The Path Toward Heaven

The inquirers in the fantasy world of Qingtianjian are actually their souls, as is Jing Jiu.

There is no physical body, but only the soul. His ghostly fairy sword can have an unimaginable speed, even the strongest in the realm of Yuanying can't compete.

Jing Jiu did not answer Mo Gong's question, and silently replied to Zhen Yuan.

Mo Gong left the ruins and walked into the snow. The dense holes in his body opened up again, firing countless blood arrows.

He didn't seem to feel anything, and stopped in front of Jing Jiu.

He felt the loss of vitality and the fading of the mystery in the sky, thinking of Jing Jiu's previous recollection of the past, can not help but feel a little stunned.

This kind of regret is not regret, because he wants to do both things. He wants to see the picture in the sky and hopes that the future of the human race is beautiful.

He just had some regrets, and these two things happened at the same time, making him have to make a choice.

In the end, he didn't pull the sword, he could only say that he missed it. Of course, it may also be because he still had an instinctual fear of the sky.

Mo Gong told Jing Jiu: "Unfortunately, we can only choose once."

Jing Jiu said, "Yes, this is a shame."

Mo Gong said nothing, slowly sat down in the snow, raised his sleeves to wipe off the blood on his face, then closed his eyes and said goodbye.

The snow and snow cleared early and it was quiet.

Zhuo Rushui sealed his bleeding arm and turned the wheelchair around.

Tong Yan's face was pale, his breathing was short, and his eyebrows were raised very high, which represented great doubt, and said to Jing Jiu, "Are you afraid of what I guess?"

Jing Jiu said, "You already guessed it, but I won't admit it, so don't say it anymore, die."

Tong Yan's eyes gave birth to a regretful expression, and then she smiled, and her head was twisted, and her breathing was cut off.

When Liu was ten years old, he sat up hard from the rubble, panting, "It hurts a bit."

The blood hole in his chest was huge, and it looked terrifying, and he could imagine the pain.

Mo Gong's realm is too strong, if the sword was not locked by him in such a **** way, it would be difficult for the Nether Fairy Sword to kill him so smoothly.

Jing Jiu said, "Don't hold on, let's go."

He was the emperor of Chu Kingdom, but killing the prince Jing Jing from the imperial palace will inevitably cause uproar afterwards.

Liu was ten years old as his personal guard, and he was going to die after all.

When Liu was ten years old, he pulled out his sword across his neck and was about to use force. Suddenly he remembered something and asked, "Your Majesty, what is our relationship?"

Jing Jiu said, "You will know when you go out."

Liu said at the age of ten: "Then I will take a step first."

Jing Jiu said, "Wait for me outside, don't go far."

When Liu was ten years old, he said yes, his hands were slightly firm, and he died of arrogance.

Although Zhuo Rusui was seriously injured and had no worries about his life, as the most famous assassin in the fantasy world, he must have a way to escape the palace.

Before leaving, he also asked Jing Jiuyi a question.

"What's so weird about your sword?"

This is to say that before entering the illusion, in the valley where Bai Zao practiced, they had fought a battle. At that time, Zhuo Rushui felt strange. Ming Mingjiu's sword looked very ordinary, but every time he met, he would let him Jian Yuan's run stagnated for a while.

The iron sword was so strange, Jing Jiu knew what he was asking and said, "My sword is poisonous."

Zhuo Rusui thought about his usual performance, and spread his hands, saying, "Uncle, I think you are poisonous."

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The silence in the palace gate brought an unimaginable anxiety to the people outside the palace gate, and the college scholar couldn't wait any longer.

With a loud noise, the palace door was knocked open by heavy wood.

The academician waved his sleeves and dismissed the persuasion from the left and right. When he entered first, looking at the picture in front of him, his expression changed suddenly, and he turned and ordered everyone to retreat.

The minister and the embargoes stepped down, separated the inside and outside sight with cloth curtains, and the college scholar looked coldly at these things before they turned around again.

Looking at the blood on the snow and those terrible pictures, his face was a little pale, his body was shaking slightly, and he murmured, "Why?"

Mo Gong sat on the ground, covered with blood, and closed his eyes, already dead.

King Shizi was sitting in a wheelchair, tilted his head, and was out of breath.

The black-skinned guard who was still a half step away was dead, there was a huge blood hole in his chest, and a terrible blood line on his throat.

The bachelor walked in front of Jing Jiu, but with such a short distance, it took a lot of effort, and the wrinkles on his face were much deeper, as if he were several years old.

Jing Jiu said indifferently: "Jing Wang Shizi collided with Mo Gong to assassinate and end up with this guard."

The bachelor naturally knew that this was not true. His Majesty only gave himself a statement and said with a bitter smile, "Your Majesty ... Why do you do this?"

