The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 12: The little things of Shenmo Peak
The Underworld Master did not respond.
He agreed without looking at Jing Jiu’s face thoughtfully, nor did he take a sip from the abyss.
“When weeds burn, they will start a prairie fire, and when ordinary people in the world are dead, it will definitely be the turn of the underworld.”
Jing Jiu asked, “Doesn’t Taiping’s ambition make you uneasy?”
“You can talk without clothes. I am really curious about how thick your face is to be able to cross such a hot lava river.”
The Underworld Master looked at his lower body and said seriously: “The Seal of Underworld Emperor is actually in the hands of people like you, which makes me more disturbed.”
Jing Jiu remembered that, in order to prevent long-term magma soaking and damaging the white clothes that were already scarce, he had already taken off his clothes when he walked into the magma river.
He is impeccable, just what he looks like at this time.
Then he remembered that when he first met with the Underworld Emperor, he didn’t wear any clothes.
Sure enough, I was in a conflict with the underworld. Instead of going down in person, I asked the underworld master to send people up. This choice seemed right.
Jing Jiu thought about this, but didn’t mean to take out his clothes and put them on.
Since this state makes the underworld master uneasy, he wants to convince the other party that it is better to keep this state.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a tremor from under his feet, and turned to look at the upper reaches of the magma river.
Suddenly countless waves arose in the magma river, roaring at the transparent huge wall from afar, and farther away there was a huge wave like a long bank.
The river surface rose sharply, and soon it flooded under his feet, and then continued upward.
The magma slapped frantically on the cliff wall, igniting thousands of fires.
Jing Jiu stepped into the air, watching the terrifying lava fire waves rushing below, thinking what happened?
He faintly heard an angry roar, which was not the sound of a river, and then he sensed a powerful divine coercion.
The Underworld Master also heard this roar, felt the pressure, his expression changed slightly, and wondered how could the Fire King wake up?
The transparent huge wall separates the world from the underworld. Even the big things in the world-wide realm are difficult to pass. Moreover, he is not afraid of the other party at all with his realm cultivation base. It is just a little accidental. That little guy has always been used to sleeping in the magma. Why did he wake up suddenly and behave so angry?
The Master Ming said to Jing Jiu: “I will carefully consider your matter. On the winter solstice ten years later, you will be waiting for news by the Tongtianjing.”
Jing Jiu said, “Are you in a hurry?”
When he wanted to come, if even the Underworld Master didn’t want to face the oppressive master, then he should leave as soon as possible.
Master Ming smiled slightly and said: “If you let it see us together, the Zhongzhou faction will definitely accuse you of colluding with the Underworld Ministry. I think this is for you.”
After saying this, he put his hands on his back, floated away like a child, and soon disappeared into the abyss.
Jing Jiu retracted his gaze and turned to look at the upper reaches of the magma river, thinking that if the coercive owner is related to the Zhongzhou faction, then it should be a follow-up to the banning of Soul Gathering Valley in the past. Why has he never heard of it? , Even the brother’s notes are not recorded?
The pressure is getting closer.
A huge wave like a **** also followed.
Soon, the giant wave soon reached his feet and blasted against the transparent giant wall.
There was a loud bang.
The cliff cave was shaking and restless, and I don’t know how many rocks fell.
The flaming magma soared into the sky and swept him into the river.
The moment he fell into the river, he saw a picture.
A golden carp jumped up from the violent lava river, shook its body, tore off the shadows on the cliff wall, and swallowed it in its abdomen.
That is the projection of the Underworld Master left in the world. He didn’t take it back when he left, and deliberately left it to this golden carp to eat.
This is also a question he left for Jing Jiu. If he doesn’t answer well, he might really die.
How can Jing Jiu convince the golden carp that he didn’t collude with the Underworld, but just wanted to convince the Underworld Master to cooperate with him?
No one would believe such a ridiculous thing. In fact, this kind of thing has only happened to Taiping and Hades once in the long history.
And first of all, he needs to figure out what this golden carp is. It is so powerful that even the shadow of the underworld master can be eaten.
With a soft slap, the golden carp fell back into the magma, splashing flames.
The violent magma turned back when it encountered the transparent giant wall, and when it passed through Jing Jiu’s body, the flow changed slightly.
These changes were accurately transmitted to the golden carp by magma.
The golden carp swims towards Jing Jiu very fast.
The extremely dense magma seems to have no effect on it, even as if it has become a lubricant, making it swim faster.
Soon, the golden carp came to Jing Jiu, staring at him curiously.
Jing Jiu was also looking at this golden carp, and noticed that when it wobbled its tail, the magma flame that was already burning turned into a faint blue color.
Is its body temperature higher than magma?
This golden carp is extraordinary, but it looks a bit like a carp when it is raw.
Jing Jiu thought, then what are you?
The golden carp suddenly rounded its mouth and asked like a bubble: “What are you?”
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“What kind of thing are you, you want to be like Junior Master?”
A Qingshan disciple stared at Ping Yongjia’s eyes and made no secret of his disgust and said: “If you don’t have a sword, don’t even want to participate in Chengjian!”
In the early spring, Qingshan ushered in another Sword Inheritance Conference. The inner disciples who had been studying by Xijian Creek for several years were waiting nervously and excitedly for Master Zhufeng’s selection. Ping Yongjia naturally didn’t want to miss the opportunity, and quietly came to the cliff at the end of Xijian Creek, but was stopped by a classmate who usually saw him unpleasantly.
He glanced at the high platforms on the cliffs that were covered by clouds and sighed in his heart, thinking that it was no one else to blame, and he couldn’t blame the Senior Brother Gu on the Shenmo Peak. He could only say that he was too confused. Some, since there has been no news over there this year, and no letter has been spread this time, what do you do?
