If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified

The vast golden light shining from Lu Jing's body just now has completely disappeared.

Lu Jing just sat casually in front of the jade table, his expression was the same as before, and he just looked at the prince of Qi, Gu Chenxiao, with deep eyes.

And behind Gu Chenxiao, the highly cultivated Dugui seemed to be still illuminated by the golden light that bloomed from Lu Jing's body. The intense pain made this strange Primordial Spirit monk gasp deeply.

Even so, he seemed to be very afraid of the prince of Qi in front of him, and he didn't dare to make any other painful sounds, forcing him to suppress the pain in his body.

He only felt that his primordial spirit, which was originally surrounded by black mist, would keep trembling and burning if it was shaken by spring thunder.

Chu Yeshan looked at the boy in front of him.

Li Zhiyun and Nan Xuehu who were on the docking platform in the distance were also a little surprised.

A few breaths of time passed, but Li Zhiyun suddenly muttered to himself: "Just now... that is the golden light of righteousness that can only be cultivated by a great Confucian who has practiced for many years to cultivate himself with knowledge and principles?"

Nan Xuehu squinted his eyes and thought, but didn't answer.

Only Gu Chenxiao, who was sitting opposite Lu Jing, had a serious smile on his face, as if he didn't notice the pain of Du Gui at all, nor did he notice the golden light that had just bloomed from Lu Jing's body.

"Even if we come to Taixuanjing, as long as I open my mouth, what I want can always be realized."

The energy and blood in Gu Chenxiao's body circulated and diffused out, making Gu Chenxiao at this moment like a fierce beast that was close at hand.

His eyes fell on Lu Jing, and Lu Jing's exposed skin was tingling!

Hearing Gu Chenxiao's low-pitched words, Lu Jing didn't change his dark color at all. He just said: "Everyone in the world has bad times. The ancient prince covered the sky with one hand in Qi. In terms of the situation in the world, there are countless people who think that the prince is too precious, and that the words of the prince should not be allowed to fall on the ground."

"But... I am neither a citizen of Qi, nor an official of the Dafu court. In my eyes, even if the prince is honorable, it still has nothing to do with me.

Painting is a matter of heart, I don’t want to paint for the ancient prince today, I want to ask again, is the ancient prince trying to force me? "

Lu Jing spoke slowly and earnestly, and his gaze fell on Gu Chenxiao's face from beginning to end.

Gu Chenxiao's face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was still a paranoid smile on his face. There were all kinds of murder and hostility brewing in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Hearing Gu Chenxiao's questioning, Chu Yeshan on the side just poured tea for himself, didn't say much, and didn't add oil or vinegar.

"Because you are not a Dafu court official, in many cases, you always have scruples and awe in your heart."

Gu Chenxiao waved his hand lightly, interrupting Yuhu who was about to come forward, he looked Lu Jing up and down: "In the past, there were many people in Qi who didn't know how to be in awe.

But later, when the bones were clanging, when my glazed sky wheel shone brightly, like the bright moon in the sky shining on the earth, no one in the Qi Kingdom dared to disobey me again. "

"Lu Jing... Come... I'll give you another chance, allow you... Draw me a picture..."

Before Gu Chenxiao finished speaking, Lu Jing smiled to himself. He leaned forward, looked at Gu Chenxiao and said: "The so-called differences of Taoism and conspiracy, the ancient prince, there are some famous painters in Taixuanjing, but a painting That's all, why are you so paranoid?"

"Paranoid?"

When Gu Chenxiao heard these two words, his breath was obviously paused, he didn't know what he thought of, but he lowered his head and thought carefully.

Chu Yeshan looked at Lu Jing, wondering how Lu Jing's courage grew.

A mammoth statue of Qi and blood, who had already turned into a martial arts expert with blood innately, was sitting opposite him.

But a Primordial Spirit cultivator like Lu Jing still refused in a hurry.

"Perhaps it is precisely because of this kind of character, and because of this kind of strength of character, that Lu Jing is able to drink, bring out a righteous spirit, and not be afraid of evil spirits."

Thinking of this, Chu Yeshan no longer looked at Lu Jing, but looked down at the cup on the jade table...

The well-known young prince of the Chu family had to think about how he should respond if Lu Jing really fell under the prince's command.

