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

The purple-robed Taoist put down the mahogany sword in his hand, and still held a pot of Tusu wine in his hand.

The aroma of the wine was tangy, but the old Taoist had a wry smile on his face, he just held the jug in his hand, and didn't even take a sip.

In Lu Jing's mind, the purple-robed Taoist used the fairy charm to see the two immortals Pixing Daiyue just now, thinking of Daiyue's expression of indifference, and thinking of the star-piercing immortal's eyes as if looking at ordinary grass, he felt a little uncomfortable .

These immortals entered the mortal world, just like farmers went to their fields to harvest rice to survive.

But even those farmers know how precious rice is, and take good care of it, fertilize and water it on weekdays.

But in the eyes of these immortals, these ordinary creatures in the world are not rice, but worthless weeds.

They gather the blood-colored mist that the souls of the dead turned into to feed Tianque, but they feel that these mortals' worship of hope can be ignored and disgusted.

"Several gentlemen in the study building mentioned before that the immortal overlooks the world and controls the changes of the world... It turns out that it is for the souls of these victims."

Lu Jing thought about this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Continuous disasters, unprovoked floods, and the blazing sun that shines all day long... It is not allowed for mortals with supernatural powers to change the sky with supernatural powers, nor for mortal monks to use supernatural powers to save savable people. These so-called truths of heaven and earth The rules that have existed since ancient times, why are all of them not beneficial to the mortal world, as if they are meant to restrain the mortal world?"

He is thinking.

The Taoist in Zipao finally picked up the Tusu wine and drank a few gulps, then casually wiped off the wine stained on his messy beard, took a closer look at Lu Jing, and asked, "My lord, there are a few strands of immortality lingering on your body. Qi, have you ever met a fairy?

The so-called fairy fate is different, the fairy energy in the sky is very different from the vitality in the world, and ordinary monks in the world cannot easily be contaminated.

The young master can be infected with immortal energy, could it be..."

The purple-robed Taoist spoke in surprise, and then his eyes fell on the wind-expelling knife and rain-calling sword on Lu Jing's waist.

"Huh?"

"This knife and sword..."

The look of doubt in the eyes of the purple-robed Taoist became more and more intense Lu Jing.

Lu Jing looked at the Taoist who met for the first time in front of him, thought for a while, and didn't mention anything else, but said, "Master Daoist, I came up from Lingao Mountain, and I met those two immortals in Lingao Mountain before."

Taoist Zipao seemed to think of something when he heard Lu Jing's words.

"It looks like you are so young, but you can wear immortal soldiers on your waist, and you have a bold sword spirit lingering on your body... Lu Jing, Lu Jing..."

As he spoke, a light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"You are Mr. Lu Jing from the bookstore, and you are the leader of Dafu's law enforcement, the leader in white?"

Lu Jing never planned to hide anything.

Seeing him nodding his head slowly, the purple-robed Taoist, the light in his eyes became brighter, and he kept looking up and down at Lu Jing.

After a few breaths of time, the Taoist clapped his hands as if he had suddenly realized.

"Mr.'s talent has attracted the attention of those two immortals. If I guessed correctly, do those two immortals want to take Mr. to the sky and enter the fairy tower?"

"Sir... the world is your homeland, no matter how good the sky is, don't go to the sky."

When the purple-robed Taoist spoke, he couldn't help getting up slightly. With serious eyes, he told Lu Jing: "I have also been to the Twelve Immortal Towers. The mortal arrogance monks climbed to the sky. Except for those who opened the sky with their own strength, most other Most mortal practitioners either enter the [Crouching Tiger Qionglou], or enter the [Langfeng City]!"

"Mingyujing in the sky, twelve floors and five cities, fairy towers are different from fairy towers, and the same is true from city to city.

But whether it is Crouching Tiger Qiong Tower or Langfeng City, they are far inferior to the other eleven immortal towers and four heavenly cities.

The truth of heaven and earth cannot be seen in it, the immortal energy cannot be called rich, the scenery cannot be called prosperous, and it is still not as good as Taixuanjing, the world's great Fu Taixuanjing. "

When the purple-robed Taoist said this, he probably thought of those disaster victims who worshiped the immortals and then staggered forward to find life.

He sneered, and said: "There are billions of living beings in the world, and there are three, six, and nine classes.

There are no more than twelve floors and five cities in the sky, but there are also three, six, and nine levels.

In Langfeng City and Crouching Tiger Qiong Tower in the sky, those arrogances who ascended to the sky from the mortal world, abandoned their homeland, separated from the human world and climbed to the Tianguan, but they also have to be looked down upon by other immortals, which makes me feel ridiculous. "

"Mr. Lu Jing, the world is vast and full of scars, but if you think about it carefully, in this world, you and I are entrusted with countless entanglements. If you just leave, you will even become the enemy of the world. What is the worth of a lowly immortal?"

