If You Can't Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified Chapter 251

  Chapter 251 Kunpeng eats five hundred real dragons every day, and I kill seven hundred dragons!

  Hezhong Road has always had few mountains, but there is a famous mountain in the world.

  This mountain is called Lingao Mountain.

  Originally, the high mountain was Cuiwei, and the water flowed soupy, but under the scorching heat, the original green Lingao Mountain and the green stream in it have all disappeared.

  Looking from a distance, here is a bare barren mountain, without the vitality of the past.

   But this high mountain is still extremely high. Standing on the top of the mountain, it seems that you can touch the clouds and mist, and overlooking the vast middle of the river, you can see very far.

  The mountains are towering, there are countless peaks on them, and there are mountain peaks for climbing.

  Si Wanyu's long clothes fluttered in the mountain wind. She walked into Lingao Mountain alone, holding a piece of rune in her hand.

  The rune probably came from Zhenwu Mountain, and the rune still has the pen and ink of Zhenwu Mountain Master. The rune shone with brilliance, guiding Si Wanyu to move forward.

  Si Wanyu's expression was cold. She was sitting on a cloud, and the cloud was floating in front of her like a curtain of clouds.

  Beauty with rolling cloud curtain, sitting deep and frowning.

  Si Wanyu is still the famous Princess Chong'an for her beauty, the only difference is that now she entered the middle of the river road alone and came to Lingaoshan.

  The **** mist shrouded Lin Gaoshan, Si Wanyu stood up from the cloud and mist.

  Liu Rumei, Yun Rufa...

  Compared with her, the many colors in the world are like dust.

She stepped into Lingao Mountain, and the winding mountain road was as flat as the ground in front of her, but the surrounding scene was barren, and from time to time, she could see the dead beasts beside the road, which had already turned into bones now, even under the scorching sun in the sky, The white bones have also turned black.

  Si Wanyu sighed inwardly.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the three prefectures of Chong'an used their backs to block the Wufu Xuanyang of the Northern Qin Dynasty, lest the people of Dafu, like the people of the Northern Qin Dynasty, become the fuel of the chariot burning with fire, or become the animals without thinking and thinking. This is no longer a human being.

  But...in this good world within the three prefectures of Chong'an, there is still such a place as Hezhong Road.

  Under successive years of disasters, perhaps the Dafu court was indeed working hard to relieve the disaster, but the middle of the river became more and more desolate, and more and more people died.

   "Fortunately, the three prefectures of Chong'an are not just for the great defeat of Guozuo, nor are they just for the great defeat of the people of the Central Plains."

   "The tens of millions of people in the three prefectures of Chong'an survived because of this, and it doesn't have to be the price of offering sacrifices to swords and deterring Dafu in the Northern Qin Dynasty."

  Si Wanyu thought about this in his heart, and walked all the way to this continuous and towering mountain.

  Mountain peaks followed by mountain peaks, until the red blood mist was within reach, and Si Wanyu had a vague illusion...just circulate the spiritual thoughts, the primordial spirit soars into the sky, and you can climb to the sky and see the sky.

   According to legend, Lingao Mountain is the place where immortals fall into the mortal world, and there are also ordinary people who set foot on the peak and see the color of the sky.

"That is…"

  Si Wanyu walked all the way forward, crossed the towering clouds and mist, and saw two shadowy figures in the place shrouded in blood mist.

  One of the figures was wearing white clothes, but she was holding a blood-colored flower in her hand. She squatted in front of the abyss and stretched out her hand. The blood-colored flower fell into the cloud, and the blood-colored cloud turned into many streamers.

   It's like a fairy holding flowers, stirring up the wind and clouds on the top of the mountain.

  Another figure had a sword at his waist, and held a jade bottle in his hand. There was a strange aura rippling on the jade bottle, connecting with the blood-colored mist in the sky, absorbing the essence in it.

  When Si Wanyu saw these two figures, he had hesitation in his eyes. He lowered his head to think for a while, and then walked a hundred steps forward until the two figures became clear.

   "It really is them..."

  Si Wanyu frowned: "Phi Xing and Dai Yue are immortals."

  The two immortals, a man and a woman, also turned their heads and looked at Si Wanyu.

  Then the eyes of these two immortals flashed a little surprise, and the star-studded immortal with the blood-colored flower in his hand stood up, not wearing makeup, but also with an alluring posture.

"It's you…"

  Phixing Immortal showed a smile at the corner of his mouth: "After more than ten years, your appearance has not changed, and it is still like cardamom.

