The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 60: Explore Bihu Peak at Night

　　The night with heavy rain is the deepest, the clouds are extremely thick and heavy, there is no starlight, and there is darkness everywhere.

　　 Jing Jiu stood on the top of Bihu Peak, silently, the night breeze moved the white clothes, and there was no sound.

　　Different from the other peaks, the top of Bihu Peak is very gentle and has a huge area, with a green lake in the middle.

　　Bihu Peak’s name comes from this.

　　 There is an island in the middle of the Bihu Lake, and there is a palace on the island, which looks quite cold in the rain.

　　 That palace is not the residence of the master of Bihu Peak, and there is another owner.

　　 Jing Jiu looked at the palace quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　 Qingshan Nine Peaks are extremely guarded, and Bihu Peak is extremely strict because of the palace, and sword formations are everywhere between the peaks.

　　 For some reason, those sword formations seemed to be non-existent to Jing Jiu, allowing him to easily reach the summit without disturbing anyone.

　　 If he is a strong man in the sea-breaking realm, or it is possible, but he is just a young disciple who has just entered the artistic realm, why can he do this?

　　 The Great Green Mountain Array has left a passage in the night sky above Bihu Peak, just like a hole.

　　The heavy rain kept falling from the night sky, and countless bolts of lightning illuminate the night sky from time to time, falling on the island in the middle of the green lake, as if to split the palace into pieces.

　　 The sound of rain was dense, the blue lake rolled up the snow waves, but the thunder and lightning disappeared silently, as if swallowed by the palace, the picture looked very strange.

　　 Looking at the island in the torrential rain, Jing Jiu looked a little solemn.

　　From the mountain village to the Nansong Pavilion to the Xijian River to the Shenmo Peak, no matter what kind of people or things he meets, he is very calm.

　　 Tonight is obviously unusual.

　　 He knew that that palace was the secret place of the Qingshan Sect's soul-raising tree with thunder power.

　　 This palace is not guarded by any Qingshan disciples, because the white ghost, one of the four guards of Qingshan... lives here.

　　The heavy rain is getting heavier and harder, but the number of lightning is gradually decreasing. Jing Jiu walked towards the Bihu Lake.

　　In his current state, he can already walk on the lake, but he will not do that.

　　 like that might be seen by the Bihu Peak disciple who returned from the sword.

　　The more important reason is that he doesn't want to alarm the opponent in advance.

　　 Back then, he flowed out of the rock wall with the stream and fell into the lake. He learned a trick. It was a bit clumsy, but it worked.

　　 But now he doesn’t have to hold a heavy rock anymore.

　　 He slowly sank like a rock to the bottom of the lake and walked forward.

　　The water in the lake is getting deeper and deeper, his footsteps are still as stable, and there is no sound, even the current around him hasn't changed much.

　　 Those fishes that were constantly swimming disturbed by the rainstorm did not seem to notice his existence.

　　As time moved, his speed became slower and slower, and his expression became more and more solemn.

　　 He clearly felt the pressure in front of him, like a god.

　　The closer to the island, the more terrifying the pressure.

　　The water of the lake began to become shallow, and occasionally the white light brought by the thunder and lightning above could be seen.

　　He landed on the island in the lake, and the night sky above was the passage opened by the green mountain array.

　　 The torrential rain here is more violent, the night is darker, and the more you can truly feel the terrifying power of thunder and lightning that falls from time to time.

　　The pressure does not come from the sky.

　　Jingjiu and the rainstorm merge into one.

　　He quietly looked at the palace not far away.

　　 This is the place where the guards live. Bihu Peak disciples are not allowed to enter, so there are many wild things living on the island.

　　 In the heavy rain, some sounds can be faintly heard, and there are many green lights on the trees.

　　 Jing Jiu knew that those were not mountain ghosts, but wild cats.

　　The wild cats were wet by the rain, and they were licking their bodies in vain and did not notice his arrival.

　　 Looking at the palace in the rain, Jing Jiu took a step forward.

　　 He confirmed that he didn't make any sound.

　　He is not breathing, and this step happens to be in the interval of his heartbeat.

　　 But a line of sight fell on him.

Has 　　 been discovered so early?

　　 It seems that in this negotiation, I am destined to be at a disadvantage.

　　 Jing Jiu thought this way, and looked at the place.

　　 Just then, there was a loud bang in the night sky.

　　 A very thick lightning fell, illuminating the entire palace.

　　 There is a window in a corner.

　　 A white cat is lying on the windowsill.

　　 There is no rain, but its fur is still wet.

　　The white cat’s hair is very long. After being wet by the rain, it becomes tangled in clusters, which is a bit ugly.

　　 But if you look at it for a long time, sometimes you will get an illusion that those tufts of hair are just a sword.

　　 The white cat squinted and looked lazily, very harmless.

　　 But its pupils exude an extremely enchanting light, like the most unreal dream, and like a bottomless abyss, which makes people just want to fall into it.

　　 If it is an ordinary Qingshan disciple, and is stared at by these strange cat pupils, I am afraid that he will be frightened and fainted directly.

　　 Jing Jiu didn't, but his expression was very solemn.

　　 At the beginning of Yunxing Peak, Zuo Yi was a master at the state of no manifestation. He still couldn't find his existence and was directly attacked and killed by him.

　　 The white cat found him easily.

　　"Long time no see."

　　 Jing Jiu looked at the white cat and said~IndoMTL.com~ There was occasional thunder during the heavy rain. His voice was very small and completely covered up, but he knew that the other party could hear it.

　　 The white cat squinted her eyes, twisted her head, adjusted her posture to make sure she was more comfortable on her stomach, as if she didn't hear Jing Jiu's words.

　　 Jing Jiu continued: "Who was Lei Poyun giving that Thunder Soul Tree?"

　　 The white cat yawned silently, looking very lazy.

　　 Jing Jiu knows this is an illusion, and the other party has already moved his mind and may make a move at any time.

　　 With his current state, it is impossible to be the opponent of this white cat, and there is even no room to fight back.

　　 Lightning illuminates the palace from time to time.

　　 The danger is right here.

　　The heavy rain fell in front of my eyes.

　　 Across the torrent of rain, Jing Jiu quietly looked at it on the window sill and said, "You are not surprised by my appearance. It seems that you already knew about this. That's right, you four Among them, you are the most delicate, sensitive and vigilant. The three of them may not have noticed, but how can you not be aware of such a major event."

　　 The white cat slowly turned his head, and his gaze fell on him.

　　 "I already have the answer, I just want to check with you tonight."

　　 Jing Jiu said: "I admit, I am really unwilling."

　　 The white cat's eyes showed mockery and coldness, as if to say: Do you have today?

　　"Four years ago, you watched me have an accident, didn’t you think what would happen if I didn’t die?"

　　 Jing Jiu said: "Use your bones to sharpen the sword, how does this end?"

　　 The white cat stared at him, his tail slowly erected, and exploded around, like an autumn reed in the wetland. It was very beautiful and terrifying.

　　 The thunder and lightning in the night sky fell more quickly, the torrential rain increased sharply, and the atmosphere of the world was extremely chaotic.