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

Chapter 409 Nanfeng Mian Titou, the leader of mountaineering martial arts, went to Xuandu alone

At some point a five-story tower appeared on Taihua Mountain.

The tall tower stands on the edge of Taihua Mountain, towering into the sky.

This tower seemed to stand up overnight. Suddenly one day the clouds and fog dispersed. In addition to the tower, there were many courtyards scattered around the tower.

 This is actually a good thing for the people of Taihua City.

The top of Taihua Mountain is not far from Taihua City, because the owner of this tower is Mr. Lu, who previously opened an elementary school next to the city lord's mansion.

Since the tower was erected, Mr. Lu moved the elementary school to the small courtyard under the tower. The green bricks and green tiles of the small courtyard did not seem to match the not-so-green Taihua Mountain, but the people on Taihua Mountain have always been Don't care about this.

 It is already a great thing to have a decent school to teach and educate people.

 It is a pity that now the person who teaches elementary school is no longer Mr. Lu, but a young scholar named Wei Jingzhe.

 After only a short period of half a month, many people discovered that the equally young Mr. Wei also had extraordinary knowledge and insight. He was humble and approachable in his daily life, and could often convince young children with just a few words when talking about Mongolian knowledge.

There are also scholars from Taihua Mountain who went to attend the classes at the school. When they came back, they said that Mr. Wei did not look like a sour scholar who had no ears to hear what was happening outside the window and only read the books of sages. Instead, he seemed to be from a poor background and his words were always very down-to-earth. , in his words, knowledge is not unattainable, but is closely related to everything in the world.

This actually made the people on Taihua Mountain even happier.

For this inexplicable extra tall tower and the courtyard under the tower, I also have sincere respect in my heart.

After all, there are so many turmoils these days. Who doesn’t want to save some money, lest the fire of Qin in the north really spreads all over the world?

On the contrary, it is indeed a respectable thing for Mr. Lu and Mr. Wei under this tower to teach and educate people without being restricted.

Not only the people in Taihua City, but also Taoist Aunt Huang Long thought it was a good thing that City Lord Jiang went all the way to Taixuan Capital to invite Mr. Lu Jing back.

The urchins in the city have a place to go, and they can still read and practice calligraphy. If Taihua City really disappears in the future, the people in Taihua City are fortunate to be able to save their lives and be scattered everywhere, so they can have a little more vitality.

"If you want to teach the urchins in Taihua City and the scholars in Taihua City who want to take scientific examinations, the three or five courtyards under the Cultivation Tower are enough."

Jiang Xianshi was holding a pot of wine and standing on a high rock, looking up at the towering Slimming Tower.

The Slimming Tower is not thin, but rather broad. The top of the tower is like a cover, the tower is like a bottle, and it is simple and majestic.

The top of the tower is bordered by green glazed tiles, and the tower body is made of gray-white marble with simple carved patterns. It cannot be called luxurious, but it has a sense of solemnity.

 Indeed, how can a place where knowledge is buried be less solemn?

Especially at this moment, when the sun was about to set in the west, the clouds drifting towards the west suddenly parted. The sun's rays rushed out from between the two clouds, and the beam of light fell clearly on the self-cultivation tower, making Jiang Xianshi more and more excited. pride.

Who would have thought that one day the Library Slim Tower would be located on Taihua Mountain?

Even though the world-famous Mr. Guanqi in the Cultivation Tower is no longer there, and all twelve gentlemen in the library are gone, the classics in it still carry the world's knowledge.

 With these classics, this self-cultivation tower, and Mr. Lu Jing, maybe one day a new library will really be built in Taihua Mountain.

The fire of knowledge is endless, and those who devote themselves to teaching and educating people will always have great merits.

"There's no rush. It's easy to build a few courtyards, and it's actually not difficult to build a few academies. It's just that Taihua Mountain is no longer the Tianzhu of the past. If it really **** off Taixuan Jing, even this eternal mountain won't be able to withstand it. Emperor Chongtian got up from Taixuan Palace and took a closer look.

“What’s more, no matter how high a building is built, it will be in vain if there are no teachers.”

