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

The sky and sky pass are like reflections in the water, reflected in Lu Jing's eyes, and also reflected in Lu Jing's mind.

Lu Jing only felt that when Zhan Qingshan fell into his hands, everything in the world seemed to become hazy.

The eyes that were about to fall on him were cut off in an instant.

Obviously there is still sunlight in the sky at this time, but in Lu Jing's eyes, everything here seems to have turned black and dark, and everything can't be seen clearly.

It is also precisely at this time.

In Zhanqing Mountain, one after another grand martial arts spirit came, as if it had passed in an instant, and also seemed to have passed for a long time.

As heavy and towering as a mountain, the spirit of martial arts piercing the clouds filled Lu Jing's mind.

Lu Jing couldn't help but think of the sword technique from Yinxue Dao.

Climb Tianshan!

Lu Jing didn't fully comprehend the Twelve Styles of Swordsmanship of Mount Tianshan overnight, but because of his genius in martial arts and comprehension of the two fates, he already had some experience.

The Thunder-shocking Qi that he originally wanted to integrate into the fifth-level Zhenxuan palm, was also integrated into the sword technique of climbing Tianshan by him!

"Why did the famous knife that has been passed down to cut green mountains fall into my hands, and why did it stir up such a mysterious sword spirit?"

Lu Jing's thoughts flickered, but he also seized the rare opportunity in time.

The twelve-style Climbing Tianshan Sword Technique gradually flashed in his mind, and the spirit of continuously impacting his Taoist philosophy was gradually captured by him!

"Such an extraordinary opportunity should be firmly grasped. If the sword technique ascending Tianshan can integrate the martial arts spirit in Zhanqingshan, plus that thunderous aura, it will be reborn in a real sense, and truly become my own sword. Law."

The blood in Lu Jing's body was also completely mobilized by the fiery martial arts spirit.

Zhan Qingshan scrambled, and the rust spots on it had long since disappeared.

At this very moment, Mr. Jiu's famous knife burst out with a knife light enough to make the world white, spreading in the sky!

The meaning of the sword is like a dragon, even more like a mountain.

Grim and heavy!

Zhan Qingshan kept trembling, as if it also brought up the melting pot of energy and blood that Lu Jing had nurtured for a long time.

Lu Jing comprehended that martial arts spirit, and every time he got something, the furnace of energy and blood became more violent.

In the Furnace of Qi and Blood, it seemed that a volcano had been bred and was about to erupt.

"Vital energy enters me!"

Lu Jing also suddenly felt that the Daxue Mountain True Mysterious Kungfu was in operation, and he absorbed a stream of vitality into the furnace, and the fire in the furnace was raging, refining more blood.

After a few snow-capped mountains, the Qi and blood in Lu Jing's melting furnace became so solid that it almost turned into substance, a prototype of a mountain!

"Sword Intent, Spirit, Furnace, Snow Mountain, Qi and Blood, Vitality..."

Lu Jing closed his eyes tightly.

Bursts of energy swept over Zhan Qingshan, as if he was practicing Lu Jing's martial arts.

Mr. Jiu, who was standing in front of Lu Jing, withdrew his gaze from looking at the sky, and then looked at Lu Jing.

When he saw that Lu Jing's body was full of energy and blood, almost violent energy and blood burst out from the furnace of his body and flowed to his limbs, Mr. Jiu couldn't help but frowned slightly.

He was worried...whether Lu Jing's body could be eaten by such a violent growth of Qi and blood...

That is at this time.

From the gate of Hanmo Academy, a woman wearing a brocade palace attire walked in with an indifferent expression.

This woman's expression is stiff, but her face can be called a sinking fish and a wild goose, a shameful flower in a closed moon, and there is a sense of alienation in her body.

Mr. Jiu finally felt relieved when he saw this woman coming.

The person who came was Mr. Shulou Shishi.

When Mr. Eleven came, he saw Lu Jing with his eyes closed, holding the green mountain in his hand, and the thick blood in his body flowed out of his furnace, transforming Lu Jing's body.

Lu Jing's flesh and fascia became tougher, and his bones were like extremely hard black iron.

Mr. Eleven probably had the same concerns as Mr. Jiu. She didn't think about it for too long. She stretched out her palm, and there was already a small cauldron in her hand.

