If You Can't Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified Chapter 228

  Chapter 228 Lu Jing, are you willing to become the sword in the library?

  The white-haired old man stepped down from the wall of Taixuan Palace against the evening sunlight.

  The walls of the imperial palace stand tall, but in the eyes of this white-haired old man, they seem to be flat ground.

   Among them, I don't know how many pairs of eyes were watching every corner of Taixuan Palace, but none of them fell on the white-haired old man.

  The white-haired old man walked down the high wall and landed on the blue bricks of the palace.

  The moment he landed on the ground, the white hair on his head turned black in an instant, the old face suddenly burst into heroic vigor, and even his eyes showed a lot of sharpness.

  The originally short body has become tall and mighty, coupled with a golden hat and mink fur, it makes him look majestic and arrogant.

   Lu Jing faced the sunset, but stood not far from Taixuan Palace.

He lowered his head, and the Nine Gods Holding Mysterious Technique was running in his body. Since his fate of a martial genius had been upgraded to an immortal physique, the Nine Gods Holding Mysterious Technique that originally required concentration and mobilization of the whole body's energy and blood to practice began to work. It's getting easier.

The yang qi and blood in his body flowed into his whole body, and cooperated with the nine gods to hold the mysterious method, so that his flesh, fascia, bones, viscera, internal organs, legs, arms, and head were all covered by yang qi and blood, Getting stronger all the time.

  Deng Xian's physique has greatly improved Lu Jing's martial arts talent.

  A ray of innate natural blood has already been born in the depths of Lu Jing's sun, and not long after, Lu Jing will be able to cultivate the first innate natural blood.

   "Martial arts innate, supplemented by the spirit of Chunlei, is enough to make my Chunlei Dao Yi power to a higher level."

   Lu Jing thought in his heart, and his eyes fell on the Wind Exhaling Knife at his waist.

   There was a faint breeze on the exhaling knife, and Lu Jing's hand fell on the black handle, and the breeze suddenly changed a little.

   "Once I step into the Xiantian, the style of drawing the sword taught by Mr. Jiu plus the Spring Thunder Saber Intent... Even if a martial arts expert with the peak of Xiantian comes close, I will not be afraid of it."

   "Sword Intent Chunlei only has its shape, but not its spirit, and there is still room for improvement."

   Just as Lu Jing was running the Nine Gods Holding Mysterious Technique, a thunderous voice fell into Lu Jing's ears.

  The energy and blood flowing from the suspended sun in Lu Jing's body suddenly surged, his eyes were slightly alert, and he looked sideways.

   At some point, there was a man in brocade clothes beside him.

  The man's brocade clothes were illuminated by the sunset, and a beast's head appeared faintly. At a glance, it looked like a tiger.

  At this moment, the man had his hands behind his back, and his eyes were still on the wind blowing knife on Lu Jing's waist.

   "The meaning of the Spring Thunder Saber is just like its name, and the sword is like a spring thunder, but...the Spring Thunder is the authority of heaven and earth. It is easy to get its shape, but it is not easy to get its essence."

  The man in brocade clothes spoke calmly, and the light of the sun in Lu Jing's body suddenly dimmed, as if he was suppressed by some terrible force.

Even Lu Jing's primordial spirit, who was about to fully recover, opened his eyes and looked at the man, but he felt that the man in front of him was like an ancient beast, with rumbling energy and blood mixed with some kind of terrifying martial arts spirit, like a beacon fire Straight into the sky.

  The clouds and mist in the sky above his head were all blown away by this invisible beacon of energy and blood.

   "This person... is an unrivaled powerhouse."

  Lu Jing raised his brows slightly, and was about to speak when the man in brocade clothes turned his head, with more interest in his eyes.

   "The speed at which you grow reminds me of a person."

   "He used to practice in my temple, and later became the leader of martial arts in the world today."

  In today's world, there is only one person who holds the title of leader among martial arts cultivators, and that is the king of Chong'an who swept the seven kingdoms and turned his blood into a day.

