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

In a small courtyard in the imperial capital of the state of Qi.

Nan Fengmian was sleeping soundly on the bed, not far away, through a curtain of light gauze, the moon was looking down at Nan Fengmian.

The sound of Nanfengmian's breathing fell into her ears, which made Yuelun feel at ease.

Ever since she entered the capital of Qi State, Yuelun always thinks of the tragedy at home, and the bones piled up like water under the moonlight.

Ever since seeing that tragic scene, Yue Luan could no longer stay alone in the room, and those horrifying scenes always appeared in her mind.

Therefore, in Nan Fengmian's not-so-spacious room, there was an extra curtain of white gauze. The white gauze separated Nan Fengmian from the moon, but it couldn't cover up Nan Fengmian's heavy breathing.

The man not far away was sleeping in a rough posture, holding the Xinggu real person tightly in his arms.

Yue Luan knew that Nan Fengmian and Nan Fengmian had long been used to sleeping with a knife in their arms when they were in Beiqin, and knew that in a dangerous situation, they would always be more at ease if they were in their arms.

If she had never met Nan Fengmian, what would her life be like?

These days, besides doing laundry and cooking for Nanfengmian, Yuelun occasionally has various thoughts.

If she had never met Nan Fengmian, maybe she would have become a canary in a big mansion in Taixuanjing. If she met a kind adult, she might have survived. , was played to death, and then thrown into the dry well in the mansion.

But no matter what, Yue Lun was even more fortunate that the inexplicable gust of wind had blown her to Nan Fengmian's side, and the two of them had been able to stay together for more than half a year so far.

"If I can stay with you for a lifetime, I have nothing to fear."

Moon Lun thought so.

Even though Nan Fengmian was sleeping in the room, only a white curtain separated her from her, but at this moment, Yue Luan suddenly missed the person who always took her along.

This night the bright moon hung high in the night sky, it was already cold winter, and the moon wheel also felt cold, until she slowly lifted the white gauze and took a look at Nan Fengmian.

Nan Fengmian was sleeping peacefully, this night, he seemed to sleep very peacefully.

In the past, every time Yuelun peeked at him, Nan Fengmian would notice him, and then turned sideways.

Only tonight, Nan Fengmian had a smile on his face and seemed to be accompanied by a few gusts of breeze, causing the broken hair on his forehead to sway slowly.

Yuelun looked at Nan Fengmian at this time, feeling quite surprised, and then this surprise turned into boredom.

"Perhaps he dreamed of an old friend in Taixuanjing. It must be a virtuous and generous lady with a beautiful face who can make him so happy."

The moon is thinking wildly.

And Nan Fengmian was indeed dreaming, he dreamed of a vast palace, the palace was empty, only a statue.

The statue looked majestic with angry eyes, holding a straight knife in its hand, a few long beards hanging down on its chest, and the high crown on its head seemed to be inlaid with stars.

Nan Fengmian felt that this statue was quite familiar, just like the statue that the white-haired and childlike mountain owner made out of mud when he was practicing with others on Zhenwu Mountain in his early years.

He was looking at the statue, and the statue was looking at him.

Indistinctly, the sword soul bred by Nan Fengmian was ringing softly, echoing the straight sword in the arms of the statue.

He dreamed of a statue, in a real martial arts building in the sky, a master of the fairy building who was also equipped with a knife suddenly stood up from his throne, he hurriedly climbed to the highest floor of the fairy building, and looked up at the sky.

There is also a sky in the sky.

In the dome of the sky, an emperor star was faintly revealed.

"True Martial Emperor Star..." The landlord raised his eyes to the sky, then lowered his head to the world.

"How can a mortal be able to sense such an emperor star with blood?"

Naturally, Nan Fengmian didn't know that there were immortals searching for him in the sky.

He had many dreams especially tonight. He first dreamed of the statue he seemed to have seen a long time ago, and then dreamed of two stars shining high in the void.

In the middle of the two stars, Lu Jing was very drunk and was waving at him.

