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

  Chapter 224 The Immortal Bows His Head, Standing Alone in Heaven and Earth

  Lu Jing wrote, and bursts of light also bloomed on the paper drawn by the golden light.

  The rays of light are mixed with turbulent righteousness, piercing the sun and the moon!

   Bitter power bloomed from it, and it spread in just an instant.

  Sitting in the darkness, King Qi Yuan, who was suspended above the **** of flesh and blood, finally raised his head slowly.

   Hiss!

   It was as if the head of the devil had cast his eyes. Through the bead curtain of the crown, two blood-colored rays of light mixed with the color of exploration looked at Lu Jing who had broken free from the **** of flesh and blood and even wrote a cross article.

   But the golden light on Lu Jing's body became more and more turbulent. Wherever the golden light passed, the spreading flesh and blood **** quickly faded away.

  Those bones and souls that were about to climb out of the **** also emitted bursts of smoke, and were completely swallowed by the mighty golden light on Lu Jing's body.

   "Young people have to cultivate arrogance, which is a bit like the second gentleman in the library."

   King Qi Yuan had a majestic face, but his voice was hoarse.

  He still existed in the darkness, sitting in nothingness, the voice came, and bursts of eerie dark breath flowed from it.

   "It's just that you are too young. In today's world, it is too difficult for young people to grow up."

  While King Qi Yuan was speaking, a pearl suddenly fell from the beaded crown on his head. The pearl fell into the darkness, and instantly took root and sprouted, and a tree grew out.

   That tree is very strange, very different from ordinary trees.

  The trunk of the tree is a white bone, and on top of it is the flesh of the tree...

   "I have inherited the throne for many years, and I have killed an unknown number of heavenly prides of nations. They have become part of my treasures and become the nourishment of this tree.

  Mr. Lu Jing, I know that you and I will meet again one day, and by then, you will also become a part of this tree. "

   "But before that, I'll give you a present."

   A burst of raving came into Lu Jing's ears.

  On that weird tree, a piece of flesh and leaf fell down, facing Lu Jing with great righteousness, it flew over in a split second, and imprinted on the center of Lu Jing's eyebrows.

   Xuanyi Jianjia, who was still standing beside the small river, frowned slightly.

  Sitting in the dark, Lu Jing, who was writing, raised his head in an instant and threw out the golden paper on the table.

  It is majestic, bitter and eternal!

  Since Lu Jing wrote the pen, the ten characters that had burst into golden light were blessed on the golden paper and flew into the sky.

   In a moment.

   A more vigorous righteousness burst out from Lu Jing.

  The golden light was like fire, and the imprint that had just appeared between Lu Jing's eyebrows was illuminated by that golden light, and immediately turned into thick smoke and dissipated in the darkness!

  "Qi Yuan King, different ways do not conspire with each other. I am Mr. Shulou. I have read a hundred schools of knowledge, but I have never read the way of worshiping ghosts in Qi State. Lu Jing is unwilling to accept your gift."

   Lu Jing sat cross-legged in the darkness.

  The mighty aura turned into a breeze, rippling beside him.

  Looking from a distance, Lu Jing looks like a great Confucian who has read thousands of volumes!

  In the body of a young man, he has a great Confucian spirit, which brings golden light, together with the brilliance from the golden paper in the sky, tearing apart the darkness.

  It shines like the light of dawn.

   Flesh Hell is gone.

  The phantom of King Qi Yuan came into contact with the golden light, like a painting that has been completely burned.

  The evil king was obviously a little surprised. He leaned forward slightly while holding the armrest of the throne, with a bright smile on his face.

   "Not bad! Dafu has another proud young man, but... I don't know how long you can stay in Dafu."

   King Qi Yuan's voice was erratic, and the hoarse voice seemed a little excited.

   It was as if he was looking forward to Lu Jing...leave Taixuanjing and Dafu as soon as possible!

   Lu Jing saw the image of King Qi Yuan disappearing in the darkness, and suddenly there was more disgust in his eyes.

