If You Can't Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified Chapter 111

  Chapter 111 Dusty Treasures, Protecting My Nanfu Undefeated (Three in One)

  The path of the second-story building was covered with a thin layer of white snow.

  Lu Jing stepped on the white snow and made a rustling sound.

   From a distance, the towering mountains outside Taixuanjing look lonely and dark.

   In such early snowy weather, the sun is hidden behind the clouds and mist, and even if it can emit light, it does not appear warm.

  You time has come, Lu Jing follows the path like this, all the way to Mr. Jiu's academy.

  The book building is huge, which is also due to the vastness of Taixuanjing.

  The first floor is very wide, and the number of readers on the second floor is much less than that on the first floor, but this lofty place in the book building does not appear narrow.

   Because of this, there are many academies on the second floor.

   Mr. Jiu's academy is called "Han Mo". There are seven or eight masters in the Hanmo Academy. These masters have their own strengths, or teach a subset of classics and history, or teach essays.

   There are also teachers of qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, riding, and swordsmanship, but for this kind of homework, the disciples in the entire second floor can come and listen to the lectures.

   Being able to enter Mr. Jiu's Calligraphy Academy is also a commendable thing for scholars on the second floor.

   When Lu Jing entered the Hanmo Academy, he felt that this academy was very elegant. The buildings were all blue bricks and green tiles, but the walls were pure white, and many pine and locust trees were planted. Even in this bleak early winter, he did not feel monotonous.

   The vast majority of these buildings are where teaching is taught.

  Lu Jing walked into the Hanmo Academy and could see many scholars coming and going.

   These scholars included young, old, well-dressed, and plainly dressed.

   This is probably the advantage of the bookstore, all people study under one roof.

   They also saw Lu Jing coming, and saluted Lu Jing from a distance, and some scholars still had surprise in their eyes.

   Probably felt that it was a very rare thing for a scholar as young as Lu Jing to enter the Hanmo Academy.

  Lu Jing looked left and right, and happened to walk out of another bookstore, a scholar in his thirties.

   This gentleman is dressed in a blue shirt and has a normal appearance, except that the two earlobes are very large, and it looks a bit strange when they hang down.

   He probably saw that he was looking around here, but he didn't think much about it. He took two steps forward and asked, "This gentleman, which gentleman are you looking for?"

  Lu Jing turned his head gently, a strange feeling flashed in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it and said to the gentleman in blue, "Brother Lao asked, I'm here to see Mr. Jiu."

  The reason why he also has a strange color is because when he saw this gentleman in the blue shirt, the fate of the cave demon has already turned.

   His eyes did not change, but he could see that there was a demonic energy permeating the body of the gentleman in the blue shirt.

   The young man in front of him was a monster.

   There are actually quite a few monsters in the book building, especially on the second floor.

   When Lu Jing went to the dining hall of the bookstore, he could always see something, but it was the first time that Lu Jing had communicated with a monster scholar, so it was inevitable that he felt a little surprised.

   The gentleman in the blue shirt heard the words, but he said with some doubts: "Mr. Jiu has not taught for a few days. On weekdays, only the gentleman of the academy can see him. You are..."

   "I have an appointment with Mr. Jiu." Lu Jing smiled and said, "It's just the first time I come to Hanmo Academy. I don't know which room belongs to Mr. Jiu."

   The gentleman in green shirt pointed to a blue tile hut in the distance: "If you really have an appointment with Mr. Jiu, you can go straight to Mr. Jiu's house."

  Lu Jing smiled at the scholar: "If that's the case, then I would like to thank Xiongtai."

  The gentleman in the blue shirt shook his head at will, and seeing Lu Jing carrying his luggage, he asked, "Look at this luggage, probably came to Hanmo Academy to study?"

  Lu Jing said without hesitation, "I didn't come to study, Mr. Jiu asked me to open a course in Hanmo Academy to teach the disciples on the second floor..."

   Before Lu Jing finished speaking, the gentleman in the blue shirt had his eyes wide open, and he couldn't even close his mouth.

   His eyes fell on Lu Jing's face, and he looked at Lu Jing carefully and said, "So... you are Mr. Shulou?"

