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

  Chapter 169 There is a three-foot sword in the box, dare to enter Wutan to kill the dragon

  Perhaps it was because many stars appeared, and the wind blew from the stars, blowing away the thick clouds and mist.

  In the night that was originally shrouded in darkness, the moonlight appeared instead, followed by a round of bright moon looming in the clouds and mist in the sky.

  The stars are thin and the river shadows turn, and the frost is heavy and the moon is lonely.

  The lonely clouds and thin moon in the sky make many people feel that today's night is bleak and lonely.

  Sheng Zi walked from Ten Li Changning Street, but she never saw Lu Jing in the end.

  The locust tree on Wulong Street looks more and more lonely in this winter.

   Even standing at the entrance of Wulong Street, looking at the long street from a distance, still in a daze.

  Nan Heyu and General Chixing stood on the branches of the huge locust tree, looking at Sheng Zi's back.

  At this time, Sheng Zi was in a daze, a little at a loss.

  Ye Sheyu looked at Sheng Zi, on the white star mask on his face, dots of light were still turning.

   "I didn't hesitate to come here late at night, and I stood lonely and desolate at the entrance of Wulong Street. You see... there are always people who are eagerly thinking about the person that Miss Nan's family has never cherished."

  Ye Sheyu's tone was a bit regretful: "It's just...Mr. Lu Jing was caught by others this time. Although he was white, he was quite prestigious, and he was the junior teacher of the thirteenth prince. When it comes to status, he has some.

  It's just now... the battle between the two heavenly dragons, he has already had a blood feud with the Li family, and the Seventh Prince will never allow such a celestial arrogance to stand against him. "

   Qian Xiushui on Nan Heyu's waist seemed more and more calm at this moment, even the breeze blowing through the scabbard did not make any sound.

  She also looked at the flustered Sheng Zi from a distance, and Ye Sheyu's words echoed in her ears.

  After a long time, she shook her head slightly: "At that time, I was obsessed, and I didn't want to be confined in Xuandu, and I didn't want to wear the shackles of the family.

  Up to now, I still have no regrets about not marrying Mr. Lu Jing. The reason why I feel ashamed is that after I made a decision, I was indecisive and never took the responsibility that I should have in this matter. "

"And the sword practiced by Mr. Lu Jing is as frightening as the light of the sun and as fierce as the flame of the supporting light. From his perspective, I don't think he is impulsive... If he doesn't use the sword to kill people, I will instead would be surprised."

  When Nan Heyu thought of this, she couldn't help but lower her head, thinking of the four lines of writing written by Lu Jing on Bingfeng, and the sharp sword spirit mixed in those four lines of writing.

  The sword energy is soaring to the sky, mixed with hope, and mixed with indomitable spirit.

  Others can't understand it, but Nan Heyu's feathered sword heart can be clearly perceived.

"Whether impulsive or not, the catastrophe that Mr. Lu Jing is facing is very heavy after all... And now that he has gone to the palace, the Li family of Xuandu wants to kill him with the law. Taixuan Palace, let the red lion of Jingyin Mansion enter the palace to take people."

   "Now, there is not much evidence that Li Yushi led people to surround and kill Mr. Lu Jing.

   On the contrary, it was Lu Jing who walked into Wulong Street with a sword and beheaded Li Yushi with his sword. He was seen by countless generals and servants on Wulong Street.

  The Seventh Prince and the Li Family of Xuandu must resolve this matter and put Mr. Lu Jing to death! "

  When Ye Sheyu said this, the regret in his tone became more and more obvious: "I have been in Xuandu for many years, and at my age, I have never seen such a brilliant boy as Mr. Lu Jing.

  He has an air of integrity. Needless to say about his appearance and temperament, he also has a talent that can be called a genius. It's just a pity... such a character can't escape the strife of power after all. "

  Nan Heyu remained silent, and saw from a distance that Sheng Zi, who had been standing blankly at the entrance of Wulong Street, seemed to have thought of something suddenly, turned and left, and walked hurriedly.

  She thought for a long time, then turned to look at Taixuan Palace: "Mr. Lu Jing went to Taixuan Palace, perhaps not just to avoid disaster for a short time."

"Tomorrow is... the test in front of the palace. At the beginning of Maoshi, the monks who participated in the two tests of Yuanshen and Martial Arts will enter the face-to-face sage. The Jingyin Mansion will open a case and submit it to the Taixuan Palace, waiting for the approval of the Taixuan Palace Internal Affairs Office. Always takes some time.

  Mr. Lu Jing...Maybe he wants to try to break the situation with the palace. "

General Chi Xing nodded slightly at first, and then shook his head slightly. She looked at Nan Heyu seriously, and asked, "What if you win the championship? Although it is said that if you win the palace test, you can apply to the Holy King, but he will eventually Committing a major crime, it is not easy for the Holy King to pardon his sins in the court.

  You and I both know how Dafu’s laws are, but now that this matter has been put on the table, we must give an explanation to the Li family in Xuandu. "

   "And...Mr. Lu Jing is very talented, but he was seriously injured, and the loss of his soul has not yet been made up for.

  His own sword intent is naturally mysterious, but even if the sword energy is mysterious and can activate the Rain Calling Sword, with his current primordial spirit, it may be extremely difficult to control a third-rank sword. "

Nan Heyu looked sideways at the Taixuan Palace for a long time, then suddenly turned her head, looked at the general who held the star and said, "Actually, the four sentences written by Mr. Lu Jing on Bingfeng are of great benefit to me. , and he also gave me advice after that.

  If he fights with me..."

   This is the end of Nan Heyu's words.

  Ye Sheyu instantly understood: "Do you want to give up the Rain Calling Sword?"

  Nan Heyu thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "Mr. Lu Jing's soul has its own mysteries. He obviously lost a lot to his soul, and his soul is full of cracks, but he can still break through the realm.

  Maybe with his own primordial spirit, he can also carry third-grade treasures. "

  Eastern Palace.

   Suzaku is still wearing a blue and red robe, standing in the temple.

  Prince Yu Zhuoxian was writing with his head bowed.

  Looking carefully, what he wrote was actually the five words Lu Jing once wrote to him, "Learning the Tao must be fierce".

Suzaku looked at the place ten feet in front of her body, never raised her head to look directly at the prince, and said, "Mr. Lu Jing has a profound background. I was beside him and saw him clearly crushing a rare gem and attracting the heavenly officials and stars to descend from the gods." Come, kill a **** road, go to Wulong Street, and kill Li Yushi.

  It's just...Mr. Lu Jing was born with his own temperament, but he was also defeated by his own temperament.

  His swordsmanship and righteousness in his chest all come from his fierce aura, and because of this, he was also coerced by his own aura on Wulong Street, and had to kill Li Yushi with his sword. "

   Suzaku talked about his own understanding, with a clear exclamation in his tone, and admiration in his eyes.

  When the prince was drinking tea with Lu Jing, Suzaku once poured tea beside the prince. At that time, Suzaku didn't understand why the prince was so polite to Lu Jing.