In the dream, Nan Fengmian was especially happy to see Lu Jing. He sat and drank with Lu Jing as before, talked loudly, and made a promise to Lu Jing...

"In life, one must do something that will be remembered by the world.

I am not a bad person, since I want to do something, I have to do something good. "

"Lu Jing, elder brother made an agreement with you that I will go make a fuss in the imperial capital and kill that evil king.

And you learn swords hard in Taixuanjing, study the knowledge, and then inspire the power of the wind-calling knife and rain-calling sword. "

"If you can call the wind and call the rain and come to Qi to find me again, wouldn't it be wonderful for me and my brothers to travel the world and act chivalrously?"

Nan Fengmian in his dream drank more and more happily, seeing his old friend made him smile again.

Looking at Nan Fengmian at this moment, Yuelun gritted her teeth even more.

"He must be dreaming of someone he likes."

...

Yuxuanlou sat on a chariot, and the two famous horses pulling the chariot both had wings and were about two feet long. They had a pitch-black body and a white mark on their foreheads.

Beside him, there were actually thousands of soldiers, and several strong men with swords and black helmets followed closely on both sides of the chariot.

At this moment, Yu Xuanlou's face was gloomy, holding a book without a dictionary in his hand, and he didn't know what he was reading.

Chu Yeshan was riding on one of the horses, and was moving forward safely.

But Yuxuanlou suddenly said, "Send Yuan Qishou an order not to go to Lingao Mountain again."

Chu Yeshan was taken aback, then turned to look at Lutan.

The suspended deer pond is still surrounded by fairy mist, and no way out has ever been opened.

This also means that the person living in Yinlutan is not dead.

Yuxuanlou didn't say a word.

On the other chariot, Chu Guogong's face was scarred like a dragon, which made his usual face more majestic.

"Your Highness, it is time to make a decision."

"Lu Jing is like a cat with nine lives, I don't know how many people want to kill him, but he never dies.

Not only is he immortal, but his talent is getting stronger and stronger, and his cultivation level is also becoming more terrifying.

Now he attracted Lutan Bailu, many geniuses wanted to kill him, but he killed him all over the place.

Reflecting the two primeval stars and cultivating into a sword spirit, if he is allowed to grow, it may become a catastrophe. "

Yu Xuanlou closed his eyes, covering the pair of pupils, and seemed quite calm.

But then, Yu Xuanlou suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look at Chu Guogong.

"Duke, I never let Lu Jing grow up."

"When he was still weak, every time I killed him, I tried my best, within the limits allowed by many rules, to use extremely strong force, trying to kill him when he was still young.

It's just... This land scene is beyond my expectation. I never thought that the bastard who walked out of a ruined general's mansion could climb all the way up, and could reflect Yuanxing, and even Gouchen and Kunpeng one after another... Even, it can make me, who has been cultivating my body and mind for nine years, even more bored! "

"You let me choose, how should I choose?"

Chu Guogong stood up, got off the chariot, looked at the direction of Lin Gaoshan from a distance, and said: "Your Highness, the reason why Lu Jing is in trouble is that we were mistaken and thought that we could easily control Lu Jing.

Now Lu Jing is becoming more and more tyrannical, and has the potential to overwhelm the young people in the world.

Such a son, can no longer be sent to others, let him use it to raise the sword soul.

If you want to kill him, His Highness, I, and Shao Zhuguo will take action together, press him to death in the middle of the river, and completely kill him. "

Yuxuanlou closed the non-dictionary book in his hand, he also stood up and looked towards Lingao Mountain.

I vaguely guessed that blood flowed like a river on Lingao Mountain.

Originally, Yu Xuanlou, who could see the sky with double pupils and was extremely confident, suddenly hesitated at this moment.

"Since it's a choice, there should be other choices?" Yu Xuanlou asked.

Chu Guogong looked at the seventh prince in front of him, and there was a little more appreciation in his eyes: "One should have the ambition to move forward, but one has to weigh the pros and cons.

