MTL - If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified-Chapter 223 It is majestic, bitter and eternal

  Chapter 223 is majestic, bitter and eternal

  Especially in spring, dusk always comes quickly.

  The sun has fallen into the west mountain before the sunlight has evaporated the water vapor in the mountains.

   Once there is no sunshine, the spring days in February and March will be a bit cold.

  The whistling cold wind carried a strong chill, blowing on the delicate face of the moon.

   It’s just that the evening always heralds the coming of night, and as the tornado brought the moon down on the unfamiliar mountain road, the already white face of the moon became even paler.

  She is afraid of the mountains, the rugged mountain road, the cold wind, and the unknown night.

  So, the eighteen-year-old girl in front of her stumbled and followed the ray of light revealed in the mountains, guessing the direction of Taixuanjing, and headed for the bustling capital.

   But soon, the light was gone.

  The spring breeze drove away the white fog, wandering on the mountain road, making the moon wheel not know how to move forward.

   And she was also afraid that a mountain ghost would run out of the shadows of the mountains and plains, or a monster would jump out and swallow her in one gulp.

  She wept because she was afraid of these shadows, and hid in a crevice of a mountain rock.

Yue Lun is a native of Qi State, lives in Qi State, grew up in Qi State, and once followed his father to worship the ghosts of Qi State, and also accidentally saw the blood sacrifice performed by King Qi Yuan. bigger.

But…

  When the insects wandering in the cracks of the rocks crawled on her silk clothes, the moon did not even know how to breathe. She closed her eyes tightly and shivered.

  The woman who left home inexplicably did not dare to make a sound, let alone move, because she vaguely heard footsteps approaching.

   "Is it a savage bandit in the mountains, or a monster?"

  Yuelun was trembling with fear, and her slender eyelashes were still trembling.

   But the footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if they were close at hand.

  Yuelun dared not open her eyes.

  She was afraid that when she opened her eyes, she would see a pale face, or a big mouth full of sharp fangs.

"what?"

  But the next moment, Yue Luan heard someone speak, with surprise in his tone: "This is a strange thing."

  Yuelun's expression also changed when she heard the voice. She slowly opened her eyes and looked along the cracks in the rocks.

  Night has fallen, darkness has swallowed everything, and the moon seems to be covered by clouds and mist, without a single ray of light.

  In addition, Cai kept his eyes closed all the time, and Yue Lun opened his eyes, and everything he saw was pitch black.

  She couldn't see the appearance of the person speaking in front of her.

  But the moon wheel is very smart. She had heard this sound earlier when she was still in the sedan chair.

  Yue Lun still remembers lifting the curtain and looking at Yuan Kong.

  The **** glow shone in the distant sky, wrapped in the glow, a black figure was drawn at that time.

  The figure was equipped with a knife, standing in the sky, speaking contemptuously to those monks who she had been terrified of.

   "It's the swordsman who killed people."

  Yuelun breathed a sigh of relief.

   At the very least, it is much better than mountain ghosts and monsters

  As early as in the place where the battle was just now, if the swordsman in green who was called Nan Fengmian by Mr. Gao Li wanted to kill her, he would have many chances, but he didn't do it.

  In the current dark night, meeting Nanfengmian is the best result for Yuelun.

  A burst of vitality suddenly ignited and turned into a flame.

  Sudden light fell on the eyes of the moon, which made the moon who was used to the dark night unable to open his eyes.

  Until he became familiar with the light, Yuelun saw Nan Fengmian's appearance under the firelight.

  Nan Fengmian's black hair was tied behind his back, and half of his Tsing Yi was already stained red with blood, even a little black. The hideous wound had not been treated yet, and his flesh and blood rolled up, making him look a bit miserable.

   But the swordsman's expression was as relaxed as before.

  He found a willow branch from nowhere and put it in his mouth. The long knife at his waist seemed to be filled with spring breeze. Even a woman like Yue Luan who had never practiced could vaguely see the breeze blowing.

  Besides...the huge beast floating in the air next to Nan Fengmian startled the moon.

   It was a wolf, but it was much larger than ordinary wild wolves. The fangs protruding from its mouth were just as Moon Lun had imagined, and the thick tartar could not cover up the sharpness of the fangs.