  But after tonight, Suzaku understood...

   Lu Jing was able to cultivate the light-supporting sword energy not because of luck, nor because of inheritance, but because of his own honesty and bravery.

   "If such a person doesn't suffer from this difficulty, his future will be limitless, but the more so... the Seventh Prince, Xuandu Li's family, and Duke Chu's mansion can't tolerate him more."

   Unknowingly, Suzaku sighed like this in front of the prince.

  The crown prince copied Lu Jing's characters, picked up the paper and dried the traces on it, and carefully studied the word fierce that he had written.

  While watching, he said casually: "No matter what your talent is, temperament is one thing, and it always needs to be honed.

The reason why Lu Jing was able to cultivate such an upright and brave temperament is inseparable from his encounters in Jiuhu Lu Mansion. It is also true that he killed Xu Baiyan with a complete white body, and walked alone on Wulong Street to face the coercion and suppression of many generals. Let his temperament become more perfect.

  Although this matter is a catastrophe, if Lu Jing can not die, with his sword qi, even though it is only a true transformation cultivation base, and the ordinary **** fire virtual realm, as long as he encounters his sword intent, he will retreat far away. "

   Suzaku couldn't help showing surprise when he heard the prince's comment.

   There are nine levels of divine fire, and each triple level has a Yuanshen mark.

  Shenhuo virtual realm refers to the first to third levels of Shenhuo.

  Although Lu Jing had killed a Bhikkhu at the first level of the Divine Fire, that is, a strong person at the beginning of the Void Realm, he relied on other backgrounds after all.

   He only relied on his own cultivation, so naturally he couldn't compete with the Divine Fire Void Realm.

after all…

  In one practice, there is a huge gap between the fifth realm and the sixth realm, which cannot be easily bridged.

  The same is true between the sixth realm of the primordial spirit and the Jiuzhong Shenhuo.

   "It's just a pity that the catastrophe that Lu Jing encountered is indeed somewhat difficult."

   Suzaku thought so in his heart.

  The prince put down the paper in his hand, and two words suddenly flashed in his mind.

  Book building...

   I also thought of the holy king sitting on the throne.

   "Once Lu Jing overcomes this catastrophe by himself, even Nan Heyu and the Third Prince of the Dragon King of Beique cannot be compared with him in this Taixuanjing with his light-supporting sword energy."

  —

  At this time, Lu Jing is in Huai Shi Palace.

   Even though it was late at night, Prince Yan Xu and Lady Li Yun did not rest.

  Prince Yan Xu sat opposite Lu Jing, his immature face was full of tension and worry.

  This young child who has always been strong and mature now has tears in his eyes.

   "Sir, I will go to Zhuzhong Que to see Brother Seventh Emperor now."

  Prince Yan Xu said: "I don't know why it happened like this, but I have the same mother as the Seventh Prince, I'm going to ask him for mercy, maybe there's still something to this matter..."

   "Prince Yan Xu."

Covering his body with a wide robe, Lu Jing, like Prince Yanxu, knelt on a soft couch, drank a sip of tea poured by Li Yun, looked at Prince Yanxu and said, "The battle between the dragons is a battle of great power, and I am now standing on the opposite side of the Seventh Prince. Li Wuhuang will soon be the Seventh Prince's concubine, and Li Guanlong of Shaozhu Kingdom is the Seventh Prince's strong support.

  So when there was a dislike between me and Li Yushi, the Seventh Prince would never be able to make friends with me for anything, otherwise it would mean that he would have a estrangement with the Li family in Xuandu. "

"Prince Yanxu went to ask for it today, but it was useless... What's more... In Taixuanjing, the Seventh Prince is not the only one who has personality, and I, Lu Jing, also have personality... It seems that I have heard rumors that many people commented on me. The entanglement with the Nanguo government is that the Nanguo government should recruit me as a son-in-law according to the etiquette, and should not allow me to marry, so as to preserve my dignity, make the Nanguo government icing on the cake, and prevent the divorce from the Nanguo government. Lost such a big face."

   "However, in this matter, those who commented in this way thought of the choice of the Nanguo government, and also thought of the face of the Nanguo government. They felt that this would solve the dispute between me and the Nan family.

  But they never thought about my thoughts!

  The Nanguo government said that I would marry me, and I would do so, and if they wanted to call me a son-in-law, I immediately agreed to go to the Nanguo government as a son-in-law?

  They want to call me their son-in-law, and they always ask for my opinion, so according to those people's thinking, they think that I should not have my own ideas, and if the Nanguo government proposes, I will agree? "

   Lu Jing narrated in a low voice, but his tone was very calm, as if he was teaching Prince Yan Xu some principles every word.

  Prince Yan Xu bowed his head and thought for a long time before nodding his head and said: "Mr. Nan probably also thought of this, if he wants to let Mr. be their son-in-law, he must ask Mr.'s opinion.

   But Mr. Lu Jing may not agree, and it is precisely because of such concerns that Nan Tinggui held the wedding invitation card and wanted to welcome the husband into the mansion first. "

   "Mister told me these things at this time... Presumably it is because you are unyielding in your heart, and you are also unwilling to compromise in the matter of the Seventh Prince."

  Lu Jing stared at Prince Yanxu: "In the future, when you open the mansion and welcome talents under the imperial court, you must also understand... Everyone has their own ambitions, and you can't force them.

  If you stand on the clouds in the future, don't think that standing on the clouds will not arouse the anger and hatred of others, and don't think that your status is precious, and people in the world will completely follow your wishes. "

  The little Prince Yanxu seemed to understand, but also didn't seem to understand, but his eyes became more worried.

   "But... sir, wait until dawn, Jingyin Mansion..."

  Lu Jing looked at Prince Yanxu who was very worried, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, many things can only be concluded when things come to an end."

   "Tomorrow will have the grace of tomorrow."

  On Yu Yanxu's ten-year-old face, guilt flashed clearly.

   "Sir, I am the weakest among the princes, and you are my young teacher, but if someone wants to surround and kill you tonight, I can't help you at all.

   Now that you are in danger, you still don’t forget to teach me how to treat others, but I can only..."

  After Yu Yanxu said this, he stopped talking, but stood up, turned around and walked into his bedroom.

  About a dozen or so breaths later, the not tall Yu Yanxu walked out of the palace slowly holding a long sword in both hands.

   "Sir, at my age, I can't easily get out of Huai Shi Palace. No matter what you plan to do tomorrow, sir, please take my Huai Shi sword to go!

  Huaishi Sword was made by a master craftsman for me, it has its own preciousness, and it is a third-grade treasure.

  But since this Huaishi sword came into my hands, it has never been drawn out of its sheath, which has left this precious sword in dust.

  Mr. is in trouble today, and Yan Xu has nothing to do to help him. He can only give this sword as a gift. "

  Yu Yanxu held the sword in both hands and handed it to Lu Jing.

  Looking at the green-brown Huai Shijian, Lu Jing looked at Prince Yan Xu with softer eyes.

  In the past many days, Lu Jing has seen Yu Yanxu wiping the Huaishi sword with great care more than once. Sometimes the little child even whispered to the sword.