  He also grinned, and said: "You are the king of a country, but you want to plot against others, it is shameless!

  Since there is a life-and-death enmity, Lu Jing is unwilling to be polite. If we can meet again in the future, Lu Jing... will ask you for an explanation. "

King Qi Yuan Xuying was about to disappear completely. Hearing Lu Jing's words, the smile on his face became brighter. He nodded slightly and said, "Young people have a sharp heart, so they can cultivate their temperament and sword. It is also a kind of diligent method... You have inherited the sword spirit of Mr. Si, but this king feels that Mr. Si gave his life to help the disaster, but it is a pity for the pedantic generation to lose the sword spirit of the world."

   "This king will wait for you, let me take a look at the sword intent that cuts from the world to the sky."

  Looking at King Qi Yuan who had completely disappeared into the darkness, Lu Jing shook his head involuntarily.

   "A person who regards everything as an ant, but a person who cares about the world is pedantic?

   When you have enough strength in the future and need to sharpen your sword intent, you can go to Qi State. "

   "The premise is that King Qi Yuan will not die at the hands of the elder brother."

  Nan Fengmian told Lu Jing many times that he was going to Qi State to see the so-called evil king.

  In his hands, Xinggu Daoist had already chopped off the head of Shanyin Chief Protector, but Nan Fengmian still felt that it wasn't enough.

Nan Laoguo thinks that Nan Fengmian went to Qi to seek death, but I think that since the eldest brother can cultivate a domineering sword spirit, and can cut off the Seven Star Sword Seat at the age of twenty-nine, he will do it for others. Terrible? "

Lu Jing's consciousness gradually broke away from the darkness, and the darkness became hazy again. When Lu Jing's consciousness dissipated, he still thought about how they should celebrate and drink if Nan Fengmian really killed King Qi Yuan and returned. what kind of wine...

  Beside the small river.

  The white jade sword case flickered behind the Xuanyi sword armor, and Shenju and Bailu also revealed traces of sword intent, probing forward, as if wanting to feel the high-spirited righteousness on Lu Jing.

Lu Jing, who was on the horse's back, still kept his eyes tightly closed, but...a mighty wind was blowing around him, and the horse Zhaoye under him suddenly stopped the horse's hooves, and the red light in the famous horse's eyes slowly dissipated .

   This famous horse, which was covered with black-clothed sword armor to display its supernatural powers to cover up its wildness and hostility, was blown by the majestic wind, dispelling the supernatural powers covered in its eyes and returning to clarity.

  Shang Min didn't use the previous supernatural power again, and his eyes were thoughtful.

  Perhaps being a famous horse Zhaoye fits well with the awe-inspiring wind, and being blown by the wind and waves containing righteousness, some changes have taken place.

   Within two or three breaths, Zhao Ye struggled to look back at Lu Jing behind him, his long jade-colored mane seemed to be rippling.

   Lu Jing was on Zhao Ye's back. After all, Zhao Ye never saw Lu Jing, but he didn't become wild, and he didn't scream into the sky, but continued to move forward.

   It's just that the gait of this famous horse is getting slower and slower.

  The horse's back that was originally turbulent also became flat, as if it didn't want Lu Jing to be slightly bumped.

  Shang Min's expression changed a little. He saw Zhao Ye carrying Lu Jing disappear into the distance and merged with the shadow.

  The nearby mountain road was blown by the wind, which blew away the arrogance of Lu Jing's body, and the strands of golden light disappeared into the night, like falling stars being swallowed by the darkness.

  Ten miles away, there is a splendid city. In Taixuanjing, there are all kinds of extravagance in the world, and there are things that are not found in ordinary legends.

  Shang Min with the sword came from here, but he came to Taixuanjing today, but he never visited those familiar alleys.

   "To be valued by Mr. Qiguan, this young man may not only have peerless talent."

  Shang Min thought so, turned and walked towards the winding mountain road.

  He did not control the sword light, but walked in the dark night.

