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

Chapter 245 The Immortal Wisdom Man Lu Jing
The wind and clouds gathered in the middle of the river, and the people who gathered in this disaster place were not only the powerful and many dragons.

The sage king sitting high in Taixuanjing issued an edict that, except for the Northern Qin Dynasty, all heroes from all countries in the world can enter the middle of the river to seize the opportunity to seize that Lutan.

This world is too vast. Even under continuous wars and frequent natural disasters, people are dying all the time, but those ordinary creatures are still struggling to live and reproduce, so that this place will not be too lonely.

The more people there are, the more geniuses there will be.

Lianye, the Buddha son of Landa Temple, still wears the string of black beads around his neck. He has clear features, but his eyes look very deep.

One of the Buddhist disciples of Landa Temple, the monk who wanted to kill himself was standing on a high place, looking down at the refugees in the distance.

This is the southern part of Hezhong Road, but in a majestic city, there is a steady stream of disaster victims lined up in a long line that can't be seen at a glance, heading for the distance.

Lian E frowned. He had no fear of killing in his life, but seeing so many victims of the disaster were starving, pale and emaciated, he still felt a little strange.

The eyes of many victims are full of reluctance for their homeland, but they can only embark on the road of fleeing famine.

To stay in their native land, they have to feed on corpses.

The biggest difference between humans and livestock is probably that they never cannibalize unless it is absolutely necessary.

But Lian E believes that perhaps after traveling thousands of miles, there will be many more people who have no other choice among these disaster victims.

"I've never been to Dafu before. All the officials in Qi State say that Dafu is strong, rich, and prosperous. When it comes to wealth, no one in the world can compare with Dafu."

Lian E, the son of Buddha, is not alone at this time. Not far away from him is the Qin Festival An Nijing in the Hengshan Temple, whose clothes are fluttering, and a Guqin is floating beside him, looking at some children not far away.

It was Qi Hanzhang, the young calligrapher of Qi State, who talked to Lian E, the Buddha son.

Qi Hanzhang was wearing a black long gown and a high crown of Confucian scholars of Qi State on his head. He was full of bookishness.

Said to be a juvenile calligraphy sage, Qi Hanzhang is only two or three years away from him.

The reason why the word "juvenile" is added before "Sage of Calligraphy" is because Qi Hanzhang was already famous in the country of Qi when he was 15 years old, and he was famous all over the world for his calligraphy at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

So in the state of Qi, scholars and adults all called him the sage of juvenile calligraphy from then on.

This has been called for ten years. Everyone in the world knows that there is a young calligrapher who cultivates Yuanshen in Qi State. , but also by Donghe Guoshu Sheng, that is, the world-renowned calligraphy No. [-] Jia, passed on the dragon-style brushwork, and became famous.

Qi Hanzhang, the juvenile book sage of Qi State, and An Nijing, the qin festival of Hengshan Temple, also entered Hezhong Road, and met Lianye Buddha by accident. The three of them went together to look for the trace of Lutan.

At this time, the Qin Festival in the Hengshan Temple was looking at several children.

The children were big and small, and the youngest looked no more than three years old. He was sitting on the ground and crying loudly. He must be very hungry.

They had no adults to take care of them, and the other older children were at a loss, one of them was scolding, some were crying with the young child, and some were coaxing him in low voices.

An Nijing has natural curly hair, which hangs over her shoulders, and has a quiet demeanor, especially her small cherry lips inlaid on her porcelain white face. Although it can't be called alluring, it has a unique flavor.

At this moment, the woman pursed her lips, seeing countless victims walking numbly into the distance, without even looking at the children, she walked down the high place and walked all the way towards the children.

A touch of tenderness flashed in the eyes of Qi Hanzhang, the juvenile book sage.

Lian E, the Buddha's son, clasped his palms together: "It is rare to have a compassionate heart in the heart of Qin Ji."

The tenderness in Qi Hanzhang's eyes was even worse, he nodded and said: "I grew up with Ni Jing, but later she worshiped in the Hengshan Temple and became a temple zither festival, her heart became more and more kind, like a pure white girl.

I've been wandering around for a long time, but nothing has been done so far. "

Lian'e glanced at Qi Hanzhang lightly: "Hanzhang's benefactor, don't apologize. If you don't follow the way of the imperial examination and enter the court of Qi State with your cultivation and talents, you are at least a fifth-rank court official."