   Lu Jing was about to speak when the door of the blue tile hut that the gentleman in the blue shirt pointed to opened slowly.

   Mr. Jiu's warm voice came again: "Come in."

  Lu Jing nodded slightly towards the gentleman in the blue shirt, thanked him again, and then walked to the hut.

   The gentleman in the blue shirt looked at Lu Jing's back and remembered something, and said quickly, "Sir, the student's name is Yuan Zhushan, I don't know the name of the teacher?"

   "Lu Jing." As Lu Jing walked forward, he turned his head and waved his hand gently towards Yuan Zhushan.

  Yuan Zhushan looked at Lu Jing's face, and saw the door opened by Mr. Jiu. He stood there and thought about it, and then hurriedly returned to the bookstore just now, probably to pass a letter.

  Lu Jing walked into the house and saw that the house was not big. In addition to a bamboo couch, there was also a huge table.

  There are several books on the table, as well as pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

  A young man in a Confucian shirt with a mask on his face is bowing his head, holding a pen in his left hand, carefully copying a painting crookedly.

  The mask on the youth's face is also pure white, covering all the faces under the eyes.

   When the young man raised his head, his eyes collided with Lu Jing's.

   Seeing those eyes that were like a pool of water without waves, Lu Jing felt from the bottom of his heart that the masked young man in front of him must be Mr. Jiu.

   So he respectfully saluted: "Mr. Jiu, student Lu Jing is late."

  Mr. Jiu saw Lu Jing coming, put down the pen in his hand, and rolled up the painting on the table: "You're here? Sit down."

   is different from his calm eyes, and it is also different from the tone in the inner court of Jingyin Mansion earlier today.

   At this time, Mr. Jiu was warm and enthusiastic when he spoke, and he stretched out his left hand, motioning Lu Jing to sit down, with a smile in his tone.

  Lu Jing sat opposite Mr. Jiu, and only then did he see why Mr. Jiu was writing with his left hand.

   because he had no right hand in his large sleeved robe.

  For some unknown reason, Mr. Jiu lost his arm.

   "It's good if you come. I read the books you copied in the Slim Pagoda before. The small script is beautiful, but the cursive script already has the posture of a dragon bone and a phoenix feather, which is extremely beautiful.

It just so happens that in the past two or three years, whether it is painting or writing, I have become worse and worse. There are several gentlemen in my hospital, but none of them are proficient in cursive calligraphy. I just asked Mr. Guanqi for you. You give me some pointers. "

  Mr. Jiu was talking while pouring tea for Lu Jing with his one arm.

  Lu Jing was not surprised by what Mr. Jiu said.

  Three people, there must be my teacher.

   There are no geniuses who are proficient in ten thousand Taos, and there are specialties in the art industry. There are natural reasons why Zhang Xu's cursive script he copied can be famous for the ages.

   He copied and practiced calligraphy every day in the past life, and he has obtained the shape of Zhang Xu, and now he is very successful in casting bones.

   In the end, he still stands on the shoulders of the sages. Mr. Jiu thinks that his handwriting is good, and in fact it should be.

   On the contrary, Mr. Jiu's character surprised Lu Jing.

   Originally, I heard Mr. Jiu's kind voice in Jingyin Mansion today, and thought that Mr. Jiu was a gentle and kind gentleman who didn't talk much.

   I didn't expect Mr. Jiu to be so enthusiastic just as Lu Jing sat down.

   "Lu Jing came to Hanmo Academy for the first time. He didn't know the rules of the schoolwork, so he asked Mr. Jiu for guidance." Lu Jing raised his hand to Mr. Jiu and saluted.

Mr. Jiu said: "You teach pen and ink. It's good to find an hour in the morning or afternoon to start your class. After my hut, there is an empty room. You use the back room for daily rest, and the classroom is used for teaching. Pen and ink lessons.

   Free time can be arranged by you. "

  Mr. Jiu said this because he saw that Lu Jing was young, and he warned: "You have the most free time, but you also need to know the truth of being diligent and diligent, and not having fun. Whether it is reading or practicing, you must not be left behind."

