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

The Mr. Shulou with the sword doesn't look like he just returned from a murder.

The stars in the sky gradually dimmed.

The clouds and mist returned, and the dim stars disappeared without a trace.

Hanging high in the sky, there are only a few brilliant stars left, and that... Tianguan star.

"Although the heavenly official descended from the gods, although he couldn't stay for a long time, when he landed on me, he could always give himself a smooth ride."

Lu Jing only felt that his primordial spirit became more transparent and clear, and a little bit of starlight seemed to blend into it. A sword energy like a scorching sun lingered around the primordial spirit sitting in the real palace, becoming sharper and sharper bright.

"Fuguang sword qi, if the aura violates the righteous way of the sword intent, it can't be called Fuguang, and I can't continue to improve, and even my own way of primordial spirit will collapse."

Lu Jing just walked on the long Wulong Street like this.

The official star always shines on his way, and also shines on his eyes.

Heavenly Official God Advent Stone...

Introducing and caressing the moon, the heavenly official who has been pitching for two hundred years has sent down starlight, and in a short period of time, using the starlight as a guide, he received the mysterious power of the heavenly official and landed on Lu Jingyuanshen.

And this celestial official is naturally the Hupo celestial official that the whole Dafu commemorates. As early as the year when Dafu founded the country, there are records of celestial officials, and the Tianguan Festival is also the most lively festival in Dafu.

The people of Dafu always believe that there is a general riding a tiger on the Tianguan star that has not appeared for a long time, protecting the mortal world and the creatures of Dafu.

The power of the Heavenly Official's God's Advent Stone is fading.

But Lu Jingjian came out of Fuguang and killed Li Yushi who had plotted against him many times. Even this time, he threatened Li Yushi with Qingyue.

And when the scattered starlight merged into Lu Jing's body.

The vitality that had already been absorbed by the Heavenly Official's God's Advent Stone hardly dissipated, but frantically merged into his primordial spirit.

So Lu Jing walked alone while running Dongyue's mysterious code.

The primordial spirit squeezed the Yin Jue with his hands, and chanted the mantra, and the vitality crazily merged into his golden radiant primordial spirit.

But Lu Jing's primordial spirit was still getting thicker.

The fifth realm of Yuanshen is the Realm of Transformation into Reality, which has three levels: Divine Thought, True Palace, and Appearing Spirit.

At this moment, Lu Jing, in the blink of an eye, has already broken into the realm of manifesting spirit!

And this didn't seem to be Lu Jing's limit.

In the realm of manifesting the spirit, the divine light of the primordial spirit overflows, which can control a lot of vitality, manifest the divine light, and the primordial spirit leaves the body. Under the protection of this divine light, it is no longer so fragile.

At the same time, the vitality controlled by the manifested spirit realm is even more massive, and the vitality that can be refined into the primordial spirit will naturally be improved in various ways.

The sky in the distance seems to have never been illuminated by stars.

But when Lu Jing raised his head, he seemed to see a heavenly general riding a tiger in the distance, riding the clouds and mists in the dark night sky, looking down at him.

Lu Jing seemed to be aware of it, and saluted the Heavenly Tiger Riding General.

The Tiger Rider also nodded slightly to him, and immediately turned into a stream of light, flowing into the dark clouds.

In an instant, the cloud and mist became extremely clean, as if a galaxy was bred in it, and the flow of the galaxy returned to darkness.

And the official star in the sky is still hanging high in the void.

When the night is dark, a lone star is bright, and when the lamp is bright, there is a wisp of dust.

The Tianguan star in the sky was getting dimmer, but because the night in Taixuanjing was too dark, it became brighter and brighter.

The streets of Taixuanjing were already full of voices.

I don't know how many people walked out of the house in the darkness and looked at the Tianguan star in the sky.

Lu Jing raised his eyes, stopped suddenly, and saluted slowly towards a cloud in the sky.

The cloud and mist originally covered the sky, but it looked thick and dark, as if it could cover everything.

But when Lu Jing saluted, another peach blossom petal slowly drifted away and landed beside Lu Jing.

"Mr. Eleven." Lu Jing looked at Mr. Shulou with clear eyes.

Before the conflict, with the help of the starlight that suddenly appeared, he had already seen clearly that Mr. Shulou, who was usually taciturn and had only spoken a few words to him in the past few months, wanted to protect him in today's catastrophe. to him.

There is no need to say much about the friendship.

In the past few months, Lu Jing entered the library, but he never helped the library from the beginning to the end.

