If You Can't Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified Chapter 50

  Chapter 50 Sir, you can go straight to the second floor

   The sky on this day was blue and transparent, the clouds moved slowly, and the two cold lights flew into the sky like this, with bursts of vitality, dragging the bright tail, and shooting towards the distance!

   And in this Lu Mansion, many people also noticed this scene.

   Lu Feng in Bieshanyuan is practicing. He is holding a long sword. The long sword should be of grade, but it is a treasure sword of rank six or above.

The    treasured sword emanated a cold glow, slashed in the air, and lifted its weight lightly.

  Lu Feng is in the realm of the melting pot. Using the flesh, fascia, bones, internal organs as the melting pot, and the flesh as the container, he guides the vitality of the world, refines his own body with the vitality, and turns it into turbulent blood.

   Like him, his eyesight and hearing are absolutely incomparable.

   So when Lu Jing stood on the sword, his anger broke, and Lu Feng, who had been cultivating the mysterious martial arts in Dakai Dahe, stopped moving and looked up into the void.

   At a glance, he saw Lu Jing standing on the sword.

   He raised his brows slightly, his eyelids vibrated, and then he shook his head and continued to practice hard.

   In Lu Jingyuan, Sheng Zi, who was chatting with Lu Yi and Qing Yue in a low voice, glanced at the corner of his eyes and seemed to catch something.

   In the next instant, Sheng Zi suddenly stood up and looked up at the sky.

  Lu Yi and Qingyue were confused, Lu Yi was about to ask.

   He saw Sheng Zi lowered his head and smiled at Qing Yue: "Qing Yue, your young master is flying into the sky while standing on the sword."

   "One soaring into the sky?" Qingyue nodded ignorantly, thought for a while and said, "Is Miss Nanjia here?"

   There was still a bit of nervousness in her tone.

  Sheng Zi turned her head and asked, "Why do you say that?"

  Qingyue said: "I heard that Miss Nanjia is a kendo genius, a disciple of the immortal family who has come and gone. She...is here to pick up the young master?"

  Sheng Zi shook her head: "Miss Nanjia is indeed a rare arrogance. She has a thousand silks around her waist. It is said that one can be divided into a thousand. Among the young powerhouses in Taixuanjing, there are only a few people who can compete with her."

   "But it's not Miss Nanjia who took your young master today..."

   Sheng Zi hasn't finished speaking yet.

  Qing Yue blinked her eyes and exhaled a long breath: "It's fine if it's not... it's fine if it's not..."

  Sheng Zi didn't understand why Qing Yue didn't want that Miss Nan family to take Lu Jing away, and her red lips moved slightly and asked, "Why don't you ask who took Lu Jing? Aren't you afraid that he will never return?"

   "No." Qing Yue raised her eyebrows and said softly, "Young master told me yesterday that no matter where he goes, he will come back to see me."

   Lu Yi probably read some more scriptures, and looked at Qing Yue with bright eyes, wondering what she thought of.

Sheng Zi was silent for a while, then stood up: "Looks like this second matter, I have to wait for Lu Jing to come back and talk about it, Miss Qingyue, when Lu Jing comes back and talk to him, she says that I am entrusted by others. , to find him to write a word."

   "Speaking of which, the content of those words is somewhat similar to what Qing Yue just said."

   Sheng Zi and Lu Yi left.

   Qingyue wiped the table deftly, watered the flowers and plants in the yard, washed a few more clothes, and after thinking about it, she rolled some more noodles.

   "Young master may be back tonight. I'll roll out some noodles to prepare. If he wants to eat noodles when he comes back, he can go down faster."

   In this courtyard today, Lu Feng and Sheng Zi were not the only ones who saw Lu Jing standing on the sword, flying up and breaking through the clouds.

   and Lin Rendong in Ning Qiang's courtyard, she was laughing with Ning Qiang, but raised her head abruptly.

   Ning Qiang also raised her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

  Lin Rendong stroked the white hair on his forehead, lowered his head and smiled and said, "Why did you say that Lu Jing was in the family that day, it should be a pity that this huge Jiuhu Lufu?"

Ning Qiang thought for a while, and said softly, "Maybe it's because... no matter what happens to my cousin, he is neither happy nor sad, nor frightened nor fearful. Only those who have a city in their hearts can be so calm, have a broad sea in their hearts, and become a great atmosphere. "

  Lin Rendong shook his head: "Aren't you scared or afraid? All I know is that Lu Jing is very scared now."

   is just as Lin Rendong said.

  When Lu Jing stood on the silver sword, his feet fell on the sword as if he was rooted, and a stream of vitality flowed out from the sword, sucking Lu Jing's body.

   When he looked down, at first, there was indeed a lot of horror on his face.

   However, when the silver sword began to fly smoothly in the void, Lu Jing tried to look down...

   He only felt that the scenery of the world caught his eyes!

   "Raise your head, the red sun is near, look back and the white clouds are low..."

   Lu Jing's eyes flickered, and he turned his head to look at Zhong Yubai beside him.

  Zhong Yubai also stood on the black flying sword at will, and the black flying sword still exuded a chilling murderous intent, which made Lu Jing a little shocked.

  Zhong Yubai glanced at Lu Jing with a smile on his face.

   His voice was like a clear stream flowing into Lu Jing's mind.

   "My sword is called Suihan, and the one under your feet is called Pine and Cypress. They are all famous craftsmen... They have been with me for many years."

  Zhong Yubai seemed to have nostalgia in his eyes, probably thinking of something from the past.

  Lu Jing thought for a while, and then asked, "Everyone Zhong... What kind of realm does the Primordial Spirit cultivator cultivate to be able to control things like this?"