"Cultivation is naturally to protect oneself in this world, and for the sake of one's future path, reading is not just for scientific examinations. Tomorrow will be all things and ten thousand rituals, and even if you sit in a narrow attic, you will know the world. All sorts of things."

  Slightly paused.

  Mr. Jiu's eyes became serious: "In addition to practicing and reading, I also have to go outside the library for a walk.

   Take a look at this prosperous Taixuanjing, and take a look at the dilapidation under the prosperity. "

  Mr. Jiu means something, and Lu Jing respectfully should.

   The two continued to chat for a while, and Lu Jing saw two paintings hanging on the east wall behind Mr. Jiu.

   These two paintings are a painting of green hills and a painting of flowing water, both of them are full of ink and phoenix, especially the way of using the brush can be said to be superb.

  The lower right corner also wrote a sentence of pen and ink.

   "Where does spring come without green hills."

   "The sound of water flows out of Bichan."

   The two sentences are both written and written in Qin Li.

   Whether it is this painting or these two lines of brush and ink, they are definitely the work of famous artists.

  Lu Jing looked at these two paintings with emotion and admiration in his heart.

   "These two paintings are really wonderful paintings. I don't know which famous artist's paintings belong to?"

   He was curious and couldn't help asking.

Mr. Jiu replied casually: "This is what I drew when I was young, and I also mentioned the words. It's just that after my right arm was broken, I began to write and draw with my left hand, but I don't know why, after practicing for a long time, I didn't see any progress. It's getting worse."

   The author of this painting is Mr. Jiu…

  The twelve gentlemen of the bookstore are of high status and naturally have corresponding talents. Otherwise, how can they be admired by scholars all over the world?

  Lu Jing's face was calm, but he felt extremely pity in his heart.

   Because Mr. Jiu's right arm was broken.

  There are few such wonderful paintings as Qin Li.

   "Today is over, you don't have to be busy with your homework, you just need to pack up. When you come tomorrow, I'll introduce you to the other gentlemen in the Hanmo Academy."

   Mr. Jiu said this, but Lu Jing's cheeks were a little blush.

   He saluted Mr. Jiu with a little embarrassment in his words: "Mr. Jiu, tomorrow Lu Jing wants to take a day off, because tomorrow I have something to do."

   When he first came to Hanmo Academy, Lu Jing was late. Now when it's time for class, Lu Jing has to take another day off, which really makes him embarrassed.

  Mr. Jiu felt it was okay, he waved his hand and said, "The lessons of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are all volunteered by the disciples of the bookstore.

   It's okay for you to come a few days later. After all, you are too young to start your homework, so it's still a question whether anyone will come to listen.

  Tomorrow is the first day. If no one comes, it is very likely that you will be alone in the teaching pavilion for a day. So you go and do your own thing. I will tell the other students tomorrow so that they can prepare. "

   Lu Jing's expression froze, which surprised him a little.

Afterwards, Mr. Jiu actually asked Lu Jing a lot of pen and ink questions. Lu Jing also answered patiently and expressed his own opinions. Until half an hour later, Mr. Jiu was still enthusiastic and even persuaded Lu Jing to eat at the Hanmo Academy. After dinner, Lu Jing only said that someone was waiting for him.

  So, Mr. Jiu personally sent Lu Jing to his new house. Everything in the house was as new, and there was not even much dust. It was obvious that this house had been taken care of.

  Lu Jing got to know each other for a while, and Mr. Jiu personally sent him out of the Hanmo Academy.

   Many gentlemen and students in the academy also saw this scene.

   Among them, Yuan Zhushan still looked at this place with surprise on his face.

   The eyes of many people beside him also fell on Lu Jing, and there were many doubts on their faces in addition to amazement.

  If a gentleman with a beautiful beard reminded them: "The book building is open to all rivers, even young scholars, if they have a skill that can surpass most people in the world, they can enter the book building as a gentleman.

   So you have to sharpen yourself all the time. You don't have to be envious, you don't have to be surprised, and you don't have to be suspicious. There are no ordinary people who can become a teacher in the library. "

  The surrounding students were taught and saluted the beautiful bearded man.

