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

"Come to Taixuan Palace, Mr. Guanqi will have a chance..."

Lu Jing stood where he was, his expression became a little dazed, and then he became dazed again.

It was the first time for Prince Yanxu to see Lu Jing's expression like this, it was as if a string had been broken in the heart of this gentleman who had always been strategizing.

It seems that only at this moment, Mr. Lu Jing is considered a boy.

"Sir... my condolences."

Prince Yanxu didn't know what happened, he only knew that Mr. Guanqi was already old, maybe he happened to be unwell after entering the palace this time, and died in this Taixuan Palace.

Although he was young, in the cold deep palace, life and death were already commonplace.

So the fourteen-year-old young prince turned around and went back to Huaishi Palace, carefully holding up the wedding book.

There is not a trace of wrinkle on the marriage certificate, and the rouge paper has a fragrance, which is worthy of being the most expensive paper in the world.

Prince Yanxu came to Lu Jing's side, bowed slightly, and handed the marriage letter in his hand to Lu Jing.

He didn't say much, but there was also some sadness in his crystal eyes.

Jing Guogong was his prince's junior teacher, who taught him how to write and how to be a man, a prince, and a nobleman.

On the table in Huai Shi's palace, the word "violent" written by Lu Jing was still urging him from time to time.

Now, his husband's husband passed away, and Xiao Yanxu, who was rarely cold in his heart, also lamented silently in his heart.

"My condolences, sir."

Prince Yan Xu whispered softly.

His voice was clear and clear, reaching Lu Jing's ears, the trance and daze in Lu Jing's eyes disappeared in an instant.

Lu Jing took over the marriage letter from the thirteenth prince.

He opened the marriage certificate and saw Mr. Guanqi's familiar handwriting.

At the beginning of the marriage letter, there is Mr. Guanqi's best wishes for Lu Jing.

"May the newlyweds live thousands of years, and every year is not without spring."

Lu Jing didn't want to read the text of the marriage letter, so he closed the marriage letter and put it away carefully, then turned to look at Prince Yanxu.

"You can't go out of the palace on weekdays, so you have to study hard. While reading wisely and purifying your heart, you must always have a fierce spirit in your heart, otherwise once you see the wolves, tigers and leopards in the world, you will inevitably feel cowardly."

Lu Jing told Prince Yan Xu.

Prince Yan Xu vaguely noticed something.

On weekdays, Lu Jing taught him that he would not speak so plainly, he would often break through the teachings only after he had to learn about it, or have other people's deeds as a backdrop, so that he could understand it by himself.

But today, Lu Jing's word-for-word instructions made Prince Yan Xu panic suddenly.

"Sir, you don't want to teach Shisan anymore?"

The thirteenth prince hurriedly asked.

Lu Jing shook his head and said, "Let's go and finish today's homework."

The thirteenth prince still didn't understand, but when he heard the word "schoolwork", he felt happy again, probably because he felt that he was thinking too much.

Lu Jing took a few steps back and saw the thirteenth prince standing in the main hall of Huaishi Palace and waving at him from afar.

The smile on the boy's face was as clear as before.

Lu Jing glanced at the thirteenth prince, but his eyes fell on the huge locust tree in Huaishi Palace.

The locust tree is originally shade, even in the state of Qi, not many people plant the locust tree in their yards.

However, in Prince Yanxu's Huaishi Palace, there is such a big pagoda tree with a canopy that blocks out the sun.

In Lu Jing's eyes, Taiweiyuan's three masters had magical powers running, and amidst the vitality, he vaguely saw the veins on the emerald green leaves of this big locust tree, but the veins were like amulets.

Silk threads extended from these talismans, going deep into the entire Huaishi Palace, and even into the body of the Thirteenth Prince.

The thirteenth prince standing in Huaishi Palace was wondering when he saw that Lu Jing had not left.

But Lu Jing stretched out his left hand and waved at him.

Lu Jing's voice also came from his ear, you take a few steps back.

Prince Yanxu didn't think much about it, his long habit made him take a few steps back after hearing Lu Jing's words.

And the next moment.

A dragon snake with sword energy like a cloud!

It broke through the air without any warning, and the brilliant golden light revealed a domineering momentum. At the same time, a gust of wind whizzed past, and heavy rain poured out.

At this moment, a series of divine thoughts also came in the air, and the extremely strong and fiery Qi and blood turned into chains to cover the void.

But Lu Jing reflected too slightly.

His sword qi was so fast that it took only an instant to cross the void.

In an instant, the mysterious Taibai sword light swept across, and hundreds of sword stances turned into sword energy all over the sky, and slashed on the huge locust tree.

Click!

There was a crisp sound.

The huge locust tree turned into smoke and dust at this moment, dissipating in the void.

Prince Yan Xu's mouth was at a loss.

The senior female officer seemed to know some inside information, after a brief moment of stunned, a flash of excitement flashed across her expression.