   In fact, the flying sword was extremely fast and the wind was raging. If it was an ordinary person, he would naturally not be able to hear Lu Jing's voice.

   But Zhong Yubai heard it clearly.

   "As long as you cultivate to the real, know how to control things, know how to ride the wind, and control the vitality of the soul, you can already fly."

   Lu Jing was fascinated, and wanted to ask the martial arts cultivator if he could break through the barriers of the physical body and travel in the air.

   But at this moment, Zhong Yubai glanced down: "It's here."

   So, the two flying swords turned their heads and dived down.

  Lu Jing also saw the scene below.

  It turned out that there was a high wall not far behind Changning Street where the Lu Mansion was located.

   Within that high wall…

  In the high wall is a vast garden.

   In the garden, there are good trees and green onions, many towers, many curved corridors, a hundred kinds of pavilions, many flying eaves and glaze, and there are also fish sucking green waves, and bamboo forests are hidden.

  The breeze was blowing, and many exotic flowers and plants seemed to sing softly in the wind.

   Looking further into the distance, you can see high slopes, mountains, lakes, small ponds…

   In addition to these stunning landscapes.

  When the flying sword fell to the ground, Lu Jing stepped down from the flying sword, and through an old wooden door, he saw many scenes that surprised him.

   "Is this a bookstore?"

  Lu Jing suppressed his weak legs and remained silent for a few breaths before asking.

Next to   , the smile on Zhong Yubai's face faded, replaced by a solemn one.

   "This is the holy place in the hearts of scholars all over the world."

   Zhong Yubai said: "The Master said as early as a hundred years ago that he should teach according to his aptitude, and there is no difference between teaching.

   Therefore, the scholars in this library are not only scholars, but also have their own identities.

  Everything is taught in the bookstore, so there are warriors, Taoists and monks, blacksmiths, doctors, even merchants and street vendors…”

   "This seems a little different from my previous life."

  Lu Jing's eyes still fell on the people in the small door, and he couldn't help but feel even more puzzled.

   "What kind of person is the Master? It is said that he knocked on the gate of heaven and entered the gate of heaven forty-eight years ago, 'Taibai whispered to him, and the heaven will open the gate for him'!"

"In the past, I only thought of him as a Confucian and Taoist saint, but today I look at him... He really is such a pedagogical bookstore that teaches everything, how can he cultivate such many feudal etiquettes as Dafu? How to set up these many Rotten rules?"

   "And... it is said that 'the book building is five stories high, but the sky can be seen', where is the five-story book building?"

  Lu Jing was full of doubts, but a young man in white came slowly from a distance.

   That young man wearing a long gown with a long towel has a lot of romance, his eyes are calm, and his face is light.

   He walked not far, and gently waved to Lu Jing and Zhong Yubai.

  Lu Jing was nervous.

   But he didn't expect Zhong Yubai next to him to take a deep breath.

   "Everyone Zhong...is so nervous."

   "Let's go." Zhong Yubai looked solemn and walked towards the library.

  The two stepped into the study building step by step. The moment Lu Jing stepped into the study building, he only felt that the wind flowing in the void was no longer so noisy.

   The surrounding breath was gentle and warm, Lu Jing took a breath, only to feel the warmth in his body.

   "If you practice martial arts in this bookstore, you will get twice the result with half the effort."

  Lu Jing continued on with such thoughts in mind.

   Along the way, many people looked at Lu Jing with curious expressions in their eyes.

  Some people also recognized Zhong Yubai and saluted him from a distance.

   It was Mr. Guanqi who waved to them just now, and the two walked up to Mr. Guanqi.

  Mr. Guanqi looked extremely happy, with a smile in his eyebrows.

  Lu Jing salutes.

   "I didn't expect...you...to come so soon." Mr. Guanqi also turned his head towards Lu Yan.

   Then he looked at Zhong Yubai next to him.

  When the eyes of Zhong Yubai and Mr. Guanqi collided.

  Mr. Guanqi's Yuanshen voice came again, obviously wanting Lu Jing to hear it.

   "Zhong Zhiming, if you kill King An Huai, you will kill the king, and you will have no king and no father. How can you enter this bookstore?"

   This time, Mr. Guanqi's voice was cold and questioning.

   Lu Jing's expression remained the same, and he never even raised his head.

   However, just after Mallow came to invite her earlier today, Sheng Zi also told him about Zhong Yubai's origin in detail.

   Zhong Yubai, who was in danger of the Anhuai Kingdom, held a sword in his hand and wore a second sword in his waist, so he entered Anhuai and sat alone in the sky above the capital of Anhuai to prevent the enemy from coming.

   King An Huai respected him and gave him the sword of his father and father to show his holy grace. Later, Zhong Yubai never saved An Huai, and King An Huai went crazy and disappeared since then, but now I listen to Mr. Guanqi's words...

  Lu Jing was thoughtful.

   Zhong Yubai shook his head: "If you don't kill your lord, you naturally don't deserve to enter this study building. It's just today... I'm here to send a scholar to school, and you can't leave until he enters the first floor."

   "The first floor?" Mr. Guanqi frowned.

  Zhong Yubai was slightly startled, turned his head to look at Lu Jing, and asked, "Mr. Chongshan told me that you invited him into the library to read articles and do scholarship."

   "It was indeed me who invited him into the building." Mr. Guanqi said, "It's just that I invited him into the building because I asked him to be a master of the bookstore, not a disciple of the bookstore."

   "Mr. Shuyuan, you can go straight to the second floor."

   I was delayed in going out today. I'm a little late. Please forgive me. The chapters at night and tomorrow will be the same.

   (end of this chapter)

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