The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 162: The blue bird has faith, and there is sky outside the well
That young man is Zhongzhou Tongyan.
Xiaohe has been in Bulaolin for many years. He naturally knew the appearance of this talented disciple of the Zhongzhou School. He was very surprised. Why did he suddenly come to Guocheng Temple? Then she noticed that the shoes on Tong Yan’s feet were rotten, and what was even more exaggerated was that there was still a lot of black mud remaining on his fingers, which was completely inconsistent with the appearance of the immortal master Zhongzhou in the world’s impression.
too late to think, Xiao He chased after him and said a few words.
Tong Yan stopped and glanced at her. When he saw Xiao He on the mountain road earlier, he thought that the other party was the little fox demon who came to Guocheng Temple to pray for incense and worship the Buddha.
”As your Zhongzhou disciple, you can naturally enter the Guocheng Temple, but it does not mean that you can meet the people you want to meet.”
Xiaohe looked at him and said: “I can’t enter the Guocheng Temple, but as long as I enter the temple, I can take you to the person you want to meet.”
Tong Yan nodded thinking about the relationship between Liu Shisui and Jing Jiu.
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There are footsteps in the Tallinn.
Liu Shisui went to the Houyuan to fetch water, Zhuo Rusui closed his eyes and refused to wake up, Zhao Layue had to walk to the threshold.
Seeing Xiaohe come here with Tong Yan, she was a little surprised and more vigilant.
Zhongzhou sent the Zhenshan sacred beast Qilin just to make a fuss in the Guocheng Temple, and then he was attacked and injured and left. What is Tongyan doing now?
Liu Shisui came over with hot water, and was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
Xiaohe was very surprised when he saw that he was okay. He took the basin in his hand and asked, “What is this going to do?”
Liu Shisui said: “Wash your son’s feet.”
Xiaohe was naturally unhappy, but his expression remained unchanged, and said softly: “I will do this kind of thing.”
She walked into the Zen room with a water basin, and saw the back in front of the Buddha statue, feeling the faint majesty and majesty, she felt great fear, her body became weak, and she almost fell to the ground with the water basin in her hand.
Liu Shisui quickly took the water basin and said to the emperor: “My own person.”
The Emperor didn’t turn around or say anything.
If Xiaohe is not a fox, and the emperor has a slight affection for her, her demon pill may be shattered at the previous moment.
Xiaohe knew that something serious had happened, so he didn’t dare to stay in the Zen room, said a few words softly to Liu Shisui, then stepped out and stood honestly in Tallinn.
It’s better to wait here than to wait outside the temple. It’s enough to be closer to Liu Shisui and still see him.
On the other side, after listening to Tong Yan’s explanation, Zhao Layue raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a blank expression: “Jing Jiu is not seeing guests.”
Her eyebrows are thick, drawn like a brush with ink, and like a sword when provoked, and her speech is equally sharp. It is not inconvenience to meet guests, but not to see guests.
Tong Yan doesn’t like her eyebrows, nor her tone of voice, but since she’s asking for help, she can’t lose her temper and said: “I left Yunmeng five days ago and went south to Qingshan day and night. I didn’t know him halfway through. Maybe in Guocheng Temple, he came all the way, even if he refuses to help, he should meet him.”
Zhao Layue looked at the hat behind him, more vigilant.
Hats, she and Jing Jiu wore many hats when they traveled in the world. Whether it was from Nanhe Prefecture, Yu County, Shuangheshan, Haizhou, all kinds of hats I have seen it, but I have never seen such a big hat.
Five days ago, Qilin had already arrived at Guocheng Temple. At that time, Tong Yan’s departure from Yunmeng should have nothing to do with this matter, but why should he rush to Qingshan to find Jing Jiu?
At this time, the voice of the emperor came from the Zen room: “Let him in.”
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Tong Yan walked into the Baishan Zen Room and came to the couch.
Liu Shisui was rubbing Jing Jiu’s feet with warm water.
The white cat was squeezed out of place and shrank into a ball very aggrievedly.
Liu Shisui didn’t even look at him.
Looking at Jing Jiu, who was pale and deformed his right arm, Tong Yan’s complexion also became extremely pale, her body swayed slightly, and she almost fainted.
He dug a hole for six years, trying to avoid the perception of Yunmeng Array and Qilin, and he was mentally strained for six years.
He took Qingtianjian and escaped from Yunmeng Mountain overnight, even more under unimaginable mental pressure.
With great difficulty, he finally saw Jing Jiu, but Jing Jiu looked like this.
Anyone in his situation will not be able to support it.
Zhao Layue didn’t know what happened to Tong Yan, and said: “Now you see it, no matter what you want him to help you, he can’t help you anymore.”
Tong Yan was silent for a while, then suddenly took off the hat behind him.
Zhao Layue was a little wary, but watched as the emperor stood in front of the Buddha statue without turning around, knowing that there was no danger.
Tong Yan reached out and tore the hat to pieces, revealing what was hidden inside.
It is a bronze mirror with many patterns and cracks on the mirror surface. It looks very old. What is strange is that there is still a lot of ice and snow remaining in the patterns on the bronze mirror, which has not melted for some reason.
