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

Mr. Lu Jing is back.

As soon as the dawn broke, the news spread throughout the entire library at an astonishing speed, throughout the academies in Taixuanjing, throughout the Imperial College, and then throughout Taixuanjing.

Teenagers who study are always full of enthusiasm, and ordinary people are more able to empathize with ordinary people.

So, when the one who used to cut off the evildoer Xu Baiyan with a sword, ordered many Taixuan capitals to build charity halls together, and that charity hall has accommodated thousands of children until now, and even called the wind and rain in the middle of the river, begging for wind and rain, and making the river Mr. Shulou, who had ended the drought, returned to Taixuanjing and was summoned into Taixuan Palace by the Holy Monarch. Many people took to the streets spontaneously, wanting to welcome this gentleman who really made a difference to the people.

This is the way ordinary people, as well as those scholars with blood, welcome their admirers.

The world always needs heroes who have done real things, and they are not stingy at showing their reverence and enthusiasm for these heroes.

Because of this, the street in front of the Taixuan Palace was still overcrowded. Many people still clearly remembered that when Lu Jingti killed the monster Xu Baiyan with his sword, the scene in front of the gate of Dali Temple was also like this.

But the difference is that people at that time were still worried and hoped that the husband would be safe.

But today, they were full of joy and wanted to take a look at this legendary young gentleman.

Even many people fleeing famine came from the east city of Taixuan Jing and merged into the flow of people. The large number of soldiers of the Jingyin Mansion in the past had no time to drive them away today, and only cared about maintaining order.

It's just a pity... that young gentleman didn't seem to like such a lively scene. Until half an hour after the court meeting, those who had been waiting for a long time did not see him.

But their trip was not in vain, because a notice was posted on the wall of the palace soon...

The scholars who were studying looked at the list with flushed faces, and some people recited the words on the list aloud.

As a result, many people who are illiterate, or who are too far away to read the text clearly know the news.

Dafu has another Duke.

This new Duke... is Jing Guogong Lu Jing.

Soon the news will spread throughout Dafu, and even the whole world.

Originally thought that Dafu Zhongshanhou's juvenile conferment was already a shocking achievement, but he never thought that Taixuanjing would produce another eighteen-year-old prince.

Lovely and ordinary people are different from those grown-ups. They don't think about whether Lu Jing will be crowned Duke when he was young, and whether he will be sealed in the future. They won't think about the closeness and rift between Lu Jing and the court.

They only think that Lu Jing is worthy of the title of Duke Jing.

 …He has a solid record of merit.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

And calling the wind and calling the rain to solve the disaster that has lasted for several years is worth a lifetime.

...

Behind the Shihua Pavilion is our small courtyard.

Luo Mingyue was lowering his head and was wiping the famous Toad Soul Sword in his hand, while everyone Liu was sitting in front of the table, wiping the cups and cups.

Nan Heyu's face was pale, and she turned her head to look at the falling spring rain.

There is rain today, and the spring rain is continuous, which is a good thing for anyone.

For the winter is gone.

The seven-foot jade around Luo Shubai's waist exuded an unusual light.

"The sage gave me the method of brewing swords, and I saw the main star of Pojun in the Taixuan Palace. Maybe in a short time, I will be able to reflect another main star."

Luo Shubai felt weak, shook his head and said: "Seek the Tao, seek the Tao! Chance is naturally very important, but the disciple's heart always seems to be covered by dark clouds, and it is difficult to be clear."

Luo Mingyue, the great swordsman of Yu Xing Island, looked at Luo Shubai with a flash of guilt in his eyes.

The famous Toad Soul Sword in her hand also shimmered, and there was a mysterious thing looming on the sword, as if it was responding to Luo Shubai's words.

The toad soul sword is in Luo Mingyue's hands, but the owner seems to be Luo Shubai.

But Luo Shubai never noticed this, and sighed.

Luo Mingyue didn't speak.

Nan Heyu looked up at the clouds in the sky in a daze, at the spring rain that was as expensive as oil.

At this moment, a fallen leaf flew through the thousands of flowers and landed on the table.

Everyone Liu was a little curious. She picked up the fallen leaves and carefully looked at the veins on the fallen leaves. Suddenly, her complexion changed slightly.

Luo Mingyue keenly noticed the change in everyone's face, "But what's wrong?"

Luo Mingyue asked.

"It's about Mr. Lu Jing."

Everyone in Liu hesitated, and said: "It should be a very good thing. Mr. Lu Jing bestowed on the holy king the title of Duke Jing of the current dynasty in the court hall, and sealed it in Taihua City, Yuanshan Road, with 80,000 households in the city. "

Nan Heyu, who was still in a daze, suddenly became clear when he heard the word Lu Jing.