  The mysterious man in front of me...has taught King Chong'an?

  Lu Jing was a little dazed. Since the appearance of this mysterious man, he hadn't said a single word. The man's eyes fell on him, and the coercion that emerged made him a little breathless.

  The golden light floating on the primordial spirit was also illuminated by the man's faintly revealing energy and blood, and completely dimmed.

   "Your Yuanshen talent is more prosperous, and your martial arts talent is also considered extraordinary. Among the martial arts in the world, there are countless talented people, but there are not many Yuanshen and martial arts fellow practitioners who still have such a speed of advancement."

   "You can... join me."

  The brocade-clothed man in front of him had his hands behind his back, his tall and majestic body almost turned into a shadow covering the sky and the sun, covering Lu Jing.

   "Come into my sect, I will pass on the Great Mysterious Kung Fu, and pass on the martial art of moving your body to the mountain, so that your energy and blood will be like a beacon, and if a thousand troops attack the city, you will hopefully reach the pinnacle of martial arts."

   "I have three disciples in my life, all of whom are first-class heroes in the world! You will naturally be protected by them when you join my sect."

   "Being under my sect, no one in Taixuanjing dares to make things difficult for you. From then on, even if you want to build a mansion on Qingyun Street, and sit on an equal footing with that Yuxuan Tower, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it."

   "Come, worship me as your teacher, and I will give you a great fortune!"

  The voice of the man in brocade clothes was like Hong Zhong Dalu, and the air current surging over the entire Taixuan capital became violent in an instant because of the voice of the man in brocade clothes.

   Those who practice martial arts are different from Yuanshen monks. Yuanshen monks can control thunder and fire, and can arouse weather and weather.

   Martial arts monks can cultivate themselves, and even when they are strong, their blood can escape from the body, but it is extremely difficult to influence a city...!

   From this we can see how tyrannical the brocade-clothed man in front of him is.

   At this moment, he tilted his head slightly, and looked at Lu Jing with his hands behind his back.

   There was energy and blood floating in his eyes, and there were streaks of thunder in that energy and blood!

   "Worship... this person as a teacher?"

  The weather in the sky has changed dramatically because of the appearance of this man.

  The surging undercurrent brought clouds and mist, covering the sky.

  The sunset glow has been covered, it is clearly evening, but it is already like night.

   But in Lu Jing's eyes, the figure of the brocade-clothed man in front of him was like a scorching sun.

   "Martial arts cultivation, can you reach this level?"

  Lu Jing couldn't help but take a deep breath.

  He knows that there are countless powerful people in the world, that there are stars and gods above the realm, there are also pure yang heavenly beings, and heavenly beings!

   But the terrifying man in front of him still made Lu Jing find it difficult to understand.

   "But... the first time we met, before I had time to say a word, you let me worship him as a teacher?"

   Lu Jing was wondering.

   The character of seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck flashed wisps of light.

  【Constant! Ninth Three: Not persevering in virtue, or bearing shame, chaste and stingy. 】

   A series of messages poured into Lu Jing's mind, and Lu Jing raised his eyebrows slightly.

  He was enduring the great coercion from the brocade-clothed man, but he still looked up at this man.

  This man's heroic spirit is bursting out, which makes people feel awed spontaneously. At the same time, an indescribable nobleness emerges from him, which can be described as overwhelming.

  But the hexagram of seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck made Lu Jing silent.

   "Anyone who agrees to this person is an ominous sign, but a person who does not agree is a very ominous omen."

"The coercion on this person must be due to his noble status. He has been cultivated in a high position for a long time. If you don't promise him, you will bring disasters. If you promise him, you will have various benefits. It seems to be auspicious, but it can lead to good luck and avoid bad luck. , but said that there will be a catastrophe, and when the disaster is balanced with the income, it will become an ominous phenomenon."

   "This person...has a plot against me?"