Du Gui's body was still trembling, Yu Hu's eyes were fierce, and the evil prince who was famous for his madness was opposite Lu Jing.

Lu Jing didn't seem to notice it, as if he didn't know Gu Chenxiao's reputation, and he didn't even forget to drink tea.

Gu Chenxiao was silent for a long time, then raised his head and squinted his eyes.

He probably sensed something, and turned his head to look beyond Guanyun Terrace, to the high platform in the courtyard of Shihua Pavilion, where everyone Liu sat playing the piano.

There is wind blowing in winter, and it is much colder.

The chaotic clouds are low in the evening, and the swift fog dances back to the wind!

There is a real dragon hanging in the sky above, but at this moment there are thick clouds and fog.

Gu Chenxiao seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head, the killing intent in his eyes was gone, and the weird smile on his face was even worse.

He picked up the jug and poured wine for Lu Jing.

While pouring the wine, he whispered many words in a low voice and trivially.

"I once used the skull as a cup to drink four catties of barbarian blood.

I once personally went to the battlefield, killed 900 monks, and built a capital with my head!

I once assassinated the Xiantian Grandmaster, and cut off his blood flow with my Liuli Tianlun! "

"I once killed Yingye, and used their bones to cast a palace of white bones. Now, in that palace of white bones, ghosts are weeping heavily. Many fearless people will be terrified when they see it, even if they just hear about it..."

"Lu Jing, why aren't you afraid of me?"

Gu Chenxiao grinned, his eyes wide open, but there was no smile on his face, it looked hollow and stiff.

When Chu Yeshan heard Gu Chenxiao's words, his expression also became gloomy.

A pair of father and son, Gu Yuanji and Gu Chenxiao of the Qi State, built a flesh and blood purgatory in the capital of the Qi State. It is said that they are raising demons, winning immortality, and practicing heavenly skills.

The other person cast a palace of white bones in the wilderness, killed many creatures wantonly, and decorated the palace with bones, flesh and blood, without knowing what he wanted to do.

Really... two outright lunatics.

If it weren't for the situation in the world, Dafu would have to deal with the rising Northern Qin with all his strength, the Great Candle King and those Northern Qin warriors who were full of vitality, otherwise Dafu would never be in the company of such cruel and unreasonable people.

While Gu Chenxiao was talking to himself, he was asking Lu Jing again.

But Lu Jing didn't answer, just kept silent, but his gaze was still very firm, still staring at Gu Chenxiao, never shifting the slightest bit.

"Come on, drink."

Gu Chenxiao pushed the wine glass to Lu Jing, and spoke slowly: "If I kill you right now, you will die in an instant, even if you become a real soul, there is absolutely no room for resistance.

Are you not afraid of death? "

Lu Jing finally opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Prince Gu, you and I both know that today you are in Shihua Pavilion, you can't make a move, so why bother to scare me?"

Gu Chenxiao took another look outside the Guanyun Terrace, then nodded and smiled: "No one dares to disobey me, but seeing you today, I'm not used to it, and I'm a bit confused instead.

You drink this glass of wine, then leave, as you said, you are not an official of the Dafu court, nor a citizen of Qi, so you don't have to paint... But, your lack of status is your reliance, but it is also you weakness. "

Gu Chenxiao's tone was flat, and the horrified smile on his face gradually subsided, and the red clothes looked brighter, as if they were soaked in the blood of living beings.

Chu Yeshan, Li Zhiyun, and Nan Xuehu all heard the meaning of Gu Chenxiao's words.

That's... a threat!

Chu Yeshan smiled boldly, and also stood up: "Today's flower-planting night trip, that's all. Mr. Lu, the ancient prince asked you to leave, why don't you and I go together?"

When Chu Yeshan spoke, he still looked at Lu Jing.

But Lu Jing still frowned, but sat there.

Even Gu Chenxiao seemed a little puzzled. He didn't understand what Lu Jing was thinking. The dispute was over, so why didn't he leave this troubled place?

For the past two or three breaths, Lu Jing has been meditating, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Mr. Lu?" Chu Yeshan asked.

Lu Jing's expression finally recovered, he nodded slightly to Chu Yeshan, and sighed: "Since I left the Lu residence, I have met many people."

