If you can't be a son-in-law, you have to be sanctified

Chapter 223 It's Majestic, Bitter and Eternal
Especially in spring, dusk always comes quickly.

Before the sunlight evaporated the water vapor in the mountains, the sun had already fallen into the west mountain.

Once there is no sunshine, the spring days in February and March will be a bit cold.

The whistling cold wind carried a strong chill, blowing on the delicate face of the moon.

However, the evening always heralds the coming of night, and as the tornado brought the moon down on an unfamiliar mountain road, the already white face of the moon became even paler.

She is afraid of the mountains, the rugged mountain road, the cold wind, and the unknown night.

Therefore, the unremarkable woman in front of her stumbled and followed the ray of light revealed in the mountains, guessing the direction of Taixuanjing, and headed towards the bustling capital.

But soon, the light disappeared.

The spring breeze drives away the white fog, wandering on the mountain road, making the moon wheel not know how to move forward.

And she was also afraid that a mountain ghost would run out of the shadows of the mountains and plains, or a monster would jump out and swallow her in one gulp.

She shed tears in fear of these shadows, and hid in a crevice of a rock.

Yue Lun is a native of Qi State, lives in Qi State, grew up in Qi State, and once followed his father to worship the ghosts of Qi State, and also accidentally saw the blood sacrifice performed by King Qi Yuan. bigger.

but……

When the insects swimming in the cracks of the rocks crawled on her silk clothes, the moon did not even know how to breathe. She closed her eyes tightly and shivered.

The woman who left home inexplicably did not dare to make a sound, let alone move, because she vaguely heard footsteps approaching.

"Is it a savage bandit in the mountains, or a monster?"

Yuelun was trembling with fear, her slender eyelashes were still trembling.

But the footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if they were close at hand.

Moon Lun dared not open his eyes.

She was afraid that when she opened her eyes, she would see a pale face, or a mouth full of blood, and there might be sharp fangs all over it.

"what?"

But in the next moment, Yuelun heard someone speak, with surprise in his tone: "This is a strange thing."

Yuelun's expression also changed when she heard this voice, she slowly opened her eyes and looked along the gap between the rocks.

Night has fallen, darkness swallows everything, and the moon seems to be covered by clouds and mist, without a single ray of light.

In addition, Fang Cai kept his eyes closed all the time, and Yue Lun opened his eyes, and everything he saw was pitch black.

She couldn't see the appearance of the person speaking in front of her.

But Yuelun is very smart, she had heard this sound earlier when she was still in the sedan chair.

Yue Lun still remembered that she opened the curtain and looked at Yuan Kong.

In the distant sky, the blood-colored glow shone, and wrapped in the glow, a black figure was drawn at that time.

Standing in the sky with a knife, the figure spoke contemptuously to those monks whom she had feared so much.

"It's the murderous swordsman."

Moon Lun breathed a sigh of relief.

At the very least, it is much better than mountain ghosts and monsters
As early as at the place where the battle was just now, if the swordsman in green who was called Nan Fengmian by Master Gao Li wanted to kill her, he would have had many chances, but he didn't do it.

In the current dark night, meeting Nan Fengmian is the best result for Yuelun.

A burst of vitality suddenly ignited and turned into a flame.

The sudden light fell on Yuelun's eyes, making Yuelun who was used to the dark night unable to open his eyes.

It wasn't until she became familiar with the light that Yuelun saw Nan Fengmian's appearance under the firelight.

Nan Fengmian's black hair was tied behind his back, and half of his Tsing Yi was already stained red with blood, even a little black. The hideous wound hadn't been treated yet, and his flesh and blood rolled up, making him look a bit miserable.

But the swordsman's expression was as relaxed as before.

He found a willow branch from nowhere and put it in his mouth. The long knife around his waist seemed to be filled with spring breeze. Even a woman like Yue Luan who had never practiced could vaguely see the breeze blowing.

In addition... a gigantic beast floating in the air next to Nan Fengmian startled the moon.

It was a wolf, but it was much larger than ordinary wild wolves. The fangs protruding from its mouth were just as Moon Lun had imagined, and the thick tartar could not cover up the sharpness of the fangs.