   But Lu Jing didn't expect that the thirteenth prince, who cherished Huai Shijian so much, would give this sword away, which surprised Lu Jing.

Seeing that Lu Jing didn't answer, Prince Yanxu said again: "Mister once taught me benevolence. Since he became my young teacher, he has also taught me a lot. I can perceive the expectations contained in Mr.'s words and articles.

  Mr. has his own expectations, and Yan Xu will always repay his teacher's kindness..."

   he whispered like this.

  Miss Li Yun on the side lowered her head, wanting to remind Prince Yanxu...

Lu Jing's primordial spirit at this time is quite cracked, even if Mr. Lu Jing receives this third-grade sword, it can only be used as a sharp kitchen knife, and cannot be refined by the primordial spirit, and cannot be used to stimulate the incomparable mysterious support of Mr. lightsaber spirit.

   But the female official who was always by Prince Yanxu's side, seeing Prince Yanxu's worried and expectant eyes, said nothing more.

  Hearing what Prince Yan Xu said, Lu Jing reached out to take the sword.

This third-grade sword fell into his hands, and he felt sharp sword qi rising and falling one after another. Huge vitality was stored in it, and various mysterious forces passed through the sword, making Lu Jing, who was holding this Huaishi sword, , Yuanshen became solidified and thicker in an instant.

  Third-grade treasures... are really extraordinary.

  Especially this sword was made by Dafu master craftsman.

   "This sword, even among the third-grade treasures, can be called the top."

  Lu Jing's right hand landed on the hilt of the sword, and with a slight movement, the silver-white sword body reflected a sword light, and the originally dim palace became bright because of the silver light.

  Prince Yanxu saw the Huaishi Sword, which had always been dim, burst into such brilliance when it fell into Lu Jing's hands, and finally there was some light in his eyes.

   And Lu Jing drew his sword out of its sheath and moved his wrist.

  Several sword qi gushed out and landed on the table in front of him.

  Miss Li Yun's eyes froze, and Prince Yan Xu also looked down at the table.

  On the table, Lu Jing carved out a word with several sword qi.

-"bone"!

  "Practice one way, it has its own rhyme, one way of sword, one's own sword spirit also has its own bones, if you want to be mediocre in practicing kendo, you don't need to pay much attention, just practice swords.

  If you want to achieve great success, you must find your own bones. "

  Lu Jing put his sword back into its sheath, and handed the Huai Shi sword to Prince Yanxu.

  Prince Yan Xu looked up, a little puzzled.

  Lu Jing shook his head and smiled: "This sword is not suitable for me. Although I have never seen a master craftsman, but seeing this sword, I know that the master craftsman made the Huaishi Sword, and it was not random.

  He has seen through your heart... This is a sword of benevolence and righteousness. "

  Yu Yanxu still wanted to hold on, but Lu Jing's hand holding the sword moved forward a few inches.

  Yu Yanxu thought for a while, and finally took back Huai Shijian from Lu Jing.

   "Since it is the sword of benevolence and righteousness, it is naturally suitable for Mr....why..."

   "I have a bumpy road ahead, and regardless of whether I have righteousness in my heart or not, if I want to survive the catastrophe, I need a more majestic and mighty sword.

  But you are different...Prince Yanxu, you are sitting in Huaishi Palace now, you only need to practice carefully, study hard, and hold benevolence, righteousness and kindness in your heart, and you will get your own income in the future, and you don't need to care about other tribulations. "

At this point in Lu Jing's words, he saluted Prince Yanxu again and said, "It's getting late, the prince and the female officer are going to rest by themselves. I'm afraid I won't be able to teach Prince Yanxu in the morning tomorrow, so I will allow the prince to take a day off. After studying, you can Copying the bone characters on the table."

Prince Yanxu stood up, made a disciple salute to Lu Jing, took a deep breath, raised his head and smiled and said, "Sir, you have many extraordinary things in you. Those who are extraordinary are often tempered by disasters, but they can always overcome mountains and mountains. Crossing the water can always break through the fog in front of you and see the truth of the world!

  Yan Xu is still waiting for you in Huai Shi Palace. The bone characters on this table seem simple, but in Yan Xu's eyes, there are many problems. I hope you will come back and teach me. "

  Prince Yanxu finished his words, then turned and left, walking all the way, turning his head to look at Lu Jing from time to time.

  Miss Liyun looked at Prince Yanxu, she was a little puzzled at first, but suddenly understood...

  Since the empress passed away, in this vast Huaishi Palace, the young thirteenth prince has been sitting alone in the palace.

   Except for her accompanying female officer, she rarely sees other people.

   Those gentlemen from Guozijian came here, most of them just performed their own duties, and because of the status of the prince, the professors were rigid in learning, not seeking merit, but seeking no fault.

   Only Lu Jing came after Huai Shi Palace.

  Prince Yanxu has only one more friend, and one more elder who really cares about him and teaches him.

   It is precisely because of this that Prince Yan Xu respects Mr. Lu Jing so much.

  The word "benevolence" taught by Lu Jing was also carefully remembered by Prince Yanxu.

   "Born to be a man, don't be coy, Prince Yan Xu, I will teach you in the future, you need to be domineering in addition to benevolence."

   Lu Jing saw Prince Yan Xu's appearance like this, and reminded him again.

  And in these words... it seems to be another kind of promise.

  He will return to Huai Shi Palace and continue to teach the Thirteenth Prince.

  The thirteenth prince heard these words, lowered his head to think carefully, took a deep breath, turned and walked towards the bedroom.

  Miss Li Yun brought tea to Lu Jing again, and saluted Lu Jing respectfully.

   "Li Yun is waiting outside the hall. If you need anything, sir, just call my name."

   "Miss Li Yun, let's go to rest too." Lu Jing said softly, "I'll just read the classics collected by the Thirteenth Prince."

  Miss Liyun lowered her head and thought for a while, but she didn't insist.

  In the front hall of Huaishi Palace, Lu Jing was the only one left.

  Lu Jing sat in front of the table and read for a while, making himself more calm.

   Then he turned his head and looked outside the palace, at the looming moon in the sky.

   "Fighting against General Xiao Lou, Li Yushi, and many strong men is a fierce phenomenon no matter what. Precious objects such as the Heavenly Official's God's Advent Stone are also consumed by this battle."

   "But after the heavenly official descended from the gods, I achieved a breakthrough in my practice, and the light-supporting sword energy became more and more blazing like a sun, and it was extremely powerful... and... under the fate of seeking good luck and avoiding evil, I gained a lot."

  Fighting Li Yushi and many strong men, let Lu Jing gain a [Soldier Bone] fate, which is a [Bright Green] fate.

  【Once the sword and treasure fall into Lu Jing's hands, the power will flourish】...

  In addition to this bright green fate, Lu Jing also gained 200 fate vitality.

  While on Wulong Street, Lu Jing unsheathed his black sandalwood sword and killed Li Yushi...

