The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 213

There is a small mountain village outside the green hill.

Liu's ten year old home is here.

Ordinary people naturally do not know what happened in the spiritual world, and the life in the small mountain village has not been disturbed.

Liu's father and mother still work every day and live like in the past years. Although they are getting old, they are still healthy, black and strong teeth. They look very energetic.

In the forest tops of the mountains stood two casual practitioners.

A casual monk said slightly, "Liu must have stolen Qingshan's pill at the age of ten and used it for them. This is also a capital crime, but it seems to be very filial."

The other sanxiu looked pale and said, "Liu killed Luo Huainan at the age of ten. He must have a high position in the old forest. Will the old forest let us go?"

"What are you afraid of? It's so close to the green mountain. How dare Lao Lin appear? "

The sanxiu smiled grimly and said, "we bound his parents and forced him to show up. At that time, we will either kill them or send them to Castle Peak to get the skills and magic weapons of Zhongzhou and Castle Peak. Who else will dare to provoke us in the future?"

With these words, he was ready to sweep away from the top of the forest, catch Liu's father and mother, and force Liu out of his whereabouts by cruel means.

As for Liu's father and mother, if they really don't know, how can he let Liu ten know that his parents are in his own hands... He didn't think about it at all.

The worst result is that Liu's father and mother were tortured to death by him. There is no other harm.

Suddenly he felt something strange and looked at his feet with a slight change in his expression.

At the end of summer, the leaves on the shoots suddenly bear a layer of frost.

Then a hole appeared between his eyebrows.

A moment later, blood overflowed from the hole.

There was a layer of frost on his eyebrows, and gradually his body was covered with a layer of frost, and he had no breath.

Until death came, he could not see the sword light penetrating his head.

The other monk, San Xiu, naturally didn't see the sword light.

He looked at his dead companion, his body trembling and speechless with fear.

A snow fell in the woods.

The sanxiu guessed something and kept shouting in his heart: snow flow! Snow flow!

His body was frozen stiff by the cold. He could no longer stand on the branches and fell directly to the ground.

Where dare he run, kneel in the wind and snow, kowtow to the sky and use his strength to show his sincerity.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

His forehead was badly broken. With the kowtow, blood splashed everywhere.

He was in a trance and didn't understand why the great figures of Qingshan sect would protect the abandoned disciple's family.

Or does this represent the inviolability of Qingshan sect?

The snow flows like a waterfall.

The chill was piercing.

He felt the will and dared not stay any longer. He ran away and took the will out at the same time.

——The mountain village is a forbidden area of green mountains. No one is allowed to get close to it.

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There is a small town in the west of Jian'an county.

Liu, ten, wearing a hat, walked on the only main street in the town.

It's troublesome to be wanted by the whole continent, but it's not particularly dangerous.

He is not qualified to be a sword dodger. The green mountain array will not search for his whereabouts all the time.

The number of practitioners is too small, and it is difficult for mortal officials and Yamen to find him.

As long as he keeps a low profile, doesn't go to places like Chaoge City, and doesn't get close to the deep mountain spiritual veins where there may be spiritual sects, he doesn't have to worry too much about being found.

No, it makes sense that Lao Lin and those evil sects have existed for so many years.

Thinking about these things at the age of ten, Liu stood in front of the tea shop and asked for a bowl of herbal tea.

There was a sudden scream and smoke in front of the street.

He looked over there and found that a horse was frightened and dragged the carriage around, which had caused many dangerous situations.

The wind lifted the curtain of the car. There seemed to be a family inside. The man was pulling the reins hard to stop the startled horse. The woman was pale and the child in her arms kept crying.

Ordinary people can't stop the frightened horse. It must be practitioners who can stop the frightened horse.

Practitioners rarely appear in small towns. Once they appear, they are very conspicuous.

——So I shouldn't take care of it.

When Liu was ten years old, he thought about these things and walked into the street.

The carriage was about to hit the street, killing people.

When the wind blew, Liu appeared beside the horse at the age of ten and put his hand around the horse's neck.

The startled horse, which was like a wild fire, was stopped by his seemingly ordinary arm, so he couldn't go further!

There was a light noise, the dust on the soles of his shoes was slight, and two holes were split in the sleeve of his left arm.

The startled horse let out a painful neighing. As soon as the front hoof was soft, he knelt down and was held in his left arm.

The carriage stopped suddenly, the woman and man in the carriage fell directly, and the child in the woman's arms flew out.