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

Chapter 406 The broken-backed dog in the sky will bark, and the invincible prince on earth will thank you

The sapphire blue destiny radiates a dense brilliance that is still floating on Lu Jingjian.

The light of Siming's sword pierced Wang Nineteen's eyebrows.

The Yuanshen of the Qiankun monks is located in the Zhentang, which is thick and tall.

Lu Jing lives in the human world, and he is a great sage. The sword light is stimulating and the supernatural power is shining, which has its own mystery.

The grass-cutting knife in his hand was also stained with blood. With the overlord's wrath, he cut off the heads of the two heavenly visitors.

Wang Nineteen’s soul is dead, but for some reason it has not dissipated.

There was a haze in Yuan Shen's eyes. The haze was hazy but lingering. There was also thunder and lightning intertwined in it. It was the tribulation thunder.

The blazing calamity thunder also turned into the mountain that Wang Jiu moved, standing in this soul, gazing at the scene.

 Mountains look at land scenery, and land scenery looks at mountains.

 The people on the Dahuang Mountain were still looking at the land scenery when the clouds and mists subsided.

Zhou Boyuan looked at Dahuang Mountain in silence, and seemed to remember something. He quickly flipped through the yellowed book in his hand, and finally landed on the front page.

 There are four words clearly written on the top of that page.

　　【The truth of the world】.

 Under these four characters are the names of two people.

 One is the abbot of Daleiyin Temple, the Great Buddha on earth [You Tan Hua].

 The other one is written as "Mr. Shulou", "Young Jianjia", "Lu Jing", the person who shines on the two emperors' stars.

Zhou Boyuan did not hesitate and drew out Lu Jing's name from the piece of paper.

 He immediately turned to a new page and started writing.

 【Great Sage in the World】Lu Jing.

 —Inheriting his husband’s legacy, he is willing to be a gatekeeper in the world.

“A young man does not shun his ambition, never forget his heart, and always wipes his true heart. He is worthy of his Mr. Guanqi, and also worthy of his fourth Mr. Ji Shen’an.”

A look of respect flashed in Zhou Boyuan's eyes: "In that case, what's the harm in me writing a biography for you and making you famous?"

"Mr. Lu Jing is already famous all over the world, so why does Brother Zhou need to make him famous?" An Ruolu couldn't help but remind him when he heard Zhou Boyuan's raving.

Zhou Boyuan raised his head: "Three dynasties have experienced three spiritual tide battles, and the immortals have deprived the fruits of the spiritual tide three times. In the past years, so many mortal creatures have died under the authority of the immortals.

 After Dafu founded the country, the nobles in the court no longer worshiped the immortals in the sky because they saw through the greed of the immortals.

The nobles stopped worshiping, and the common people worshiped less and less.

 Even so, there are still countless people in the world who worship immortals.

Even among human practitioners, there are those who are like those in the Hengshan Temple. They know that immortals are like tigers and wolves, but they still admire them and worship them. "

An Ruolu didn't know why Zhou Boyuan mentioned this, but he nodded and said: "Since ancient times, the word "immortal" has always represented the unattainable and the otherworldly.

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Zhou Boyuan said: "So I plan to write a biography of Lu Jing. In this biography, I will write about how Lu Jing killed eight hundred immortals with one sword in the Valley of the Dead, and about how Lu Jing is guarding the gate and killing the guests in the sky on the Dahuang Mountain today. Also write about what the immortals in the sky are!"

An Ruolu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly frowned: "I'm afraid that the people will be frightened."

Zhou Boyuan snorted coldly: "The world will become a melting pot. Emperor Chongtian and King Zhu have already set up firewood and lit a fierce fire to cook the world.

The immortals in the sky live behind the Heavenly Palace and are counting the years in the human world.

 Except for the rich and prosperous places in the world, most of the people in the world have already been harmed by it. Some people have been displaced, some have no food to eat, and countless people have their bones buried in the loess and turned into unknown dust.

 The matter has come to this, so what’s the harm in letting them be a little frightened?