  The mountain roads were filled with darkness, and he could not hide his gaze. He saw the delicate corners of the mountains, rivers, streams, and old trees that had existed for hundreds of years.

  He was a child.

  At that time, my elder sister hadn’t ascended to the sky for Emperor Chongtian, and she hadn’t turned into a fairy who ignored the world. She was still the girl who liked to wear floral dresses, wander in the mountains and fields, love to watch the autumn moon and spring breeze, and also loved to chase butterflies.

"elder sister…"

  Shang Min turned his head and looked at Tai Xuanjing again.

  My sister died, and he personally sent the ashes to Taixuanjing. On that day, the white deer was running in the void, and there was a heavy snowfall where the white deer passed.

   It also made this Xuanyi sword armor completely lose his bondage.

  He raised his eyes to look at the sky, and the three stars in the sky shone like a day after hiding the clouds and mist for thousands of years, shining on the earth.

  or... is looking down and monitoring the world.

   "Three stars in the sky have been around for too long."

   Xuanyi Jianjia muttered, then raised his hand to touch the white jade sword case behind him: "I still need a third sword."

  The bones of the three sword immortals among the three stars in the sky...can just be used to make swords. "

  In front of Taixian Hall, the already pale and old-fashioned Chiyi Diaosi hunched over his body, looking even older.

   Strains of blood flowed out of his body uncontrollably, and the blood flowed into the Taixian Hall again, and was completely swallowed by the dragon corpse embedded in the table case.

  He was seriously injured, but still bowed and stood behind Emperor Chongtian, waiting for Emperor Chongtian's call.

  Emperor Chongtian was also like Shang Min, looking at the sky, maybe looking at the stars hanging in the sky, maybe also looking at the three stars in the sky.

   "The Immortal Tianque should be immortal, but because of a change in Baishi's chessboard, the vitality of the human world is not in the human world, but in the sky."

  Emperor Chongtian suddenly said: "Slave Canglong, there are three stars in the sky, and the three spiritual tides have been taken away by the sky. Do you think there is still a chance of winning in the world?"

   Chiyi Diaosi, known as Canglongnu, bowed his body, breathing intermittently: "The old slave is the servant of the sage, and the sage thinks that if there is something in the world, there will be, and if there is no, there will be no."

  Emperor Chongtian folded his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes and said: "Tianque has set up a sky gate to separate the heaven and the earth. There is no hope in the world, so it is better to focus on the sky.

  As long as both the heaven and the human world are connected, the gains from the three spiritual waves in the sky will be shared by the heaven and the human world, and the three failures in the past human world will be made up for. "

   "So what if I paid some price for this? There is nothing more important in the world. Shang Min blamed me for falling into the sky, but if she hadn't ascended to the sky, how could she see a glimmer of life after the spiritual wave?"

  When Emperor Chongtian said this, his tone was not so decisive, and there was even a bit of guilt in his tone.

   Immediately afterwards, Emperor Chongtian stretched out a palm, raised his head and grabbed the sky.

   It's like holding the entire sky in your hands.

   "If this matter is accomplished, it will accomplish both the world and me!

  When I am happy and alone to the sky, I can sit and watch the sky and the earth float and dream. In addition to the snow in the jade furnace and the three streams, the immortal bows his head and holds the sky and the earth alone. "

  —

  With the lights of Taixuanjing shining all over the city, the sky is no longer so dark.

  Sheng Zi stood on Yanglu Street, looking up at the clear blue sky as smooth and clear as water, with a few night clouds floating in and flying away.

  She came to Yanglu Street earlier this afternoon, and at first she just wanted to invite Lu Jing to take a walk with him, to see the rare wonders in the sky.

   But later, when the spectacle dissipated, Sheng Zi didn't feel that her mood was fading.

Originally, the wonders in the sky were just an excuse for her to come to Yanglu Street. Without those wonders, I walked along the Zhutai River with Lu Jing to see the people fishing at night and the ripples in the water. very good.