After being frightened, Yue Luan felt a little more at ease, because this gigantic monster, which was more than one foot long, was dead.

Its throat was cut by a knife sharper than his fangs, and blood flowed on its fur, which turned black.

"Why are you here?"

Nan Fengmian frowned, pointed in another direction and said, "That's Taixuanjing."

Yuelun stretched out the back of his dusty hand and wiped his face.

The moon's face, which had been lightly made up, suddenly faded.

Nan Fengmian pointed to the distance, and continued walking.

Yue Lun didn't hesitate, and quickly got out from the gap between the rocks, and followed Nan Fengmian.

She lowered her head cautiously and followed Nan Fengmian step by step, walking dozens of steps.

"What are you doing with me?"

Nan Fengmian stopped, turned around and raised his eyebrows: "You are from the Qi Kingdom, I have killed all the guards of the Qi Kingdom, are you not afraid of me?"

Moon Lun stood where she was, nodded timidly, but didn't speak.

Nan Fengmian thought that the moon wheel would not follow her, so she turned around and walked a few steps, then stopped again.

He took a closer look at the moon wheel, and suddenly realized: "That's right, you haven't cultivated yet, and it's already night. If you just walk the mountain road like this, you will probably lose your life."

Nan Fengmian looked around while speaking, and then looked at the gap in the rock where the moon wheel had just escaped in the distance.

"Your status is extraordinary, you only need to wait for a few hours, not tomorrow, maybe in a few quarters of an hour, someone will naturally come looking for you."

"You go in, I'll grab some mist and spring breeze for you, blow away your human smell, and cover your figure."

Nan Fengmian decided to lend a helping hand to the disfigured woman in front of her.

Moonlight shook her head.

Nan Fengmian frowned, turned around and walked forward, but the woman still followed behind.

"Are you dependent on me?"

Nan Fengmian raised his head to look at the sky, then looked down at his own wounds, and the soul was completely withered because of the sword that defeated the Seven Star Sword Seat.

At this time, riding the wind, ascending to the void, the breath is exposed, but it is easier to be noticed by others.

But what kind of person is Nan Fengmian?
If he wanted to get rid of the woman behind him, it would be effortless.

But the weak woman behind her staggered forward, and her body trembled because of the sound of a wolf howling from afar.

Driven by the heroic spirit in his heart, Nan Fengmian simply sat down on the spot and lit another bonfire of vitality.

He took out a small knife and peeled the skin finely.

Whether it was when he was traveling the world or when he was in Bei Qin, he had peeled off the fur of countless wild animals, and he was already familiar with it.

Along the skin and flesh gaps, the diaphragm, and the texture of the fascia, the knife in Nan Fengmian's hand danced between the skin and the flesh. In a short while, the most tender piece of meat on the giant wolf was cooked by Nan Fengmian and suspended. Roast on the campfire.

The warmth emanating from the bonfire also made the moon that had already been shivering less difficult.

She was sitting by the campfire, hugging her legs, weeping, and staring closely at the giant wolf that Nan Fengmian was cooking.

On weekdays, even if she accidentally saw the Qi State Blood Sacrifice, she still couldn't see these bloody scenes.

It's just that today, Yue Luan was afraid that if she slacked off, the swordsman in Tsing Yi would disappear in a blink of an eye.

The reason why Nan Fengmian didn't kill the woman in front of him was because she didn't practice cultivation.

The reason why he killed the monks of the Qi Kingdom was because he didn't want to see the evil prince of the Qi Kingdom in the Hengshan Mansion gain power and continue to kill innocent people.

But as early as in the battle, Nan Fengmian had already sensed that the woman in the sedan chair had no strength to restrain a chicken, and she was not some unrivaled monk.

He was not a pedantic swordsman originally, but he felt that he would be sorry for the famous sword in his waist by killing weak women with Xinggu real person.

In addition, Jixia Jiange sent the Seven Star Sword Seat with the Seven Star Sword to protect her, and even the Sword Master of Qi State was still brewing a sword intent in the Seven Star Sword, which shows that this woman's identity is extraordinary.