"On the other hand, although this world is dilapidated, there are always countless people who are going forward, sewing and mending, hoping to create a better world.

The sky... is not as good as here. "

When the purple-robed Taoist spoke, there was still a strong sarcasm in his eyes, as if he sneered at the choices of those immortals who ascended to heaven.

Hearing the Zipao Taoist's words, Lu Jing only felt that he knew a lot more about the bright jade capital in the sky, and about the twelfth floor and five cities in the sky.

But he was also puzzled in his heart, so he couldn't help frowning and asked the Zipao Taoist: "Daoist, if it is true as you said, in the sky Langfeng City and Crouching Tiger Qionglou, there are many arrogances who ascended to the sky from the mortal world, why does the sky still treat human beings?" ...without the slightest bit of compassion?"

The purple-robed Taoist bowed his head, and there were a few more runes for attracting immortals in his hand.

"I have used the Immortal Charm several times to see the immortals, and I thought this in my heart. I thought that if I was lucky enough to meet the immortals in the world, and let them contribute, even if they couldn't completely solve the disaster in the middle of the river, it should be able to save some people from dying in the middle of the river. .”

"only……"

Before the Zipao Taoist could finish speaking, his voice froze suddenly, and then he turned his head and looked into the distance.

In the distance, in the bursts of blood-colored mist, a ray of light shone, illuminating the blood-colored mist like a sunset.

There is a figure walking slowly from this "sunset glow".

Lu Jing squinted his eyes, reflecting the starlight of Dou Xingguan's fate in his eyes. He saw through the sunset glow and saw the figure covered by the mist.

The man was wearing a jade-colored robe, with a three-meter white jade pendant around his waist, a chain of white jade rings, the same color as snow.

And his eyebrows are even more colorful, with bright eyes and sparse eyebrows, slender and long ears, and a beautiful appearance!

He seemed to be carrying the wind, but within a few steps, he had already approached the simple altar from a very far away.

On the altar, the purple-robed Taoist couldn't help frowning when he saw this person.

The man just glanced at the purple-robed Taoist, then ignored him and looked at Lu Jing.

Standing on the cloud, he said, "Humans and immortals are both in the world and heaven, and they also hold their own positions. Since they have ascended to heaven and become immortals, why should they be merciful to others? Why should they be merciful to others? Thinking about it in heaven, what does the life and death of the people on earth matter?"

"Among the mortal beings in the world, there are many people who wag their tails and beg for mercy. Even if they are immortals, how can an immortal respond completely?"

His voice seemed to flow into Lu Jing's ears along with the vitality of heaven and earth. It was as if a fairy was whispering in Lu Jing's ears, and there seemed to be a convincing power in it.

Lu Jing wanted to nod subconsciously, but in the next moment, the Yuanshen in his real hall was accompanied by wind and rain, and behind the Yuanshen was the Great Ming King Yantian and the Great Sage Dharma.

The golden light bloomed, and then another thunder exploded, bringing Lu Jing back to clarity.

"Zhou Lingjun..." The purple-robed Taoist sat cross-legged, his long messy white hair fluttering: "After so many years, I never thought you would come to the world again."

Zhou Lingjun?

Lu Jing silently repeated the name in his heart.

But Zhou Lingjun, who came from the mortal world, was watching Lu Jing closely, as if waiting for Lu Jing's reply.

The sun was so hot that it cracked the earth. Standing on the altar, Lu Jing could feel the scalding heat from the ground even through his thick boots.

Logically speaking, this temperature is nothing to Lu Jing.

It's just that when Lu Jing saw the immortal standing in the sky, he felt more and more depressed for some reason.

"Humans and immortals have their own standpoints, and it is true that immortals who have nothing to do with the mortal world should pity the mortal beings."

Lu Jing raised his eyes, saw the thick blood-colored mist, and said, "But the immortals in the sky are not completely irrelevant to the world.

The blood mist in the world supports the sky gate, and there are many immortals in the sky who climbed to the sky gate from the world.

Not to mention having a good heart, in fact, all you need is a ray of compassion, and you won't be holding the souls of these mortal creatures to feed the heavenly treasures. "

"Furthermore... the heavens and the heavens need to be fed by the soul, and the Hezhong Road has suffered a catastrophe for six years, causing hundreds of millions of people to die in the disaster.

Immortals are in charge of the truth of the world. Ordinary practitioners cannot use supernatural powers to change the world, but immortals can, and even... bring down disasters and turn the magic of immortality into nature. "

When Lu Jing said this, he said to the purple-robed Taoist beside him with emotion in his tone: "Master Lu Jing, all Master Lu Jing loves Lu Jing, and has never talked to me about the heaven and the world, nor this disaster. source.

But I always feel that this disaster is too strange. "

The purple-robed Taoist didn't answer, but kept silent.

