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

Zhong Yubai, Chu Shenchou and the tall man with a cold face all heard Li Shen's words.

Chu Shenchou shook his head and said: "Everyone in the world knows that the newly promoted young Duke Lu Jing was the first to go to court, and he handed over a booklet, and viciously participated in the copy of Wufanghai Taichong Longjun.

Therefore, Dafu Chaotang summoned Taichong Longjun to Xuandu.

This matter has already caused a lot of noise. Although I was on my way, I had already heard a lot of news. "

Li Shen nodded: "Dragon Lord Taichong did enter Xuandu, Dafu Chaotang asked about the guilt of Lord Taichong Dragon, and many real dragons in the Five Seas were implicated in this matter and were punished.

The North Que Sea Dragon King whose head had already been decapitated by the daughter of King Chong'an, and the West Cloud Sea who had been slaughtered in a dragon palace by the God of Jingguo, were all held accountable, and the rest were also held accountable for this. "

"only……"

Li Shen sighed.

Zhong Yubai and Chu Shenchou looked at each other without speaking.

The tall man in black at the side smiled and said: "In the eyes of many nobles in the Dafu court, human life is actually nothing.

The world is vast, no matter how many humble untouchables die, as long as they have a morsel of food, they will be able to thrive and fill the gap. "

"How tyrannical the Dragon Lord Taichong is, the Heavenly Dragon of the Eight Realms is naturally more important to Dafu than those humble people...

Dafu never asked Taichong Longjun, I already guessed it. "

Between the lines, the man in black did not hesitate to conceal his dissatisfaction with Dafu Chaotang.

"Longjun Taichong was questioned, and after leaving Taixuan Palace safely, he went to Yanglu Street again.

Longwei is like black clouds, and the streets of Yanglu are covered with dark clouds.

Taichong Longjun stood safely at the entrance of the alley, and met Lu Jing under the gaze of everyone.

It's just that Lu Jing didn't see him. "

Hearing this, the man in black glanced sideways at Chu Shenchou, nodded and said, "Lu Jing killed Chu Daxiu's disciple, and Chu Daxiu also praised Lu Jing for his arrogance and arrogance, and he can look down at the common people...

But thinking about it carefully, this Dragon Lord is too powerful, the so-called gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, Lu Jing hides for a while, but it is... nothing. "

There was a bit of discretion in the tone of the man in black.

Zhong Yubai and Chu Shenchou looked at each other, and both sighed.

"Lu Jing's practice time is too short after all. With his speed of improvement, if he can catch up with a spiritual wave in another 20 or 30 years.

Maybe this kind of young Tianjiao doesn't have to be humiliated by the Heavenly Dragon of the Eight Realms? "

Ji Yuanzhi remained silent.

He kept looking in the direction of Jiuchu Mountain. When such an old Confucian stared at the south, even the slightest changes in the southern sky could hardly escape his eyes.

At first he only saw a white light.

When the man in black said those words, Ji Yuanzhi finally noticed that the white light in the sky seemed unusual.

This great Confucian who once wrote Zhishen, Tanxuan, Dianjing... and many other world-renowned classics suddenly looked a little dazed.

Li Shen was a little puzzled.

Standing opposite Ji Yuanzhi, Zhong Yubai, Chu Shenchou, and the black man have already noticed the strangeness of this great Confucian.

At this time, the surprise in Ji Yuanzhi's eyes finally caught their attention.

then……

Li Shen, Zhong Yubai, Chu Shenchou and the man in black turned around almost at the same time.

Some qi and blood swelled, or some spiritual thoughts turned into flowing clouds, drifting into the distance...

But to the south of Taixuanjing, there is a young man in white with a sword on his waist, walking in the clouds.

Clouds and mist are disturbing, and there are occasional roadblocks.

But when the young man came, the clouds and mist in the sky seemed to be chopped into pieces by the fine sword energy and dissipated into clouds and smoke.

"Mr. Jing Guo..."

Great Confucian Li Shen was also like Ji Yuanzhi, unable to hide the surprise in his eyes.

