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

Facing the evening sunlight, the white-haired old man stepped down from the wall of Taixuan Palace.

The palace walls stand tall, but in the eyes of the white-haired old man, they seem to be flat ground.

I don't know how many pairs of eyes were watching every corner of Taixuan Palace, but none of them fell on the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man walked down the high wall and landed on the blue bricks of the palace.

The moment he landed on the ground, the white hair on his head turned black in an instant, his old face suddenly burst into heroic vigor, and even his eyes showed a lot of sharpness.

The originally short body has become tall and mighty, with a golden hat and mink fur, making him look majestic and arrogant.

Lu Jing faced the sunset, but stood not far from Taixuan Palace.

He lowered his head, and the Nine Gods Holding Mysterious Technique was running in his body. Since his fate of a martial genius had been upgraded to an immortal physique, the Nine Gods Holding Mysterious Technique that originally required concentration and mobilization of the whole body's energy and blood to practice began to work. It's getting easier.

The yang qi and blood in his body flowed into his whole body, and cooperated with the nine gods to hold the mysterious method, so that his flesh, fascia, bones, viscera, internal organs, legs, arms, and head were all covered by yang qi and blood, Getting stronger all the time.

Ascending immortal physique has greatly improved Lu Jing's martial arts talent.

A ray of congenital blood has already been born in the depths of Lu Jing's sun, and soon, Lu Jing will be able to cultivate the first congenital blood.

"Innate martial arts, supplemented by the spirit of Chunlei, is enough to make my Chunlei Saber Intent power to a higher level."

Lu Jing thought in his heart, and his eyes fell on the wind exhaling knife on his waist again.

There was a faint breeze on the exhaling knife, and Lu Jing's hand fell on the black handle, and the breeze suddenly changed a little.

"Once I step into Xiantian, the sword-drawing technique taught to me by Mr. Jiu plus the Spring Thunder Saber Intent... Even if it comes close to a martial arts expert with the peak of Xiantian, I will not be afraid of it."

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"Sword Intent Chunlei only has its shape, but not its spirit, there is still room for improvement."

Just as Lu Jing was running the Nine Gods Holding Mysterious Technique, a thunderous voice fell into Lu Jing's ears.

The qi and blood flowing from the floating sun in Lu Jing's body suddenly surged, his eyes were slightly alert, and he looked sideways.

At some point, there was a man in brocade clothes beside him.

The man's brocade clothes were illuminated by the sunset, and a beast's head appeared faintly. At a glance, it looked like a tiger.

At this time, the man had his hands behind his back, and his eyes were still on the wind exhaling knife on Lu Jing's waist.

"The meaning of Chunlei's knife is just like its name, and the knife is like a spring thunder. It's just... that Chunlei is the authority of heaven and earth. It is easy to get its shape, but it is not easy to get its essence."

The man in brocade clothes spoke calmly, and the light of the sun in Lu Jing's body suddenly dimmed, as if he had been suppressed by some terrible force.

Even Lu Jing's primordial spirit, who was about to fully recover, opened his eyes and looked at the man, but he felt that the man in front of him was like an ancient beast, with rumbling energy and blood mixed with some kind of terrifying martial arts spirit, like a beacon fire Straight into the sky.

The clouds and mist in the sky above his head were all blown away by this invisible beacon of energy and blood.

"This person... is an unrivaled powerhouse."

Lu Jing raised his brows slightly, and was about to speak when the man in brocade turned his head, with more interest in his eyes.

"The speed at which you grow reminds me of a person."

"He used to practice in my temple, and later became the leader of martial arts in the world today."

In today's world, there is only one person who holds the title of leader among martial arts cultivators, and that is King Chong'an who swept the seven kingdoms and turned his blood into a day.

This mysterious man in front of me... has taught King Chong'an?

Lu Jing was a little lost in thought. Since the appearance of this mysterious man, he hadn't said a word yet. The man's eyes fell on him, and the coercion that emerged made him a little breathless.

The golden light floating on the Yuanshen was also illuminated by the man's faintly revealing energy and blood, and it was completely dimmed.

"Your primordial spirit is more talented, and your martial arts talent is also considered extraordinary. There are countless warriors in the world who are extremely talented, but there are not many primordial spirits and martial arts practitioners who still have such a speed of advancement."

"You can... come under my door."

The man in brocade in front of him had his hands behind his back, his tall and majestic body almost turned into a shadow covering the sky and covering Lu Jing.

"Come into my sect, and I will teach you the Great Mysterious Kungfu, and pass on the martial art of moving your body to mountains, so that your energy and blood will be like a beacon, like a thousand troops attacking a city, and you will hopefully reach the pinnacle of martial arts."

"I have three disciples in my life, all of whom are first-class heroes in the world! You will naturally be protected by them when you join my sect."

"Being under my door, no one in Taixuanjing dares to make things difficult for you. From now on, even if you want to build a mansion on Qingyun Street, and sit on an equal footing with that Yuxuan Tower, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it."

"Come, worship me as your teacher, and I will give you a great fortune!"