  Lu Jing walked out of the Hanmo Academy and walked along the main road, passing a floor all the way to the main entrance of the academy.

  The path and side gates next to the Slim Pagoda are still some distance from the Hanmo Academy, and Lu Jing doesn't have to go back to the Lu Mansion, but to go to the Guyue Building on Jingyin Street, so the main gate is closer.

   It's not long since Lu Jing entered the bookstore not long ago.

   But at this time, because it was the unitary period, and it was dinner time, there were more and more disciples in the library.

   And Lu Jing found that many of these disciples noticed himself walking on the main path from a distance.

   They whispered, and their eyes were the same as those of the students in Hanmo College just now.

   Most of them are exclamations and doubts, of which there are naturally many doubts and frowns.

   faced many eyes.

  Lu Jing didn't feel the thorns on his back either, he still walked out of the library like this.

   After leaving the bookstore and crossing two streets, you can already see the carriages coming and going.

  Lu Jing got on a carriage and let the carriage go to Jingyin Mansion. Only then did he close his eyes and concentrate on running the Daxue Mountain True Mysterious Art, and exhaling with the practice.

   Qi and blood circulate, rushing in the internal organs.

  In his internal organs, he was gradually enveloped in invisible blood, and it looked like a furnace!

   This is the method of simmering the furnace with qi and blood, and it is also the method of breaking the realm of Daxueshan's true profound art.

Up to now, Lu Jing was not far from the realm of the furnace. As soon as he entered the furnace, his blood and blood flowed continuously, and his whole body was also tempered by the furnace. After a long time, the bones were no longer just the sound of gold and iron. It's really as hard as steel.

   At this level, ordinary ordinary soldiers would not be able to hurt the furnace cultivator if they didn't have the blessing of heavy qi and blood.

   "My martial arts talent does have a lot of gaps compared to my Yuanshen talent."

   Not only practiced for a while, but after practicing Qi and Blood Zhou Tian, ​​he let out a long sigh of relief.

   At this time, the carriage had already arrived in front of Gu Yuelou.

   Qingyue was sitting in the wing of Gu Yue Building, one hand resting on her chin, and her eyes were still shining with anticipation.

   She didn't go out all day today, because Lu Jing told her to stay in the guest room with peace of mind for the past two days.

  Because of this exhortation, Qing Yue's lunch today is also eaten in the room.

  Fortunately, when Zhao Wanliang came to invite Lu Jing this morning, it was the second generation of the shopkeeper who notified her. Lu Jing only said that it was a friend visiting and never told Qingyue that someone from Lu's house called her.

  Otherwise, I am afraid that Qingyue will be much more worried at this time.

   "You time has passed, why hasn't the young master come back?" Qingyue's charming face like the moon was a little discouraged, and she frequently looked at the door. Seeing that the door was silent, she turned her head in disappointment.

   This kind of action, I don't know how many times I have done it today.

  But after this time, there was a sudden sound from the door, Qingyue turned back suddenly, and a familiar voice came from the door: "It's me."

  Qingyue's face suddenly filled with surprise.

  Today's night is neither moon nor star.

   Maybe because of the snow in the daytime, there is a little more cold between the heaven and the earth.

   Tonight's Nanfu has its own plans.

  Nanting returned with some determination on his face, not knowing what decision he was making.

  Nan Heyu went to Zhutaihe again today. Now that he has made a decision, there is no indecision in his eyes.

   She stood in the courtyard, and the blue Qianxiu Shui bloomed and danced beside her.

   If there are stronger practitioners, you can probably feel that Nan Heyu's primordial spirit burning with divine fire turns out to be in the shape of a sword.

   And the sword intent bursting out of her body at this time was even sharper than the famous sword Qian Xiushui.

   Jian Qian Xiushui is well-known all over the world, and she also knows that Nan Heyu is the first-class kendo genius in the world, but she does not know that she has a feathered sword heart.

   She was practicing swordsmanship, and she was thinking about many things.

   Really at this moment, another figure suddenly appeared at the gate of the courtyard. It was Elder Shan during the day, and he made many gestures towards Nan Heyu.

   Nan Heyu pondered slightly, walked out of his house, and went all the way to a small pond in the backyard of Nanfu.

