MTL - If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified-Chapter 25 Lu Jing's talent is weak, and the great scholar feeds the tiger with his body

   Chapter 25 Lu Jing's talent is weak, and the great Confucianism feeds the tiger with his body

  Lu Jing's voice was very soft, but he seemed to be narrating a very common truth.

   Lu Yi was puzzled, but vaguely felt that Lu Jing's words looked down on Lu Jiang.

She was about to give her half-brother an injustice, but Sheng Zi suddenly smiled and said, "Master Jing, my horse is Su He, this is the first time I have taken out Shengfu, and I want to borrow Lu Lu. At home on the racecourse, try to run a run."

   Lu Jingshang said: "This horse is very good but very fierce, but Miss Sheng's family has to be more careful, so as not to hurt herself."

The corner of Sheng Zi's mouth outlines a smile: "Su Heel is indeed born with divine power, and ordinary people can't hold it, but I used your Zhongzheng opinion to change a few styles of descending horses, and it should be no problem in the past few days. "

   "And... I'm not an ordinary weak woman, don't you think? Master Jing."

  Sheng Zi was very cheerful. When she said this, she suddenly remembered what happened a few days ago.

   "Master Jing, I asked Zhou Chu to send a copy of the martial arts forging method and a mystery tome, which one did you choose in the end?"

  Lu Jing didn't hesitate, smiled and said, "I'm practicing martial arts for the past few days. I hope I can keep my body healthy and not become a scholar without the power of a chicken."

  Lu Jing did not want to tell Sheng Zi that he was actually a fellow practitioner of martial arts and Yuanshen.

  Otherwise, it doesn't really matter that Sheng Zi has a lofty impression of Lu Jing, and Lu Jing doesn't care about other people's opinions.

   It's just that Lu Jing will have to explain a lot more plainly at that time, so it's not worth it.

"My crocodile demon bone casting skill comes from the hands of a martial arts master in Dafu. It is also very precious and mysterious in many bone casting methods. Although you are a little old, if you concentrate on practicing for a few years, you can also Repair the blood."

  Sheng Zi said this, paused slightly, and asked Lu Jingdao, "Master Jing, do you think the crocodile demon bone casting skill is difficult to practice? Has there been an instruction in the mansion to teach you?"

Lu Jing sighed, but his words were very calm: "Lao Sheng's family misses me, the mansion does not teach me, and I am afraid that my martial arts talent is very general. "

   A trace of sympathy flashed in Shengzi's heart.

  The Lu family is a family of martial arts, and there are actually not a few strong martial artists in the house.

The last time she came, she saw an old man in black sitting and fishing. Sheng Zi could feel that the old man in black was very strong and mighty, like a hot sun, scorching its brilliance and scorching its brilliance. .

The boys and girls of the appropriate age in the    tribe have also been exposed to martial arts.

   Only Lu Jing has been ignorant of martial arts until now, that is, he is not valued by the Lu family.

  Thinking of this, Sheng Zi said to Lu Jing, "Master Jing, if you have any doubts about this crocodile demon bone casting technique, you can also ask me."

   At the same time, she thought to herself: "When I go back today, I will also take a look at this crocodile demon bone casting technique, and learn the two or three types of bone casting methods. The next time I come to the Lu family, I will help Lu Jing.

   The second and third forms of the Crocodile Demon Bone Casting Technique was enough for Lu Jing to practice for a while. "

  Sheng Zi's plan in her heart.

   When he looked up, he saw the food on the stone table in Lu Jingyuan and a book of Shang Xue.

  Sheng Zi thought for a moment, and then said: "Lu Jing, I know that you love reading very much, and the great guest in my family also said that your opinion on Zhongzheng is extraordinary.

  In this case, why don’t you practice God? "

  Lu Jing is a little puzzled, reading? Refinement? What is the connection between the two?

