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

  Chapter 172 How about a young boy dreaming of picking up stars, dare to hold back the bow and shoot Yuheng

  The white-haired youth and Yu Qixiang looked up at the magnificent Taixuan Palace in front of them.

  The palace is brilliant and the sun shines brightly. There are wisps of nobility on the green bricks and green tiles. When the sun shines, the rays of the sun reflect the colors that are not brilliant but simple and solemn.

  Yu Qixiang's braid fell straight behind her back, and she raised her head together with the yellow-maned horse, staring at the Taixuan Palace in front of her from a distance.

  A young girl, even though she is the daughter of King Chong'an, even if she is a noble daughter in the eyes of countless warriors in the three prefectures of Chong'an, she is still amazed by the prosperity of Taixuanjing and the splendor of Taixuan Palace.

  Yu Qixiang looked around and felt that there seemed to be thirty-three heavenly palaces and seventy-two palaces in the Taixuan Palace, some of which were resplendent and exquisite, and some of which were exquisitely carved.

  Three eaves and four clusters, many auspicious animals soar in the carvings, the walls are built with light, and the locked windows are extremely exquisite.

  Yu Qixiang was still amazed at first, but suddenly fell silent.

  She lowered her head, thinking of the three prefectures of Chong'an, her own palace, and the city that dominated Northern Qin.

  The dilapidated checkpoints, the old city walls, the bones buried at the bottom of the city... plus the father on the sick bed, it creates a desolate scene.

   "Taixuanjing is prosperous and shining in the sun, but the three prefectures of Chong'an guard the gate of Dafu. When my father was young, he also sat alone on the Shenguan, blocking the moat and blocking the soldiers of the Northern Qin Dynasty.

  But when the twenty-four cities in the three prefectures of Chong'an became more and more dilapidated, although the people could not be called ten houses and nine empties, many middle-aged laborers died because of this. "

   "However, Taixuanjing, together with the prosperous places in the south of the Yangtze River and the Central Plains, are full of singing and dancing. Not to mention this Taixuan Palace, even many ordinary buildings in Xuandu are more prosperous than those in the palace."

  The fifteen-year-old girl may only be able to see the appearance, but now she is frowning, and the yellow clothes on her body are fluttering in the wind. She just feels that this... seems unfair.

  The white-haired young man looked up at Taixuan Palace, and said: "No matter which country, no matter what kind of world, there will always be people weeping blood, and there will always be people singing and dancing, not knowing the hardships of the world.

  I have also traveled the world alone for many years, and I have seen the prosperity and ruin of the world...but the world itself is unfair, and many things are actually irrelevant. "

  Yu Qixiang seemed a little puzzled, and stood silently on Gongqian Street.

After a long time, Yu Qixiang suddenly murmured to himself: "Perhaps, those who sit on the high places are all stupid people... Under the gaze of these people, the latecomers can only see Jiangnan Xingsheng and the Central Plains." A fertile land, but neither the river nor the border can be seen."

   "As my teacher said before his death, the Dragon King who was originally in charge of Bei Que Hai, who could ensure the good weather and weather of one side, became possessed and fell ill.

  He is dying and wants to use flesh and blood as medicine. The teacher has a deep hatred with him. I have never done anything for him in my life, so I just want to avenge him. "

There was no sign of remorse in Yu Qixiang's tone: "Now that the Dragon King of Beique is dead, has the world changed for the better? Those who sit on the clouds don't care about those who sacrifice their lives at the border, those who starve to death... Isn't this right way."

  Yu Qixiang's words are simple, and he does not quote classics.

  But in her eyes, she has her own determination.

  The white-haired young man heard Yu Qixiang's words, but he didn't agree.

  Rubbing the gourd at his waist with his fingers, he said: "Those who are in the clouds are not all blind and cannot see the affairs of the world.

  But many people have their own obsessions in their hearts.