But then, behind Lu Jing, a white bone stretching hundreds of feet was moved by Lu Jing's vitality, and came through the clouds and fog. The surprise in his eyes instantly turned into... panic!

"Let a white bone..."

"That's the skeleton of a dragon!" The sky wheel on Chu Shenchou's wrist was shining brightly, and his tone was firm, but it also carried an unspeakable meaning.

"There is only one heavenly dragon in the world, and that is..."

Chu Shenchou didn't finish her words.

The man in black at the side said: "It's that Taichonghai Taichong Dragon Lord!"

"Taichong Dragon Lord... is dead!" Even Ji Yuanzhi's voice, which had always been calm and calm, couldn't help but suddenly raised his voice.

He was originally sitting in front of the endgame, but now he almost jumped up. The curiosity in his eyes turned into shock at this moment!

"Mr. Ji...you just said that when Taichong Longjun went to see Lu Jing in Kongshan Lane, Yanglu Street, Lu Jing...wasn't in Taixuanjing?"

"You said that in the direction of the Taichong Sea, there is a change in the vitality, and it means that the vitality rises and transforms into a dragon shape? Could it be that those changes and the dragon shape are all related to Lu Jing and Taichong Dragon Lord?"

Li Shen gritted his teeth.

Even if he is a well-informed Confucian, he has read countless gossip and acrobatics.

But until now, even though he saw Lu Jing walking in the clouds with his own eyes, and there was a skeleton of a dragon hundreds of meters behind him being pulled by his vitality, this world-renowned Confucian still couldn't believe it... Wufanghai leader, The Taichong Dragon Lord of the Taichong Sea, the only Taichong Dragon Lord of the Eighth Realm Heavenly Dragon in the world, died?

Even his bones, except for the head hanging in front of the white bones, were completely preserved.

"Then what happened on Jiuchu Mountain in the south?"

Ji Yuanzhi was still guessing.

"When the change suddenly appeared, there was a great power covering the Jiuchu Mountain. Apart from that great power, there were also many magical eyes and spiritual thoughts descending on Jiuchu Mountain.

Perhaps in Taixuanjing, those Chunyang and Tianfu great monks who cultivated into Yuanshen Chunyang and enlightened Taoist immortals have already seen what happened on Jiuchu Mountain. "

"Jiuchu Mountain is not too far away from Taixuanjing, the mighty power that can cover the entire Jiuchu Mountain must come from Dafu Chaotang...

So, who killed Taichong Longjun? "

"It's Bai Guanqi from that library!"

Ji Yuan's thoughts were racing, and he subconsciously thought of Shulou Bai Guanqi.

But then, he remembered that it was a long time after the white light suddenly appeared, that Bai Guanqi left Beijing leisurely...

And that Tianlong is afraid that he will die sooner.

"The person who killed Taichong Longjun may be the son of Prince Chong'an?"

Li Shen suddenly opened his mouth and said, "God Yu Dong raised his spear and went south, and returned to Xuandu with a murderous aura...

I was drinking in Jiqing Building for days. I went to buy books on Qingyuan Street before, and I met him once. "

Ji Yuanzhi shook his head: "Yu Dongshen, the prince of Chong'an, carried the three prefectures of Chong'an on his shoulders, with nineteen horses under his command, and the black-clothed black horses killed the heavens.

The nine hundred tiger-riding warriors he brought to Xuandu were all first-class heroes under the command of King Chong'an!

80,000 cavalry tiger troops, but only 900 soldiers.

If these nine hundred warriors riding tigers came out of Xuandu together with Yu Dongshen, the prince of Chong'an, and besieged and killed the Dragon Lord Taichong, it might be possible to keep a prince of Chong'an alive.

But the nine hundred warriors riding tigers have been on Wulong Street and never left Wulong Street. "

"Yu Dongshen...is too young after all, because he has shocking aptitude, because he has inherited the profound art of King Chong'an's killing and conquering, and because he killed an unknown number of Northern Qin warriors on the battlefield. , at his age, he still can't kill a heavenly dragon."

Even Zhong Yubai gritted his teeth and said: "Then who killed the Taichong Dragon Lord, and who dares to kill the Taichong Dragon Lord?"