A blue-purple flame was burning under the small cauldron, and others could not feel the temperature, but the small cauldron was burnt red in an instant.

Mr. Eleven tapped his fingers again, picked up many medicine-smelling treasures from the void, and put them into the small cauldron...

She seems to be refining medicine.

But only a dozen breaths of time have passed.

Mr. Jiu and Mr. Eleven, who were standing in front of Lu Jing, suddenly raised their heads, looked at each other, and then looked at Lu Jing.

Mr. Jiu couldn't take his eyes off it.

Mr. Eleven frowned, and flicked his sleeves lightly, the little cauldron that was making alchemy disappeared.

because……

At this time, Lu Jing didn't seem to have the slightest discomfort because of the thicker blood.

In the eyes of Mr. Nine and Mr. Eleven, his body became more and more tyrannical.

The essence of Qi and blood has completely enveloped the continuously spewing furnace, and the furnace has become deeper and deeper, gradually turning into a...

mountains!

The prototype of the mountain was gradually formed, but the originally violent energy and blood seemed to be cooled down suddenly, and they also frantically poured into the mountain.

The mountain is extremely cold, but it seems to be able to hold a huge amount of energy and blood.

"I didn't expect that Lu Jing's talent in martial arts could also be called a genius."

Mr. Jiu said: "No wonder Mr. Guanqi values ​​Lu Jing so much."

Mr. Eleven was silent, but she agreed with Mr. Jiu's words in her eyes.

Lu Jing, who was originally shrouded in darkness, already felt that in a very short period of time, he had already created a snow mountain!

The fourth realm of Martial Dao... the Snow Mountain Realm, was actually formed because of a conversation between him and Mr. Jiu, because of this sword that chopped green mountains, and because of that mysterious scene.

Under the realm of the snow mountain, Lu Jing's spirit became more and more powerful. He performed the Great Snow Mountain True Mysterious Kung Fu, and the energy and blood surged wantonly, permeating his body.

At the same time, the vitality between the heaven and the earth is constantly being absorbed by the snow-capped mountains to refine Lu Jing's body.

"The qi and blood are thick and strong, and when the sword technique is used, it will be stronger."

He still closed his eyes tightly.

The comprehension of destiny has already been triggered...

"This saber spirit is too mysterious, and I can't comprehend too much just by relying on Yang Cheng's comprehension of fate."

When Lu Jing thought of this, his mind moved!

In his mind, under the halo of many fates, one after another fate vitality was immediately ordered by him, and among the flashes of white light, it first emitted a bright light, and then completely merged into the light group that belonged to the comprehension of fate.

The light group changed instantly, bursting out a bright yellow light...

Information floods.

Comprehension of fate becomes insight into fate, from yang orange to bright yellow!

just for a moment...

Lu Jing, who held the green mountain in his hand, seemed to see a green mountain standing between heaven and earth. Immortals were born on that green mountain, and a famous sword passed down to the world was once born.

The spring water flowing out of it has bred countless ordinary creatures.

The bursts of saber intent, representing the great vitality, were gradually perceived by Lu Jing.

The air of thunder and thunder also blended into it in an instant!

A brand-new sword spirit was conceived by Lu Jing, full of vigor and thunder, fully integrated...

not far away.

Guan Changsheng saw that Mr. Jiu, Mr. Eleven, and Lu Jing were all beside the pool of water, so he thought about going forward to salute.

But... when the spring thunder saber technique was brewing on Lu Jing, Guan Changsheng's footsteps stopped suddenly, and his eyes were suddenly very surprised.

"Mr. Jiu's sword intent that shakes like thunder...is really rare."

Thinking about this, Guan Changsheng couldn't help showing surprise in his eyes, and he couldn't help but think of his precious sword that beheaded the eunuch's head, but ended up in Beiqin!

Zheng!

While Guan Changsheng was reminiscing.

Lu Jing suddenly opened his eyes, and a burst of soaring saber intent jumped out of him, slashing into the void.

If it was fused with Thunder's Qi and blood, it also bloomed from the Zhanqing Mountain in Lu Jing's hand, fell into the sky, and landed on Lu Jingchun's thunderous saber intent.

So in an instant... the saber intent exploded out!

Boom!