  After being frightened, Yue Luan felt a little more at ease, because this gigantic monster with a length of more than one foot was already dead.

   Its throat was cut by a knife that was sharper than his fangs, and blood flowed on its fur, which turned black.

   "Why are you here?"

  Nan Fengmian frowned, pointed in another direction and said, "That's Taixuanjing."

  Yuelun stretched out the back of his dusty hand and wiped his face.

  The moon-shaped face, which was originally lightly made up, suddenly faded.

  Nan Fengmian pointed to the distance, and continued walking.

  Yue Lun didn't hesitate, and quickly got out from the crevice of the rock, and followed Nan Fengmian.

  She lowered her head cautiously, and followed Nan Fengmian step by step, walking dozens of steps.

   "What are you following me for?"

  Nan Fengmian stopped, turned around and raised his eyebrows: "You are from Qi, and I have killed all the Qi guards, are you not afraid of me?"

  Yue Luan stood where she was, nodded timidly, but did not speak.

  Nan Fengmian thought that the moon wheel would not follow her, so she turned around and walked a few steps, then stopped again.

  He took a closer look at the moon wheel, and suddenly realized: "That's right, you haven't cultivated yet, and it's already night. If you just walk the mountain road like this, you will probably lose your life."

   Nan Fengmian looked around while speaking, and then looked at the gap in the rock where the moon had just escaped in the distance.

   "Your status is extraordinary, you only need to wait for a few hours, not tomorrow, maybe in a few quarters of an hour, someone will naturally come looking for you."

   "You go in, I'll grab some mist and spring breeze for you, blow away your human smell, and cover your figure."

  Nan Fengmian decided to lend a helping hand to the disfigured woman in front of her.

  Yuelun shook her head.

   Nan Fengmian frowned, turned around and walked forward, but the woman was still following behind.

   "Did you rely on me?"

  Nan Fengmian raised his head to look at the sky, then looked down at his own wounds, and the Yuanshen withered again because of the sword that defeated the Seven Star Sword Seat.

  Riding on the wind at this time, boarding the void, the breath is exposed, but it is easier to be noticed by people.

  What kind of person is Nan Fengmian?

   If he wanted to get rid of the woman behind him, it would be effortless.

  But the weak woman behind her staggered forward, and her body trembled because of the sound of a wolf howling from afar.

   Driven by the chivalrous spirit in his heart, Nan Fengmian simply sat down on the spot and lit another bonfire of vitality.

  He took out a small knife and peeled the skin finely.

  Whether it was when he was traveling the world or when he was in Beiqin, he had peeled off the fur of countless beasts, and he was already familiar with it.

Along the skin and flesh gaps, the diaphragm, and the texture of the fascia, the knife in Nan Fengmian's hand danced between the skin and the flesh. In a short while, the most tender piece of meat on the giant wolf was cooked by Nan Fengmian and suspended. Roast on the campfire.

  The warmth emanating from the bonfire also made the moon that had already been shivering less difficult.

  She was sitting by the campfire, hugging her legs, weeping, and staring closely at the giant wolf that Nan Fengmian was cooking.

  On weekdays, even if she accidentally saw the Qi State Blood Sacrifice, she still couldn't see these **** scenes.

  It’s just today, Yue Luan is afraid that if she relaxes, the swordsman in green will disappear in a blink of an eye.

  The reason why Nan Fengmian didn't kill the woman in front of him was because she didn't practice cultivation.

  The reason for killing the monks of the Qi State was because he didn't want to see the evil prince of the Qi State in the Hengshan Mansion gain power because of this, and continue to kill innocent people.

   But as early as in the battle, Nan Fengmian had already sensed that the woman in the sedan chair had no strength to restrain a chicken, and she was not an unrivaled monk.

  He was not a pedantic swordsman originally, but he felt that he would be sorry for the famous sword in his waist if he used Xinggu real person to kill weak women.

  In addition, Jixia Jiange sent the Seven-Star Sword Seat with the Seven-Star Sword to protect her, and even the Sword Master of Qi State was still brewing a sword intent in the Seven-Star Sword, which shows that this woman's identity is extraordinary.