  When the pattern of seeking good luck and avoiding evil was changing, Lu Jing realized that in front of Wulong Street, if Lu Jing didn't kill Li Yushi, it was a sign of great misfortune.

  Lu Jing's aura will disintegrate because of this, and the spirit of Fuguang Jian and Chunlei will all dissipate into nothingness.

  This means... Lu Jing's greatest support will turn into dust and disappear.

Only by being strong can one live longer in this world. If Lu Jing loses the light-supporting sword spirit and the spirit of Chunlei, even if his cultivation base and combat power can still be called "good", it is no longer true. The pride of the world!

  And even if Lu Jing doesn't kill Li Yushi, it doesn't mean that the Seventh Prince and the Xuandu Li family will stop fighting him and stop dealing with him.

  Just like what he said to the Thirteenth Prince just now...

  Dragon fights, what is fighting for is the general trend, the Seventh Prince will never allow a Tianjiao who has a personal vendetta against him to survive in this world.

   But it was auspicious for Lu Jing to kill Li Yushi...

   "Killing Li Yushi in front of Wulong Street, whether it is my Chunlei spirit or my Fuguangjianqi, I have made great progress...

  In particular, the power of the Fuguang Sword Intent has greatly increased, with aura and a lot of understanding, and soon, a second Sword Intent should be able to be derived. "

The auspicious image is at the head... and there is an opportunity to try in front of the palace, and Lu Jing has a lot of confidence in his own sword and spirit, so Lu Jing will not hesitate to enter this Taixuan Palace with his sword, wanting to survive the narrow escape. Take a chance.

   "Under this auspicious omen, I have also gained something. There is no vitality, but there is a bright yellow opportunity."

   "Brilliant green fate, three hundred vitality, a bright yellow chance... These are my many gains, not to mention other things, just a bright green fate is considered a very rich gain."

   "In addition to the previous accumulation of fate and vitality, it has also been able to improve the fate of People's Fury."

  Lu Jing's thoughts flickered.

  In his mind, under the reflection of many lights, streamers of white light merged into bright yellow light clusters.

  The wrath of the bright yellow fate Piff collapsed and reorganized in an instant, turning into a bright green fate!

  “【A Gentleman’s Wrath】…”

  Lu Jing frowned slightly.

  【If the soldiers will be angry, the two corpses will be buried, and the blood will flow for five steps, and the world will be ruined! 】

[Brilliant Green Fate, remove restrictions, remove time-limitation, within five steps of the enemy, one's own energy and blood will be greatly increased, physical strength will be greatly increased, and the power of martial arts and mysterious skills will be greatly improved (the stronger one's own martial arts realm is, the stronger it will be) weakened by a large margin)…]

  When the wrath of a man transformed into the anger of a gentleman, Lu Jing's whole body became more profound.

   And the energy and blood in his body has also been surging!

  In an instant, the speed of Lu Jing's qi and blood circulation became more and more blazing.

  The Qi and Blood Snow Mountain built by Lu Jing became taller and taller, and the Qi and blood flowed, revealing its majesty.

   "Behind the snow mountain is the Great Yang... With the Nine Gods holding the mysterious method and the spirit of Chunlei, I am not far from the Martial Dao Great Yang."

   Lu Jing let out a long breath.

  Looking up, I saw that the moon in the sky became brighter and clearer than before.

  And under the moonlight, many people are working hard.

Nan Heyu and General Chixing were standing in front of the Taixuan Palace in the middle of the night, waiting for the palace gate to open. Can create some miracles, let the emperor speak, and save his life.

  Sheng Zi came back to the mansion in a hurry first, begging her father, Taishu Ge Cifu sighed, and promised Sheng Zi that she would intercede for Lu Jing.

  After this, Sheng Zi wrote another letter and handed it to Princess Xianyou in the palace.

  Princess Xianyou sent her own sedan chair out of the palace to welcome Sheng Zi into the palace.

  At this moment, in Yanglu Street and Kongshan Lane...

   Seeing that Lu Jing hadn't returned, Pei Yingui felt worried for some reason.

  She naturally knew that Lu Jing had killed the son of one of the highest families in this prosperous Taixuan Jing, and also knew that Lu Jing had entered Taixuan Palace.

  She didn't know how Lu Jing would be dealt with, and she only hoped that...Mr. Lu Jing could return safely.

   "This place of peace of mind is my hometown."

   "The cold winter is gone, and the galaxy is always bright."

   "...May the cold winter that hangs over Mr.'s body dissipate as soon as possible."

  In another small courtyard in Kongshan Lane.

  Mr. Eleven and Qingyue sat in the courtyard.

  The originally biting cold wind, but now it seems that because of the existence of Mr. Eleven, it has never entered this small courtyard.

  Qingyue covered her heart, frowned, and looked up at the moon in the sky just like Lu Jing who was still in the palace.

  The moonlight sprinkled Qinghui, shining on Qingyue.

   "Young master should also be looking at the moon."

   After a long silence, Qingyue stood up suddenly, walked into the main room, and said: "In the past, whenever the moon came out, the young master always asked me to grind the ink, so that he could draw a picture of the bright moon himself."

   "I don't know where the young master has gone today. If he comes back suddenly and wants to paint again, no one will grind his ink for him, and his interest will be swept away."

  Qingyue seemed to be talking to herself, but Mr. Eleven, who had a frosty complexion, still trembled slightly.

  Mr. Eleven never said anything to Qingyue.

  Lu Jing never said anything to Qing Yue.

  But for some reason, Qingyue seemed to feel something, and there were faint tears in her eyes, and the palpitations that she had originally became more and more serious.

  Mr. Eleven saw Qingyue's appearance, turned his wrist slightly, and a scent of peach blossoms drifted away, falling into Qingyue's nasal cavity.

  Qingyue's heart palpitations didn't improve at all. She supported herself and rubbed ink continuously, but she didn't say a word.

  Mr. Eleven was a little surprised...it was nothing more than palpitations. She, a famous doctor in the world, couldn't cure her illness.

  “The only heart disease in the world is the most difficult to cure.”

  Mr. Eleven came to understand. Seeing the delicate Qingyue, for some reason, she, who had always been hard-hearted, felt some pity.

   "I just came to see Lu Jing, and Lu Jing is not coming back today... Presumably..." Mr. Eleven rarely spoke.

  Qingyue turned her head, forced a smile to Mr. Eleven, and said, "You are the Mr. Shulou, so you should come to see the young master.

  Young master is not coming back tonight, maybe he went to Shihua Pavilion to listen to music, maybe he was discussing knowledge with several other gentlemen, Qingyue doesn't understand these things, but he is afraid of treating him slowly. "

   Qingyue's breathing became more and more rapid.

  Mr. Eleven remained calm, and a divine thought was fleeting.

  Qingyue's body softened instantly, as if she had lost consciousness.

  Mr. Eleven seemed to be walking slowly, but in the blink of an eye, he came to Qingyue's side, supported Qingyue's body, and put her on the bed.

  After finishing all this, she sat aside and looked at the moonlight in the sky like Qingyue.