   There is also a luxurious house in front of Koike.

   Nan Heyu walked in and saw his father was there.

   And in front of the window, a thin old man was looking at the pool outside the window.

  This skinny old man is rich and noble, wearing gold and silver, and many accessories that are considered treasures in the world, which looks a bit exaggerated.

   But his eyes looked very sober.

"grandfather…"

  Nan Heyu lowered his head and saluted the old man.

  Nantinggui also stood respectfully, but the tiredness in his eyes became stronger.

   This thin and rich old man is the Duke of Nanguo who was famous in the past and was known as the Great Mountain!

   "When people are old, they always look forward to making some decisions, always thinking about taking care of their kinship, and thinking about protecting the family business that was cut by the grass-cutting knife, so there are so many trivialities."

   Nan Lao Guogong turned his head and looked at Nanting to return: "It's my fault that I thought too much before, always thinking that I can let you go in peace, but it's such a mess.

  You came today just to persuade me to break off the marriage, right? "

  Nantinggui remained silent, and there was already an answer in the silence.

   Nan Heyu lowered his head when he heard what Nan Lao Guogong said, and dared not look at his father more and more.

   One more look, and one more time to think about parting. How easy is it to say goodbye to relatives?

   But the old Duke Nan sighed, looked back at Nan Ting and said, "Do you know that the Holy Monarch intends to reward the Seventh Prince?

The seventh prince made a big mistake when he was young. He studied and practiced in Liuyun Palace for nine years, but now he has become more and more gentle. Every move has a lot of atmosphere. His thoughts are about to be completed. Tell me, the Seventh Prince is going to leave the cabinet, and he is going to open the government to build a new house, but he is weak now... This is the Holy Monarch who is asking me through the mouth of the Great Situ! "

   Nan Lao Guogong's remarks seem to have nothing to do with this matter.

   But Nanting returned but raised his head, his eyes were a little puzzled, but also a little… scared!

  The seventh prince's cultivation base has become a trend, and he has also honed his mind after studying for nine years, but after thinking about it for nine years, he has never left the cabinet and opened a mansion. Except for his mother Chu family, no one supports him.

   Regarding this matter, the government and the opposition have never mentioned it, and Nantinggui has never heard of it.

   But today, when he heard the words of the old man of the South, Nan Tinggui suddenly had a terrible conjecture in his heart.

   "Does the Holy Monarch intend to let my Nanfu help the Seventh Prince?"

   Nan Tinggui said, Nan Heyu frowned sharply.

   She always seems to be indecisive and unclear when it comes to her own affairs, but when it comes to the Nanguo Gongfu, she is surprisingly clear.

   "Does Grandpa think...the Holy Monarch will give me a marriage to the Seventh Prince?"

   Nan Heyu opened his mouth, and the exhaustion in Nan Zinggui's brows disappeared in a blink of an eye, and was replaced by a deep shudder!

  Nan Heyu's speculation can explain why Nan Lao Guogong, who was so wise when he was young, suddenly acted for no reason!

   made a marriage contract with the Lu family, and let the Lu family Lu Jing join the marriage. Even though he knew that Nan Heyu was unwilling and Nan Tinghui opposed it, he just postponed the wedding and did not want to break off the marriage!

   Now that I think about it, the seventh prince has not only missed the opening of the house because of his nine years of thinking about studying, but he has never married the concubine until now!

  Nan Heyu of the Nanguo Gongfu, whether it is age or family background, or the subtle hints in Da Situ's words, are all very suitable.

   Nan Lao Guogong bowed his head and said nothing.

  Nantinggui and Nanheyu already have the answer.

   Holy Monarch actually intended to marry Nan Heyu!

   for a long time.

   "The reason why I searched for a new son-in-law in such a hurry is that I want to plead with the Holy Monarch, don't let my Nan family get into a struggle for succession, or my Nanfu may be..."

   When the old man of Nanguo said this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. The tiredness on the face of the mighty Nanguo-gong could not be concealed.

  Nanting had already guessed many times before returning to today.

   But he doesn't know the secrets of the Seventh Prince, so naturally he can't guess the reason why the old man of Nan has acted in the past few months!

