If You Can't Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified Chapter 328

  Chapter 328 Two Famous Swords

  Nan Heyu saw the Tianlong horn.

  The cyan pattern on the Tianlong horn is like the flowing color on porcelain, simple but full of mysterious meaning.

  Nan Laoguo pressed the Tianlong horn under the stone tablet of Dafu Juyue overnight, and he didn't know what kind of method he used to scrape some powder from the extremely hard Tianlong horn.

  An imperial physician from the Taixuan Palace hurried over and concocted more than a dozen medicines for Nan Tinggui to take together with the powder.

  Nan Tinggui, who was on the verge of dying, became a little more angry in front of Nan Heyu, Nan Yuexiang, and Nan Xuehu.

  Even the originally blurred eyes became more radiant.

  Nan Xuehu and Nan Yuexiang let out a long breath.

  Nan Heyu finally let go of the heart that he had been carrying for many days.

  She guarded the south stop for two days, and on the third day, Nan Xuehu came to replace her.

   "Have you gone to thank Jing Guogong?" Nan Heyu asked Nan Xuehu in a low voice.

  Nan Xuehu glanced at her, shook his head and said, "Jing Guogong won't care about these details."

  Nan Heyu nodded, wondering what she was thinking.

  Nan Xuehu said: "However... Even for the Duke's Mansion, Tianlong Horn is extremely precious.

  Mr. Jing helped such a great help, it is common sense for someone in my Nanfu to thank him. "

  Nan Heyu touched Qian Xiushui who was carrying her back.

She said: "Senior brother told me a few days ago that the two of us, Yu Xingdao and I, are a little low-level. Master has something to do, and Jing Guogong offended the West Tower of the sky because of calling the wind and rain. Maybe he and I have nothing to do with each other. Golden Armor, but luckily my brother and I still have two famous swords.

  Maybe...Jing Guogong can use it when he should be robbed. "

  Nan Xuehu's eyes lit up: "Whether it's Qian Xiushui or the seven-foot jade tool, they are all famous swords of the first rank in the world. Mr. Jing has cultivated the sword spirit, and he used the long sword to kill immortals and dragon kings.

  If you can get a first-grade famous sword, you will naturally be more confident. "

   "It's just that the long sword has a spirit, and the Qianxiu water and the seven-foot jade have already had owners, but I don't know if Mr. Jing can..."

  Nan Heyu looked at Qian Xiushui: "Jing Guogong's swordsmanship is unquestionable, every time he strikes a sword, he can always attract Qian Xiushui.

  Before the seven-foot jade tool was put into his hands, it could also produce a four-foot sword light.

Famous swords have spirits, if they are in the hands of others, maybe Qian Xiushui and the seven-foot jade tool are just sharper, but if the person holding the sword is Jing Guogong, even if he has never raised a sword, he should be able to exert six or seven points of its power . "

  When Nan Xuehu heard Nan Heyu's words, he remembered that when Nan Fengmian left the city in the past, the real Xuanyi sword armor had appeared outside Taixuanjing.

   "Just thinking about it, Mr. Jing can hold the two swords of Bailu and Shenshu, so naturally he can also hold Qianxiushui and seven-foot jade tools."

  So, Nan Heyu left the Nanguo government.

  She originally wanted to go to Master Liu's residence first, and find Luo Shubai who was practicing the new sword manual given by the sage.

  But for some reason, Nan Heyu walked to Yanglu Street unknowingly.

   It's just that the small courtyard in Kongshan Lane is empty today.

  Nan Heyu was a little disappointed, but also relieved.

  She turned around and took a few steps, then turned around and waited for tea time in front of the small courtyard.

  This cold-tempered girl was originally a little indecisive, but she became even more so when she encountered things related to Lu Jing.

   After waiting for a long time, Lu Jing still hasn't returned.

  So Nan Heyu thought about going to the library to find Lu Jing.

  Walking forward a few streets, Nan Heyu's thoughts flashed in her mind. For some reason, she turned to another street and walked towards the gate of the city.