The Great Candle King wants to kill the world, wants to let the flames of war burn through every inch of land, clean up the world thoroughly, and force the world to ride on his chariot. way out. "

   "And within this Dafu, there are also people with great ambitions. People who look down on everything want to make this world more chaotic, and want to use spiritual tides to accomplish their goals...

  The old scholars want to perform great feats, and the mighty generals want to ask the ghosts and gods while defending the country..."

  When the white-haired young man said this, a golden light flashed in his eyes: "Maybe they are used to sitting high on the clouds, seeing the general trend of the world in their eyes, and naturally underestimate the lives of living beings... and this is actually understandable.

  Even though I, Baili Qingfeng, was born in the middle of nowhere, even if I am just a grassroots bandit, seeing so many great saints pay homage to me, sometimes I stand like a cloud, covered by clouds, unable to see everything below the clouds..."

  The white-haired youth is named Baili Qingfeng.

  All monks in the world call him a drinker.

He established the Taoist sect. Although he was dressed as a Confucian scholar and drank all day long, he was actually a Taoist priest. It is also known as the evil sect.

   Among the three mountain gates of the Evil Dao Sect, the most famous one is probably the Zhuxing Mountain where the great sage of the monster race is entrenched.

Yu Qixiang exhaled lightly, and looked at the splendid Taixuan Palace again. He didn't seem to agree with Baili Qingfeng's words, but he didn't refute. To build Taoism, seal demons and demons, and fight for the injustice of this world."

   Baili Qingfeng sat on the yellow-maned horse, waved his hands boldly, and said with a big laugh: "Leaning on the railing to create a storm, don't be a man with nothing to do in the world!

  I traveled the world in the first half of my life, and I only felt that I was out of the world, but I experienced a few spiritual waves, but I saw that the world that should have become better and better has become darker and darker.

  I have lived for a long time. In the past, two stars fell on my chest, hundreds of thousands of mountains and mountains were green on the soles of my feet, and I walked all over the mountains and rivers of the world, but I suddenly understood in my heart, how can I stand on the sidelines when I am in the world? "

  Yu Qixiang had a rare smile on his face, and said: "There are countless heroes in the past, and those who are still alive today, even if Qixiang has little knowledge, he knows a lot...

  If the heroes of the world can focus on one place, maybe many things can be solved easily. "

  Baili Qingfeng did not answer.

  Yu Qixiang thought for a while, then shook his head and denied himself: "Unfortunately, it's impossible."

   Immediately, there was more interest in her eyes: "There are immortals looking down on the world above, and there are many people standing on the clouds covering the sky below. Then the descendants of Taixuanjing are not as good as the predecessors."

  When Baili Qingfeng heard fifteen-year-old Yu Qixiang say such old-fashioned words, he just smiled and did not refute.

Even in this Taixuanjing, there used to be Jing Wushuang, Li Guanlong, Nan Fengmian, the Crown Prince, and the Seventh Prince who were extraordinary and powerful...but in the younger generation, he had only heard of Nanhe who had a feathered sword heart. rain.

"Maybe you're right." Baili Qingfeng's white hair flew up, and the token of the demon commanding demon at his waist was dimly illuminated: "Let's not talk about that, we don't need to rush to see the Dafu Shengjun, since we are here In Xuandu, which shines as brightly as the heavens, you must taste a good wine in Xuandu."

  Yu Qixiang nodded, and looked at the red gourd on Baili Qingfeng's waist: "You just brought a lot of fine wine from the ancient wine brewing center a few days ago, now you're going to find new wine, can you finish it?"

Baili Qingfeng didn't care about it: "Now that winter is going away and spring is approaching, as soon as spring arrives, these endless wines can be sprinkled into the soil, and they can't get me drunk. It's also very good to get drunk on the flowers and plants in spring. "

Yu Qixiang felt that it was very reasonable, and said with a smile: "That's right, I am also a well-known Great Sage of Zhuxing Mountain, so naturally I should have a bit of arrogance. Naturally, it cannot enter my eyes.

  In this way, it will be more important to help you find wine..."

  Yu Qixiang had just finished speaking.