   "Father should have said it earlier."

  Nanting is still scared after returning to this day, and his tone is also a little dejected.

  If the Duke did not use his son-in-law as a retreat, once Nan Heyu was really given a marriage to the seventh prince, the consequences would be disastrous indeed.

   Even if the seventh prince has no intention of seizing the heir, if the Nan family helps and the Chu family stands behind the seventh prince, how will the prince feel?

  This is the family of the emperor, and the prince is very rigid. Not long ago, he went to Daleiyin Temple again, and received the method of killing a Bodhisattva by the Great Buddha of the Human World. Whether it is vigor, martial arts or grand ambitions, it is just like the sun in the sky.

  If he has doubts, even if the seventh prince has no intention of taking the heir, it can cause a huge disaster. Once the prince ascends the throne in the future, it will be a thorn in his heart.

   And the Holy Monarch made such a decision, I am afraid he has a deeper consideration in it.

   Nan Heyu heard the words of Nan Zing and returned, but he also knew the reason why the old man of Nan had concealed it.

  The time for Nanting to return is short... The old man was in the army all his life, and he was extremely ruthless in front of the enemy, but in his old age, there was a lot of tenderness from the iron man.

   "It's just... why didn't Grandpa tell me?" Nan Heyu was also a little puzzled.

   Nan Lao Guogong looked at Nan Heyu, just shook his head and said: "The seventh prince will be leaving the cabinet soon, I have made a marriage contract and begged the saint to pity my past achievements in Nanfu.

  Wait for some more time, and when the Seventh Prince is given another marriage, I will go to the Holy Monarch to plead guilty, and then cancel the marriage.

  If I told you, many things would not be so natural, and...you just don't want to, but you know pity me and never objected. "

   Nan Laoguo Gong's words are here.

Nan Tinggui finally came to a realization. He was still frightened in his heart. After thinking about it, he said, "Then why did your father choose Lu Jing from the Lu family? There seems to be a superficial relationship between the Lu family and the prince. , The seventh prince thought that my Nanfu wanted to be in the line of the prince..."

   "The Lu family does have a relationship with the prince, but it's not a good relationship."

  Nan Lao Guogong's eyes were faint: "The Lu family is trembling, thinking that the princess has forgotten what happened before, and that the ancient pine tree that the princess gave them is really auspicious?

  Gu Song was fortunate enough to bless the Lu family for 30 years... Is it a blessing or a curse? Why is the Lu family declining year by year? Why is the talent of the children and grandchildren not as good as one person? Why is Lu Shenyuan still exiled to the distant mountain road when the Crown Princess is in Beijing? "

  Nan Lao Guogong's tone was calm, but he easily told an amazing secret!

"Because of this, I chose the unfavorable son of the Lu Mansion to tell the sage that the Duke of Nanguo's mansion is the southern mansion of the sage. In between, I will not choose anyone in Nanfu."

  Nantinggui and Nan Heyu stood in place.

   They never thought that this old prince had done a lot in silence.

   After a seemingly unreasonable engagement, his game was hidden.

  Nan Heyu's eyes also became firm. It was a matter of the survival of the Nanguo Gongfu, so she naturally knew how to choose.

   "So until now, the Holy Monarch still hasn't decided on the candidate for the seventh prince and the concubine?"

  If it is decided, the Duke of Nanguo will also agree to break off the marriage, right?

   But I didn't expect Nan Lao Guogong to solemnly shake his head: "It's already decided, just yesterday, it was decided to be Shaozhu Guo's younger sister."

   Nan Heyu and Nan Zinggui were taken aback for a moment.

   It was decided, why did Nan Heyu and Lu Jing get married?

  The expression on the old man's face was restrained, and he said softly: "Because the rumors are true, my Nanfu does not have a successor, and He Yu can only hold a grass-cutting knife."

"Grandpa, if He Yu wants to inherit the title, why should he hire a son-in-law?" Nan Heyu was still puzzled: "I don't have a longing for sons and daughters in my heart, I just want to sharpen my sword heart and take a look at the scenery of Chunyang. If I don't get married in my life, I will naturally be the title!”

