If You Can't Be A Son-In-Law, You Have To Become A Saint

Chapter 79 Chunyang crosses the thunder disaster and can live up to 300 years (plus 33)

"Your surname is Lu, the blood of the Lu family in Jiuhu?"

The old man's voice is old, his face is also old, his eyes are cloudy, but every time he glances at Lu Jing lightly, Lu Jing feels that there is still a lot of wisdom hidden in it.

Reading every day can naturally sublimate the inner world. Lu Jing is not surprised, only has a lot of respect.

So without hesitation, he nodded and said, "Mr. guessed exactly."

The old man nodded slowly, but memories suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Not long ago, I met Lu Shenyuan from your Lu family in the library, he came to study in the library, but was rejected by several gentlemen.

At that time, he was still the number one wind and rain in Nine Lakes, and the name of Lu Shenyuan, who was a young man, was well-known even in the academy. "

"Not long ago?" Lu Jing sighed inwardly. It's always a little strange for so many people to speak today.

The old man seemed to have also reacted, and shook his head with a smile: "When people get old, they feel that the time is getting faster and faster. When I think about it carefully, it should have happened many years ago.

But I still remember it fresh, probably because Lu Shenyuan was domineering at that time, showing his sharpness all over his body. "

"Now, more than ten or twenty years have passed in a hurry, but I have never seen him again, but I have only heard his name from time to time... The youthful arrogance seems to have disappeared from everyone, and it is no longer as sharp as before."

When the old man said this, he tentatively asked: "You are from the Lu family, this Lu Shenyuan belongs to you..."

"Sir, Lu Shenyuan is my father." Lu Jing's expression was gloomy, and his tone was extremely calm.

After this short sentence, he stopped talking.

Aya Que next to him glanced sideways at him, but didn't make a sound.

"I didn't hear your name clearly just now, I only heard your surname. Are you Lu Qiong who was instructed by the Buddha of Pingxiang when you landed?" The old man asked again, with curiosity in his tone.

Lu Jing was even more curious. He really had such a thing about his brother who had a pure heart.

It's just... why did the Buddha from Pingping Township come again? The Buddha in Pingping Township was unparalleled in violence, and he frequently killed and slaughtered people. The Buddha in Pingping Township came to Lu Mansion, but this is not something worthy of praise.

The same is true if you think about it, if it is not Pingping Township, Daleiyin Temple, or the monks from Otsuka Temple in the Western Regions, according to Mrs. Zhong's temperament, this matter is not to mention the entire Lu family. Now that you know it, how can you be so secretive?

After thinking a lot, Lu Jing looked calm and said with a smile: "Sir, my name is Lu Jing."

"Lu Jing?" The old man seemed to have an excellent memory: "So, you are the third concubine of Lu Shenyuan?"

Lu Jing didn't shy away from it, she just nodded.

The old man was talking to Lu Jing, but Ling Que listened carefully, never saying a word.

But the old man pointed to Lingque and said to Lu Jing: "This is my grandnephew. According to age, you are similar in age. She often comes to the library to talk to me. You have time and see us here. You can also say something trivial."

Lu Jing just thought that this old man was reading all day long, without anyone else to accompany him, and was a little lonely, so he nodded and agreed without thinking too much.

The old man smiled, sat up from the reclining chair again, tilted his head, and took a careful look at Lu Jing with his drooping eyelids.

"Not bad, looks extraordinary."

The old man seemed very satisfied, and lay back down again, with some encouragement in his tone: "There is a strange wind blowing in this study building. I can always hear some gossip when I lie in that wind, but it's true." very interesting.

Lu Jing, I have heard about you too. "

"You did have a difficult life before. Although it is not as good as many poor and weak people in this world, it is always suffering."

"Especially if you live in a noble family, with the blood of the young master, but humbler, the suffering is even more serious."

The old man spoke slowly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was full of emotion, as if he was talking about his past and comforting Lu Jing.

Lu Jing was curious.

He didn't know why the old man lying in the study knew so many things.

He didn't open his mouth either, he just listened carefully like the silk sparrow next to him.

The old man said again: "Now it seems that those deep sufferings are extremely disgusting, and people want to leave without waiting.

