If You Can't Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified Chapter 380

  Chapter 380 What the living beings in the world want is nothing more than a 'birth'.

   "After reading too many books, I read a cage of shackles instead. I only care about the word orthodoxy, and I am lying on the name of Hou Sheng Gong Ya Sheng and decaying day by day.

   Such a family is not beneficial to the world. "

  Da Situ thought so in his heart, he saw Emperor Chongtian sitting on the throne of the king, and saw the thoughtful look in the eyes of the Dafu Shengjun, but he couldn't help shaking his head.

   "It is not beneficial to the world, but it is beneficial to the dynasty.

  Perhaps after this, the Eight Great Masters of Hedong will return to Taixuanjing again. "

   Chen Tansheng saw that Da Situ did not respond, so he lowered his head to think about the meaning of Da Fu Humeru's words, which had not been in court for a long time.

  The seventh prince stood in the east hall of Jiansu Mansion, looking up at Lu Jing's calligraphy and painting brush and ink.

  The pen and ink are firm and upright, with awe-inspiring righteousness.

  The seventh prince's eyes became more and more fiery.

   "Being virtuous or virtuous, whether you are upright in your heart depends on whether Lu Jing can really seal the passage of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain."

  "If he can't suppress the Hundred Ghosts Mountain, he will no longer be Jing Guogong in the hearts of the people in the world."

  The head of the Huai Gang, the former prince of Dongnv Kingdom was standing behind him, also looking at the calligraphy and painting.

   "When the ghost catastrophe in the Valley of the Dead came, I was in the Valley of the Dead."

   "That ghostly turmoil..."

  The cloak on the head's face trembled, he paused, then shook his head and said, "Actually, I really want to see how Lu Jing actually sealed off the passage to the Mountain of Hundred Ghosts.

   Could it be that relying on Taiweiyuan Santai to worship the supernatural powers? "

  Yu Xuanlou put his hands behind his back, and the brilliance in his eyes became even brighter.

   Li Jingang who originally planned to go to the valley of the dead, the two beautiful women of Wuye Mountain, King Weiguang... and many other high-ranking guests from all over the world stared blankly at Lu Jing in the distance.

  Lu Jingsha Xilou has returned to his sheath.

  He squatted halfway, stretched out his fingers, and drew a mark on the blood-spattered ground.

  Starlight falls in the sky.

   And the scattered starlight seemed to be like sharp knives, piercing into the heads of more than two thousand immortals.

  The heads of those immortals were suspended in mid-air.

  The arrangement of these heads can be clearly seen at a distance, very much like an altar.

   Blood rains and the wind blows.

  The overwhelming ghosts and gods dare not approach Lu Jing, as if the awe-inspiring righteousness on Lu Jing's body is a sharp blade for killing ghosts.

  They are rushing toward the Valley of the Dead, like a locust crossing.

  Nan Heyu and Luo Shubai looked at each other.

  A series of hazy wind and rain barriers are still floating in front of them, covering their tracks.

  The judge of Yan Luodian, who was able to see through this trace, was still hidden in the black mist and did not step out.

  In the black mist, they will not die.

   But if they walk out of the black mist, Mr. Jiu and Fu Wudao alone are enough to make these two judges disappear from the world.

  Yan Luodian is strong in the endless ghosts and gods, not in the unrivaled powerhouse who overwhelms the world with his own power.

   "Lu... What is Mr. Jing Guo doing?"

  Up to this moment, Nan Heyu was also exhausted and out of breath because of the previous battle.

  She narrowed her eyes and looked carefully at the serious and meticulous Lu Jing.

  Beside Luo Shubai, he learned the skill of the smoldering sword bestowed by the sage, and his swordsmanship became more and more prosperous.

   And as the son of Luo Mingyue, the master of swordsmanship, he should have extraordinary knowledge.

  Ke Luo Shubai didn't understand what the pattern Lu Jing drew on the ground represented.

   "Maybe it represents...the human world?"

   Fu Wudao was tall and tall, and he stabbed the Huaixia Broadsword into the rocks in his hand.

  The two beautiful women of Wuye Mountain looked at Fu Wudao.

