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

  Chapter 210 Cut off his arm to change face

  The Taixian Hall almost turned into an independent world, and everything fell into silence.

  When the two sword lights of Shenju and Bailu lifted off the hazy veil, they spit out brilliant rays of light.

  Pieces of gorgeous light are like huge butterflies, flying and spinning in the sky, and then flying up and down gracefully.

   It is a unique landscape rather than Jianguang.

  There is vitality in it, like the rising sun, and like rays of sunshine covering the earth, the brilliance shone in the sky, almost covering the Taixian Temple.

  Time is fleeting.

Many old and powerful men who were paying attention to this place did not realize until this time that the two swords of the divine arts and the white deer had not even flown out, but were wrapped in a unique power, floating beside the shoulders of the Confucian scholars with the swords .

  Emperor Chongtian was standing not far away, and a tornado-like vitality rose from nowhere in front of him. The vitality seemed ordinary, but in fact it carried a domineering majesty, far surpassing ordinary monks.

   "The leader of swordsmanship, extraordinary."

  Emperor Chongtian put his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes, and his eyes fell on the two swords of Shenshu and Bailu, and there was more emotion in his eyes.

"When I first met you, you were ignorant and only knew that you followed your sister. Now it has been decades. Goodbye, but you have become the master of the magic arts, the white deer, and the leader of the world's swordsmanship. Thinking about it, if Tai Ah and Nan Zhuhou were born, they would definitely fly across the sky and land in front of you."

   Leisurely clouds and pond shadows, the sun is long, and the dreamy stars move for several autumns.

  Emperor Chongtian thought of the sister who was a Confucian scholar with a sword, and the past scenes emerged in his mind.

  Because of all these thoughts, Emperor Chongtian's eyes became much calmer.

  “If you don’t want to dissipate like dust, if you want to reduce some regrets, you must go forward, go further, and climb higher.

  If the fate of the world is controlled by me, if it is me who sits high on the throne of Mingyu Jingdi, your sister may not die in the sky. "

  The Confucian voice of Negative Sword was indifferent, "The sky can be repaired, the sea can be filled, the Nanshan can be moved, and the sun and the moon can pass by without being chased back.

  Since Dafu Shengjun has the ambition to be a fairy seat, and is the hero of the world, he should not rely on the power of the moon.

  The moon wheel is a taboo. Once the moon wheel comes out, the bright moon will change color, and all kinds of catastrophe will be added to the world. If all the mortals in the world are dead, who will look up when the sage sits on the fairy throne? "

  Emperor Chongtian seemed unmoved, but waved his hand lightly.

  In just an instant, one after another divine consciousness disappeared, and the eyes of thunder shining in the distant void also dissipated.

  Taixuan Palace originally became dark and depressing because of the coming of Confucian scholars with swords.

   At this moment, it returns to Qingming again.

   But even so, the strong men in Taixuan Palace still focused on this place, not daring to relax.

   "Sit down, come and drink tea with me."

  Emperor Chongtian turned around and walked into the Taixian Hall, where he sat casually in front of a table.

  Shenju and the two swords of Bailu had returned to their sheaths at some point, and the sword box, which was said to be cast from the bones of immortals in the deer pool, returned to the scholar.

  The scholar in the dark night did not reject Emperor Chongtian this time, he took a few steps forward and sat opposite Emperor Chongtian.

  The two are drinking tea.

  The scholar in black looked out of the palace.

  Emperor Chongtian leaned forward slightly, and said to the Confucian scholar holding the sword: "I am Taixuanjing, which is actually quite interesting. There are all kinds of people among them. Some people look forward to the moon wheel entering Xuandu, and since then Dafu has added a taboo.

   Someone didn't know why, but wanted to kill the monks who escorted the moon from Qi.

  The young people who plan to kill people don’t actually have any long-term plans in mind. They just want to use the sword in their waists to cut off those detestable people. In fact... when I was a prince, I was just like them. "

   "The sage has changed now?" The Confucian scholar with negative sword frowned: "The sage sits in the center of Taixuanjing, where everything grows, thousands of young leaves, or dead trees in spring continue to stretch towards the sky.

  You ignore it, just smile and watch them turn into golden lights.

  But... the Holy King is not afraid that one day, those golden lights will lose control and ignite all the jungle? "

  Emperor Chongtian raised his eyebrows slightly, and also looked outside Taixuan Palace: "Those who live in this Taixuan Palace, I have lost control of you alone.

  However, even if the world is vast, how many kendo leaders can there be? "

  The Confucian scholar with the negative sword didn't answer, but some light flashed in his eyes.

  As Emperor Chongtian said, he is the leader of swordsmanship in the world, so... when he raised his eyes, he saw the library that was like spring all the year round, and saw that small pavilion.

  I also saw Lu Jing holding a seven-foot jade tool in the small pavilion, and then burst out a four-foot jade tool with sword light.

