The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 131

Well nine looked at the old man.

The old man is naturally close to heaven.

He is recognized as the master of destiny closest to heaven.

But Jing Jiu was not interested in him, even if the other party mentioned Jingyang.

It was not until he heard this that he faced each other for the first time.

Because whether it's guessing or habitually pretending to be ghosts, in short, the other party is right.

He really doesn't care about the world.

It was no secret, but he had no need or opportunity to announce it to the whole world.

Liu shisui and Zhao Layue should have some feelings, and because their relationship with Jing Jiu is different, they can't be confirmed.

Tianjin man broke this point, which surprised him.

But he didn't go on with what the other party said, but asked, "I heard that everyone can ask three questions."

The pen in Tianjin's hand stopped on the paper and said, "yes, any problem is OK."

While talking, he didn't look up at Jing Jiu.

This does not mean impolite, because people all over the continent know that his eyes can't see things.

Jing Jiu stared at his forehead as if he wanted to see something from those wrinkles.

People are waiting for something.

The whole Chaoge City knew he was coming, but they didn't know he lived in the old plum garden.

Today, the people who can know his whereabouts and come here quietly are by no means unusual.

For example, Luo Huainan, the young man in royal clothes, of course, including Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu.

As the most famous master of destiny in Chaotian continent, the words and deeds of Tianjin people can often affect a person or even a sect.

Those who have the opportunity to consult him will be very careful in the choice of the three questions.

The people who come to Meiyuan today have questions about fate or mainland gas transportation. What about Jing Jiu?

Tianjin people want to know what questions this outstanding young generation of qingshanzong, a young man with countless secrets, will ask himself today.

In this way, he can know what the secret of Jing Jiu is.

Well nine didn't think about it, so he said his problem.

"I want to know the content of their questions."

The breeze, with an extremely faint fragrance of flowers, seeped in through the window and was soon swallowed by the incense.

Like time swallowed up by spring.

The silence in the nunnery comes from the silence of people near the sky.

Silence is not because the question is difficult to answer, but because of accident.

Tianjin people need to think clearly about the real intention of well nine.

People like Luo Huainan, knowing his problems, may really get close to his secrets. Of course, this is a very important thing.

The problem is that no one will use such an important opportunity to find out the secrets of others.

Until now, Tianjin people still think that Jing Jiu just wanted to go, but it was hard to get.

He doesn't believe that anyone will not cherish the opportunity to be commented by himself.

I don't know how long it took. Tianjin slowly put his pen on the inkstone and said a word.

"Knowing the secrets of others can naturally make a lot of money, but what is more important in the world than recognizing yourself and grasping the future?"

The ink separated from the inkstone is stirred together again by the falling nib, and black and white can no longer be distinguished.

"It's a failure to ask people about your own affairs."

Well nine said, "I failed and don't like that feeling."

Tianjin confirmed that he really didn't care about the opportunity.

A long silence again.

The man near the sky said slowly, "the problem of luohuainan, like you, is also strange."

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The window is open, the aroma in the room is still very strong, a line of words has just been written on the paper, and the water and ink are separating.

Luo Huainan stood in front of the case, respected and praised several times. He responded and praised again, as if he had never used cooked ink.

As for why people can't see things near heaven, he didn't ask, just like Jing Jiu, why he can write such a good calligraphy.

He asked, "what are you looking at in your life, elder?"

Tianjin said, "I look at the past and the future."

Luo Huainan was silent for a long time and asked again, "I also want to ask what the weather is like in the snow country."

Close to the sky, people close their eyes. They don't know whether they are calculating or hesitating whether they can reveal the secret.

"Snow country has been very cold in recent years. It should be cold for a long time."

"As long as hot pot has been popular in Mingdu?"

"Yes, at least more than a hundred years."

Hearing this answer, Luo Huainan showed a sincere smile on his face and said, "then don't worry. Thank you, elder."

Luo Huainan didn't ask himself. He cares about the Terran.