Chapter 116 (1/2)

Zhao Jiuge walks on the winding mountain path, but he has no choice but to go out on his own for the first time since he entered Xuantian Jianmen. Previously, he was led by Professor Zhou to Sijian cliff or deacon hall. How could he know that walking on foot is so long.

After walking for two days, I still have one day to walk out of the school. The whole Xuantian sword gate is built on the Xuantian mountains. There are hundreds of peaks in all sizes. Some of them are too steep to climb on foot. It is necessary to have certain strength to escape from the sky.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jiuge also remembered those flying swords and the different forms of spirit beasts. When could he have his own mount? After all, his strength was not enough.

Although feeling the winding of the mountain road, Zhao Jiuge was happy in his heart. Thinking of the green plum sword in the ring, Zhao Jiuge was in a good mood, so his pace was light.

Now it has been two days, and I should be able to leave the school today. The gray stone steps are like a belt on the mountain, winding and circling constantly. On one side are the mountains in view, like a green wave, and on the other side are cliffs or woods. Fortunately, although Zhao Jiuge has been in Xuantian Jianmen for a year, he has been to Sijian cliff and Xiaodang peak in Cangbao Pavilion Most of the rest of the place don't even listen to it. The scenery along the road is not boring.

As the morning wind blows, the green waves all over the mountain and many trees that Zhao Jiuge can't name are swaying in the wind, which makes people fascinated.

Along the way, Zhao Jiuge can see some old people sweeping stone steps, or some old people who meditate and absorb spiritual energy. Most of these old people are plain colored hemp clothes, and their appearance is not amazing. However, after seeing the powerful Zhao Jiuge, he knows that these old people are not so simple with their eyes closed.

As a result, every time I met older people along the way, a young man in blue sword robe with long black hair wrapped by a common ribbon and a cloth bag slung behind him, all bowed slightly to show respect.

The young man has a beautiful face, but he has no lack of perseverance. In his back is the black cloth clothes he wore when he entered the Xuantian sword gate. The black cloth clothes were sewn by the old man who picked up his own clothes. The young man can't bear to lose them.

Because the green plum sword was afraid of being too high-profile, it was simply put in the ring to avoid showing light.

Another gust of mountain wind blows, and the mountain wind is slightly cold, which wakes the young people from the ocean of missing. In an instant, the young people think of the old man who has been stumbling and stumbling in his life, the smart and playful element, the unrivalled appearance of Prajna, and Zhao Xiaotian, who is the same as his own fate.

he also thinks of many faces and faces he knows Kong instantly appeared in his mind and floated across

Suddenly, a enchanting figure appeared in my mind, Bai Qingqing, a woman who could not hide herself. Who could have thought that the last two people became good friends, and if it was not for her help, I would not have changed to this green plum sword. You know, at the beginning, there were a hundred gongs that he gave himself, but for her, she would not have killed Youfeng Linglang Later, he exchanged the body of Youfeng Linglang for 300 tribute, and the corner of Zhao Jiuge's mouth turned up unconsciously.

Yes, if it's not the fate of the impermanence, I may be muddled through my life, how can I embark on this path of cultivation.

Recalling the past bit by bit, the steps along the way have become light up.

I don't know how long before, a pavilion appeared in Zhao Jiuge's sight at the foot of the mountain. Zhao Jiuge breathed a long breath and finally walked out of the Xuantian mountain range surrounded by the peaks. Zhao Jiuge was surprised. It would not take several years to walk through the Xuantian mountain range just by looking at the foot strength. Fortunately, he came down from the peak when he was young.

When they came to the pavilion, there were several young people in black robes. Each of them had a murderous temperament. Their robes were embroidered with long bloody swords. When they were close to these young people, it seemed that the air was sticky.

Zhao Jiuge looked at them in awe. There were three exits of Xuantian sword gate. Each place was monitored by the disciples of law enforcement hall, and there were people wandering around in the vicinity, just in case. However, nothing happened in the past few thousand years. Not only were there thousands of green hidden sword array guarding, but also the minds of some big people could feel everything.

The young men with bad looks and murderous spirit glanced at Zhao Jiuge. After confirming that there was no mistake, they took back their eyes and ignored Zhao Jiuge.

Zhao Jiuge continued to walk out when he saw nothing unusual. However, when he turned around, he laughed at himself. It's no wonder that the disciples of the aristocratic family despised them. He really envied what he saw. Now even the clothes of law enforcement hall are envious, not to mention the magic weapons and Magic objects.

Taking back his inner thoughts, Zhao Jiuge quickened his pace and left here.

However, when Zhao Jiuge walked out of the distance, he looked back and looked around with his neck up. His face was unbelievable, so he came out? Don't you say there is a big array to guard the school? How can I not see it? I can't think about it. Hou Zhao Jiuge just doesn't want to think about it. He looks at the wooden cards, determines the direction, and sets out towards Yuhua town.

As the day passed by, Zhao Jiuge turned a corner and saw houses and farmland. He also saw a few smoke rising from the kitchen. In the distance, he looked like a paradise.Zhao Jiuge that has a dry lip light voice way, ”finally came out.”

After a year, Zhao Jiuge finally saw the people and scenery outside the world, as if they were separated from each other.

The surrounding air seems to have become smoke, looking at the distant scenery, I should be out of the mountain, here should belong to the suburbs.

In the distance, there are only three or two houses side by side. Outside the house is a large field. Each piece of farmland is surrounded by field ladders. The smoke from the kitchen rises from a certain house. There is a small bamboo forest not far from the house.

In the farmland, a tall middle-aged man is barehanded and barefoot. His trouser legs are rolled up in his thighs and bent over. In the corner of the farmland, an old cow with black and yellow skin is panting listlessly and wagging its tail carefree.

On the back of the cow sat a five or six-year-old child, wearing a small red vest, a pair of tolerant pants, barefoot, two legs open, riding on the old cow, expression focused on playing with their fingers, the child's head in the middle of only a small rub hair, four weeks have been light, looks lovely, from time to time also look back at his father.

Seeing this familiar scene, Zhao Jiuge feels a little warm. Maybe these families are not rich, but they are more happy.

Everything around him is like a peach garden. Maybe he hasn't faced this kind of environment for a year. After a long time, Zhao Jiuge reacts and swallows a mouthful of water. Then he goes forward to ask about the other party's way.

At this time, Zhao Jiuge changed back to the black cloth robe when he left the school. He carefully put the sword robe in the bag and carried it behind him.

The sound of footsteps attracted the attention of the burly middle-aged man. His eyes were fixed on Zhao Jiuge. His face, which was made of wheat when he was working, was full of doubts and vigilance.