But if you look at it after some years, you may find that it is because of these sufferings that you can grind your mind, your muscles and bones, and bring many benefits. "

The old man seemed to be comforting Lu Jing.

But Lu Jing, who was always listening carefully, shook her head when she heard these words.

With a smile on his face, his tone was also respectful to the old man.

But what he said was quite different from what the old man said just now.

Only to hear Lu Jing shook his head and said to him: "Sir, on this matter, I seem to be thinking differently from my husband."

The old man became more interested, and his cloudy eyes became brighter.

Lu Jing said with a smile: "Suffering is actually suffering, and it is not worthy of praise. Simple suffering will not bring success, it will only make people numb. Numbness is not grinding. If you are not careful, you may fall into the quagmire. Unable to climb up."

"What the sage said, toil his muscles and bones, starve his body, does not refer to suffering, but refers to many levels of tempering. Simply classifying these tempering as suffering will inevitably distort the meaning of the sage."

When Lu Jing talked about this, there was still confidence in her eyes.

In his previous life, he studied Confucian classics, and he was indeed confident in saying the principles he was familiar with.

At this moment, the old man and Yaya sparrow were watching him.

Lingque, that is, Nan Heyu frowned, wondering what she was thinking.

The old man nodded while thinking.

So Lu Jing continued:

"Besides, if suffering is worthy of those words of praise, how can we praise other truly beautiful things?"

Lu Jing's words fell.

The old man also laughed, turned his head, and said to Nan Heyu: "This is the benefit of the library. There are always many new ideas born. Even if I don't agree with this view in my heart, I still feel that new ideas can be born. His Shulou disciples are extremely extraordinary."

At this time, the sunset has gradually fallen in love, and the setting sun is about to disappear from the distant mountains.

Lu Jing looked at the sky, then stood up, bid farewell to the two, and continued towards the bluestone path.

The old man saw Lu Jing disappearing far away on the road.

Turning his head, he said to Nan Heyu: "Leaving aside other things, this young man knows that the suffering is not easy, but as he said, he has not been numb from the deep suffering, nor has he fallen into the mire and cannot extricate himself. This kind of heart, in fact It is commendable."

"Uncle, you don't have to follow my wishes, and you don't need to say too much, He Yu also knows that Mr. Jing, who can enter the second floor, is indeed extraordinary."

Nan Heyu stood up, her eyes were also very calm: "It's just that I have cultivated the primordial spirit, and I want to use the pure sun to overcome the thunder calamity in my heart. , the truth of the world is what I pursue."

Although the old man thought Lu Jing was a good boy, he still turned to Nan Heyu.

He also nodded and said: "This Lu Jing is not valued by the Lu family, and he has never practiced, so he is indeed not a good match for you, and it is extremely unfair to Lu Jing.

If one day you really can survive the thunder disaster in Chunyang, your lifespan can reach 300 years. If you marry Lu Jing, you will have to watch him grow old day by day. "

Nan Heyu lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head again, and said in a low voice: "Maybe after we get married, I can teach him how to practice. If he has better aptitude..."

"What kind of qualifications do you need to survive the thunder disaster?" The old man sighed softly.

There are countless wizards of all kinds in the world, but very few of them can prolong their lifespan through cultivation.

Nan Heyu remained silent.

In the end, the old man also spoke for Lu Jing.

He looked at the cultivation tower: "Everyone in the world has their own extraordinary, He Yu, sometimes don't be too persistent, if you don't want to, you have to be decisive, if you want, you can't ask for too much."

"Lu Jing is considered extraordinary, but if you want to measure the value of a rare fish by whether it can fly into the sky, it will die because of it."

——

The residence of the chief assistant Jiang Shiraishi is only a few buildings away from the Taixuan Palace.

This street is called Qingyun Street, and there are actually very few houses, but the people who live here are the dignitaries who live here.

At this moment, Jiang Shiraishi was holding a golden page in his hand.

It was written in lowercase on the paper...

heavenly word.

The view on suffering is said to come from Master Yu Hua, but I searched the Internet, but I couldn’t find the exact source, and many people said that it did not come from Yu Hua’s works, so I will explain it.

(end of this chapter)