   Fu Wudao remained silent.

   Li Jingang beside him could not help but sigh.

   "It's easy to open the passage in the Hundred Ghosts Mountain, but it's probably not enough to re-seal it with two or three eighth realms.

  The last siege was based on the skeletons of millions of souls in that mansion, and it was also sieged by the Lord of Zhenwu Mountain, the Great Buddha of Daleiyin Temple, and the Great Situ of Taixuan Palace. "

   "Could it be that such a result is inevitable this time?"

   Li Jingang admired Lu Jing in his heart and was willing to fight the immortals for Lu Jing.

  But he was really not optimistic about Lu Jing.

   Even at this moment, Lu Jing hunched over, pulled out the grass-cutting knife, and cut a knife in the palm of his hand.

  The imprint of a drop of blood falling into that dust.

  The people watching this scene widened their eyes.

  A wisp of smoke rises from the mark.

   And then... nothing happened.

   "This is?" King Wei Guang was a little puzzled.

  Li Jingang jumped out of the wind and rain barrier, his whole body was churning like a sea, and he went over mountains and ridges towards the Valley of the Dead.

   "If you wait any longer, the day lily will be cold!"

   Li Jingang shouted loudly, and immediately two or three hundred practitioners wanted to follow Li Jingang.

  As Li Jingang said, only pin your hopes on Lu Jing...it may lead to a catastrophe in the end.

  Luo Shubai also looked at Nan Heyu.

  Nan Heyu didn't hesitate, and said: "No matter what the outcome of Jing Guogong's altar is, we can go to the entrance of the valley of the dead first, and if Jing Guogong succeeds, we will strangle the ghosts and gods in the valley of the dead.

  If Duke Jing does not succeed..."

  Nan Heyu hasn't finished talking yet.

  Lu Jing suddenly looked at the clouds in the distance.

   "Mr. Jiu, Senior Fu Wudao, I still need to borrow your true palace essence and blood."

  Lu Jing's spiritual thoughts circulated.

  Mr. Jiu had already stepped forward. He casually put Zhan Qingshan aside, tapped the center of his eyebrows with his finger, and a drop of crimson blood oozed out of the center of his eyebrows, floating in front of Lu Jing.

  Fu Wudao fell from the sky to the ground in just two or three steps. He looked at the mark on the ground and said, "Lu Jing, you owe me a lot."

   Lu Jing nodded without hesitation.

   "Forge a sword, fight against the west tower in the sky, until the passage of the mountain of Baikidi opened because of me.

  Lu Jing owes the world a lot, and also owes favor to his seniors. "

  Fu Wudao, like Mr. Jiu, took out a drop of blood essence from his own Musashi.

  Following the two drops of blood essence suspended in the air, the aura of the two of them was sluggish.

  Mr. Guanqi saw that Lu Jingqiu took the essence and blood of Mr. Jiu, Fu Wudao Zhengong, and the five internal organs, so he wanted to fall to the ground, and took out a drop of blood, but was dragged back by Mr. Eleven.

  Mr. Guanqi turned around and saw Taoyao staring at him angrily.

  Bai Guanqi smiled bitterly, just about to say something.

  But Taoyao flicked her fingers lightly, and a drop of blood also fell on the cloud.

   "Mr. Eleven."

   Lu Jing saluted Mr. Eleven.

   "The essence and blood of the three eight-level cultivators, coupled with this Taiweiyuan sacrificial supernatural power, I wonder if it is possible to seal the passage of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain?"

  Fu Wudao still had some worries in his eyes.

  Nan Heyu, Luo Shubai and many other practitioners also looked at Lu Jing with anticipation.

  Lu Jing shook his head slightly.

"not enough."

   "Not enough?" Nan Heyu's momentum faltered.

   King Weiguang became more and more silent.

  The essence and blood of those cultivators of the eight realms contained the power of pure yang, the qi and blood of Yuque, which was extremely powerful.

   These few drops of blood essence were not enough, even if they poured all their energy and blood into it, it would not gain much.

   "Senior Baili..."

   Just when everyone was at a loss.

  Lu Jing's eyes fell on the white clouds far away.