  It's just...you seem to be no longer you. "

   Immortal Dai Yue lightly tossed the jade bottle in his hand, and the jade bottle was suspended in midair, absorbing the **** mist by itself.

  He put one hand on the fairy sword at his waist, and there was a unique aura flowing from his body, which was more precious than the vitality of the heaven and earth, making the Immortal Dai Yue more noble and different from ordinary people.

   "It's a coincidence that I fell into the world twice, but I met you both times."

   Immortal Dai Yue squinted his eyes and smiled softly. The long hair behind him fluttered with the mountain wind, brewing a dream, and his handsome face was full of memories.

  The star-piercing fairy took out the blood-colored flower in her hand from the blood mist, and randomly inserted it into the bun on her head, adding a touch of color to her plain white body.

   "Thinking about it carefully, we want to accept you as a disciple at that time, so you should follow us to go to heaven to receive the law."

Immortal Phi Xing expressed some regret in his tone: "With your talent at that time, this mortal world buried you, but you insisted on refusing to do so. Now more than ten years have passed, and you are still trapped in the realm of that time, even retreating instead of advancing. .”

"You are not you anymore." Dai Yuexian said: "You cut off the most important aura in your body, and all the killing intent and attachments in your body in the past are gone, and this is also the reason why you are not advancing but retreating. "

   Immortal Dai Yue spoke up to this point, and said with emotion: "This world is like this, one wrong step will inevitably suffer its consequences.

  You are unwilling to worship us as teachers, but you have mistaken yourself. "

  Philadelphia Star caressed his sleeves, suddenly raised his head, and asked Si Wanyu: "Where are you hiding the aura you cut off now?

  If you can regain your Qi, we can still teach you. "

  The two immortals, Pi Xing and Dai Yue, seemed to have a different kind of patience with Si Wanyu, and they were even quite gentle when they spoke.

  An Nijing, the qin festival in the Hengshan Temple, also met these two immortals, but the immortals only communicated their spiritual thoughts, and never said much to her.

   But when they arrived at Si Wanyu's place, even Immortal Dai Yue, who had been gathering blood-colored mist in the jade bottle, put down the celestial artifact in his hand and talked to Si Wanyu.

  Si Wanyu looked indifferent. When she heard the words of the two immortals, many scenes of the past always flashed in her mind.

  She thought of the Qingcheng Mountain full of fireworks, of the unprovoked punishment from heaven, and of the familiar alleys covered in dust, and she became more and more suspicious of these two immortals.

  The two immortals Pi Xingdaiyue just landed on Qingcheng Mountain, and Qingcheng Mountain was punished by heaven. This is... too coincidental.

   "Two... immortals." Si Wanyu saluted the two immortals, and was about to speak when the two immortals not far from her suddenly turned their heads and looked at a certain sea of ​​clouds.

  In the sea of ​​clouds, something flew over.

  Si Wanyu took a closer look, but it was a white crane.

  There is no vitality flow on the white crane, but if you look carefully, you can see the black color flowing in the body of the white crane, and the mighty air flows in it, supporting the existence of the white crane.

   "Then there are words on the white crane's feathers?"

  Si Wanyu looked carefully, and his expression changed immediately.

   "This is Lu Jing's cursive script."

  Si Wanyu is quite familiar with Lu Jing's calligraphy. As early as in Taixuanjing, the distinguished Princess Chong'an had seen Lu Jing's cursive script many times.

  Nowadays, Lu Jing is famous for his cursive script in Dafu. Even in the three prefectures of Chong'an, there are still three thousand words of Lu Jing, which is the copy of the theory of people's value.

   Dafu scholars are also full of praise for Mr. Lu Jing's cursive script.

  Combined with the friendship between Si Wanyu and Lu Jing, naturally he won't admit his mistake.

   "Slaying the dragon? No wonder I came all the way to the mountains, but I only felt that there were real dragons in the middle of the river bringing clouds and mist, and there were dragons coming with the real dragons."

  Si Wanyu frowned, feeling a little worried.

She and Lu Jing can be called good friends. When she left Taixuanjing, Lu Jing presented her with poems. Over the past year, Si Wanyu has been practicing the hairpin flower script from Lu Jing. Use this handwriting method.

   It was the trend brought about by Princess Chong'an, and many ladies from famous families in the three prefectures of Chong'an were also proud of being able to use hairpin flowers in lower script.

  In addition to these...more importantly...Si Wanyu is also quite grateful to Lu Jing.

