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

Ten miles to Changning Street, the residence of the Lu family.

Over the past few days, Lu's mansion has added seven or eight concubines.

The second master of the Lu family is still studying Buddhism in the Jokhang Temple, so it is naturally not him who takes concubines, but the elder master who has never been greedy for women.

That is, Lu Shenyuan, who was once a teenager.

This story has long been spread in Xuandu. At night, some people pass ten miles of Changning Street, walk past the gate of the Lu family's splendid mansion, and see the lintel of the Lu mansion, and maybe they will tease in their hearts, guessing that the Lu family's grandpa will go tonight. Which concubine's courtyard is it in?

But it is different from what most people think.

Lu Shenyuan married a concubine these days, except for the night when the concubine entered the door, these beautiful girls who were eighteen or nineteen years old rarely saw him.

He spent most of his time in the courtyard of the East Courtyard, without even a maid beside him.

When Mrs. Lu's wife mentioned it by chance, she just said that the master was devoted to cultivation and didn't want to pay attention to the miscellaneous affairs of the mansion.

The fact... is exactly the case.

Tonight, when Lu Jing dreamed of seeing immortals and fairyland, Lu Shenyuan sat cross-legged in the small courtyard, his expression was calm, and there were streaks of strong white air all over his body, filling this small courtyard, making this small courtyard look like a fairyland generally.

Lu Shenyuan is resting, just like many nights in the past.

But today... Lu Shenyuan seemed to have sensed something, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the white mist mixed with the blood around him became much thinner.

He stood up slowly, raised his head and looked in the direction of Yanglu Street, there was some surprise in his eyes, and then he became calm and profound again.

There seemed to be an abyss brewing in the deep eyes.

"Xianhui..."

It was rare for Lu Shenyuan to talk to himself, and a lotus flower gradually bloomed above his head, and a thicker white mist burst out from within the lotus flower, which immediately filled the small courtyard.

In the next moment, an astonishing scene appeared.

But there is a plain moon hanging high in the sky, and the moon shines plain light, shining on the white mist in the small courtyard.

And on the white mist, a scene was actually reflected.

In the scene... is a fairyland where mountains hang in the air, spiritual lights flicker, and cranes fly into the sky.

On the highest peak of a suspended mountain, the sword fairy who had just appeared in Lu Jingmeng appeared, looking at Lu Shenyuan from afar.

As if Lu Shenyuan felt it, the white mist and lotus flower above his head became more and more lively.

This kind of vitality did not escape out of thin air, but injected into Lu Shenyuan's body.

Using the longevity method to cultivate longevity, a longevity lotus flower bloomed on Lu Shenyuan's head, but there is no longevity lotus in this mortal world, only the heavenly fairyland!

Lu Shenyuan stood on the spot, looking up at the sword fairy in the sky, and the sword fairy also stared at Lu Shenyuan.

After a long time, Lu Shenyuan's expression finally stopped being so cold, and instead showed a smile.

That smile was a little deep, and a little... relieved.

——

The sunlight outside the window flickers, it seems that time is rushing, but this is also the beauty of the years.

The beauty of time lies in its inevitable passage.

When the years go by, what it brings is not withering and old age, but also whether it is extremely peaceful or recovering from a serious illness.

The time of more than two months has passed too quickly.

From lingering spring to bright summer.

More than two months is nothing to the young Lu Jing. On the contrary, because of the self-cultivation these days, the pain all over his body has gradually recovered.

He didn't show his breath, and no one knew that Lu Jing's physical injuries had completely healed after just two months.

As for the primordial spirit, because Lu Jing's original divine fire was damaged, and he suffered a very serious injury, he recovered a little slower, not completely healed like Lu Jing's physical body, but it was more than half healed.

This is naturally due to his brand-new immortal physique and fate, as well as Qingyue's careful care and treatment these days.

Ever since Lu Jing was able to get out of bed, he didn't just sit around at home.

He still went to the library to give lectures, and still fulfilled the responsibility of the prince's junior teacher, teaching the thirteen princes, and also went to the shan hall with Qingyue to give a lecture.

"Mr. Jing, He Yu asked me to bring this star-year-old flower. She wrote a letter to Yu Xing Island before, and Luo Mingyue, the master of swordsmanship on Yu Xing Island, picked it off herself, and asked Primordial Spirit monk to bring it.

From this, it took more than two months before he was sent to the Nanguo government. "

In the study building, Nan Xuehu and Lu Jing sat casually on a hill, where there were large areas of kapok trees, all of which were covered with red kapoks.

The two sat on the ground, and Lu Jing looked up at the red cotton on the tree.

