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

When Lushan Guanshenyu's miraculous power passed through Lu Jing's divine sense, it landed on Lu Jing's Yuanshen.

Lu Jing looked down at the yellowed ancient book in his hand, and there were still thoughts flowing in his mind.

The scene after scene was like a phantom, passing by one after another, making Lu Jing dizzy.

he sees...

Someone bent his bow to shoot at the sun, borrowed yuan from the sky, and shot through a sky tower.

Someone stepped on an ancient sword, borrowed yuan from the sky, broke through the shackles of the rules, and rushed into the sky.

Some people sat on the top of the mountain and drank quietly. After half a decade of drinking, they just opened their mouths and spit out, and a sword pill rose into the sky, shining on thirteen state capitals.

This method of borrowing yuan from the sky is much more precious than Guanghan Seal.

At the same time, with the help of Lushan Guanshenyu, Lu Jing clearly discovered that the wind exhaling knife and rain calling sword on his waist were emitting an imperceptible mysterious aura, pouring into the yellowed ancient book.

"The Hufeng Knife and the Rain Calling Sword are the weapons of the immortals, and the authority of heaven and earth is hidden in them... Now they communicate with this ancient book with the same mysterious origin..."

"If I don't have the Wind Hurting Knife and the Rain Calling Sword, even if I have the Lushan Guanshen Jade, I'm afraid I won't be able to detect the [Borrowing Yuan from the Sky] method hidden in the [Guanghanyin] ancient book."

Lu Jing's eyes were thoughtful.

He lowered his head and looked at the two treasures on his waist, calling the wind and calling the rain.

"Lushan Guanshenyu can't fully see through the Hufeng Saber and the Rain Calling Sword, but with the help of these two immortal weapons, I have such a big harvest."

"This borrowing money from the sky is very likely to be one of my greatest opportunities besides seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck..."

When Lu Jing came to this world, many opportunities have been obtained by seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck.

But this opportunity to borrow money from the sky did not rely on the golden fate of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil.

Looking at Lu Jing's expression on the side, Pei Yingui already understood that the magical powers hidden in this Guanghanyin ancient book must be extremely precious.

Otherwise, with Lu Jing's calm temper, how could he be so solemn?

"Everything in the world has its own destiny."

Pei Yingui's eyes fell on the ancient book printed by Guanghan, and a rare smile appeared on his face: "If I hadn't shown this ancient book to Mr., I would never have known that there was such a way to defeat Guanghan hidden in this ancient book." Yin's supernatural powers."

Her eyes are bright, and her heart is full of thoughts...

Guanghan Yin is already a powerful profound art, if Pei Yingui can learn this method, with her own cultivation, her combat power will be improved to a higher level, and she will be much closer to Pei Yingui's goal.

Since the method of borrowing yuan from the sky is stronger than Guanghanyin, then...

The palace in Qi State, which looked like a giant bone-eating monster, crawled under Hengshan Mountain, and the throne in it, were no longer so scary.

The white bones and rivers of blood in the palace will one day be broken under her Guanghan Palace.

"Mr. Lu Jing, please also study the two methods. If you gain something, please teach me."

Pei Yingui did not hesitate, and said calmly: "Although I gave the ancient books of Guanghan Yin to you, you have found out a more mysterious method.

You don't have to be restrained, sir, so you don't owe me anything, just take what you need anyway. "

Lu Jing glanced at Pei Yingui, and nodded calmly, without putting on an air.

"Okay... just like Miss Pei said, everything in the world has its own fate, and this fate can be regarded as a great fortune for you and me.

That being the case, Lu Jing accepted it gladly, and I will study [Guanghan Yin] and [Borrow Yuan from Heaven], and when I achieve something, I will pass them all on to Miss Pei. "

When Lu Jing said this, he lowered his head and thought for a while, and continued: "In the past few days, I will also annotate this ancient book, and Miss Pei can also try her best to comprehend it. The two of them comprehend it together and exchange what they have learned, it is always better than being alone. People study this method."

The accumulation of many fates is life after scene.

A long time ago, Pei Yingui was hesitating whether to show this ancient book to Lu Jing, but with the development of time...

Pei Yingui's understanding of Lu Jing became more and more profound, and he gradually understood Lu Jing's personality, which is how things happened today.

And the fate hidden in it is naturally extremely profound.

"Dumplings are ready..."