   "These two young people are pawns to kill the immortals, but... young people always have many possibilities."

  The negative sword scholar thought so.

  Emperor Chongtian was thoughtful.

  The originally excellent weather suddenly began to rain.

  Spring rain is often accompanied by fog.

  The whole world seems to be shrouded in fog.

  Lu Jing, Luo Shubai, and Nan Heyu sat in the small pavilion, as if they were in a fog tent, and the misty fog flowed around them.

  And this long-lost spring rain washed away the silence and dust of winter.

  The three of them were all attracted by this rare sight, Xiaoting was silent for a while, but it was not embarrassing.

   Lu Jing put one hand on his knee, and the other on the wind exhaling knife. He saw that it was raining, and suddenly he felt a little worried.

   "When it rains, the road is not good. I wonder if brother Fengmian brought an umbrella?"

  He thought about this, and then realized it in the blink of an eye, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

  Care leads to chaos.

  For a cultivator like Nan Fengmian, not to mention the ordinary spring rain, even if there is thunder and a storm in the sky, it can't stop his way.

   "I knew I should go and give it away."

  Lu Jing sighed in his heart.

   Immediately, the primordial spirit sitting in the real palace communicated with a divine thought in an instant.

  That divine sense had already been buried by Lu Jing outside Taixuanjing, buried in the mountains.

  The Divine Sense shone with the brilliance of divine fire, and a hazy and unusual vitality lingered on the Divine Sense, which seemed quite strange.

   "Those strong men in Qi State have never come here."

  Thinking in Lu Jing's heart, he couldn't help but look outside the study building.

  Compared with Taixuanjing outside, the book building is indeed a pure land for preaching.

   "It's just that I don't know how Tai Xuanjing will react when my brother makes a move."

  Since Lu Jing thought about this, his eyes couldn't help but become serious: "With Brother Fengmian's cultivation, as long as he succeeds in killing people and escapes thousands of miles away from Taixuanjing, he will be considered safe."

  —

  Lu Jing is worried about Nan Fengmian's safety.

  Hengshan Mansion, covered by light and clouds in the daytime and under the shining stars, a spiritual thought also fell silently into Hengshan Mansion, turning into a hazy figure.

  The figure was carrying a ghost-headed broadsword on his back, and there were clusters of ghostly lingering faintly on the broadsword, as if he was born extraordinary.

   This ghost-headed broadsword is the very famous famous knife mountain ghost, and it is the weapon of Gao Li, the strong Zhaoxing of Qi State.

   And when this figure appeared, lying on the bed, the half-dead Gu Chenxiao in red seemed to be injected with a burst of life.

  Bursts of blood appeared on his pale face, and the bloodshot eyes that originally covered his eyes became more obvious.

   "Master Gaoli!"

  Gu Chenxiao's voice was hoarse, and he spoke these four short words, as if he had endured great pain and suffering.

  Up to this moment, Gu Chenxiao was lying on the bed, still unable to turn his head.

   "The crown prince took the initiative to enter Xuandu, in exchange for this kind of treatment?"

  Gao Li is tall and thin, with a group of tattoos on his face. He looks like a mountain ghost, quite hideous and terrifying.

  He stood in front of the bed according to the incarnation of the star god, looking down at the prince of Qi, and the murderous intent gradually permeated his body.

"If it's Prince Dafu, or one of your Dukes of Dafu or Zhu Kingdom, it's fine. The courtiers of a big country are inevitably arrogant, and the customs of Qi are different from Dafu. There is nothing wrong with exposing some friction. .

  But... Dafu allowed a young man without an official status to humiliate the prince of a friendly country, which inevitably lost the power of a great country. "

   Gao Li's avatar spoke softly.

   Looking down at the side, Fan Yuan felt a little helpless in his heart.

  Gu Chenxiao is unscrupulous even if he enters Dafu, I am afraid that he has already caused dissatisfaction of many big figures in Dafu.

  Because of this, Lu Jing attacked Hengshan Mansion twice, but no one in Taixuanjing came to stop him.

  Perhaps in the hearts of those great figures, the prince of Qi who is lying on the bed is much more worry-free than the prince of Qi who has nothing to do all day and enjoys beheading and skinning.

  As long as they ensure that the prince of Qi will not die, and as long as the prince of Qi is safe and sound when he returns home, the alliance between the two countries will not be frustrated.

   "I have already told the ancient prince about these things, but he is becoming crazy day by day, and his actions are too unscrupulous."

  Fan Yuan thought silently in his heart.

  The incarnation of Gaoli also saluted Gu Chenxiao: "I sent a gift to Dafu Shengjun, which is extremely valuable.

At that time, in the court hall, after Gao Li presents the gift, he will reveal the matter... And that Lu Jing has no official status, even if the arrogance is precious, the Dafu strong will not let me kill him easily, and the ancient prince will not have to be afraid in the future he.