Even if he is teaching in the library, the library will give him a generous monthly salary, which will also make him famous in Taixuanjing.

Now the black sandalwood sword on his waist, the mind-holding pen he used to practice calligraphy on weekdays, and the spring thunder knife intent circulating in his blood all came from the library.

"Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Jiu did not tell me clearly, but through the various words before, I can also perceive from the side that the library must be under great pressure.

In the empty mountain alley, the bookstore was not made a move because of this pressure and my safety... Thinking about it carefully, the bookstore is a place of preaching, not a sect, and if it is not so special, it is impossible to open it in all parts of the country.

Under such circumstances, this time... Mr. Eleven wants to protect me. "

Lu Jing was not stupid, he had vaguely guessed that the book building would inevitably pay a huge price if he made a move.

And he himself... also needs a hearty battle, a killing of ghosts and ghosts to feed his own spirit and sword energy. Forbearance all the time, how can the sword energy in his hand be called "Fu Guang", and how can the spirit of the Dao of the Sword integrated into his blood be called "Spring Thunder"?

"Where are you going?" Mr. Eleven's voice was quiet, there was no expression on his face, and there was a rare tenderness in his eyes.

Lu Jing smiled truthfully: "If you kill someone like the third son of the Li family in Xuandu, Lu Jing will naturally find a safe place, otherwise he will be arrested by the Jingyin Mansion in the middle of the night."

Mr. Eleven said: "You can go to the library first."

"If there is no other place to go, I will definitely go to the library."

Lu Jing shook his head and said, "After all, I already owe a lot to the library and the gentlemen, the more I owe, the more money I owe, the more it will be painless.

It's just that at the moment, it's more appropriate to go to another place. "

Mr. Eleven saw that there was no panic on Lu Jing's face, and asked, "So you didn't kill Li Yushi on impulse, and you also thought about it?"

"Naturally there are impulses." Lu Jing said with a smile: "But impulses are impulses, and lives must be saved. It's not that students think too highly of themselves, but I feel that if I exchange my life with that Li Yushi, I will suffer a bit. "

Mr. Eleven looked at Lu Jing.

Lu Jing thought for a while and asked, "Before I killed Xu Baiyan, I went to the bookstore. When Mr. Guanqi said that Kongshan Lane, if the bookstore would protect me, there would be a response from Taixuan Palace, and it would be even better for me. A serious calamity may even cost me my life.”

"But up to now, Mr. Eleven is willing to make a move for me. Thinking about it, Mr. Guanqi probably thinks that the Shulou is making a move for me at this time, and the response from the Taixuan Palace will not make my life dangerous.

So... Lu Jing wants to try it out. If I, the taixuan tianjiao, this Mr. Shulou, a master of calligraphy and painting, can be stronger, can I escape the shackles of the law like those powerful people? . "

Mr. Eleven was slightly stunned, and then seriously said: "The powerful are not alone, they often stand in one place, many mansions with rich heritage are connected together, and many heavy authorities are accumulated in one place. Save your life under the sword of the law.

Lu Jing, but you are alone now... Maybe when you enter the cage, the prince's line will help you.

It's just that you have never been under the command of the prince, but you have a blood feud with Li Guanlong, and the adults who hold the sword of the law also know how to weigh. "

Mr. Eleven's voice became softer and softer, and he said softly, "Why don't you go back to the library with me, Mr. Guanqi..."

Lu Jing's eyes were clear, and he saluted Mr. Eleven again: "Thank Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Jiu for me.

Many things are actually not that dangerous, Lu Jing knows it well. "

Just as he said.

On Wulong Street today, Lu Jing drew his sword and killed the third son of the Li family, which is not a sign of serious crime.

Instead, Li Yushi was left with his life, his swordsmanship disintegrated, his martial arts spirit disappeared, and his temperament returned to mediocrity... Then how should Lu Jing face the many turmoil in Taixuanjing in the future?

This...is the real sign of great evil.

Mr. Eleven saw that Lu Jing refused, and saw that Lu Jing had a plan in mind, so he stopped trying to persuade him.

"Sir, Lu Jing has one more request..."

"I know." Mr. Eleven turned around and walked towards the study building, but his voice reached Lu Jing's ears: "You go and walk your own way, do your own thing, the courtyard on Yanglu Street, the courtyard People here, you don't have to worry."

"Since I'm out of the library, I have to do something."