The mysterious black-clothed man squinted his eyes, looking at Lu Jing and Tianlong's bones in the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

But at this time, Lu Jing just strolled here.

Startled Tai Xuanjing!

When Lu Jing stood on the skull of the white dragon that day, hanging in the void of Taixuanjing.

I don't know how many monks and warriors in the whole building looked up at each other.

Then... the whole city is boiling!

East Palace!

Prince Yu Zhuoxian was originally practicing in seclusion, killing the last obscurity obstacle in the Bodhisattva method of enlightenment and killing, and perfecting the divine tower, in order to lead the thunder calamity into the body and step into the heaven.

Until the corpse of Tianlong hangs in the air!

Yu Zhuoxian broke through the pass and walked into the courtyard of the East Palace.

In the courtyard of the East Palace, the Crown Princess was wearing a feather gauze, her eyes were full of puzzlement, she looked up at the sky.

"This Lu Jing...how dares?" Even Yu Zhuoxian, who was majestic and had once fallen into the sea of ​​thunder, couldn't suppress the surprise in his voice.

The Crown Princess pursed her lips: "Probably it wasn't Lu Jing who killed the Taichong Dragon Lord, he just brought back the Taichong Dragon Lord's bones..."

"Of course I know it wasn't Lu Jing who killed the Taichong Dragon Lord." The prince said: "With the Taichong Dragon Lord's cultivation level, even if Lu Jing stood in place and let Lu Jing cut his head, Lu Jing would not be able to kill the Taichong Dragon Lord's head.

It's just that there are many differences in bringing Taichong Longjun's bones into Xuandu so unscrupulously. "

The concubine was silent for a while, and said: "Lu Jing's actions have no rules at all.

Your Highness, do you still remember when Lu Jingyuan entered the West Cloud Sea and slaughtered the West Cloud Dragon Palace, the news spread to Xuandu, how many people in Xuandu believed that Lu Jing could kill thousands of real dragons, thousands of dragons? "

Yu Zhuoxian raised his brows: "So, even though you said that just now, you still feel in your heart... Lu Jing chopped off the dragon head of Taichong Dragon Lord?"

...

Even if the seven northern cities fell into the hands of Huyue Lao, the capital of Shanyin, and hundreds of thousands of Dafu people were buried alive and beheaded in the seven northern cities, the monks in Taixuanjing were never so surprised.

An Eighth Realm Heavenly Dragon with Yuanshen and Pure Yang died.

The corpses were hanging above their heads, on top of the bones of the dragon head, the young Jing Guogong stepped down from the bones and walked towards Taixuan Palace.

"What does Lu Jing want to do?"

Zhong Yubo and others hurried out of Ji Yuanzhi's mansion and rushed to Taixuan Palace.

Nanguo government office.

Nan Laoguo just stood in front of the stone tablet engraved with "Dafu Juyue". In the east hall, Nan Tinggui was dying.

Nan Xuehu, Nan Heyu, Nan Yuexiang and others are guarding each other day and night.

Until Lu Jing appeared in the sky with the bones of the dragon, the pupils of Nanlaogong suddenly froze.

"If there is Tianlongjiao, my son will probably be able to..."

Nan Laoguo looked hurried, and subconsciously wanted to walk into the east hall, so that Nan Xuehu, who had a good relationship with Lu Jing, went to ask for Nan Tinggui's Tianlong horn.

Immediately, he remembered the many ties between Lu Jing and Nan Fu, and remembered that not long ago he had allowed Nan Xuehu to lend Lu Jing the grass-cutting knife in the thatched cottage...

"I'm already old, so why should I be reluctant to let go of this three-point face?"

"Lu Jing is like a galloping horse, and the old and thin yellow-maned horse of Nanguo Gongfu can no longer keep up with him.

Those things happened because of me, so why not just bow my head to Duke Jing Guo? "

Seeing Lu Jing going to Taixuan Palace, Duke Nan walked into the east hall and put on a golden armor.

"Let's take a walk in the palace and see the cause and effect of this matter."

Nan Laogong left.