 You have to know some truth. "

An Ruolu became more and more frightened as he listened, saying: "The people have no hope, the world will be in turmoil, and you will be punished by two imperial courts.

Countless people will also die due to the turmoil. Brother Zhou, is it too early? "

Zhou Boyuan gathered strength at the tip of his pen and sighed: "I am just a monster, and I have been able to live for so many years. It is my chance to write down these many things.

 As for the timing…”

 He pointed to the deserted mountains: "It's time."

 On the Dahuang Mountain, Lu Jing took out something from the corpse of Wang Nineteen.

From an extremely long distance, An Ruolu could vaguely see this thing that was also shrouded in mist, which was an eye.

That eye was dripping with blood, and the eyelids were tightly closed, making it difficult to see clearly.

 But when Lu Jing stared into those eyes, a murderous aura suddenly flowed from them.

In an instant, the murderous aura overflowed and enveloped the entire deserted mountain.

"What it is?"

An Ruolu exclaimed.

Zhou Boyuan on the side said: "The spiritual tide is about to rise, and the Dao fruit trees on Dahuang Mountain will definitely grow.

 The time is getting late.

 The most miserable souls are the mortal creatures in the world. It is better to let them know whose hands they died than to die in ignorance. "

 An Ruolu’s frown deepened.

 He did not agree with Zhou Boyuan's words.

 Want to retort, but don’t know what to say.

Is it really better for these powerless creatures to know why they died?

Lu Jing stood in front of Wang Jiujiu's corpse and put away his evil eyes.

Wang Jiu's soul has not dissipated yet. The soul is covered with sword light, and the wisps of sword light are corroding the soul all the time.

 Obviously this soul cannot hold on for long.

Even if Wang Jiujiu is a figure who has reached the realm of heaven and earth, under the fate of the great sage in the world, there is no vitality in the sword energy.

In Lu Jing's eyes, Taiwei Yuan Sangong's magical power was radiating with brilliance. He looked at Wang Jiu's soul, and Wang Jiu's eyes still shone with some kind of unique light.

Lu Jing and Wang Jiu looked at each other and felt that there was another trace of spiritual thought in Wang Jiu's eyes.

In the depths of the spiritual mind, mist, mist, and bamboo trees cover the place, making it look like a fairyland.

A little curiosity arose in Lu Jing's heart. He ignored the gazes of the people around him and separated a ray of spiritual thought from his soul. In the blink of an eye, the divine thought flew into the eyes of Wang Jiu's soul and fell into the fairyland. location.

There, another Wang Jiujiu was sitting cross-legged in front of the table in the bamboo forest, holding a scroll in his hand.

 He seemed to feel spiritual thoughts approaching, and finally raised his head.

“Wang Jiu was not talking to himself before, he was talking to you.” Lu Jing suddenly realized.

Another Wang Jiujiu in the bamboo forest nodded and said: "He and I have the same mind. Even though we are separated by a sky tower and the distance between heaven and earth, we can understand each other's thoughts."

Lu Jing nodded with understanding: "So you are also a direct descendant of the Wang family of Langfeng City?"

“Not a direct lineage.” Another Wang Jiu said: “I have become an immortal. The Lord of Langfeng City gave me a sword-bearing gourd and ordered me to take charge of the criminal law of Langfeng City. I am a real immortal.

 Lu Jing, did you know that becoming an immortal is much better than you imagined?

Immortals can see the truth of heaven and earth, observe the principles of the universe, greatly increase their longevity, and every move they make is the principle of immortals. What's more, they can control the power of heaven and earth and become gods in the eyes of countless mortals in heaven and earth. Over the past long time, You can also get the true meaning of all the magic and magic.

There are 480 fairylands in the twelve buildings, five cities, and so on. I don’t know how many mortals are looking forward to becoming immortals, but you, the ungrateful mortal insects and ants, stick to this dilapidated human world, trying to rebel against the general trend..."

This immortal spoke calmly at first, but when he said this, he became more and more angry for some reason. He also threw the book in his hand on the table, and his originally peaceful eyes became sharp.