I just feel that the strange flowers are blooming for half a day, and the clouds and clouds in the sky are red against each other.

In Nan Xuehu's hand, there is also a star year flower with emerald green branches and leaves, half gold and half black flowers.

There is also a special aura circulating on this star year flower, which is lingering and has its own extraordinary.

"Although this flower is not comparable to the rare flower that He Yu once saved my mother, it is also very precious. If you boil this flower and take it, it will definitely have a great effect on the injury of your soul. "

Nan Xuehu looked at Lu Jing in front of him, and handed him the star year flower in his hand.

Lu Jing's complexion was rosy, and the former malaise seemed to have been swept away.

With Nan Xuehu's cultivation base, he hadn't refined the martial arts spirit yet, so he couldn't perceive Lu Jing's primordial spirit with the martial arts spirit.

From the very beginning, he couldn't see how serious Lu Jing's injury was.

It's just that Nan Laoguo had mentioned more than two months ago that Lu Jing's injury was more serious than Nan Heyu's.

Nan Heyu forcibly mobilized Qian Xiushui with her feathered sword heart, forcibly blocking Shaozhu Kingdom's dragon-like willow branch for more than ten breaths.

It seemed that it only lasted a dozen breaths, but it seriously injured Nanhe Yu's Yuanshen, and also damaged her feathered sword heart.

That day Nanxuehu originally rode on Yuelong Mountain and wanted to send Uncle Fengmian off, but he hadn't run three hundred miles before he saw a stream of Qi and blood gliding through the low sky like a shooting star, and a voice fell into his ears .

"Let's go back."

Nan Laogong's old and tired voice came to Nan Xuehu's ears, Nan Xuehu looked up and saw that in the red light of Qi and blood, besides Nan Laogong, there was also Nan Heyu.

At that time, Nan Heyu was already unconscious, and the girl Tianjiao, who was exuding wisps of sword energy all the time, was already as angry as a thread.

Nan Heyu returned to the mansion, a famous doctor came to treat her, and there were various panaceas, but it still took five or six days before she woke up, her complexion was pale until now, and she might have to rest for a long time if she wanted to recover.

"Grandpa said that Mr. Jing's injuries are worse than He Yu's, but for some reason...he seems much more relaxed than He Yu."

"However...Mr. Lu Jing will have a lot of magic in the future, and his talent is extremely high. Now that he has this star year flower, the speed of recovery from his injury should be faster."

Nan Xuehu thought so lightly.

Lu Jing glanced at the Xingsuihua in Nan Xuehu's hand, smiled at him, and said, "There is no other kind of this kind of spirit flower, even on Yuxing Island. It’s heavy, rather than giving it to me, it’s better to let her take it, so she can get better sooner.”

Nan Xuehu was slightly stunned, and immediately said: "Mr. Lu Jing, He Yu and I were very grateful to you for your attack last time. Without you, Uncle might have been severely injured by the sword intent of the Sword Master of Qi.

Uncle's temperament also knows that he doesn't like Taixuanjing, and he has already decided to go south to travel to Qi country. If he is unable to make the trip due to serious injuries and is confined in the Nanguo mansion, it should be extremely painful for him.

Just because of you..."

"You don't have to thank me."

Nan Xuehu hadn't finished speaking, but was interrupted by Lu Jing: "You were also there when he swore to me, if he wants to leave, I will naturally send him off.

In fact, I don't need this new year's flower anymore. I thanked Miss Nan for her kindness, and also thanked her for blocking that arrow for me. "

Nan Xuehu was a little helpless, but seeing Lu Jing's insistence, he had no choice but to put away the spirit flower.

"This knife... is it easy to use?"

Lu Jing asked Nan Xuehu again.

Nan Xuehu touched the big knife at his waist.

The big knife was covered by a black scabbard, and even the handle was wrapped in a black cloth.

This knife looks quite heavy and very wide, it is very inconvenient to carry it around, but these days Nan Xuehu still wears it around his waist, it looks a little funny.

"It's easy to use, but this sword mountain ghost is of extraordinary rank, and it's also a Yuanshen treasure sword. Although it is very hard and extremely sharp, I can't exert its true power."

Nan Xuehu rubbed the handle of the knife with his big hands, hesitated, and said to Lu Jing: "Mr. Jing, with my current cultivation, I am actually not worthy of this third-grade famous knife... I feel ashamed for accepting your famous knife."

"Why should you be ashamed?" Lu Jing pointed to the horse in the distance.

Under the kapok in the distance, a white horse is raising its head high and eating the kapok.