   At the very least, it is much higher than the Seven Star Sword Constellation.

  Nan Fengmian wanted to go south with a sword, and to see the world, but he didn't want to betray the great adversity, or become a bandit.

  He still hoped that Dafu would be strong and prosperous, and that the people of Dafu would be better.

  Killing several monks of the Qi Kingdom was because he was indifferent to the evil deeds of the court officials against the Hengshan Mansion, and it was his punishment for the evil prince.

  But this woman has no cultivation, and the immaturity and fear in her eyes are not fake in the eyes of Nan Fengmian, who has seen all kinds of people in the world.

  Because of these many reasons, Nan Fengmian never killed her, and even set up a bonfire in the dark night and roasted a piece of wolf meat.

  Yuelun looked at Nan Fengmian who was focusing on the barbecue, but she was still a little afraid of the man with the knife in front of her.

  She really didn't understand why there was an inexplicable order from the Qi court to let her, the daughter of a small border official, go to Taixuanjing for no reason.

   "Father guessed that he wanted to send me to a certain Lord Dafu in Taixuanjing..."

  This guess fits Yuelun's impression of King Qi Yuan.

  She still deeply remembers that when she left home and got into the sedan chair, the scorching sun was hanging in the sky, and the bright sunlight spread on the road, from one end to the other.

   It was originally a superb view.

  But that day, my mother was standing inside the threshold, crying with her head down, her shoulders shrugged, and she would have passed out if she hadn't been supported by a few aunts.

  Father smiled obsequiously at the senior official who came to pick her up, but there was no smile in his eyes, just like when he practiced swords on weekdays.

   At that time, the moon wheel felt that the road ahead could not see the end at a glance.

  Crossing the country, the road is long, but the years always pass by.

  Yue Lun understands that when she sits on the sedan chair, it will be a lifetime between the stops and stops of the sedan chair.

   It may be Yun Ni's wish for her to see her parents again.

   "My lord... your injury?"

  Yuelun suddenly remembered something, she became weaker and weaker due to many things today, her voice was powerless, but it was still moving like a bird.

  Nan Fengmian took a knife and cut off a piece of cooked meat, threw it to Yuelun, and landed on Yuelun's skirt.

  If it was at home, Yue Luan might still feel sorry for her gorgeous dress, but at this time, she didn't care much, picked up the meat from the skirt, and fell from her hand again because it was too hot.

  Nan Fengmian didn't say much, this wound looks hideous and terrifying, but in fact, a lot of vitality has entered it, and it will recover soon.

  Yue Luan looked at the meat on the skirt, the meat was close at hand, and the smell was not delicious, but it took away Yue Luan's mind.

  The woman who had never been so far away from home raised her head with difficulty, thought for a while, and said, "My lord, can you use that knife?"

  Nan Fengmian thought that Yuelun thought the piece of meat in front of him was too big to eat, so he wanted to use this small knife, but he didn't refuse, and casually threw the knife over.

  The knife landed precisely on the piece of meat.

  Yuelun pulled out the knife, wiped the knife carefully with the clean hem of her body, and immediately stretched out her left hand, rolled up the white gauze sleeve, revealing her white arm that was shining under the firelight.

  Nan Fengmian still bit the willow branch, the bitterness from the willow branch made his wound less painful.

  Nan Fengmian was a little puzzled by the behavior of the moon in front of him. He frowned and was about to ask, but the woman in front of him had already dropped his knife.

  The knife entered her arm, and drops of blood flowed out, falling down her elbow.

  Yuelun bit her lip, her expression became paler, and the pain filled her eyes with tears.

  She raised her head to keep her tears from falling, and stretched her arm forward, blood dripping on the piece of wolf meat.

  Nan Fengmian looked at Yuelun's actions, and muttered in his mouth: "What is this? Is there something wrong with all Qi people? Do you want to eat meat mixed with blood?"

Hearing Nan Fengmian's words, Yuelun couldn't help but feel her arm hurt even more. She pressed the wound and looked at Nan Fengmian: "My lord... my blood has some... miraculous effects. After you eat this piece of meat, your injury will become better." faster."

  Nan Fengmian didn't believe it.