When Qi Hanzhang heard Lian E mentioning the terrifying Qi State court, a chill could not help flashing through his heart, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

He shook his head to himself, but didn't answer.

An Nijing walked all the way to those children, and took out a bag of dry food between her hands.

Some refugees had bad eyesight, but when they saw the white guqin floating out of nowhere next to An Nijing, they didn't dare to approach it.

Time passed, An Nijing talked to those children for a long time, and finally watched the children go away.

"If I had known that the Hezhong Road was in such a state, I would have brought more food."

When Qi Hanzhang and Lian E came to An Nijing's side.

There was still some regret in An Nijing's eyes: "I have always heard that the Dafu River Middle Road was hit by a disaster, but I never thought it would be so serious."

"How much dry food can one or two universe treasures hold?"

Qi Hanzhang said: "The road in the river is vast, and there are probably tens of millions, even tens of millions of people affected by the disaster. What if we bring more dry food?"

An Nijing fell silent, and she said after a long time: "This big fu...is very different from what I imagined."

Lian E who was on the side heard what An Nijing said, but smiled slightly: "When the Hezhong Road is over, the two of you can go to Gyeonggi Province, Sunan Province, Jiangnan Province, Beichuan Province... and even Taixuanjing to have a look.

At that time, the two of you will realize that Dafu is still Dafu, and it is still prosperous and shining in the sun. "

The young scholar of Qi State also sighed: "Actually, in the final analysis, we are Qi people, and Qi State has been swept away by evil, how can we have the face to comment on this great atrocity?"

An Nijing didn't agree with Qi Hanzhang's words, her voice was soft but firm: "Even though Qi Kingdom was swept by evil, there were never so many people.

There are many bones beside the road in the river, which is shocking.

Dafu court, don't you just ignore it? "

"The drought lasted for too long. Originally, it was only in the west of the middle of the river. It started two years ago, but it spread to the whole of the middle of the river.

Perhaps, the Dafu court was caught off guard, after all... a disaster affecting tens of millions of people is enough to pull a big country into a quagmire. "

Qi Hanzhang said: "As for Taixuanjing... I have wanted to go for a long time. It is said that there is a young gentleman who is excellent in both calligraphy and painting in Taixuanjing. , how exactly."

The white guqin next to An Nijing made an inexplicable sound of plucking the strings.

"Before I came to Hezhong Road, the Qi State Court issued a king's order, ordering that if we could meet that Lu Jing on Hezhong Road, we would cut off his head.

Jixia Jiange Kaiyang Sword Seat even made an oath to kill, Brother Hanzhang, you go to him to learn calligraphy, if the prince in Taixuanjing finds out, I'm afraid it will cause disaster. "

Qi Hanzhang rubbed his fingertips and said: "Although I am dissatisfied with the court of Qi State.

But after all, I am a native of Qi, Gu Chenxiao is the prince of Qi, Qixing Jianzuo, and Shangui Gaoli are all strong men of Qi, so I have my own sense of propriety in my heart, and I still have to find an explanation from him. "

When he said this, some inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes.

"It's just... that Lu Jing is too young, so I would be ashamed to ask him for an explanation at my age."

Lian'e, the Buddha's disciple, did not agree with Qi Hanzhang's words, and shook his head and said, "Being born before Tianjiao is a kind of fate in itself, and Hanzhang's benefactor is older than that Lu Jing, which is also an advantage. Why embarrass it?"

An Nijing looked at Lian E curiously, and asked: "Master, have you seen that Lu Jing?
Is Lu Jing's talent really as extraordinary as the rumors say? "

Lian E smiled casually: "Lu Jing is very talented, but he acts too impulsively. One day, he will die under his own impulsiveness."

"Or... Lu Jing deserves me to take off the precepts Buddhist beads, the primordial spirit shines on the stars, and become the way of killing precepts."

Hearing Lian'e's words, Qi Hanzhang and An Nijing couldn't help looking at the Buddhist beads between Lian'e's neck.

"It is rumored that Master Lian'e is born with a vajra murderous aura. If he is not cultivated enough to control the vajra murderous aura, he will be trapped by the vajra murderous aura and become a demon who only knows how to kill."

"The abbot of the Landa Temple put on this commandment Buddhist bead for him, suppressing his own vajra murderous aura, and also suppressed most of his cultivation, let him practice the killing Buddha Dharma, and slowly transform the vajra murderous aura for his own use.