 Lu Jing became even more curious.

He killed the Qiankun King Nineteenth of the Wang family in Langfeng City. The Bamboo Forest Immortal who claimed to have the same mind as Wang Jiujiu had never been so angry.

But now, because Lu Jing ascended to heaven several times and fell to earth several times, he did not want to become an immortal in heaven, but this immortal became more and more angry.

Lu Jing’s spiritual thoughts emitted golden light, like a floating cloud, hanging in Wang Jiu’s eyes that were gradually dissipating.

 The figure of the Bamboo Forest Immortal is looming.

Lu Jing was silent for a moment and said: "I have crossed Tianguan once, and I have also been to Langfeng City.

It was discovered that the so-called immortal mortals in Langfeng City only lived thirty years... The vast majority of mortals could only reproduce, become slaves of immortals, and die in their prime.

Can the mortals in Langfeng City be able to cultivate to the realm of Qiankun? "

"This is the power of the spiritual tide." The Bamboo Forest Immortal tapped the table lightly and leaned forward.

He originally wanted to say something more, but Lu Jing interrupted him and asked: "In the heavenly fairyland, becoming an immortal is not that difficult. You only need to climb the stairs to become an immortal.

Even if you become an immortal after becoming an immortal, you will still be an immortal and have a long life.

However, people like Wang Nineteen are still mortals. Monks in the Qiankun Realm cannot become immortals. What kind of immortals are the many Zhaoxing Immortals in the sky? "

 Lu Jing seems to have got to the crux of the matter.

 The Bamboo Forest Immortal’s brows were tangled and his anger grew even stronger.

“King Nineteen carries the lives and longevity of more than 6,700 mortal children of my Wang family in Langfeng City.

 He has reached the realm of Qiankun and has not yet become an immortal. He is looking for an opportunity to be named the Lord of the Immortal Realm and take charge of a fairyland! "

When the Bamboo Forest Immortal said this, Lu Jing finally understood: "Becoming the Lord of the Immortal Realm is related to the more than 6,000 mortals of the Wang family in Langfeng City... If you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to guess that Wang Jiujiu became the Lord of the Immortal Realm. These more than 6,000 people Will mortals live longer?"

 The Bamboo Forest Immortal slowly stood up.

At this time, Wang Nineteen's spirit was increasingly fluttering in the wind and rain, and was about to disperse. Even the mysterious immortal figure was fluttering, as if it would be scattered like smoke and dust in the next moment.

“That’s right...it’s just Lu Jing, he came down from the mortal world and never made a move with you, but you killed him.

If he can plant a Tao fruit tree and return to heaven, he will go straight to the fairyland and truly become the savior of our Wang family in Langfeng City. "

Lu Jing listened quietly.

The Bamboo Forest Immortal's eyes showed murderous intent: "It has been too long since I became an Immortal. I participated in three spiritual tide wars and recaptured several mortal Dao fruits. The Wang family of Langfeng City became a wealthy family of mortals in Langfeng City from a house of slaves. .

I have devoted all my efforts to cultivate Wang Jiujiu and have high hopes for him. He is the hope of more than 6,700 mortals of the Wang family and the future generations of the Wang family..."

"After Tianque, if mortals don't become immortals, will they be like the Wang family, the previous slave family, just slaves of those immortals?" Lu Jing interrupted the Bamboo Forest Immortal's words, and slowly shook his head: "Maybe you said it too easily, mortals are three Those who die at the age of ten are not just slaves.

 I know that Tianque needs to drink the blood of mortal creatures to remain so tyrannical.

Those so-called immortals in the sky are actually the flesh and blood food of Tianque, Tianguan and even the entire twelve-story, five-city, four-hundred-and-eighty fairyland... Am I right? "

Lu Jingyuan Shen radiated radiance, and his spiritual thoughts were flowing. These many words almost came out of an instant.