But then, she tried her best to restrain this excitement, lest others would see it.

"Jing Guogong, dare you draw your sword in the palace?"

The sword energy came out, the huge locust tree collapsed, someone shouted angrily, and there was the sound of iron armor colliding.

"Master..."

The thirteenth prince muttered to himself, he really wanted to ask Lu Jing why he wanted to cut off the locust tree in the palace.

But Lu Jing had already disappeared.

No matter how many spiritual thoughts are locked in the air, no matter how many martial arts qi are scattered in all directions, Lu Jing seems to melt into nothingness and disappear out of thin air.

Not long.

In front of Taixian Hall, Canglong Diaosi, who was holding a dust whisk, saw Lu Jing walking step by step along the sapphire steps.

Canglong Diao Temple took a step forward and said to Lu Jing, "Duke Jing, the Holy Monarch is not in the Taixian Palace."

Lu Jing still walked forward without saying a word.

Canglong Diaosi looked at Lu Jing quietly, every pore on his old face was so quiet, but every pore seemed to be brewing with a puddle of extremely hot blood magma, the magma was rolling, bursting out Wisps of martial arts smoke!

The wolf smoke goes straight up to the sky, and it has the spirit of a big dragon.

The old Diao Temple in front of the temple is actually so tyrannical.

Lu Jing raised his eyes and glanced at Starlight.

Even though there was a big dragon elephant warrior in front of him, he didn't seem to be afraid, he put his right hand on the hilt of the Shaxilou sword, and still walked towards Taixian Hall.

The stars in the sky also fell in front of Taixian Hall.

In the vast Taixuan Palace, terrifying qi mechanisms seemed to be brewing, seemed to be throbbing.

Lu Jing strode forward, getting closer to the Red Diao Temple.

The Chiyi Diao Temple stood quietly in front of the Taixian Hall, looking up at the stars.

As the stars spread, the sword around Lu Jing's waist seemed to be about to explode.

At the critical moment, a voice suddenly came from Taixian Hall.

"Let him in."

When Chiyi Diaosi heard these five words, he turned sideways without the slightest hesitation.

Lu Jing climbed up the steps and walked into the Taixian Hall.

In Taixian Hall, Emperor Chongtian was looking at a painting on the table with his back to the gate.

That painting was exactly the picture of green mountains and long rivers that Lu Jing had painted for Sheng Zi before.

Sixty green peaks are like knives, and a long river is like swords!

In that painting, immature sword energy and immature sword light are looming.

Lu Jing stood in front of the hall without saying a word.

However, his right hand was always on the waistband.

"Since this painting, I feel that you can kill the dragon in the sky."

Emperor Chongtian turned around slowly and looked at Lu Jing.

When he saw Lu Jing's hand and the sword on Lu Jing's waist, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he asked, "Everyone in the world says you, Lu Jing, are terrifying, and that's not wrong.

In this vast world, you are the only one who can melt away my immortal slaughter black gold and use it to forge another sword. "

Lu Jing didn't answer.

Emperor Chongtian asked again: "You said before that you would use this sword to defeat the West Tower in the sky, so you took the title to kill the West Tower.

Now that the Immortal of the First Mansion in the West Building is beheaded by you under this precious sword, and you are shining on Emperor Xing Taiweiyuan with your body as a shining star, there are very few people in the world who can stand shoulder to shoulder with you.

Then this No. 7 sword in the world has a name? "

Lu Jing gripped the hilt of the Shaxilou sword tightly. He looked up at Emperor Chongtian on the jade steps, his eyes calm and indifferent.

The smile on Emperor Chongtian's face grew wider, he suddenly burst out laughing, and the whole Taixian Palace seemed to be lingering with his laughter.

"Mr. Guanqi has long wanted to die, and he has long wanted to use his own life to make up for Yu Yuan's situation in Yanggu.

You are his disciple, he deserved his death, you should be happier. "

Lu Jing, who had been silent since entering the Taixian Palace, finally spoke. He shook his head slowly and said, "Mr. Guanqi no longer has the desire to die."

Emperor Chongtian took a step and walked down a step.

Immediately, it was as if mountains collapsed in the Taixian Palace, falling on Lu Jing with a force comparable to the nature of heaven and earth.

Lu Jing snorted, but still refused to let go of Shaxilou in his hand.

"Since you have already entered the game, and even made the arrangements yourself, how can you get out halfway?"

Emperor Chongtian said: "Mr. Guanqi is nostalgic for the mountains and rivers in the world, and he has traveled all over the world, and he has been romantic all his life.

Now that the world is in trouble, he can't stand by and watch. "

Lu Jing felt the unimaginable pressure on his soul and body, he no longer tried to argue with Emperor Chongtian, but only asked Emperor Chongtian with some hope...

"Mr. Guanqi is weak, has he ever ascended to the sky?"

One monarch and one minister, two people, one in a high place and one in a low place.