Looking carefully, even in the daytime, there is a faint jade-colored light on the white horse.

"This horse was given to me by Brother Fengmian. Although this Daoshan Ghost fell into my hands, it is actually his trophy. Among the many disciples of the Nanguo Palace, he only likes you.

Now that brother Fengmian has left Taixuanjing, I am your elder, so I will give you this knife on his behalf, you don't have to worry too much. "

"Although the mountain ghost is a third-grade primordial sword, the power of the sword will be greatly increased if the sword's will and supernatural powers fall into it. In addition, the monk of the primordial spirit can hold this sword and drive the mountain ghost. If it flows into the rivers and lakes, it will actually set off a bloody storm.

But other than that, it comes from the Mountain of Hundred Ghosts. I don't know what kind of material it is made of. The blade is light, but it can absorb blood and energy. The fifth-rank Snow Drinking Knife is more powerful. "

"And... this mountain ghost is a bit special. When you develop the martial arts spirit, you may be able to use the martial arts spirit to drive the mountain ghosts in it."

Lu Jing called himself Nan Xuehu's elder.

Nan Xuehu was obviously a few years older than Lu Jing, although he felt a little strange when he heard these words, he didn't refute.

The two sat and chatted, and Wei Jingzhe, who was dressed as a scholar, came to look for Lu Jing with a few volumes of classics in his hand.

He saw Lu Jing chatting with someone from a distance, so he waited from a distance until Lu Jing waved to him.

Wei Jingzhe came forward and saluted Lu Jing: "Sir."

Seeing Wei Jingzhe, Nan Xuehu also nodded towards him, feeling a little surprised.

He came to look for Lu Jing in the library, and had met Wei Jingzhe a few times.

But every time Nan Xuehu saw Wei Jingzhe, he could faintly feel that the Qi and blood on Wei Jingzhe's body had become stronger.

In just over two months, under the cover of Wei Jingzhe's resolute and square face, a mountain of energy and blood was faintly conceived in that body!

"This Wei Jingzhe is a strange person."

Nan Xuehu thought so.

Wei Jingzhe glanced sideways at Nan Xuehu, and Lu Jing casually nodded at him, signaling that it's okay.

Wei Jingzhe suddenly shook his spine, the little Zhuo Yaoluo climbed up his shoulders and fell into Nanxuehu's eyes.

"The Huai gang has entered Taixuanjing again, and the leader of the team is the second head of the Huaigang, who hastily fled from Taixuanjing after the Shantang incident.

It's just that he came here this time, as if he was planning something.

In the past, except for a very small part of the industries operated by the Huai Gang in Taixuanjing, most of them were silent and had not restarted. "

"I, Zhuo Yaoluo and that Jiaolong roamed the streets and alleys of Taixuan Jingzhong. I don't know if the second head of the Huai Gang has noticed the whereabouts of the three of us."

Lu Jing nodded, and said: "The Seventh Prince's lineage has a great enmity with me, he took action himself, manifested his supernatural powers, and wanted to kill me, but he was already prepared in his heart.

He knows... I can't stay in the Shenhuo Realm forever, and there are naturally some accounts between me and him that need to be carefully settled. "

Nan Xuehu heard cold sweat on his forehead, and felt that Lu Jing was so bold that he wanted to settle accounts with a powerful prince in broad daylight.

Lu Jing glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Although I am just a small Mr. Shulou, the Seventh Prince also has opponents in Taixuanjing, and he is not invincible."

"And... I have never had a good impression of the Huai Gang from the beginning to the end."

In the last sentence, Xu Baiyan's figure flashed in Lu Jing's mind. He seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be talking to Nan Xuehu and Wei Jingzhe.

Nan Xuehu avoided mentioning the Seventh Prince, but brought up Huai Gang again.

"I heard from Yuexiang that the Nanguo government's property covers the entire Dafu, and in many poor and weak places, it has also dealt with the Huai gang many times.

Especially in the past seven or eight years, the power of the Huai Gang has grown rapidly, and the three leaders were once famous and powerful in the world.

It was rumored that the head of the family was the prince of Dongnv Kingdom who had been destroyed by the king of Chong'an holding the heavenly halberd. Many years ago, he also came to Taixuanjing as a hostage just like the ancient prince of Qi in the Hengshan mansion. "

"It's just that at that time, the holy monarch was like the sun in the sky, and King Chong'an's energy and blood soared to the sky, and it could even turn into a big sun of energy and blood, shining high on the world.

At that time, King Chong'an's 80,000 cavalry tiger army was invincible. Even if the prince of Dongnv Kingdom entered Taixuanjing as a hostage, Dongnv Kingdom could not escape the end of extinction...