The quality of the inner disciples who participated in the Chengjian Conference this time is good, of course, there is no way to compare it with Jing Jiu’s year.
In that year, apart from Jing Jiu, there were Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui. Gu Qing only visited Jing Jiu next time, but it was also that year that he made his debut.
At that session of the Sword Inheritance Conference, there were two natural Dao species, two invisible sword bodies, and Gu Qing, an established emperor. It was a rare occasion for hundreds of years.
Naturally, no one will forget the most special part of the Sword Inheritance Conference.
Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue both chose Shenmofeng, and Gu Qing also went to Shenmofeng. Even Liu Shisui had a special relationship with Shenmofeng.
The inheritance of Shenmofeng was renewed, and the edge gradually emerged. Since then, all the disciples who participated in Chengjian ranked Shenmofeng as the first choice. It is a pity that no one else has the surname of Yuan, except for the boy who has obviously left the back door. Chance. Even for several consecutive sessions, Shen Mofeng had not participated in the Sword Inheritance Conference, and the disciples by the Xijian Creek gradually lost their minds.
Master Zhufeng is on a high platform in the clouds and mist, and some are standing on the mountain path between the cliffs. I heard that there are a lot less sects who come to observe the ceremony because of the snow field, but Guocheng Temple and Daze and Sulan Sect Someone came, and the high platform that belonged to Shenmo Peak had been vacant for many years.
Suddenly there was a commotion by the stream, and several exclamations were even heard.
A figure appeared on the high platform.
Shen Mofeng is here!
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Looking at the excited young disciples by the stream, Yuanqu naturally remembered the scene when he participated in the Sword Inheritance Conference.
At that time, he played the role of a staunch supporter and advocate of Jing Jiu. Over the years, he occasionally recalled that if it was not the case back then, even with the relationship between Taizu and Uncle, he might not be able to do it. God’s end peak. Then he sensed the attention from all around him, and he couldn’t help but groan secretly, thinking that he was a messenger and messenger at Shenmo Peak, and why Master wanted to do it himself.
Those sights are naturally full of inquiries and questions. Why is Shenmo Peak appearing at the Chengjian Conference this year, who are you going to choose?
This kind of thing is naturally difficult to ask, and no one will say if you ask, otherwise you will encounter a lot of trouble when competing for disciples later.
But some people don’t care about this. Junior sister Yushan got the command of her teacher and walked over from the stone platform of Shangdefeng. She curiously asked: “Who?”
Naturally, Yuanqu would not answer, and said with a wry smile: “You’ll know in a while.”
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At the beginning of the Chengjian Conference, the young disciples walked to the surface of the stream, began to practice their flying swords, and then looked at… Yuanqu with hope.
Yuan Song never spoke.
There are also many admirers of Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu among the other disciples of Zhufeng, but it is inevitable that they are still a little unhappy in such an atmosphere.
At this time, Ping Yongjia came out.
He was ready to give up, but seeing the sudden arrival of God Mofeng, there was a lot of hope in his heart.
Elder Xi Laifeng, who presided over the Chengjian Conference, frowned at him and asked: “Where is your sword?”
Ping Yongjia whispered: “I haven’t taken it yet.”
“No sword?”
The voice of the elder of Xilaifeng suddenly raised a few points and shouted: “If you don’t have a sword, what kind of sword do you participate in?”
Ping Yongjia became unconfident again and muttered: “I…”
Elder Xilaifeng didn’t let him finish speaking, and said quietly: “You have to dare to learn from Jing Jiu when you said that you forgot, and I will beat you up right now.”
Ping Yongjia spread out her hands and said innocently, “The disciple really forgot.”
There is no such thing as Jing Jiu in the world.
So maybe he forgot to take the sword.
More than a year ago, he saw the thunderstorm washing his sword on the summit of Bihu Peak.
Who would have thought that he had gone through a lot of hardships to reach the peak of the sword, but he could not find his sword, but met two people.
Then, Gu Qing made a special trip to the Xijian Creek to find him once.
Next, a monkey sent him a letter~IndoMTL.com~ Gu Qing said in the letter that he should not rush to take the sword and wait for the arrangement.
At this time, Ping Yongjia still doesn’t know what kind of good thing she has encountered, that is a real idiot.
So he never went to Jianfeng again, and honestly and happily studied and practiced in Xijian Pavilion until today.
He was really wronged. He never forgot the rules and the sword. The question is, did Gu Qing forget the letter?
You can’t play a sword without a sword.
The proud classmates of Xijian Pavilion will naturally not challenge him.
Ping Yongjia stood on the rocks in the stream, feeling very embarrassed.
At this moment, two sounds sounded at the same time on the high platform in the mist.
“Would you like to take the sword to Tianguangfeng?”
“Would you like to take the sword to Qingrongfeng?”
There was an uproar at Xijian Creek.
Countless eyes fell on two stone platforms.
Uncle Meili and Lin Wuzhi looked at each other, a little surprised, and smiled as they felt reasonable.
They were all present when Gu Qing went to Xijiange to level Yongjia that day.
Shen Mofeng’s disciple, how could they miss it.
Yuanqu was also very surprised. He hurried to the edge of the cliff and said, “Wait, wait, this kid is the first thing that the young master has chosen.”
There was a boom.
The bank of Xijian Creek suddenly became more lively, and the same was true on the cliff.
Master Zhu Feng walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down. Even the guests of Daze and the Suspense Sect also came out, appearing extremely curious.
Jing Jiu is the strongest of the younger generation, and is recognized as a kendo wizard in the world. He is determined to win the disciple. How exaggerated is his kendo talent?
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