  Baili Qingfeng's waist, the originally dimly lit token suddenly became brighter.

  In the sky, clouds and mist accumulated in an instant, and then from the Taixuan Palace, a soaring saber energy was cut out.

  In that saber aura, the spirit of martial arts is sharp, it seems to have the aura of killing all things, and it seems to have endless vitality.

  Like a... spring thunder!

  With the sound of spring thunder, everything comes to life.

  In the clouds and mist that shrouded Taixuanjing, the surging and turbulent saber energy flashed away, startling the city full of snakes and insects.

  Yu Qixiang was about to lead the horse back, but suddenly felt the vitality of the sword in the sky, and at the same time, there were new martial arts spirits flowing in the blood like spring thunder.

   Baili Qingfeng looked up at the sky, rubbing his chin.

Yu Qixiang looked at the saber energy from afar, gradually disappearing into the sky, hesitated, and asked Baili Qingfeng: "Sect Master... the martial arts spirit in this saber intent is immature and full of vitality... What motivates this saber intent? Presumably a young man."

  Baili Qingfeng nodded, and thought about it carefully, but he never thought that there is any young man in Taixuanjing who can develop such a saber intent.

   Immediately, his thoughts unfolded, and he thought of Xu Xingzhi, the son of the champion general who was far away at the border.

   "It's just that Xu Xingzhi cultivated the saber intent, full of evil aura, and was born only for killing, which is very different from this spring thunder saber intent."

  Baili Qingfeng thought for a while, finally smiled casually, and said to Yu Qixiang: "Since we have come to Taixuanjing, we can always see this young man, so there is no need to worry."

  Yu Qixiang nodded slightly, and led the horse away.

  …

  On the podium in front of the hall, there was only silence.

  Whether it’s the people who came to watch the pre-temple test, or the young practitioners who participated in the pre-temple test and wanted to **** the two treasures of calling the wind and calling the rain, they all felt...surprised!

  Xu Xingzhi stood where he was.

  The violent spirit on his body even turned into a tornado, sweeping across the Xuantai in front of the temple, like a strong wind.

  In the distant sky, the rising sun is flourishing, as if full of hope.

   Xiang Guohe has sincere admiration in his eyes.

  Xu Xingzhi lowered his head and thought...

When it comes to cultivation, there is a huge gap between Lu Jing and him just now, and although he is young, he has honed himself on the battlefield for many years, killed countless enemies, and the courage he has cultivated is naturally not comparable to those young people in Taixuanjing .

  It is quite suitable to control the murderous aura of Hufeng Dao with this spirit.

   But when Lu Jing drew out the knife and drew out the vitality in the wind-breathing knife, Xu Xingzhi suddenly discovered that wherever the strong wind passes, it can always sow seeds, or bring clouds and rain, and bring vitality.

  Severeness and vitality coexist, just like the spring thunder sword that Lu Jing exhibited just now!

  After sensing the true meaning of Hufengdao Kuangfeng, Xu Xingzhi lowered his head and thought carefully.

  Lu Jing didn't draw the knife, and didn't let the test in front of the hall end. If he put his hand on the handle of the knife with this chilling intention, how many feet can he pull it out?

   "At most four feet... It's better than Xiang crossing the river, but it's not better than this Mr. Lu Jing."

  Xu Xingzhi was quite calm, with this in mind, he bowed towards the Taigan Hall, turned and left.

Xiang Guohe was dressed in rags and lost his manners. Naturally, Diao Si sent clothes. This young monk from Nanzhao also left Taixuan Palace, but he never left. Before the Taixuan Palace, it seemed to be waiting for someone.

  At this very moment, another young man in coarse clothes, with a tall physique and a resolute face came to Gongqian Street.

  Even in winter, the boy was still wearing a short sleeveless jacket, as if he didn't feel the cold.

   Many days passed, and the groom, who used to study under the stable, had some surprising changes.

  He was also waiting in front of Taixian Palace.

  In the Taixuan Palace, it was another scene.