The Bamboo Forest Immortal was stunned for a moment, then his expression suddenly calmed down. He looked directly at Lu Jing and whispered: "Mortals in the sky have a low life and weak bloodline. Naturally, they cannot bear the envelope of immortal energy, and they will naturally die faster.

When mortals in heaven die, returning the favor to the heaven and fairyland that feeds them is an act of great virtue.

 Lu Jing, heaven and earth, and even the entire universe, the truth of heaven and earth is neither increasing nor decreasing, neither more nor less.

Mortals in heaven live a hard life, but the lifespan of mortals on earth is too long and there are too many of them.

If mortals on earth have a lifespan of twenty years, and their number is only one in ten thousand today, then mortals in heaven will have a better life. "

 The Bamboo Forest Immortal stopped talking and didn't say much.

But Lu Jing raised his brows, and a ray of golden sword energy burst out from his spiritual thought. The sword energy hung high and illuminated the entire illusory bamboo forest.

 “Don’t you know the name of the immortal?”

The Bamboo Forest Immortal raised his head and said: "Several gentlemen in the library know my name. Even the one-armed Taoist priest and the one-eyed monk who serve under Emperor Chongtian in Taixuan Capital also remember my mysterious magic.

My name is Wang Baixuan, and soon the first Dao fruit will be planted on this deserted mountain. If you dare to shine the three stars on the Dao fruit tree, I will kill you at all costs. "

"Wang Baixuan?" Lu Jing turned his head and nodded.

But then his tone changed and he said coldly: "Even if you are Qiankun who has survived the sixth level of thunder tribulation, even if you are stronger than Wang Jiujiu who has survived the fourth level of thunder tribulation, you..."

"You are a dog with a broken spine after all. Your spine has been broken by the immortal. On your soul filled with thunder, there are only two words written on it, which is 'base slave'. The immortal oppresses the mortals in the sky, but you only dare to The mortals on the ground bared their teeth.”

"You actually already have the answer in your mind, but the power of the immortals in the sky is great, and you have achieved the status of an immortal with great opportunities, great luck, and great hardships. You actually feel that you are very different from the mortals of the Wang family, which is enough to look down on Lang. The mortals in the Windy City can even kill and rob the mortals on the ground.

 But when Wang Jiujiu becomes the master of the fairyland and the Wang family becomes the residents of the fairyland, your mortal background that you don't want to talk about will be better...Looking closely, it is just a ridiculous person who grins at his origin. "

Lu Jing spoke eloquently.

Wang Baixuan squinted his eyes and listened silently. It wasn't until Lu Jing finished speaking that he wanted to speak.

At this moment, the golden sword light condensed by Lu Jing's spiritual thoughts fell down at will, just like a wisp of the setting sun bringing up several jackdaws. Wang Nineteen's remaining soul was shattered in response, and Wang Jiu was also shattered together. Traces of Bai Xuan.

 The golden divine thoughts belong to Lu Jing Yuanshen.

 He suddenly understood why those true geniuses throughout the ages were reluctant to ascend to heaven and become immortals.

How can you be willing to be a slave if you have some courage?

  —

Lu Jing and Wang Baixuan seemed to have been talking for a long time, but their minds could only meet in the blink of an eye.

The young master Jiang Qi stood there, and he naturally saw Lu Jing looking into Wang Jiu's remnant eyes.

 But he was completely unwilling to pay attention to the mysterious immortal among them. Instead, he was quite interested in the eyes that Wang Jiu brought down.

“Is this eye a very dangerous thing brought down by these heavenly guests?”

“I don’t know which immortal’s eyes can be used as the seeds of the Taoist tree.”

The meaning in Young Master Jiang Qi's eyes was unclear, and then he suddenly laughed loudly and said: "The seeds from the sky are the seeds from the sky after all, and they have to be watered with immortal energy. Even if there is immortal energy, even if a Tao fruit tree does grow, the Tao fruit will still be there." It can only lead to the path of an immortal.

This is also an injustice between heaven and earth. Immortals can swallow the fruits of the spiritual tide in the human world, but their ways are completely different from those of human beings. "

"But... you have indeed done a great job in killing the heavenly guest. You have killed me in my heart, and you will be rewarded!"

