If You Can't Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified Chapter 326

  Chapter 326 I...need a better sword

  Meng Ru of Jingyin Mansion was standing three feet away from Lu Jing.

  On Lu Jing's Rain Calling Sword, there was a dragon's chant from the remnant primordial spirit.

  The dragon chant came from Taichong Dragon Lord Primordial Spirit, but it no longer had the power of the past, and it was mixed with residual pain and unbelievable shock.

  The eyes of the governor of Jingyin Mansion, Minister of the Ministry of Justice, and Dali Sizheng were all fixed on the Rain Calling Sword.

  On the Rain Calling Sword, in addition to the remnants of the primordial spirit, there is still a sword energy floating boldly.

  Meng Ru was born in Confucianism, so naturally he also practiced sword.

  His cultivation level can't be called advanced, but he has two or three parts understanding of the way of swordsmanship.

  But when the light of the sword on Lu Jing's Rain Calling Sword fell into his eyes, Meng Ru only felt that the light of the sword was extremely deep, as if it contained the mysteries of heaven and earth.

  With his many years of cultivation, he couldn't see through it at all.

  Looking at Lu Jingruyu's face, Meng Ru suddenly remembered... the first time he met Lu Jing, Lu Jing was still the **** son of the Lu family in Jiuhu, the unmarried son-in-law of the Nanguo government.

  But I never thought that there will be more than one year...

  The concubine and son-in-law of the past seemed to have the potential to soar into the sky, and they stepped into the clouds in one fell swoop. Not only did they perform many feats, they called the wind and rain to solve the world's disasters, and they even became Duke Jing of the Dafu Dynasty.

  When it comes to personality, he, the governor of the capital, still has to salute him.

  Today, under the shock of the news, Meng Ru once again witnessed the extraordinaryness of a young Tianjiao.

   "The head of the Taichong Dragon Lord was actually cut off by Jing Guogong."

  Meng Ru's throat trembled.

  Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice and Dali Sizheng on the side tried their best to hide the shock in their eyes, but they still felt like waves in their hearts.

  When Lu Jing sounded the alarm drum, there were already a large number of people on Gongqian Street watching from a distance.

  Lu Jing put his sword back into its sheath, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, and said: "The Taichong Dragon Lord is used to being domineering, and he wants to take my life just because I read him a book in the court.

   Such a domineering person is also the current Dragon Lord, and it is precisely because of this that Lu Jing beat the drums to complain.

  I killed Taichong Dragon Lord, the guilt has been determined, I don't want to make more sophistry, I just don't want to be like others, I clearly killed the treacherous Tianlong, but I don't want to bear the responsibility of killing a hero who killed Dafu. "

   Lu Jing's voice was calm, not high-pitched.

   But it was such a calm voice that reached countless people.

   "Lu Jing, how did you kill Taichong Dragon Lord?"

   "When Taichong Longjun was still in Xuandu, he once went to see Lu Jing in Kongshan Lane, Yanglu Street, but Lu Jing avoided seeing him, but he never thought that he would..."

   "Hiding and not seeing? Do you really believe that Lu Jing went to visit Jiuchu Mountain on a whim?

  There are many famous mountains in the world, but Lu Jing wants to go to Jiuchu Mountain, Taichong Dragon King wants to intercept and kill Lu Jing on Jiuchu Mountain, and it happens that Yu Dongshen, the son of King Chong'an, passes by. How can there be so many coincidences in the world? "

"you mean…"

  On Wulong Street, General Yunqi, who had already taken refuge in Jiansu Mansion, frowned and looked at Chu Yeshan beside him.

  Chu Yeshan closed his eyes, with doubts on his face, but finally he was discouraged and said: "It couldn't be more obvious.

  Longjun Taichong wanted to go to Kongshan Lane of Yanglu Street to find Lu Jingyao to show off his power, but Lu Jing was no longer in Yanglu Street, or even Taixuanjing. "

General Yunqi is not stupid, he had already guessed in his heart, but he just didn't want to believe it. Hearing Chu Yeshan's words, he breathed heavily and said, "So... Lu Jing and Yu Dongshen had planned a long time ago. Killed Taichong Dragon Lord on Jiuchu Mountain?"