  The original whispering has already turned into complete silence, and the silence lasted for a long time.

   Finally someone started to sigh.

   "Lu Jing is a fellow practitioner of Martial Dao and Yuanshen. It's fine for Yuanshen to be outstanding, but his martial arts qi and blood are obviously not high-level, but he can cultivate martial arts spirit!"

   "The spirit of Chunlei also aroused the berserk Qi and blood that Taixuan Palace exerted on Hufeng Dao... Lu Jing is not in the realm of snow mountain, but he can control such a huge force and split the coercion of Shaozhu Kingdom. This is not in line with common sense!"

   "Normal sense? Which of Lu Jing's incidents today is in line with common sense?

  He clearly suffered a great loss to his primordial spirit, with a sword intent that crossed the sky, but he could easily order the Rain Calling Sword. This strange third-grade treasure never crushed his injured primordial spirit. "

   "It's a good thing now, the Hufeng Dao was also taken by him... It's too..."

  Everyone talked a lot.

  For some reason, Nan Heyu was staring at the Xuantai in front of the hall in a daze.

  Star-bearing General Ye Sheyu was still lingering on the back of Lu Jing striding into the palace, and soon saw Nan Heyu's expression.

Under Bai Xing's mask, Ye Sheyu showed a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "What is Miss Nan's thinking? You wanted to give up the Rain Calling Sword to Lu Jing before, but now Lu Jing easily won the two tests. Look Doesn't seem too happy?"

  Nan Heyu came back to her senses, Qianxiu was shining brightly around her waist, and it seemed that she hadn't woken up from Lu Jing's soaring sword light.

  She said: "I just feel that Mr. Lu Jing doesn't have a sword heart, but the sword intent he cultivates has its own grandeur, and it goes forward indomitably, wanting to shine on the world like a great sun.

   Now I understand more and more why he was able to carve those four lines of text on the ice peak. "

  …

  What Lu Jing did today, there are those who are pleasantly surprised, but also those who resent him.

   Surprisers such as Shengzi, Princess Xianyou, Princess Anqing...

  The person who hates it is naturally the Crown Prince of Qi, Gu Chenxiao. There are many courtiers who support the Seventh Prince, or have old courtiers with the Li family and the Chu family.

  But no matter what... What they can't change is that today Lu Jing is dressed in white, holding the Dragon Sparrow Huanhuan Knife, the slender Rain Caller Sword on his waist, and the mysterious black sandalwood sword, standing in the center of the temple like this.

  Even the sage, who was always covered by the bead curtain, showed his face and praised the young man.

  Prince Prince Xu Xingzhi, General Holding Star, Lord Qinglong never won the palace test.

But Yu Zhuoxian didn't seem to be very angry, but instead had a wide smile on his face. He looked Lu Jing up and down, and said, "I have also felt the spring thunder knife intent that once exploded across the sky and resounded through Taixuanjing. Pass.

  At that time, I thought that this saber intent and spirit came from Mr. Jiu or from the martial saint of Donghe Kingdom.

  But I never expected that this sword intent came from you. "

  During the test in front of the palace, discussions in the palace were allowed to be discussed without much restraint.

  The prince's eyes were shining brightly, and he looked at Lu Jing.

  Not only him, but also the eyes of many court officials have changed a lot.

  A fellow practitioner of Martial Dao Yuanshen, who has achieved such an achievement at a young age...It is not an exaggeration to call him a genius in this world.

   What's more important is that this talented young man just killed the third son of the Li family in Xuandu yesterday. Outside the Xuantai in front of the hall, there are temple tigers in Dali Temple and red lions in Jingyin Mansion waiting to capture him.

  Even in this Taigan Hall, there are still many people looking at Lu Jing with stern eyes, and the eyes of many generals are burning with anger, as if they want to devour Lu Jing.

   Li Guanlong and Chu Guogong remained silent.

  Jiang Baishi glanced at Emperor Chongtian, and said to Lu Jing in the palace: "Lu Jing...you want to walk in white clothes, and you want to bear the thunder of the law, just like Dafu in the past, using the law to uphold justice?"