Later, because of King Chong'an's intercession, the prince was no longer under house arrest by the Dafu court, and he has since disappeared.

Several decades later, the locust tree leaves were sprinkled all over the world, and only then was it widely rumored that the head of the family was the former prince of the Dongnv Kingdom. "

Nan Xuehu spoke eloquently.

Wei Jingzhe on the side smiled and said: "The king of Chong'an is unpredictable. He commanded an army of 80,000 cavalry tigers to destroy Dongnvguo Guozuo. The prince begged for mercy."

Nan Xuehu also showed reverence in his eyes: "King Chong'an is a living legend to me and other warriors in the world.

It's just that now... the legends of the past also have a day when their energy and blood wither, and maybe the sky halberd that has been mixed with a big sun will also be dusted like this. "

"It is said that Yu Dongshen, the eldest son of Chong'an, is comparable to the Marquis of Zhongshan. Maybe he can inherit the Heavenly Halberd." Lu Jing said.

The three chatted for a long time, until a burst of green cooking smoke rose in the distance, then Lu Jing stood up, said goodbye to the two of them, and walked towards the distant cooking smoke.

At the place where the smoke was cooking, there was a bearded man, but a rare man in the robe of Mr. Guanqi, who skewered some meat with his green jade stick, lit a fire in the forest, and was grilling the meat.

Lu Jing walked to the bonfire, and Madman Chu took the green jade stick rather roughly, took a large piece of meat from it and handed it to Lu Jing.

Lu Jing took a sip, only to feel the fragrance overflowing, and his eloquence lingered.

"Senior, what kind of meat is this?"

"I passed by Xuanhua Garden today and saw a few deer running past, so I killed one and came back."

When Lu Jing heard this answer, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, looking at the senior who was focusing on the barbecue in front of him, he didn't know how to answer.

Xuanhua Garden is a royal garden, located just behind the Taixuan Palace, and the Zhutai River also flows through it.

Lu Jing had seen this senior in this forest several times, but he still didn't know his identity.

"Mr. Guanqi's clothes are too small, and I don't fit them well, making me uncomfortable.

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have dragged Lao Jiu to drink yesterday. "

"Every time Lao Jiu talks about that green hill and the knife in his hand every time he gets drunk, it makes my ears callous..."

When Chu Kuangren was speaking, he took another piece of meat from the green jade staff and swallowed it, his voice became vague.

"Senior, where has Mr. Guanqi been for the past two months?"

Lu Jing squatted next to Madman Chu, eating meat with Madman Chu, and told his reason for coming.

He came to look for the smoke, just to ask this senior who has a close relationship with Mr. Guanqi, where Mr. Guanqi has been in the past two months.

Madman Chu didn't answer, then looked up at the sky and said, "Don't worry, he'll be back soon."

Lu Jing was a little puzzled. It is said that Mr. Guanqi has rarely left the library these years, except to visit friends in Xuandu.

But this time, Mr. Guanqi has been away for more than two months. In the past, if Lu Jing wanted to see Mr. Guanqi, he could go to the library to see him at any time, but now there was no one on the fifth floor of the Cultivation Tower, which made Lu Jing a little Not used to it.

Hearing the words of the mysterious senior in front of him again, he felt relieved.

"Do you know Mr. Guanqi thinks highly of you?" Kuangren Chu asked abruptly.

Lu Jing nodded without thinking too much.

Chu Kuangren didn't turn his head, and continued: "He never took you as a disciple, but in fact, he led you into Taoism, and there are places where you have never seen him before."

"Over the years, Mr. Guanqi has been sitting in the library, seemingly unchanged from before. In fact, there are not many things and people that he can focus on.

It is actually a good thing for Mr. Guanqi that you entered the library. "

"It's just... until you can go to the sky alone one day, don't forget Mr. Guanqi."

"Mr. Guanqi has always been unwilling to force you, and he is unwilling to force his ideas on you, but I am his friend, and I still want to advise you. If you have time in the future, if you have spare energy, you should Do what a chess watcher would do."

"What Mr. Guanqi will do..." Lu Jing was thoughtful, and suddenly noticed that the tone of the senior in front of him seemed a little depressed.

But before he had time to think about it, Madman Chu looked up at the sky again, and said with a smile: "In two or three cups of tea time, he will leave the palace, if you want to see him, you can wait for him outside Taixuan Palace. "

When Chu Kuangren said this, he shook his head again, and said in a firm tone, "Go and wait for him."

...

Since two months ago, another guest came to Taixuan Palace.