  The vitality in his eyes was condensed, and the faint stars appeared in the sky and also fell in his eyes.

  There is both vitality and starlight, but the flesh stained with the blood of the moon not far away is still ordinary, and there is not even the slightest vitality flowing in it.

  Yuelun saw that Nan Fengmian was indifferent, so she couldn't help being a little anxious, she hurriedly said: "My lord, I am not lying..."

  When she spoke, there was still some grievance in her eyes.

  Nan Fengmian was as undisciplined as ever, even though he sensed the grievance in Yue Luan's eyes, he still shook his head casually.

   "I'm not one of those evil people who worship ghosts in Qi State. This injury is just a minor injury. Even if your blood is a panacea, I don't want to drink it."

  Moon wheel qi knot.

  This is her own secret. Ever since she inadvertently discovered that her own blood could save a dying cat, Yue Lun has kept it secret. Even her parents don't know about it.

  There are too many treacherous things in Qi State, and special does not mean good things.

   In other words, apart from her, Nan Fengmian was the first person to know this secret.

  But... the man who is still carrying a serious injury in front of him seems to be a bit stubborn.

At this moment…

  Reverend Xinggu suddenly heard a soft cry, and a gust of wind flowed out from Reverend Xinggu, and the piece of wolf meat was swept up and landed in front of Nan Fengmian.

  Nan Fengmian gently stroked Xinggu real person, frowning and looking at the wolf meat in front of him.

   "It can also heal the injury of the primordial spirit?"

  He thought for a while, then saw Yuelun's hopeful eyes, and felt that Xinggu Master seemed to be urging him too.

  So, in the early years, he had been struggling in the world. If he had been more pedantic, he would not have survived the current Nan Fengmian, so he compromised.

  He spat out the willow branch in his mouth, picked up the piece of meat stained with the blood of the moon, and took a bite.

  The blood-stained wolf meat was also stained red with Nan Fengmian's white teeth.

  You can see that the wolf meat falls into the belly.

  Suddenly, Nan Fengmian felt that the starlight shining from the stars in the sky seemed to be much more intense.

  The vitality in the mountains flowed in a hurry, and almost melted into his soul like water.

  The blood of the moon wheel swallowed by him has long since disappeared, but his primordial spirit has changed.

   Rays of primordial spirit burst out, and the primordial spirit, which was damaged by the terrifying knife, became radiant in an instant if he took the elixir.

  At the same time, the flesh and blood on the wound on Nan Fengmian's right shoulder was still twitching, just like a martial arts monk whose qi and blood turned into a god, a new granulation sprouted in an instant while the flesh and blood swayed, and the dim blood light faded away.

   Flesh was born, and then flesh was born.

  The wound on Nan Fengmian's right shoulder disappeared in an instant, and the skin became smooth as new.

   "It turned out to be...really?"

  Nan Fengmian looked at his right shoulder, and then looked up at the moon.

  Yuelun still had grievances in her eyes, but her chin slightly raised, as if she was talking to Nan Fengmian...

   "Look, I'm not some abnormal Qi people."

  Seeing Yue Lun's expression, Nan Fengmian couldn't help laughing, and then looked at Yue Lun's arm.

   "Your blood can't heal your own injuries?"

  Nan Fengmian probed his hand, and already had an extra pill in his hand.

   "This is the Tengxue Pill brewed by the Taoists on Zhenwu Mountain. It is naturally not as magical as your blood, but it is still a panacea. Try it."

  Nan Fengmian became much softer this time, and circulated a stream of vitality to send the elixir to the moon.

  Yuelun endured the pain and took off the elixir in the air, and swallowed the elixir.

  The elixir was imported, but the wound on the moon wheel remained unchanged.

Her wound was not deep. People with ordinary injuries who ate the flesh and blood elixir of Zhenwu Mountain, although it cannot be called the living dead, human flesh and bones, or the rebirth of a severed limb, but even if the wound is two or three times wider, it can still be treated instantly. Stopping the bleeding will never be useless.

  Nan Fengmian was injured by the Seven Star Sword, eating this Tengxue Pill can stop the bleeding, but this moon...

  He didn't think much about it, he just cut off his robe, mixed some vitality, and stepped forward to cover the wound of the moon.