For example... the middle of the river is the stage for all the heroes in the world. I don't know how many powerful people have disappeared in the middle of the river.

For example, the Dragon King of West Cloud made a move, but disappeared without a trace, and has never returned to the Dragon Palace of West Cloud. Maybe Mr. Guanqi in the bookstore had already planted a big dragon behind Lu Jing, waiting for someone to enter the game. "

"If you and I fight together, if you can't kill Lu Jing, you will lose the chance to win Lutan.

Besides...you are the Seventh Prince of the current dynasty. Although you have opened the mansion not long ago, you are the most important Highness of the Holy King. If you don't kill him, can he still come to kill you? "

"Just like what Shaozhuguo said, people like Lu Jing will always make mistakes, so let's ignore him first, and wait for him to make mistakes, or... If His Highness can share the crown prince's power, he will have a chance to kill him in the future."

When Chu Guogong said this, he suddenly sighed: "It's a pity that His Royal Highness is different from Lu Jingdao, otherwise... it would be best if we can get rid of fighting."

"Turn it off?" Chu Yeshan sighed when he heard the two talking.

Lu Jing is obviously a master who is not afraid of death. Whether it is his sword practice or his way of doing things, if he sums it up in two words, it is "violent".

Lu Jing didn't change his mind.

His Highness wanted to implement the rule of legalism in the world of Dafu, and also turn the people of Dafu into nourishment for Dafu. Under such a background... how can the two of them resolve the embarrassment?

The battle of ideas is bigger than the world, and it is born to be life and death.

"So...the one who attracted the white deer was Lu Jing?"

"Many strong men went to Lingao Mountain to kill Lu Jing, but was killed by Lu Jing alone?"

Thinking of this, Chu Yeshan's tall and strong body couldn't help trembling.

"It's really... fierce."

Chu Yeshan was thinking in this way.

Yuxuanlou on the side has not yet responded to Chu Guogong's suggestion.

At this moment, a stream of light suddenly flashed across the sky and fell towards the chariot.

Chu Yeshan raised his hand, and the stream of light fell on Chu Yeshan's hand. When the light disappeared, it turned out to be a white dove carrying a message.

There was still a divine thought circulating on the white dove's feet.

Yuxuanlou was thinking.

Chu Guogong raised his hand, and a burst of blood gushed out, rolling up the spiritual thought.

Suddenly, Chu Guogong's complexion changed slightly, and the scars on his face became more ferocious.

The Seventh Prince opened his eyes and looked at Chu Guogong.

Chu Guogong was silent for two or three breaths, and said: "I don't know what magical power Lu Jing used to enter the Sea of ​​Western Clouds, and beheaded the Dragon Girl of the Western Cloud Dragon Palace and six hundred real dragons, thousands of dragons."

"The Dragon Palace can also collapse, and the coral tree in the Dragon Palace, which was regarded as a treasure by the Xiyun Dragon King, was also felled by Lu Jing."

"The head of the family and Master Shen, together with the rest of the powerhouses including the Hedong family, originally wanted to question Lu Jing.

But he was blocked by Mr. Shulou Jiu, Mr. Eleven, and Guan Changsheng, the Donghe Sword Sage. "

The Seventh Prince's pupils froze.

Chu Yeshan on the side gritted his teeth.

"What the hell is this... a peerless fierce man?"

...

On the Rain Calling Sword that Lu Jing was flying in the air, there was an extra sharp sword intent.

That sword intent seemed to be able to combine with Fu Guang Jian Qi, Da Ri Dong Jun, Jian Qi Qi Bishan and many other supernatural powers, and then made Lu Jing's sword intent even more powerful.

"Young Sword Armor's Fate, since I cultivated the Sword Soul, I can truly display its power."

Juvenile sword armor, among the teenagers in the world today, Lu Jing is the best swordsman.

Fate is triggered, practice and study the swordsmanship of the world, and the essence of the swordsmanship falls into the eye, and one can know the eight or nines, and the movement of the swordsmanship has not greatly increased.