   "Senior Baili, can I borrow a drop of blood from Lu Jing..."

  Senior Baili?

  A person whose surname is Baili, and who can be called a senior by Jing Guogong of the court, there is no one else except Baili Qingfeng, the suzerain of Daozong.

only…

   Essence and blood are not ordinary things, how can they just borrow them?

  Chong'an Sanzhou Shizi Yu Dongshen brought a drop of Chong'an King's blood essence, which turned into the martial arts incarnation, Taichong Longjun couldn't even fight back before the Chong'an King's blood essence was incarnated.

  This shows the preciousness of the practitioner's blood.

  How easy is it for Lu Jing to borrow a drop of blood from Baili Qingfeng?

   "It is a favor I owe you that you can accommodate Kong Fanxing's broken body in the West Building.

  I really don't want to see ghosts and gods raging in the world, so why not lend me a drop of your blood? "

  The voice of Baili Qingfeng is leisurely.

   With his voice, it fell into everyone's ears.

  In the distant sky, a white dove suddenly flew over. The white dove was completely white, with no impurities on its body, but there was a drop of blood in its mouth.

  The white dove flew over Lu Jing's head, and let the blood-colored beads fall from the bird's beak and landed in Lu Jing's hands.

   Lu Jing looked at the blood-colored bead lying in his palm, and saw the white dove dissipate into a cloud of mist.

   "One drop of my blood is worth ten drops, it's enough!"

  Baili Qingfeng's eyes were burning in the distance, he looked at the imprint drawn by Lu Jing in the dust on the ground, looked at the altar hanging in the sky, and was amazed: "This Taiweiyuan's sacrifice to the supernatural is extremely mysterious.

  I used to think that Lu Jing was too afraid of death, that he wanted to save his own life even though thousands of ghosts and gods were tormenting the world.

   Didn't expect that Lu Jing was still Lu Jing, he had already illuminated the emperor's star when he thought about it, and understood the wonderful use of these Taiweiyuan magical powers. "

   Baili Qingfeng was muttering to himself, but suddenly came back to his senses, frowning.

  He saw Yu Qixiang take out a dagger at some point, and cut open his palm, allowing a drop of heart blood to flow out of that palm.

   "Sovereign, please let that white dove send my blood here as well."

  Yu Qixiang spoke hastily.

  Baili Qingfeng originally wanted to speak out, telling Yu Qixiang that her blood essence would not work.

   But when his eyes fell on the drop of blood, his eyes froze slightly, and then he snapped his fingers.

  The cloud and mist once again condensed into a white dove, sending the blood essence to it.

  Looking at the five drops of blood in front of him, Lu Jing focused his attention on Yu Qixiang's golden blood drops, and heard others asking him.

   "Is this blood essence enough now?"

  To Baili Qingfeng's surprise...

   Lu Jing nodded first, then shook his head.

   "Enough is enough, and it's not enough."

  He spread his palms while speaking, and then slowly pressed them down, and five drops of blood essence immediately fell into the mark on the ground.

   "If it's just a short-term blockade like before, it's actually enough."

   "But if you want to seal the passage of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain forever, it's not enough!"

  Lu Jing said surprisingly: "Dazhu Kingdom, the world needs a drop of strong blood."

   This time Lu Jing is not paying for favors.

  He raised his head high, his eyes seemed to be on fire.

  Hyakkidi Mountain passage was opened because of him, and it will also be closed because of him.

  The permanent sealing of the Baiguidi Mountain passage is Lu Jing's gift to the world, not his obligation.

  So he was confident and confident, and asked Da Zhuguo for a drop of the pick of the strong.

   "Su Houcang from Dazhu Kingdom is also here?"

  Many rivers and lakes swallowed their saliva, and then they saw a chariot rolling towards them, and a large chariot was galloped by two miraculous horses with wings.

  Su Houcang of the Dazhu Kingdom is wearing armor, even the helmet is covered, only the unrivaled aura is like a burning star, scorching hot.

   "Hakkidi Mountain is difficult to get entangled in these Hundred Kidden Mountain passages.