  Shengzi explained: "There are golden leaves in the sea of ​​books, and there is also the spirit of sages in the sea of ​​books, and all kinds of truths can also train the spirit and hone the soul.

  Therefore, there are many great Confucians who have studied poetry and books for a period of time, raising their own vast primordial spirit.

   They have never practiced and refined the Mysterious Tome, but if one day, once they practice, they will be able to sense their Primordial Spirit, go out of their bodies and wander under the scorching sun, turn the false into the truth, and then force through the divine fire catastrophe to become a major practitioner. "

   Sheng Zi's tone was not without respect, and her eyes turned to Su Hee beside her.

   "The former owner of my plain heel is a scholarly scholar."

  Sheng Zi said here, the respect in her eyes suddenly thickened.

  Lu Jing was also very interested and listened carefully.

   Shengzi continued: "This great Confucian has been studying the classics in the library for 45 years.

   This plain heel is his only company.

   Later, it snowed in the sky, and the fourth master of the bookstore vomited blood and died. The great scholar sat in front of the bookstore for three days.

   got up and packed up his luggage, holding Su Heel, and left Taixuanjing. "

   "It's nine years once it's gone."

   The smile on Sheng Zi's face has long since disappeared.

   "In the tenth year, a wild young man led Su Hee into Taixuan and came to meet my father.

   He said that the great Confucian went to Nanzhao, walked in the place where the smoke and mosquitoes were infested, walked in the place of heavy rain and wind, and ate and drank with those uncivilized savages. "

   "What happened after that?" Even Lu Yi, who was beside him, kept his eyes open, swaying his ponytail, and kept asking.

   "Later, that wild place was severely infected with a plague, and the corpses were plagued with rotten smell.

   That great Confucian searched all over his mind for the classics, but couldn't figure it out.

   So he saw the primordial spirit in one day, watched the great sun in the afternoon, and crossed the divine fire through the curtain, and achieved a major repair. "

   Even Lu Jing's eyes flashed with excitement and admiration.

   The deeds of this great Confucian are indeed exciting.

  But at this moment, there was a trace of sadness on Sheng Zi's face.

   "That great Confucian cultivated into a divine fire, isolated the heaven and the earth and divided the world with the great technique of the primordial spirit.

   Turn that seriously ill place into a restricted area.

   He alone used the power of his primordial spirit to treat many sick people. Two years have passed by in such a hurry.

   Two years later, the great Confucian finally found the source of the serious illness. "

   "The source of serious illness comes from a sick tiger deep in the ground. The sick tiger has great powers, harvesting the lives, souls, and flesh and blood of the people in that rainforest, hoping that it can be transformed into living beings for it to devour and heal its own sick body."

   "At that time, outside the rainforest, which had become a forbidden area, many people of the same race were afraid of disease, erected high walls, and set fire to the forest.

  So, the great Confucian could not bear the death of all the people, and decided to feed the tiger with his body. "

   "The details of it are impossible to test, but the savage boy once said that on that day, over the rain forest that was originally rainy and miasmatic, there were red clouds all over the sky, and rainbow lights crossed the clouds."

   "There was thunder flashing in the sky, and vaguely, he once saw an old man wearing a hat, straw sandals, and a book bucket on his back, just like he went into Nanzhao alone, slowly walking towards the thunder in the sky."

  Lu Jing took a deep breath, and Lu Yi couldn't help but shed tears.

  Sheng Zi looked down at Su Hee beside him, and said softly, "The great Confucian became a soul, once lowered his head and warned that savage youth.

   To send this plain heel to Taixuanjing. "

   "Now, this horse has been transferred to my house. If it is willing, I can accompany it all day long, raise it until it is old and weak, and send it to the west."

   Even Nasu Heel seemed to understand human nature. He lowered his horse's head, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

  Lu Jing was silent for a long time, then asked, "Excuse me, Miss Sheng, this great scholar... I don't know what his name is?"

   (end of this chapter)