Zhao Layue has never seen this bronze mirror, but he can feel the mysterious meaning radiating from this bronze mirror, and he is more vigilant.
Liu Shisui saw the bronze mirror and asked with a slightly different expression: “This is the model of Qingtianjian?”
In the cave house deep in the Echo Valley of Yunmeng Mountain, the Qingtianjian he had seen was a fifty-foot-square bronze formation.
Tong Yan said: “This is the Blue Sky Mirror.”
Liu Shisui was really surprised this time. He looked at him and said, “You actually brought Qingtianjian with you?”
There are not a few heavenly magic weapons like Qingtianjian in the entire Chaotian Continent. Even if Tong Yan is a genius disciple of the Zhongzhou School, his realm is not in the Yuan Ying period, and he walks the world with the Qingtianjian. What’s the difference. How could the Zhongzhou faction allow him to come like this?
God Emperor turned around and looked at Qingtianjian, and sighed: “Sorrowful for the living, all are so.”
Tong Yan didn’t know his identity, looked at his face, felt his tolerance, and vaguely guessed something, very surprised, thinking about what happened in Guocheng Temple, why Jing Jiu fell asleep Not awake?
The God Emperor waved his hand, and a flame with ancient aura fell on the Qingtian Mirror.
The flames gradually extinguished, and the remaining ice and snow on the surface of Qingtianjian also melted into water and gradually dried up.
buzzing.
This kind of sound resounded in the Zen room.
Qing’er waved her wings and flew out of Qingtianjian.
The little girl’s body is almost transparent, and it seems that it will dissipate in the next moment.
Zhao Layue wondered what this is?
God Emperor said: “I didn’t expect that there would be a chance to see a Tianbao true spirit in this life.”
Qing’er glanced at him, instinctively scared, especially since she is very weak now and may disappear at any time.
Then, she noticed that the white cat hiding at the end of the bed was also a little uneasy.
Then, she found Jing Jiu in a deep sleep.
She exclaimed, flew to Jing Jiu’s face and kept turning around, looking extremely anxious, like the lost Mifeng who couldn’t find her home.
“You haven’t taught me how to become a real person, but you can’t just die like this! Wake up, wake up!”
She kept yelling, crying and fear in her voice.
Jing Jiu’s ears moved slightly, it was very clear in the eyes of everyone, but he still did not wake up.
Qing’er felt something suddenly, raised her small face and sniffed, then followed the smell to Jing Jiu’s left hand, threw herself down, and hugged his hand before letting go.
“What’s wrong?” Tong Yan asked.
Qing’er turned to look at him, and said happily: “He has fairy spirit in his hands!”
Qingtianjian was suppressed in the earth veins for six years, and the world inside was frozen for nearly two thousand years. Her spirit body was greatly harmed. If a solution cannot be found, she will most likely die. . The question is, who can repair or heal a heavenly magic weapon like Qingtianjian in Chaotian Continent?
The only person Qing’er can think of is Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu told her that he had seen Tianbao True Spirit, and he was more complete than her, and he had told her many things in this regard.
So after Tong Yan took her away from Yunmeng Mountain, she rushed to Qingshan overnight. Only halfway through, she received a letter that Jing Jiu was in Guocheng Temple and turned back here.
But Qinger never thought that Jing Jiu’s situation was worse than her own.
Fortunately, now with the immortal energy in Jing Jiu’s hand, her spirit body can remain indestructible, at least without worrying that it will disappear immediately.
Qing’er hugged Jing Jiu’s left hand and was extremely happy. She was willing to let go and sucked constantly.
The fairy qi leaked from Jing Jiu’s left hand all entered her spiritual body, and the fairy qi in the meditation room naturally became lighter and weaker.
After a short while, Zhuo Rusui woke up from meditation and panicked and shouted: “What’s wrong with this? What’s wrong with this?”
Then he saw Tong Yan and Qing’er, who was holding Jing Jiu’s left hand tightly, and was shocked, and shouted, “What the **** is going on?”
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In the Tallinn outside the Zen room, everyone had a brief conversation.
Tong Yan still refuses to say what happened.
Zhao Layue naturally would not tell him what happened in Guocheng Temple. However, the situation now seems to be good. The spilt celestial energy has brought Qing’er into the spirit body. Jing Jiu’s situation has stabilized a lot, and now he only needs to consider how to deal with that immortal consciousness.
Tong Yan vaguely guessed something, and said: “The amount of fairy qi that Qingtianjian can hold is limited, and it will not take long for this process to end.”
Zhuo Ru Sui asked puzzledly: “Qing Tian Jian is a heavenly magic weapon, can it only hold such a little fairy energy?”
Tong Yan said: “Qing Tianjian has been frozen in ice for too long, and the creatures that can absorb immortality in it have not yet woken up.”
This sentence has already revealed something faintly.
At this moment, there was a loud hiccup in the meditation room.
Everyone walked back to the room and found Qing’er sitting next to Jing Jiu, rubbing her slightly swollen belly with her little hands. The spirit body was no longer transparent and was clearly stabilized.