  Lu Jing kept his promise and dared to protect Yu Qixiang alone, otherwise, he might not be able to leave Taixuanjing that day, nor would he be able to return to Chong'an Sanzhou.

   "It can also be regarded as the cause and effect of the three states of Chong'an."

  Si Wanyu subconsciously wanted to turn around and head to Changliu City: "If it wasn't for Qixiang's matter, Lu Jing might not have gotten into such a trouble with the dragons of the world."

   "Are you old with this Lu Jing?" The star-piercing fairy's ethereal voice fell into the ears of Si Wanyu who wanted to go down the mountain.

   Immortal Dai Yue also showed a smile on his face: "If you want to participate in the dragon slaying, it may be too late now.

  The dragon-slaying field is extremely far away from here. Now that the war has started, it won't help if you start now. "

  Si Wanyu's breath stagnated slightly, his brows were frowned, but he still walked down the mountain.

   "If you want to see Lu Jing, it's actually best to wait here on Lingao Mountain."

  Phixing Immortal said: "If that Lu Jing is already dead, if you go to Changliu City, I'm afraid you won't even find the bones.

  If that Lu Jing died, he would definitely not stay in Changliu City anymore. If you go at this time, how can you find his trace? "

  Si Wanyu heard what Immortal Phi Xing said, and asked in puzzlement, "Why are you waiting in this high mountain... to be able to see Lu Jing?"

  Phi Xing and Dai Yue looked at each other with anticipation.

   "The scene of Lu reflected Yuan Xing, and the two treasures of calling the wind and rain also recognized him. In the eyes of the two of us, he is just like you at that time, and has the talent to ascend to the sky."

   Immortal Daiyue held the fairy sword at his waist all the time: "I have sent people to look for him. If he is dead, that's all. If he is still alive, he will definitely come to Lingao Mountain."

  Si Wanyu immediately realized: "You two immortals, do you want to take Lu Jing as your apprentice?"

  Phi Xing and Dai Yue nodded at the same time.

  "Ordinary people are busy, and there are not many people who are extremely talented. When we come down to earth by chance, and meet such a genius as Lu Jing, we can't bear him to be stranded in this vast quagmire.

   Only by jumping out of the quagmire, practicing immortality, and going to the fairy tower in the sky can you transform into a fairy. "

A smile appeared on the corner of Si Wanyu's mouth, she turned her head to look at Pi Xing and Dai Yue, and asked, "You two immortals, why are you so sure... If Lu Jing is still alive, he will come to Gaoshan, I beg you division?"

  The two immortals were a little puzzled, and the star-pillared immortal asked: "There are immortals who fall into the mortal world and give them longevity, who would refuse?"

  Si Wanyu remained silent.

  Daiyue Immortal smiled at her: "Ten years ago you had two auras mixed together, if the other aura prevailed in you, maybe you are already in the sky now.

  You never worshiped us as teachers... you can't judge it with common sense. "

  Si Wanyu took a deep breath, suddenly shook his head and said, "You two, Lu Jing will not come to Gaoshan."

  The Immortal Phi Xing took a look at Si Wanyu, and said: "After the spiritual tide, the human world has some resentment towards the heavens, but they don't know that if it weren't for the presence of the immortals in the heavens, this world would have collapsed long ago.

  But for the vast majority of people in the world, having an immortal teaching the Dharma is a great opportunity, and a little resentment in their hearts is nothing compared to the real opportunity. "

   "Nowadays, among the dragons in the world, apart from the Wufanghai Wufang Dragon King under the jurisdiction of Dafu, there are also overseas dragons. There is also a dragon temple in the Sea Demon Kingdom, and there is even an old dragon on Luolong Island."

"Lu Jing is young, and I don't know what a big mistake is. He reflected on the dragon-slaying platform and offended Nilin, who belongs to the dragon family in the world. There will be disasters in the future, not to mention the chance to ascend to the sky. As long as you worship us as disciples, the world will be chaotic in the future. It has nothing to do with him, isn't this... a good thing?"

  Si Wanyu said in a calm tone, "Will there be no dragons in the sky?"

   "Naturally there are dragons." Immortal Dai Yue said, "But real dragons in the sky also regard mortal dragons as ants.

  If Lu Jing can escape from the mortal world and become a fairy, and enter the fairy tower, the dragons in the sky will not offend another fairy tower because of the grievances of the mortal dragons. "

  Si Wanyu thought of what he saw in Taixuanjing, thought of Lu Jing's stubbornness hidden under his gentle temperament, thought of Lu Jing's human sword spirit, thought of the sword-like peak cursive script, and shook his head with the same stubbornness.