  Nanting is about to speak.

  Nan's old prince showed a smile on his face: "Originally, I wanted to break off the marriage, but...the Lu family's Lu Jing has already shown his aptitude, and is a rare talent in the world.

   As long as he is given some time, with my Nanfu to help him, he will surely be able to survive the Thunder Tribulation in the future. If He Yu is added, my Nanfu will have two pure Yang heavenly people!

Now that the immortal tide has not risen for 800 years, the two pure-yang heavenly people will be able to keep my Nanfu intact for at least another 300 years. This kind of opportunity is caught by my Nanfu. Chance, isn't it going to be punished by heaven? "

   Nan Tinggui became more and more puzzled, and even Nan Heyu frowned.

  Nanting returned and said, "Father, that Lu Jing's aptitude is really good. He has cultivated to the realm of sunshine at the age of seventeen, but at the age of seventeen, there is very little sunshine, but it is not without it.

  If every 17-year-old monk in sunshine and snow-capped mountains can cultivate to pure Yang and Tianfu, how can pure Yang Tianren and Tianfu immortals be so rare? "

  The old man of Nan looked at Xiang Nanting and returned: "When I set the wedding date, didn't you let Yaonu look at Lu Jing?"

Nan Tinggui nodded and said, "Go to see, that was a few months ago. Yaonu came back and said that Lu Jing was healthy, but he had never cultivated qi and blood, nor his primordial spirit. , This Lu Jing hid a little too deep, I don't know what treasure he got, and he was able to hide it from Yaonu..."

   His voice is getting smaller and smaller, but his eyes are getting bigger and bigger!

   Even Nan Heyu's always cold and beautiful face has many unbelievable appearances.

  Nan Tinggui's tone trembled slightly: "My father means... Lu Jing did not practice cultivation at that time? It wasn't some strange treasure covering it up!"

   How is this possible?

   Are there any Primordial Spirit monks who have been practicing until Rizhao for several months?

   If he is a great Confucian, a real person, or a Buddha who has read the scriptures for years and months and knows the 'Tao', it will be fine, but he is obviously only a teenager!

   Nan Tinggui felt unbelievable in his heart.

  Nan Heyu also murmured in his mouth: "Several months of sunshine..."

Nan Lao Guo Gong put his hands on his back and said, "I chose him as my grandson-in-law, so of course I went to see him a long time ago, and I went to see him with me, as well as the host of the Jokhang Temple. A human Buddha.

   There may be some rare treasures in the world that can escape his eyes, but it is impossible for them to escape a breath.

   And not only is the primordial spirit talent, I was watching Lu Jing secretly at the time, his body was extremely weak, not to mention blood, and bones could not be called healthy.

   But now, such a frail young man has become a fellow practitioner of the martial arts, and within a few months, the primordial spirit will shine, and the martial arts cultivation will also be full of qi and blood.

   Stop and return, come and tell me, is this Lu Jing worse than Luo Gongzi on Yuxing Island? Is it a... a treasure buried in dust! "

  The old man of the South also showed a bit of happiness on his face.

   "This is the chance of my Nan family, and he is already the son-in-law of my Nan family. People from the Lu family treated him harshly and even cut off relations with him. Since then, he has been a lonely man.

   He is still a teenager. When he arrives in Nanfu, as long as we take good care of him and stop returning, my Nanfu will be the root of his Lu Jing! Nanfu has an extra pure Yang Tianren, and can help He Yu to share a lot. After you and I go back, after Feng Mian continues to travel, Nanfu will not be weakened. "

   He finished in one breath.

   Nanting and Nan Heyu are still silent.

   No wonder they never thought that Lu Jing was the sun for months.

   Primordial Spirit, as long as you have talent, it is easy to sense Primordial Spirit, and some geniuses can do it once.

It is already extremely difficult to get out of the body. It is a gifted person. It may take a long time to visualize and concentrate. It may take a few months or a few years. Even many people stop at sensing the primordial spirit and cannot go further out of the body. .

   As for floating, it is even more difficult.

   And the primordial spirit is not afraid of the scorching sun, and it is even more difficult to walk in the daytime. Even if Nan Heyu has the guidance of a famous teacher in the house and has many opportunities, it took nearly two years.