The voice of the man in brocade clothes was like Hong Zhong Dalu, and the air current surging over the entire Taixuan Jing became turbulent in an instant because of the voice of the man in brocade clothes.

Those who practice martial arts are different from Yuanshen monks. Yuanshen monks can control thunder and fire, and can arouse weather and weather.

But martial arts monks cultivate themselves, and even when they are tyrannical, their blood can escape from their body, but it is extremely difficult to influence a city...!

From this we can see how tyrannical this brocade-clothed man is.

At this moment, he tilted his head slightly, and looked at Lu Jing with his hands behind his back.

There was energy and blood floating in his eyes, and there were strands of thunder in that energy and blood!

"Glory... this person as a teacher?"

Because of the appearance of this man, the weather in the sky has undergone a huge change.

The surging undercurrent brought clouds and mist, covering the sky.

The evening glow has been covered, it is clearly in the evening, but it is already like night.

But in Lu Jing's eyes, the figure of the brocade-clothed man in front of him was like a scorching sun.

"Martial arts cultivation base, can you reach this level?"

Lu Jing couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He knows that there are countless strong people in the world, that there are stars and gods above the realm, and there are pure yang celestial beings, celestial beings and immortals!

But the terrifying man in front of him still made Lu Jing find it difficult to understand.

"But... the first time we met, I didn't have time to say a word, so you let me worship him as a teacher?"

Lu Jing was wondering.

The style of seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck flashed wisps of light.

[Heng! Ninth Three: Not persevering in virtue, or bearing shame, chaste and stingy. 】

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One after another information flooded into Lu Jing's mind, and Lu Jing raised his eyebrows slightly.

He was enduring the tremendous coercion from the brocade-clothed man, but he still looked up at this man.

This person's heroic aura is bursting out, which makes people feel awed spontaneously. At the same time, an indescribable noble aura emerges from him, which can be described as overwhelming.

However, the hexagram of seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck made Lu Jing silent.

"Accepting this person is a sign of evil, but not agreeing to this person is a sign of great evil."

"The coercion on this person must be due to his noble status. He has been cultivated in a high position for a long time. If you don't promise him, you will bring disasters. If you promise him, you will have various benefits. It seems to be auspicious, but it can lead to good luck and avoid bad luck. , but said that there will be a catastrophe, and when the disaster is balanced with the income, it will become an ominous phenomenon."

"This person...has a plot against me?"

The fate of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil shines, and the great sage Yantian, the king of Ming Dynasty, gradually appears behind Lu Jing's primordial spirit. When the righteousness is triggered like a rainbow, the fate of Lu Jing begins to gradually disintegrate, making Lu Jing's mind clearer.

He is silent.

And the mysterious man in brocade clothes in front of him was still staring at him.

When this person stared at Lu Jing, Lu Jing only felt that his soul and martial arts had been seen through by this person, and even the Wind Hurting Knife and Rain Calling Sword on his waist were trembling constantly.

The treasure left by the immortal would be in awe of this person.

After more than ten breaths passed, Lu Jing remained silent from the beginning to the end.

There was a slight smile on the corner of the mysterious man's mouth, and he turned his head and asked, "You don't want to?"

If you agree, it will be a disaster, if you don't agree, it will be a big disaster.

But Lu Jing didn't think much about it. He raised his eyes and looked at the Taixuan Palace behind him, and suddenly asked, "Senior, probably came from the Taixuan Palace?"

"How do you know?" the mysterious man asked with a smile.

Lu Jing said calmly: "I feel quite familiar with the aura of the senior, and it has some similarities with the prince, the seventh prince, and even the sage."

The man in brocade clothes didn't answer, but just kept watching Lu Jing, as if he was waiting for Lu Jing's answer.

Lu Jing took a deep breath, and looked sideways at the gate of Taixuan Palace in the distance.

From the palace gate, a gentleman in a gray long coat is slowly walking, it is Mr. Guanqi.

Mr. Guanqi didn't walk in a hurry, and was as gentle as ever.

"Senior, Lu Jing is the master of the library." Lu Jing said.

"What about Mr. Shulou? You have never been a teacher, but it is suitable to join my school. If you want to worship me as a teacher, Mr. Guanqi, Mr. Jiu, and even Mr. Big and Mr. Er who are far away in Northern Qin will not stop you." .”

"Although you are the master of the study building, you have benefited from the study building, but the study building is a study building after all. It can't really help you."

"But I'm different! You worship me as your teacher, don't talk about glory and wealth, even if it's a star stone in the sky, I can pick one for you to help you improve your cultivation."

The man in brocade clothes was persuasive, and the shadow of the tiger and beast on his brocade clothes became more and more obvious.

Lu Jing Daming Wang Yantian Great Sage shines a golden light, which lands on Lu Jingyuan's spiritual sense.

Lu Jing's thoughts were always clear, still looking at Mr. Guanqi in the distance, he shook his head and said, "Although I have never been a teacher, several gentlemen in the library have taught me. I know they also have some expectations for me. Lu Jing has been studying for a long time. Except for Legalism, none of the schools in the world have ever denied the word benevolence and righteousness, and Lu Jing has a lot of distracting thoughts... But he has never forgotten Mr. Shulou and my master-disciple relationship."