Lu Jingzai personally washed the horse's body for Zhao Ye. Today, it galloped with Xu Wugui in Taihua Mountain, and its body was stained with a lot of mud, making this majestic and mysterious white horse a little gray.

"And I...at least wait until I go one step further and step into the eighth realm."

When Lu Jing said this, his eyes brightened a little.

When Jiang Xianxi heard Lu Jing’s words, he finally remembered that even if Mr. Lu Jing could defeat an Eight-level Celestial being like Baili Shi head-on, he would still cultivate according to the Xingxing Palace.

Hingong Sword Mountain is as sharp as the red rainbow in the sky, but there is still room to go further.

"Mr. Lu can defeat Baili Shi at the Star Palace realm. If he can survive the thunder tribulation, the Yuan Shen Chunyang, I wonder what will happen."

Jiang Xianshi was thinking this, but suddenly a smile appeared on his face.

Seeing that Lu Jing had finally washed Zhaoye's hair, he stepped forward and handed the wine bottle in his hand to Lu Jing.

Lu Jing took off the stopper of the bottle and took a sip of wine. Suddenly he thought of his old friends.

Nan Fengmian was far away in Qi State. King Yu Qianyi of Chong'an said that he had a great opportunity, but the great opportunity was followed by great disaster.

“I wonder if King Qi Yuan will really come to kill King Chong’an.”

Lu Jing was thinking in his heart, and then took out another letter from his arms.

 The letter was written by Chen Xuanwu.

More than three years have passed in a flash, and it has been three years since Chen Xuanwu went to Taihao Que. Thinking about it carefully, except for the period when he went to Hezhong Road, Chen Xuanwu would always send him a letter every two or three months. letter.

 Chen Xuanwu's letters are mostly trivial, and occasionally he talks about his time in Taihao Palace.

Listening to what Chen Xuanwu said, Taihao Palace was really too boring. Except for his two unsmiling masters, no one came to the Taihao statue.

Perhaps because there was no one to relieve his boredom, Chen Xuanwu almost ended every letter by inviting Lu Jing to visit Taihao Palace.

 Just in the past three years, Lu Jingduo has been disturbed by worldly affairs. There are many people in the world who want to take his life, and there are also many people who want to trap him somewhere.

So today, after Lu Jing read Chen Xuanwu's thousand-word letter again, some thoughts suddenly came to his mind.

“Taihao Palace is located southwest of Taixuanjing, some distance away from Taihua Mountain. In the past, traveling long distances would inevitably reveal your whereabouts, and I’m afraid someone would plot against you.

 But now…”

Lu Jing remembered the arrival of Yu Qian, the king of Chong'an.

He raised his eyes and looked around, only to feel that the three states of Chong'an were covered with rain. The martial arts leader who once dominated the world was about to set off to go to Taixuan Capital in person.

There are four hundred and eighty wonderlands in five cities and twelve floors in the sky.

There are two large imperial courts on the ground, and thousands of practitioners who enter the hall almost all have their eyes on the three states of Chong'an.

 “This is an opportunity.”

"The King of Chong'an wants to go to Taixuan Jing alone. The most powerful people in the world want to see how the King of Chong'an Yu Qianyi, who has been depleted of energy and blood for more than ten years and finally got up from the bed, is still alive. There is some strength.

 Some of them respected him, some just stood by and watched, but most of them wanted to kill him.

“But I don’t know why King Zhou An insisted on going to Taixuanjing.”

 Lu Jing had mixed thoughts in his mind.

 He had great respect for King Chong'an and knew that there would be many killings and catastrophes on the way to Taixuanjing.

 Characters like Yu Ganyi should not die in the hands of those who block the road.

And because of Nan Fengmian's incident, Lu Jing was hoping that King Qi Yuan would actually come and block King Chong'an's way.

"I don't know whether the four young masters Jiangqi, Gongsun Suyi, Baili Shi, and Jing Wuji fell into the ambush. Among them are two big dragon elephants, two eight-level experts who have survived the second thunder tribulation... but I wonder if King Chong’an can bear it.”

Lu Jing's mind was racing with thoughts. He was fascinated by the floating clouds in the sky. After a long time, he saw Zhao Ye grazing with his head down. The wind was blowing and his horse's mane was fluttering. It reminded him of when he was on the Hezhong Road. The scene of the east wind blowing into Dragon Burial City.