Qingyue's gentle voice came, and the steaming dumplings came out of the pot.

For the reunion dinner on New Year's Eve, if there are no dumplings, I always feel that something is missing.

So when the dumplings were on the table, when everyone was sitting around in front of the main house, Xu Wugui comforted a child who was crying while looking at the dumplings.

Zhuo Yaoluo held a shimmering night pearl in his hand, and sat on Lu Jing's shoulder.

Qingyue rolled up her sleeves, and excitedly poured her scented tea for everyone.

Pei Yingui ate his snacks and didn't think of his concubine mother.

Even though she was in the cold palace, every year the concubine would personally make dumplings for her.

But later, the mother and concubine saw too many heads and flowers watered with blood in the cold palace, and gradually became a little trance.

When Pei Yingui thought of her mother and concubine, she always remembered that woman with the beauty of a country and a city, lying on the rocking chair, looking up at the stars and the moon, but there was neither life nor hope in her eyes.

She always mutters to herself: "What is the end of a person's life?"

How can a person's life end here?

Both are already the honor of the princess, and they cannot escape the fate of madness and death after all.

"Since the death of my concubine, this is the first time I have eaten dumplings at the New Year's Eve."

Pei Yingui thought so in his heart.

Qingyue on the side raised her eyebrows and asked Pei Yingui: "Miss Pei, I know you are from Qi State, so I specially added some green bamboo fragrance in it."

Pei Yingui also smiled, and said to Qingyue, "It's delicious."

Yu Qixiang was a little gloomy, but still smiled and said to Qingyue: "We always eat dumplings during festivals and festivals there, but I have been away from home for half a year, but I haven't eaten dumplings for a long time."

Qingyue carefully looked at Yu Qixiang's eyebrows and eyes, and let out a little surprise, probably seeing some clues of her identity from Yu Qixiang's face.

Lu Jing asked Yu Qixiang: "Chong'an Sanzhou is some distance away from the Central Plains, do they... also eat dumplings?"

Yu Qixiang replied: "The three prefectures of Chong'an were originally a barren land. Later, the ancestors of Dafu went to reclaim the wasteland and brought many people. After another 160 years of management, the border state capital with a population of tens of millions is now established. .

So even in the borderlands, there are still many customs of the Central Plains. "

When Yu Qixiang said this, the smile on her face became a little unnatural, she sighed, and continued: "It's just... some habits in Chong'an Sanzhou are different from here.

For example, in Chong'an Sanzhou, too many people have died in the past few decades. In the past, when someone died in the family, they always wore white clothes and lit white lamps.

But since decades ago, there are white clothes and white lights all over the city, which looks quite bleak and sad.

So once someone died in battle in some people's homes, they started to light red lights and cut window grilles.

I hope that Erlang, who died in battle, will have a time to light red lanterns and paste window grilles to welcome happy events in his next life. "

Lu Jing fell silent.

The children didn't understand Yu Qixiang's words and looked at him with their eyes open.

Qingyue, Pei Yingui, and Miss Hancai didn't know what to say for a while.

During the decades since the rise of the Northern Qin Dynasty, Chong'an Sanzhou has always carried it with blood. It is the gate from the Northern Qin Dynasty to the Central Plains. This gate is made of the flesh and bones of countless warriors. It is thick and indestructible.

Lu Jing watched Yu Qixiang lower his head to eat dumplings, and couldn't help looking at Taixuan Palace in the distance when he raised his eyes.

Sitting there is an unrivaled emperor. Whether Dafu is a practitioner or many courtiers and generals mention him, he will definitely mention the word "holy".

Emperor Chongtian ascended the throne for many years, destroyed the seven surrounding countries, and included thirty-six countries in the Western Regions.

Many rare treasures in the world flowed into Taixuanjing in various forms.

Even in terms of cultivation, Emperor Chongtian also has the posture of overpowering the world.

But...under the four Jiazi days, there are too many hidden dangers accumulated, the gap between the fertile land of the Central Plains and the barren land of the four wilds is too large, there are natural disasters again and again, and the demons are secretly making trouble.

Many other reasons, plus the rise of Northern Qin, caused the problems accumulated in this powerful country to explode at this time.

So... there are folk songs like "in Taixuanjing, wine becomes a river, meat becomes a forest, and a pearl can be cast into a moon; outside Taixuanjing, blood becomes a sea, bones pave the road, and corpses are buried in the boundless valley".

