The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 24: Small dimples
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(It is recommended that you eat this chapter with a song. This chapter is very short. After thinking about it for a long time, I can only break it there because I like it. There was a mistake in the chapter. Jing Jiu saw Luo Huainan more than once, but he was too lazy to change it. Let’s just do it for now. ┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛)
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“What does the little teacher look like?”
“The best look.”
“Did the little uncle teach here like us back then?”
“In class? Did you see the cave on the opposite side? He was lying there all day, and his colleagues laughed at him for being lazy, no one knew he was raising a sword with intention!”
“Don’t the teachers punish him if he doesn’t go to class?”
Speaking of this, the sword washing disciples suddenly woke up. They were not chatting in the cliff, but in class.
They hurriedly left the window and sat back to their seats, feeling anxious, for fear of being punished by the teacher.
This class is about the theory of the beginning of the sword, and the teacher’s surname is Lu.
Unexpectedly by the Jianjian disciple, Master Lu was not angry, and smiled and said, “If you want to see, go to the stream to see. How can I see clearly here?”
The disciples didn’t believe their ears a little, and looked at each other to confirm that Master Xian was really saying this, cheered, hurriedly saluted and ran out.
Master Lu walked to the window, looked at the sword boat in the sky, stroked his beard lightly, with a pleased smile on his face.
He once had a dim outlook on the practice of Taoism. He was recalled to Jiufeng to practice again because of the experience of Nansongting.
Four years ago, he finally broke through and succeeded, and now he is teaching at Washing Sword.
Seeing a former student has become Qingshan’s pride. How could he not be relieved?
Similar screens are constantly appearing elsewhere in Xijian.
Lin Wuzhi walked out of the classroom holding the lesson plan, and saw Master Mei Li of Qingrongfeng, bowing his hand.
Suddenly cheers came from the river bank, and the two looked at each other and couldn’t help but laugh, feeling very moved, and quickened their pace.
The slacker boy from twelve years ago has come back in such a position.
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There used to be a cliff on the bank of Xijian Creek. Later, when the three-foot sword of Shang Defeng suppressed the former peak master of Bihu Peak, the cliff was crushed into a flat ground.
Subsequently, at Shiyue Peak’s request, after consultation and approval by all peaks, this cliff was transformed into Jianzhou Dock.
The sword boat slowly fell, and a huge shadow was cast on the Xijian Creek, and the water suddenly rustled.
People are everywhere by the stream.
Lin Wuzhi, Yao Songshan, Lei Yijing, etc. dozens of three generations of Qingshan disciples, as well as many disciples of sword washing, saluted in unison: “Welcome to the young master and uncle back to the mountain!”
This voice resounded like thunder in the valley, attracting countless apes to respond.
Gu Qing stood behind Jing Jiu, smiling and thinking, Master, would you still dislike the movement too much?
The young man surnamed Yuan flushed with red face, and felt proud of him. He waved his hand vigorously at Junior Sister Yushan in the crowd.
“Okay.” Fang Jingtian said with a smile: “The real head is still waiting for Junior Brother Jing at Tianguangfeng.”
Jing Jiu didn’t want to go to Tianguang Peak. He was thinking of why he refused, but suddenly he sensed something and turned to look at a very lonely mountain in the depths of the sea of clouds.
Swish!
The sword bracelet left his wrist, turned back into the Frost sword body, turned into a bright red light, and went towards that place.
Looking at this scene, Fang Jingtian’s smile gradually faded.
The Qingshan disciples by the stream were very surprised.
Lin Wuzhi and Mei Li looked at each other and saw the surprise and joy in each other’s eyes.
For hundreds of years, the youngest wilderness of the Green Mountain Sect has finally appeared!
Jing Jiu didn’t talk to Fang Jingtian anymore, and got up with the sword. Gu Qing and the young man surnamed Yuan hurriedly followed.
Naturally they will not go to Tianguangfeng at this time.
Compared with this matter, what is the head summoning?
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The wind is everywhere in the Peak of God.
The woods are blowing, and the green leaves keep falling, but they can’t cover up the scream of the apes.
The ape’s screaming sound is very stern, but it is not a warning, nor is it fear, but joy to the extreme.
The door of the hut in the woods was not closed, and it was blown by the strong wind. It kept closing and opening, making a popping sound.
There is a ban on the temple building on the top of the peak, and there is no such situation, but the leaves are fluttering, and there is dust everywhere.
There was a muffled noise from the depths of the cave, and the restriction was lifted.
A cloud of smoke sprayed out from inside, looking like a yellow dragon.
After a while, Zhao Layue walked out of the cave.
I saw her unkempt, her clothes covered with dust everywhere, she looked very embarrassed, but her eyes were clear.
Her eyes are more black and white, and when she looks directly at her, she seems to be dizzy. She naturally gave out a touch of Ling Ran’s sword intent, and then gradually fell silent.
She walked to the edge of the cliff, saw the red light that broke through the air, and naturally reached out to take it.
Looking at the Firth sword in her hand, she was slightly startled, wondering what was going on?
“Why is it so messy again?”
A voice rang.
Jing Jiu’s sword fell.
Zhao Layue looked at him quietly, and suddenly asked: “Jianfeng?”
Jing Jiu didn’t know what she did when she asked this, and said, “Zuo Yi.”
Zhao Layue was sure that this was true, so she smiled.
The pear vortex reappears.
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Gu Qing and the youth surnamed Yuan fell on the top of the peak.
Looking at the picture in front of him, the boy surnamed Yuan stayed blank and asked: “Master…has dimples?”
Gu Qing said: “Yes, when Master arranged flowers for her at the Mei Meeting, at least hundreds of people had seen it.”
The boy surnamed Yuan was shocked and said: “I haven’t seen it once… Hey, why did Master go back? As soon as Master Uncle came back, did she have to retreat again?”
Jing Jiu didn’t know why Zhao Layue suddenly turned back to the cave.
Don’t think about things you don’t understand.
He looked at the familiar scenery on the summit and felt the warm spring breeze. He felt that it was more suitable for sleepiness than the bitter cold snow cave.
At least the bamboo chair will not be too hard to freeze.
Intentionally moved.
The bamboo chair appeared on the cliff where it stayed most often.
There are even six depressions in the ground.
Jing Jiu lay down and gave a hmm.
Gu Qing knows that this is the sound that Master will only make when he is comfortable enough, just like a long sigh of ordinary people.
The boy surnamed Yuan suddenly shouted: “Master, are you back again?”
Zhao Layue walked out of the cave, with wet hair, water dripping from the end, and a change of clean clothes on her body.
Gu Qing was very impressed, but also a little worried. Taking a bath and washing so quickly is really not like a girl’s house.
Zhao Layue walked to the bamboo chair, motioned Jing Jiu to move her leg, and then sat down.
Jing Jiu took out the yin wood comb~IndoMTL.com~ and started combing her hair.
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