   When was the last time I looked at the moon? Maybe it's on that peach hill.

   In an instant, a few breaths of time passed.

  Qingyue's eyelashes move slightly...

  Mr. Eleven was even more surprised, but saw Qingyue open her eyes and sit up with her body supported by the edge of the bed.

   "How did you wake up? It's not dawn yet, sleep again..."

  Qingyue shook her head: "I want to grind ink for the young master."

  Mr. Eleven was stunned. After a long time, she also stood up and said to Qing Yue who had already got off the bed, "I'll help you."

  …

  At the beginning of Mao.

   Qinglong Lord, who was dressed in green and had a green dragon mark between his neck, had already been greeted by several Diao Si, and came to the spacious hall in front of Taixian Hall.

   Taixuan Palace is naturally magnificent.

  Taigan Hall, as the court meeting place, naturally has to accommodate civil and military officials, and the huge place in front of the hall is made of white jade bricks, decorated with pearls, and there are 18 Chinese watches, engraved with various auspicious beasts.

  In the five-party dragon palace, except for the central dragon king who is a heavenly dragon, the rest of the four-party dragon kings have not even been carved on it.

   Right now.

  All the courtiers from all parties have entered the Taigan Hall.

   In front of the Taigan Hall, there was a twinkling golden light floating.

  Amidst the flashes of golden light, a white long sword can be vaguely seen floating in the sky.

  The clouds and mist rose around the long sword, and a lot of water vapor emerged.

   Streams of heavy coercion burst out from the long sword, permeating the vast podium in front of the hall.

  This is the first test in front of the palace, the test of the primordial spirit.

  The gate of the Taigan Hall is open, and all the civil and military officials are looking at the Xuantai outside the hall.

   But looking into the palace from the outside, only a haze can be seen.

   And on both sides of the vast Xuantai, there are many people standing on the palaces that are quite far away.

  Sheng Zi, Princess Xianyou and even the Crown Princess are all in these palaces, covered by bead curtains, watching the Xuantai in front of the palace from a distance.

  In addition, in this palace... there is Xu Xingzhi, the son of the champion general, and the young guest Qing from the Chu family who came from Nanzhao to cross the river!

  Besides the two of them, those under the command of the crown prince and the seventh prince who wanted to participate in the martial arts test all paid attention to the Xuantai in front of the hall.

  This is a test of the primordial spirit, and they are watching the battle.

  In front of the Xuantai in front of the hall, the huge gate opened.

   Qinglong Lord in Tsing Yi, Li Zhiyun with an indifferent face, Star General Ye Sheyu... and even Nan He Yuju all walked slowly.

   A group of eyes in the Taigan Hall shone out and landed on them.

  These gazes are full of inquiry and contemplation.

  Occasionally, a ray of sunlight shines through the accumulation of clouds and mists, revealing the outline of the sun!

  People who stepped into the Xuantai in front of the hall could not help but pause slightly for a moment...

  Because they sensed...an immortal being in that palace, together with many people with their feet on the clouds, was staring at them.

   At this time, these many arrogant people can't help but look around...

   Sheng Zi in the distant palace also frequently looked at the gate: "Why don't you see... Lu Jing?"

  Her tone was full of worry, Princess Xianyou looked sideways at Sheng Zi, shook her head and said: "It is said that Lu Jing Yuanshen suffered a great loss, how can he bear the weight of the third-grade treasure... He is right not to come."

Sheng Zi said: "If he dare not come, he will never be added to the list before the Taishu Pavilion. Even if Lu Jing Yuanshen suffered a great loss and cannot bear the burden of the third-grade treasure, he will try this trip as a test, and he will never Will not dare to come."

  Princess Xianyou thought about it, and then remembered the painting she got from Lu Jing. In the painting, the sword is sharp, the righteousness is like a rainbow, and the heart is unparalleled. It really doesn't look like a character who would run away.

  The Princess Anqing next to the two looked at Xu Xingzhi, the son of the champion general who closed his eyes and meditated on another palace.

  She had never seen Xu Xingzhi before, but for some reason, when Xu Xingzhi appeared in her eyes, Princess Anqing suddenly thought of the dark palace she had dreamed about, which made Princess Anqing quite puzzled.

   "There seems to be an evil spirit in Xu Xingzhi... But this son of the champion general seems to be suppressing this evil spirit."

  Those thoughts suddenly flashed through the mind of Princess Anqing.

  …

  At this moment, Lu Jing was standing not far from Huai Shi Palace, frowning at an old man in front of him.

  To be precise, the old man in front of him doesn't seem to be his real body, but his body is filled with surging energy and blood, as if a huge furnace like a palace is burning.

  He was dressed in a brown armor with lush hair, and his back was facing Lu Jing.

  The old man had his hands on his back, but he could see that only bones remained in one of his hands!

   "If you are a guilty body, how can you go to the entrance examination?"

   Lu Jing was thinking.

  The old man's old voice came, and then he turned around slowly.

  The old man's face was dark, and one eye was gone, only a mass of empty darkness.

  A scar from the right forehead to the chin, hideous and terrifying.

   "A martial arts expert like this, as long as he doesn't die, even if he can't be reborn from a drop of blood, it's not a problem to make up his severed limbs.

  But this old man's right hand has turned into a bone, one eye is blind, and there is a terrifying scar on his face..."

   Lu Jing thought in his heart, and then saluted the old man: "Mr. Chu."

  The old man in front of him is Chu Guogong, one of the three Dukes of Dafu.

  Chu Guogong once challenged the six bronze tripod gods and men of the Northern Qin Dynasty alone, but he never died.

  He lived an extraordinary life, won the title of Duke, and was admired by the world.

Lu Jing has never met Duke Chu before, but this Duke's face is two or three points similar to Chu Yeshan, and this is the Dafu Palace, who can come here in the form of blood and stop Lu Jing...except for Duke Chu, Who else could it be?

  Chu Guogong had his hands behind his back, and the scar on his face looked like a real dragon whose feet had been severed. It roared with blood, and the surrounding area of ​​Huai Shi Palace was full of blood.

  He just looked at Lu Jing like this.

  Lu Jing straightened up and said: "Duke, whether I am guilty or not, I will be arrested by the Jingyin Mansion and judged in court.

  Now I am not a guilty body, what status is the Duke of the country, do you want to stop me from going to the palace for a test? "

   Lu Jing looked solemn and courteous, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes, he just looked up at Chu Guogong.

Chu Guogong narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Lu Jing up and down, nodded immediately and said, "It's not an accident that Master Li Yu died in your hands, but he was not afraid of the strong when he was young, but not because of his arrogance, but because of his anger." Sex, judging the situation and the situation... It's not easy for a seventeen-year-old boy."

   Lu Jing never responded.

  Chu Guogong sighed, and said: "It's a pity that a talent like you should be killed after so many troubles."

  Lu Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, and said softly: "Duke, in this Taixuanjing, you are the one who stirred up the situation, and Lu Jing's death was also caused by the strong men sent by the Duke of Chu.