  The wound is not deep, even if he cannot recover immediately by taking medicine, as long as the bleeding is stopped, it will not be a serious problem.

   "Your talent is different from ordinary people, and you still hide these things on weekdays."

  Nanfengmian bandaged the wound for the moon.

  Yuelun sensed Nan Fengmian's breath, but she didn't think it was ambiguous. She was still staring at the wolf meat in front of her.

  Nan Fengmian naturally sensed Yuelun's gaze, and cut another piece of meat for Yuelun, put it on the knife and handed it to her.

  Yuelun took a small bite, and besides being hot, an unspeakable fishy smell filled his mouth.

   But she still ate firmly.

   Only when you are full will you have the strength to go home...

  Yes, after this incident, Yuelun had other ideas in his mind.

   "Everyone who sent me to Dafu is dead, maybe there are no bones left, if I can go home quietly..."

  Yuelun thought of this, and her eyes fell on Nan Fengmian.

  Nan Fengmian sat cross-legged, wiping the Xinggu Daoist in his hands.

  At this moment, Yue Lun couldn't help being very grateful to Nan Fengmian.

  If there was no Nan Fengmian, she might have arrived in Taixuanjing at this time, or she might have entered a certain old mansion and became a gift.

  Yuelun plucked up her courage and said to Nan Fengmian: "My lord..."

   "You don't want to enter Xuandu?" Nan Fengmian didn't lift his head.

  Yue Lun was startled, and nodded hastily.

   "Then where do you want to go?" Nan Fengmian asked again.

  Yuelun wrinkled her nose and lowered her head: "I want to go home."

  Nan Fengmian also paused when he wiped Xinggu real person.

   "If I can walk to Jianghuai Road, I can go south by boat..."

   "Do you have money for the boat?" Nan Fengmian interrupted the moon.

  Yue Luan was about to nod her head when she remembered that the sedan chair had fallen into the mountain and disappeared without a trace.

  She fell silent and said, "There is always a way."

"Why do you need to go home? You can be escorted by such a strong man, and when you enter Taixuanjing, there will always be someone who is rich and prosperous waiting for you." Nan Fengmian narrowed his eyes: "Are you also a wealthy family in Qi State? ?”

   "My father was just a petty border official. He was a clean and honest official. It's hard to support a family of six with his salary alone, so that he doesn't go hungry. He can't be called rich."

  Nan Fengmian became interested in an instant, and said to Yuelun: "Then why do you insist on going home?"

  Yuelun took a deep breath and said: "When I left home, I told my mother that there is still a day to see you again.

  But at that time, I knew very well that once I entered Taixuanjing, the day of goodbye would be far away.

   Now that I have the opportunity, no glory or wealth is better than being with my family. "

  Nan Fengmian tilted his head, and put the wiped Xinggu real person back into the scabbard: "Parting and reunion are the only way in life. If you get used to parting, you don't need to be sad anymore."

  Yuelun's eyes were full of disappointment when she heard Nan Fengmian's words. She lowered her head and felt that the way home was farther away. Seeing her parents again might be hopeless in her life.

   Two or three interest times passed.

  Nan Fengmian's voice suddenly came: "Let's go."

   "Huh?" Moon Lun suddenly raised her head, with surprise on her face stained with tears and dust.

   "I am used to parting, but I have always been unwilling to be a good teacher, and I will not persuade others to get used to parting.

  Plus your blood has cured my soul from a serious injury, so I will take you for a ride. "

  Yue Luan got up in a hurry, but because she stepped on the skirt, her center of gravity was unstable and she fell to the side.

  A breeze circulated, supporting the body of Moon Wheel.

  Nan Fengmian stepped forward to hold up the moon wheel: "It's just that it's quite troublesome to have a woman by my side."

  Yuelun was afraid that Nan Fengmian would change her mind, so she hurriedly said: "My lord, when I was at home, I was not a pampered young lady. I knew how to cook and serve tea and water..."

  Nanfengmian moves forward.

  Yuelun followed Nan Fengmian, and the two disappeared into the night.

  So in this world, there are two more people walking together.

   Walking with others will change the lives of two people.