Young Master Jiang Qi acted too casually. He wanted to kill Lu Jing just now, but now he raised his sleeves and threw something.

Lu Jing casually reached out and took the flying object in his hand.

　　 is a token.

"This is my guest token. There are countless guests in my house. The number of people in the world who have benefited from me is countless. It can be counted over decades. I have only given away three guest tokens. Lu Jing, if you have the courage, You can come and visit our great Qin, take a look at the scenery of our great Qin, and see the magnificence of our Yong Dadu. I will treat you as a guest at my table and personally pour you tea and wine."

“When the Tao fruit tree I planted sprouts, you may see the mysterious and majestic fruit tree and the treasures in it, and you may change your mind.”

 Master Jiang Qi’s smile became more and more heroic. He glanced at Yu Dongshen and said, “I can’t kill you today. The nineteen horsemen have been famous for a long time. I, the veteran general of Qin Dynasty, still need to pull out the soldiers.”

“Your Lutan Divine Spear is indeed a great opportunity. It is rare in the world. Lu Jing gives you this treasure, which is just in line with your courage and spirit.

 It's worth your risk to come and save him today. "

Yu Dongshen held the Lutan Divine Spear in his hand and felt the billowing energy and blood flowing out of the divine spear. The vitality spurted out with an unparalleled force, fearless and fearless, looking down on all the soldiers in the world.

For Yu Dongshen, this magic spear is his backbone and the foundation for his enlightenment.

"It is naturally a great opportunity for me, Yu Dongshen, that this gun can come into my hands. My eldest son, you invite Mr. Lu Jing to your northern Qin Yong capital. Today, I also invite you in front of the mountain wall to go to the three states of Chong'an. Take a look and see how vast and vast the Three Prefectures of Chong'an are, which have held back the Northern Qin army for decades, and also take a look at the ironclad character of my son, the Three Prefectures of Chong'an."

As Yu Dongshen spoke, he slung his silver spear behind him. His horse also stepped forward and came to Yu Dongshen.

Yu Dongshen got on his horse. He pulled the reins and faced Lu Jing. He first made an invitation gesture, as if he wanted to invite Lu Jing to go to the three states of Chong'an and the palace of Chong'an.

 But within the blink of an eye, Yu Dongshen showed doubts on his face, and something strange flashed in his eyes.

He patted the horse that sat down and said with a smile to Lu Jing: "Sir, it has been more than a year since we parted ways in Jiuyi Mountain. I am in the three states of Chong'an, but I have thought about how many times I should reunite with you. What a sight.

　　According to what I think in my heart, you and I should ride our horses and walk on the Shishi Mountain in the Three Prefectures of Chong'an, or walk in the sea of ​​flowers that is famous in the world, or we should sing to each other while drinking wine, scolding the poor people in the world, and looking down on the young men in the world.

 It's just...now is not the time. "

Yu Dongshen pointed far away in the direction of Taihua Mountain and said: "Dongshen will not invite you to visit the three states of Chong'an for the time being, just because the three states of Chong'an are about to be stormy now, and there are too many pairs of eyes staring at it.

Mr. Mr. came to Chong'an Sanzhou. With his temperament, I am afraid that he will get involved.

I don’t want my husband to see the faces of those who bully others, so I won’t invite you again this time.

 When the storm here is over, I will take a trip to the mountainous area and take a look at the scenery of Tianzhu in the past.

I just wonder if Mr. will stay in Taihua Mountain for a long time? "

 When Prince Jiangxi heard Yu Dongshen's words, he couldn't help but grin. He gave a thumbs up, just about to praise Yu Dongshen for his righteousness.

But when Lu Jingsi ordered the sword to be returned to its sheath, the sharp edge suddenly sharpened, but there was a cold light pouring down, which made the young master Jiangxi narrow his eyes.

Lu Jing first smiled and nodded, and then asked, "Is King Chong'an going to Taixuan Capital?"