So only in very rare occasions, Master Lian'e would take off the commandment beads and face the enemy in full bloom..."

An Nijing's spiritual sense transmitted sound and fell into Qi Hanzhang's mind.

Only then did Qi Hanzhang suddenly realize.

"It's no wonder that at first glance, the world-famous Buddhist disciples of the Landa Temple only have the cultivation of divine fire.

I also heard that he once accompanied Li Guanlong from Shaozhu Kingdom to Zhuxing Mountain to find Yu Qixiang, the daughter of King Chong'an.

I am also deeply surprised, the realm of Shenhuo...how can I get to Candle Star Mountain. "

With this in mind, Qi Hanzhang rolled his eyes and asked Master Lianye: "It sounds like there is some gap between Master and the young leader of Dafu?"

"The poor monk doesn't kill people in the middle of nowhere." Lian'e didn't change his face: "Since you uphold the Dharma of Wrath, you should kill all the people in the world who should be killed. Even if you sweep the world, you can also achieve yourself."

"Then Lu Jing should be killed?" An Nijing couldn't help asking.

"It should be killed." Lian E cut the gold and cut the iron: "Someone has already repented, and he draws his sword to kill him, so naturally he should be killed."

"It's just that the current him is not worthy of me taking off the precepts beads. Wait until he becomes stronger..."

The Buddha in Lantuo Temple was straightforward, but Qi Hanzhang was a little surprised: "Lu Jing is Mr. Shulou, and he is also a famous Tianjiao in Dafu. Master killed Lu Jing, so he is not afraid of other disasters?"

"Even if you hold the method of wrath, if you are afraid of disaster, how can you achieve great success?"

Master Lianye's eyes were firm, and then he secretly said in his heart: "Besides... Midi fell into a dream, and he saw the sky above the study building, the day and night were turning, the bright stars were falling, the tall buildings withered, and the mountains and rivers gradually became barren. If it dries up, the library will not last long, so why be afraid?"

Hearing Master Lianye's words, the young scholar's eyes moved, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

An Nijing, however, still looked at the team of victims like a hundred-mile snake, bowed her head and said nothing.

It was also at this time that a red cloud of mist drifted from the sky.

An Nijing, who was originally silent, suddenly froze, and immediately raised her head.

Lian'e and Qi Hanzhang noticed the strangeness of An Nijing, and followed An Nijing's gaze to look into the sky.

But the clouds and mist drifted away, and there was a white-clothed immortal in the sky, gathering blood-colored mist.

Another immortal stood on the cloud, looking down at the continuous fleeing team like An Nijing.

The fairy's eyes were full of interest, and he didn't know what he saw, but he actually walked down to the mortal world, just like An Nijing.

She took out a white flower from her bosom and placed it on a dying person who was lying on the side of the road.

The man seemed to be tortured by illness, coupled with hunger, there was no life in his eyes.

He gasped for breath, opened his eyes and looked at the sky, motionless...

The fairy handed the white flower, and the dying man looked at the white flower with difficulty, and when he saw the white flower, he wanted to stretch out his hand to catch the white flower, so as to satisfy his hunger.

The immortal bowed down, holding the white flower, motionless.

The dying man raised his hand with difficulty, and then his body froze, and his hand fell down feebly.

The white flower in the immortal's hand suddenly burst out with a strange force, a trace of blood mist drifted out from the body of the person who had just died, fell into the white flower, and turned into crimson.

The immortal picked up the flower that had been dyed crimson, glanced at it with admiration, and shook the flower in his hand towards another immortal who was gathering blood mist in the sky.

The fairy in the sky smiled slightly, and immediately turned around to look at An Nijing.

Qi Hanzhang and Lian E looked solemn.

An Nijing still had the scene just now in her mind, but when the immortal looked at her, she still showed excitement, took a step forward, and saluted the immortal.

Qi Hanzhang and Lian E looked at each other, and followed An Nijing to salute.

"The Hengshan temple worships immortals, and the old man Hengshan also inherits the teachings of immortals, and is also one of the most powerful immortals.

The temple is dedicated to immortals, and the Nijing is also the qin sacrifice of the Hengshan Temple. Seeing the immortals falling into the world, I was a little excited. "

Qi Hanzhang thought so in his heart.

