The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 3

"Don't be alarmed at what kind of changes in heaven and earth you will see later."

The disciples of Qingshan sect asked the people in the town to go home. A few tourists also rushed back to the inn, and the street was soon emptied.

A disciple looked at the corpse on the ground and asked, "this disciple of the underworld has ordinary soul fire and low mana. How dare he stay here?"

A disciple replied, "who knows? Maybe he just wants to see Shi Shuzu rise. Who doesn't want to see such a grand scene? "

Suddenly there was a wind, and the green leaves of the trees along the road fell.

The disciples looked up at the sky. They saw hundreds of sword lights go to the peaks in the sky. Then more than ten magic weapons filled the sky with unique glittering lights. The last huge lotus seat crossed the air, and the Zen breath was even higher than the sky.

"Is that the old prince of the hanging bell sect?"

"Ungrateful master!"

"Long history of mirror sect!"

"The sword Qi soars into the sky and is invincible. Is it the man?"

"The senior brothers of the two forgetting peaks are back, and the director of Shangde peak is back!"

"Unexpectedly, the shutter roller also came?"

The disciples were shocked and speechless. If it were not for today's events, they would not have seen so many big people at the same time.

Zhao Layue ignored these things, picked up Yin San's body and walked outside the town.

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The Meng teacher didn't leave the town. Instead, he stood on a tall tree outside the town and looked at the peak. His mood was a little complicated.

Martial uncle Jingyang is the younger martial brother of immortal Taiping. Even the leader should call him little martial uncle respectfully.

It is said that the master's talent is extremely amazing and has created countless unimaginable records in the cultivation world. However, it is rare for outsiders to meditate in the ninth peak all year round. Few of the top disciples in the peaks have seen the true face of the master, let alone him.

Today, not only the leaders of major sects came together, but also many secluded experts from outside the world came.

He didn't expect that even the legendary Buddhist Zen came.

I heard that the power of other continents may be hidden in the depths of the clouds.

It was indeed a grand event not seen in a thousand years.

What if the sword Qi comes from the sword God and the sword saint?

Master Meng was a little confused.

Those names are too far from him.

The mountain is farther away from him.

He only heard some rumors about the shishuzu.

It is said that when the leader mentioned the elder who was reclining in the peak after he succeeded to the throne, he only said three words of little martial uncle and didn't say more. There are too many meanings.

He understood why, just as the whole Qingshan sect understood, why the sword lawyer uncle of Shangde peak never paid any respect when he mentioned the martial uncle, but only hummed coldly.

Little shishuzu is the strongest person in Qingshan clan and even in the whole continent.

But from the day he stepped into the Castle Peak, he meditated among the peaks and rarely appeared in front of people, let alone shot.

He did not participate in the plum blossom meeting on behalf of the Qingshan sect, nor did he compete with the imperial strongmen of the Chaoge, nor did he compete with the hidden experts of other sects. He could not be seen in the secret bloody battle between the spiritual sect and the underworld elders, even in the three wars with the spiritual strongmen in the snow country.

On the long road of cultivation, he did nothing but practice.

Yes, only such practitioners who have no external objects in their hearts and break their feelings can go to the end of the road of cultivation and go to an unimaginable realm.

It's just that this kind of cultivation career... What is the significance of shishuzu's cultivation to their younger disciples? What does it mean to Qingshan sect? What does it mean to the world?

No matter how shocking the world is, legends are only legends after all. They can't exist in the real world, so let's go.

Looking at the peak looming in the fog, a slight astringent smile appeared on his lips.

When he saw Zhao Layue walking out of town with the dead body of the underworld demon, the bitterness in her smile disappeared. He was surprised and very relieved.

The whole world was looking at the mountain, but she didn't.

Why is Tao's heart so quiet at a young age?

It is worthy of being a talented girl watched by the whole Castle Peak sect.

Suddenly, the smile on his face disappeared and looked at the peak again.

As he said, those who are qualified to look at the mountain are looking over there at this time.

The clouds among the peaks were stirred and rolled violently by an invisible giant hand, flowing towards the four fields, gradually revealing the blue sky.

Several fuzzy lights and shadows in the depths of the clouds were forced to show their shapes and salute to the Tianguang peak where the Qingshan sect is located. It seems calm, but it's actually quite embarrassing.

Further away, the two groups of dark shadows with cold flames withdrew back at high speed, looking very embarrassed.

Master Meng can guess that one of them should be the high priest of the underworld. Who is the other?

The green mountain array did not attack. Laughter sounded from the Tianguang peak. At the same time, there was a very dark sword meaning.