  Out of the city, the blue sword light flew up and went straight to Jiaoshen Mountain.

  The sword light flew to the towering ice peak of Jiaoshen Mountain.

  When Nan Heyu looked through the fog that covered the ice peak, he saw Lu Jing holding his hands behind his back, looking at the words left by Mr. Si on the ice peak.

  Bingfeng here, Lu Jing is not alone today.

  Beside Lu Jing, there was another handsome man in silver robe looking up at the line written by Lu Jing.

   "Seeing the abyss in the sky...Salvation from hopelessness..."

   "Your handwriting is much prettier than that of Mr. Si."

  In front of the Bingfeng Peak, Yu Dongshen nodded and said: "Your small regular script with hairpin flowers has already become popular in the three prefectures of Chong'an, and the reputation of calligraphy and painting in the three prefectures of Chong'an is not weaker than Taixuanjing at all."

  Lu Jing shook his head: "Mr. Si's handwriting seems simple, but it is more expensive than a real handwriting. He was late in reading and learning swords even later. He has reached the peak of kendo, so he must not be able to concentrate on pen and ink."

   "What about you?" Yu Dongshen asked curiously: "You are a fellow practitioner of Yuanshen martial arts, and the cultivation of Yuanshen makes me unable to see it.

  It has only been more than 20 days since I saw you last time, and the qi and blood on your body are at a higher level. I am afraid that you have already cultivated the eight innate qi and blood, and you are not far from the realm of gods. "

   "Besides, you are also a famous young sword armor in the world, and the younger generation regards you as their armor when it comes to the sharpness of sword light.

  You are still Mr. Shulou, the best in cursive script, the vision of pen and ink, and it is said that you have developed awe-inspiring spirit...

  There are not many people with such all-round talents in the world. Coupled with your age of seventeen or eighteen, it is really surprising. "

  Dongshen Yu glanced at the distant clouds while speaking.

Lu Jing shook his head towards Yu Dongshen, and said, "Everyone has their own chances, for example, the prince has the teaching of the Great Buddha in Da Leiyin Temple, the seventh prince has double pupils, and Zhongshan Hou Jing Wushuang has the talent to overwhelm the world. Another example is you, son, you are the king of Chong'an, with the blood of a martial arts leader flowing through your body, you once shot Sirius with a silver spear."

   "There are countless arrogances in the world, one more Lu Jing than me is actually not too many."

  Yu Dongshen nodded: "That's the truth."

   "There are countless heroes in the world, one more Jing Guogong, one more young sword armor is really nothing."

   "But... if there is one more person in the world who can kill Taichong Dragon Lord as a young man without being punished by Dafu, it will be enough to shake the world."

  Lu Jing smiled at Yu Dongshen: "For this matter, I have to thank my son and King Chong'an."

  Yu Dong looked a little unnatural: "Actually, even I never thought that there would be an incarnation of the father's blood in the halberd that day.

  I thought it was a ray of Qi. "

   Lu Jing's face was slightly dark, and he asked, "You are not sure, so you do such an adventurous thing with me?"

  Yu Dongshen didn't care: "It's okay, I want to teach Taichong Dragon Lord a lesson. If you can kill him, it's your chance. If you can't kill him, you and I can get away with the halberd."

   "The battlefield is always changing rapidly. If everything is absolutely sure before sending troops, there will be too few battles in the world."

  Lu Jing thought about it carefully, and found that what Yu Dongshen said had some truth.

  Yu Dongshen said again: "However... you were able to kill him, which was beyond my expectation, and I can feel that after killing Tianlong, the aura in your body has become more powerful and profound."

   "It's just that Jiuchu Mountain was covered by the aura of a strong man after that night. I haven't seen any changes in it. I don't know if you have broken through."

   "I have never seen the stars shining in the sky, maybe...you don't like those main stars?"

   Yu Dongshen asked like this.