If someone else rushed to Wen Chong Tiandi, I'm afraid that his soul would have died away.

But for Lu Jing, Emperor Chongtian seemed to be quite patient. He heard Lu Jing's question, and replied: "Mr. Qingdu has long been sealed by Bai Guanqi in Yuanshen and soul. They are actually the same person, but they are not the same person. It's the same person.

But Mr. Qingdu is the master of the Yuxian tower. Since he came to the human world and has a flaw, how can he return to the sky and become the master of the Heavenly Religion and Shukuang again? "

Lu Jing stood where he was, thinking about something.

Emperor Chongtian suddenly suppressed the smile on his face, and pressed down with an incomparably terrifying aura.

With Lu Jing's cultivation today, he only felt that Emperor Chongtian in front of him seemed to be a real star, huge and mysterious.

"Lu Jing, do you know how Hou Shenggong of the Chen family in Hedong evaluates you?"

Emperor Chongtian walked down the high platform step by step, his voice was thick and ethereal, as if it came from all directions.

"He said that if Tianjiao is indulged for too long, it will only raise another Chen Baxian."

"The world is vast, you have made many enemies along the way, and you have become a thorn in the flesh of many people.

It is Beiqin and Qi, but if they have the opportunity, they will also take your head. "

"Only in Taixuanjing, you are Jing Guogong, who is well-known for his youthful achievements and talents.

You have been honored with glory and wealth, and you have obtained the opportunity of Taixuanjing, which is like a sea in Taixuanjing, and you are famous all over the world, and you have made great achievements through this. "

"Do you know whose favor these are?"

Emperor Chongtian had already walked to the ground at this time, and he looked at Lu Jing, but it seemed to be looking down at an ant.

The Sha Xilou on Lu Jing's waist kept shaking, as if it would collapse in an instant.

"You know that you are an important chess piece. You think that my unprecedented and unprecedented chess game depends on you, so you dare to be unscrupulous and enter this palace of the Supreme Xian with a sword on your waist."

"You have the courage to question me, which is considered extraordinary, so what if I give you a chance?"

Emperor Chongtian leaned forward, and his eyes fell on the long sword at Lu Jing's waist.

"If you have the guts, cut a sword at me.

Your crown prince's hunting sword spirit is a real supernatural power. If you enter the palace with such courage, it doesn't matter if I help you raise the crown prince's king-killing dominance.

But Lu Jing... Do you want to gamble on that chess game? "

Youruo thunder roars!

The understated words of Emperor Chongtian fell into Lu Jing's ears, but they shook Lu Jing's mind.

But then, the momentum and majesty of the Wanshan collapse seemed to weaken in an instant.

Sha Xilou no longer trembled, and Lu Jing was able to hold the long sword tightly again.

He squinted his eyes and looked carefully at Emperor Chongtian in front of him.

Emperor Chongtian also stared at him.

But at the same time, an astonishing murderous intent fell on Lu Jing, as if once triggered, it would disintegrate his soul and body in an instant, and turn all his achievements into dust in an instant.

"What realm is this?"

"True Monarch? Great Tianfu?"

Lu Jing chewed in his heart the murderous intent that wantonly enveloped his soul and body.

Because of such murderous intent, he has no doubt that once he draws his sword to Emperor Chongtian, Emperor Chongtian will be able to kill him with a snap of his fingers!

But if he didn't dare to draw his sword, what's the point of him coming to Taixian Hall?

He came forward with his head held high and stepped into the Taixian Hall because of the anger in his heart!

If he came here with anger, but went out on his knees because of such murderous intentions, then what would the words "Mr. Guanqi" mean in his mouth?

At this moment, Lu Jing was very sober.

He stared at Emperor Chongtian's eyes, at the relaxed eyes of Emperor Chongtian.

That relaxed look made Lu Jing extremely uncomfortable.

And in the sky, there were wisps of strange starlight falling, falling in the Taixian Hall, even penetrating through the Taixian Hall, and falling on Lu Jing.

Lu Jing vaguely sensed the power in these starlights, and he suddenly longed for such surging power.

"With such mighty power, is it possible to slash a sword at Emperor Chongtian?"

Lu Jing's heart was greatly moved.

"With such great power, is it possible to seek justice for Mr. Guanqi?"

And at this moment, the great sage Yantian, king of Ming Dynasty, suddenly appeared after his primordial spirit.

A clear warm current flowed into the soul, and the golden light on Lu Jing's soul turned into mist and dissipated.

Lu Jing, who was very "awake" at first, finally woke up.

He saw Emperor Chongtian's surprised eyes, and the fate of avoiding bad luck and avoiding bad luck circulated again in his mind.

In that shimmering golden light.

"Ninth Five-Year: The flying dragon is in the sky, and it is beneficial to see the adults!"

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"Daji: Draw your sword and kill the king, you will not die!"

"Big ominous: Bow your head, and you will be an eternal pawn!"