  King Yuan of Qi ordered Gao Li to stay in Taixuanjing for a full year. "

   "Since Dafu Chaotang acquiesces that Lu Jing will take action against the prince, if there is a chance, I will naturally take action.

   Thinking about coming to Dafu Chaotang, he was already prepared for someone to attack Lu Jing. "

  Gu Chenxiao swallowed, the severe pain made him frown.

   But under this kind of pain, Gu Chenxiao became more and more excited.

   "The more this happens, the more I want to eat him."

  Gu Chenxiao's bloodshot eyes were full of excitement.

   "Don't worry about Gao Li, let's wait until you enter the Xuandu.

  People like Lu Jing, I don’t know how many people in Taixuanjing hoped for him to die. I showed a flaw in my attack on him, so I lay down on the bed.

  But...does he have no flaws? "

   "You and Jian Qiushui enter Xuandu, and wait for Lu Jing to show his weakness..."

  When Gu Chenxiao said this, he couldn't catch his breath, causing a severe cough.

  Lu Jing's Yuanshen shot his whole body full of holes with an arrow before, and unimaginable pain struck, making Gu Chenxiao suffer to the extreme.

   Even so, when Gao Li saluted him again, that divine sense disappeared into nothingness, and Gu Chenxiao became even more excited.

  With excitement and expectation in his eyes, he looked up at the roof.

   "If a genius like Lu Jing can get his flesh and bones, he will use them in my bone palace."

  —

  Spring rain eliminates the remaining freeze!

   Fish come out in the drizzle, swallows slant in the breeze.

  Yue Luan sat in the sedan chair, and she was a little uncomfortable with the man's clothes on her body. The rugged mountain road was not bumpy, because Yue Luan knew that the four mountain ghosts were carrying the sedan chair.

  She had a pale complexion, and came all the way from the state of Qi, the boat and the car were exhausting, but Yue Luan didn't know what was waiting for her after going to Dafu.

She was born in an ordinary official family in Qi State. In such a world, being in an official's mansion is already a blessing, and his father was an official far away from the capital of Qi State, so he would not see King Qi Yuan every day, even more so. The best of luck.

  The moon wheel grew like this until it was seventeen years old.

  Until the day of his seventeenth birthday, many black faces from the Qi Kingdom suddenly broke into the family, and then...the current situation came into being.

At the age of seventeen, it is the time when the girl's thoughts are heavy. Originally, the moon was waiting in her boudoir, and she always looked forward to marrying a world-famous monk in the future, and walked the world with him, and never returned to the country of Qi. step.

  But when she got on the sedan chair, Yue Lun had already decided in her heart that she would be given to a certain dignitary in Dafu.

  Maybe a senior official who is dying and smelling bad.

  Maybe he is an ignorant young master Da Fu who wanders in the land of smoke and willows all day long. If he has never practiced, he may die of the disease of flowers and willows like those young masters of Qi in his thirties.

  Yuelun was thinking wildly in her heart.

  The sedan chair stopped suddenly.

  Moon-shaped phoenix eyes half-curved to hide amber, vermilion lips dotted with cherries, picturesque eyebrows in this spring rain, it is a different kind of landscape.

  She quietly opened the car curtain and looked up.

   But the four mountain ghosts who were originally carrying the sedan chair had disappeared without a trace.

  Eight monks were scattered around the sedan chair.

  The unsmiling Gao Li Guitou Dao, with occasional scary eyes brewing in his eyes, stood on the edge of the cliff, looking up at the mighty city far away.

  The other woman with a sword in her hand suddenly turned her head and said coldly, "Go back."

  Yuelun shuddered, and quickly put down the car curtain.

   "There is no kendo school in Taixuanjing, this time it is rare to come to this world-famous city. I want to use what I have learned from Jiange to meet the famous kendo masters in it."

  Jian Qiushui reprimanded Yuelun, and then looked at Taixuanjing in the distance as if Gao Li.

  She also sighed in her heart... That city in the distance is indeed extremely prosperous and majestic.

  Gao Li didn't turn around, and the voice came: "There are a few young masters of swordsmanship in Taixuanjing.

   Among them, the most famous one is named Lu Jing. "

  Jian Qiushui nodded slightly: "I have also heard of the name of Lu Jing's young leader.

  It's just that... swordsmanship is more important than proficiency, and Lu Jingyuan is a fellow practitioner of martial arts, but he also practiced both swords and swords, which made me a little... doubtful. "

  Gao Li turned his head, the ghost tattoo on his face was still shaking: "You are a disciple of Jiange of Qi State, you can meet Lu Jing for a while with the sword in your hand."

  Jian Qiushui just wanted to speak.

   But Gao Li said: "The battle of swordsmanship is still in the second place. You have a higher level of cultivation than Lu Jing. Maybe you can catch him by surprise and don't need to kill him, otherwise you won't be able to get out of Taixuanjing.

   But if he can cut off his arm, it can also bring back a bit of Qi Guo's face. "

  (end of this chapter)