The east wind blew into the dragon-slaying field... At that time, the long sword in his hand was cold, and three million sword energy flew up, killing all the real dragons that came to kill him.

"How can I always hide on Taihua Mountain? Since Brother Xuanwu is not afraid of getting involved with me, why should I go and see him?"

 Lu Jing thought secretly.

Jiang Xianshi was very noble, and he didn't look like the lord of a dilapidated mountain city.

The brocade clothes he wore were not luxurious, but the aura about him was like that of a nobleman. He stood next to Lu Jing and saw Lu Jing looking at the floating clouds in the distance. He thought that Lu Jing felt lonely on the mountain, so he took the initiative to say: "The mountain gates of several aristocratic families in the east of the river have collapsed. , even the surrounding rivers stopped flowing inexplicably.

It is said that a mysterious strong man came from the east of the river. He brought a blue bird with him, and also brought the clouds and seas to clear dust and the mountains and rivers to be full of shadows.

 In front of aristocratic families, he would often block the door alone so that no one could get out. "

Jiang Xianshi said with a sigh in his tone: "The world is vast, with billions of living beings, tens of millions of miles in length. Now the spiritual tide is about to rise, and it is inevitable that these truly strong men will appear."

"For example, this mysterious strong man went to Hedong to block the door. Because of him, several hidden mountain people from the Hedong family died, and several heads of the family were seriously injured. In the end, it was the Cuiwei mountain person from the Wang family who returned from Taixuanjing Yangsheng Academy. , In addition, Mr. Cui, a monk from the Cui family in Qinghe, returned to Qinghe Mountain from Qingshui Temple, so he was driven out of Hedong Road, and he was not killed. "

“This incident has had a heavy repercussions. At the very least, the reputation that the eight great families in Hedong had just cultivated in Taixuan Jing has been damaged a lot.”

When Jiang Xianshi said this, there was a sly smile in his eyes: "And it is said that the original disciples of the library were dissatisfied with the Yangsheng Academy occupying the original library, and they were even more dissatisfied with the ideas of the Eight Great Masters of Hedong. There have been many conflicts.

The eight families in Hedong want to become the home of Dafu Scholars, but I'm afraid it's not that easy. "

Lu Jingdao: "The eight great families in Hedong have a sub-sage, which has consumed nine points of their luck.

 In the remaining luck, there are three or five people like Cuiweishanren.

 But apart from these people, the eight families in Hedong became increasingly lonely.

In addition, the eight great families in Hedong want to rule the world with filial piety and Confucianism, and they want to rule the world with etiquette. It would not be a big deal if they were placed in a time when Dafu was sweeping the world.

It's a pity that the current Emperor Chongtian only looks at the future and not the present. When the people want to live, the false etiquette and class become obstacles, which will inevitably lead to troubles, such as... Pingping Township. "       Lu Jing whispered.

Jiang Xianshi sighed: "It is said that Beichuan Road encountered a locust plague that only occurs once in a thousand years, and there was no trace of the autumn harvest.

The locusts came from nowhere, covering the sky and covering the ground, and lurked in the imperial court. Even before the Shuichuan Daofu government could react, they had eaten through Beichuan Road.

If the imperial court had not dispatched many magical monks to use their magical powers to hunt down locusts as big as a child's hand, I am afraid that the Taoist mansions around Beichuan Road would have suffered greatly. "

 When he said this, he paused and then looked up at the sky: "Do the immortals in the sky no longer care about the truth of heaven and earth?"

Lu Jingdao: "It is said that the Emperor of Heaven has been in seclusion for a long time. Maybe the Emperor of Heaven has come out of seclusion and has mastered several truths of heaven and earth?

 Or...they have developed another immortal treasure like Tianque? Not afraid of the true backlash of heaven and earth. "

Jiang Xianshi took over what Lu Jing said: "Perhaps the spiritual tide is coming again, depriving the mortal spiritual tide and offsetting the true punishment of heaven and earth. It is a good deal no matter what."