   It's just... It seems that Lu Jing and Qing Yue are not at home today, and no one answered Sheng Zi's knock on the door.

  At first, I even wanted to go to the library to look for Lu Jing, but later I thought that Lu Jing in the library was probably studying or practicing, and there might be other library gentlemen around him, so it would be inappropriate to interrupt rashly.

  Because of these concerns, Sheng Zi decided to wait for Lu Jing on Yanglu Street.

  The white plain heels seemed quite quiet, and she also looked up at the sky, wondering what she was thinking.

   Sheng Zi was thinking about Lu Jing.

  She thought a lot about the past, thought more about the future, wondered if she should be more active, and remembered that now that Lu Jing was getting more and more brilliant, but she was standing still, it seemed a bit unsuitable.

  Girl's feelings, every thought, every mood is like a word, and it's normal to think wildly.

  Because of so many thoughts, one or two hours passed in a flash, but Sheng Zi enjoyed it so much that it didn't even feel like a long time.

  She only hoped that Lu Jing could return as soon as possible, lest the time for the two of them to go shopping was too short.

Da da da…

   Just as Sheng Zi was looking up at the road from Yanglu Street to the library, there was a steady and orderly sound of horseshoes.

  Su Heel who stayed in place suddenly stepped on the spot, and the sound of horseshoes sounded a little restless.

  Sheng Zi turned around and squinted her eyes to look into the distance, her expression froze immediately.

   "...Lu Jing?"

  …

  A wall naturally couldn't stop the majestic posture that had been built into a melting pot, and even helped Lu Jing to the main house. Looking at Lu Jing's pale face, he felt a little at a loss for a while.

  She pursed her lips tightly, and took out a few bottles of emergency pills from her Qiankun bag, but she didn't know which one to feed Lu Jing...

  If someone else was injured, Sheng Zi, who has always been calm and steady, would not be so flustered, but now it was Lu Jing who was lying on the bed, and Sheng Zi didn't know how to deal with it.

   But within a dozen breaths, Sheng Zi took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

   "You need to consult a doctor."

   "You should hire the best doctor."

  The best doctor Sheng Zi could think of was naturally the imperial physician of the imperial court, so she wanted to go back to the mansion quickly and ask the servants of the mansion to invite some imperial physicians over.

  But at this moment, on a table not far away, a thorn rose suddenly released bursts of mist.

  As the tangy aroma came, Sheng Zi saw a woman with long red hair, fair face and slender legs suddenly walking out of the mist.

  The woman was wearing a gauze dress, which couldn't hide her beautiful figure.

  She walked to the bedside, with waves of mist still lingering around her body, like a person in a fairyland.

   Sheng Zi opened her mouth, before she could be surprised.

Guixian frowned and looked at Lu Jing in front of him, and said: "He has a lot of life. If it is someone else who practiced, the soul must have collapsed after being seriously injured. At least it is the result of a lifetime of stupidity, but he still Being able to keep the primordial spirit lingering... is also a blessing in misfortune."

  Hearing these words, Sheng Zi almost overflowed with worry in her eyes. Before she had time to ask who this beautiful woman was, she could see through Lu Jing's injury at a glance, and she had some hope in her heart.

   "Auntie, he seems to be in pain, maybe some relief?"

   Sheng Zi's words just fell.

  I saw Guixian raised her Qian hand, made a fingerprint, and stroked it in the void.

  Sheng Zi smelled a burst of refreshing fragrance, and in an instant, her mind was clear, and the fatigue of the whole day was swept away.

  Looking at Lu Jing again, just now Lu Jing was still frowning tightly, his face was extremely pale, but now his brows are relaxed, and they must no longer be disordered.

  Sheng Zi wiped the sweat from her forehead, glanced at Guixian who was wiping Lu Jing's sweat, and was about to go out.

   "Where are you going?" Guixian's voice came.

