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

  Chapter 246 There are two immortals, how does the disabled old dragon kill Lu Jing?

  After a shower in Taixuanjing, like Qiongzhu scattered randomly, hitting Xinhe all over.

  When there is rain in late summer, there must be clouds and mists. When the clouds cover the sun, the late summer in Taixuanjing is actually not hot. Compared with Hezhong Road, this is the real world.

  Li Guanlong made a rare visit to the library.

  He stood under a ginkgo tree with his hands behind his back. The brilliant yellow ginkgo tree had just bloomed. Li Guanlong was under the blooming ginkgo blossoms, watching a small courtyard with a wide open gate in the distance.

  The small courtyard is called Shaomu Courtyard, which is Mr. Shiyi's courtyard.

  Mr. Eleven is not here today. In the small pavilion in the courtyard, Qingyue is busy taking care of the many flowers and plants in the courtyard.

  These flowers and plants are quite strange, not unusual.

  Flowers and herbs are fragrant, and each plant can be used as medicine, all of which are extremely precious.

   "Miss, where is Chan Linghua going to move?"

  Qingyue rolled up her sleeves and was wiping the water droplets on a thorny leaf flower, another woman with her hair in a bun, gentle eyes and fair skin was holding a potted flower and asked Qingyue loudly.

   "Luyu, you have already said that you don't need to call me Miss. Chanling flowers should not get wet. Looking at the weather, it will rain again in an hour or two. Let's move into the house first."

   Qingyue greeted Lu Yu while wiping the sweat from her forehead, then put her hands on her hips, holding a piece of white cloth in her hand, and looked around at the huge Shaomu Courtyard.

   "In a few days, forty-two kinds of medicinal materials will mature and can be used as medicine."

  Qingyue let out a long sigh of relief, and immediately raised her eyes to look at the sky.

  As soon as she was free, Qingyue missed Lu Jing more and more, and two months passed in a blink of an eye.

  The years are fleeting, and the seasons are flowing.

   In the blink of an eye, another autumn day, Qingyue doesn't care about the beautiful scenery, nor the season, but only the young master who is no longer in Taixuanjing.

  During the days when Lu Jing was away, Qing Yue seldom went back to the small courtyard on Yanglu Street, and always stayed in Shaomu Courtyard.

  The reason is that the shadow of Lu Jing is almost everywhere in the small courtyard of Kongshan Lane.

  Come to Shaomu Courtyard to take care of these flowers and plants for Mr. Shiyi, and the longing in her heart will fade a little bit.

   That's right... We have lived together since we were young, and the young master who has entrusted almost all of our hearts is no longer with Qingyue, how can Qingyue not miss him?

   Fortunately, Zhuo Yaoluo and the goldfish were still by Qingyue's side, but since Lu Jing left, Qingyue talked to the goldfish every day.

  Until one day, Qingyue murmured: "You have heard me say so much, but you don't know if there is something hidden in your heart. If you can speak, I will listen to you."

   On the second day, the goldfish turned into a human figure, a woman in yellow clothes. She smiled at Qingyue and called Qingyue Miss.

  Qingyue is actually very uncomfortable with being called Miss, but the goldfish named Deer Fish is probably unwilling to change his mouth.

  A stone, a goldfish, and a girl full of longing, just spend time in Mr. Eleven's Shaomuyuan like this.

  Qingyue still goes to that brand-new shantang every three days to give medical consultations to the children there.

  With the spread of the disaster in Hezhong Road, even though most of the victims who flowed to Taixuanjing were blocked in Gyeonggi-do, there were still many refugees pouring into Taixuanjing.

  There are more and more children in the shantang, and now there are thousands of children.

  Qingyue sent all the Shuxiu gold and silver sent by the thirteenth prince to the Shantang according to Lu Jing's instructions before leaving, and Wei Jingzhe took care of it for the daily operation of the Shantang.

  Mr. Lu Jing's actions like this naturally cannot be concealed from other people in the Shantang, and soon spread throughout Taixuanjing, and soon the Shantang also donated a large amount of gold and silver.

  Wei Jingzhe was a good follower of good people, and also posted a big newspaper at the entrance of the good hall to make famous for those big houses.