   "But... How could it be possible for the cultivation of Taichong Longjun to die in the hands of Lu Jing and Yu Dongshen?"

  Chu Yeshan was also puzzled, but in the end he could only shake his head: "In any case, Lu Jing's Rain Calling Sword is indeed stained with Taichong Dragon Lord's primordial spirit, and it is indeed contaminated with the blood of Taichong Dragon Lord's neck."

  General Yunqi gritted his teeth and looked in the direction of Taixuan Palace.

  He clearly knew that Duke Jing was the enemy of Jiansu Mansion, but seeing Lu Jing's courage, he still marveled and said: "Just after becoming a Duke, he killed a Dragon Lord.

   Not to mention how he killed it, just this courage is really amazing. "

   "Singing and crushing the sprites and monsters' palace, stirring up the sea of ​​five directions!"

  Lu Jingzhen, as he said in his poem, not only smashed the Xiyun Dragon Palace, but even brought back the bones of Taichong Dragon Lord today, Wufanghai...I'm afraid there will be chaos. "

   Chu Yeshan thought for a while: "It's not absolute, there is also a Luolong Island in the South China Sea!"

  When Lu Jing's sword light suddenly appeared, it was tinged with blood.

  In Taixuanjing, I don't know how many strong people who paid attention to this were all shocked.

   Taichong Dragon Lord's head was actually chopped off by Lu Jing.

   Even in the past, Lu Jing has already done many major events that shocked Tai Xuanjing, and even the world.

   Except for calling the wind and rain in the middle of the river to save the world from the disaster before, the sum of the things Lu Jing committed is not as shocking as it is today.

  "He not only beheaded the Taichong Dragon Lord, he even took the bones of the Taichong Dragon Lord into Taixuanjing without hesitation, and even wanted to complain about his grievances!

  Everyone in the world called Lu Jing the young leader, the young prince, and the young sword armor. This Lu Jing's courage lived up to the four characters of youthful spirit. "

  Ji Yuanzhi, Li Shen, and Zhong Yubai hurried into the palace.

  Chu Shenchou and the man in black were hidden in the crowd, looking at Lu Jing in white in front of Taixuan Palace.

  The man in black was tall and tall, with his arms folded on his chest, he said: "There is indeed a human spirit in the light of his sword, and more importantly...his sword dares to cut injustice."

   "This Taichong Dragon Lord probably never dreamed that he would die under the sword of such a junior."

  Chu Shenchou also saw Lu Jing's unsheathed Rain Calling Sword, but there was a bit of doubt in his eyes: "Brother Xia, I can't see through Lu Jing's sword light in the realm of the star palace.

  Your cultivation base is far above mine, maybe you can see the mystery of Fuguang and Jianqi? "

  The man in black thought for a while, then turned his head, and solemnly said to Chu Shenchou: "His sword energy is comparable to the sky wheel."

  Chu Shenchou became a little sad.

  I still remember that not long ago, he wanted to accept Lu Jing as his disciple.

   "Alright, in this way, coupled with our efforts, this Lord Jing Guo should be able to save his life under the influence of going to the West Tower that day."

  The man in black said so.

  Chu Shenchou looked at the man in black, nodded and said: "I also want to thank Brother Xia for his help."

  The man in black shook his head: "The relationship between me and Dafu Chongtian Emperor is naturally endless, but this world is not the world of Chongtian Emperor alone.

  It would be a blessing to the world, and it would be a blessing to you and me, if there is another fourth gentleman in the world. "

   In front of the Taixuan Palace, there was a wave of people. When they went out to the empty palace road guarded by guards, the surrounding streets were already surrounded by water.

  Jing Guogong, who called the wind and rain, handed over a memorial, detailing the news of Wufanghai Taichong Longjun's crimes, which had already been spread throughout Taixuanjing through the storytellers.