Lu Ding nodded: "In any case, the so-called orthodox learning of the Eight Great Masters of Hedong is no longer able to govern the world.

 People need to survive..."

“What’s more, the biggest drawback of the ideas of the Eight Great Hedong Families is that they don’t care much about human dignity. Loyalty to the emperor, loyalty to the emperor, filial piety, and ethics often leave many people with no dignity.

 This is also the biggest contradiction between the philosophy of the Eight Great Masters of Hedong and the philosophy of the library.

Perhaps the reason why the library left Taixuanjing was because the philosophy of the library was contrary to what Emperor Chongtian did. "

Jiang Xianshi asked doubtfully: "Is it said that Emperor Chongtian summoned Mr. Guanqi to Taixuan Palace and tried to retain Mr. Guanqi and the library?"

When Lu Jing heard the words "Mr. Guanqi", his expression changed obviously, and even his voice became deeper: "Perhaps Emperor Chongtian is not willing to accept the fact that the library has been in the Xuandu for decades, but it is still not used by him?"

 …

 The two are talking.

Lu Jing seemed to have realized something. Jiang turned around and saw Wei Jingzhe and Xu Wugui walking out of a small courtyard to the side.

 In the hazy mist at the foot of the mountain, two people came walking.

One of them is still young, carrying a big sword on his back and holding a horse in his hand.

Another middle-aged man was dressed in short clothes and had a square face. He didn't look outstanding.

When Wei Jingzhe saw the young man, he was a little surprised at first, and then he grinned and faced the man with Xu Wugui.

 …

Once a thousand miles, when he was young, when he was young, he could kill the Northern Qin Senior's Nanjia sister -in -law.

 Coming with him was a farmer man who always accompanied Jiang Baishi and led the white cow for Jiang Baishi.

Nan Xuehu was also grinning. The blue clothes on his body and the jade pendant around his waist were the same as when Lu Jing first saw him in the west courtyard of Lu Mansion on Changning Street.

 The only difference is that after three years, Nan Xuehu's face has not changed, but his eyes have become more determined.

“Father has used Taichong Longjun Longjiao as medicine, and has saved a life, and his energy is even better than before.

Nan Yuexiang and more than a dozen elders in the family did not want my father to leave the position of head of the family, but my father insisted on letting me go south to take a look at the business in Sunan, Jiangnan, and Huainan. "

Nan Xuehu took off the huge mountain ghost sword. He sat in front of the stove and looked sideways at Lu Jing and the man in short clothes outside the door.

Wei Jingzhe rolled up his sleeves, revealing the strange mark on his arm, and roasted a few orange segments in the fire with his bare hands.

“Although the Duke of Nanguo cannot be said to be as wealthy as the country, when it comes to his family’s wealth, it is indeed worthy of praise.

The Nanguo Duke's business is all in the south. Even the pearl business in Nankaido is taken over by the Nanguo Duke. Don't you know what your father has in mind when he lets you go south? "

Nan Xuehu said: "Of course I know."

Wei Jingzhe said: "It's really strange for you, the Nan family, that no one is willing to build a throne on the top of a mountain as big as the Duke's Palace of Nanguo."

“I am a concubine, so naturally I always dream of becoming the head of the family as a concubine.”

Nan Xuehu frowned and said, "It's just... I've been feeling restless lately, and I always dream about my sixth uncle in my dreams.

I dreamed of a heavy rain that made the return journey muddy. I also dreamed of Taihua Mountain, of the moon hanging in the sky, of a swordsman raising his sword to the sky, and of... Uncle Liu climbing up Taihua Mountain with his head raised. "

Wei Jingzhe thought for a moment: "Nan Fengmian is a world-renowned wealthy man. Mr. Lu Jing once said that he went to Qi to eliminate evil in the world. It is probably a good thing that he raised his head to climb the mountain. It should be Qi. The head of King Yuan…”

“My sixth uncle was carrying his own head when he climbed the mountain.” Nan Xuehu gritted his teeth, worried.

Wei Jingzhe was startled, and even Lu Jing and the man in short clothes in the distance turned their heads.

Lu Jing frowned and looked at Nan Xuehu.

