gathered from around the sky and the earth, covering the stars, pressing like a cover on the peaks of the green mountains.

A dust dragon emerged from the top of Tianguang Peak and quickly came to the top of Qingrong Peak.

Ping Yongjia saluted her and said, "There will be sky thunder later."

Sky thunder is not a catastrophe, but it is also an extremely rare celestial phenomenon, which often means something important.

Nan Wang raised an eyebrow and asked puzzledly: "Does the head of the real person know why?"

Ping Yongjia was silent for a while, looked at the Bihu Peak in the distance, and said, "Look at it and talk about it."

The sky at the top of Bihu Peak is where the eyes of the Qingshan sword formation are.

It didn't take long for countless thunders to fall from the clouds, and the bright lightning showed the green mountains and peaks very clearly.

The disciples of each peak have been ordered to strictly prohibit washing their swords in the thunderstorm tonight, and they have all stayed in their respective caves.

Most of the lightning fell on the top of Bihu Peak.

The lake water is turbulent, waves are constant, and occasional water mist arises.

The thunderstorm tonight is indeed terrible, and the Thunder Soul Tree in that palace has been made into two in a short time.

"Did you see anything?" Nan Wang asked, looking at Ping Yongjia.

Ping Yongjia's face was pale, her expression was a bit wrong, and she said, "Something is going on outside."

Nan forgot to understand what he meant, UU reading www.uukanshu.com's face also changed.

Ping Yongjia could see it because he had seen that person's ruthless eyes many times tens of thousands of years ago.

It didn't take long before the sky thunder stopped.

The clouds suddenly dissipated and the stars shone, as if nothing had happened before.

But really nothing happened?

Ping Yongjia sat on the black stone with her head down and her knees, as scared as a child.

Nan Wang said blankly, "Since we can't change anything, just be yourself."

Ping Yongjia was startled and said, "Then what should I do?"

Nan Wang said, "Tomorrow there will be a new sword washing disciple who will enter the mountain gate. You are the head of the mountain. Of course, you have to make arrangements.

　　

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