The mountain path in the peak of the end of the mountain is very narrow and very dilapidated, and the stone steps are of different heights, and in some places there are not even stone steps.

Xuanyuan Zhenren never goes down the mountain, there are no disciples here, every few years, the head of the sect brings the elders to Shenmo Peak to ask for peace is also to drive the sword, no one walks on the mountain road, and it is naturally in disrepair.

The deeper you go to the end of the Divine Peak, the more tattered the mountain path becomes, and the more powerful the forbidden sword array becomes.

No matter how cautious she was, there were more and more wounds on Zhao Luoyue's body, and the blood gradually stained her red clothes.

The sword intent body was not enough for her to avoid all the dangers in the sword array, and she could not completely resist the cutting of those sword intents.

Jing Jiu followed behind her with her hands behind her back.

"I'm tired. He said.

Zhao Luoyue stopped, sat cross-legged, absorbed the vitality of heaven and earth, and recovered her spirit.

After some time, she opened her eyes.

"Why are you following me?"

She glanced at Jing Jiu and confirmed that there were no wounds on his body: "Now it seems that you can completely avoid following me." ”

Jing Jiu said: "I said, just curious. ”

As he spoke, he didn't look at her, but stared at the porcelain plate in front of him, holding a grain of sand in his hand, thinking about where to put it.

Looking at the regrouped sand grains in the porcelain plate, thinking about the space in the Shenmo Peak that was cut by the sword intent, Zhao Luoyue was thoughtful.

She stood up, looked at the quiet, palpitating mountain path, and after a moment of silence, with a flick of her wrist, she grasped the sword cord that the bracelet had turned into.

This seemingly ordinary sword rope tied up the unmanifested Uncle Zuo of Bihu Peak at the top of the sword peak, and it was absolutely extraordinary.

Jing Jiu thought to himself, no wonder he looked at Jian Suo that night, and it looked a little familiar.

He knew that Zhao Luoyue was going to explore the path with the sword rope, and shook his head.

It's a smart choice, but it's not a good choice.

Zhao Luoyue asked, "Why?"

Jing Jiu said: "Don't use it until the last moment, because someone is watching us." ”

Shenmo Peak has a sword array prohibition, and the picture inside the peak cannot be seen outside the peak, which is more hidden than the clouds at the top of the sword peak.

Zhao Luoyue thought about this, and felt that it was really difficult to move forward, so she was ready to use the strongest means she hid.

But there are always exceptions to everything.

The giants of the Heavenly Realm can see through all the fog.

Looking at the entire continent, there are not many great things in the Tongtian Realm, but unfortunately, there may be two in the Shenyun Sect.

Jing Jiu believed that neither of them really went to wash the Sword Creek, but only used the sound of the sword to transmit, and at this time, they should also be watching this side from their respective peaks.

Zhao Luoyue remembered that he had said that Yuan Qi Whale might have secretly entered the Tongtian Realm.

So who is the person who is vigilant and guarded?

Zhao Luoyue withdrew the sword rope and continued to walk towards the front of the mountain road.

This time, her speed was slightly faster, and she was cut by sword intent a lot less, I don't know if it had anything to do with the reassembled sand grains in the porcelain plate.

。。。。。。

The night is getting darker.

"I'm tired. ”

Jing Jiu said for the third time.

Zhao Luoyue stopped and opened her eyes to look at the peak.

She had been gone for a long time, and the peak of Shenmo seemed to be far away.

"I still overestimated myself. ”

Zhao Luoyue was silent for a moment and said, "How can the peak of Uncle Shi easily reach the top. ”

This sentence has two meanings.

"You're already good. ”

Jing Jiu's tone was very flat but sincere.

Zhao Luoyue took the pill and bandaged the wound, judging from the ointments and materials, she was very well prepared.

Jing Jiu didn't do anything for her, just stood aside and watched.

Calm and often appear cold.

He's like a bystander.

。。。。。。

Jing Jiu and Zhao Luoyue entered the Shenmo Peak, and the people outside the peak could no longer see them.

The so-called forbidden peak is like this, no matter what the line of sight or anything, it will be cut off.

People look at the deserted mountain road and have different moods.

The little girl of the Hanging Bell Sect leaned on her uncle's arms and yawned.

She had slept sleepily twice, but she still insisted on not leaving.

She felt that this was the most interesting thing she had encountered in Qingshan on this trip, and she didn't want to miss the ending of the story.

It doesn't matter if the ending of that story is sad or joyful.

The faces of the two princes from Chaoge City were full of worry, but they didn't know who they were worried about and why.