Promise that this person is just an evil elephant, maybe you can really get a lot of help.

Not agreeing to this person is a great crime.

But Lu Jing watched Mr. Guanqi approaching slowly, and he didn't have the slightest intention of agreeing to this person...

The mysterious man shook his head slightly, and looked at Mr. Guanqi like Lu Jing: "You admire Mr. Guanqi, but do you know that Mr. Guanqi will not live long?"

Life is not long?

Lu Jing's shoulder moved slightly.

"Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Si once moved the water from Yingwu Island and turned it into a heavy rain, which delayed the disaster of the middle of the river by six years.

It's just that the authority of this world is not in the hands of ordinary people. When Mr. Guanqi uses manpower to change the world, it is a great crime.

If Mr. Si hadn't shouldered many causes and effects, Mr. Guanqi would have died long ago. Now he is just dying, and he will die within three to five years at most.

At that time, the Dafu Bookstore will also fall apart, Lu Jing, you are just the gentleman of the bookstore, why did you confine yourself to the study building? "

The man in brocade clothes clarified Mr. Guanqi's death with one word.

Lu Jing's eyes were worried, but he just saluted the person in front of him.

Seeing that Lu Jing refused to enter, the man in front of him frowned slightly. He glanced at Lu Jing and walked towards the palace gate with his hands behind his back.

After walking dozens of steps, he rubbed shoulders with Mr. Guanqi, stopped again, looked at Mr. Guanqi and said: "You are dying, there are many things that should not be bothered with you, but...you do it in the palace, even if Even the Holy King will be angry."

"I once told Shengjun that when Shengjun swallows the world with anger, he will always give the world's weak people a way out." Mr. Guanqi did not stop, and continued to walk towards Lu Jing: "As you said, I When he was about to die, he had less worries in his heart.

You...do you want to embarrass me too? "

The man in brocade clothes lowered his eyes, and said: "You broke the rules first, Lu Jing is just the gentleman of the library, it's not appropriate for you to plot against the Seventh Prince for Lu Jing."

Mr. Guanqi didn't turn his head back: "Lu Jing is the candidate for the sword in the library in my heart, since he grasped the magic technique and the two white deer swords, there is no such thing as a candidate.

Since then, he has been the core figure in my library, the one who will go up to the fourth floor, not just a teacher who preaches and teaches. "

"Mr. Jianjian in the library?" The smile on the man's face gradually faded: "Can he hold it?"

"I only treat him as Mr. Sword Holder. If he doesn't want to carry it, I won't force him, but as long as he doesn't explicitly refuse, I will protect him before he dies.

Zheng Yuan from the Ministry of Punishment, the deputy general of the Silver Robe Army, what kind of pickpockets do you dare to ask me? "

Mr. Guanqi has been gentle and kind to others for more than ten years, but now, he suddenly becomes a little different.

But in the eyes of the man in brocade clothes, the man in front of him with a little domineering words is the real chess watcher.

He is the most romantic in Dafu.

How can the most romantic person have no temper?

It's just the past experience, the death of Mr. Four, and the burden of the library on Mr. Guanqi, which made Mr. Guanqi restrain himself a lot.

But now, because of Lu Jing, Mr. Guanqi picked up the past again.

So the brocade-clothed man thought for a while, and continued to walk into the palace.

The moment he stepped into the palace, the heroic spirit on his body dissipated, his towering body became short, and his long black hair turned into snow white.

He changed from a heroic man to a gray-haired old man.

Mr. Guanqi was walking side by side with Lu Jing.

The clouds and mists dispersed, and the stars in the sky gradually revealed their traces.

"You are too young. In fact, a few months ago, I wanted you to bypass the books and see the real world, but I was afraid that you would see it clearly and be disappointed in this world."

Perhaps it was because of watching chess for two months, Mr. Qi watching's aura was a little disordered, and even the sound transmission of his spiritual consciousness was intermittent.

"In the end, I didn't dare to let you out of Taixuanjing a few months ago, because there are still people in Taixuanjing who are watching the world and watching you. Without his consent, you can't get out of Taixuanjing. Not farther away.

It's just... now there is a turning point. "

Lu Jing listened quietly to Mr. Guanqi's words. When he heard the word "transition", a light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Mr. Guanqi said: "Shoufu's plan has come to fruition, Hezhong Road has become a place where wind and clouds gather, you can't go far, but you can go to Hezhong Road to have a look.

There, the heroes will gather soon!

Chong'an Three Prefectures, Sea Demon Kingdom, Hundred Ghosts Mountain, Qi State, Donghe, Yueshi, Nanzhao, Evil Daozong, Pingping Township, Landa Temple, Daleiyin Temple...there will all be strong people coming. "

"You can go and meet them, and more importantly, go and see the human world in Mr. Si's heart."

"Lu Jing, are you willing to become the sword holder of the library?"