If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified

   Chapter 154 Heavenly Pass

  The stars are scattered.

   Even in the middle of the night, Yanglu Street and Kongshan Alley shone faintly.

  The sky is full of stars, like a torrential rain in the sky, shining brightly under the reflection of some mysterious light.

  Shengzi stands under such starlight.

   After not seeing for many days, this woman who has always been in high spirits was actually a little thin, and even in the starlight, there was not much brilliance in her eyes.

  Sheng Zi heard Lu Jing's soft call, she seemed to become nervous in an instant, and turned her head stiffly.

   Today's Lu Jing is rarely dressed in white clothes, with a black long sword around his waist, with his long black hair that he casually bundles behind his back, and his deep eyes, like a glowing jade in the dark night.

  Sheng Zi looked at Lu Jing and opened her red lips, but she didn't know how to respond for a while.

  Lu Jing walked over to Sheng Zi with a smile on his face: "You haven't eaten well these days? You look a little thin."

Shengzi's two-curved Liu Ye eyebrows stretched slightly, she hesitated, and looked at the carriage in front of Kongshan Lane: "If you rush into the palace, I can also wait for you in front of the palace, and wait for ten years. The third prince's schoolwork..."

   "No need." Lu Jing waved his hand at the carriage, and the royal carriage moved forward silently, out of Yanglu Street.

   "It's actually still early, and it doesn't matter if you go later. The Thirteenth Prince can just practice his brush and ink by himself."

   "Then I... send it to you." Sheng Zi said in a low voice.

   The two walked side by side on the street.

   Yesterday's snow has not yet disappeared, and the snowflakes on the bricks and tiles are uneven, so Lu Jing and Sheng Zi walked quietly.

   Lu Jing, who was usually gentle and knew how to take care of others' feelings, didn't know what to say now.

  Sheng Zi also kept her head down, only letting the cold wind blow through, making her clothes sway gracefully.

   They walked for a long time, walking through several streets, and the Taixuan Palace was already in sight.

  Sheng Zi's pace is getting slower and slower, as if she is afraid of the arrival of Taixuan Palace, she has no excuse to hang around.

For a long time, this arrogant woman who was always dressed in red on weekdays finally couldn't hold back. She was about to speak, but heard Lu Jing, who was only silent along the way, and looked at the brightly lit light not far away. Gong Que spoke slowly.

"Actually, I've always wanted to apologize to you." Lu Jing said like this: "That night under the Misty Rain Bridge, I shouldn't have asked you that way. The one kneeling under my sword is your playmate since childhood, and your trusted friend."

   "If it were me, I would definitely not know how to answer it, and that impulsive question should also make you feel confused and overwhelmed.

   Now that I think about it, what I want to ask for is also what I cannot give, such as desperate trust or desperate understanding. "

  Lu Jing walked beside Shengzi and said these pure words.

   Sheng Zi, who was about to speak just now, turned his head at a loss and stared at Lu Jing's breathtaking profile.

   At this moment, Lu Jing turned his head and said with a smile on his face: "Look, people actually have selfishness buried in their hearts, just like me.

   Where in the world can there be people who are all-American and never make mistakes? "

   He frankly admitted his shortcomings to Sheng Zi.

  Sheng Zi couldn't help standing in the same place, just looking at Lu Jing like this, a lot of starlight finally melted in her eyes, becoming crystal clear and bright.

   "I came here today to actually apologize to you."

  Sheng Zi pursed her lips: "These many things made my heart numb, I thought about it for a long time and didn't know how to deal with it.

   Later, every time I sat in the courtyard, I would always think of those scenes, and I would always think of what I said to you that day in the courtyard of Kongshan Lane…”

   "Because of this, I suddenly figured it out a few days ago.

   In fact, many times, I don’t need to think too much. Since I have said those words to you, even if there are no answers to many things, I only need to come to see you.

  If you are angry, I will apologize to you.

  If you don't want to see me, I will wait by the road you must pass every day.

  If you don't want to talk to me, I'll write to you. "

   "There is no right or wrong in you and me in this matter.

