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

"After reading too many books, I read a cage of shackles instead, only caring about the word orthodoxy, and lying on the name of Hou Sheng Gong Ya Sheng to decay day by day.

Such a family is not beneficial to the world. "

Da Situ thought so in his heart, he saw Emperor Chongtian sitting on the throne of the king, and saw the thoughtful look in the eyes of the Dafu Shengjun, but he couldn't help shaking his head.

"It is not beneficial to the world, but it is beneficial to the dynasty.

Perhaps after this, the Eight Great Masters of Hedong will return to Taixuanjing again. "

Seeing that Da Situ didn't respond, Chen Tansheng lowered his head to think about the meaning of Da Fu's humerus, who hadn't been in court for a long time.

The Seventh Prince stood in the east hall of Jiansu Mansion, looking up at Lu Jing's calligraphy and painting brush and ink.

The pen and ink are firm and upright, and the righteousness is awe-inspiring.

The Seventh Prince's eyes became even hotter.

"Being virtuous or virtuous, whether you are righteous in your heart depends on whether Lu Jing can really seal the passage of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain."

"If he can't suppress the Hundred Ghosts Mountain, he will no longer be Jing Guogong in the hearts of the world."

The leader of the Huai Gang, the former prince of Dongnv Kingdom was standing behind him, also looking at the calligraphy and painting.

"When the catastrophe of ghosts and gods in the Valley of the Dead came, I was in the Valley of the Dead."

"That ghostly turmoil..."

The cloak on the head's face trembled, he paused, then shook his head and said, "Actually, I really want to see how Lu Jing seals off the passage of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain.

Could it be that relying on the supernatural powers of Taiwei Yuan Santai? "

With his hands behind his back, Yu Xuanlou's eyes became even brighter.

...

Li Jingang who originally planned to go to the valley of the dead, the two beautiful women of Wuye Mountain, King Weiguang... and many other wealthy guests from all over the world stared blankly at Lu Jing in the distance.

Lu Jing killed Xilou and had returned to the sheath.

He squatted halfway, stretched out his fingers, and drew a mark on the blood-spattered ground.

Starlight fell from the sky.

And the scattered starlight seemed to be like sharp knives, piercing into the heads of more than two thousand immortals.

The heads of those immortals were suspended in mid-air.

From a distance, you can clearly see the arrangement of these heads, which looks like an altar.

Blood rained and the wind blew.

The overwhelming ghosts and gods did not dare to approach Lu Jing, as if the awe-inspiring righteousness on Lu Jing's body was a sharp blade for killing ghosts.

They surged towards the Valley of the Dead, like locusts crossing the border.

Nan Heyu and Luo Shubai looked at each other.

A series of hazy wind and rain barriers are still floating in front of them, covering their tracks.

The judge of Yan Luodian, who was able to see through this trace, was still hidden in the black mist and did not step out.

In the black mist, they will not die.

But if they walk out of the black mist, Mr. Jiu and Fu Wudao alone are enough to make these two judges disappear from the world.

Yan Luodian is strong in the endless ghosts and gods, not an unrivaled powerhouse who can overwhelm the world with his own power.

"Lu... What is Jing Guogong doing?"

Up to this moment, Nan Heyu was also exhausted and out of breath because of the previous battle.

She narrowed her eyes and looked carefully at the serious and meticulous Lu Jing.

Luo Shubai, who was on the side, learned the skill of the smoldering sword bestowed by the sage, and his swordsmanship became more and more prosperous.

And as the son of Luo Mingyue, the master of swordsmanship, he has extraordinary knowledge.

But Luo Shubai didn't understand what the pattern Lu Jing drew on the ground represented.

"Maybe it represents...the human world?"

Fu Wudao was tall and tall, and he stabbed the Huaixia Broadsword into the rocks in his hand.

The two beautiful women of Wuye Mountain looked at Fu Wudao.

Fu Wudao remained silent.

Li Jingang beside him could not help but sigh.