Although this folk song is exaggerated, it can reflect the difficulties of Dafu today.

Even Mr. Guanqi once mentioned Emperor Chongtian. Although there were some heavy things implied in his words, and he vaguely disagreed with him, he also mentioned that Emperor Chongtian seemed to be planning something.

only……

Lu Jing thought about this, and his eyes fell on Yu Qixiang again.

Yu Qixiang is the daughter of King Chong'an. King Chong'an made great contributions to Dafu when he was in his prime. Even though he is exhausted now, all the heroes in the world respect him like a god of war.

He used to be the leader of martial arts in the world, but now there is only a broken body left, which can also shock the world.

And many soldiers under his command carried the Beiqin chariot with their flesh and blood, so that this world would not be devastated.

The heavy pressure was carried by them.

And now... just as Baili Qingfeng said that day, Emperor Chongtian used the daughter of a hero like King Chong'an as a bait to let Baili Qingfeng and Taichong Longjun enter Xuandu together.

And Yu Qixiang had to give Da Fulong an explanation as a matter of course.

"No matter what Emperor Chongtian is planning, King Chong'an is a meritorious soldier. It would be too unjust to use his daughter as a bait."

Lu Jing thought this way in his heart, and then thought of the king sitting on the throne, how many people are not ungrateful?

"As for the Beique Sea Dragon Palace...if it is true what the princess said, the dying old dragon wants to prolong his life with the flesh and blood of living beings, and the bones are piled up in the Dragon Palace, maybe he should be killed."

Thinking this way in his heart, Lu Jing picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of fish for Yu Qixiang.

"I hope that the three prefectures of Chong'an will have surplus every year." Lu Jing said to Yu Qixiang with a smile.

Yu Qixiang looked up at Lu Jing, smiled sincerely, and nodded deeply.

On New Year's Eve, the moon is coming to an end and the old year is coming to an end, but before that, reunion is the first thing to do. For Yu Qixiang... to be able to have a meal of dumplings with her mother's friends on New Year's Eve, to be able to survive the stormy days , It is naturally the best to find such a small courtyard full of flowers.

"It's just...my mother still has such a young friend."

In Yu Qixiang's wild thoughts, the new year has arrived.

But in the dead of night, Lu Jing was still practicing in the main house.

"Since there are such strange profound arts and supernatural powers as Guanghan Seal and Borrowing Yuan from Heaven, Minghuang's level of penetrating fate can no longer meet the needs of cultivation."

If a bright yellow level penetrating fate wants to upgrade to a bright green fate, it needs 800 fate vitality.

Lu Jing's current fate vitality upgrade is enough to penetrate the fate, and there are even more than two hundred more.

It's just that before, Minghuang-level penetrating fate was always enough, and Lu Jing also saved up these fates, hoping to improve the martial genius's fate as soon as possible.

But now that he has what he needs, Lu Jing naturally won't hesitate any longer.

Around the blazing golden fate, streaks of white light merged into one, falling into the penetrating fate.

[Swallow the vitality of eight hundred fates, penetrate the bright yellow fate, transform into a bright green fate, and realize Taoism. 】

[Enlightened Taoist: Bright Green Fate, a natural practitioner, with insightful eyes, the world's mysterious skills and supernatural powers can be easily obtained, and the essence can be easily obtained through careful practice. 】

"[Enlightened Taoist]..."

There seemed to be a ray of light shining in Lu Jing's eyes, which became much deeper.

In his mind, the innumerable seals, incantations, qi and blood, and spiritual thoughts borrowed from the sky all emerged easily.

Enlightenment personality is triggered instantly.

At the same time, Lu Jing, who had obtained such a magical fate, couldn't help looking at the Hufeng Knife and the Rain Calling Sword.

Among the two immortal soldiers that contain the power of heaven and earth, the vigor that circulates is constantly shaking...

Among them, the method of circulation of breath coincides with the method of borrowing energy from the sky.

"Does this mean that this borrowing of supernatural powers from the sky is, to a certain extent, actually borrowing the power of the heavens and the earth for the time being?"

Lu Jing's thoughts flickered, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's a surprise that I can use the aura circulation in the Wind Hurting Knife and the Rain Calling Sword to comprehend the supernatural power of Borrowing Primordial Origin from Heaven."

Realizing that the fate of human beings is low, Lu Jing already has a clue about this supernatural power borrowed from the sky.