  With Lu Jing as the backing, and Nan Xuehu and Sheng Mansion as the backing, Wei Jingzhe gradually gained the right to speak in the Shantang.

  Up to now, Wei Jingzhe still plans to expand the scale of the shantang.

  As Lu Jing said, if you can't support the people in the world, it is considered a good deed to support the displaced children in Taixuanjing.

  With all these things, everything in Taixuanjing seems to have not changed much from two months ago.

  Li Guanlong was clearly standing under the ginkgo tree, only facing the gate of the Shaomu Courtyard, but Qingyue and Luyu didn't seem to be aware of his existence.

  Li Guanlong's eyes also always fell on Luyu, seeing Luyu talking and laughing with Qingyue, his eyes became quite soft.

  As Lu Jing said, this golden dragon named Luyu was the price Li Guanlong paid for attacking Lu Jing.

  But Lu Jing also knows that action is one, he is not a villain, Lu Yu just stays by Qingyue's side from beginning to end, even like Qingyue's sisters, Lu Jing has never acted rudely from beginning to end.

   "Perhaps... Luyu forgot about me, staying with Qingyue, living in this library is safer than going to Shenguan with me."

   Li Guanlong had such an idea in his mind for no reason, and then shook his head.

Just like what he and Lu Jing said, in this life, you can't do whatever you want. Even people like Emperor Chongtian and King Candle will be trapped in the turbulent currents. The Shaozhu Kingdom is a living creature after all.

   "Lu Jing is already a hindrance to the seventh prince, there is no room for it."

  Li Guanlong was thinking, suddenly felt something, turned his head away.

   But in the distance, Chu Guogong and the Seventh Prince were standing side by side, looking at him from afar.

  Li Guanlong's face remained unchanged, and he went to the two of them.

   "Xu Baihe has already proposed to Shengjun that Shaozhu Kingdom will go to Shenguan soon."

  The scar on Chu Guogong's face trembled, and he said: "For Shaozhu Kingdom, Shenguan is an experience and a tribulation, but it is also an opportunity.

  If he can defend the Shenguan and survive like Chong'an King and Chongjia Tianjiang Xu Baihe, maybe he doesn't need the spiritual tide, and he can still have the opportunity to reach the eighth realm. "

  Li Guanlong frowned slightly, and asked: "Heavy Armor General Xu Baihe has entered the eighth realm?"

  Chu Guogong shook his head, but a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Xu Baihe reflects two primordial stars and seven main stars. He has not reached the eighth realm yet. With a little chance, he can survive the thunder tribulation and become one of the few strong men at that time."

   "They are house slaves, but it is a miracle that they can climb up the stairs and reach this point."

  Li Guanlong couldn't help looking at Shaomuyuan, thinking of Lu Jing.

   "Xu Baihe was able to summon beasts to meet the emperor. After him, Lu Jing also summoned animals to meet the emperor, and his growth rate was even much faster than when Xu Baihe was young."

  When Li Guanlong mentioned Lu Jing, the expression of the seventh prince Yu Xuanlou, who was originally silent, changed slightly.

   "Speaking of Lu Jing, there is some news."

  Chu Guogong took a look at the seventh prince, and said: "It is said that Lu Jing reflected Gou Chen Yuanxing in the middle of the river, stepped into the realm of shining stars, and killed Taichong Haiying Xuanguang."

  Li Guanlong's eyes froze.

  Ying Xuanguang Tianlong's blood is thin, but he is a true dragon after all, with a tyrannical cultivation...

   "Step into the star-shine realm, reflect the primordial star, and reflect the dragon-slaying platform.

  This Lu Jing... is really disturbing. "

  Yu Xuanlou lowered his head, a gleam of light flickered in his double pupils.

   Chu Guogong and Li Guanlong looked at each other, and I am afraid that only the extremely talented Lu Jing could make the Seventh Prince say such words.

  "Lutan appeared in the middle of the river, he entered the middle of the river alone, there is always a chance to kill him."