"It's easy to open the passage to the Hundred Ghosts Mountain, but it's probably not enough to reseal it with two or three eighth realms.

The last siege was based on the skeletons of millions of souls in that mansion, and the lord of Zhenwu Mountain, the Great Human Buddha of Daleiyin Temple, and the great Situ of Taixuan Palace. "

"Is it inevitable that such a result will happen this time?"

Li Jingang admired Lu Jing in his heart and was willing to fight the immortals for Lu Jing.

But he was really not optimistic about Lu Jing.

Even at this moment, Lu Jing bent his body, pulled out the grass-cutting knife, and cut a knife in the palm of his hand.

Drops of blood fell into the mark in the dust.

The people watching this scene opened their eyes wide.

A wisp of smoke rose from the imprint.

And then... nothing happened.

"This is?" King Weiguang was a little puzzled.

However, Li Jingang jumped out of the barrier of wind and rain, his whole body was surging like a sea, and he went over mountains and ridges towards the Valley of the Dead.

"Wait any longer and the day lily will be cold!"

Li Jingang shouted loudly, and immediately two or three hundred practitioners wanted to follow Li Jingang.

Just as Li Jingang said, only pin your hopes on Lu Jing...it might lead to a catastrophe in the end.

Luo Shubai also looked at Nan Heyu.

Nan Heyu didn't hesitate, and said, "No matter what happens to Jing Guogong's altar, we can go to the entrance of the valley of the dead first, and if Jing Guogong succeeds, we will strangle the ghosts and gods in the valley of the dead.

If Duke Jing did not succeed..."

Nan Heyu hadn't finished speaking yet.

Lu Jing suddenly looked at the clouds in the distance.

"Mr. Jiu, Senior Fu Wudao, I still need to borrow your Zhengong's essence and blood."

Lu Jing's spiritual thoughts circulated.

Mr. Jiu had already stepped forward. He casually put Zhan Qingshan aside, tapped the center of his brow with his finger, and a drop of crimson blood oozed out of his brow, floating in front of Lu Jing.

Fu Wudao fell from the sky to the ground in just two or three steps. He looked at the mark on the ground and said, "Lu Jing, you owe me a lot."

Lu Jing nodded without hesitation.

"Forging swords, fighting against the West Tower in the sky, until the passage of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain that was opened because of me.

Lu Jing owes the world a lot, and also owes favor to his seniors. "

Fu Wudao also took out a drop of blood essence from his own Musashi just like Mr. Jiu.

With two drops of blood in the air, the aura of the two was sluggish.

Mr. Guanqi saw that Lu Jingqiu took the essence and blood of Mr. Jiu, Fu Wudaozhen Palace, and the five viscera, so he wanted to fall to the ground and took out a drop of blood, but was dragged back by Mr. Eleven.

Mr. Guanqi turned around and saw Taoyao staring at him angrily.

Bai Guanqi smiled wryly, just about to say something.

But I saw Taoyao flicking her fingers lightly, and a drop of blood also fell on the cloud.

"Mr. Eleven."

Lu Jing saluted Mr. Eleven.

"The essence and blood of the three eight-level cultivators, coupled with the supernatural power of Taiwei Yuan, can it seal the passage of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain?"

There was still some worry in Fu Wudao's eyes.

Nan Heyu, Luo Shubai and many other practitioners also looked at Lu Jing with expectation.

Lu Jing shook his head slightly.

"not enough."

"Not enough?" Nan Heyu faltered.

King Weiguang became more and more silent.

The essence and blood of those cultivators of the eight realms contained the power of pure yang and the energy of Yuque, which was extremely powerful.

These few drops of blood essence were not enough, even if they poured all their energy and blood into it, it would not gain much.

"Senior Baili..."

Just when everyone was a little overwhelmed.

Lu Jing's eyes fell on the white clouds far away.

"Senior Baili, can I borrow a drop of blood from Lu Jing..."

Senior Baili?