He also whispered to himself like Gu Chenxiao: "Many people have told me that in this chaotic world, in this Taixuanjing, if you don't have authority, even if you have great talent, even if you are respected Mr. Shulou, you can't escape the vortex created by those with high status."

"Master Yu once told me this way, when several people I respect let me gain power in the past, don't forget to keep your heart.

Today I saw the ancient prince of Qi, and the ancient prince was threatening both inside and outside. He seemed to think that since I am not a courtier of Dafu and do not hold power in my hands, he can be killed easily, as if he killed a commoner like me. No one stood up for me..."

While talking, Lu Jing frowned, as if he was still thinking.

"I always feel that this is not the case. I am talented, and I am a gentleman on the second floor of the study building. I also know a few people who sit in the imperial court.

But even so, there are still people who think that I am weak and can be manipulated at will. Today is just a painting... The ancient prince told me a lot about bones and heads, which caused a lot of trouble for no reason..."

"Little Duke, Prince Gu, Lu Jing would like to ask you some advice. If I have great power in my hands, if I also sit in the high cabinet, will no one threaten me for no reason and want to kill me for no reason?"

It seemed that Lu Jing was indeed asking the two of them for advice.

Gu Chenxiao didn't answer, just lowered his head and drank.

Chu Yeshan's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "With the talent of Mr. Lu Jing, if he is willing, Yeshan can naturally build a bridge of Qingyun for him. Although it can't go directly to the sky, it can also send him to the clouds, so that he can look down. Where most of the world is."

Lu Jing shook his head: "Standing on a high place, you don't have to look down on the world."

At this point in his words, he slowly stood up.

Chu Yeshan thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Mr. Lu Jing, can I have a look at your sword energy?"

Lu Jing remembered what the prince Yu Zhuoxian said before, and he never refused. When he raised his hand, he saw a sword energy slowly appearing in his hand.

Several people in the Guanyun Terrace, Li Zhiyun and Nan Xuehu in the Boating Terrace, all changed their expressions slightly. They watched carefully the sword energy in Lu Jing's hand that had cut away evildoers and was as hot as the scorching sun in the sky. They were wondering who it was inheritance.

Lu Jing's sword energy emerged.

Gu Chenxiao sat in front of the jade table as usual, without even showing much vigilance.

"The sword energy is strong, but your cultivation is really weak."

Gu Chenxiao pointed lightly, extremely fast. His fingers were on the Fuguangjian Qi in Lu Jing's hand, filled with dense aura, and misty energy and blood went straight into the Fuguangjian Qi.

The Fuguang Sword Qi disappeared just like that.

"The little prince admires you so much, I think your talent must be at its peak... However, even if your talent is at its peak, it still takes time to grow."

Gu Chenxiao didn't know when he sat back in front of the jade table, he didn't look at Lu Jing, but said: "Lu Jing, we will see you again in the future."

The sword energy in Lu Jing's hand dissipated, but a smile appeared on his face: "Indeed, Prince Gu, we will meet again. Next time we meet, please take another look at my sword energy."

Gu Chen clamored: "Taixuanjing is vast and vast, but it is a city after all, maybe I will see you tomorrow, maybe I will see you next month, it will not be delayed until a year later.

In a few months, how much can the sword energy grow? "

At this time, Lu Jing no longer hesitated, nor responded to Gu Chenxiao's words, and walked straight out of Guanyun Terrace.

The courtyard of Shihua Pavilion was still buzzing with people, and these people were unaware of the conflict in Guanyun Terrace.

When they saw Lu Jing going downstairs, they all had reverence in their eyes.

Lu Jing was young, but he was excellent in both calligraphy and painting. Today when he struck the bell, the mere octave made them astonished.

Facing such a beautiful appearance, few people are jealous.

The firefly may be jealous of the bright candlelight, but not the clear light of the bright moon.

Lu Jing walked all the way, many people saluted Lu Jing, Lu Jing returned the salute with a smile, and walked out of the Flower Pavilion step by step.

Miss Jingshi also sent him out all the way, and she was going to ask several Yugongs to take him back.

But at this moment, the east wind was still blowing, and there was fog lingering in Taixuanjing, so Lu Jing wanted to walk back to Yanglu Street to see the scenery in the fog.