  Since I feel hard because of this, it is better to expose this article. I am willing to apologize for this, and I am also willing to please you for this. "

  The originally silent grand posture suddenly became bold and stared straight at the landing scene like this.

  Lu Jing didn't hide from Sheng Zi's fiery eyes, he lowered his head to think for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "I actually remember that tomorrow is your birthday."

   The smile on Shengzi's face became more and more beautiful: "Yeah, I'll be twenty years old in a blink of an eye. If it was someone else, I'm afraid they'd already be married."

   "However, it's better to get married later, just like other young masters and young ladies in Xuandu, you can see more scenery that others can't see, and you don't have to worry about more.

   The only bad thing is... I'm three years older than you. "

  Lu Jinghun didn't care, he shook his head and smiled: "That's the case, I want to wish you a birthday, these days I have also prepared a gift, although it is not expensive, but it took some thought.

   I thought that if you don't want to invite me, I'll ask Lu Yi to hand it over. "

   Sheng Zi's cheeks were slightly red, but for some reason, her eyes were also a little red.

   So she hurriedly turned around and waved to Lu Jing: "Since we can see you tomorrow, hurry up and enter the Taixuan Palace. If you make the Thirteenth Prince wait too long, you will inevitably lose your courtesy."

   "Okay, see you tomorrow." Lu Jing also waved at Sheng Zi, the dark clouds that had accumulated in his heart dissipated a lot.

   Sheng Zi helped him a lot when he was in the Lu Mansion. At that time, Lu Jing had nothing to do, and his status was still a weak son-in-law and a much-discussed son-in-law.

   Even the same clan in the Lu Mansion would not want to give him more kindness. There was only this young lady from the Second Fu Mansion of the Taishu Pavilion. The first time they met, they met each other on an equal footing, without any coercion.

   And the reason why Lu Jing was able to embark on the path of cultivation was also because of his magnificent appearance.

  Although it was just a transaction at that time, Sheng Zi didn't care about the gains and losses of the transaction at that time, and bluntly said that he wanted to make a friend like Lu Jing.

   In the true sense, Sheng Zi was the first friend Lu Jing made when he came to this great world.

  Because of this, Lu Jing also cherished his relationship with Sheng Zi very much.

   The two said goodbye like this.

  Lu Jing walked towards Taixuan Palace.

  Sheng Zi walked towards Changning Street. This is different from before. At this time, Sheng Zi's eyes were no longer numb, her face was more smiling, and even her footsteps became excited.

   She forced herself not to look at Lu Jing's back, but after walking dozens of steps, Sheng Zi couldn't hold back, she tugged the long hair on her back, and looked behind her "naturally".

  Lu Jing had already walked to the front of Taixuan Palace, and the guards in front of the palace also saluted Lu Jing.

  's slender and erect body, and the heroic appearance of the young man made Sheng Zi a little dazed.

   More than three months ago, who would have known that the boy in cold clothes who was studying in the crevice of the rockery could grow up to this point?

   "I have good eyesight."

  Sheng Zi, a girl in her heart at the beginning of her love affair, blinked her eyes and thought like this.

  —

  Lu Jing killed a Shenhuo cultivator and dragged his body to Wulong Street, which obviously reached the ears of the Thirteenth Prince.

   When Lu Jing was teaching today, the Thirteenth Prince's tender eyes flashed with a more reverent brilliance, and he stared at Lu Jing in front of him.

   It was not until the break that the Thirteenth Prince asked enthusiastically, "Sir, is it really only seventeen years old this year?"

  Lu Jing has not answered yet.

  The thirteenth prince patted the table excitedly: "It's amazing to be able to kill a Shenhuo cultivator at the age of seventeen."

   "Sir, what time did you say, I can also board the realm of divine fire, use divine fire to control my sword, and travel thousands of miles a day?"

Lu Jing looked at the thirteen princes with red lips and white teeth and two small dimples at the corners of his mouth when he smiled. He didn't hesitate and said with a smile: "You are of the blood of a saint, so you don't have to worry too much, your natural talent will not be bad. Thinking about it, someone has already nurtured your spirit and refined your physique.