Under the blessing of the terrifying martial arts spirit contained in Zhan Qingshan, the sword fell straight down on the sky.

then……

I don't know how many people in Taixuanjing heard a roar of thunder!

The sneaky man hiding in the darkness was suddenly frightened, as if he had been hurt by a thunderbolt, and the pain was excruciating!

Those who are cultivating the primordial spirit can't help being illuminated by the light of the saber like spring thunder. Fortunately, there is no killing intent in it, but it also scares them into a cold sweat!

Nan Fengmian and Nan Xuehu, who are good at using knives in the Nanguo government, all raised their heads.

Nan Fengmian looked with interest in his eyes, looking towards the direction of the library, guessing where the spring thunder-like knife came from.

Nan Xuehu's eyes showed a little more reverence...

Except for the Nanguo government.

Those who used swords in Taixuanjing looked at the library one after another when they heard that Chunlei had made a knife.

"Mr. Jiu? Or Guan Changsheng from Donghe Kingdom? Or..."

Everyone speculated a lot, and some who knew Guan Changsheng's origin also thought of this Donghe Sword Master.

But...they don't know...

This spring thunder knife intent went straight into the void, and when it exploded, Guan Changsheng heard it, as if a fairy holding thunder in his hand fell down to the mortal world, sending down a spring thunder full of vitality, awakening all things, and letting the world know ...

It's spring now!

Guan Changsheng couldn't help but stroked his beautiful beard, and nodded slowly.

At this time, Lu Jing had already woken up.

He first looked up at the sky, and there was no longer any vision in the sky.

He looked down at Zhan Qingshan in his hand again.

When his eyes fell on Zhan Qingshan, he found that in just a short moment, Zhan Qingshan became extremely heavy, as if it weighed hundreds of thousands of catties!

Lu Jing let go of his hand in a daze.

Rust immediately spread on Zhanqing Mountain, fell to the ground, and disappeared again.

At this moment, Lu Jing was still in a daze. He looked at Mr. Jiu in front of him, and then saw Mr. Jiu next to him. At some point, Mr. Eleven came.

Mr. Jiu was looking at him with a smile on his face.

Even Mr. Eleven, who has always been unsmiling, showed a stiff smile at the corner of his mouth, and nodded slightly at him.

Then without waiting for him to salute, he turned and left.

Mr. Eleven has always behaved in this way, coming and going without a trace, serious in speech and smile.

Lu Jing didn't find it strange either, he just asked Mr. Jiu: "The vision in the sky just now..."

Mr. Jiu shook his head and said: "It's just that there are immortals coming out of the gate of heaven, looking down at the mortal world, and seeing the mortal world under their control. It's not a big problem."

Lu Jing frowned slightly, and looked down at the ground under his feet.

Mr. Jiu's tone was full of emotion, and he followed Lu Jing's gaze: "It has been more than ten years, this knife has never forgiven me, and it shows me with rust spots every day, but it is willing to fade away, willing held by you.

Lu Jing... I hope you will always cultivate the martial arts spirit you have learned today, and don't let it go to waste.

The spring thunder symbolizes the revival of all things. If you can go one step further, you may also be able to become the unique one in the world just like the Candle King. "

Until now, Lu Jing was in a daze.

But when he heard Mr. Jiu's words, he thought for a while, and stuck out another finger.

Qi and blood flowed, and the saber spirit jumped out from the fingers. Suddenly, flashing thunder appeared in an instant, bursting and... full of vitality!

"Climbing the Tianshan Mountain, the Qi of Shocking Thunder, and the martial arts spirit contained in the Qingshan Mountain are combined... The spring thunder sounds, and all things are revived...

That being the case, it is called Chunlei Saber Intent. "

Lu Jing was thinking this way in his heart, but Mr. Jiu had already walked away.

Lu Jing originally wanted to ask Mr. Jiu about the vision that day, but it really became so simple. Seeing that Mr. Jiu had already left Hanmo Academy, he suddenly understood in his heart.

"Mr. Jiu... seems unwilling to say anything more."

Lu Jing frowned slightly.

Why did the vision appear in the sky, why did the Zhanqing Mountain fall into his hands... There must be many secrets in it.

"I have never been enveloped by the spirit of martial arts in Zhanqing Mountain, and the immortals in the sky seem to be looking for something."