  As soon as this remark came out...

  The eyes of many people changed again.

  Jiang Baishi's question in itself represents a lot.

   Originally, the DPRK and China were still arguing whether to capture Lu Jing in court, but now Jiang Baishi has never mentioned this matter.

  Standing in the palace, the palace is full of senior officials and tyrannical generals.

But even though Lu Jing was a young man, he didn't see any timidity in his eyes. Hearing Jiang Baishi's question, Lu Jing was decisive: "Lu Jing has read the books of sages for a long time, and he understands that a gentleman should have the ambition to rise to the clouds. As a young man, he sits hard all day long and can't do it in the end." The dust is gone.

The incident of the siege last night also made Lu Jingshen feel capable and capable... If he can enforce the law and thunder, hold the righteous way in his heart, and cultivate a little arrogance, then he can be said to be facing the world and facing the big fu Some help. "

  Jiang Baishi looked at Lu Jing.

  A moment ago, Zheng Yuan still frowned: "Lu Jing, you are violating the law by lynching and killing people in the street.

  It should be noted that even if you win the two trials of Yuanshen Martial Arts, but the Holy King has not made a ruling, you have no right to enforce the law!

  Besides, when you killed Li Yushi, you were just a white body, how could the guilt of the past be wiped out out of thin air? "

  Punishment Minister Zheng Yuanyi questioned Lu Jing, Lu Jing turned around, took a look at Zheng Yuan...then his eyes fell on Li Guanlong again.

  He looked at Li Guanlong, thought for a while, and said: "Shaozhu Kingdom, murderers, people will always kill them...

  And I believe in the Dafu law, but I don’t believe in the people who enforce the law today. "

  As soon as Lu Jing said a word, I don't know how many people were so angry that they wanted to scold Lu Jing.

However, Lu Jing smiled and said loudly: "Dafu is vast, and there are countless heavy weapons! The law is one of them, but the law in Taixuanjing seems to be forged for nothing. The sage once rebuilt the law However, the strictness of the law has become a handle to protect each other from family to family, bureaucrat to bureaucrat.

  Because of this, Li Yushi dared to besiege and kill me in the street, without any hesitation about breaking the law...

  Lu Jingsui is a scholar, but he thinks it shouldn't be so. "

   Lu Jing lowered his head, as if he was talking to himself, or to everyone present.

   These words actually want to offend many people...

   But at the same time, when Lu Jing said it calmly, he felt that the righteousness originally generated in his heart because of the "righteousness like a rainbow" began to grow thicker!

  The Fuguang Jianqi brewed around his Yuanshen, and the Chunlei spirit nurtured by him became more and more prosperous.

   "I am good at cultivating my awe-inspiring spirit."

Lu Jing took a deep breath, opened and closed his eyes, raised his head and said to the sage who was silently looking at him: "The sage is above, my sword has been stained with illegal blood, and I use the illegal blood to sacrifice Qi, also feed me the law and thunder... Please ask the Holy Tribunal."

  Emperor Chongtian, whose expression was always calm, looked down at Lu Jing... After a long time, he finally said, "A young man, can he enforce the law and thunder with just his will?"

  Lu Jing saluted, only to feel that the grandeur in his chest was ready to be released: "Please give me the pen and ink."

   Canglong Diao Temple sent down pens and inks, and two guards in front of the temple spread the paper.

  Many Korean and Chinese officials looked forward, but saw Lu Jing writing: "Young man, why not dream of picking up stars, dare to hold the mulberry bow and shoot the jade balance!"

   In just two sentences, flamboyant and phoenix danced, expressing all the ambitions in Lu Jing's chest.

  Suddenly, even the high-ranking civil and military officials in the imperial court seemed to see a young man picking up a star in his dream, and when he woke up, he was full of momentum, and shot down the Yuheng star with his bow!

  Among them, righteousness is boundless!

  (end of this chapter)