  Wait for you to become an adult later, at least a Shenhuo cultivator. "

The thirteenth prince nodded excitedly, and immediately showed some admiration on his face: "When it comes to talent, the first emperor and the seventh emperor are the most extraordinary. He practiced the mysterious method of killing Bodhisattva, and in the future, he may be able to become an immortal in Tianfu...

Seventh Emperor's brother studied **** weekdays, although he didn't have the aura of arrogance like a gentleman, but when I went to see him a few days ago, his eyes moved lightly, but I saw layers of fairyland scenes, as if he was in the middle of his eyes. It reflects an ancient immortal dwelling place.

   If my spiritual talent could be half of theirs, it would be excellent. "

   After hearing the words of the Thirteenth Prince, Lu Jing thought for a while, and then started writing.

  The pen and ink fell on the paper. The Thirteenth Prince looked carefully and saw that the golden page seemed to be ignited by a raging fire, shining with flames, as if to devour everything.

  The thirteenth prince could see it, and he didn't react until the breath time passed, and then rubbed his eyes.

  The flame and the light also faded away in an instant. Upon closer inspection, the word "violent" was written in cursive on the paper.

  Lu Jing had already put down the pen in his hand and pushed the golden page gently forward.

   "As the young master of the Thirteenth Prince, I always have to teach the Prince some truths."

  Lu Jing's voice was calm, staring into the eyes of the Thirteenth Prince and said, "I wrote the word 'sword' for you last time, so you can observe it carefully, and you have already gained.

   Today's word 'violent', you have to copy it from time to time, the spirit in it may not be suitable for you, but the prince, if you have heard it and learned it, you can also choose one more option. "

  The thirteenth prince was so young, looking at the words on the paper in a trance. After a long time, the thirteenth prince stood up, saluted Lu Jing, and said, "Please teach me, sir."

  Lu Jing smiled casually: "My cultivation base is still shallow, but I can't teach you a profound way of being in the realm of Yuanshen Transformation.

  But when I cultivate the primordial spirit, I always hold one thought in my heart, that is, 'Seeking the Way requires fierceness', brewing up the spirit in my chest, and fostering a self-confident spirit. "

   "Prince Prince and Seventh Prince's cultivation talent is naturally amazing, there is no doubt about this.

   But people who practice cultivation should not be arrogant, but they should not use their talent in cultivation to look forward to the future. Instead, they should cultivate the courage to swallow thousands of miles. "

   "The word fierce is this interpretation. We should seek the Way with a fierce heart, and we must also strive with a fierce heart. When you look up at the mountains in front of you, you must not feel that these mountains cannot be climbed."

   "Those who set up great things must not only have extraordinary talents, but also have perseverance and determination. They only need to seek the way fiercely... Thirteen princes, what do you think?"

  The thirteenth prince lowered his head, his face pondered, his eyes fell on the words on the paper.

   He was still young, and the gentlemen of Guozijian had already begun to teach him the Four Books and Five Classics.

  But these gentlemen are not the prince's young teachers after all, they only teach their own courses and have not extended them too much.

   These principles of Lu Jing, only the thirteen princes who are less than ten years old, have naturally seen them in books.

   But when Lu Jing wrote the word "violent" in his own hand and explained it carefully, the Thirteenth Prince stared at Lu Jing's cursive brush and ink, and his heart felt more surging than usual reading.

   "Not only do you have extraordinary talents, but you must also have perseverance..."

   "Seeking the Way needs to be fierce, don't belittle yourself!"

   The more the young Thirteenth Prince looked at the word violent, the more he felt emotional and the more confident he felt.

   It's like the towering mountains in front of him, and because he stepped on the clouds and flew into the sky, he was able to climb over it!

   He took a deep breath, looked at Lu Jing, and saluted Lu Jing again.

   "Sir, you are my young master. You only need to call me by my name from now on. The journey will be long, please teach me sir."

   After getting along for more than ten days, because of Lu Jing's many deeds and the fact that the young prince and young master in front of him really has real materials.