  The swordsman with the knife, the daughter of the border official of Qi State, may be insignificant in this chaotic world, but in some moments, they are more shining than the stars in the sky.

  —

   Lu Jing opened his eyes and found himself lying in front of a flowing water.

   There is another horse not far away.

   It was the famous horse Zhao Ye that Nan Fengmian had always been thinking about giving him.

  This famous horse is just like the rumors, with a faint jade-colored light exuding from its body.

  It is especially prosperous at night when you can't see your fingers, just like a horse carved from jade.

  The light of Zhao Ye shone in the night, which also caused great pain to the soul at this moment. Lu Jing, who was blackened in front of his eyes, saw a figure washing his sword by the river not far away.

  The figure in Lu Jing's eyes was a little blurry, but the aura emanating from the White Deer Sword in his hand entered Lu Jing's mind directly, making Lu Jing recognize that it was you.

   It is the Xuanyi Sword Armor.

"you're awake?"

   "Senior Sword Armor."

  Lu Jing struggled to get up, but felt his body go weak for a while. He could only sit up with all his strength, and his head was extremely heavy.

   "The **** you visualized is quite miraculous. If it weren't for the god, I'm afraid you would have died in your dream."

   Xuanyi Jianjia squatted by the river to wash his sword.

  Lu Jing sat not far away, lowered his head, and visualized King Daming.

  The great sage Yantian, king of Ming Dynasty, appeared in Lu Jing's mind, followed by strange rays of light, shining on Lu Jing's primordial spirit.

  At this time, Lu Jing felt the tragedy of his soul.

   Cracks spread all over his primordial spirit. The nine divine fires have never been extinguished, but they are on the verge of extinguishing, and the light is weak.

  The pain brought out by Yuanshen was also a little unbearable for Lu Jing.

  Lu Jing Yuanshen was injured many times, but this was the heaviest one.

  As Xuanyi Sword Armor said, Lu Jing forcibly held the divine art and the two swords of the White Deer. Even if Lu Jing finally subdued these two swords, Lu Jing was seriously injured.

  If it weren't for the mysterious idea of ​​Lu Jing's Da Ming Wang Yan Tian Da Sheng, and if the Da Ming King visualized became more and more solid with Lu Jing's Yuanshen realm, he would probably die.

   "However, I am surprised that there is a young swordsman like you in Taixuanjing.

  I thought Taixuan Jingzhong could no longer raise famous swords, let alone real swordsmen. "

  After washing the White Deer Sword with the Xuanyi Sword Armor, he wiped the White Deer carefully with his long sleeves, his eyes focused and serious.

   "The reason why I wash the sword is because I don't like your divine sense of cutting off the white deer with your hand."

   Lu Jing came back to his senses.

   The divine sense he cut off was the divine sense of the Seventh Prince Yu Xuanlou.

   "This is not far from Taixuanjing. I once made an oath that if there is no real important matter, I will never step into Taixuanjing, so I won't see you off."

  Xuanyi Jianjia stood up, his black robe fluttering with the wind, and as he gently reached out his hand, the White Deer and the Sword of Divine Art flew into the sky, swinging slightly, as if saying goodbye to Lu Jing.

  Lu Jing wanted to salute the two swords, but he couldn't get up due to the severe pain in his body.

   With a wave of the long sleeves of the Xuanyi sword armor, it appeared in front of him like a sword box made of white jade.

  The two world famous swords turned into two beams of light, flew into the white jade sword box and disappeared.

  The world's kendo leader carried the white jade sword box behind his back.

   "If you can realize my sword energy rises from Bishan, and you can hold magic spells and white deer, we will meet again between you and me."

   Vaguely, Lu Jing seemed to see an epee sword surging behind the only person in the big fuss.

   "I wanted to take you away, but there are always many shackles in the affairs of the world, and you can't do it rashly.

  I can also see that in this huge city behind us, you have many ties to step forward, and you cannot escape easily. "

  The swordsman leader looked at the prosperous Taixuanjing in front of him.

  Hearing his words, Lu Jing couldn't help but think of Qing Yue, Sheng Zi, Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Jiu in the study building, and his colleagues and his students.

  In Taixuan Jingzhong, he did have a lot of entanglements, and he couldn't just walk away.