Coupled with the wind blowing knife and rain calling sword, it greatly shortened the speed of Lu Jing's practice of this method.

"The two supernatural powers of attracting wind and summoning rain will also enter the realm. Only then will I really step into the divine fire, and use the power of the divine fire to defend against the enemy, and my combat power will be even stronger."

"Climbing to a high place, even if you don't get the chance of seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck, you will still have the chance from heaven and earth to come and find you."

——

A few days passed quickly.

Lu Jing and Wei Jingzhe stood side by side on Qilin Street.

Qilin Street is named after the two stone unicorns at the entrance of the street. It is said that these two stone unicorns were carved by the founding emperor Taizong himself to commemorate the Taizu who died on the farmland in his early years.

In fact, Dafu Taizu was just a farmer, Taizong cultivated to a great success, defeated Chen Ba first to aspire to the world, and established the Dafu Dynasty.

Later, when Taizong ascended to the throne of God, he named his deceased father the temple name as Dafu Taizu to commemorate him.

So... Dafu is actually the founding of Taizong.

"This is the philanthropic hall. I have already told the officials on duty. From now on, you will enter this philanthropic hall to conduct inspections."

Lu Jing raised his eyes and looked at this place, which was originally an official's mansion. It had been vacant for a long time, and it was changed into the children's hall.

Wei Jingzhe rarely wore a long coat today, his body became stronger and stronger, but he held a few classics in his hand and saluted Lu Jing.

This shantang was established by the Jingyin Mansion together with many other institutions.

In a sense, Lu Jing is the real founder of this shantang. As the shantang becomes more and more perfect, Lu Jing's reputation becomes more and more famous.

So, as Zhong Yubai mentioned to Lu Jing before, because of the voice of the people in Taixuanjing, as early as the establishment of the shantang, Lu Jing had the right to inspect the shantang, and Zhong Yubai had long since I told Lu Jing, let Lu Jing find a reliable person to supervise in the Shantang, so that things like Xu Baiyan won't happen again.

And Wei Jingzhe is the [supervisor] selected by Lu Jing.

"This shantang is funded by many mansions in Dafu, and it is managed by the imperial court. I recommend you to go there as the supervisor of the shantang. This is not an official position, but it can be regarded as an official of the imperial court. The monthly salary is twelve taels of silver, and you have time to study in the shantang on weekdays."

As Lu Jing said this, he looked at the open door, and he could see the good hall where children were playing around.

"And this is just a temporary charity hall, a place that can accommodate thousands of children is being built at the end of Qilin Street.

At that time, there will be many less homeless children in Taixuanjing. "

Wei Jingzhe also looked at this shantang, his eyes were also full of surprises.

He was born as a groom, and he suffered from cold and starvation when he was a child, and he also understands that even the prosperous Taixuanjing has displaced children.

Entering this hall of kindness by yourself is also doing good things.

After being pleasantly surprised, Wei Jingzhe didn't know what to think of, and said with emotion: "If there are such philanthropic halls in every prefecture and city in the world, maybe many people can be saved."

At this time, some children in the shantang also saw Lu Jing from a distance.

These days, Lu Jing and Qing Yue often go to Shantang.

There is still a lot of Shu Xiu that Prince Yanxu handed over to Lu Jing, and he has bought a lot of things for these children one after another.

Among these children, there were naturally people who knew Lu Jing, who also knew that Lu Jing was a scholar, and some vaguely said that Lu Jing was their benefactor.

So even though there was a long distance, some children would always salute Lu Jing from a distance when they saw Lu Jing, and some younger ones waved at Lu Jing from a distance even though they had never learned etiquette.

With a smile on his face, Lu Jing also waved at them.

Wei Jingzhe shook his head again when he saw the furnishings in this philanthropic hall and the clothes on these children.

"To set up a philanthropy requires a lot of money, and there is no output.

The gold and silver in the city are not enough for the government to spend, and there are many corrupt officials in this big town, who would take the initiative to set up this kind of hall? "

Just like what Wei Jingzhe said.

The reason why this philanthropic hall can be run so smoothly is that those Xuandu mansions that have been involved with Xu Baiyan have contributed funds. There may be really good people in it, but most of them are to wash away their guilt, so Willing to give generously.

"Dafu is too big. Taixuanjing leads Dafu's thirty-six ways. There are some things that cannot be taken care of. I hope it will be better in the future."