Zhao Layue glanced at Tong Yan, thinking that it won’t take long?
“I know what you are worried about? But don’t be afraid!”
Qing’er patted her stomach, making a cute noise.
After saying this, she flew up and jumped into Jing Jiu’s body.
is like a blue bird flying into a well and then to another world.
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In the distant virtual realm, a sword light is moving forward.
The real man Liu Ci is the head of Qingshan, and his realm is unfathomable, but the speed of flying swords is always a problem. He has no choice. He doesn’t even have a sword. What flowers can fly out?
When he received a letter from Guocheng Temple, he didn’t care about the loss of his true essence, so he left Tianguang Peak and came towards the East China Sea. He was about to arrive when he saw it. Suddenly Dao’s heart moved slightly. Nine present situation.
“That’s OK?”
Liu Ci smiled slightly, turned around and went back.
It will take a long time to go to Qingshan Road. If you fly further ahead, wouldn’t it take longer to go back?
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In the depths of Yunmeng Mountain, the fog is so deep that even the sword repairer can hardly see things.
The black shadow of a unicorn like a mountain moved slowly inside, sucking in the aura of mist, slowly repairing the injuries in the body.
He was attacked by the ancestor Xuanyin in Guocheng Temple, and he was recovering at this time.
He was a little puzzled that at the time he was transformed into a human, and his realm of supernatural power was not as good as the usual one. According to reason, the ancestor Xuanyin should be able to hurt himself severely, but after returning to the Zhongzhou faction, he found that the injury was not as good as he imagined. It’s so heavy, just need to rest for a while to get back to the original.
The mist suddenly turned violently, and the Qilin sent a terrifying killing intent toward the heaven and the earth, because he felt…that immortal consciousness left by the blade was about to die!
Immediately afterwards, he sensed another thing and was extremely shocked. Regardless of the unhealed injury, he went directly to the depths of the earth veins.
Yunmeng’s large array exudes pressure that even he feels uncomfortable. He squinted his eyes and looked forward. The expression in his eyes changed suddenly. The veins hidden under the skin of the face suddenly swelled, as if to break the wall. Appears, showing a bleeding red color.
The Dihe River flows parallel to the magma, as if they will never meet, and the Qingtian Mirror that was originally placed on the Tianhan Hub is gone!
the divine consciousness turned slightly, Qilin found the tunnel.
It flew out along the tunnel and found that it was a cave on the edge of Yunmeng Mountain.
There is nothing in the cave, only a little breath remains.
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The unicorn screamed in anger.
There was a strong wind in the cave, and the stone wall attached to the formation was weathered at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a crisp thin skin, and falling down.
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The howling of unicorns spread throughout Yunmeng Mountain.
All the mist seemed to become heavy.
All the disciples of the Zhongzhou School, including the secluded elders, walked out of the cave and looked towards the valley where the head of the real person was, shocked and wondered what happened?
The heavy fog will dew a lot, and the leaves will be wet, like a rare rain.
Bai Zao retracted his fingers and gently rubbed the dew between his fingers until it turned into a light smoke and became invisible.
She walked to the edge of the cliff, looked towards the distant East China Sea, and was silent.
She guessed something two years ago. The Qilin’s roar was proof, and she didn’t need it.
The letter that Tong Yan received on the way was originally written by her.
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The New Year Festival has not completely passed, and the sound of firecrackers occasionally sounded in the village outside Guocheng Temple.
The unicorn came to the world, the ancestors appeared, the **** emperor came out of the palm, and the green mountain made a sword. There were countless major events that happened on the last day of last year, and they had no impact on the world.
is originally two worlds, it is difficult to communicate, and there is no need to communicate.
In the early morning, a blue bird flew out of Jing Jiu’s body.
Qing’er didn’t tell anyone what she saw in his body, and she didn’t even say it until a long time in the future.
”Tianbao is a true spirit, born and hidden in the world~IndoMTL.com~This is a sentence Jing Jiu told her in the illusion of Qingtian.
She looked at Jing Jiu, who was still asleep, thinking that if Qingtianjian is my world, where is your world?
In ancient mythology, the blue bird is the messenger of the fairy.
Today she could not bring out any news, but another news reached Guocheng Temple.
After reading the talisman book in his hand, the **** emperor passed it to Zhao Layue, and then continued to stand in front of the Buddha statue, silent.
After reading the book of Fu, Zhao Layue thought for a while and handed it to Liu Shisui.
Zhuo Rusui was a little helpless, thinking that I could get started earlier than him, and you are too vengeful.
Liu Shisui finished watching, and it was Zhuo Rusui’s turn to watch, and finally fell into Tong Yan’s hands.
Tong Yan is the party involved.
All sects and courts in Chaotian Continent have received this letter of talisman.
The Zhongzhou School is called the Tongyan Rebel faction. Please kill it by the practitioners of the right way in the world. Any sect or individual who accepts it will be regarded as an enemy of the heavens by Yunmeng Mountain.
There is no change in Tong Yan’s expression, and the eyebrows are still so pale, because there is no wrinkle.
“I should go.”
He wrapped the Qingtianjian in cloth and tied it to his back, and walked outside the temple.
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