Yu Dongshen nodded and replied: "The prince has stayed in the three states of Chong'an for too long. The bed restrained his spirit, his pride, and his anger.

Now that he has regained some strength, he wants to visit his old place again and visit Taixuanjing, which he has been away from for too long. "

"How much strength have you recovered? I think it's a return to glory, and the road ahead is bumpy. Maybe King Chong'an will die of exhaustion before he can reach Taixuanjing."

Master Wuji knew that King Chong'an had already descended the city wall after seeing Lu Jing kill the seven visitors from the sky, but he still did not dare to look in the direction of Chongshan City.

　　However, the head of the Northern Qin Family clenched his left fist tightly, almost suppressing the panic in his heart when he spoke such a sentence.

Yu Dongshen glanced at Mr. Wuji.

On the contrary, the old female general Su Nujiang on the side sneered: "If Admiral Baili hadn't protected you in that battle of Tianguan, you would have been killed long ago.

The prince's energy and blood were swept by the strong wind, so you dropped the famous sword in your hand and fled in a hurry.

I didn’t expect that when you returned to Northern Qin, you became the hero who besieged and killed my prince, which made me laugh. "

“After more than ten years, when you see my prince again, don’t hold on, just kneel down like you did just now, wouldn’t it be good?”

Su Nujiang is old, but her eyes are very clear. The contempt and ridicule in them immediately made Master Wuji's eyes darken like water.

"Suppress your emotions." The young master said, "In the past, your city was quite deep. Why are you so provocative today?"

“When I met my prince, his deep palace and half of the courage he had cultivated in his heart have been defeated and dispersed, so it is naturally easier to be happy.” Su Nujiang refused to give up.

Yu Dongshen did not stop him. He only saluted Lu Jing and then looked at the young master Jiang Qi: "My eldest son, the prince wants to go to Taixuan Jing alone."

The Crown Prince of Chong'an only said this and waved to Ning Yandong, who was stunned in the distance.

Ning Yandong had already been swept several miles away by the initial divine wave. Zhaoye he was holding was immediately filled with energy and blood, which was so thick that it turned into a high wall, protecting Ning Yandong.

Until then, Ning Yandong didn’t know that this white horse was so magical.

It wasn't until Yu Dongshen waved to him that Ning Yandong calmed down and quickly led Zhaoye to Lu Jing.

“Sir, Qixiang originally wanted to come with us, but my father is about to leave and I have to accompany him...”

"It doesn't matter." Lu Jing looked at Zhao Ye rushing towards him and said with a smile: "I live on Taihua Mountain now, not far from the three states of Chong'an. Qixiang can come to my small courtyard as a guest when he arrives."

Yu Dongshen smiled and nodded.

 The wind and rain on the deserted mountains have dispersed.

Not long ago, there was a heavy rain here, which illuminated many magical powers, blew thousands of sword auras, and suddenly appeared the sharp light of spears.

 In the end, those heavenly visitors died in the hands of Lu Jing, who claimed to be the gatekeeper of the human world.

The eldest son of the Northern Qin Dynasty and Yu Dongshen looked at each other and walked away.

 Gongsun Suyi wore a white fox mask and took a deep look at Lu Jing. Lu Jing felt a fist hitting his face.

 He knew that this young grandson of the Northern Qin Dynasty, who was as famous as Jing Wushuang, the Hou of Dafu Zhongshan, was well-deserved and had already reached the realm of the great dragon and elephant.

 In the realm of Zhaoxing Palace, there is still a huge gap between him and the great dragon-elephant monks.

“But it’s not a worthwhile trip to see the true talent of the world.

 I think the auspicious sign should be here. "

Lu Jing looked at the retreating figures of Young Master Jiang Qi and Gongsun Suyi, thinking deeply in his heart.

The seemingly naughty Baili Shi was holding a golden jian and was unhappy.

 He was one position behind Gongsun Suyi, so he didn’t know what he was thinking.

Gongsun Suyi noticed that Baili Wang was in something wrong, so he stopped and said, "Why are you so unhappy?"