But soon after she heard the news from Master Liu, the light in her eyes suddenly lit up, and after two or three breaths, it suddenly dimmed again.

Young Duke...

At this moment, Nan Heyu suddenly remembered her first conversation with Lu Jing.

"Divine bird, mortal bird..."

"Mr. Lu Jing has now become an unattainable divine bird."

Nan Heyu's eyes were a little tired, Qian Xiushui was dim, but her feathered sword heart seemed to become much brighter.

Luo Shubai sighed inwardly.

He is not surprised that Lu Jing has made great achievements, but it's a pity that his junior sister already has a heart block, but he doesn't know whether this heart block will become a hindrance on her path of cultivation.

Luo Mingyue and Liu have profound experience, so they can naturally see Nan Heyu's mood clearly at this time.

The girl's mind was picturesque, she was happy for Lu Jing because of the news, and became even more depressed because of the past.

Both Luo Mingyue and the great master knew that it would be useless for others to talk about such things, and they had to figure it out by themselves.

"Taihua City on Yuanshan Road is a chaotic place, not far from Shenguan, and in the middle of the Western Regions, Beiqin, Damo, Beiqin, and Chong'an..."

"However, this is not important. Dafu's Duke was originally named in vain. Except for the Duke who went to assist the eldest princess, the two Dukes, Duke Nan and Duke Chu, may have never been far away. My own place to eat."

Everyone Liu whispered to themselves.

Luo Mingyue remembered the scene of Lu Jing beheading the West Cloud Sea by himself not long ago, and looked at the haggard Nan Heyu, and felt even more distressed about her.

"There are so many entanglements in the past, and the heart is attached to him, but maybe there is not much fate... Sigh."

"But... that's fine too."

Luo Mingyue put the famous Toad Soul Sword into the scabbard, and said to herself: "I don't know how many knives the Holy King plans to forge to kill immortals.

Being in the middle of the game... how can I get out safely? "

"However, Mr. Shulou Guanqi may prolong his life due to Tianmai, which is an excellent thing.

If Mr. Shulou Si can live to this day, the next spiritual wave, even if the world dare not say victory, will probably be able to divide one or two more strands of the spiritual wave's mighty power. "

...

Nan Xuehu and Wei Jingzhe sat under the self-cultivation tower.

During the days when Lu Jing went to Hezhong Road, Nan Xuehu and Wei Jingzhe got along a lot closer, and they often drank together.

The two of them were also Lu Jing's heart, they never went to wait in front of the palace gate, but came to the library instead.

Just as they thought, they did wait for Lu Jing, but with a smile on his face and hope in his eyes, Lu Jing nodded to them, and then entered the cultivation tower with Mr. Guanqi.

They also sat under the self-cultivation tower and waited.

"It's great now, the son-in-law who was despised by the Nanguo government in the past has also become a duke.

Brother Xuehu, don't go to the restaurant to listen to it these few days, and don't go to listen to Mr. Shu's storytelling. "

Not seeing each other for more than half a year, Wei Jingzhe's body has become much stronger, his face is resolute, and the lines on his face have become more rigid.

Nan Xuehu sighed.

He naturally knew what Wei Jingzhe was talking about.

Lu Jing, the concubine and son-in-law who was once disliked by the Nanguo government, every time he took a step forward, the Jiuhu Lu family and the Nanguo government would be pulled out by the people in Taixuanjing and flogged his corpse.

The Nanguo government had already gotten used to it.

But now Lu Jing is not taking a step forward, but soaring into the sky, completely stepping into the clouds, a figure on the same level as Nanlao Guogong.

This made the Nanguo government even more embarrassed.

"It's nothing."

After Nan Xuehu sighed, he straightened up again, and said, "Mr. Lu Jing deserves this too.

The Nanguo government is ashamed of him. If the sixth uncle hadn't been there, maybe Mr. Lu Jing would still have resentment towards the Nanguo government in his heart. "

"The current result should be regarded as the return of Nanguo government's blindness."

Wei Jingzhe's expression also became serious, he put his hands on his knees, and asked: "Mr. Lu Jing has to be named Duke, but he can accommodate twenty people.

Brother Xuehu, I don't know if I can become Mr. Lu Jing's guest? "

Nan Xuehu thought for a while, then glanced up and down at Wei Jingzhe.

Wei Jingzhe was still talking to himself at this time: "My cultivation base is still weak, if Mr. Lu Jing is a doorman, I might fall into his door...but it doesn't matter if I have the name of that doorman, Duke Jing There is always a place for me in the mansion, and I can always repay Mr. Lu Jing's kindness."

...

In the self-cultivation tower, Lu Jing changed back into white clothes.

He stretched out his palm, and there was a transparent jade belt constantly circling in his palm.