But Zhou Lingjun, who was standing in the sky, smiled slightly, and said: "Immortals are different, the fact that immortals rule the world has been like this for thousands of years in the past!

Ordinary people ascend to the sky and become immortals, and they can look at the world without falling into the quagmire of the world. This is the preciousness of immortals in the sky.

Lu Jing, we heavenly immortals naturally have mercy and pity, but we don't have pity for human beings. "

Lu Jing nodded when he heard Zhou Lingjun's words, but suddenly a smile appeared on his face.

With a complicated smile, he said: "The Taoist priest told me just now that there are twelve buildings and five cities in the sky, including Langfeng City and Crouching Tiger Qiong Tower.

Senior... Now that I think about it, I once saw your name in the Records of the Great Liang Kingdom, which perished a hundred and twenty years ago. "

"Zhou Lingjun, the talent of the Great Liang Kingdom, is the son of the Duke of the Great Liang, but on the eve of the destruction of the Great Liang Kingdom, he ascended to the sky, stepped into the sky, and became... an immortal."

"One hundred and twenty years have passed, but the senior looks like a young man. Maybe this is the difference between immortals and mortals."

Zhou Lingjun waved his hand, indifferently dispelling the bloody fog in front of his eyes.

"Climbing to the Tianguan, entering the fairy tower, you will have the immortal energy to transform your body, you will also have the true protection of the heaven and the earth, and you will have the sky hanging in the sky. Even if it is just the primordial star shining on the stars, you can live forever."

The purple-robed Taoist spoke eloquently.

The smile on Lu Jing's face became more and more intense. When the Fate of the Dou Xingguan was triggered, he vaguely saw a waterfall hanging upside down in the clouds and mist far away, hanging in mid-air.

Because of this waterfall, Lu Jing felt much better.

At least Lu Jing could speak freely.

So Lu Jing asked: "Senior, in your eyes, this world is far inferior to the sky?"

Zhou Lingjun looked around and said, "The human world is vast, but there are too many useless creatures. They absorb the energy of the world and plant countless acres of land to live on, but they are useless to the world. They have been like this for thousands of years.

Useless creatures have dragged down the human world, filling this vast world with stench, like carrion.

There are more living beings, but those practitioners who are really useful to the world are useless. The living beings are divided into the blessings of the world. "

"I don't know how many emperors have appeared in the world throughout the ages, each with their own ideas, but all of them are completely useless, and this world is becoming more and more like a quagmire.

Lu Jing, the reason why I came to see you today is because you are a disciple of Lord Qingdu.

One day you will climb to Tianguan, and one day you will see the Ming Yujing in the sky, the twelfth floor and five cities.

At that time, you will know how ridiculous your thoughts are now. "

Zhou Lingjun stood on the cloud and looked down at Lu Jing, aloof.

Lu Jing sat on the earth block altar and looked up at Zhou Lingjun.

"Senior, have you forgotten your origin?"

Suddenly, Lu Jing's tone was leisurely, and it turned out to be a questioning word.

Zhou Lingjun's face was light and calm, and his complexion remained unchanged, but a white light flashed in his eyes.

All of a sudden, this void turned into a quagmire, with great forces pressing on Lu Jing from all directions.

This power is too huge.

Even with Lu Jing's current cultivation, he couldn't sustain it at all.

Lu Jing only felt intense pain coming from all over his body one after another, and the light on his soul became much weaker.

But Lu Jing noticed that the hanging waterfall in the distance was getting closer, so he became more and more courageous. He forcibly endured the pain and said, "In Lu Jing's eyes, there are four types of people who deal with the changes in the world."

"The first kind of people see the changes in the world, get up in anger, change the world, make up for the world's deficiencies, and cure the world's sores.

Such people are called saints. "

"The second kind of people, when they see the shortcomings in their homeland, they will try their best to mend them, even if they are not able to do it, they will still move forward.

This class is for the real Mr. "

"The third type of people, seeing the world as a quagmire, feel powerless to save the world, and simply take care of themselves and seek their own liberation.

Such people have no merit or fault, but ordinary people. "

"The fourth kind of people, seeing the world is corrupt, and feel that there is no more effort in this world, they abandon their homeland, disregard their relatives, climb to a higher place, and seek their own way.

Such people cannot be called noble, and they can't be called great faults for doing things for themselves. "

When Lu Jing said this, his tone suddenly changed, showing a little more disdain.

"But I don't think there is a fifth type of person in this world.

This kind of people see their hometown suffering, but they have neither pity nor compassion in their hearts. They raise their chests and go to those who caused disasters in their hometown, but when they turn their heads, they want to spit on their own origin and their own race.

Even if he has not been completely accepted by the noble place in his heart, he still has to be pretentious and always separate from his own origin! "

"Senior, you never leave the gods in every sentence, and you never leave the world like a quagmire... But I don't know what kind of person you are?"

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