Gongsun Suyi asked, and Baili Shi became more and more frustrated. I just said: "I am more than ten years older than him, and I have already set foot in Jade Palace, survived two thunder tribulations, and have a treasure like a golden jian in my hand, but I still return the enemy." But he is such a Zhaoxing monk!"

 “He is one of the most talented people in the world.” Gongsun Suyi could not help but comfort Baili Shi.

Baili Shi became more and more discouraged: "I am also the only one in the world."

Gongsun Suyi said: "He is as famous as me."

 Baili Shi was stunned for a moment, and then nodded like a deflated sheepskin raft: "The most talented people in this world are also divided into superiors and inferiors.

　　When I first heard his name, I was just curious, but now that I see him in person, I feel really admirable. "

 Master Wuji on the side did not frown when he heard Baili Shi's words: "He is different from me in the Northern Qin Dynasty, and he will definitely become an obstacle in the future."

Baili Shi shook his head: "He is a mortal, and so am I.

 But he can guard the door of the human world and kill the seven heavenly visitors whose eyes are higher than the top of his head, so he deserves my respect.

 As to whether it is an obstacle..."

Baili Shi adjusted his gaze and his eyes turned into determination: "Although he is a rare talent, he is still alone after all, and I am the general of Northern Qin, and I have 60,000 Feng Xueer Lang under my command!

I am in the army and can kill the big dragon and elephant with six levels of thunder calamity. He...cannot defeat me. How can I block the road by myself? "

  —

 In Chongshan City.

Yu Qianyi walked slowly, and Yu Qixiang supported Yu Qianyi as he walked in the city filled with yellow flowers.

The scent of yellow flowers is astonishing to his nose, but Yu Qixiang can't help but look behind him, wanting to see the top of the deserted mountain.

 There is no one on the top of Dahuang Mountain.

 The details are naturally invisible to Yu Qixiang's eyesight.

Seeing it was Yu Qian smiled and patted Yu Qixiang's arm, saying: "The Mr. Lu Jing you mentioned has gone down the mountain."

Yu Qixiang complained a little: "Brother finally took me to see Mr...."

Yu Gan shook his head: "I also want to see Mr. Lu Jing. Wouldn't it be better if you take me there?"

Yu Qixiang's expression suddenly changed and his steps stopped.

Yu Qian smiled and said: "I am trapped in bed. Mr. Lu Jing seems to have helped me a lot in Chong'an Sanzhou. I have to go to Taixuanjing and I want to thank him before that."

"Thank you?" Yu Qixiang rolled his eyes slightly and said, "I heard that the world's number one martial arts leader swept across all directions and never said thank you to anyone."

A smile appeared at the corner of Yu Qian's lips, and his eyes became gentler when he looked at Yu Qixiang: "At that time, I was still in my prime, invincible in the world, no one could benefit me, and no one could help me with what I couldn't do.

 Now that I am old, I know the kindness of others, and it is etiquette to say thank you to others. "

Yu Qixiang nodded deeply, quickly helped Yu Qian sit on the stone bench, and then ran quickly to fetch two horses.

"Grandpa Bai is still resting, and riding Grandpa Bai through the city makes a lot of noise..."

"Just ride on these two Northern horses." Yu Gan stood up and Yu Qixiang was about to help him get on the horse, but Yu Ganyi waved to him, came to a Northern horse and got on the horse.

His movements on the horse are still as skillful as when he was conquering all nations.

Yu Qixiang was dumbfounded. As he watched, two lines of tears welled up in his eyes.

“It’s a great thing for my father to get up. If my mother is in the three states of Chong’an...” Yu Qixiang thought in her heart.

As soon as Yu Gan sat on the horse, his body was straight, but his rickety and thin body could easily control the majestic Northland horse.

  —

 Lu Jing also went down to Dahuang Mountain.

  It's just that the direction is different from that of Yu Dongshen.

Ning Yandong still held the horse for him, and was still amazed.