It's rare for Lu Jing to ask for words, and Mr. Eleven understood what Lu Jing was worried about before he finished speaking.

Seeing Mr. Eleven leave from a distance, Lu Jing asked her to protect Qingyue. If it was in the past, he might feel a little embarrassed.

But ever since Nan Fengmian drew his sword to help him, since Chong'an Princess Si Wanyu left the letter, and since the book building helped him many times, Lu Jing felt deeply...

Walking alone in the dark is naturally quite free and easy.

But if there are some trustworthy people around, there is no lack of a blessing.

"The friendship will be discussed later."

Lu Jing continued on.

The star of the heavenly official in the sky is getting darker and darker, and the power exerted by the heavenly official descending on him is also passing away, but his own soul is becoming more and more tyrannical.

Until... the peak of the fifth realm.

"Whether it's the heavenly official descending from the gods, the stars shining, or me drawing a sword to kill someone, all of them have benefited a lot from my cultivation path."

Lu Jing thought about it in his heart.

But in Taixuanjing, there were countless eyes staring at Lu Jing.

Lu Jing seemed to be aware of it, but still looked calm, walking in the darkness here with his head held high.

Walked a few steps forward.

Lu Jing suddenly saw two familiar figures.

I saw Nan Fengmian, with a knife on his waist, a long blue dress, a tall body and a handsome face, leaning against a cypress tree with his arms crossed, looking at him from a distance.

Beside Nan Fengmian, Nan Xuehu was frowning, holding a jug of wine and two wine glasses in his hands.

The jug of wine had obviously been overheated, and the heat kept rising.

Nan Xuehu's energy and blood barely covered the jug and cups. Obviously, he was captured by Nan Fengmian to warm the wine.

"Come on, drink!"

Nan Fengmian took the jug from Nan Xuehu's arms, and poured wine for Lu Jing: "When you finish drinking this glass of wine, if you have anything to ask for, just tell me. When you die, I will bury you. I will pay homage to you during the holidays."

Nan Fengmian's words were unlucky, but his expression was quite sincere, and his eyes were full of regret.

"It's a pity that I never sworn sworn worship with you."

Nan Fengmian handed the wine glass to Lu Jing, and sighed, "Otherwise you have no worries, and you don't have any relatives in Taixuanjing. I will engrave the tomb of Nan Fengmian's righteous brother Lu Jing on the inscription. In this way, It also seems that you came to this world once, and you were not alone when you left."

Lu Jing was quite helpless towards Nan Fengmian's character, but he took the wine glass in his hand without hesitation and drank it down.

"Brother Fengmian made a move for me today, Lu Jing will remember. After a few days, I will treat you with wine."

Lu Jing smiled brightly.

His words made the equally helpless Nan Xuehu raise his head and take a serious look at Lu Jing.

Nan Fengmian frowned slightly, thought for a while, and sighed: "I was thinking about whether to take you out.

But if you think about it carefully, your current enemies are from the line of the Seventh Prince. You killed the third son of Li Guanlong's family in the street and gave them a chance to kill you justifiably. This is a narrow escape.

But if I take you out to kill, a genius like you can't get out of Taixuanjing, and he can't get out of Dafu, then the one who will kill you will be the Taixuan Palace, the Dafu court, and even the crown prince will kill you, even if it is There is no real death in the world. "

"At that time, I will die too. If both of us die, it will be difficult to avenge this grudge."

At this time, Nan Fengmian also had a sad face.

Nan Xuehu couldn't breathe anymore, and bowed his head deeply.

Lu Jing was also quite surprised, turned his head and asked, "Brother Feng Mian wants to avenge me?"

Nan Xuehu was about to answer.

Lu Jing frowned and said, "Lu Jing is just a scholar. Although I have a good relationship with Brother Fengmian, I have never helped you. If I died in this disaster, why did you get involved in it? It's inevitable Not worth it."

He was indeed extremely puzzled.

Nan Fengmian gently held the handle of the real Xinggu's knife at his waist, looked at Lu Jing, and asked, "Have you forgotten the cause of this incident?"

Lu Jing was silent.

Nan Fengmian's voice gradually became deeper: "Lu Jing, someone wants to avenge you, but you feel that I shouldn't avenge you based on the friendship between you and me.

But in fact... since I have a knife in my waist, I have to do my own thing if I have the energy in my chest!

You only talked about the friendship between you and me, but you forgot that this matter itself is an injustice in Taixuanjing. "

"Master Li Yu repeatedly tried to kill you, the Seventh Prince and Duke Chu's government even sent out generals and many strong men to surround and kill you.