   "I'm going to invite a doctor." Sheng Zi said: "Physician Liu is not far from Changning Street. I'll go back to the mansion and ask someone to invite him to come to Yanglu Street as soon as possible."

   "No need." Guixian glanced outside the main house: "Since the horse landed on Lu Jing, it appeared on Yanglu Street with a knife and a sword on its back.

  The fish in this small yard have already gone to invite Qing Yue back. "

  Sheng Zi is still walking out: "Always ask the doctor to come and take a look. Although Qingyue has studied medicine, the time to study medicine is still short..."

  When she walked out of the main house, peach blossoms suddenly opened in the void outside the door.

  Peach blossoms were in full bloom, and two more people walked out of the peach blossoms.

   "Qingyue..." Sheng Zi saw Qingyue coming in a hurry, wearing a brocade cloak, and beside her was a woman in white.

  The woman in white was graceful and luxurious, she didn't say a word, and her expression was somewhat lonely.

   "Miss Sheng." Qing Yue hurriedly greeted Sheng Zi, and walked into the room with the woman in white.

  The woman in white entered the room, glanced at Lu Jing, took out a pill from her sleeve, and handed it to Qingyue.

   "Dissolve with water."

  When Qingyue did so, her hands were still trembling slightly.

  Guixian on the side has already stepped back a few steps, giving up her position to Qingyue.

  Qing Yue carefully took medicine for Lu Jing.

  Sheng Zi hadn't guessed the origin of the graceful, celestial-looking woman in front of her until now.

   "It's Mr. Shulou Eleven."

  Since there is Mr. Eleven, there is no need to go to the imperial physician again.

  Sheng Zi naturally knows that Mr. Shulou Shiyi is good at medicine, but he has a cold personality and rarely sees a doctor. Even if the dignitaries in Xuandu invite her to see a doctor, it depends on her mood.

   With her here, Sheng Zi was finally relieved.

   Until this time, Pei Yingui hurried over with Miss Hancai.

  Sheng Zi calmed down a bit, and began to peek at these women inside and outside the house.

  Guixian is not far away from her, with fiery red hair and her fiery temperament, she is extremely stunning.

  Pei Yingui's blue hair is like venting, her eyes are beautiful and her eyebrows are clear, with a face like a flower and a moon.

  Qing Yue, who was feeding medicine to Lu Jing, needless to say, she was graceful, gentle and graceful, just like the moon rising.

  While Sheng Zi was worried about Lu Jing's safety, she felt a strong sense of crisis in her heart.

   "Thinking about it carefully, Lu Jing is so brilliant, he is like the bright moon in the dark night, how can there be no stars to echo?"

Seeing Lu Jing taking the medicine, Mr. Eleven told Qingyue, "Prepare some fragrant flowers with blue musk deer, jingduo, Guliu ginseng, and Chinese caterpillar fungus... take it for him every day, it doesn't take three to five days, wait He will wake up when his soul recovers, so there is no need to worry too much."

  Qing Yue and the others breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Mr. Eleven's words.

   It is good that people can wake up, and the rest are foreign objects.

   "But then again, Mr. Lu Jing was injured twice in three days."

  Miss Hancai gritted her teeth and said, "This is Taixuanjing. Mr. Lu Jing has an extraordinary status. Who can hurt him so far?"

   Qingyue on the side remained silent.

   Guixian, Pei Yingui, and Sheng Zi also fell silent.

  Mr. Eleven turned around and slowly walked out of the main house, but her voice came slowly.

   "People like Lu Jing will always be injured. In the current world, it would be surprising if he can survive for decades."

  Mr. Eleven drifted away.

  Qingyue knew that Mr. Eleven had been a little emotionally disturbed in the past few days, and his face was always full of melancholy, as if there were dark clouds rolling in his heart.

  Mr. Eleven's words today also mean something.

   "Young Master's kind, who else?" Qing Yue wiped Lu Jing's face with a scalded handkerchief.

  The white clothes on Lu Jing's body were soaked with sweat, but there were too many people here, and Qing Yue couldn't change them.