Looking up at the clouds, the excited Anijing was about to offer sacrifices with the sound of the zither, but the immortal in the sky nodded to Anijing, then turned her head and walked into the thick blood-colored mist.

The same is true for the immortals on the ground, holding the red flowers in their hands, stepping into the clouds.

At this moment, An Nijing seemed to have heard something, and her eyes were still a little dazed.

Qi Hanzhang looked at her curiously.

An Nijing hesitated for a while, then glanced at Lian E again, and said: "These two immortals are destined by the heavens and have no time to do other things. They ordered me...to find that Lu Jing first."

"Looking for Lu Jing? The immortals in the sky also want Lu Jing's life?"

Qi Hanzhang raised his eyebrows slightly.

The rise of a generation of geniuses must step through countless bones and disasters, but... it is not easy to attract the attention of fallen immortals.

"It's not about wanting his life."

An Nijing hesitated: "Lu Jing seems to be a person of immortal wisdom. A fairy, a fairy seems to have taken a fancy to him, and wants to... take him to the fairyland with the help of the blood mist, and inherit the law of the fairy."

"A man of immortal wisdom!" Qi Hanzhang's voice suddenly rose.

Lian E frowned, but said nothing.

"Even a person of immortal wisdom, there is absolutely no reason for an immortal to lead him to heaven."

Qi Han and Zhang Zeze were amazed: "This Lu scene is really surprising."

Lian E, the Buddha's son, smiled indifferently: "It's lucky for Lu Jing to be favored by the immortals.

He is inherently talented, if he can obtain the method of the immortal, he will be able to reach the sky in one step. "

"If he can really ascend to the sky, what's the problem if I fight against him?"

"It's just... the court of Qi State ordered the two of you to kill Lu Jing, but this immortal asked Qin Ji to find Lu Jing, but he didn't know you two..."

An Nijing turned her head to look at the guqin used in the sacrifice, and thought of the blood-colored flower in the hand of the fairy, feeling a little strange in her heart.

But in the end, her eyes remained firm.

"Hengshan Temple offers sacrifices to the twelfth floor and five cities. If we can get the magic of immortals again, it will be a good thing for Qi.

What kind of chance is it for a mortal to ascend to the sky?If I bring this opportunity to Lu Jing, the enmity between Lu Jing and Qi Guo will naturally be resolved, and he will be able to make friends with such a wise and wise person.

This is not a bad thing for Qi Guo. "

While An Nijing was stroking her sleeves, a divine thought controlled the vitality, and it blew up smoke and dust all over the sky.

The dust fell, burying the mortals who had just died.

"That wisp of blood mist dyes red and white flowers, and the blood of mortals has become a plaything in the hands of immortals. It should... be considered a blessing."

A little unbearable flashed in An Nijing's eyes.

Qi Hanzhang, who was at the side, saw An Nijing's eyes, and remembered the demeanor of an immortal in the sky just now... After a few moments of silence, Qi Hanzhang's eyes finally turned into tenderness.

"I'll accompany you to find him, to announce the good news for him, and also to discuss the way of calligraphy with Lu Jing. This way is lonely, and it is also a good thing to be friends with people of the same way."

"Happy news?" Lian E thought of Lu Jing's light-supporting sword spirit born out of Mr. Si's sword spirit in the world, and Mr. Guanqi who was punished by the fairyland in the sky...

He clasped his palms together and said: "Lian'e also went with the two of you, let's see where the big fugitive young leader has gone now."

……

In a dark mountain stream, three real dragons and five flood dragons were dripping with blood.

Lu Jing's face was still pale at the moment, but his expression became more serious.

The Rain Calling Sword shone with golden thunder, turned into a ray of aurora, mixed with blazing sword energy, and flew across the mountain stream.

There is also a dragon pan array in this mountain stream.

It's just that this dragon formation is much smaller than the dragon formation outside the original Xiahe Dragon Palace, but it also condenses a blood-colored orb.

And those dragons are the dragons guarding the blood sacrifice formation.

The world is vast, and all the dragons in the Northern Qin Dynasty were captured by the soldiers sent by the Candle King. Some became precious medicines, and some became mounts for the strong.

Because of this, the number of Dafulong is the highest in the world.

In addition, Taichong Longjun has the status of Tianlong, and Taichonghai Prince has an edict, so naturally there are many dragons gathered.