  The people in Taixuanjing are different from the people in other Taoist prefectures, and they are not satisfied with one bite of food on weekdays.

   There are some important people handing over papers for Shengmin's order, and they are naturally very concerned about it while being grateful.

  Later, I heard that the brochure had been handed out, and the vicious Dragon King went to Yanglu Street where Jing Guogong was.

  At that time, the people of Xuandu were still filled with righteous indignation, and the children of Xuandu even made up a jingle to scold the Dragon King angrily.

  But I don't want to... Now the dragon king's body is floating in the sky.

   "If you ask me, Jing Guogong's words about visiting Jiuchu Mountain on a whim and being attacked and killed by the Dragon King are just excuses.

  Jing Guogong must have seen that the Dragon King was too cruel, disregarding human life and lawless, so he deliberately waited on Jiuchu Mountain..."

   "Hush! Don't talk nonsense, how many books of sages and sages has Jing Guogong read? He is the leader of the palace test and Mr. Shulou, how can he lie?

  Don't frame Jing Guogong! "

   "Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue... The Dragon King, who caressing about human life, is dead, I can only applaud, how can I frame Jing Guogong?"

  The sky in the distance is full of wind and clouds, and a heavy rain is brewing.

   It's just tea time.

  In the palace, Diao Si came to invite Lu Jing into the palace.

  Leave three high-ranking officials, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, Sizheng of Dali Temple, and Governor of Jingyin Mansion, to deal with the aftermath.

  The bones of the dragon floating in the sky were also covered by a cloud of mist.

  Lu Jing entered the palace, and went to Taixian Hall with ease.

  As soon as he stepped into the Taixian Hall, Lu Jing heard a crisp shout.

"gentlemen…"

  When Lu Jing heard this boy who had become a little rough recently, a smile appeared on his face.

   "The Thirteenth Prince..."

  Prince Yanxu knelt in front of the futon, holding a copy of "Gu Wen Yuan Jian" in his hand.

  After Lu Jing entered the Taixian Hall, Prince Yanxu stood up subconsciously, wanting to salute Lu Jing, but then remembered something, stopped his figure, and bowed his head to read.

  It wasn't until this time that Lu Jing saw that Emperor Chongtian, who had always been sitting in front of the table reviewing memorials, was standing in the side hall today, looking at a painting.

  In that painting, there is a long rolling river, and there are a full sixty peaks poking into the clouds.

   Lu Jing's expression changed.

  This painting...is called Qingshan Changhetu.

   It was a gift from Lu Jing to Sheng Zi on Sheng Zi's birthday.

   "This painting fell into the hands of Emperor Chongtian?"

  Lu Jing was a little puzzled... But when he looked carefully, he saw that the rolling river in the painting and the sixty green peaks were slightly different from what he had painted.

   "This should be copied."

   Lu Jing was a little surprised.

  He thinks that his first-hand calligraphy and painting are all wonderful, and it is even more difficult for others to copy them. There are very few people in the world who can copy them so vividly.

   "However, when Emperor Dafu Chongtian was still the prince, his calligraphy brush and ink was famous all over the world.

  Even the calligrapher once praised Emperor Chongtian, saying that his calligraphy and painting could draw another lifelike world.

  For such a character, it is not difficult to copy my picture of green mountains and long rivers. "

   Lu Jing saluted respectfully while thinking.

   "The green peak is like a knife, and the long river is like a sword. It fits somewhat with what you have done."

Emperor Chongtian turned his head, stared at Lu Jing and said, "It's okay for you to kill the old dragon who is too strong, but since Sheng Cifu and other court ministers have already convicted Wu Fanghai, if you behead him again, you will inevitably hurt him." Dafu Chaotang's face.

  Because of this, when you killed the old dragon, I specially ordered Canglong slave to cover Jiuchu Mountain so that you could kill him quietly.

  You are lucky, and you brought the bones of Tianlong into the mystery again, and beat the drums in front of the palace, but you want to make everyone know about it? "

  Emperor Chongtian's tone was not harsh. As he spoke, he walked to the front of the crime and sat down, and opened a memorial as before.