  Chu Guogong put his hands behind his back and said: "The head of the Huai Gang, Yuan Qi, is on the middle of the river. It is said that the rotten old dragon in Taichonghai has also left the sea and entered the river, and he is going to follow the Huangtao River to the middle of the river.

  Besides, all the dragons in Sifanghai were saying that Lu Jing was seriously injured and it was a good time to kill him, so they all rushed to Hezhong Road.

   Soon, the dragons in the river will besiege and kill Lu Jing, but Yuan Qishou can bring 800 black ice soldiers to join in the fun. "

  The Seventh Prince frowned: "Eight hundred Xuanbing warriors still have the task of finding Lutan...Since all the dragons in the world want to kill Lu Jing, maybe we can just watch from the sidelines."

  He paused for a few more breaths when he said this, and his eyes became much firmer.

   "Lu Jing has always been a bit of a villain. Let Yuan Qishou take the eight hundred black ice soldiers to the past. If the dragons in the world can kill Lu Jing, naturally he doesn't have to take action. If something happens, Yuan Qishou can still finish it."

   "If it weren't for the order of the sage, the real strong in the world would have gone to Hezhong Road long ago. I would also go to see how thick the blood mist on Hezhong Road is. By the way, I can also look for Lu Jing...

  It’s just a pity…”

  There was a deeper meaning buried in Yu Xuanlou's eyes.

  Li Guanlong's voice was low: "There are still many refugees in Hezhong Road.

  The Holy Monarch did not allow the real strong to go to the middle of the river before Lutan appeared, probably because he was afraid that... a dispute would arise and affect thousands of refugees.

  Enough people have died in the middle of the river. "

  When he said this, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

   "But if that's the case... why do you still let those dragon blood sacrifices go?"

  Li Guanlong's mind was chaotic.

  The seventh prince and Chu Guogong completely ignored it.

   "The disabled old dragon took many dragons to Hezhong Road, if Lu Jing is not dead, he must be removed at all costs.

  This bastard... how does it reflect Yuan Xing? "

   Chu Guogong's words were still full of exclamation and warning.

  The Seventh Prince pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

   "When Lutan shows signs, please also invite Chu Guogong and Shaozhuguo to go to Hezhong Road with me.

   Not only seized the opportunity in Lutan, built a formation, but also killed Lu Jing! "

  Li Guanlong saw the deer fish flashing past in Shaomu Courtyard again.

  Yu Xuanlou gently flicked his sleeves.

   "It's just that if that old dragon with disabled legs and Lu Jing is seriously injured, I can't think of how Lu Jing can survive."

   "It only takes two months to repair that kind of injury? Even with four or five first-grade pills, it is absolutely impossible."

   While the three of them were talking, a figure in white clothes slowly approached on the path in the distance.

  Not far behind the Seventh Prince, a middle-aged man dressed as a butler hurriedly greeted Mr. Eleven.

   "Mr. Eleven, I'm here at the order of Shengjun, and I want to ask you for a healing elixir to restore His Highness's injury."

  Mr. Eleven is so beautiful, but he didn't seem to hear what he said, and walked all the way into Shaomuyuan.

   "Mr. Eleven?" The middle-aged man called out hastily.

  Mr. Eleven stood in the gate of Shaomu Courtyard, and glanced lightly at the Seventh Prince: "You want to ask me for medicine?"

  The Seventh Prince, Chu Guogong, and Li Guanlong were silent.

  The middle-aged butler hurriedly bowed, not daring to say more, but said: "Sir, this is the meaning of the Holy King."

Mr. Shiyi said: "The holy king has an order, and Shiyi will obey it, but there is no medicine for healing in the Shaomu Courtyard, so please ask the Seventh Prince to go back and wait. When I practice the medicine, I will naturally send someone to send it over." .”

   Bang Dang!

  The gate of Shaomu Courtyard is closed.

  Chu Guogong sighed: "Mr. Eleven is taciturn, but his temper is still as hot as before."

   "It's just that Shengjun's order is strange. There is an imperial doctor Ye in the palace, but he asked the seventh prince to go to Mr. Eleven for medicine.