"Could it be that...the Immortal God was looking for me that day. A famous sword like Zhan Qingshan has a spirit, and he envelops me with the spirit of the sword, and wants to protect me?"

Such thoughts suddenly popped up in Lu Jing's mind, and then he shook his head slightly.

"Why do the immortals in the sky want to find me?"

When Lu Jing thought about this, he felt that the information he had about the sky and the mortal world was too little to support him to make many analysis and guesses.

Because of this, Lu Jing didn't want to waste any more time thinking about it.

——

The fifth floor of the Slim Tower.

Mr. Guanqi is standing in front of the window, looking at the sky.

Mr. Jiu stepped on the stairs and came to the fifth floor of the tower step by step.

"Zhan Qingshan, you have already given birth to your spiritual orifice, and you have drunk the blood of countless innocent people. You are not far from the realm of transcendence."

Mr. Jiu's voice was thick, but his face was expressionless: "The rules they wrote down allowed Zhan Qingshan to see the clouds and mist surging in the sky, and the immortals looked down... They are looking for the so-called wise people again."

Mr. Guanqi turned around, both his face and eyes relaxed a lot.

He walked to the desk and motioned for Mr. Jiu to take a seat.

A peach blossom also flew from the window and fell into the fifth floor of the self-cultivation tower.

Suddenly, there was a streamer shining on the peach blossom, and the figure of Mr. Eleven appeared miraculously from the streamer.

Mr. Guanqi pours tea for Mr. Jiu and Mr. Eleven.

"Lu Jing is already extremely extraordinary. It's not a strange thing that an extraordinary person in the world is coveted by immortals. Why should it be so strange?"

Mr. Jiu was silent for a while, and there was more worry in his eyes.

"Lu Jing is still young, but in this Taixuanjing, he has to face the vortex like the battle between the heaven and the dragon, and there is an astonishing chessboard waiting for him, and now there are immortals who want to lure him into the fairyland first... …

This is actually extremely unfair to Lu Jing. "

Mr. Eleven remained silent.

Mr. Guanqi thought of the young man who used to copy the classics with a pen every day in the cultivation tower, and there was a softer look in his eyes.

But he finally sighed...

"When the master is still there, or the other gentlemen are also in Dafu, the child's disaster will naturally be much less, but...whether it is the master or the other gentlemen, they are all running around because of their own ideas. In the abyss, if they are not careful, they will be swallowed by the world's evil thoughts, just like Mr. Si, leaving only a set of bones."

Mr. Guanqi's spiritual thoughts are flowing, and there is also a lot of helplessness mixed in.

But only a moment later, some hope appeared in his eyes again, and he said with a smile: "When he grows older and works harder, if he can make a choice, he can enter the fourth floor and take charge of Mr. The sword that opens the sky for the second time.

At that time...he will be Mr. Shulou on the fourth floor, and he may be able to hold a sword, climb up to the gate of heaven, and meet the master. "

"Before that... we still have to escort him. The library upholds neutrality and is a place of preaching and teaching. But as long as it doesn't involve the matter of Emperor Chongtian, other means can also be used."

Mr. Guanqi's eyes became softer, and he seemed to be reminded of the past and the people in the past.

Mr. Eleven was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "But if you use a lot of knowledge, the book building will become Lu Jing's secret guardian, consuming a lot of knowledge for Lu Jing.

But what if Lu Jing never set foot on our path in the end? "

Mr. Jiu also looked at Mr. Guanqi.

Mr. Guanqi shook his head casually, and said: "If this is the case, then my library has sent a talented person to the world.

I actually like Lu Jing very much in my heart, and I trust him very much.

He can complain for those children, and he has some righteousness in his heart. I believe that even if he doesn't want to be with us in the future, with him in this mortal world, he can still spread some kindness. "

"He is only a seventeen-year-old boy now, and he should have the right to choose. When we look at everything, if there is only utilitarianism, if we only treat everything as a transaction, if we protect Lu Jing, we must let him listen. My order... If you want to come to Lu Jing, you don't want to be protected by us.

And... When the master taught us to wait, did you ever ask for anything in return? "

Mr. Jiu and Mr. Eleven thought about it for a long time, then they all stood up, saluted Mr. Qi Guan, and left.