At the very least, it is much higher than the Seven Star Sword.

Nan Fengmian wanted to go south with a saber, and to see the world's rivers and mountains, but it didn't mean that he wanted to betray the great adversity, or become a bandit.

In his heart, he still hopes that Dafu will be strong and prosperous, and that the people of Dafu will be better.

Killing several monks of the Qi Kingdom was because he was indifferent to the evil deeds of the Hengshan Mansion by the officials of the court, and it was his punishment for the evil prince.

But this woman has no cultivation, and the immaturity and fear in her eyes are not fake in the eyes of Nan Fengmian, who has seen all kinds of people in the world.

Because of these many reasons, Nan Fengmian never killed her, and even set up a bonfire in the dark night and roasted a piece of wolf meat.

Yuelun looked at Nan Fengmian who was focusing on the barbecue, but she was still a little afraid of the man with the knife in front of her.

She really didn't understand why there was an inexplicable order from the Qi court to send her, the daughter of a small border official, to go to Taixuanjing.

"Father guessed that he wanted to send me to a certain Lord Dafu in Taixuanjing..."

This speculation is very consistent with Yuelun's impression of King Qi Yuan.

She still deeply remembers that when she left home and got into the sedan chair, the scorching sun was hanging in the sky, and the bright sunlight spread on the road, from one end to the other.

It was originally a superb view.

But that day, my mother was standing inside the threshold, crying with her head down, her shoulders shrugged, and she would have passed out if she hadn't been supported by a few aunts.

Her father smiled obsequiously at the senior official who came to pick her up, but there was no smile in his eyes, just like when he practiced swords on weekdays.

At that time, Yuelun felt that the road ahead could not see the end at a glance.

Crossing the country, the road is long, but the years always pass by.

Yuelun understands that when she sits on the sedan chair, it will be a lifetime between the sedan chair's stops and stops.

If she wants to see her parents again, it may be Yun Ni's wish.

"My lord... your injury?"

Yue Luan suddenly remembered something, she became weaker and weaker due to many things today, her voice was powerless, but it was still moving like a bird's song.

Nan Fengmian took a knife and cut off a piece of roasted meat, threw it to Yuelun, and landed on Yuelun's skirt.

If it was at home, Yue Luan might still feel sorry for her gorgeous dress, but at this time, she didn't care much, picked up the meat from the hem of the skirt, and fell from her hand again because it was too hot.

Nan Fengmian didn't say much, the wound looked hideous and terrifying, but in fact, a lot of vitality had entered it, and it would recover soon.

Yue Luan looked at the meat on the skirt, the meat was close at hand, and the smell was not delicious, but it took away Yue Luan's mind.

The woman who had never been so far away from home raised her head with difficulty, thought for a while, and said: "My lord, can you use that knife?"

Nan Fengmian thought that Yue Luan wanted to use this small knife because he thought the piece of meat in front of him was too big to eat, but he didn't refuse, and casually threw the knife over.

The knife landed precisely on the piece of meat.

Yuelun pulled out the knife, wiped the knife carefully with the clean hem of her clothes, and immediately stretched out her left hand, rolled up the white gauze sleeve, revealing her white arm that shone brightly under the firelight.

Nan Fengmian still bit the willow branch, the bitterness from the willow branch made his wound less painful.

Nan Fengmian was a little puzzled by the behavior of the moon in front of him. He frowned and was about to ask, but the woman in front of him had already dropped his knife.

The knife entered her arm, and drops of blood flowed out, falling down her elbow.

Yuelun bit her lip, her face became paler, and her eyes were filled with tears from the pain.

She raised her head to keep her tears from falling, and stretched her arm forward again, blood dripping on the piece of wolf meat.

Nan Fengmian looked at Yuelun's actions, and muttered, "What's the matter? Is there something wrong with all Qi people? Do you want to eat meat mixed with blood?"

Hearing Nan Fengmian's words, Yuelun couldn't help but feel her arm hurt even more. She pressed the wound and looked at Nan Fengmian: "My lord... my blood has some... miraculous effects. If you eat this piece of meat, your injury will become worse." Get better faster."