A person whose surname is Baili, and who can be called a senior by Duke Jing Guo of the court, except Baili Qingfeng, the suzerain of Daozong, has no one else.

only……

Essence and blood are not mere mortal things, how can they just borrow as they say?

Yu Dongshen, the eldest son of Chong'an Sanzhou, brought a drop of Chong'an King's blood essence, which turned into the incarnation of martial arts, Taichong Longjun couldn't even fight back before the Chong'an King's blood essence was incarnated.

This shows the preciousness of the practitioner's essence and blood.

How easy is it for Lu Jing to borrow a drop of blood from Baili Qingfeng?

"You can tolerate Kong Fanxing's crippled soul in the West Building, that is the favor I owe you.

I really don't want to see ghosts and gods raging in the world, so why not lend you a drop of blood? "

The voice of Baili Qingfeng is leisurely.

As his voice fell into everyone's ears.

In the distant sky, a white dove suddenly flew over. The white dove was completely white, with no impurities on its body, but there was a drop of blood in its mouth.

The white dove flew over Lu Jing's head, and let the blood-colored beads fall from the bird's beak and landed in Lu Jing's hands.

Lu Jing looked at the bloody bead lying in his palm, and saw the white dove dissipate in a cloud.

"One drop of my blood is worth ten drops, it's enough!"

In the distance, Baili Qingfeng's eyes were burning, he looked at the imprint drawn by Lu Jing in the dust on the ground, and looked at the altar hanging in the sky, and he was amazed: "This Taiweiyuan's sacrificial power is extremely mysterious.

I used to think that Lu Jing was too afraid of death, that he wanted to save his own life even though thousands of ghosts and gods tormented the world.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jing was still Lu Jing, he had already illuminated the emperor's star when he thought about it, and understood the wonderful use of these supernatural powers. "

Baili Qingfeng was muttering to himself, but suddenly came back to his senses and frowned.

He saw Yu Qixiang take out a dagger at some point, and cut open his palm, allowing a drop of heart blood to flow out of that palm.

"Sovereign, please let that white pigeon send my blood here as well."

Yu Qixiang spoke hastily.

Baili Qingfeng wanted to speak bluntly, telling Yu Qixiang that her blood essence would not work.

But when his eyes fell on the drop of blood essence, his eyes were slightly condensed, and then he snapped his fingers.

The cloud and mist condensed into a white dove again, and sent the blood essence.

Lu Jing looked at the five drops of blood in front of him, focused on Yu Qixiang's golden blood, and heard someone asking him.

"Is this blood essence enough now?"

To Baili Qingfeng's surprise...

Lu Jing nodded first, then shook his head.

"Enough is enough, and it's not enough."

He spread his palms while speaking, and then slowly pressed them down, and five drops of blood essence immediately fell into the mark on the ground.

"If it's just a short-term suppression like before, it's actually enough."

"But if you want to seal the passage of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain forever, it's not enough!"

Lu Jing said surprisingly: "Dazhu Kingdom, the world needs a drop of strong blood."

This time Lu Jing was not rewarded with favors.

He raised his head high, his eyes seemed to be on fire.

The passage of Baikidi Mountain was opened because of him, and it will also be closed because of him.

The permanent sealing of the Baiguidi mountain pass is Lu Jing's gift to the world, not his obligation.

So he was confident and confident, and asked Da Zhuguo for a drop of the strong man's pick.

"Su Houcang from the Great Pillar Kingdom is also here?"

Many rivers and lakes swallowed their saliva, and then they saw a chariot rolling towards them, and a large chariot was galloped by two miraculous horses with wings.

Su Houcang of the Dazhu Kingdom was covered with armor, even his face helmet was covered, only his body had an unrivaled aura like a burning star, scorching hot.

"The Hundred Ghosts Mountain is difficult to get entangled in these Hundred Ghosts Mountain passages.

It often takes hundreds of years for a passage in the Hundred Ghosts to take shape.