   "Si Wanyu feels that Lu Jing won't reach the sky."

  Pi Xing and Dai Yue frowned at the same time.

   "In that case, you should stay here on Lingao Mountain and see if Lu Jing will come to Lingao Mountain, why don't you make a bet with us..."

  Si Wanyu recalled what the two immortals said just now, and a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "So, the two immortals only know that Lu Jing is still alive?"

  The blood of the disabled old dragon was poured into the huge Dragon Burial City.

   There was still dragon blood left on Lu Jing's Rain Calling Sword. The dragon's blood was so sticky that it never dripped when it hung on the Rain Calling Sword.

  Lu Jing stretched out two fingers, wiped down along the hilt of the sword, and wiped off the stench of dragon blood.

  An old dragon with eight layers of gods died under Lu Jing's rain-calling sword.

  Even though the solid second-grade seven-star sword has almost been abolished, the twenty-eight blood-colored dragon **** have also become dim.

  Even though it was the result of Lu Jing's careful preparation and unrestrained response, in the eyes of everyone present, it was still unbelievable.

  Even if it is reflected in the dragon-slaying platform...you shouldn't use Zhaoxing to kill the god-faced eighth-level old dragon!

  Qi Guo's python Yi Diaosi moved his fingers lightly, pinching a long hair with his fingertips. The long hair was sharp, but it exuded traces of **** smell, as if he had drunk all the blood.

  The disciples of Landa Temple gave him a cold look.

  Yuan Qishou, the second head of the Huai Gang, finally understands that... the Seventh Prince and Shaozhu Kingdom are not just worrying too much.

   "If this Lu Jing is not killed, even I will have trouble sleeping and eating." The eight hundred mysterious ice soldiers behind Yuan Qishou are ready to move!

  In another place, four true dragons of the seven realms have rushed into the Dragon Burial City.

  The seven hundred dragons have already overwhelmed the knights who came to kill the dragon.

  Bai Yuan was extremely happy, Nan Heyu and Luo Shubai were still stunned at the fact that Lu Jing had really killed the old dragon with eight layers of gods in just a moment.

  Long issuer, Kaiyang Jianzuo...

  Xu Xingzhi, Xiang Guohe... There are dozens of knights who are shaking in their hearts, facing these hundreds of dragons!

  They didn't regret it, but had unspeakable passion in their hearts.

  Today, more than 30 knights and heroes responded to Lu Jing's call to slay the dragon and slayed the dragon outside the Dragon Burial City!

  The old dragon is dead, and the rest of the dragons seem to be insane.

  Luo Shubai shouted loudly: "Mr. Lu Jing, you leave first, I will get out later, and they will not be able to catch up with you!"

  Lu Jing beheaded the old dragon who looked like 80%, and his blood and vitality became shallow.

   As long as he retreats at this time, even the seven hundred dragons will never dare to chase too deeply.

  Xu Xingzhi, the long issuer, the white ape, and dozens of knights also heard Luo Shubai's words. When their magical powers and profound kung fu were running, they all wanted to cover up Lu Jing's departure.

  The rightful lord left, they covered each other, and their identities were extraordinary, these dragons did not dare to kill recklessly.

But…

  To everyone's surprise, Lu Jing beckoned lightly and hurried towards Zhao Ye.

  Lu Jing got on his horse, and when the golden light in the distance was filled, the phantom of Kunpeng, which was already almost transparent, made a comeback, supporting Lu Jing and Zhao Ye.

  The dragon-slaying platform in the sky reflected a faint light, and it fell directly on Lu Jing's body. The Rain Calling Sword in Lu Jing's hand turned into a stream of light, floating beside Lu Jing's shoulder.

  The Hufeng Knife also came out of its sheath, causing disturbances inside and outside the Dragon Burial City, and heavy rain.

   "The blood sacrifice and the killing of Lu Jing, these dragons are all accomplices."

  Lu Jing smiled at everyone: "Since Lu Jing reflects the Dragon Slaying Platform and is in charge of the law and thunder, we must not tolerate evil spirits!

   The sprites want to kill me, I don't intend to back down. "

   "Kunpeng eats five hundred real dragons every day!"

   "Today I rode the Kunpeng, killing dragons with 700 genus! So that everyone in the world will know the genus of dragons... Just like Lu Jing's three thousand words, this is the world, and dragons must never look down on the common people!"

  (end of this chapter)

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