If it can be transported out of the sword soul, the power will be even stronger, and it will go straight to the clouds.

With a fearless heart, Lu Jing summoned the Yujian into the Sea of ​​Western Clouds alone, and destroyed the Dragon Palace of the Western Clouds.

Not only does it reflect the Kunpeng primordial star under the top talent of Dengxian's physique, but it also allows the already sprouted sword spirit to blossom and bear fruit.

This is how to cultivate a fearless sword spirit with a fearless heart.

At this time, Lu Jing was strolling leisurely in the courtyard. Under his immortal physique, the wind and rain meridian was running more and more smoothly, and the vitality around him turned into wind and rain, and fell directly on his primordial spirit.

There were two primordial stars shining again, and the vitality spurted out of Lu Jing seemed to be endless.

Lu Jing's speed was extremely fast, as if wings had sprouted from behind him, and he was tens of miles away in an instant.

He was no longer on Lingao Mountain, and the corpses spread out all the way, and the sword qi erected sword peaks. Each sword peak had hundreds of changes. Let more people flee for their lives.

"Why is this so?"

Mangyi Diaosi, whose arm had been cut off, was already seriously injured. He was a strong man in the fifth level of the seventh realm, even in the Qi Dynasty, he was also a well-known strong man.

He came to Hezhong Road originally for the opportunity of Lutan, but he never thought that there would be someone chasing him with a sword today behind him.

Lu Jing came all the way, and cut off a strong man from the Western Regions with a sword light at random, and saw him lightly pointing his finger again.

A burst of divine thought gushed out and turned into a Dharma body of Brahma Bodhisattva. The vitality lingered on the Dharma body, and the thunder resounded. There was a ray of sword light in the thunder, and the sword light pierced straight, cutting off the vitality around Tong Xiuyan.

Tong Xiuyan had no choice but to fall to the ground with the remaining vitality.

"Lu Jing, I am Diao Si in front of Qi Yuan's throne, how many of you..."

A flash of sword light flashed, Tong Xiuyan's head was thrown flying, with a soft face and murderous intent in his eyes.

"idiot."

In the distance, Qi Hanzhang was terrified, sitting on a black white crane, flying madly into the distance...

"This Lu Jing is in Taixuanjing, even the ancient crown prince dared to beat him to death, you eunuch is about to die, and you will say anything..."

"Lu Jing is really the master of Dafushulou? He is clearly a murderer without blinking an eye."

Qi Hanzhang was worried and just wanted to escape from here.

Fortunately, under the scattered birds and beasts, there are too many strong people who escaped from Lingao Mountain.

The Marquis Tian Nan of the Great Ye Kingdom had already been killed by Lu Jing, and dozens of Tianjiao also died on Lingao Mountain. Seeing that Lu Jing was like a demon, the rest of them did not dare to approach, and fled Lingao Mountain one after another.

And Lu Jing... seemed to be chasing him leisurely.

He killed Tong Xiuyan.

With a flash of light, the Rain Calling Sword came to his feet.

Kunpeng's starlight turned into invisible wings behind him, making him extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, they came under a large black flag.

"Lu Jing, I, Qingshan Toutuo, from Pingping Township, has an old relationship with you. My family's Great General Butian and my family's Great Heavenly King both want to recruit you into Pingping Township and make you the East King!"

"East King of Pingping Township, commanding a 100,000 mending army, this king just wants to..."

"East King?" Lu Jing frowned, sword energy swayed, a bloody flower bloomed, the banner fell down, was captured by Lu Jing's vitality, and fell into Lu Jing's hands.

"Second Grade Treasure..."

Lu Jing nodded in satisfaction, and glanced at the corpse of King Mingguang: "Is this why this person attacked me?"

"After staying in Pingping Township for a long time, do you think that the so-called East King is rare in the world?"

"If there are all these heavenly kings in Pingping Township, the so-called ten thousand years of slavery will be ashes, it is probably just empty talk."