Nan Fengmian didn't believe it.

The vitality in his eyes was condensed, and the faint starlight appeared in the sky and also fell in his eyes.

There is both vitality and starlight, but the flesh stained with the blood of the moon not far away is still ordinary, and there is not even the slightest vitality flowing in it.

Seeing Nan Fengmian's indifference, Yuelun couldn't help feeling anxious, she hurriedly said: "My lord, I'm not lying..."

When she spoke, there was still some grievance in her eyes.

Nan Fengmian was as casual as ever, even if he sensed the grievance in Yue Luan's eyes, he still shook his head casually.

"I'm not one of those evil people who worship ghosts in Qi State. This injury is just a minor injury. Even if your blood is a panacea, I don't want to drink it."

Lunar knot.

This is her own secret. Ever since she inadvertently discovered that her blood could save a dying cat, Yue Lun has kept it secret. Even her parents don't know about it.

There are too many treacherous things in Qi State, especially it does not mean good things.

In other words, apart from her, Nan Fengmian was the first person to know this secret.

But... the man who was still carrying a serious injury in front of him seemed to be a bit out of control.

At this moment……

Xinggu real person suddenly heard a soft cry, and a gust of wind flowed out from Xinggu real person, rolled up the piece of wolf meat, and landed in front of Nan Fengmian's eyes.

Nan Fengmian gently stroked Xinggu real person, frowning and looking at the wolf meat in front of him.

"It can also heal the injury of the primordial spirit?"

He thought for a while, then saw Yuelun's hopeful gaze, and sensed that Master Xinggu was also urging him.

So, in the early years, he was struggling in the world. If he was more pedantic, he would not survive the current Nan Fengmian, so he compromised.

He spat out the willow branch in his mouth, picked up the piece of flesh stained with the blood of the moon, and took a bite.

Nan Fengmian's white teeth were also stained red on the blood-stained wolf meat.

But the wolf meat fell into the belly.

All of a sudden, Nan Fengmian felt that the starlight from the stars in the sky seemed to be much more intense.

The vitality in the mountains flowed in a hurry, and almost melted into his soul like water.

The blood of the moon wheel swallowed by him has long since disappeared, but his primordial spirit has changed.

Rays of primordial spirit burst out, and the primordial spirit, which was damaged by the terrifying knife, became radiant in an instant if he took the elixir.

At the same time, the flesh and blood on the wound on Nan Fengmian's right shoulder was still twitching, just like a martial arts monk whose qi and blood turned into a god, a new granulation sprouted in an instant, and the dim blood faded.

Flesh has been born, and then flesh is born.

The wound on Nan Fengmian's right shoulder disappeared in an instant, and the skin became smooth as new.

"It turned out to be...really?"

Nan Fengmian looked at her right shoulder, and then looked up at the moon.

There was still grievance in Yuelun's eyes, but her chin slightly raised, as if she was talking to Nan Fengmian...

"Look, I'm not some abnormal Qi people."

Seeing Yue Lun's expression, Nan Fengmian couldn't help laughing, and then looked at Yue Lun's arm.

"Your blood can't heal your own injuries?"

Nan Fengmian probed into the room, and already had an extra pill in his hand.

"This is the Tengxue Pill brewed by the Taoists on Zhenwu Mountain. It is naturally not as magical as your blood, but it is still a panacea. You can try it."

Nan Fengmian became much softer this time, and circulated a stream of vitality to send the elixir to the moon.

Yuelun endured the pain and took off the elixir in the air, and swallowed the elixir.

The elixir was imported, but the wound on the moon wheel remained unchanged.

Her wound was not deep. People with ordinary injuries who ate the flesh and blood elixir of Zhenwu Mountain, although it cannot be called the living dead, human flesh and bones, or the rebirth of a severed limb, but even if the wound is two or three times wider, it can still be treated instantly. Stopping the bleeding will never be useless.

Nan Fengmian was injured by the Seven Star Sword, and eating this Tengxue Pill can stop the bleeding, but this moon...

He didn't think much about it, he just cut off his own robe, mixed some vitality, and stepped forward to cover the wound of the moon wheel.