So the young man walked on Liuhua Street all the way with his sword alone.

Even in such weather, Liuhua Street was still crowded with people. After passing Liuhua Street, and a few more streets, Lu Jing came to Dongwang Street unknowingly.

On Dongwang Street, the fireflies on the trees at the entrance of Dongwang Temple are still emitting a faint light.

These fireflies are quite strange, they never die even in winter, a single worm has weak light, but if there are thousands of them, it can illuminate the entire Dongwang Street.

The gate of Dongwang Temple on the street was closed, and Lu Jing couldn't help but think of Chen Xuanwu.

"I don't know what brother Xuanwu is doing?"

When Lu Jing thought of Chen Xuanwu, the smile on the corner of his mouth finally became much more sincere. He still remembered the innocent smile on Chen Xuanwu's face, and also remembered the way Chen Xuanwu squinted his eyes when he was drunk.

"Even at night, this Taixuanjing is brightly lit, reflecting the sky and the earth, as if it is a clean and bright place, but such a clean and bright place, many people don't think it is bright or interesting.

Thinking about it this way, Brother Xuanwu doesn't know how much better he is. "

While walking, Lu Jing thought in his heart that maybe he would have time in the future, he could also go to the Taihao Que mentioned by Chen Xuanwu, and take a look at Chen Xuanwu. Hao Xingjun.

"Such a beautiful scenery, but I don't know why it is sparsely populated and not many tourists come."

Lu Jing's mind was full of thoughts.

But in the next moment, he suddenly changed his expression slightly.

An extremely blazing knife light made the Dongwang Street illuminated by fireflies much brighter!

The mighty energy and blood filled the sword light.

The knife light made the surrounding fog flow in bursts, violent and stunning.

Lu Jing stood where he was, feeling the terrifying aura in the light of the saber, and the black sandalwood sword at his waist was already out of its sheath.

Shine!

The sun and moon sword light shone brilliantly, and the small wind and thunder technique shot straight into the sky.

Lu Jing pointed gently, and the black sandalwood sword flew away in the light of fireflies with lightning speed.

The light of the sword collided with the light of the sword.

Both the vitality and the great yang qi and blood exploded, and a huge power bloomed from it, and scattered away, turning into waves of ripples, blasting away the tranquility of Dongwang Street.

The sword light struck, and was repelled by Lu Jing's sun and moon sword light and Xiaofengleijutsu. A vague figure quickly retreated and disappeared into the mist and smoke.

But in an instant.

A man in silver armor slowly walked out of the mist and smoke.

The man in the silver armor was holding a long silver sword, and blood flowed from the silver armor on his body, bringing out the vitality contained in the silver armor, making the man's figure a bit illusory.

That armor... has the effect of concealing breath.

Lu Jing narrowed his eyes: "Nan Xuehu..."

At this time, Nan Xuehu came with a saber, and the armor on his body was shining with silver light, like a young general, with great momentum.

"Lu Jing."

Nan Xuehu walked forward step by step, the snow drinking knife in his hand was filled with blood, and became as heavy as a huge stone in the sky.

Terrible strength, coupled with the scorching Yang Qi and blood, made his body equally heavy. Every time he took a step, the bluestone bricks under his feet were all shattered.

"what you up to?"

Lu Jing squinted his eyes, and the black sandalwood sword was floating beside him.

"Although you and I had an appointment last time, it doesn't mean that you beat me up, and I don't take it to heart."

Nan Xuehu kept approaching, and a voice came: "That day I never rode my Yuelong Mountain, never held my snow-drinking knife, and never wore my silver light armor.

I am a monk of martial arts, but five points of my cultivation base is on this knife. You defeated me at that time, and the victory was not martial arts. "

Lu Jing understood: "You want to find me to get back?"

Nan Xuehu was also a little puzzled when he turned his head: "What is a place?"

"It's not very important."

Lu Jing smiled brightly, and said seriously: "I remember I told you before, telling you... not to appear in front of me?"

Nanxuehu, who was walking slowly, turned into a red glow in an instant, piercing through the void and the fluorescent light, and the knife light turned into a bright glow, spreading in Lu Jing's pupils.

The cold and sharp Snow Drinking Knife was like a galloping horse, as fast as lightning, slashing towards Lu Jing.