Just like what King Qi Yuan of Qi State did.

Duke Jing... Are you sure you can seal it up forever? "

"able!"

Lu Jingdao: "As long as there is no one with ulterior motives to open the passage again at a high price, this passage in the Hundred Ghosts Mountain will be permanently closed from now on."

Chi!

A beam of light immediately popped out from the chariot and flew to the ground.

The strong impact brought up a strong wind, which dispersed all the smoke and dust on the ground, leaving only the mark drawn by Lu Jing.

"The blood essence of the Great Pillar Kingdom... permanently seal the passage to the Hundred Ghosts Mountain?"

There was still a little bewilderment in people's eyes.

The original great crime seems to be about to become a great merit?

When everyone was surprised.

In the cloudy sky, waves suddenly rolled, and streaks of turquoise light filled the air, and a drop of blood was wrapped in the light and fell straight down into the palm of his hand.

"Which senior is this?" The people don't know who else in the world can be compared with the blood essence of Dazhu Kingdom.

But Lu Jing silently looked at the two bloodstains in his palm.

"Fortunately, there are still many heroes who care about the world."

"Senior Chu..."

With this in mind, Lu Jing gently tossed the two blood essences in his hand.

Instantly!

The imprint on the ground glowed brilliantly, reflecting a bright brilliance.

When the radiance fell into the void, those people who were still guessing what the mark represented finally had the answer.

"born."

There is only one word, but it seems to represent the original vision of countless creatures in the world.

"What the living beings in the world want is nothing more than the word 'birth'."

"I will complete the word 'life', and I will seal the passage of 'death'!"

Lu Jing thought silently.

...

"Taiweiyuan Santai sacrifices supernatural powers, attracting the immortal soul and the power in the flesh, just like when Lu Jingdong opened the passage to the Hundred Ghosts Mountain, connecting with the passage."

"But it is Taiweiyuan's supernatural power... Changyuan who really sealed off the passage of Baiguidi Mountain!"

"Changyuan! The border city wall! Use the blood essence of the real strong as the bricks, integrate the power of the sacrifice, lock the passage of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain, and seal it forever!"

"For the human world, this can be regarded as a great merit. After all... there is not only one passage to the Hundred Ghosts Mountain."

In the East Palace, Yu Zhuoxian's eyes rarely showed some sarcasm, he glanced at Su Mansion, and also at Taixuan Palace.

Whether in Jiansu Mansion or Taixuan Palace, there were too many people eager to convict Lu Jing, and even let Lu Jing die.

"It's a pity that Taiweiyuan Zhenfeng's supernatural powers are only supernatural powers after all, not great supernatural powers.

There are not many eight-level practitioners in the world who are willing to pay blood to block the passage of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain. "

"Even the first-class madmen from Dazhu Kingdom and Chu cannot withstand the separation of two or three drops of blood."

Prince Xianma seemed to feel a little pity.

Prince Yu Zhuoxian said: "Lu Jing is still young, but he only cultivated according to the stars, but his future is bright, he will always become a celestial being, maybe even a human immortal.

One day, there will always be a day when the supernatural powers in his hand will not need the blood of the strong. "

Prince Xian Ma was suddenly worried: "I don't know if such an arrogance can always be used by me?"

The prince was slightly taken aback.

Looking at the deep Taixuan Palace, he suddenly felt that Lu Jing seemed a little too arrogant.

Just like the young Shang Min before.

The eyes of Da Situ in the hall were slightly closed, but it could be seen that there were countless people in the court with ugly faces, as if they had eaten filth.

He also felt more and more that after a sub-sage came out of the Hedong Chen family, they had exhausted the blessings that heaven and earth had given them.

Otherwise, how to explain the fact that there are no successors to the Eight Great Families in Hedong?

Just like that stupid Tansheng Chen, who has the name of Mr. Tansheng.

But I don't know that there is always someone who makes a move for an unrivaled arrogance, so how can it be a person?