  A mountain passage in the Hundred Ghosts often needs hundreds of years of gestation before it can take shape.

  It was like what King Qi Yuan of the Qi State did.

  Jing Guogong... Are you sure you can seal it permanently? "

"able!"

  Lu Jingdao: "As long as there is no one with ulterior motives to open the passage again at a high price, this passage in the Hundred Ghosts Mountain will be permanently closed from now on."

   Chi!

  A beam of light immediately popped out from the chariot and flew to the ground.

  The strong impact brought up a strong wind, which dispersed all the smoke and dust on the ground, leaving only the mark drawn by Lu Jing.

   "The essence and blood of the Dazhu Kingdom... permanently seal the passage of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain?"

  People were still a little dazed in their eyes.

  The original great crime seems to be about to become a great merit?

  When everyone was amazed.

  Suddenly there were waves rolling in the cloudy sky, and streaks of turquoise light filled the air, and a drop of blood essence was wrapped in the light and fell straight down into the palm of the hand.

   "Which senior is this?" The people don't know who else in the world can be compared with the blood essence of Dazhu Kingdom.

   But Lu Jing silently looked at the two smears of blood in his palm.

   "Fortunately, there are still many heroes who care about the world."

   "Senior Chu..."

   Lu Jing thought about this, and gently threw the two blood essences in his hand.

   Instantly!

  The imprint on the ground burst into light, reflecting a bright brilliance.

  When the radiance fell into the void, those people who were still guessing what the mark represented finally had the answer.

"born."

  There is only one word, but it seems to represent the original vision of countless creatures in the world.

   "What the creatures of the world want is nothing more than the word 'birth'."

   "I will complete the word 'life', and I will seal the passage of 'death'!"

  Lu Jing thought silently.

   "The Three Terraces of Taiweiyuan offer sacrifices to supernatural powers, attracting the power of the immortal soul and the body, just like when Lu Jingdong opened the passage of Baiguidi Mountain, connecting with the passage."

   "And the one who really sealed off the passage of Baiguidi Mountain is Taiweiyuan's supernatural power... Changyuan!"

   "Long wall! The border city wall! Use the blood essence of the real strong as the bricks, integrate the power of sacrifices, lock the passage of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain, and seal it forever!"

   "For the human world, this can be regarded as a great merit. After all... there is not only one passage to the Hundred Ghosts Mountain."

  In the East Palace, Yu Zhuoxian had a rare look of sarcasm in his eyes. He glanced at Su Mansion and at Taixuan Palace.

  Whether in Jiansu Mansion or Taixuan Palace, there are too many people who desperately want to convict Lu Jing, and even let Lu Jing die.

   "It's a pity that Taiweiyuan Zhenfeng's supernatural powers are only supernatural powers after all, not great supernatural powers.

  In the world, there are not many practitioners of the Eight Realms who are willing to sacrifice their blood to block the passage to the Mountain of Hundred Ghosts. "

   "Even if you are a first-class madman from Dazhu Kingdom and Chu, you can't withstand two or three drops of blood."

  Prince Xianma seemed to feel a little pity.

  Prince Yu Zhuoxian said: "Lu Jing is still young, but he only cultivated according to the stars, but his future is bright, he will always become a celestial being, maybe even a human immortal.

  One day, there will always be a time when the supernatural powers in his hands do not need the blood of the strong. "

  Prince Xian Ma was suddenly worried: "I don't know if such an arrogance can always be used by me?"

  The prince was slightly taken aback.

  He looked at the deep Taixuan Palace, and suddenly felt that Lu Jing seemed a little too arrogant.

  Same as the young Shang Min before.

  The big Situ in the hall closed his eyes slightly, but he could see that there were countless people in the court with ugly faces, as if they had eaten filth.

  He also felt more and more that after the Hedong Chen family had a sub-sage, they had exhausted the blessings that heaven and earth had given them.

   Otherwise, how to explain the fact that the Eight Great Families in Hedong have no successors?

  Just like that stupid Tansheng Chen, who has the name of Duke Tansheng.

  But I don't know that there is always someone who takes action for an unrivaled arrogance, so how can it be a person?

  (end of this chapter)

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