   Immediately Qingyue noticed the red-haired Guixian, when she looked at Guixian.

  Guixian smiled at Qingyue, and said, "I'm Lu Jing's...friend."

  After saying this sentence, Guixian added another sentence in his heart: "Lu Jing is also my benefactor."

   "As a benefactor, when parting, always do something useful."

  —

   More than ten days passed by in a flash.

  A major incident happened in Dafu. Locusts passed through the middle of the river that had been plagued repeatedly. The affected area further expanded and swallowed most of the middle of the river.

   "Two years ago, the tributaries of the Huangtao River flooded, destroying a large number of crops in the southern part of the middle of the river. Now that there is a plague of locusts, there will be an unknown number of victims in the middle of the river, and they will spread out of the middle of the river... This is another troubled time."

  In front of Taixian Hall in the palace.

  Jiang Shoufu rarely wore court clothes, held a jade wat, and talked with Sheng Ruzhou, the second assistant.

  Sheng Ruzhou's vigor and spirit compared to Jiang Shoufu, who was getting old, could be said to be at the height of the sun.

  But when Jiang Shoufu spoke, Sheng Ruzhou listened carefully like a student.

   "These many disasters are heralding the arrival of spiritual tide, which is not a good thing."

  Sheng Ruzhou sighed: "The Hezhong Road was hit by a disaster, and the world's most famous sects would go to the Hezhong Road to rescue the disaster. It's just... the Yuanshen supernatural power is so mysterious, but it can't be used for large-scale disaster relief... What a pity..."

   "It's not a pity."

  Jiang Shoufu coughed, and there was a rare coldness in his eyes: "If Yuanshen supernatural powers can save disasters, maybe Dafu has the largest population, and the most prosperous Hezhong Road in the past will not have so many disasters."

  Sheng Ruzhou looked up at the sky and remained silent.

  Jiang Baishi saw the red-clothed Diaosi walking slowly from the Taixian Hall, the old man straightened up a little, and was about to go to the hall to have an audience with Emperor Chongtian, and to give a performance for disaster relief.

   "The world's famous families sent a large number of people to the Hezhong Road to relieve disasters, and one party's demons caused chaos and disasters. This is their wish for the world.

  It's just...not all the big forces in the world are good people, not to mention the first-class Evil Dao Sect, but you should pay more attention to Pingping Township, Baiguidi Mountain, Huai Gang, and those scattered demons. "

  Sheng Ruzhou nodded, and said: "Teacher, have you noticed that the blood sacrifices in my Dafu territory are becoming more and more frequent.

  Even the old dragons in Beiquehai wanted to prolong their lifespan with this method. According to legend, there was a swordsmith in Jianjian Mountain who went mad and tried to forge a demon sword with the method of blood sacrifice.

Xu Xingzhi, the son of the champion general, also reported to the imperial court. The reason why he wanted to give up the evil knife that had been with him for a long time was because there were various voices whispering in the evil knife, wanting him to use the power to defeat the strong. Blood sacrificial knife...

   I still remember that before the last spiritual wave, the method of blood sacrifice was only mastered by Baigui Dishan, and even King Qi Yuan was only in the research stage, but now the method of blood sacrifice is so popular, there must be something hidden in it. "

Sheng Ruzhou's eyes also turned cold: "Turning thousands of ordinary people in the world into nourishment for cultivation is creating an insurmountable gap between practitioners and ordinary people. If this method prevails, the courts of all countries will surely collapse. Practitioners will definitely regard ordinary people as worthless."

  As the Chilong Diao Temple approached, Jiang Baishi's voice also became lower and lower: "The immortals in the sky look down and regard the world as a place in their palms to play with.

  But... there are still many lackeys of immortals in this world, who think that they can sit back and relax and be fed by immortals if they have completely become dogs, which is really ridiculous. "

  "Hezhong Road suffered a disaster. Since there are three stars in the sky, under the disaster, there must be maggots under the shadows. The year of the disaster...is a good time for blood sacrifice..."