"Coming to Dahuang Mountain with my husband really opened my eyes to a new world." This warrior, who has almost never been out of Taihua Mountain and whose duty is to guard the Tianzhu, never thought that he would be able to see so many legendary figures. characters.

"Now I just saw the rumored King Yu Qianyi of Chong'an on the city wall. He seems to be taller than the entire city wall."

Ning Yandong's eyes were full of reverence: "But Mr. Lu, how can that monk who wants to kill you be so strong? I watched with my own eyes as he yelled and a mountain peak was shattered.

The martial artist who stopped him must be a big shot. Every move he made was like a thunder whip, or like a torrent rushing over the embankment, the martial arts spirit soared into the sky, and even the clouds and mist were blown away. "

“I don’t know where the two of them went while fighting. Look at the thunder in the south. Is it the two of them fighting?”

Ning Yandong raised his hand and pointed in the distance, where there was indeed a dark cloud thundering.

“And that god, I don’t know where it came from...eh...Taoist Aunt Huang Long?”

Lu Jing also looked into the distance and saw a female Taoist wearing a yellow Taoist robe and holding a whisk peeking out from behind the rocks in the distance.

At this time, the female Taoist was called out, and she quickly walked out of the rock, looked around, and walked towards Lu Jing and Ning Yandong.

Lu Jing got off his horse and saluted Taoist Aunt Huang Long.

 He spent many days in Taihua Mountain, and naturally he also met Taoist Aunt Huang Long.

Taoist Aunt Huang Long guards the only Taoist temple on Taihua Mountain alone.

That Taoist temple is not magnificent and majestic. It is just an ordinary small Taoist temple. The name is not nice, and it even reveals a certain tackiness. The Taoist temple with yellow tiles cannot be called ethereal, let alone pure. .

Taoist Aunt Huang Long is actually called a Taoist nun, but in fact she is not very old, and is even a little immature, only in her early twenties.

If you think about it carefully, Taihua City, a place where the Tianzhu collapsed, can be said to be a land of outstanding people. There are city lords like Jiang Xianshi, and there are many tyrannical warriors who guard the Tianzhu. They have never left Taihua Mountain in their lives, such as Ning Yandong. , and there are Taoists like Taoist Aunt Huang Long. Although they are young, their cultivation has already reached the realm of shining stars.

more importantly…

The whisk held in Taoist Aunt Huang Long’s hand seems to be incompatible with her cultivation level of Zhaoxing.

“Why is the Taoist nun here on this deserted mountain?” Ning Yandong asked curiously.

Taoist Aunt Huang Long, however, looked tense and had no time to return the greeting to Lu Jing, so she hurriedly stepped behind Lu Jing.

Lu Jing and Ning Yandong looked into the distance and saw two more figures on the winding and rugged mountain road.

Those two figures are both incomparably noble. One of them should be the owner. He is dressed in rich clothes, with black hair hanging down, and a strange mark on his forehead.

Another female officer is one position behind the woman in front. She wears a high crown and black clothes. Although she looks old, she has a somewhat calm and powerful aura.

“Taoist Sister Huang Long, what happened?” Ning Yandong held the reins and asked with a frown.

"They want to **** my whisk." Taoist Aunt Huang Long is quite young. She has been guarding the Taoist temple on Taihua Mountain for a long time and has never seen the dangers in the world.

 At this time, he seemed to have been greatly wronged. When Ning Yandong asked, he pointed at the two people with a cry in his tone.

Ning Yandong was naturally protecting the people on Taihua Mountain, and his frown deepened.

"You little Taoist is so rude. I've told you that the fly whisk in your hand is the most precious treasure of my Gantong Temple in Nanzhao. It accidentally wandered somewhere else. Now that the rightful owner is here, why are you still blaming me?"

The woman in gorgeous clothes became furious when she saw Taoist Aunt Huang Long's aggrieved look. She put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "And why is it robbery? I...I didn't use force, and I didn't force you. You ran away before I finished speaking, so why did I reach out to grab you?"

 (End of this chapter)