  's views on the Four Books and Five Classics are often very unique, and his words are not as old-fashioned as other gentlemen, which makes the Thirteenth Prince extremely satisfied with Lu Jing, the young master.

   Now, the word violent, but it seems to have a unique power, which makes his unshaped mind much more firm...

   Although the thirteenth prince is still young, he knows how important a qualified prince and junior teacher is to his growth.

  Because of all these things, as a prince, he respected Lu Jing more and more.

  Lu Jing never rejected him, but he didn't call him by his first name, and said earnestly, "Prince Yan Xu, carefully copying these two words will naturally benefit you."

   Prince Yanxu: "Teached."

  —

   Lu Jingwulong Street and his party, but in just one day, it has already spread all over the bookstore.

  So when Lu Jing stepped on the white snow outside the door and walked into the library where the four seasons are like spring, I don't know how many eyes fell on him.

   Even after a long distance, some disciples in the bookstore stopped and bowed respectfully to Lu Jing, calling out, "Mr. Jing."

  Lu Jing nodded gently as always, and strolled alone on the road of the bookstore.

   When most of the disciples of the bookstore saw him, their eyes were filled with reverence.

  When Lu Jing first entered the bookstore, the disciples in the bookstore heard about his age, and even if they believed in the bookstore's choice, there would always be some hesitation.

   But later…

   The seventeen-year-old Mr. Shulou became famous in Taixuanjing in just a few months. Needless to say, he was good at cursive calligraphy.

   The real dragon on the flower night is just flying out of Lu Jing's painting.

   He paints a real dragon, and he has an aura of arrogance in his chest, which shows his profound knowledge.

   Another cultivator Shenhuo assassinated him. He took the corpse to Wulong Street, and he was not afraid to show his fierceness in the face of many fierce generals, and resolutely threw the corpse in front of Li's house in Xuandu.

  Li Guanlong of Shaozhu Kingdom was very successful, so he was respected by many people, and most people never suspected him.

  Some people in the bookstore also think that Mr. Lu Jing is doing this to make his ambitions clear, and he is questioning the Li family of Xuandu in the name of giving gifts...

   The courage required in it, of course, need not be mentioned more.

If you were an ordinary person, just seeing the Tianlong engraved on the court of the Li family in Xuandu would make you weaker by five points. If you saw the fierce warriors in front of the Li family, even if they were as thick as a mountain, you would have to see them. end…

   so many.

   Lu Jing's popularity among the disciples of the bookstore almost reached a certain peak.

  Many disciples of the bookstore and even the master of the bookstore also felt that Lu Jing should probably go to the third floor.

   Look through the books, see what is hidden under the surface of this world, think about your own path, and think about the true meaning of learning.

  Lu Jing went to the Hanmo Academy, took a cursive calligraphy class, and had lunch with several gentlemen headed by Guan Changsheng before he walked out of the dining hall and wanted to go back to his house.

   Until he walked to the Qingchi in the Hanmo Academy, he saw not far away, Mr. Jiu, with one arm, was struggling to clean a large knife.

   The large sword was quite large, about one person tall.

  Lu Jing looked carefully, there was a silver cold light on the big knife, and the cold air was terrifying, but the blade was covered with rust, and it looked old and dilapidated.

   "This knife is probably the Slashing Green Mountain that Senior Feng Mian said?"

   Lu Jing's thoughts moved lightly and walked towards Mr. Jiu by the pool.

Mr. Jiu's arm was broken for some reason. He put the big knife on the shore, and his left hand scooped out the water in the clear pool and sprinkled it on the big knife. There was nothing in his hand, but he just rubbed it with the palm of his hand, trying to wipe it. Remove rust from knives.

  Lu Jing walked closer, but was surprised to find that when Mr. Jiu wiped the broadsword with one hand, the rust on the broadsword disappeared in an instant.

   But whenever Mr. Jiu took his left hand away, the rust would slowly emerge, just like before.