Lu Jing didn't answer, but instead asked him: "You took advantage of Xu Baijia's defense of Chongan Sanzhou for you, came to Taixuanjing, cleared up Yu Qixiang's grievances, killed a heavenly dragon, and raised Zhong'an again." The prestige of Ansanzhou must go back now, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Yu Dongshen frowned: "You killed Taichong Dragon Lord, what has it to do with me in Chong'an Sanzhou? blocked for you."

  He mentioned one sentence emphatically, and then said: "In two or three days, I will return to Chong'an Sanzhou.

only…"

   "It's just that returning to Chong'an Sanzhou is no better than coming to Taixuanjing. Now everyone in the world knows that Chong'an Wang Shizi, who is carrying Chong'an Sanzhou on his shoulders, is in Taixuanjing with 900 cavalry tigers.

   I don't know how many pairs of eyes are looking at you. " Lu Jing said.

  Yu Dongshen didn't refute, and said with a smile: "It's my father who provoked the heroes of the world when he was in his prime, destroyed many countries, and even destroyed a fairy building.

  It's good that I'm in Sanzhou of Chong'an. It's a long spear for Dafu to block incoming enemies. It has my own sharpness. "

   "Now that I have come to Taixuanjing from Chong'an Sanzhou, I have put down my sharpness. Naturally, some people will covet me."

  Speaking of this, Yu Dongshen suddenly looked at Lu Jing, and said with a smile: "Thinking about it carefully, Jing Guogong belongs to me in the three prefectures of Chong'an.

  The mother and concubine of Chong'an Sanzhou, the son of Prince Chong'an, and the daughter of King Chong'an all have some friendship with you.

   Not long ago, Chong'an Sanzhou Tianji also helped you kill a heavenly dragon, making your aura as deep as an abyss.

  Maybe... I go back to Chong'an Sanzhou, you will help me? "

   Yu Dongshen's tone was relaxed, as if he was joking with Lu Jing.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jing looked at Yu Dongshen seriously, and asked, "Hundreds of thousands of armored men from the three prefectures of Chong'an were trapped in front of the burning chariot of the Northern Qin Dynasty, and King Chong'an was lying on the bed with exhausted energy and blood. And you...the prince of Chong'an came to Taixuanjing, and he never got a hereditary replacement.

  If I help you, what can I get? "

  Lu Jing asked seriously.

The relaxed expression on Yu Dongshen's face disappeared. He lowered his head and thought for a long time, and finally shook his head and said, "As you said, the three prefectures of Chong'an are strong, but they carry the wall of great ambush on their backs, and carry the burning fire. Qin Huo used to carry the fairy waterfall that fell from the sky.

  If you help me, I can't take off the burden and promise you anything. "

   Yu Dongshen spoke so seriously, Lu Jing looked at Yu Dongshen's face seriously, and after a few breaths, he suddenly smiled.

   "My concubine helped me several times in the middle of the river, and as you said, I was able to kill Taichong Dragon Lord, and I got the chance to swallow the dragon because of the incarnation of King Chong'an."

   "Anyway, I, Lu Jing, do owe you Yu Dongshen a favor. If you want to return to Chong'an Sanzhou, I can help you."

   Only then did Yu Dongshen realize that Lu Jing was also joking with him.

  The silver robe on his body fluttered, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Thinking about it carefully, I still have a famous sword in Chong'an Sanzhou."

   "The famous sword is the sword of Mr. Wuji of Beiqin. It was said by my father when the Heavenly Official came to the world to fight.

   It's just that I, a native of Sanzhou in Chong'an, seldom practice swords, and there is no one who can inspire the spirit of the famous sword, so I have been hiding in the palace all the time. "

   "If you need it, I can write a letter and send it over."

  In the past, Lu Jing has always followed the principle of receiving no reward for no merit.

  But today, Lu Jing is extremely free and easy.

  He nodded in agreement, and said, "In that case, there is God Dong Yu."