   Now that the Duke of the State came here today, but he feels that the turmoil in Xuandu has nothing to do with you, I'm afraid it's not right. "

  Looking at Chu Guogong, Lu Jing spoke up.

  Chu Guogong came here in an incarnation, and his real body must be in the Taigan Hall.

   And here is the Taixuan Palace where Emperor Chongtian resides, and there may be some hidden darkness in it, but Lu Jing never believes that after the turmoil, in broad daylight, the Duke of Chu would attack him in front of Huaishi Palace.

   Chu Guogong was not angry when he heard Lu Jing's words, but said: "Those who stand on the clouds are not necessarily the ones who stir up the vortex. There are even bigger vortexes above the vortex, which are not controlled by us."

   When Chu Guogong said this, he suddenly changed the subject, and a surge of energy and blood roared over, pressing on Lu Jing.

  The pressure as heavy as a mountain just fell on Lu Jing.

  In just a split second, Lu Jing let out a muffled snort, his soul was a little sluggish.

   "I came here to tell you this, not to explain something to you."

  Chu Guogong stared at Lu Jing coldly with one eye: "People like me often have some airs, thinking that since they are standing in a high place, they must have a high-level demeanor, and they should not argue with juniors.

  But I'm different... I don't get sand in my eyes, Lu Jing... You are not sand, you are dazzling gold, but since you are on the opposite side, gold is always more annoying than sand. "

Lu Jing frowned, but didn't do anything, just raised his head with difficulty, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Chu, this is the Taixuan Palace, you know you can't kill me today, and you know you can't stop me from going to the palace to try, why bother? "

   Chu Guogong turned his head: "Aren't you afraid?"

  Lu Jing replied: "There are too many ferocious beasts in front of me. I have seen too many, so I am not afraid. The Duke has no tea here. You keep stopping me, but you seem stingy."

  Chu Guogong was full of blood and coercion, and disappeared in an instant.

   "The Seventh Prince is right to insist on killing you."

Chu Guogong looked at Lu Jing for a long time, then sighed, and said: "Even though all of us know that you are a genius, but when you first walked out of the Lu Mansion, Master Li Yu looked down on you. But I never saw you, I thought you were just a teenager.

  I came here today not to give you a bad impression, I don't want to do such a petty thing...

  I heard Ye Shan say a few days ago that you have thorns on your body. I came here just to have a look at your thorns. It did not disappoint me, but it made me a little worried and made me want to kill you right now. "

   "Fortunately... You want to use the Rain Calling Sword to break the situation, but I'm afraid it's not enough."

   After Chu Guogong said so, he turned and walked towards the Xuantai in front of the hall.

  Lu Jing thought for a while, and walked side by side with him.

   "If you can really survive this disaster, I will tell Ye Shan to be more careful in the future. I have no doubt that if you have the chance, you will kill Chu Ye Shan without hesitation."

  Lu Jing walked all the way, with Chu Guogong in front, Diao Si, who was leading the way, only dared to follow them far behind.

   "Duke, you just said...you are also being coerced by a bigger vortex, but those who are coerced into doing evil should also bear the responsibility.

   During an avalanche, no snowflake feels responsible, but every snowflake is not innocent.

  The Chu family and I are sworn enemies, and now the Duke may feel that there is nothing to be afraid of a young man who has never grown up.

  However, the only thing young people are not afraid of is the long years. Today, I see Duke Chu's vitality is like a deep sea, vast and endless. "

   "Practitioners are always Mu Qiang, and Lu Jing also hopes that one day he can discuss the way of cultivation with Duke Guo..."

  When Chu Guogong heard Lu Jing's words, he couldn't help turning his head, a gleam flashed in his one eye...

   "You are far stronger than Lu Shenyuan when you were young, and the name of youthful arrogance should be crowned on you."

   "And... I don't think the Chu family is innocent, but the situation in Taixuan Palace is too complicated. If you survive this time, there will naturally be contests between the Chu family and you in the future."

  The smile on Lu Jing's face became brighter.

  He laughed: "People always believe that others are simple bad people, and they themselves are complicated good people!

  Mr. Chu, whether the situation is complicated or not, I am an innocent person in this matter. I hope Mr. Chu can remember. "

  …

  Since the moment Nan Heyu, Li Zhiyun, Qinglong Lord, General Chixing... and other eight Yuanshen monks walked into the Xuantai gate in front of the hall.

  The Rain Calling Sword in the sky suddenly shines brightly.

  A cloud and mist hit, and the heavy rain immediately enveloped the Xuantai in front of the hall.

  The torrential rain is like a silk thread, continuous.

  The eight Primordial Spirit cultivators present felt the heavy sword intent in the void in just an instant, and the strong vitality turned into a swamp of vitality.

   Lord Qinglong walked in the front, the green dragon hovering around his neck and face seemed to come to life, hovering around him, shielding him from the wind and rain.

  And the heavy sword intent was swallowed by the hovering green dragon!

Li Zhiyun walked behind him... A myriad of cloud-generating mystical technique came out thinly, the clouds formed fog, and then rained again, and the same heavy rain fell around him, and the rain was continuous, and the rainstorm caused by the rain-calling sword condensed the clouds Can't flow into it at all!

  Li Zhiyun’s cultivation is much weaker than Qinglong Lord’s…

  But at this moment, he was walking in the rain much more easily than Lord Qinglong.

  As Li Guanlong of Shaozhu State said, for Li Zhiyun who practiced the art of Mysterious Mystery in Myriad Clouds, this is an opportunity...

  Because he is extremely suitable for the Rain Caller Sword!

  The star-bearing general Ye Sheyu is more direct.

  She has never practiced sword intent, but her primordial spirit is overbearing and unreasonable. The vitality around her is concentrated, and the nine divine fires shine brightly on the sky and the earth. Indistinctly, the nine divine fires seem to be united...

   With such a superb cultivation base, walking on the Xuantai in front of this hall is as easy as Li Zhiyun!

   "Only relying on cultivation and breaking it with strength, General Star Holding has become more and more serious in recent years."

  Emperor Chongtian's voice was concealed within the bead curtain of the palace.

  Nan Laoguo was wearing gold and silver, without moving his expression, he praised the star-bearing general.

  Jiang Baishi didn't know how to cultivate, but he seemed to be able to understand the situation in the Xuantai in front of the palace. He had a smile on his face, and he didn't seem to care about the ownership of the Rain Calling Sword.

   "The star-holding general who was originally a strong man, and the Li family Li Zhiyun, who is more suitable for the Rain Calling Sword, have the best chance of winning..."

  Prince Yu Zhuoxian suddenly looked at Nanlaogonggong: "It's just that since the Nan family's swordsman Tianjiao is here, I'm afraid this rain-calling sword already has an owner."

  It is just like Yu Zhuoxian said.

   On the Xuantai in front of the hall, Nan Heyu walked quite easily as if strolling in a courtyard.

  The sword energy mixed with continuous rainstorm approached her, and the wind and rain hit her, and disappeared in an instant.

  Nan Heyu walked in the rain, as if she never felt the slightest pressure.