  The fate of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil shines, the great sage Yantian, the king of Ming Dynasty, gradually emerges behind Lu Jing's primordial spirit, and the righteousness is like a rainbow. The fate is triggered, and the pressure on Lu Jing begins to gradually disintegrate, making Lu Jing's mind more and more clear.

  He is silent.

   And the mysterious man in brocade clothes in front of him was still staring at him.

  When this person stared at Lu Jing, Lu Jing only felt that his soul and martial arts had been seen through by this person, and even the wind-expelling knife and rain-calling sword on his waist were trembling constantly.

  The treasure left by the immortal would be in awe of this person.

   After more than ten breaths passed, Lu Jing remained silent from the beginning to the end.

  The mysterious man showed a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked sideways, "You don't want to?"

  If you agree, you will be fierce, if you don't agree, you will be fierce.

   But Lu Jing didn't think much about it. He looked up at the Taixuan Palace behind him, and suddenly asked, "Senior, probably came from the Taixuan Palace?"

   "Why do you see it?" The mysterious man asked with a smile.

  Lu Jing said calmly: "Senior's breath is quite familiar to me, and it has some similarities with the crown prince, the seventh prince, and even the sage."

  The man in brocade clothes didn't answer the conversation, but just kept watching Lu Jing, as if he was waiting for Lu Jing's answer.

  Jing Lu took a deep breath, and looked sideways at the gate of Taixuan Palace in the distance.

  From the gate of the palace, a gentleman in a gray long coat is slowly walking, it is Mr. Guanqi.

  Mr. Guanqi did not walk in a hurry, as gentle as ever.

   "Senior, Lu Jing is the master of the library." Lu Jing said.

"What about Mr. Shulou? You have never been a teacher, but it is suitable to join my school. If you want to worship me as a teacher, Mr. Guanqi, Mr. Jiu, and even Mr. Big and Mr. Er who are far away in Northern Qin will not stop you." .”

"Although you are the master of the study building, you have benefited from the study building, but the study building is a study building after all. It can't really help you."

   "But I'm different! You worship me as your teacher, don't talk about glory and wealth, even if it's a star stone in the sky, I can pick one for you to help you improve your cultivation."

  The brocade-clothed man was persuasive and seductive, and the shadow of the tiger and beast on his brocade robe became more and more obvious.

  Lu Jing Daming Wang Yantian the great sage shines a golden light, which falls on Lu Jing Yuanshen's mind.

Lu Jing's thoughts were always clear, still looking at Mr. Guanqi in the distance, he shook his head and said, "Although I have never been a teacher, several gentlemen in the library have taught me. I know they also have some expectations for me. Lu Jing has been studying for a long time. Except for Legalism, none of the world's schools of thought have ever denied the word benevolence and righteousness, and Lu Jing has many distracting thoughts in his mind... But he has never forgotten Mr. Shulou and my master-disciple relationship."

  Promising to this person is just a bad idea, maybe you can really get a lot of help.

   Not agreeing to this person is a great crime.

  But Lu Jing watched Mr. Guanqi approaching slowly, and he didn't have the slightest intention of agreeing to this person...

  The mysterious man shook his head slightly, and looked at Mr. Guanqi like Lu Jing: "You admire Mr. Guanqi, but do you know that Mr. Guanqi will not live long?"

   Life is not long?

   Lu Jing's shoulder moved slightly.

   "Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Si once moved the water in Yingwu Island and turned it into a heavy rain, which made the disaster in the middle of the river six years late.

   It's just that the authority of this world is not in the hands of ordinary people. When Mr. Guanqi uses manpower to change the world, it is a great crime.

  If Mr. Si hadn't been responsible for many causes and effects on his shoulders, Mr. Guanqi would have died long ago. Now he is just dying, and he will die within three to five years at most.

  At that time, the Dafu Bookstore will also fall apart, Lu Jing, you are just the gentleman of the bookstore, why did you confine yourself to the study building? "

  The man in brocade clothes explained the death of Mr. Guanqi.