Yu Dongshen folded his arms, and said casually: "The long sword is left alone, as I said, you and I have some friendship in Chong'an Sanzhou, so I have the right to give you this long sword gone."

   "As for you helping me..."

  Yu Dongshen blinked, and said bluntly: "Your cultivation base is a bit weak, you can kill dragons on the Dragon Slaying Platform, but you can't kill those powerful men who are astounding in the world.

  My silver gun is not afraid of coming. If it can come out, it can naturally go back. "

  Lu Jing didn't argue about anything, but asked: "The sword of Mr. Wuji of the Northern Qin Dynasty is called Thirty-six Commanderies?"

   Yu Dongshen nodded: "The sixteenth sword in the world, the thirty-sixth county."

   Lu Jing's eyes became brighter.

   Yu Dongshen left.

   Lu Jing turned his head and looked at the clouds behind him.

  In the cloud and mist, Nan Heyu had already locked his mind, not listening to the conversation between Lu Jing and that kind of Prince An.

  At this time, Yu Dongshen stepped into the clouds and went away, and Nan Heyu was just going to the front of the ice peak.

  Suddenly, a breeze appeared in the distant sky.

  The breeze is blowing, with an indescribable chic.

   Lu Jing, who was originally looking in the direction of Nan Heyu, also seemed to sense it. He turned his head to look at the sky.

   But that day, there was a white-haired middle-aged man in Tsing Yi standing on the cloud with a wine jug in his hand, looking down at Lu Jing.

   Lu Jing was a little surprised, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

   "Senior Baili."

   Lu Jing shouted loudly.

  Nan Heyu in the cloud naturally heard Lu Jing's voice.

   "Senior Baili?"

  When Nan Heyu thought about it, he guessed that the only person who could be called a senior by Lu Jing was Baili Qingfeng from the Evil Dao Sect!

  Baili Qingfeng laughed, and standing on the cloud, he also said loudly: "I heard that Emperor Chongtian gave you a good sword?"

  Nanhe Yu was stunned.

   Lu Jing stood in front of the ice peak, smiling and nodding.

  Baili Qingfeng took off the cork from the jug in his hand, threw it down the cloud, and threw it to Lu Jing.

   Lu Jing took the jug and smelled it, his eyes lit up.

  A strong scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wine came to the nostrils immediately.

   "May I exchange this pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine for your sword?"

  Lu Jing flicked his fingers without hesitation.

  A beam of sword light suddenly flew up three hundred feet.

  The sword light was clear, cutting through the clouds and mists, and hanging in the air.

  When the sword is hanging in the air.

   Nan Heyu's eyes were fixed, and Qian Xiushui, who was carrying her on her back, let out a clear sound as before.

   "Which famous sword is this?"

   "There are a total of twenty-one first-grade famous swords that have been handed down in the world, but there is no such famous sword among the twenty-one swords."

  Nan Heyu suddenly looked disappointed.

   "It turns out that Mr. Lu Jing got such a famous sword, which seems to be stronger than Qian Xiushui."

  At this time, Baili Qingfeng on the cloud had already stepped forward, and came to the silver long sword in the mid-air of the cliff.

   "So it's this sword." Baili Qingfeng's eyes shone brightly, and suddenly, a cold snort came from his right shoulder.

Baili Qingfeng ignored the cold snort on his shoulder, and asked, "It is enough for you to have this sword, and the thirty-six counties promised to you by Lord Wuji of the Northern Qin Dynasty are not suitable for it." you."

   "Seniors eavesdrop on other people's conversations, it is inevitable to be rude."

  Lu Jing smiled, his eyes deepened: "For Lu Jing, the more famous swords, the better."

  Baili Qingfeng was puzzled.

   "What do you need so many swords for?"

  Nan Heyu on the side became more and more silent. She thought for a while, then turned around and left Jiaoshen Mountain.

   "I think so, with Mr. Lu Jing's reputation, how can he lack a sword, and why should I borrow it?"

  (end of this chapter)

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