  Nan old man heard the prince's words, his expression didn't change, he shook his head and said: "Isn't there... is there another person?"

The crown prince shook his head: "Three levels of calling the rain, if only the sword intent is not enough, Mr. Lu Jing's sword intent is naturally at its peak, but his cultivation base is too weak, and...whether the primordial spirit can carry the third-grade treasure? , is also unknown."

  Jiang Baishi frowned suddenly: "Lu Jing entered the palace yesterday, why didn't he see him?"

When he said this, he glanced sideways at Chu Guogong: "Guo Gong, the Seventh Prince is about to open a mansion and get married, Shaozhu Kingdom will return soon, and the Chu family is the mother family of the Seventh Prince, so we need to work harder. "

   Chu Guogong nodded, but his eyes passed through the Xuantai in front of the hall, and fell straight into the distance, as if he was staring at someone.

   Immediately he said: "I met Lu Jing in person, only to realize that Lu Jing's primordial spirit is a bit weird.

  It's just...he is still in the Realm of Transformation, but he doesn't know if he can compete with Nan Heyu, who is the most cultivated among young people, with only his sword intent. "

  At this moment, Jiang Baishi suddenly let out a sigh, and looked outside the palace: "Then... is it the phantom of the immortal?"

  After the continuous rainstorm.

  The monks are constantly approaching.

  In the sky above the Rain Calling Sword, there was a phantom of a fairy condensed, and the phantom of the fairy appeared instantly.

  The mysterious enlightenment like Tianwei appeared in their minds.

   "One Yuan Mysterious Code..."

   "Rain Calling Sutra!"

  The eight people on the podium in front of the hall stopped unknowingly, and the rest of them walked a very short distance in the torrential rain.

  At this moment, this kind of mysterious cultivation technique came into their minds, and the huge information, together with the many understandings of the secret tome, seemed overwhelming, numb their spiritual thoughts.

   Instantly!

   Four of them vomited blood, and the primordial spirit also dimmed and passed out completely!

   "Li Zhiyun's mysterious techniques such as Visualizing Hundred Qi and Calling the Rain Sutra are the most suitable for the art of Hundred Qi. The Li family actually has some hope."

  Princess Xianyou blinked and spoke to Sheng Zi beside her.

  Sheng Zi saw Nan Heyu approaching the Rain Calling Sword continuously, but Lu Jing was still missing, and felt a little anxious.

   But at the same time, he was a little fortunate: "Maybe Lu Jing has found another way to save his life..."

   Sheng Zi thought so in her heart.

  At this moment, someone reported that the gates of a palace in the distance opened, bypassing the palace wall of the Great Wall, and the prince of Qi, Gu Chenxiao, who was dressed in red and had a pale complexion, slowly climbed the tower.

   At this time, everyone stopped, and they were carefully comprehending the Rain Calling Sutra!

  Gu Chenxiao's eyes showed curiosity as he stared at the Xuantai in front of the hall.

   Immediately, he looked outside the Xuantai gate.

  He seemed to see something, smiled casually, turned and went downstairs.

  On the podium in front of the hall, Nan Heyu suddenly opened his eyes, seemed to realize something, and continued to walk forward!

   And she was number one!

   "Nan Heyu Yuhua Jianxin really deserves her reputation. Although her temperament is flawed, she is still the top swordsman in Taixuanjing."

  In the middle of the Zhuzhong Que, the Seventh Prince looked serene, with another legalist classic in his hand, and many scenes seemed to be reflected in his double pupils.

   "The Duke...although he didn't intend to stop Lu Jing, but Lu Jing didn't seem to be in a hurry, and he went to the Xuantai in front of the hall like a walk with the Duke. He seemed to be late."

  Chu Yeshan rubbed his brows: "Nanheyu was an accident, if there was no Nanheyu, Zhiyun might be able to use the Rain Calling Sword."

General Yunhui on the side said: "Everything has pros and cons, for example... Nan Heyu came, this seemingly simple but three-level Yuanshen test will soon end, but within half an hour, Nan Heyu has already Go to the last level.

  If there is no Nan Heyu, Lu Jing is about to arrive, and there may be some accidents with his sword intent. "

   "Accident?" The Seventh Prince had a smile on his lips, "Then, Prince Qi, it was indeed an accident."

   Chu Yeshan and General Yunhui looked at each other, puzzled, but suddenly, a divine sense swept over them.

   Immediately, Chu Yeshan stroked his palm suddenly, and said with a smile, "Gu Chenxiao actually wanted to stop Lu Jing?

   This is indeed an accident! Lu Jing wanted to try to break the situation in front of the palace, maybe he felt in his heart that if he took the Rain Calling Sword, the Holy King would pardon him.

   Regardless of whether such ideas will become a reality.

  In this Taixuan Palace, everyone else is not allowed to make a move, which will affect the situation and offend the majesty of the Holy Monarch.

  Only Gu Chenxiao, the Daqi proton who had some grudges against Lu Jing, tried to stop Lu Jing, simply because of his crazy obsession, and did not represent any side...

  If he tried to stop Lu Jing, the Holy King would definitely punish him... But as the prince of Daqi, he is not polluted by the dust in Taixuanjing, so what harsh punishment can he have? "

  Chu Yeshan laughed loudly: "Just stop for a moment, and the Rain Calling Sword will have no chance with Lu Jing."

  General Yunhui took a deep breath: "It's better for Nan Heyu to get the Rain Calling Sword than Star Holding General or Lord Qinglong to get the Rain Calling Sword."

   "Lu Jing is an odd number, and Nan Heyu is also an odd number. Using odd numbers to control odd numbers... has both advantages and disadvantages."

  —

  Gu Chenxiao stood on the wide avenue in the palace, looking at Lu Jing as he came.

  The incarnation of Chu Guogong beside Lu Jing has been blown away by the wind and disappeared.

  Prince Daqi smiled, seeing Lu Jing approaching, he said with a smile: "Mr. Lu Jing, don't come here without any problems."

  Lu Jing still strolled forward, never responding to the Prince of Daqi.

  The smile on Gu Chenxiao's face did not change: "I told you a long time ago, although this Taixuanjing is vast, we are all in Taixuanjing, and we can always meet each other.

   I didn't expect this day to come so early. "

  Lu Jing didn't even look at Gu Chenxiao, as if Gu Chenxiao's voice was just squawking mosquitoes.

  Gu Chenxiao was not angry either, he opened his red long sleeves wide and saluted Lu Jing slowly!

  "Lu Jing, since you are Mr. Shulou, you have the responsibility of preaching, teaching and solving doubts. The prince has something to ask you today."

  Many people have noticed what Gu Chenxiao did.

   "Presumptuous!"

  The prince frowned, very displeased with Gu Chenxiao's actions. He was in the palace, but turned his head to look upwards.

  In the bead curtain, Shengjun remained silent, not knowing what to do.

  Jiang Baishi didn't seem to care.

  Old Duke Nan frowned... In the old Duke's mind, since Nan Heyu made this trip, he had already achieved her granddaughter's goal and tempered her character.