   Lu Jing looked worried, but he just saluted the person in front of him.

  Seeing that Lu Jing refused to enter, the man in front of him frowned slightly. He glanced at Lu Jing, then walked towards the palace gate with his hands behind his back.

After walking dozens of steps, he rubbed shoulders with Mr. Guanqi, stopped again, looked at Mr. Guanqi and said: "You are dying, there are many things that shouldn't be bothered with you, but...you do it in the palace, even if it is The Holy King will be angry too."

"I once told Shengjun that when Shengjun swallows the world with anger, he will always give the world's weak people a way out." Mr. Guanqi did not stop, and continued to walk towards Lu Jing: "As you said, I He was about to die, and his worries were much less.

  Are you...do you want to embarrass me too? "

  The man in brocade clothes lowered his eyes, and said: "It's you who broke the rules first, Lu Jing is just the gentleman of the library, it's not right for you to plot against the Seventh Prince for Lu Jing."

  Mr. Guanqi didn't turn his head back: "Lu Jing is the candidate for the sword in the library in my heart. Since he grasped the magic technique and the two swords of Bailu, there is no such thing as a candidate.

  Since then, he has been the core figure in my library, the one who will go up to the fourth floor, not just a teacher who preaches and teaches. "

   "Mr. Shulou Sword Holder?" The smile on the man's face gradually faded: "Can he hold it?"

   "I only treat him as Mr. Sword Holder. If he doesn't want to carry it, I won't force him, but as long as he doesn't explicitly refuse, I will protect him before he dies.

  Then Zheng Yuan of the Ministry of Punishment, the deputy general of the Silver Robe Army, who is so picky, dare to ask me? "

  Mr. Guanqi has been gentle and kind to others for more than ten years, but now, he suddenly becomes a little different.

  But in the eyes of the man in brocade clothes, the man in front of him with a bit of domineering words is the real chess watcher.

  He is the most romantic in Dafu.

  How can the most romantic person have no temper?

  It's just the past experience, Mr. Si's death, and the burden of the library on Mr. Guan Qi, which made Mr. Guan Qi restrained a lot.

  Now, because of Lu Jing, Mr. Guanqi picked up the past again.

  So the man in brocade clothes thought about it, and continued to walk into the palace.

  The moment he stepped into the palace, the heroic spirit on his body dissipated, his towering body became short, and his long black hair turned into snow white.

  He changed from a heroic man to a gray-haired old man.

  Mr. Guanqi is walking side by side with Lu Jing.

  The clouds and mists dispersed, and the stars in the sky gradually revealed their traces.

   "You are too young. In fact, a few months ago, I wanted you to bypass the books and see the real world, but I was afraid that you would see it clearly and be disappointed in this world."

  Perhaps it was because of watching chess for two months, Mr. Guanqi's aura was a little disordered, and even the sound transmission of spiritual consciousness was intermittent.

"In the end, I didn't dare to let you out of Taixuanjing a few months ago, because there are still people in Taixuanjing who are watching the world and watching you. Without his consent, you can't get out of Taixuanjing. Not farther away.

   It's just... now there's a turning point. "

  Lu Jing listened quietly to Mr. Guanqi's words. When he heard the word "transition", a light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

  Mr. Guanqi said: "Shoufu's plan has come to fruition, and Hezhong Road has become a place where winds and clouds gather. You can't go far, but you can go to Hezhong Road to have a look.

  There, the heroes will gather!

  Three prefectures in Chong'an, Sea Demon Kingdom, Hundred Ghosts Mountain, Qi State, Donghe, Yueshi, Nanzhao, Evil Daozong, Pingping Township, Landa Temple, Daleiyin Temple...all will have strong people coming. "

   "You can go to meet them, and more importantly, to see the world in Mr. Si's heart."

   "Lu Jing, would you like to be the sword holder of the library?"

  (end of this chapter)

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