The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 122: Play the piano like Jing Jiu

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Nan Wang also heard what Zhao Layue said, and asked, "Are you sure?"

Many people know that Zhao Layue had already entered Wuzhang Middle Realm two years ago, and logically speaking, it is impossible to break through again so soon.

Even so, at her current age, she can be regarded as an extremely rare cultivation genius.

The natural dao seed is really extraordinary.

But after all, she has practiced Taoism for too short a time, and she is far from Luo Huainan, so she has no possibility of winning in the Taoist battle.

Zhao Layue said without thinking, "Yes."

Regardless of realm and cultivation, both of them are Peak Masters of Qingshan Mountain, Nan Wang couldn't say anything, but just shook his head, and the other disciples didn't dare to speak out to persuade them.

At this time, Bai Zao ended his piano music.

The cold platform is quiet.

Many people think that if there are no other disciples from Shuiyue Nunnery to come forward, I am afraid that the comment that has been circulating for a long time will finally be broken.

But before that, the silence of Hantai was broken by a burst of discussion.

There was a news spread among the more than ten cold platforms in the high place, which caused a commotion.

The Qingshan Sect also quickly received the wind.

Tian Jinren is somewhere in the city, Luo Huainan and Tong Yan did not show up today, it is very likely that they are visiting each other!

It is a rare opportunity to get comments from Tianjinren. If you are praised by the other party, it will make the monk gain a higher status and more resources in the sect. For a while, people will be tempted, but after all, Mei Hui It is a grand event, the court ministers and teachers from various sects are here, who dares to leave without authorization

Jing Jiu noticed the change in Zhao Layue's expression, and asked, "Want to go and see?"

Zhao Layue said, "I'm a little curious."

Jing Jiu said, "Then go and see."

The two got up, talked to Nan Wang, and walked down the cold platform.

Many people noticed the commotion here, and couldn't help being uproarious, thinking that the Meihui hadn't ended yet, and Zenzi hadn't commented yet, so he just left like this

Looking at the two figures, Bai Zao frowned slightly, looking even weaker.

She guessed what Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu were going to do when they left.

She didn't care about this, because at this time Luo Huainan and Tong Yan should have met the rumored fortune master, and this was originally arranged by her.

She is a little concerned, or disappointed because of another matter, so anxious to meet others, is it because she needs the affirmation of others to maintain her self-confidence

How can such a Zhao Layue be worthy of being her opponent

The mountain road leaving the Plum Garden was behind the cold platform, and after making two bends, the figures of Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue disappeared before everyone's eyes.

Some habits formed during the tens of thousands of miles have made Zhao Layue accept some of Jing Jiu's eccentricities. For example, unless there are special circumstances, he would rather walk than wield a sword.

They walked on the mountain road, talking casually.

Jing Jiu knew that what Zhao Layue really wanted to see was not Tian Jinren, but Luo Huainan, who was probably visiting Tian Jinren at this moment because of the Daoist battle that would take place dozens of days later.

He said: "If the rumors are true, you are not his opponent."

Zhao Layue said: "You have to fight to know."

This sentence is in line with her long-standing attitude towards Taoism.

The way to ascend to heaven is extremely difficult and dangerous. If you are afraid of this and that, then what kind of path are you still practicing

Jing Jiu glanced at her, but didn't say anything.

Zhao Layue remembered very clearly that just now when she said that she was going to participate in the Taoist battle, he also looked at him in the same way. He didn't say anything, but the meaning was very clear.

"You disagree?"

She was a little puzzled.

In the past few years of cultivating Taoism, slaying demons and demons, killing people with flying swords, no matter what kind of dangerous situation she encountered, Jing Jiu never stopped her from taking risks. Why did he think so about his participation in the Taoist war today? Disagree

Jing Jiu said, "I haven't participated in the Meihui Taoist War, but I know some of the content."

Zhao Layue said: "Tread blood to find plums? I don't care."

Jing Jiu looked at her and said calmly and seriously, "That's the real world."

Zhao Layue also became serious and said, "I know what the truth means."

"Those battles on the road of tens of thousands of miles are still not real. At best, they can only be half-truths and half-truths. What I'm talking about is the real truth that I don't even want to touch."

Jing Jiu looked into her eyes and said.

Zhao Layue asked: "What is truth?"

Jing Jiu said, "Death is the real thing. To be precise, it's my own death."

By this time they had reached halfway up the mountain.

The breeze blows the wild trees between the cliffs, and the scenery is excellent. It's a pity that the birds with crisp singing are still lingering on the cliff, so the scenery loses a little vitality.

Zhao Layue thought about it for a long time and said, "I don't understand."

Jing Jiu said, "It's best not to know."

Zhao Layue suddenly felt that when he said these four words, he was far away from himself.

On Jing Jiu's beautiful face, she seemed to see an endless abyss.

Abyss means far away.

This feeling made her very uncomfortable, and she changed the topic a little bluntly: "Although I'm not interested, I'm still curious about the final result."

Naturally, this is not about the Daoist battle, but about today's piano competition. Jing Jiu repeated the famous saying in the monastic world: "Anyway, the one who wins is Shuiyuean."

Suddenly there was a piano sound in the sky.

The starting point is the side of Hantai.

Across a mountain, the sound of the zither had become very small when it reached them, but when it fell to the ears of the two, it was extremely clear, as if there was a great power hidden in it.

Immediately afterwards, the second sound of the piano sounded, and it never stopped, but the sound of the piano was not as good as running water. There was no sound, and it seemed particularly jerky and chaotic. It was not even the most basic rhythm, let alone beautiful. But for some reason, Jing Jiu seemed to be moved by the sound of the zither, stopped, stood on the edge of the cliff and looked towards the sky, without saying a word for a long time.

Unlike when Bai Zao was playing the piano, the birds did not join together when this man played the piano, but it wasn't that the birds didn't like the sound of the piano, but that they didn't dare to make a sound.

The fingering of the person playing the piano was obviously rusty, like a beginner, but the music he played was unparalleled, as if he wanted to take away all the sounds in the world.

Don't talk about those birds. During the time that the man was playing the piano, even the mountain wind blowing the treetops and the stream falling into the deep stream did not make any sound.

When my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers kill.

When I speak, the heavens and the earth must be quiet and listen.

This is momentum.

Zhao Layue felt the remnants of the mountains and fields, suppressed the shock in her heart, looked at Jing Jiu sideways, and remembered the scenes in Haizhou last year.

This man plays the piano like Jing Jiu plays chess.

Beginner.

The method is blunt.

Not nice.

Not good looking.

But unparalleled in the world.

Jing Jiu looked at the sky, thoughtful.

A certain floating cloud at a very high place has been torn into pieces by the sound of the piano.

Zhao Layue said softly, "I don't know who it is."

Jing Jiu didn't know who the person playing the piano was, but he knew his background.

Because he heard some old friends from the sound of the piano.

"Shuiyue Temple."

he said.

Zhao Layue recalled that famous saying again, Shuiyuean wins anyway.

Then she thought of the ordinary-looking woman in Shuiyue Nunnery on the cold platform.

For some reason, she had the same feeling as when Jing Jiu said the four characters just now, and her mind was slightly confused.

(end of this chapter)