But let me ask you, Lu Jing, have you ever done something outrageous? "

Lu Jing was stunned, lowered his head and thought for a while, then shook his head slowly.

"Let me ask you again, have you ever felt sorry for Li Yushi, the Seventh Prince, or Duke Chu's mansion?"

Lu Jing shook his head again.

"Then you are innocent in this matter, and I am powerless to deal with the many injustices in the world.

But I saw you comprehend Mr. Si's sword energy in the world, and I saw you write down the four lines of hope. I admire you very much, and I also think that if you can not die in the future, this world will definitely be much more wonderful. There can also be one more hero in the world who walks with a sword and calms the injustice of the world!

But you died under such injustice. I was angry in my heart, so I naturally wanted to draw my sword and complain for you who died because of this injustice. "

Nan Fengmian spoke eloquently, but his gaze was always on Lu Jing.

After a few breaths, Nan Fengmian said again: "You can see the blood and tears under Mr. Si's hands, and you can also see the evil in that benevolent hall, so you can draw your sword to kill people.

But you ignored the grievances that happened to you, and only felt that in this world, you are the only one with a heroic spirit...

Lu Jing, you have underestimated the people of the world, and you have also underestimated me. "

Nan Fengmian did not suppress her voice.

But his voice floated a foot away, but the wind in the cold night was like a knife, cutting those voices into pieces with ease.

Lu Jing lowered his head, pondered for a long time, and then raised his head and asked, "Brother Fengmian, I'm just a loner. As long as I entrust the people in my heart to a few gentlemen, I will die as soon as I die. There is nothing to be sorry about." .

But you want to avenge me, but you always have to worry about the huge Nanguo government, and you have to worry about many relatives.

Seeing the injustice in Taixuan Jing, you want to draw your sword to help, but if many relatives die because of you..."

"Of course I'm not that stupid." Nan Fengmian sneered: "You think that I'm a reckless man with a knife in my waist, and I'm going to rush into those wealthy mansions and start a killing spree, and in the end I'll be punished for treason without a place to die?

Naturally, there are many ways to take revenge..."

"Brother Fengmian thinks I'm a reckless man?" Lu Jing suddenly interrupted Nan Fengmian's words, raised his head, and his eyes were bright: "I killed Li Yushi on Wulong Street, and you warmed the wine to see me off, and you have to pay for me?" I take revenge as if I were doomed, as if I were an impulsive fool."

Seeing Lu Jing's eyes, Nan Fengmian frowned slightly: "Master Li Yu led someone to kill you. If he really killed you, under the law of Dafu, even if there was a prince to attack from it, the Li family would pay a lot, but Master Li Yu would not He will die, and the gun-wielding General Xiao Lou will not die either, and even what the Li family has paid, the Seventh Prince will make up for it... A dead genius is just a corpse."

"But you are different from the Li family in Xuandu. The law that seems to stand upright is a tool to strengthen the cloud. The court will not cause chaos because of you, nor will the law be messed up because of you. Rules, because you are alone, because you have no authority in life, even if you are extraordinary, how can you live when someone like the Seventh Prince holds the sword of law and wants you to die?"

"The law of Dafu will be turned into a guillotine. Even if there are people in the court who cherish talents, since the Holy King wants to sharpen the prince with the seventh prince, he will not stop the seventh prince because of your talent.

Lu Jing, this is why I think you must die. "

Hearing Nan Fengmian's words, Lu Jing also nodded slightly, then he suddenly raised his head and said with a smile, "Although the law of Dafu is heavy, it is not the most important law."

Nan Fengmian was startled suddenly, and the Xinggu real person around his waist also made a ringing sound, as if he was aroused by his mood.

Lu Jing looked up at the stars in the sky, but saw that the official star was already looming and about to disappear.

"Almost everyone thinks that I killed Li Yushi impulsively, that I committed a terrible crime, that I escaped death.

They think that I am a white person, and when I meet the Seventh Prince, Li Guanlong, and Chu Guogong, if I have some sense in me, I can protect myself, but now I have violated the Dafu law specially formulated for ordinary people like me, and the reasoning has been ruled out by the Seventh Prince. Because of the pulse, I lynched and killed people, so I will surely die. "

"But...why do everyone forget that in Taixuanjing, the Dafu law is not the most important, the guillotine forged by the law, sometimes even a monk at the peak of the seventh rank can cut it off.

