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

  Chapter 342 Lu Feng

  Yuan Jiulang was carrying a pitch-black longbow, standing on a mountain three hundred miles away from Zhuxing Mountain, looking down at the wooden hydrangea that Kong Fanxing's blood had turned into just now...

  The white flowers on the wooden hydrangea are pure and flawless. After the long wind passes, the mountains and fields are filled with the fragrance of white flowers.

   "I remember the smell of wood hydrangea, it shouldn't be so strong."

   Genkuro was silent for a long time, and finally spoke.

  The Dafudiguan, who had returned to his old body, stood with his hands behind his back, his body bent, and stood not far away with his back to Yuan Jiulang, looking at Zhuxing Mountain.

   "Since the aroma shouldn't be so strong, this wooden hydrangea shouldn't be here."

  When the Grand Volunteer uttered a word, he had to pause for a long time to catch his breath.

  He is too old, even older than the number of Dafu Sijiazi.

  Yuan Jiulang shook his head when he heard the words of the Dafudi official.

  He turned his back, jumped off the mountain, and fell straight into the mountain stream covered by clouds and mist.

   "This is the last time, after you and I come here, there will be no more kindness in return.

  I also don't want to get caught up in the dispute between Qin and Dafu again.

  Diguan Dafu turned around, he frowned and glanced at Yuan Jiulang, and said, "Isn't this world your world?"

  Yuan Jiulang had disappeared into the mountain stream, but his clear voice came from afar.

   "This world is my world, but neither Qin nor Dafu is my homeland.

  Whether it is the Candle King or the Emperor Chongtian, these kings have never been subdued by me, and it has nothing to do with me, nor does it matter to me which country dominates.

  I, Genkuro, am just a hunter, how can I contaminate or even change the general trend of the world? "

   "You are not just a hunter, you are one of the best in the world, the leader of arrows, counting the longbows in the world, no one is stronger than you.

  Since you can shoot down the emperor star, you can shoot down the three stars in the sky, so that my world will not be enveloped by the three stars in the sky all the time. "

"Even if the three stars in the sky are guarded by immortals, you can also shoot down the primordial star who has become the star guardian of the sky, and shoot down those martial arts immortals who live in the sky, but now you only care about traveling mountains and rivers, bending your bow to hunt, and fighting with the world again." What's the benefit?"

  The Great Volunteer Officer seems to have some relationship with the world's arrow leader, and he speaks like an elder, even teaching.

  But in the mountain stream, Yuan Jiulang's voice was no longer heard.

   Da Fu Diguan hunched his body, looked at the mountain stream for a long time, finally shook his head, and his eyes fell on the wooden hydrangea.

  Wooden hydrangea is planted by Kong Fanxing's blood.

  When Kong Fanxing planted the qi and blood, the qi and blood were dead, without any vitality at all.

  So this wooden hydrangea is a mortal tree except for its stronger fragrance.

   But the big Fudi official carefully looked at the wooden hydrangea for a long time...

   After a long time, he closed his eyes and lit up a finger.

  This old Dafu Shangguan seems to have not made a move for a long time, and maybe for some reason, the blood on his body is firmly locked and cannot be easily circulated.

  Because of this, Kong Fanxing, the great demon of the Northern Qin Dynasty, died in the hands of Yuan Jiulang, and the Dafudi official never made a move from the beginning to the end.

  But at this moment, Grand Volunteer raised his right hand covered with age spots with difficulty, as if he wanted to point to the fragrant wood hydrangea tree.

   "Kong Fanxing is dead, there is no more life to speak of.

  In this case, it is just an ordinary tree, presumably a relic given by Kong Fanxing to his sister.

  Since this is the case, why did the Dafudi officer cut down this tree?

  The strong aroma in the mountains is better than the stench. "

  A voice came.

  Baili Qingfeng appeared in the clouds at some point, and he sat cross-legged in the air as always, holding the red flagon in his hand.

  Diguan Dafu raised his head: "Sect Master Baili has always been full of energy and blood, just like my disciple just now, he is happy with mountains and rivers, happy with troublesome wineries, why is he thinking about a tree now?"

   "This tree is also related to my character on Candle Star Mountain.

  Kong Fanxing is dead, Beiqin lost a Tianfu of the Eight Realms, and Dafu gained a Tianfu.

  Things have come to this, I hope the local officials will leave others with some thoughts. "

  Bryan Breeze spoke eloquently.

  Diguan Da Fu grinned, showing his broken teeth: "So you bid farewell to Duke Jing and came to Zhuxing Mountain just to save this tree?"

  Baili Qingfeng showed a smile at the corner of his mouth: "When I am old, I like some fragrance in the mountains. I drink in Daozong on weekdays, and I can feel better."

  Officer Da Fudi heard the word "old" in Baili Qingfeng's words.

   Look suddenly a little lonely.

   "You won't grow old." Da Fudi exclaimed, "There is no shortage of gifted people in this world, and there are no shortage of centenarians.

  But in the world, few people can live beyond the age of three hundred.

  This is true of immortals, heaven and man, and so am I.

  Sovereign Baili, you came from Taiwu, and I saw you with silver hair and drinking freely when I was a child.

  Now I am very old and will die in Taixuan Palace, but you are still so young.

  Eternal life and immortality... How many people are there in the world? Even the Liezu of the Taiwu Dynasty lived only 800 years. "

   "Who in the world can live forever?" Baili Qingfeng rubbed the token on his waist, shook his head and said, "I'm just lucky, and I will die one day.

  Longevity and long-term vision have an end, no one in the world can live forever. "

   "The Great Candle King, Emperor Chongtian, even the heavenly official who rode a tiger to the sky and turned his back on the human world, and even the landlord of the twelfth floor in the sky, the city lords of the five immortal cities will all die."