   Lu Jing looked at the Emperor Chongtian, who was wearing a black robe, with long hair falling on his shoulders, a very calm face, and eyes as deep as an abyss, and suddenly remembered what Mr. Guanqi had said to him.

   "Dafu Chongtian Emperor and Northern Qin Candle King are the most powerful people in the world today."

   "As for me, Lu Jing, I was chosen as a **** by Emperor Chongtian... Counting the past, it doesn't matter whether it's a chance in Lutan, whether the dragon belongs to evil, or even a catastrophe in the middle of the river, or killing a dragon on Jiuchu Mountain...

   All these things may be due to the Dafu Shengjun sharpening his chess pieces. "

   "What exactly does he want, and what does he want me to do?"

  Lu Jing lowered his head, his thoughts were chaotic.

  Prince Yanxu also secretly glanced at Lu Jing in front of him many times.

  After two or three breaths of time, Emperor Chongtian suddenly raised his head and said, "Your courage is getting stronger."

  Hearing what Emperor Chongtian said, Lu Jing suddenly felt a little bored.

  He still lowered his head and kept his body motionless, but he said: "What the Holy King likes is nothing more than Lu Jingzhi's talent and courage.

  Lu Jing wears a sword at his waist. If he doesn't draw his sword when he should draw his sword, and doesn't kill his head when he should be beheaded, how can he be like a sage? "

  Prince Yan Xu hurriedly lowered his head when he heard Lu Jing's words, not understanding why Mr. Lu Jing was so bold.

  What surprised him was that Emperor Chongtian didn't seem to be angry when Lu Jing's words were so stiff.

The Dafu Shengjun even smiled a little, and said: "You can reflect the two stars Taibai and Tianwang, and you can enter Tianguan and see the emperor star, which is enough to prove that Taichong Longjun died under your sword. Not a bad thing.

  If you can grow into a towering tree, I will never hesitate to water you with the best spring water in the world. "

   "It's just that you should have killed Taichong Longjun more quietly."

"Holy Monarch, if you have merit, let the sound of thunder shake the world, so as to deter the world's evildoers." Lu Jingyuan's mind, that fearless sword soul was shining brightly, he remembered Mr. Guan Qi said, since it is a chess piece, since it is in the hands of the Holy Monarch If you have a long knife, you can live longer.

   Has been reduced to a **** and a long knife, so why be so cautious?

Thinking this way in Lu Jing's mind, his voice was clear and he said methodically: "Lu Jing killed Taichong Dragon Lord for both selfishness and publicity. The unity of knowledge and action, so that those treacherous people in this world will not be so confident."

   "If Lu Jing walks at night with a sword and kills Taichong Dragon Lord without showing it to others, how can my sword...be sharper?"

  Emperor Chongtian looked at Lu Jing in surprise.

  The last person who dared to face him like this, and dared to argue with reason like this, is no longer in Taixuanjing.

   "Shang Min said, I can't hold this knife?"

  The smile on the corner of Emperor Chongtian's mouth grew wider.

  Thirty-six years have passed, and the world can produce a sword that is better than Shang Min, but it can't produce another Shang Min.

   "There is no sword in the world that I cannot hold."

   "Whether it's Shang Min or Lutan...the same is true for Lu Jing."

  Emperor Chongtian's thoughts were like clouds, and when the clouds passed away, Emperor Chongtian who was originally sitting on the table stood up suddenly and asked, "What do you want?"

   Lu Jing was a little surprised.

  Emperor Chongtian smiled and said: "Since you want to become sharper, I might as well add a handful of firewood for you when you quench your fire.

what do you want? "

  At this moment, people outside the Taixuan Palace are guessing what kind of punishment will be given to Duke Jing Lu Jing who killed the Dragon Lord of Taichong.

  But they didn't know that Lu Jing was standing in the center of the Taixian Hall at this time, and suddenly raised his head, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes...

   "My lord, my minister...needs a better sword."

   It turned out to be double, it's the end of the month, everyone is willing to vote, thank you

  (end of this chapter)

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