Lu Jing shook his head, then turned to look in another direction.

There, Qi Guojixia Jiange Kaiyang Sword Seat was sitting cross-legged, watching him.

Lu Jing came to Kaiyang Sword Seat, thought for a while, and said, "I wrote the Inscription on Slaying the Dragon, and Sword Seat accepted the Inscription to bury Dragon City. No matter what thoughts I have, it is due to me."

"I can... forgive you."

After Lu Jing finished speaking, he wanted to turn around and leave.

Kaiyang Sword Seat suddenly stood up, tightly gripping the Kaiyang Sword in his hand.

Lu Jing was a little surprised, and turned his head to look at the young Jixia Jiange Sword Seat.

Kaiyang Sword Seat was silent for a few breaths, and then said: "The ancestor of the Qi family once saved my life, and he was kind to me.

I was also recommended by the Qi family before I could enter Jixia Jiange. "

Lu Jing raised his eyebrows: "You want to exchange your own life for that Qi Hanzhang's?"

Kaiyang Sword Seat raised the Kaiyang sword in his hand.

Lu Jing nodded slowly, he was about to make a move.

But Kaiyang Sword Seat squinted his eyes and glanced at the Rain Calling Sword in Lu Jing's hand.

"Two primary stars... are rare in the world."

"Today's battle against the mountain, you are famous all over the world, even the overseas demon country knows your name."

"It's okay to die under your light-supporting sword energy.

It's just... but I don't know the name of your sword soul? "

Lu Jing didn't hesitate, and replied calmly: "The sword soul is called Fearless."

"Fearless?"

A light flashed in Kaiyang Jianzuo's eyes.

"The sword spirit raised at the age of just over ten years old is harder and more mysterious than my family's Great Sword Seat. The sword spirit can help you kill dozens of strong men, and this sword spirit will be like you in the future. Yang the world."

"It's just that you cultivated the light-supporting sword energy and cultivated the fearless sword spirit... Both the sword energy and the sword spirit seem to be incompatible with that Dafu Taixuanjing."

Lu Jing thought of Mr. Si, of Jianjia Shangmin, and of Mr. Guanqi, who had been sitting in a self-cultivation tower for many years.

He smiled and said: "In Taixuanjing, there is a place for me."

Kaiyang Jianzuo came to his senses, and agreed: "There is also a study building with Master, Bai Guanqi, and twelve four-floor gentlemen."

...

Bai Yunmiao, Yu Qixiang, Chisu, and Chen Shangu climbed all the way and finally came to the mountain.

However, dozens of miles away from Lingao Mountain, there are already corpses of strong men.

On Lingao Mountain, they saw Marquis Tiannan of Daye Kingdom, the disciple of Loulan Iron Armor, and an arm with a strand of black hair embedded in the rock.

Yu Qixiang performed Xuangong, and saw Kaiyang Jianzuo sitting cross-legged and dying.

Chisu and Chen Shangu were indifferent and speechless.

Bai Yunmiao glanced at Yu Qixiang.

"Is this what Yu Qixiang said about the gentle and refined Mr. Lu Jing?"

Such astonishing news is like growing wings, and it will spread all over the world in a blink of an eye.

The mysterious storyteller in Taixuanjing slapped the gavel...

"Lu Jing raises the sword soul, shines on Yuan Xing!

With the white deer at his side, he killed one hundred and twenty-one people who were plotting to commit crimes while strolling in the courtyard.

The rest of the hundreds of people scattered like birds and beasts, and since then they dare not see Lu Jing. "

"Arouse the white deer to appear in the world, reflect Gou Chen and Kunpeng, and raise the sword soul. At only eighteen years old, he will become one of the strongest in the world!"

"When it comes to the way of swordsmanship, the youths in the world are unrivaled. It is... the sword armor of the youths in the world!"

A long wind blows.

Sheng Zi sitting on the second floor was both happy and disappointed.

He was delighted that Lu Jing was safe.

Lost because he was getting farther and farther away from Lu Jing.