"Have you eaten yet?" Mr. Jiu seemed to realize that the person behind him was Lu Jing, and his tone was still as warm: "The meals made by the dining hall in the courtyard are even better than those outside the Hanmo Academy. ."

   "Have eaten, Mr. Jiu, let me help you?" Lu Jing walked to Mr. Jiu's side, and without thinking much, he lifted the hem of his clothes and sat beside Mr. Jiu just like him.

  Mr. Jiu shook his head and smiled regretfully: "My sword only recognizes me from beginning to end, and no one else can touch it.

   It’s just that this knife has rotted because of me, and the spirit of the knife has fallen asleep because of this, and the rust on the knife is also due to this.

   Now I'm only obsessed with cleaning by the pool water. It is hopeless to rely on some mortal water to clean the rust on the knife. "

  Lu Jing listened to Mr. Jiu's words. Although he was curious, he also knew the etiquette. Sometimes he couldn't ask more about other people's affairs.

Mr. Jiu was quite open-minded, looked at Lu Jing next to him, and said with a smile: "My sword used to be called Qingshan, and it was bred in my hometown Qingcheng Mountain. Later, an incident happened, that Qingcheng Mountain provoked the wrath of the sky. punished by God.

   And when I was young, I also felt that God had destiny and could not be refuted, so I cut down the green mountain with this knife, and in that catastrophe, I became the executioner. "

  Mr. Jiu had a smile in his eyes when he spoke, but it wasn't why, when these words fell into Lu Jing's ears, Lu Jing felt that Mr. Jiu had great sadness in his heart.

   "There should be some hidden feelings in it, otherwise Mr. Jiu will not be able to describe the green mountains every day." Lu Jing thought to himself.

   Sure enough, Mr. Jiu turned slightly when he said that, then turned around again, and continued to clean the rust on the Qingshan Mountain persistently and needlessly.

   "But later, the Master told me that whether it is the stars in the sky or the immortals looking down on the world, sometimes they make mistakes and sometimes they have evil thoughts.

  I used the green hills to cut down the green hills, beheaded the homeland where I lived since childhood, and committed monstrous murderous thoughts. The sharpness of the past has actually died out. "

   "The belief in my heart as thick as a mountain has long since collapsed. Because of this, since Mr. Guanqi saved my life, I can no longer draw green mountains."

   Mr. Jiu seemed to be telling other people's stories, with a smile on his face from beginning to end.

  Lu Jing listened silently and didn't say much.

   Mr. Jiu suddenly changed the subject and said, "Lu Jing, now Mr. Guanqi is carrying an unimaginable burden on your shoulders, and he quite appreciates you...

   These, did you know? "

  Lu Jing looked slightly startled, then nodded lightly.

  Mr. Jiu saw Lu Jing's expression, and the smile on his face became more gentle: "Mr. Guanqi is a real gentleman. When I was about to die, he pulled me out of the Qingshan tomb.

   Over the past forty-eight years, Mr. Guanqi has always carried the heavy burden silently. This world, this mortal world and heaven, and even Dafu Taixuan Capital, are far less peaceful than what I have seen.

   He has some ideals in his heart. When he was young, he also refuted famous people in the world, and wanted his ideals to bloom in this mortal land and among mortal and precious creatures!

  But... wars, killings, ambitions, and many disasters followed one after another, and this side of the world was disturbed by the people...

   Later, Mr. Four died, Mr. Guanqi was silent for a night, and he would never speak again. He also practiced the precept of keeping his mouth shut, and his spiritual sense did not speak until you entered the library. "

   "He may have seen some hope in you."

  Mr. Jiu explained.

  Lu Jing always listened silently.

   He remembered that when he first met Mr. Guanqi, Mr. Guanqi actually treated him as a disciple.

   When he first entered the bookstore, apart from his writing skills, his knowledge was not enough to become the second-floor master of the bookstore.

  Then... Mr. Guanqi only asked him to extract from the classics, so as to keep his mind calm, and let him read some truths from those classics.

   Now that I think about it... this is actually Mr. Kanqi's good intentions.