It's just... the real dragons who are used to being domineering and despising thousands of creatures in the world never thought that one day, there will be a young man with a sword who will cut off the blood formation and their lives.

"Lu Jing! Do you want to be at odds with my Dragon Clan?"

There was a real dragon entrenched in the mountain stream. When his breath was weak, he saw that Lu Jing on the side of the mountain had already taken out a falling dragon bow. He drew the bow and arrow without using any supernatural powers. The thunder of the law turned into a golden long arrow.

"Thousands of creatures can die under this dragon pan formation, but you long insects can't die?"

Lu Jing frowned, his eyes fell on the real dragon that was still alive, and the dense bones in the mountain stream...

He couldn't bear to see it.

"The court of Dafu must have a plan! Otherwise, it will never allow the blood sacrifice formation to do evil like this."

His eyes were indifferent, and the imprint of Guanghan was imprinted on the long thunder arrow, and the stars twinkled in the sky. The long thunder arrow flew out and easily killed the real dragon.

"But...it is a big plan, but it has to be paid for with countless lives... How are the princes in the Dafu court different from demons?"

"In January, No. 17 real dragons, the sixth dragon belongs to the blood sacrifice formation."

When the real dragon died completely.

The Rain Calling Sword flew over, and the three dragon balls were carried in the light of the sword, and were put away by Lu Jing.

"Such a lot of treasures are of no use to me. When I return to Taixuanjing, I can build a few more philanthropic halls."

While thinking about it, Lu Jing took out a pen and paper, and wrote on the straw paper.

"Daoqing Township Shuangfeng Mountain Stream in the middle of the river, dragons belong to cast blood sacrifice formations, and there are real dragons that cannibalize people. Lu Jing cuts them with a sword."

"Among them, the dragons are all under the jurisdiction of Xiyunhai, you should... blame the Xiyun Dragon King!"

pen.

Lu Jing took out another thin volume that hadn't been bound but was randomly sewn together, and put the straw paper in it.

"Sir, let me see the world, it's not enough to see it with my eyes alone.

Since it is unavoidable, let's be a bit more arrogant, count the crimes of the blood sacrifice formation, and kill them as a law enforcement officer! "

"Sir is right, a young man should be strong, and his blood should be hotter.

Always be humble, others will not necessarily respect you and fear you.

If you go to him with blood on your sword, they will have to respect and be afraid. "

Lu Jing put away the falling dragon bow, not far away, a dragon was trembling.

Zhao Ye raised his head and walked up to Jiaolong's body, Lu Jing looked down at Jiaolong and said, "Let's go to the next place."

……

Time passed quickly, and soon... The news that Lu Jing was chasing the real dragon everywhere reached the ears of many people.

What was even more surprising was that Lu Jingyuan's spirit was dim, and he seemed to be seriously injured.

But even so, he was still able to slay the real dragon and break the dragon formation, which made many strong people who had heard of Lu Jing's name couldn't help but doubt...

This Lu Jing... Has he broken the boundary again?
But if Lu Jing breaks through again, won't he step into the star-shine realm?
The starlight?
"Sure enough, Mr. Lu Jing also came to Hezhong Road."

Yu Qixiang stood on top of a giant anaconda that was about to turn into a dragon, and the giant anaconda didn't dare to breathe.

"I sneaked to Hezhong Road, if my mother found out, it would be very bad.

Sister, this worm said that there are also many powerful people in the dragon family of the world who are rushing to Hezhong Road and want to kill Mr. Lu Jing.

Why don't you go with me to find Mr. I have been dreaming about Gushe Shenren on Gushe Mountain for many days, who can also protect Mr. Ichigo. "

Yu Qixiang shouted loudly, and a woman in white clothes looked at Yu Qixiang helplessly in the distance.

Your sister and I are also a long worm.

Yu Qixiang was still young, but she wasn't stupid. She immediately reacted when she saw the white-clothed woman's eyes.

She quickly jumped off the giant anaconda and came to the woman in white: "Sister, don't blame me, I'm not talking about you.

You are different from them. They rush to jump over the dragon gate, become longer insects, and flow with those so-called noble dragons, and eat more weak people. "

"Sister, you are not a dragon, you are higher than Longmen."

ps: It's a new month, I haven't asked for a monthly pass for a long time, everyone has a vote to vote for, crab.

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