   But now Lu Jing, who doesn't have a decent gentleman in the Lu Mansion, can even beat Nan Xuehu with months of sunshine...

   Nanting, how could he have thought that Lu Jing had such talent!

   He couldn't help turning his head and glanced at Nan Heyu.

  Nan Heyu also frowned, and the words of the old man of the South were still ringing in his ears.

   "I'm old! I can't protect Nanfu for too long, He Yu, this is an opportunity for my Nanfu, and I hope you will remember the kindness of blood relatives and don't hurt my heart."

   "There is still a stop and return... Seize this opportunity, there are two pure-yang heavenly people in charge, my Nanfu is really prosperous for three hundred years, even if you and I go, facing the ancestors in the sky, there is something to say."

   "Early tomorrow morning! You will personally deliver the wedding booklet in the early morning tomorrow..."

  Nan Heyu fell silent again, and she already knew the reason why Nan Laoguo was so solemn.

   But she suddenly remembered many things in Jingyin Mansion today, and also remembered Lu Jing's whispers in the inner court.

  Nan stopped returning to his mind but still buzzing.

  The son-in-law changed his body...became a treasure of the world!

   Even the wedding papers need to be delivered in person.

   Early next morning.

   Qingyue's cheeks were flushed, and she was washing Lu Jing.

   "Master, you need to buy more clothes. Now that we have left the Lu residence, this is all you have on you. I washed it at night, but it still won't dry in the morning."

  Lu Jing didn't care. Qi and blood flowed in his body, heat radiated from his body, and his wet clothes were slowly drying.

   "Master, you went to the library today, when will you be back?" Qingyue asked carefully, with expectation in her eyes,

  Lu Jing knew that Qing Yue was thinking about what he said yesterday.

Last night, Lu Jing told Qingyue that if he could come back earlier today, he would take Qingyue to go shopping in other streets and choose a small courtyard. Even if he couldn't afford it temporarily, he could find a rental one. of.

   Although the Gu Yue Building is comfortable, and because it is next to the Jingyin Mansion, it is very safe, but it is not a place to live for a long time.

  Lu Jingchao Qingyue smiled: "I have some very important things today, and I have to do them now. If I can finish them earlier, I will come back earlier and show you around, and then choose a yard."

  Qingyue didn't ask what Lu Jing was going to do, she just nodded happily.

  Lu Jing turned his head and looked out the window, the sky was already bright.

   He slowly got up, said goodbye to Qingyue, and walked out of Gu Yuelou.

  Lu Jing walked slowly, all the way towards the palace.

   And it was at this time that a team of men in golden clothes led by Nan Tinggui himself also set off from the Nanguo Gongfu. Yesterday, the Nanguo Gong decided to get married. Naturally, someone from Nanfu determined Lu Jing's position.

   This group of men and horses came to this ancient moon tower. Many people saw the driver of Nanfu and the huge "hi" character on the driver, and they already started to whisper.

   It seems that the matter of raising the son-in-law of the Nanguo Gongfu, which has been delayed for several months, seems to have come to an end.

   It's just... Nan Heyu, who was in Nanfu, was restless.

   For some reason, she always remembered what Lu Jing said yesterday.

   "I was called by my grandfather to be his son-in-law for no reason. He was ridiculed for delaying the marriage. Brother Xuehu threatened him again. We are not willing to marry each other..."

   "Treat him better now, can it really be remedied?"

   The three-in-one chapter is currently updated (13/29). The reason why there are four more chapters is that the monthly pass has increased from 2500 to 4500.

   In the past two days, everyone's monthly votes have been too fierce, let's vote slowly, or we will add more next month, o(╥﹏╥)o

There is also the divorce tomorrow, this chapter must be written today, otherwise I will not be given the opportunity to write and keep talking about bugs, the author is also difficult to support, it is not realistic to write the divorce in one breath, the author may have to code until dawn, tomorrow Still to work.

   Yesterday, I was ill and the author's ability was not good. I was scolded over and over again when I changed it. The author was scolded for being stupid.

   (end of this chapter)

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