The wound wasn't deep, so even if he couldn't recover immediately by taking medicine, as long as the bleeding was stopped, it wouldn't be a serious problem.

"Your talent is different from ordinary people, and you still have to hide these things on weekdays."

Nan Fengmian bandaged the wound for Moon Wheel.

Yuelun sensed Nan Fengmian's breath, but she didn't think it was ambiguous, she was still staring at the wolf meat in front of her.

Nan Fengmian naturally noticed Yuelun's gaze, and cut another piece of meat for Yuelun, put it on the knife and handed it to her.

Yuelun took a small bite, and besides being hot, an unspeakable fishy smell filled his mouth.

But she still ate firmly.

Only when you are full will you have the strength to go home...

Yes, after this incident, Yue Lun had other ideas in her heart.

"Everyone who sent me to Dafu is dead, maybe there are no bones left, if I can go home quietly..."

Yuelun thought of this, and her eyes fell on Nan Fengmian.

Nan Fengmian sat cross-legged, wiping the real Xinggu in his hand.

At this moment, Yue Lun couldn't help being very grateful to Nan Fengmian.

If Nan Fengmian hadn't been there, she might have arrived in Taixuanjing by now, or she might have entered a certain old mansion and became a gift.

Yuelun plucked up her courage and said to Nan Fengmian, "My lord..."

"You don't want to enter Xuandu?" Nan Fengmian didn't lift his head.

Moon Lun was startled and nodded hastily.

"Then where do you want to go?" Nan Fengmian asked again.

Yuelun wrinkled her nose and lowered her head: "I want to go home."

Nan Fengmian also paused when he wiped the Xinggu real person.

"If I can walk to Jianghuai Road, I can go south by boat..."

"Do you have money for the boat?" Nan Fengmian interrupted the moon.

Just as Yuelun was about to nod her head, she remembered that the sedan chair had fallen into the mountain and disappeared without a trace.

She fell silent and said, "There is always a way."

"Why do you need to go home? You can be escorted by such a strong man, and when you enter Taixuanjing, there will always be a rich and wealthy person waiting for you." Nan Fengmian squinted his eyes: "Are you also a wealthy family in Qi State? ?”

"My father is just a small border official. He is a clean and honest official. It is difficult to support a family of six with his salary alone and not go hungry. He can't be called rich."

Nan Fengmian became interested in an instant, and said to Yuelun, "Then why do you insist on going home?"

Yuelun took a deep breath and said, "When I left home, I once told my mother that there is still a day to see you again.

But at that time, I knew very well that once I entered Taixuanjing, the day of goodbye would be far away.

Now that I have the opportunity, no glory or wealth is better than being with my family. "

Nan Fengmian tilted his head, and put the rubbed Xinggu real person back into the scabbard: "Parting and reunion are the only ways in life. If you get used to parting, you don't need to be sad anymore."

Yuelun heard Nan Fengmian's words, her eyes were full of disappointment, she lowered her head, she felt that the way home was farther, and seeing her parents again might be hopeless in this life.

Two or three breaths passed.

Nan Fengmian's voice suddenly came: "Let's go."

"Huh?" Yue Lun raised her head suddenly, with surprise on her face stained with tears and dust.

"I'm used to parting, but I've always been unwilling to be a good teacher, and I don't know how to persuade others to get used to parting.

In addition, your blood has cured the serious injury of my primordial spirit, so I will take you for a ride. "

Yuelun got up in a hurry, but because she stepped on the hem of her skirt, her center of gravity became unstable and she fell to the side.

A breeze circulated, supporting the body of Moon Wheel.

Nan Fengmian stepped forward to support the moon wheel: "It's just that it's quite troublesome to have a woman by my side."

Yue Lun was afraid that Nan Fengmian would change his mind, so he hurriedly said, "My lord, when I was at home, I was not a pampered young lady. I knew how to cook and serve tea..."

Nanfengmian moves forward.

Yuelun followed Nan Fengmian, and the two disappeared into the night.

So in this world, there are two more people walking together.

People walking together will change the lives of two people.