Lu Jingyi was not afraid, and snapped his fingers lightly!

The black sandalwood sword that has been promoted to the sixth rank turned into an arc of light, and the sun and moon sword light brought out a cold light and rushed away, leaving only afterimages in the air.

Bang!

On Nan Xuehu's drinking snow knife, the light of the sword could be vaguely seen, and in an instant, vitality and blood were scattered, and Nan Xuehu's terrifying strength crushed many bluestone bricks.

The smoke and dust filled the air, and the fireflies on the trees were frightened and flew away one after another.

On the broad street, a shining sword light fought a fierce and bloody martial arts expert.

The place is filled with the sound of piercing air, and many air waves are spreading in all directions. Nanxuehu is like a terrifying giant ape. Occasionally, with a punch, it can even shatter the sword light.

Martial arts monks in the Great Yang Realm...

After the snow-capped mountain, a round of sun rises slowly, qi and blood diffuse out, nourishing themselves, the skin, flesh, fascia and bones become extremely hard, and ordinary swords can't make them a little bit!

In addition, the snow-drinking knife in his hand, and the silver armor on his body are very extraordinary, I am afraid that they are all five-rank treasures.

Qi and blood flowed into it, becoming more surging and thicker. Occasionally, the light of Lu Jing's sun and moon sword grew on the silver armor, and the silver light flickered to eliminate the sharp sword energy in it.

But Lu Jing...

But still with a smile on his face, he remained motionless.

He controlled the black sandalwood sword with a ray of spiritual thought, while he stood at the same spot casually, looking at the Nanxuehu in the smoke and mist.

Indistinctly, there seemed to be a fighting star official in the sky descending the sky and landing on Lu Jing.

Lu Jing's eyes flickered, and a Martial Dao monk in the Great Yang Realm came with a knife, but in his eyes, Nan Xuehu's every move was predictable, the speed of Qi and blood flow in Nan Xuehu's body, and the sharpness of the Xuexue knife cutting down captured clearly by him.

The black sandalwood sword shuttled back and forth in the clouds and mist, confronted Nan Xuehu with the Yinxue knife, and blocked Nan Xuehu's retreat.

"You come to challenge me, and you don't see even the slightest bit of murderous intent in your eyes, in your sword, or even in your running martial arts, qi, blood, and profound kung fu."

Lu Jingyuan sits upright in the shrine, constantly transforming his spiritual thoughts, forming seals, uttering incantations, and performing the sun and moon divine light, small wind and thunder technique, and Wuyeshan rebuke technique.

"If you don't do your best, you didn't come here today for revenge, but just to... get a severe beating."

Lu Jing's voice was ethereal.

There were eight kinds of tones in the voice, which fluctuated up and down vaguely. Nan Xuehu heard it in his ears, and felt his heart tremble, and his spirit faintly lost!

The son of the Nanguo government, who had been on the battlefield several times and killed the fierce and brave Northern Qin, gritted his teeth.

The light of the saber was fierce and violent, constantly vibrating, the qi and blood sun in his body burst into crimson light, and the martial arts and profound arts were operated to the limit, and the incomparably powerful power bloomed in his hands.

At the same time, there is also a terrifying vitality coming back from the Snow Drinking Knife.

Mix the two!

The Southern Snow Tiger was hidden in the clouds, its body flickered, and with a brave leap, it jumped several feet high and fell from the sky, bringing a bright and violent blade light!

The light of the saber exploded, with a blazing and brilliant momentum, and it fell fiercely on the black sandalwood sword!

The sun and moon sword light on the black sandalwood sword was strangled by this knife light in an instant and disappeared.

Even the spiritual thoughts in it seemed to be washed away by Nan Xuehu's violent energy and blood, and fell to the ground.

Nan Xuehu was even faster, turning around in the void, with blood rippling behind him, and came straight towards Lu Jing.

Lu Jing stood where he was, looking at Nan Xuehu.

"Is he... laughing?"

Nan Xuehu remembered the reason for the last defeat, and suddenly burst out of courage, holding knives in both hands, and slashed down fiercely!

Boom!

The wind of the sword roared, the roar of qi and blood was like a furnace, the vitality was refined like a snow mountain, and the sun was like a sun shining all over the world, coming straight down.