But sometimes, it's not that sharp. "

The official star in the sky has completely disappeared.

However, Lu Jing was still looking at the dark sky: "I am white, so they killed me with the Dafu law that was specially made to strengthen the cloud for the princes and nobles.

But I still have my own support...Brother Fengmian, I don't think I will die...Do you believe it? "

When Lu Jing said this, he looked directly at Nan Fengmian.

Nan Fengmian also looked at Lu Jing, and after a few breaths, Nan Fengmian suddenly laughed, and said to Nan Xuehu beside him, "What are you doing in a daze, pour the wine quickly."

For some reason, Nan Xuehu, who was originally reluctant, quickly circulated his qi and blood at this moment, and the hot qi and blood fell on the wine pot, bursts of hot air and the aroma of wine billowed out from it.

He poured wine for Nan Fengmian and Lu Jing.

The two drink together.

Nan Fengmian looked sideways at the Taixuan Palace in the distance, and said, "No wonder you want to go there."

"It's just...why do you think someone like Shengjun would speak for you?"

Lu Jingdao: "The sage has the spirit of swallowing the sky, he wants to sit high in the sky, he wants to become the emperor among the immortals!"

"Mr. Yu Bo came to see him in court and wanted to untie the two swords of Suihan and Songbai, but the Holy King asked him to come to see him with swords.

And I don't know how many people in Taixuanjing say that I am the pride of the world, but in the past few months, I have been squeezed out a lot. Since the sage has the ambition to swallow the sky, why doesn't he love talent? "

Lu Jing asked.

Nan Fengmian replied: "Although there are very few people with extraordinary talents in the world, there are not many people who make the Holy King look sideways.

And...there are countless powerful people in the world, and although cultivation talent is important, among those who are truly at the peak of their cultivation, there are also those who were dull when they were young.

Lu Jing, if you think that with your talent, you can make Shengjun speak, I'm afraid it's too simple. "

Lu Jing shook his head: "If we only talk about this kind of talent, I will naturally not take risks, and naturally I will not be impulsive..."

"But... the people standing on the clouds think that I am just a white body, so I will fight for an authority to show them, and also show it to those who are higher than the law.

Since the talent I have shown is not enough, then I will be stronger! "

The light in Nan Fengmian's eyes suddenly became bright, and he also looked at Taixuanjing: "Tomorrow is the trial in front of the palace...tomorrow the Jingyin Mansion will open the case, and then arrest you...but you are already in Taixuan Palace?"

Lu Jing didn't say much anymore, just smiled at Nan Fengmian sincerely, and continued towards Taixuan Palace.

Nan Fengmian and Nan Xuehu looked at Lu Jing's receding back and stood where they were.

After a long time, Nan Xuehu suddenly said: "Even if he won the first test, is Lu Jing so sure that the Holy King can execute the heavenly edict?"

Nan Fengmian watched Lu Jing disappear into the distance...Suddenly felt that the energy and blood in Lu Jing's body were flowing, but there was a faint thunderbolt surging!

"It's only tomorrow, let's take a look... and you will know the result."

ps: I recommend a good friend's book, "God Becomes a Martial Saint in Another World", there is a portal behind it.

Transition chapter, why write this chapter, because there are still some readers who don't understand why Lu Jing killed Li Yushi, they always say that Li Yushi shouldn't be killed, the protagonist can't handle it, and say the protagonist is impulsive and brainless, here's a part of the answer .

As for the perspective of God, I feel that the Seventh Prince should sacrifice Li Yushi and the Li family instead of being an enemy of the protagonist. I don’t bother to explain. I hope you can find a book that suits your taste.

Also, I don't understand why the Seventh Prince must kill Lu Jing. I've written it seven or eight times, and I don't want to write it again.

Finally, I have mentioned the other fights between the Seventh Prince and the Crown Prince four or five times through many people, but some people still think that the Seventh Prince only had trouble with Lu Jing and did nothing else.

First of all, the vision is on the protagonist, and of course what the reader sees is at this level. I won't write about the detailed battle between the Seventh Prince and the Crown Prince in detail. Would you like to read it? Just know they're fighting.

That’s all, book friends who often read my replies to other people should also see that I have a good temper, but sometimes I have written some questions seven or eight times, but some people still can’t see the later chapters, and the long-winded speeches are sent out to mislead other readers. , still feel deeply powerless.

It can only be said that it is impossible for everyone to like a book. I wish you all a good book that suits your appetite.