The swordsman with the knife, the daughter of a small official on the border of Qi, may be insignificant in this chaotic world, but in some moments, they shine brighter than the stars in the sky.

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Lu Jing opened his eyes and found himself lying in front of a flowing water.

There is also a horse not far away.

It was the famous horse Zhao Ye that Nan Fengmian had always been thinking about giving him.

This famous horse was just like the rumors, with a faint jade-colored light exuding from its body.

It is especially prosperous at night when you can't see your fingers, just like a horse carved from jade.

The light of Zhao Ye reflected in the night, which also made Yuanshen feel great pain at this moment. Lu Jing, who was blackened in front of his eyes, saw a figure washing his sword by the river not far away.

The figure in Lu Jing's eyes was a bit blurry, but the aura emanating from the White Deer Sword in his hand entered Lu Jing's mind directly, making Lu Jing recognize that it was you.

It was Xuanyi Sword Armor.

"you're awake?"

"Senior Sword Armor."

Lu Jing struggled to get up, but he only felt his body go weak, and he could only sit up with all his strength, and his head was extremely heavy.

"The god you visualized is quite miraculous. If there was no god, I'm afraid you would have died in your dream."

Xuanyi Jianjia squatted by the river to wash his sword.

Lu Jing sat not far away, lowered his head, and visualized King Daming.

Great Sage Yantian, King of Ming Dynasty, appeared in Lu Jing's mind, followed by strange rays of light, shining on Lu Jing's primordial spirit.

At this time, Lu Jing felt the tragedy of his soul.

Cracks spread all over his primordial spirit, and the nine divine fires had never been extinguished, but were on the verge of extinguishing, and the light was weak.

Lu Jing was also a little unbearable for the pain brought out by his soul.

Lu Jing Yuanshen had been injured many times, but this was the heaviest one.

Just like Xuanyi Sword Armor said, Lu Jing forcibly held the magic technique and the two swords of Bailu. Even if Lu Jing finally subdued these two swords, Lu Jing was seriously injured.

If it weren't for Lu Jing's Daming King Yantian Great Sage Conception with mysterious ideas, and if the visualized Daming King hadn't become more solid with Lu Jing's Yuanshen realm, he might have died.

"However, I am surprised that there is a young swordsman like you in Taixuanjing.

I thought that in Taixuanjing, there were no famous swords, let alone real swordsmen. "

Xuanyi Jianjia finished washing the White Deer Sword, and then carefully wiped the White Deer with his long sleeves, his eyes focused and serious.

"The reason why I wash the sword is because I don't like your divine sense of chopping off the white deer with your hand."

Lu Jing came back to his senses.

The divine sense he cut off was the divine sense of the Seventh Prince Yu Xuanlou.

"This place is not far from Taixuanjing. I once made an oath that if there is no real important matter, I will never step into Taixuanjing, so I won't see you off."

Xuanyi Jianjia stood up, the black robe on his body fluttering with the wind, and as he gently reached out his hands, the two swords of Bailu and Shenshu flew into the sky, swinging slightly, as if saying goodbye to Lu Jing.

Lu Jing wanted to salute the two swords, but he couldn't get up due to the severe pain in his body.

With a wave of the long sleeves of the Xuanyi sword armor, it appeared in front of him like a sword case made of white jade.

The two world famous swords turned into two beams of light, flew into the white jade sword box and disappeared.

The leader of the world's swordsmanship carried the white jade sword box behind his back.

"If you can realize my sword energy rises from Bishan, and you can perform magic skills and white deer, we will meet again between you and me."

Vaguely, Lu Jing seemed to see an epee surging behind the only person in the big fuss.

"I wanted to take you away, but there are always many shackles in the affairs of the world, so I can't do it rashly.

I can also see that in this giant city behind us, you have many ties to step forward, and you cannot escape easily. "

The swordsman leader looked at the prosperous Taixuanjing in front of him.

Hearing his words, Lu Jing couldn't help thinking of Qingyue, Sheng Zi, Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Jiu in the library, and his colleagues and his students.

In Taixuanjing, he did have a lot of entanglements, and he couldn't just walk away.