At the top of Tianguang Peak, the clouds and mist were like a sea, and a tall figure stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at a certain direction between the peaks.

Elder Mo, who had just returned from Shenmo Peak, looked at that figure with an anxious face.

"Palm...... Senior Brother in Charge...... Later...... You save ...... The little girl...... Don't forget...... Well...... Jingjiu. ”

At the top of Shangde Peak, the cave was as cold as an ice cellar, and Yuan Qijing stood by the bottomless well, silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chi Yan hurriedly entered, coughing while telling him about the situation in Shenmo Peak.

Yuan rode the whale to the outside of the cave, looked at the sea of clouds under the starlight and the lonely peak that broke through the clouds in the distance, and said with a sneer: "I really don't know whether to live or die." ”

I don't know if he is talking about Zhao Luoyue or Jing Jiu, or the two of them?

。。。。。。

The peak is in front of you, not in the sky, but in fact it is still more than 2,000 zhang apart.

The night was as deep as ink, and the still clouds at the summit reflected the starlight, which was as eye-catching as white paper.

Zhao Luoyue was covered in blood, her clothes were full of sword cuts, and even the bandages had been cut again, looking very miserable.

"You're wondering why I have to climb this mountain?"

She sat down against a pine tree beside the road.

It was the first time she had stopped on her own initiative.

Her face was white, her eyes were no longer as certain as usual, and she was a little tired.

Jing Jiu walked up to her and handed over a large green leaf, which was covered with crystal dew.

Before you know it, the night is at its deepest, and the morning is approaching.

Zhao Luoyue took the green leaf and brought it to her lips to drink.

Jing Jiu said, "Why?"

"Because I am really the disciple of the Sword Inheritance chosen by my uncle and ancestor. ”

Zhao Luoyue looked at the peak and said, "You should all think that I am talking nonsense and making excuses, but this is true." ”

On the bank of the stream, she said that she was the disciple of Xuanyuan Master and Uncle Ancestor who chose Chengjian, and no one questioned this, because no one could invite Xuanyuan Master and Uncle Ancestor who had returned to Feisheng to verify it, but as she said, in fact, not many people believed in this statement, Xuanyuan Zhenren was dedicated to the Tao and had never accepted apprentices for hundreds of years, so why make an exception for her?

The Innate Dao Seed is indeed great to the cultivation world, but what is it to Xuanyuan Zhan Zhenren?

Jing Jiu said, "I believe in you. ”

There was no hesitation, no thinking, just four ordinary words.

"Thank you. ”

There are other reasons besides thanking him for his trust.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been this far," she said. ”

Along the way, Jing Jiu said many times that I was tired.

In fact, it was the moment when she was exhausted to the extreme.

She didn't know why Jing Jiu was able to judge so accurately, but she was grateful to him.

It seems that Jing Jiu is opportunistic, walks with her, and copies her formation-breaking footwork, so he is not injured.

But Zhao Luoyue knew that this was not the truth, the real reason was that he was very familiar with the sword formation of Shenmo Peak.

If he hadn't been with her, he might have already reached the top.

Without his company and those seemingly unintentional secret guidance, it would be impossible for her to get here alone.

Jing Jiu said: "Even if you are the one who is chosen, you don't need to be in such a hurry. ”

If Zhao Luoyue was just worried that Shenmo Peak might break off the inheritance, she could go to Liangfu Peak and cultivate for another three years.

Three years later, Zhao Luoyue should be much stronger than now, and he will try to reach the peak again at the next Chengjian Conference, and he will have a greater chance of success.

"I'm really anxious. ”

Zhao Luoyue said: "Because I'm afraid it's too late." ”

Jing Jiu thought to herself, should I hold you?

Zhao Luoyue thought to herself, I can't tell you that real secret.

I just want to go to the summit and see if the sword is there, and if the person is not.

"I want to sleep for a while," she said. ”

Jing Jiu said: "It's hard to wake up when you sleep at this time. ”

She looked at the peak of her eyes and said, "I'm really tired, I forgot whether it's been three or four years." ”

With that, she closed her eyes and fell asleep against the pine tree, and after a while she let out a slight snoring.

Her eyelashes were long and unshaking.

Her hair was short and slightly messy in the wind.

It seems that she is really tired.

Jing Jiu looked up at the dead cliff and felt some remorse.

He didn't regret choosing to climb the mountain with the little girl.

The ban on Shenmo Peak was set too strongly, and even he felt a little troublesome now, which was really embarrassing.

[I don't have time to review, please forgive me for the typo.] 】