  The affected area of ​​Hezhong Road has expanded again. The southern part of Hezhong Road, which was not affected by the disaster, has neither winter snow nor spring rain in the past few months.

The so-called auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. The southern part of Hezhong Road, which has always been affluent, lost most of its harvest due to the flooding of the tributaries of the Huangtao River last year. It was another catastrophe.

  Fortunately, the Hezhong Road has been hit by disasters many times. Taixuanjing had expected such disasters. Since the flooding of the Huangtao River, he has shipped a large amount of relief food, hoping to survive this disaster.

   It's just... Hezhong Road has a large population, and it can be carried by the imperial court for a year or two. But this year's drought scene, if there is another severe drought in 2067, how will the imperial court handle it?

  Is there anything the common people don’t understand?

  So after the spring drought, many people saw that the land was frozen hard, and they already knew that they would not be able to grow crops this year. Without crops, coupled with severe drought, if they didn’t leave earlier, they might not be able to get out of the middle of the river in summer.

  Because of this, a large number of people in the south of Hezhong Road began to pack their bags and flock to the Taoist offices around Hezhong Road...

  The difficulty of the world can be seen from this.

  In the past two or three months, there have been many more practitioners in the middle of the river.

   Various forces gathered in the middle of the river, some hoped to do their part for the disaster-stricken people, some wanted to do good deeds, and some mixed in to achieve their own goals.

  In Pingping Township, a young heavenly king came to Hezhong Road holding a big banner. The banner was never opened, and he carried it on his shoulders.

  It is different from Pingping Township's concept of "ten thousand years of slavery will be ashes", and it is its mission to save all living beings in the world, but this young king seems to be looking for something.

   There are already victims of disasters in the surrounding area. It is obviously March, but the weather in the morning is unnaturally hot.

  The people of Hezhong Dao originally only received some relief food during this year, and were exploited by officials. Now that they have suffered a disaster, they have gone to other Dao prefectures. Naturally, there is not enough food. Most of them look yellow and emaciated and hungry.

   But the young heavenly king seemed to be unable to see these people. He walked against the crowd towards the center of the middle of the river, muttering: "The empty nest is not popular, and it is just used for flag training..."

  From the Candle Star Mountain, there is also a white snake sage who has lost her demon body and turned into a human form, looking for a reincarnated person.

  In Zhenwu Mountain, a Taoist who was leading two deer suffered a disaster. Someone wanted to **** the deer from him, and the Taoist reasoned with them blushing.

  The disaster victims who should not understand the reason were persuaded by the Taoist. The Taoist gave them two bowls of deer milk, and then continued to lead the two deer to walk in the middle of the open river.

The original Xiahe Dragon King, a tributary of the middle channel of the Huangtao River, had not suppressed the flooding of the river, and had already been beheaded by Emperor Chongtian. The new original Xiahe Dragon King covered his tracks with clouds and mist, and soared into the sky. It's a bit unbearable.

  The high-ranking dragon genus actually sympathizes with these disaster victims...

  Countless figures are wandering in the middle of the river, and there are still many monsters dormant. I hope this disaster will be more turbulent. Once order is lost, they will fish in troubled waters.

  Lu Jing has woken up at this time, and Qingyue is peeling oranges for him.

   And he closed his eyes.

  In my mind, a white light formed by the vitality of Dao's fate was entangled together, and the light was very brilliant.

  Over the past few days, Lu Jing has accumulated a considerable amount of life energy.

  Especially before Taixuan Jingwai's party, as Nan Fengmian wished, allowed him to go south, and Lu Jing also gained a lot.

   And when these life energy condensed together, even though Lu Jing Yuanshen was still in severe pain at this time, there was still a little smile on the corner of his mouth.

   "It is enough to improve the fate of Shenwutian."

   "The improvement of fate, the improvement of muscles and talents, and the recovery of my primordial spirit's injury, I think it is also very effective."

  (end of this chapter)