Moreover, Lu Jing vaguely realized that among the surging waves in Taixuanjing, there was a surging wave that seemed to be moving around him.

He wanted to leave Taixuanjing, how should he escape from that raging tide?

It still needs... to be stronger.

"You still have a lot of time. If possible, you might as well get out of Taixuanjing, leave this bustling cage, and take a look at the vast world. This will definitely benefit your swordsmanship."

"This world may seem small, but it is actually quite vast.

There is an old candle dragon on Luolong Island in the sea. The Great Candle King of the Northern Qin Dynasty sharpened his sword eagerly, but he really sharpened a good knife, which may be even more powerful than the domineering general.

The Great Buddha on Earth in Daleiyin Temple, Banyan Emperor in Landa Temple, the Lord of Zhenwu Mountain, the first son of the Hebei family in Hedong, the new master of Taihao Quexin, the Sword Saint of Qi, the old man of Hengshan... I don’t know how many strong men are waiting for you to hold the sword. Go, sharpen the blade.

The sword does not sharpen, it only falls in the bustling place, after all, it is a little immature. "

Xuanyi Sword Armor seemed to have a good impression of Lu Jing, and there was an implicit teaching in his words.

Lu Jing raised his head vigorously and asked, "Senior, may I know your name?"

The Xuanyi Sword Armor did not hesitate, and said, "My name is... Shang Min."

Everyone in the world knows that the leader of swordsmanship is a member of Dafu Taixuanjing, who also wore white clothes, and is the brightest star in the entire Taixuanjing.

Later, unknown to what happened, the Sword Armor of the World took off his white clothes, returned the famous sword Jianmang bestowed on him by Dafu, and walked out of Taixuan Jing with bare hands. Afterwards, no one saw him return to Taixuan.

Taixuanjing was proud of three things, and since then one of them has been missing.

Later, he entered Lutan, entered the fairyland, and became the leader of the world's swordsmanship.

The name of Sword Armor of the World seems to have become a taboo in Taixuanjing, and many ancient books have already referred to him as the head of swordsmanship. Even Lu Jing, who is familiar with hundreds of classics, does not know his real name.

But today, the number one swordsman in the world personally told Lu Jing his name, which was also remembered by Lu Jing.

"The mountains are high and the roads are far away. There must be many beautiful scenery. In the future, I will definitely go out of Taixuanjing and have a look at the world."

Lu Jing thought so in his heart.

However, Shang Min seemed to see through what Lu Jing was thinking: "I want to see the world, but I also want to see myself in the world.

For you, if you want to get out of Taixuanjing, it may not be the obstacles in front of you that block the way.

You hold a sword and use a sword, which suits my taste. In the future, you will leave Xuandu, and I can help you, even if it is to support the younger generation.

At that time, we will naturally meet again. "

This passage was not said by Shang Min, but a divine thought fell into Lu Jing's mind like flowing water.

"It's not just obstacles blocking the way?" Lu Jing realized something, and was about to ask, but the negative sword and sword armor waved his sleeves.

The wide sleeves waved, and the horse Zhaoye raised its hooves and let out a neigh.

This Zhaoye Mingma turned his head to look at Lu Jing, and the jade color on his body became more brilliant.

"This is a good horse. The swordsman driving the mountain ghost is not worthy of it. Tonight, it will carry you into Taixuanjing. Tomorrow night, whether you can subdue Zhao Ye or not depends on your ability." .”

Shang Min's voice came into Lu Jing's mind, and Lu Jing only felt that his primordial spirit was getting heavier and heavier, and it was unsustainable.

He wanted to say goodbye to the senior who had helped him a lot in front of him, but he was unable to speak out.

The scene in front of him became more and more blurred until it was completely dark.

The sword armor and the sword walked into the void, glanced at Lu Jing, and looked up as if falling into the study building through many distances.

In the study building, Mr. Guanqi and Madman Chu are also looking up at the sky.

The black-clothed sword armor nodded to the two of them, and Madman Chu nodded in return, but he saw Mr. Qi Guan who had been sitting in front of the table stand up solemnly, with his arms wide open, then his palms folded, and he bowed down.