   Moreover, Lu Jing vaguely realized that among the surging waves in Taixuanjing, there was a surging wave that seemed to be moving around him.

  He wants to leave Taixuanjing, how should he escape from the raging tide?

  Needs to be... stronger.

   "You still have a lot of time. If possible, you might as well get out of Taixuanjing, leave this prosperous cage, and take a look at the vast world. This will definitely benefit your swordsmanship."

   "This world seems small, but it is actually quite vast.

  There is an old candle dragon on Luolong Island in the sea. The Great Candle King of Beiqin was sharpening his knife, but he really sharpened a good knife, which may be even more powerful than the domineering general.

The Great Buddha on Earth in Daleiyin Temple, Emperor Banyanmi in Landa Temple, the Lord of Zhenwu Mountain, the first son of Hebei Family, the new owner of Taihao Que, the Sword Master of Qi State, the old man of Hengshan... I don’t know how many strong men are waiting for you to go with your sword , Sharpen the blade.

  The sword does not sharpen, it only falls in the bustling place, after all, it is a little immature. "

  Xuanyi Jianjia seemed to have a good impression of Lu Jing, and there was an implicit teaching in his words.

  Lu Jing struggled to raise his head, and asked, "Senior, may I know your name?"

   Xuanyi Sword Armor did not hesitate, and said, "My name is... Shang Min."

  Everyone in the world knows that the sword master is a member of Dafu Taixuanjing, who also wore white clothes, and is the brightest star in the entire Taixuanjing.

   Later, unknown to what happened, the Tianxia Sword Armor took off his white clothes, returned the famous Jianmang sword bestowed on him by Dafu, and walked out of Taixuanjing with bare hands. Later, no one saw him return to Taixuan.

  Tai Xuanjing was proud of three things, and since then one of them has been lost.

  Later, he entered Lutan, entered the fairyland, and became the leader of the world in swordsmanship.

  The name of Sword Armor of the World seems to have become a taboo in Taixuanjing, and many ancient books have already referred to him as the head of swordsmanship. Even Lu Jing, who is familiar with hundreds of classics, does not know his real name.

   Today, the number one swordsman in the world told Lu Jing his name, and Lu Jing remembered it.

   "The mountains are high and the roads are far away. There must be many beautiful scenery. In the future, I will definitely go out of Taixuanjing and have a look at the world."

   Lu Jing thought so in his heart.

   Shang Min seemed to see through what Lu Jing was thinking: "We want to see the world, but also see ourselves in the world.

  For you, if you want to get out of Taixuanjing, it may not be the obstacles in front of you that block the way.

  You hold a sword and use a sword, which is quite to my taste. In the future, you will leave Xuandu, and I can help you, even if it is to support the younger generation.

   At that time, we will naturally meet again. "

   This passage was not said by Shang Min, but a divine thought fell into Lu Jing's mind like flowing water.

   "It's not just entanglement and blocking the way?" Lu Jing realized something, and was about to ask, but the negative sword and sword armor waved his sleeve.

  The wide sleeves waved, and the horse Zhaoye raised its hooves and let out a neigh.

   This Zhaoye Mingma turned his head to look at Lu Jing, and the jade color on his body appeared even brighter.

"This is a good horse. The swordsman driving the mountain ghost is not worthy of it. Tonight, it will carry you into Taixuanjing. Tomorrow night, whether you can subdue Zhao Ye or not depends on your ability." .”

  Shang Min's voice came into Lu Jing's mind, and Lu Jing only felt that his primordial spirit was getting heavier and heavier, and it was a little unsustainable.

  He wanted to say goodbye to the senior who had helped him a lot, but he was unable to speak out.

  The scene in front of me became more and more blurred until it was completely dark.

  Walking into the void with the sword armor and the sword in the back, he glanced at Lu Jing, and when he looked up, he seemed to fall into the study building through many distances.

  In the study building, Mr. Guanqi and Madman Chu are also looking up at the sky.

  The black-clothed sword armor nodded to the two of them. Madman Chu nodded in return, but saw Mr. Guanqi who had been sitting in front of the table standing up solemnly. He opened his arms wide, then folded his palms, and bowed down.

  He... seems to be thanking Jianjia Shangmin.