Over the years, this special guest is actually a regular visitor in Taixuan Palace.

From time to time, they would come to the Taixian Palace to play a few games with Mr. Shoufu.

Only this time, this pale and stiff-faced young man came to Taixuan Palace and stayed for two full months.

It is still Taixiandian.

Jiang Baishi was wearing a white court dress with a strange beast embroidered on it.

The name of the strange beast is Taotie, and it has not been born for a long time. Many practitioners even suspect that this Taotie is a fairy beast in the sky, and it never came to the mortal world from the beginning to the end.

Jiang Baishi's face revealed exhaustion, his eyes were bloodshot, and even his breathing was very disordered and intermittent.

There was a chessboard in front of him and the pale boy.

On the chessboard, black and white intertwine, the stars are faintly visible, and the giant dragons are fighting, which also vaguely contains the mysteries of heaven and earth, and the years are long.

Under the mysteries of the universe and the long years, Jiang Baishi made a road of no return, but the pale young man erected a city gate, firmly locking the dragon on the road of no return.

When Chengguan confronted Dalong, they reached a stalemate.

This game of chess has been played for two months...

Jiang Baishi is old and has never practiced. If he hadn't had the panacea in the palace, he would never have been able to sleep for two months.

"Baishi Shoufu's chess is intentional and sophisticated."

"This round... let's make it."

The boy with a stiff expression stood up, the blue mark between his brows was still looming, and there was a rare smile on his face.

"I'm delighted by Shiraishi's first assistant, who has fallen into the mortal world this time. I hope that I can still play against the first assistant when I come here next time."

The boy's voice echoed in Taixian Hall, but his figure had already disappeared.

Jiang Baishi closed his eyes deeply, then stood up and walked out of Taixian Hall tremblingly.

He stood in front of the Taixian Hall, the sunlight from the sky shone on his face, which made him a little more angry.

At this time, Mr. Guanqi walked out from the inner hall of Taixian Hall and stood beside Jiang Baishi.

"Sir, have you ever seen this chess game clearly?"

Mr. Guanqi looked as usual, his long sleeves drooped, and he took a careful look at Jiang Shoufu: "Shoufu wants to reach the sky in one step, so as to draw out the overall situation?"

Jiang Shoufu looked at Mr. Guanqi in amazement, and asked again: "Sir, I laid down the road of no return, but I don't know if Immortal Que saw clearly the game of ascending to the sky in one step in the road of no return that day?"

Mr. Guanqi lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "Perhaps Immortal Tianque saw it, but he only thought it was Lord Shoufu's ambition.

Mr. Shoufu has no cultivation body, nor can he sense the primordial spirit. In the eyes of Tianque Immortal, there is nothing wrong with wanting to ascend to the sky with immortal aura. "

When Jiang Shoufu heard Mr. Guanqi's words, he turned around solemnly. The current Shoufu, who was under one man and above ten thousand people, dragged his old body to salute Mr. Guanqi.

"Please watch the chess, Mr. Lao."

Mr. Guanqi shook his head slightly.

The two walked side by side towards the outside of the palace.

The two walked for a long time, but saw a court official coming in the distance.

Among them were the powerful court officials, some generals with military exploits, and some young heroes who were hurrying towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Mr. Guanqi came with Jiang Shoufu, and immediately fell into the eyes of many people.

"It's Lord Chief Assistant."

"Huh? The one who is with Mr. Shoufu is Bai Guanqi from the library?"

"It was Bai Guanqi, when did he enter the palace?"

"This way saves time and effort. I will take him to meet the Holy Monarch. He is Mr. Shulou, but he doesn't abide by the rules of the library. I don't know if this Bai Guanqi puts the prince's blood in his eyes!"

There was a smile in Jiang Shoufu's eyes. He turned his head and said to Mr. Guanqi: "You and I have been in the Taixian Palace for two months. I think these people have handed over a lot during these two months. The Holy King blames you."

"They didn't dare to use other means due to your status as a husband and the reputation of the library. Today is a coincidence. These people came together in groups and wanted to have a copy of you with the Holy King, and they happened to bump into you again."

Mr. Guanqi didn't change his face: "It's a bit of a coincidence."

Hearing Mr. Guanqi's tone, the aging Jiang Baishi thought of something, and the smile on his face gradually faded away.

Mr. Guanqi's tone today, he had heard it a long time ago.

That time, Mr. Guanqi walked out of Taixuanjing and smashed the Yellow Crane Tower, which was famous all over the world.

Thinking about it now, it has been too long since that incident.

Many people in Xuandu have forgotten the prestige of Mr. Guanqi.