"Since you are a man, you must find your breath."

Nan Xuehu thought viciously in his heart, and became a little childish.

And when the light of the knife shines on the sky and the earth, the thick fog is torn apart again.

The expression of Nanxuehu in the air froze suddenly.

But at this moment, Lu Jing was still standing where he was, watching him.

And behind him...a vajra dharma body about ten feet in size stared down at him with angry eyes.

This dharma body is lingering with light, and a series of Buddhist verses are branded on it, and its majesty is unparalleled.

It is Brahma Vajra Dharmakaya!

Putting his palms together, the Vajra Dharma Body abruptly received Nan Xuehu's berserk knife.

But Nan Xuehu still didn't panic in the slightest, he still held the knife in his right hand, and his energy and blood kept hitting the golden light Dharma body.

However, the left fist was swung brazenly, bringing out a huge force like a giant elephant in the wild, bringing out fierce energy and blood, and bombarded towards Lu Jing's body!

"Being close to me... I will never forget that you are also a martial arts monk."

Nan Xuehu's punch was astonishing, and he came with a heavy hammer.

But with a thought of Lu Jing, the head of Fanri's Dharma Body lit up, and it hit the Xuexue Knife, and the Xuexue Knife was immediately knocked into the air.

Fanri Dharma Body was extremely fast, and within the reach of his hands, he had already grasped Nan Xuehu's hands.

"Caught you."

Lu Jing smiled slightly and extended a palm.

"I have the Silver Armor, the qi and blood in my body are strong, and I have vajra skin, flesh and iron bones. This time, don't think about defeating me with qi and blood!" The earth is like a spider web, spreading and shattering.

He wants to take Lu Jing's palm hard, and then break free from the control of this mysterious dharma body!

He thought so.

But when Lu Jing's light palm... fell on his chest.

Nan Xuehu's expression suddenly changed!

He only felt that in Lu Jing's palm, a huge energy and blood surged, like an avalanche, one after another.

The momentum of the avalanche is so huge, one avalanche overwhelms another, and it continues continuously!

"The wrath of the man!"

Lu Jing's thoughts flickered.

I just felt that the energy and blood in my body was extremely high, and the endless thick energy and blood in that furnace burst out and fell into my palm.

The Zhenxuan Palm, which he had only trained to the fourth stage, rushed to the fifth stage with an invincible momentum. With that thick and incomparable energy and blood, this palm hit a world-shattering force!

Five sections of Zhenxuan palm, one section after another, passed through the silver light armor and landed directly on Nan Xuehu's body.

His body has been trained to the point of terror, but he is still shaken by these five sections of Zhenxuan Palm.

"puff……"

A trace of blood flowed out of Nanxuehu's mouth. The next moment, it was like a stone being thrown into the air. It flew five or six feet away and landed heavily on the ground!

Lu Jing was not in a hurry, he took a few steps forward, and picked up the snow drinking knife on the ground.

The Snow Drinking Knife is extremely heavy in the hand, probably weighing hundreds of catties, and a chilliness emanates from it.

"A treasured sword of the fifth rank? It is indeed extraordinary."

A smile appeared on Lu Jing's face. Holding the snow drinking knife in his hand, he walked all the way to Nan Xuehu's side, and slowly squatted down.

Just like that night so long ago.

Nan Xuehu's injury today was not as serious as that night, and he wanted to struggle to sit up.

Lu Jing, who was squatting, shook his head and reached out to press Nan Xuehu's chest.

Where Nanxuehu was seriously injured, he felt heavy pain coming, and could not help but lie down again.

Immediately, anger lingered on his face, and he wanted to struggle to get up again.

Lu Jing still shook his head, and pushed him to the ground again.

"It's better for you to lie down and talk to me while vomiting blood."

Lu Jing narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I told you a long time ago, once I see you, I will beat you up.

Originally, when I saw you today, I wasn't in the mood to trouble you, so you came to me? "

Nan Xuehu struggled several times, but Lu Jing refused to let him get up.

The twenty-year-old nobleman gritted his teeth and stared at Lu Jing. After a few breaths, the anger in his eyes suddenly dissipated.

"You... are indeed an immortal genius."

"Now, you are standing on a high place."