  Lu Jing is a member of the library, how could Mr. Eleven refine medicine for the Seventh Prince? "

   "The Holy King has an order, Mr. Eleven will obey." Li Guanlong said: "It's just... the time is hard to determine."

  Yu Xuanlou stood where he was, always so gentle and refined, but a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

  He hates the library, and hates the ideas in the library.

  If one day, he can gain great power, he must be like the candle king, igniting a raging fire, and burning the world will be easier.

   "It doesn't matter if there is no elixir, and there is Ying Xuanguang's blood sacrifice formation for healing."

  —

  An Nijing, Qi Hanzhang and Buddha son Lian E walked in the middle of the river for more than 20 days.

   Following Lu Jing's trail, he saw many dragon bones, and finally rescued a dying dragon, and then found Lu Jing's trace.

   "Ying Xuanguang, who shines on Yuanxing and killed Taichong Hai's great prince, is now wandering in the middle of the river, dismantling those dragon formations, and beheading the dragons in the middle of the river?"

   The high crown on Qi Hanzhang's head trembled slightly, and he couldn't help swallowing.

  Lian E looked at the collapsed dragon formation in front of him, at the dragon bones under the dragon formation, and at the bones of the living beings, his eyes gradually became gloomy.

   "The blood sacrifice formation sweeps across the middle of the river... This is absolutely extraordinary." An Nijing also looked at the bones and couldn't bear it, but she admired the dragon-slaying Lu Jing a little more.

"Yingying Yuanxing is also a person of immortal wisdom, and he is valued by immortals... Dafu is indeed worthy of being a powerful country in the world, and every generation has a true genius." Qi Hanzhang also sighed: "I am even more curious about Lu Jing's cursive script. I want to read the words written by him."

   Lian E also nodded slightly: "Human beings have misfortune, good fortune, good and evil. Lu Jing's ideas don't agree with me, but I think he's doing the right thing by beheading these dragons that kill thousands of living beings."

   "If I had seen the suffering of the creatures, I would have shot."

   "It's just a pity, if there is no real strong person to protect him, this Lu Jing... I'm afraid he won't live long."

   Lianye said so.

  An Nijing and Qi Hanzhang looked at each other.

   "If this dragon had not lied, the old dragon with broken feet in the Taichong Sea came here, and dragons from hundreds of thousands of lakes and seas in the Wufang Sea came to the middle of the river to surround and kill Lu Jing.

   Unless the gentlemen from the fourth floor of the library came here to protect Lu Jing, Lu Jing would definitely die. "

   Lian E folded her palms together and said the Buddha's name.

  An Nijing shook her head and said, "Lu Jing is valued by the immortals. I just need to take Lu Jing to the Lingao Mountain. There are two immortals there. How can the old dragon in Taichonghai kill Lu Jing?"

  Qi Hanzhang also agreed with An Nijing's words.

   Lianye smiled a little, but didn't say much.

  The three of them walked forward like this, all the way to an empty city.

  But I saw that the walls of the empty city were dilapidated, and the grass was overgrown. It had been abandoned for several years.

   "The dragon said that the last dragon formation is in this deserted city."

  An Nijing plucked the strings of the zither, and the vitality flowed, carrying her into the city wall.

   Just flew into it.

   But not far away, a pale young man in black with long hair like a waterfall was holding a pen and paper, and was writing on it.

  An Nijing was slightly taken aback when she saw this scene.

  Because she saw that it was a boy in black sitting on the head of a dragon.

  The corpses of four real dragons fell into the dust, smashing an unknown number of houses.

  The pale young man was handsome and unparalleled, and he seemed to sense An Nijing's approach. He raised his head slowly, glanced at An Nijing, and then looked behind her.

   "Buddha son Lianye."

   Lu Jing said, "Long time no see."

  Lian'e's naked body was covered with shimmering Buddhist verses, and he bowed to Lu Jing: "Benefactor Lu Jing, I'm here to report your sorrows and good news to you."

   "Why worry? What joy?"

   Lianye turned her head and glanced at An Nijing.

  An Nijing reacted and saluted Lu Jing.

   "Mr. Lu Jing, in the middle of the river, there is a fairy from the sky who came down from the mortal world..."

  (end of this chapter)