Nan Xuehu was silent for a few breaths and said: "Perhaps I am too worried, thinking about it every day and dreaming about it at night.

It's just a dream, but it can't be taken seriously. "

 Lu Jing nodded slowly and walked away from the man in short clothes.

The man in short clothes walked beside Lu Jing. He turned his head to look at Lu Jing and said, "You, like Mr. Nan, have taken this dream seriously."

If Nan Xuehu hadn't been worried and couldn't let go of this dream, he would never have abandoned the rules of the house and decided to come to Taihua Mountain with Yuelongshan and the Mountain Ghost Sword in hand.

Lu Jing seemed to have a normal expression, but the clenched fists hidden under his sleeves were filled with traces of energy and blood.

“Mortals can see the future in their dreams, but there is no clue what kind of luck the Master Xuehu of the Nan family has to encounter such extraordinary things.”

The man in short clothes had a low voice, which reached Lu Jing's ears.

Lu Jing thought of Qing Yue again. Remembering that Qing Yue had seen blood, he walked out of Tai Xuan Jing with his sword and saw a river of blood in Tai Xuan Jing.

Today, Nan Xuehu came to Taihua Mountain alone because of his dream, and he couldn't help but become more and more worried about Nan Fengmian.

The man in short clothes seemed to notice that Lu Jing was worried, so he said: "As I just said, there are often traces of things in the world. Under the truth of heaven and earth, there are immortals in the sky and mortals on the earth who are knowledgeable about divination." By.

If Mr. Lu Jing is really worried, he might as well go to find the Lord of Zhenwu Mountain on Zhenwu Mountain, or go to find Emperor Bi Yanmi of Landa Temple.

If you have no friendship with these two extraordinary people, you can also go to Taihao Palace for a walk.

Although Taihao Que is also a famous sect in the world, it is not as powerful as Zhenwu Mountain and Landuo Temple. It seems to be inaccessible to strangers, but it is more down-to-earth. "

“Tai Hao Que is also proficient in divination?” Lu Jing’s expression changed slightly, as if he was thoughtful.

At this moment, the man in short clothes said with a slight hesitation in his tone: "It would be best if we could find the most powerful divination master in the world, Shen Xian Gong. However, this man has not been born for a long time... I am afraid that he will not be able to do it." Nothing is that easy to find.”

"In my opinion, it's best to go to Taihao Que. If Taihao Que is a Taoist who belongs to Taihao and is really willing to do divination, even if he really gets something, he can go to Junjun Mountain and cross the 800-mile Shuanghua River. Go to Qi State."

The man in short clothes seems to be well-informed.

Lu Jing looked serious, saluted the man in short clothes and said, "Don't you know your senior's name?"

The man in short clothes had a slightly evasive and hesitant look in his eyes, as if he didn't want to say his name.

Lu Jing saw this and was about to take back the question, but the man finally replied: "My old name was Murong Chui, but since my backbone was broken, I feel ashamed of the surname Murong and only call myself the Cowherd."

 “Murong Chui?”

Lu Jing's expression suddenly changed, and he looked around at Mount Taihua.

On the top of Taihua Mountain, apart from a self-cultivation tower, there are only seven or eight scattered courtyards.

These yards are mostly deserted.

But I never thought that today, Taihua Mountain would welcome such a person.

 “The country was founded and then destroyed, passed through the Battle of Lingtide, was defeated by Wei Xuanjun, and had his spine broken by the Tianzhu, but he is still a big dragon and elephant to this day.

The figure holding the cow next to Chief Baishi turned out to be the rumored Murong Chui. "

Even Lu Jing couldn't help but be surprised. Just as he was about to ask, suddenly there was a storm in the distance in the direction of Chong'an Sanzhou.

Lu Jing raised his brows. The Emperor Star was shining brightly, and the three gods' magical powers were hanging in the air.

From a very far distance away, Lu Jing saw someone getting up from Zhong'an Sanzhou and walking out of the dilapidated city alone.

 He walked with his hands behind his back, never riding a white tiger, all the way south.

 A strong wind blew along the way.

 Lu Jing and Murong Chui looked at each other.

After many years, King Yu Qianyi of Chong'an is finally going south to Beijing.

 (End of this chapter)