At the top of the stairs, Mr. Eleven suddenly stopped, and said to Mr. Guanqi: "Youth also need to work hard, don't be too... spoiled."

For some reason, Mr. Eleven used the word spoiling at this time.

Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Jiu did not refute, and both nodded slightly.

——

Lu Jing in the teaching pavilion released the woman in the rose fairy as usual, so that she could breathe.

The complexion of the woman in the rose fairy is getting better and better, and the vitality that can be absorbed is also getting more and more impressive.

The rose fairy is getting more and more bright red, like a mass of red fire, full of vitality.

Lu Jing was still studying. After his daily homework, it was time for him to study until noon.

It is no exaggeration to say that Lu Jing reads books with one eye and ten lines, and he has an unforgettable memory.

With a clear mind, with a slight movement of the mind, one can think of the source of many learnings and the records in the classics.

It was also because of this that Lu Jing studied hard, and the growth of his soul was not unhappy, and the same was true for his knowledge.

"The many ideas, knowledge, and even many deeds and stories of mortals recorded in these classics are quite precious even in the eyes of a latecomer like me, and they are of great help in raising people's character."

"The book has its own arrogance."

When Lu Jing was studying, he was always extremely serious.

The rose fairy woman is sitting in the corner of the table, attracting a lot of vitality to nourish her body.

Just now, the knife that Lu Jing swung with the help of Zhan Qingshan was like a spring thunder, shaking the heavens and the earth, making this great fairy who had not yet recovered his cultivation level pale and had a splitting headache.

Originally, Guixian Dayao thought that the person who can cut out this kind of martial arts spirit must be a martial arts monk who has ascended to the gods.

But when Lu Jing stepped into the teaching pavilion.

His fingertips were still lingering with the remnant spring thunder sword intent just now, and Gui Xian Da Yao had already noticed it in an instant.

Even at this moment, this mysterious big demon girl still has some... disbelief in her heart.

"This person... is too strange."

Guixian Dayao couldn't help but have such thoughts in his heart.

In her eyes, Lu Jing was indeed an extremely strange person.

He can easily see through her existence, but he doesn't attack her because she is a monster of unknown origin. He is even willing to water the rose fairy every day, and the rose fairy will loosen the soil every few days and take good care of her.

Even... when he saw his body, there was no distraction in his eyes, and he did not forget to tear off some paper to cover her shame.

besides……

This seemingly young man in front of him has a very dignified status. Last time someone came to look for him and offered the Nine God Lotus as a gift, and mentioned the crown prince and the seventh prince in his words.

Draw a picture at will, and there will be a lot of sword intent.

Now that knife that contained spring thunder made Guixian Dayao's heart full of doubts.

"Although this is a study building, with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, it is not possible for a young man to walk out at random... and be able to slash with a knife comparable to Chunlei."

The slender legs of the Rose Fairy girl were faintly visible under the green gauze. She just sat like this, staring at Lu Jing who was studying in a daze.

After a long time, Lu Jing finished his study, then he closed the book in his hand, put the woman into the Rose Fairy, said goodbye with a smile, and then left Hanmo Academy and the library.

The carriage drove to the entrance of Kongshan Alley, but found a carriage parked in the distance on Yanglu Street.

Lu Jing had seen that carriage style before.

Lu Jing's expression remained unchanged, and he got out of the carriage.

"Mr. Lu Jing." A familiar voice came.

Lu Jing turned around, and a person got off the carriage in the distance.

It is Li Yushi.

Every time we met in the past, Li Yushi always had a faint smile on his face, looking quite kind.

But at this time, Li Yushi looked quite indifferent, standing beside the carriage, looking at Lu Jing from afar.

Beside Li Yushi, a man with a long knife, Wang Shaxiong, came towards Lu Jing and saluted Lu Jing: "Sir, my son is here."

Lu Jing raised his eyes and glanced at Li Yushi. Li Yushi still looked indifferent, then turned around and walked towards the deer restaurant in the distance.

"Master Yu wants to see me?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Jing's mouth, he patted Wang Shaxiong's shoulder, and said, "Go and tell him, if he wants to see me, he must first send someone to hand over a name card or come visit in person."

Li Yushi's footsteps faltered.

Wang Shaxiong was also slightly taken aback.

At this time, Lu Jing had already turned around and entered the empty mountain alley without looking back.