  This Rain Calling Sword is far inferior to Qian Xiushui, if it really fell into the hands of Nan Heyu, it would not be the best result.

  Chu Guogong bowed his head in thought, and all the civil and military officials had their own thoughts.

  At this moment, Nan Heyu has also walked under the Rain Calling Sword.

  The power of the Rain Calling Sword is endless.

  The immortal held the sword, as if sensing Nanheyu in front of him...

  It's like a thunderstorm...

  In an instant, Immortal Phantom held the Rain Calling Sword and slashed out!

  Boom!

   Clouds and mist suddenly appeared, and the sword energy was hazy.

  The blade of the Rain Calling Sword glowed with dazzling white light!

  Clouds and mists rise up from mountains, and rain pours down like rivers!

   It's like a torrential rain that can drown everything, coming straight towards Then and Zhanluo!

  Summoning rain three levels, the last level...is so scary.

   What is mixed in it, vitality is second, and what is really powerful is the rainstorm sword energy.

   This sword energy is like a big river suddenly opening up, rising into clouds, turning into clouds and mist, and slashing down!

  It seems that the world is about to collapse.

  Looking at the Xuantai in front of the hall, everyone's expression changed.

  Even princes and their ilk’s expressions became serious…

  They never thought that this third-grade treasure, the Rain Calling Sword, actually contained such a terrifying sword intent!

   "Is there any secret in this Rain Calling Sword?" Some people speculated.

  The original Nan Heyu had also sensed Lu Jing coming.

  She originally wanted to keep her heart and stand still and wait for Lu Jing.

  But when the fairy phantom held the Rain Calling Sword and slashed down, the terrifying sword intent surged...

  Nan Heyu couldn't help but change color.

   "This sword intent is so powerful?"

  This third level of the Rain Calling Sword is not a level of cultivation, but a level of sword intent!

  Behind Nan Heyu, the blue light burst into waves.

  Three hundred wind and rain sword intents flashed together, and Nanhe Yu's momentum suddenly rose, and the abundant wind and rain sword intent was like a pile of wind and rain, and it was like a majestic river being swept up by the sword intent!

  There is an extra sea of ​​clouds in the sky, and violent storms ensue.

  When the wind and rain are dark, there is a sword spirit!

  Nan Heyu's eyes were serious, and he had no choice but to face the violent rain-calling sword intent...

   But the fairy held the sword and slashed out... the power was beyond her expectation.

  The sword intent is continuous, covering the mountains and rivers.

  The sword intent came one after another, overwhelming everything in an instant.

  Nan Heyu's proud wind and rain swordsmanship is faint, but there is no match for it.

   "This Rain Calling Sword must be weird!"

   "Looking at this level of sword intent, I'm afraid Nan Heyu won't be able to take away the Rain Calling Sword."

   "The Sword of the Immortal is indeed worthy of its name, but it's a pity that Nan Heyu's cultivation is not enough, and it can't inspire the power that Qianxiushui should have!"

   "I'm afraid this kind of trial of the primordial spirit will be fruitless. The trial in front of the palace... so far?"

  …

  Many court officials had their spiritual thoughts surging and whispering.

   And Lu Jing, who was standing outside the Xuantai in front of the hall, finally walked in front of Gu Chenxiao.

  Gu Chenxiao's eyes were bloodshot, he grinned loudly: "Sir, if I always have the obsession to kill you in my heart, I should..."

  scoff!

   Gu Chenxiao didn't finish his words.

   Lu Jing, dressed in white, stood upright, and suddenly snapped his fingers.

  But I saw a light-supporting sword rising slowly!

  The sun is shining brightly for the first time, and thousands of mountains are like fire!

  In the blink of an eye, the light-supporting sword intent soared into the sky and rushed into the Xuantai in front of the hall.

  This light-supporting sword energy is like the rising of the sun, the beginning of all things, emitting a strong blazing light, and an indescribable golden glow emerges.

  The sun is soaring, sweeping away...

  When passing through the Xuantai in front of the hall, there will be heavy rain, but it is easy to pass through the heavy rain.

   Another rain-calling scripture crossed the gate and poured into Lu Jing's mind.

  But the light-supporting sword energy didn't stop at all, as if the morning sun dyed the sky red, falling fiercely on the sword intent of the rainstorm.

  Only for a moment...

  The clouds and mists open, the sun shines, the clouds and mists converge, and the sky is filled with rays of light.

   Xiaguang fell on the shadow of the fairy.

   Immortal phantom was about to reach out and slash again, but was completely swallowed by the Fuguang sword energy and disappeared!

   "Fuguang sword energy is also like human sword energy. I hope that Lie Lie sword energy can truly kill immortals in the future."

  Lu Jing's thoughts surged...

   Everyone here looked at Lu Jing.

  There is often...surprise on the face.

  Even Jiang Baishi, who was always confident, had a strange look in his eyes.

  Nan Laogong became more and more silent.

  Chu Guogong was silent.

  Prince’s pupils move slightly...

  Nan Heyu's sword intent fell through, and he turned around with Lord Qinglong, Li Zhiyun, General Chixing and many others...

  Then they saw Lu Jing stretch out his hand, and said softly, "Decree!"

  The Rain Calling Sword that was originally suspended in the air turned into a stream of light in everyone's eyes, as if it couldn't wait to rush into Lu Jing's hands.

  Lu Jing didn't move a single step, he was standing outside the gate of the Xuantai in front of the hall, still far away from the Taigan Hall.

  The Calling Rain sword entered Lu Jing's hand, Lu Jing stroked it with his right hand, held the white hilt, and drew out the long sword.

  The cold light of the long sword is threatening, and Gu Chenxiao in front of him has not yet reacted.

  Looking at Gu Chenxiao, Lu Jing replied: "There is a three-foot sword in the box, dare to enter Wutan to kill the dragon... The prince has obsession, let me answer with sword energy!"

  For a moment, the sword energy was high, and it came out wantonly.

  Outside the sky, the dark wind blows the sea, the sun shines brightly, and there is heavy rain.

  Heavy and heavy sword intentions mixed together, turned into endless sword energy, and slashed towards Gu Chenxiao in front of him.

  Gu Chenxiao roared with energy and blood, flew back, and the big glazed sky wheel also appeared behind him...

  However, sword energy still traveled through the void and landed on him.

  Bleeding, long hair falling down!

  Gu Chenxiao's red clothes were in rags, his hair was disheveled... If it wasn't for his own strong vitality, he might be beheaded here.

  On the palace in the distance, several strong men beside Gu Chenxiao went downstairs one after another, and they were about to come to protect him.

  But I heard another thick voice, resounding through the void here...

   "You won the soul test, Lu Jing!"

   "There is a three-foot sword in the box, dare to enter Wutan to kill the dragon..."

   "Colorful!"

  【Didn’t dare to break the chapter, it’s written now, the number of words is much more than 12,000 words, everyone remember to vote. 】

   Remember to vote! You can also check in in the circle of book friends, and your popularity will increase. Thank you, the author

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