MTL - The Path Toward Heaven-Chapter 62 Taiping live story

The rain clouds of last night have dispersed.

Xi Chaoyang outlined a winding and beautiful red line on the side of Qunfeng.

The morning light fell on the Qingrong Peak not far away, slowly shaking the clouds between the peaks.

Kusui Jiu stood on the cliff and looked at a mountain farther away, silent.

Zhao Layue came out of Dongfu.

She stayed up all night again.

Recently, her spirit is all on that sword. She rarely looks away. She eats root goblin when she is hungry, takes a mountain fruit, and drinks two springs when she is thirsty. If you reply, you will start to practice sword again.

Before dawn, she suddenly figured out a critical point. Besides joy, she also knew that when it was time to rest, she was out of her mind.

I looked at Jing Jiu, she was a little surprised.

His white coat was very clean, like a new one, but his hair was a little wet, as if it had rained last night.

Even if it rains, why not steam it with Jian Yuan? You must know that Jing Jiu is different from her, and never knew to cherish Jian Yuan.

She looked along Jing Jiu's eyes and found that he was looking at Defeng.

Yingshang Defeng is very far from here. Although the clouds and fog between Jiufeng are very thin, it can't be seen clearly.

She said: "You just told me that Jiufeng should not be alert to each other."

Kusui Jiu did not speak, still silently watching Shang Defeng.

His eyes are not as indifferent as usual, but sharp like a sword.

He seemed to look through the mountain until he saw the most secret pictures.

Suddenly he coughed, and the coughing became worse and worse, until his face was pale and his body was shaking.

Zhao Zhaoyue stared at his eyes and said, "Are you hurt?"

Kusui Jiu calmed down and said slowly, "Yes."

腊 Zhao Layue looked at his face and said, "You are badly hurt."

Sakurai's injury was of course serious.

A disciple of Yijingjing was stabbed in front of the most mysterious and terrible white ghost in the four guards of Qingshan. He was not dead yet.

At that time, in order to calm down the white ghost, he behaved very calmly, in fact, only forcibly suppressed the injury.

"Who are those people?"

腊 Zhao Layue asked in a deep voice: "Do they also know that you are investigating this matter? Or do they find out your relationship with your ancestors?"

Kusui Jiu shook his head and said, "I said, don't check this matter again."

腊 Zhao Layue said: "I also said that I will definitely investigate this matter."

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, and said, "Even if Jingyang is really in trouble, you and I ca n’t change anything because our opponents are not only strong but cruel, so for you and me The most important thing now is to practice quietly and improve your status as soon as possible. "

腊 Zhao Layue said seriously: "You may not know me, I am not a good person, I am very vicious."

Kusui Jiu said exhausted, "Yeah, I'm so scared."

腊 Zhao Layue was silent for a while and said, "I didn't see it."

This is awkward chat?

Suzui Sui suddenly asked, "Do you know Taiping?"

As a disciple of Qingshan, how could Zhao Layue not know Taiping really.

The real Taiping Tai was headed by the predecessor of the Qingshan Sect. Today, the head of Qingshan, Jianlu Yuanyuan rides a whale, and most of the peak masters are his disciples.

He is Jing Yang's real brother, and even heard that Jing Yang real person was taught by him.

The real life of Taiping is as deep as the sea, the Taoism is extremely deep, coupled with the discipleship of the disciples, the Taoism flourishes. It can be said that it is the greatest person in the history of Qingshan. One.

Twenty years ago, the Aoyama Sect issued a ban of eight hundred miles, and Taiping was closed to death, and never appeared again.

Now, the entire practice world thinks that Taiping people are dead, because many years have passed.

No matter how great a monk is, as long as he can't rise, he can't beat the word of time.

腊 Zhao Layue looked deep into the mountains with a slight feeling.

There are many mysterious places besides Jiufeng, such as thousands of miles of green mountains, such as the depths of the mountains, there are many peaks that cannot be seen all year round.

Those mountain peaks are usually where the elders of the hidden world live, and they are called hidden peaks.

It ’s so easy to talk about the road? Those elders could not ascend, and they should all like the Taiping real people silently say goodbye to the world.

Hidden peaks, so hidden in the river of time forever, can never be found again?

Jiu Jingjiu didn't have these feelings, because many years ago, he had felt like Zhao Layue, and his heart toward Dao became more firm.

"He had practiced there before he took over, and there are still many people in the current position, Yuan Qi Whale, and there."

He said looking at the mountain in the distance.

第三 The third peak of Qingshan.

上 德 峰.

腊 Zhao Layue really didn't know about this matter, and thought of a question, saying: "Uncle Jingyang and Taiping are real brothers, then he is also Defeng?"

Kusui Jiu thought, yes.

So he is familiar with Shangdefeng. He knows that there is a cold stone cave in Shangdefeng. There is a well in the deepest part of the hole, and that well leads to the bottom of Shangdefeng.

At the bottom of Wu Feng is the sword prison, suppressing some big monsters that are difficult to kill, as well as some evil factions, the underworld and the spy of the Snow Country.

Except that well, there is no other exit for Jian prison, so how did Lei Poyun escape? How did he escape?

In Xiaoshan Village, in fact, he had already figured out this result ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ but he did not expect that the other party used the same method as himself.

Where are you now?

Am I going to eat hot pot all over the world to find you?

Even if I find you, what can I do?

Jiu Jingjiu thought about these questions, some thoughts were sad, some sad, and coughed again, his face paled.

Uh ...

Uh ...

The frost on the stone wall was getting thicker and thicker on the top of the German peak.

Wu Yuan riding a whale stood at the wellhead and looked inside quietly. His two eyebrows had been whitened by frost.

Qi Chiyan stood in the distance, looking at his brother's back, his mood was a little complicated.

In recent years, my brother often stood at the mouth of the well and looked down.

He knew what was happening in his brother's heart, but he didn't know what it was.

Uh ...

Uh ...

Kusui Jiu is ill.

The first step in Xiu's practice was to refine the body, as evidenced by those boxing styles and white smoke outside Nansong Pavilion.

She has never heard of anyone who is sick.

The herbs on Wu Shiyue Peak are used to heal injuries and help practice, not to cure diseases.

Even if Jing Jiu's disease is worse, he can't find medicine to take.

So he was ill for a long time until the beginning of autumn and he had a cough.

During this time, he has been healing and has not practiced much.

腊 Zhao Layue certainly knew that he was injured, not sick, but in her opinion, even if Jing Jiu was not injured, he would not practice much.

Kusui Jiu wasn't worried. He had just entered the will in the early summer, and his realm was a bit unstable. He was hit by the white ghost, and the sword pill was severely damaged, but he was more mellow after repair.

Does he think of his life, or does this mean standing up?