Wei Jingzhe said so.

Lu Jing glanced at Wei Jingzhe approvingly, and saw that the first book in Wei Jingzhe's hand was Jiazi History.

"Reading history can be wise, I know that you have already embarked on the path of cultivation, and you still have a lot of opportunities.

But if you don’t have ambition in your heart, if you don’t have the knowledge of tomorrow, if you are driven by brute force in martial arts, you will always fall behind, so you have to read from time to time in your spare time. "

Wei Jingzhe saluted Lu Jing again. He was about the same age as Lu Jing, but when he saluted Lu Jing, he still followed the etiquette of a disciple.

After several contacts, and Lu Jing's deeds in Taixuanjing, in Wei Jingzhe's heart, Lu Jing is no longer a seventeen-year-old boy, but a scholar with virtue worthy of his position.

"Mr. Lu Jing does have the character of a scholar."

Wei Jingzhe was still standing on Qilin Street, watching Lu Jingyuan go, he just felt that the back of Mr. was like a long spear, maybe one day, this long spear would stand upright and emit a light as bright as a star.

And Lu Jing was heading towards Nanguo's mansion. He hadn't seen Nan Fengmian for several days, and the two of them had never drank together. Lu Jing couldn't bear the alcoholism in his stomach, and wanted to meet his elder brother. .

Right now.

Lu Jing's footsteps suddenly slowed down, and he raised his head to look at the sky.

However, in the sky, a group of clouds and mist wandered over, which seemed to be mixed with flickering thunder and fire.

Lu Jing Wudao Dayang and Yuanshen Shenhuo vibrated at the same time, as if he felt the power emanating from the cloud.

It's as if there's a... gigantic and murderous monster hidden in it.

"It's a dragon."

Lu Jing was dressed in white and moved with the wind. He held the Wind Exhaling Knife on his waist and squinted his eyes towards the sky.

When the clouds and mist flowed, Lu Jing saw a pair of dragon eyes looking down at him in an instant, without waves or emotions, as if a real high-ranking dragon was watching the common people.

"This dragon is even stronger than Beiquemu and Ao Jiuyi, and the coercion of the dragon attribute is also extremely strong, and the bloodline is thicker."

Lu Jing thought so in his heart, but just shook his head slightly, and walked towards the Nanguo mansion.

It was as if on this real dragon, the coercion of the real dragon that could intimidate all creatures in the world could not affect him in the slightest.

And the pair of long eyes looked coldly, and looked into the distance...there are Yanglu Street and Kongshan Lane.

These few days, before Baili Qingfeng left the palace, Yu Qixiang lived in Lu Jing's small courtyard.

Yu Qixiang, who was carving a piece of stone with Zhuo Yaoluo and Xu Wugui, seemed to sense something, and she also raised her head, with no fear in her eyes.

But then, Yu Qixiang saw the little Zhuo Yaoluo again, and Xu Wugui with Zhuo Yaoluo standing on his shoulder.

"Lu Jing, Qing Yue..."

Yu Qixiang suddenly became a little scared.

"The little dragon Xuanwei is here, the old dragon Taichong must be on his way, if it gets involved..."

Yu Qixiang was worried.

The clouds in the sky finally dissipated.

And in Taixuan Palace, Zhuzhong Que, it was the time when the Seventh Prince was receiving guests.

A true dragon with black dragon scales on its neck and two antlers one foot long is sitting and drinking tea.

The seventh prince's double pupil was as calm as ever, and he said to the dragon in front of him: "Prince Xuanwei, you have come to Taixuanjing, why don't you see Taichong Longjun?"

Prince Xuanwei said: "Longjun Taichong went to Luolong City to see Zhulong, and he will come to Taixuanjing in at most ten days."

When the Seventh Prince heard the word Zhulong, a strange color flashed in his calm eyes.

And Prince Xuanwei drank the tea in the cup, and said: "I met Taixuanjing's second white clothes."

The Seventh Prince's eyes showed a look of searching.

Prince Xuanwei gently moved the antlers, and suddenly some enthusiasm flashed in his eyes: "Except for the three feet of snow on your body, who in the world deserves to wear white clothes?

I've seen him come with a sword in his back, with divine arts and a white deer unsheathed together, one sword like the sun and the other like the moon...

These sword masters are no longer wearing white clothes, and the world..."

"Who else is worthy of a white coat?"