There were streams of mysterious power flowing on the transparent jade belt, which seemed to be full of vitality and vitality.

"Even a strange fairyland like Lutan rarely produces treasures like Tianmai."

Mr. Guanqi looks much older, with more gray hair on his head.

But maybe it's because of the pity of heaven and earth, although his face is full of exhaustion, there are not many wrinkles, and he still looks extraordinary.

Lu Jing still had joy in his eyes, and put his hand in front of Mr. Guanqi, and said, "Sir, with this Tianmai, the hidden wound on your body may be healed.

Even if it cannot be cured, it should be much better than it is now. "

Mr. Guanqi coughed twice, with some relief in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to take the pulse from Lu Jing.

This gentleman who was once known as the romantic of the world and always loved the mountains and rivers did not say anything, so he put away the pulse of the day.

He didn't say much to thank Lu Jing, nor did he look carefully at the veins of the sky, just like putting away a sundry, he put away the treasure that everyone in the world coveted.

His eyes were still so gentle, and he asked Lu Jing, "Did the Holy King give you a skill?"

Lu Jing nodded and replied: "Today in the court hall, the Holy King bestowed upon me the title of Jing Guogong, and also gave me a kung fu technique.

It's just that the exercise is recorded in a bamboo piece, and I haven't studied it yet, so I rushed to see Mr. "

Mr. Guanqi glanced at Lu Jing in surprise: "Your character is more angry than before."

Lu Jing was silent for two or three breaths, and said: "I walked the river in the middle of the road and saw many things. I suddenly felt that my manpower was exhausted, so I thought about doing things, but in front of people close to me, I can't always suffer so much. deep."

Mr. Guanqi raised his eyebrows, and said: "It is true that I have more insights than before, and I am more able to make others happy.

You left the palace and came to the study building. You obviously went to Mr. Eleven's Shaomu Courtyard first. Seeing that the batch of pills had not been practiced, you came to the cultivation tower quietly. "

Lu Jing smiled awkwardly and didn't say much.

"That exercise can actually be practiced."

Mr. Guanqi said: "If such exercises can be achieved, you, a talented arrogance, can go a step further, and maybe one day you can hope to walk the path of the Great Candle King."

"It's just... there are still some risks in this exercise, and you still need to study and consider it yourself."

Mr. Guanqi reminded Lu Jing.

Lu Jing pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "What does the Holy King want me to do?"

Mr. Guanqi looked at Lu Jing.

Lu Jing murmured to himself: "I saw a mysterious power entrenched in the deer pool. Under that mysterious power, the power of the deer pool was under my control, and even attracted two stars, Jidu Luohu."

"When I reflect the primordial star in the world, the mysterious power is not based on immortal energy, but the power of the world, which is thick, majestic, magnificent, and incomparably bright.

It was as if the mysterious power came from an immortal king. "

"How many unrivaled kings are there in this world today?" Lu Jing shook his head, "Sage...want me to reflect Jidu Luohu?"

Mr. Guanqi flicked his sleeves lightly, and the originally closed doors and windows on the fifth floor of the Slimming Tower suddenly opened.

Lu Jing and Mr. Guanqi looked together, and they saw the most solemn and magnificent Taixuan Palace among the magnificent buildings in Taixuanjing.

"Jidu Luohu is the guardian of the heavenly tower, the number one treasure in heaven and earth that once made countless powerful people hate, and it has existed for too long.

The fairyland in the sky has become an abyss between the world and the sky, trying to swallow all the opportunities in the world.

Throughout the ages, I don't know how many strong people have broken free from the shackles of the sky and wanted to cover the eyes of the immortals in the sky. Unfortunately, there are too many strong people in the twelfth floor and five cities in the sky. for smoke. "

Mr. Guanqi squinted his eyes, and said softly: "The world is in turmoil, but the heaven and the earth are divided into different levels, let alone the more distant Taiwu Dynasty. Since Chen Baxian, since the Taizu and Emperor Taizong who founded Dafu, the world has always been Struggling, always falling."

"Maybe the Holy King is disgusted with these things. He wants to be a frog that jumps out of the warm water. He wants to turn this world into a furnace. Then he overturns the furnace and let the immortals be boiled in boiling hot water."

"Therefore, he needs a knife that can cut down the sky."

After Mr. Guanqi said this, he glanced sideways at Lu Jing.

"There is no way in the world that martial arts and primordial spirits can practice together, but in fact martial arts and primordial spirits lead to the same goal by different routes. They all use themselves as the foundation and vitality as nourishment to embark on the journey to heaven."

"Lu Jing, there is a chess game in the sky and on the ground, once you are in the game..."

"Maybe it will be hard to break free, maybe you can only go up to the sky."

"I'm a pawn?" Lu Jing was silent.