He... seems to be thanking Jianjia Shangmin.

The white jade sword box behind Shang Min glowed, his eyes pondered for a moment, and he looked at Lu Jing on Zhao Ye's back in the distance.

Lu Jing was sleeping on Zhaoye, and Zhaoye headed towards Taixuanjing.

"If you want to rely on evil to become enlightened, you have to enter the Mountain of Hundred Ghosts, so what if you become a Yama?"

"However... opportunistic people."

Shang Min whispered to himself: "In front of me...don't do anything sneaky."

Just as the Xuanyi sword armor was talking to himself.

In addition to Lu Jing, there is also a seven-star sword and a famous sword Mountain Ghost above Zhao Ye.

Sword armor Shangmin did not forget to put the saber and sword on the horse. In his eyes, this was the trophy of Lu Jing and Nan Fengmian.

But at this moment, the knife mountain ghost seemed normal, but the eyes on the knife handle ghost's head were shining with a faint brilliance.

Lu Jing's consciousness sank into the darkness, hazy, psychedelic, and muddled.

The great sage Yantian, king of Ming Dynasty, shone a golden light and fell on his soul, which seemed to be recovering slowly.

However, this time the injury was different from the previous ones, and it was even more severe. The last time Li Guanlong punched down, Lu Jing was also injured, but the injury that time was much lighter than today.

Because of this, Lu Jing, whose consciousness sank into the darkness, shouldn't have found out anything.

Until his hazy and dark consciousness, streaks of blood flowed out, and more bones emerged.

Mimi blood, piles of bones, casting a palace.

There is also a throne in the palace, and on the throne sits an extremely majestic king wearing a high crown.

Where the king rests, a hell of flesh and blood can be seen...

Lu Jing saw that in the hell of flesh and blood, countless bones were climbing up, countless souls were screaming, blood and flesh fused together, emitting a stench, and a raging fire was burning inside.

And the majestic king rested with one hand on his cheek and closed his eyes.

When Lu Jing's consciousness looked at him, the majestic king opened his eyes and slowly straightened up.

The crown on the top of his head covered his eyes, and two of them looked like they didn't belong to the world, as if they were staring at Lu Jing.

"King Qi Yuan!"

Lu Jing recognized the flesh and blood hell, also recognized the terrifying palace, and naturally recognized the king on the throne.

In an instant, the hell of flesh and blood under King Qi Yuan's feet began to spread in the darkness, trying to... devour Lu Jing!
Lu Jing couldn't feel where his body was, but he felt that his consciousness seemed to be swallowed by the hell of flesh and blood and was about to sink into it.

One after another, white bones crawled onto his consciousness, and one after another of unjust souls opened their distorted jaws and swallowed him completely.

"Evil King!"

Lu Jing's hazy consciousness became sober because of the more terrifying pain.

He wanted to draw out his sword, but a sword intent flowed in the darkness, but it didn't work, as if he was cutting into nothingness.

"Under the guilt, you can turn into a bone in this king's flesh and blood hell!"

King Qi Yuan's majestic voice came, not like evil at all, but like a god-man unparalleled in the world.

God ordered that Lu Jing actually turned into a bone and sank into the hell of flesh and blood.

Outside the darkness, Xuanyi Sword Armor stared at Zhao Ye who had already gone away, and a sword aura was aroused between his fingers.

The sword's air flow was about to land on the Daoshan ghost.

Suddenly, a golden light emanated from Lu Jing's body...

"Awe-inspiring Qi?" Xuanyi Jianjia raised his eyebrows slightly: "At such a young age, apart from being a master of swordsmanship, he also cultivated awe-inspiring energy?"

in the dark.

There is also a golden light shining out.

"Sword Qi cannot cut down the evil far away in the sky."

Under the golden light, righteousness circulated like a rainbow, and flesh and blood grew on Lu Jing's white bones, turning into a human form.

The golden light formed the pen, ink and paper, and the table case.

So, a young scholar with golden light all over his body sat in front of the table, writing and writing.

"It's majestic, bitter and eternal!"

(End of this chapter)