Jing Jiu said: "The King Jingshi guessed some of my thoughts, so he must die."

The college scholar said in pain: "As soon as this incident happened, King Jing either voted with Zhao, or with Qin, or directly reversed. It would be difficult for Chu Kingdom to question the world. Does His Majesty care?"

Jing Jiu said, "Those scholars and people who are in trouble outside the palace, you should be very clear about what they are thinking. It is normal to fear war and avoid war, but if you want to ask the world, it is not feasible for the Chu people alone."

The Chu Kingdom has a long history, and the folk customs are soft and gentle, all just want to be well-kept and carefully preserved, so as not to suffer from him, to avoid him from leaving or leaving him without branches.

Such people are only suitable for use as people, and nothing else works.

"As long as there is enough time, these can be changed."

The academician looked at Jing Jiuyu and said, "Although I am old, Your Majesty, you are still young."

Jing Jiu said: "I can only change some people around me. I can't and don't want to change everyone in the world. It's too tiring and troublesome."

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The assassination of the Snow Palace, the capital was chaotic, and there were many troublesome follow-ups that needed to be dealt with. The university scholar Zhang was too tired and left the palace in a hurry. Naturally, he did not forget to tell people to clean up the blood and corpses in the snow, just like many years ago I encountered the first assassination in the morning light.

The riots outside the imperial city, assassinations and arson in the capital were all suppressed, and the city was filled with crying and swearing.

Those scholars and the people who were worried about the safety of King Jing Shizi were disbanded by the banned forces, and naturally spread a lot of rumors, which was quite bad for Jing Jiu.

For example, those thunderbolts in the snow and air must be the dissatisfaction of the Heavenly Lord against His Majesty's perverse actions!

Many ministers are persuading college scholars not to be so tough, and more than a dozen ministers want to use this to make troubles and force the emperor to abdicate.

The college scholar was so furious that he sent all of them directly to jail.

When the twilight was deep, the university scholar entered the palace again and carefully reported the situation on the court and the response of Cangzhou.

When King Jingshi entered the palace, he really wanted the king. The problem is that now he is dead and His Majesty the emperor is still alive, then no one believes the court's statement.

In order to appease the people, the court always has to do something, and the emperor should do something more.

"Emperor, or expel."

Jing Jiu put his black hair behind him, tied it with a cloth tape, and said, "But don't try to kill me."

Of course, the bachelor does not abandon the emperor, although he has long understood that His Majesty does not want to be the emperor at all.

If the throne hangs, those useless kings will inevitably jump out, and the king of Jing far from Cangzhou will not know what to do.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Your Majesty write a sin, and then you will be in the cold."

Jing Jiu said, "Yes."

The bachelor sighed in his heart and got up and walked outside the hall.

The threshold seemed to burn in the twilight.

When stepping over the threshold, the university scholar suddenly thought of a possibility, turned to look at Jing Jiu, his eyes lightened and said, "Your Majesty, would you like to have a son?"

Jing Jiu's answer was very simple and clear.

"I don't want to."

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The dusk was getting darker, and the night came, and the blood and water outside the hall were washed away with snow water, without any **** smell, and even the palace door was repaired.

Fluttering, Jade Bird spread its wings and landed on the window, facing Jingjiu.

Jingjiu said, "Thank you."

He rarely says thank you, because he rarely needs help.

Today, when the Mogong stepped into the palace, the blue bird flew off the chessboard, stood on the eaves of the high place, and cleverly made the selection of the picture with the perspective. To his shot, when Tong Yan was sitting in a wheelchair with his back to Xueting, he couldn't see the specific picture.

There is no love or hate for no reason in the world, any help needs to be repaid, but sometimes the reward is your own spiritual satisfaction.

Jade Bird doesn't belong in this category, saying, "I hope you can help me figure out a problem."

Jing Jiu said, "Speak."

Blue Bird said, "Why can Mo Gong see the truth?"

At that time, Mo Gong stood in the snow, glanced at it in the sky, and saw the truth.

Then there will be a thunder, and Tian Jie will give birth.

Jade Bird doesn't hesitate about this thing ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Otherwise it will not leave paw marks on the snow, helping Mo Gong to see the truth more clearly.

Jing Jiu said: "The real can see the real, and such things will be more and more in the illusion."

Jade Bird said, "Why?"

Jing Jiu looked into her eyes, and said with deep meaning, "Ask yourself this question."

The blue bird understood what he meant, and remained silent for a long time.

If Mo Gong wakes up and becomes a real life, what will happen to her Qingtian Jianling?

Or does it happen that at some moments you did not know about it, will these things appear in the Qingtianjian?

When is that moment?

Jade Bird remembered that it should be when she lied to Bai Zhenren.

She looked into Jing Jiu's eyes, and said with a hint of fear and a longing, "What the **** are you ...?"