   Mr. Jiu smiled at him: "Actually, there is no master. The rest of the gentlemen are scattered all over the world. Although they have a very deep background, if they want to realize the ideal of the bookstore, there is also a heavy pressure."

   "But you don't have to bear any pressure, everything goes with the flow. If you feel that this world should not be like this in the future, and you are willing to truly become a member of the bookstore, it is naturally the best."

   "If you think climbing high or just sitting and fishing is more suitable for you, the bookstore will never impose any ideals on you.

  You only need to grow up, just read all the classics in the library, and everything will be fine.

The place of    itself is the place to read and educate people. "

   After he finished saying this, he stood up, and the green hills in his hands were still rusted.

   Mr. Jiu held the knife in one hand and lowered it gently.

  The famous sword slashed the green hills and stabbed into the mud by the pool, disappearing.

  Lu Jing was still thinking, and Mr. Jiu didn't say much. He was about to turn around when Lu Jing asked hesitantly, "What is the ideal of the bookstore?"

Mr. Jiu turned around, his blue clothes were fluttering, he did not answer directly, but asked Lu Jing: "Lu Jing, do you know what kind of world is this world except for a few prosperous places? "

  Lu Jing shook his head.

  The gentle smile on Mr. Jiu's face gradually faded away. He raised his head and looked at the sky, then looked around, and the voice came from a faint...

   "There are immortals in the sky looking down on the world, thinking that the gate of heaven is opened and the gate of heaven is opened and closed, and the affairs of the world can be settled."

   "The vitality on the ground is mighty and mighty, but it is divided by blood, and the mortal beings have not benefited half of it, but have suffered from it."

   "The four pillars of the sky have been cut off many times, the world has been plagued by disasters, the people are struggling, many people eat each other, and vegetable people are prevalent."

   "Yingge Yanwu in the prosperous land, prosperous to the extreme..."

   "There are blood and tears in this world, and there are bones!

  The strong eat the weak. From ancient times, it is understandable for the strong to occupy more resources, but after all, it is necessary to give the vast majority of creatures a way to survive.

   I don’t want all people in the world to be equal, but after all, human life is not a must. I can’t let those immortals who look down on the world, those born with strong bloodlines and big ambitions…too despise human life. "

Mr. Jiu's expression was indifferent: "What I said to you today is just the tip of the iceberg, when you walk out of Taixuanjing, when you witness the evil in the world, when you truly see the sky and the mortal world, you may have something in your heart. Answer.

   At that time, you have to make a choice. "

  Lu Jing was still thinking.

   Mr. Jiu glanced at the silent Lu Jing and turned away.

  You can be Mr. Jiu but take a few steps.

  Suddenly, there was a burst of thunder in the sky.

   The thunder was roaring and terrifying.

   Mr. Jiu frowned and looked up at the sky.

   But in the sky, a ray of light shone, and there was a faintly visible Tianguan standing in the sky, and a fairy looking down on the Tianguan seemed to be looking for something.

   Such sights are invisible to ordinary people.

   But at this moment, Lu Jing, who had lowered his head, suddenly burst out with a thunderous aura!

   Mr. Jiu, who was in doubt, suddenly changed his expression...

   He bowed his head.

  I felt that the soil on the ground began to loosen.

  In an instant, the light of the sword appeared, and the famous sword cut through the green hills and broke through the ground, blending with the thunderous energy bursting out of Lu Jing...

  Lu Jing seemed to be aware of it. He held the famous sword and slashed the green hills, from which a vast sword intent was born, which completely enveloped Lu Jing.

  The sword intent was terrifying unparalleled, Lu Jing's whole body was full of vigor and blood, and at the same time, thunder sounded from Lu Jing's body!

   Mr. Jiu looked carefully.

   But at this moment, on the Zhanqing Mountain in Lu Jing's hands, the original rust has completely disappeared.

   The blue light flashed, the sword spirit was like a dragon, and Lu Jing was also like a sword spirit heavenly dragon!

  Slim tower.

   Mr. Kanki, who was looking up at the sky, had a smile on his face.

   He saw... Heaven and Heaven had disappeared.

   (end of this chapter)