Nan Xuehu, Nan Yuexiang, Nan Heyu... and other Nanfu disciples hurried out.

Then they saw a dragon bone hanging in the sky.

Just at this time, bursts of shocking drums came suddenly.

In the past quarter of an hour, someone came to report.

"Duke Jing Guo brought back Taichong Dragon Lord's bones, and he is now in front of Taixuan Palace, beating drums, face-to-face, and appealing for grievances."

The armored family will report with fists clasped.

The bones in the sky belonged to Taichong Longjun.

Everyone just felt that a great event had happened.

Nan Xuehu was very surprised, and asked: "Mr. Jing Guo brought back the accident of the Taichong Dragon Lord. As a Duke, he did not go directly to the palace, but wanted to beat the drums to complain. Could it be that the Taichong Dragon Lord died unjustly? Jing Guogong wants to avenge Taichong Longjun?"

Nan Fu's family hesitated for a while, and said with some hesitation: "It seems that is not the case.

Jing Guogong is avenging his own grievances. "

Nan Yuexiang frowned, and scolded: "Just finish it in one breath."

The general of the family hurriedly said: "Duke Jing Guo sued Taichong Longjun for trying to kill him when he was wandering around Jiuchu Mountain.

Jing Guogong had to fight hard.

It just so happened that Yu Dongshen, the son of King Chong'an, passed by, and the two fought fiercely, and there was a rare treasure left by King Chong'an, so that they would not die at the hands of Taichong Longjun.

However, when the strong fought, they couldn't hold back for a while, so they beheaded the Taichong Dragon Lord. "

"If you can't take it...you can behead an Eighth Realm Heavenly Dragon?" Nan Xuehu repeated the words of the general.

The general nodded, turned his head to think for a while, and repeated: "Masters from the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, and Jingyin's Mansion will rush over, that's what Jing Guogong said.

There are no one-word deviations. "

Nan Yuexiang at the side was originally listening quietly, but suddenly thought of something and turned pale with shock.

He hurriedly fell in love with Nan Xuehu.

Nan Xuehu was silent for a few moments, then couldn't help but take a deep breath, and asked: "Then Jing Guogong...has he ever had a sword on his waist?"

The general replied: "With the sword, it is the wind-calling sword and the rain-calling sword that are famous all over the world in the name of Duke Jing."

Nan Yuexiang heaved a sigh of relief, and looked up at the sky: "Seeing that there is vitality lingering on the wound, but no blood flow, it should not be the work of the blade."

At this time, Nan Xuehu said: "Mr. Lu Jing is very measured and respects benevolence and righteousness. How could he kill Taichong Longjun with a grass-cutting knife?"

Nan Heyu remained silent.

Only at this moment did she look left and right: "Grandpa was wearing a golden armor just now, he should... have entered the palace, right?"

...

Xiahou Bushe, Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice, looked at Lu Jing, who was standing upright with a sword on his waist, and tried his best to pull a smile from the corner of his mouth.

"So Jing Guogong accidentally cut off the head of Taichong Dragon Lord?"

Lu Jing's body was as still as a mountain, and his expression remained unchanged: "My sword is too fast, and I can't hold it for a while."

Dali Temple was silent for a while, and couldn't help saying: "Duke, everyone in the world knows the grievances between you and Taichong Longjun.

It was time for Taichong Dragon King to leave Xuandu and return to Taichonghai. Why did you go to Jiuchu Mountain, the only way to Taichonghai? "

Lu Jing said: "On a whim."

"On a whim?" Dali Sizheng didn't know what to say.

Jing Yin at the side took a step forward and said in a low voice, "Jing Guogong, we all know that you are extremely talented and tyrannical in cultivation.

But we also know that you can't kill Taichong Dragon Lord, except maybe you and Chong'an Shizi..."

Zheng!

Lu Jing's right hand that had landed on the hilt of the Rain Calling Sword suddenly thrust forward.

The Rain Calling Sword was unsheathed.

Everyone looked.

However, on the Rain Calling Sword... the dragon's blood was sticking together, and even a few strands of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Sense were trapped on the Rain Calling Sword's light, and they couldn't get out of it!