  The white jade sword box behind Shang Min glowed, his eyes pondered for a moment, and he looked at Lu Jing on Zhao Ye's back in the distance.

   Lu Jing slept deeply on Zhao Ye, and Zhao Ye headed towards Taixuanjing.

   "If you want to rely on evil to become enlightened, you have to enter the Hundred Ghosts Mountain, so what if you become a Yama?"

   "But... opportunistic people."

  Shang Min whispered to himself like this: "In front of me...don't do anything sneaky."

   Just as the Xuanyi sword armor was talking to himself.

   In addition to Lu Jing, Zhaoye also has a seven-star sword and a famous sword, Shangui.

  Sword Armor Shangmin did not forget to put the saber and sword on the horse. In his eyes, this was the trophy of Lu Jing and Nan Fengmian.

  But at this moment, the sword mountain ghost seemed normal, but the eyes on the head of the sword handle ghost were shining with a faint brilliance.

  Lu Jing's consciousness sank into the darkness, hazy, psychedelic, and muddled.

  The great sage Yantian, king of the Ming Dynasty, shone a golden light, which fell on his soul, and his soul seemed to be recovering slowly.

  However, this time the injury was different from the previous ones, and it was even more serious. Last time, Li Guanlong punched Lu Jing down, which also injured Lu Jing, but the injury that time was much lighter than today.

   Because of this, Lu Jing, whose consciousness sank into the darkness, shouldn't have found out anything.

  Until his hazy and dark consciousness flowed out streaks of blood, and more bones emerged.

   Mimi blood, piles of bones, casting a palace.

   There is also a throne in the palace, and on the throne sits an extremely majestic king wearing a high crown.

  Where the king rests, there is a flesh and blood hell...

  Lu Jing saw that in the **** of flesh and blood, countless bones were climbing up, countless souls were screaming, blood and flesh fused together, giving off a stench, and a raging fire was burning inside.

  The majestic king rested with one hand on his cheek and closed his eyes.

  When Lu Jing's consciousness looked at him, the majestic king opened his eyes and slowly straightened up.

  The crown of beads on the top of his head covered his eyes, and two of them looked like they didn't belong to the world, as if they were staring at Lu Jing.

   "King Qi Yuan!"

  Lu Jing recognized the flesh and blood hell, also recognized the terrifying palace, and naturally recognized the king on the throne.

  In an instant, the **** of flesh and blood under King Qi Yuan's feet began to spread in the darkness, trying to... devour Lu Jing!

  Lu Jing couldn't feel where his body was, but he felt that his consciousness seemed to be swallowed by the **** of flesh and blood, and was about to sink into it.

   One after another, white bones crawled onto his consciousness, and one after another of unjust souls opened their distorted **** mouths, devouring him completely.

   "Evil King!"

  Lu Jing's hazy consciousness became sober because of the more terrifying pain.

  He wanted to draw out his sword, but a sword intent flowed in the darkness, but it had no effect, as if he was being cut in nothingness.

   "Under the guilt, you can turn into a bone in this king's flesh and blood hell!"

   King Qi Yuan's majestic voice came, and it didn't seem evil at all, but like a unparalleled god-man.

  The man of God ordered that Lu Jing actually turned into a bone and sank into the **** of flesh and blood.

  Beyond the darkness, Xuanyi Sword Armor stared at Zhao Ye who had already gone away, and a sword aura was aroused between his fingers.

  The air flow of the sword was about to fall on the sword mountain ghost.

  Suddenly, a golden light emanated from Lu Jing's body...

   "Awe-inspiring Qi?" Xuanyi Jianjia raised his eyebrows slightly: "At such a young age, apart from being a master of swordsmanship, he also cultivated awe-inspiring energy?"

   In the dark.

   There is also a golden light shining out.

   "Sword Qi cannot cut down the evil far away in the sky."

  Under the golden light, righteousness circulated like a rainbow, and flesh and blood grew on Lu Jing's white bones, turning into a human form.

  The golden light formed the pen, ink and paper, and the table case.

  So, a young scholar with golden light all over his body sat in front of the table, writing and typing.

   "It's majestic, bitter and eternal!"

  (end of this chapter)