  Officer Da Fudi narrowed his cloudy eyes: "It's better to live longer.

  I have been dying all the way to this day, just to live another hundred years.

  It's a pity that the three stars in the sky are always shrouded, and the sky in the sky is like a huge shadow covering the world and the blessings of the world.

  How can those immortals live a thousand years by casting a star palace and refining a divine tower? "

   Baili Qingfeng looked up at the sky, and he could vaguely see three stars in the sky.

  When he looked carefully, he occasionally saw a ray of sharp edge gradually flashing like a shooting star, as if something was brewing.

   "Sword Armor Shangmin's magic?"

   Baili Qingfeng's token of sealing the demons trembled at his waist. He was a little surprised, but bowed his head calmly.

   "Since the Dafudi official has come to Zhuxing Mountain, one of the three mountains of my Daozong, why don't you come into the mountain and enjoy the mountain scenery with me, and take a look at the magnificent waterfall on the mountain?"

  Da Fudiguan's wisp of energy finally moved away from the wooden hydrangea, and the raised finger was also put down.

  He turned around, disappeared into the clouds without saying a word, and disappeared here.

  Baili Qingfeng watched Da Fudiguan leave, and his spiritual thoughts were flying, and saw another colorful peacock on the Candle Star Mountain, which seemed to be aware of it, standing blankly on the top of the mountain facing the tangy fragrance.

  The peerless Daoist Sect Master frowned.

  When the badge on his waist trembled slightly, Baili Qingfeng seemed to feel it and stepped down to the side of the quite lush and prosperous wooden hydrangea.

  He looked down at the wooden hydrangea for a long time, and finally heaved a sigh.

   "No one in this world can live forever, and no one can bring the dead back to life...

  But since you have left this wood hydrangea plant, you can use it to entrust the remnant soul and keep it in the world.

  Although he was never alive, it was better than being completely dead. "

   "It's just... No matter how fragrant the flowers and trees are, they will experience a lot after all. If I rely on this wooden hydrangea, you won't live long... You need a treasure."

   Baili Qingfeng rubbed the center of his brows with his right hand, and the token of sealing demons around his waist trembled more and more.

  Suddenly, Baili Qingfeng seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, and he said, "I'll take you into Xuandu to find Lu Jing.

After all, the black sword of slaughtering immortals on Lu Jing's waist is not his sword. This young man is a bit temperamental and arrogant. Since he has gathered the bones of Taichong Dragon Lord, he is also gathering the swords of slaughtering immortals black gold and thirty-six counties. A brand-name sword, I am afraid that there is still ambition in this saber.

   You can live in his sword if he wants. "

  …

   "Accepting three hundred soldiers riding tigers is a very auspicious thing for me."

   "Zun Qing's fate... General of the Mountains and Rivers? There is such a fate?"

   Lu Jing wore a grass-cutting knife on his waist, and Tuxian Heijin walked among the clouds.

  Under the clouds, three hundred soldiers riding tigers followed silently.

  The black tiger was originally ferocious, but it seemed to be integrated with the three hundred riding tiger soldiers. The three hundred black tigers should not have the slightest roar.

   "Under the fate of General Shanhe, his own blood can easily be integrated into the battle formation under his command, and bless the battle formation to deal with incoming enemies.

  Seeing the mountains and rivers, the general's thoughts are there..."

  …

  When he came to Dongshan Lake, it was Lu Jing who was sitting on the vitality crane sealed by Baili Qingfeng,

To this day, Lu Jing still can't see through the cultivation level of Baili Qingfeng, the master of the evil sect who confines demons and demons. He only knows that the vitality crane is extremely fast, and he catches up with Yu Dongshen casually, and comes to this cave mountain on the lake.

   Now that he is going back to Taixuanjing, he finally realizes that the journey is far away.

  With the support of three hundred warriors riding tigers, fighting in an immobile battlefield has its own fierce power.

  Can travel long distances, these three hundred warriors riding tigers are naturally no better than Lu Jing, a monk who is full of energy and blood.

  Thus, Lu Jing was much faster than the three hundred soldiers riding tigers. He and the three hundred soldiers riding tigers were separated by a hundred miles, all the way to Taixuanjing.

  Lu Jing naturally knew the fierceness of the soldiers riding a tiger.

  As long as you don't enter the city, even if the surrounding Taoist government notices this army, no one will come to stop it.

   Lu Jing went all the way to Taixuanjing.

  When he was passing by Shuichuan Road and inadvertently looked down at the official road, he suddenly frowned.

  The qi and blood around him were surging in his body, and a divine thought circulated within a hundred miles.

  On the official road eighty or ninety miles away, Lu Jing unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.

   No... that figure has changed a lot, even Lu Jing... he can't be called familiar now...

   But on the official road, several armored soldiers in broken armor, with crutches in their hands, or blind in both eyes, were walking slowly.

  The armor on their bodies was broken, and they didn’t even have knives around their waists…

   Obviously, after being injured, he was repatriated by the border and was about to return to his homeland.

   These remnant soldiers traveled all the way, not knowing how many people died, and what kind of suffering they suffered.

  The reason why Lu Jing focused on those remnant soldiers was because one of them had a broken arm and a broken foot, and was walking on the official road with difficulty while holding a cane.

   Lu Jing murmured, and ignored it at first, but in the end it was the kind thoughts in his heart that caused the trouble.

  …

   Lu Feng lost an arm and a leg, and walked all the way to Shuichuan Road from Changhe Pass under the jurisdiction of Zhenxi Duhufu.

  Shuichuan Road is a place attached to Tianxia.

  Among the accompanying veterans, some have several acres of land on the Shuichuan Road, and are willing to take root in it with Pao Ze.

  Lu Feng originally came to Shuichuan Road with this veteran in order to take root here.

  He was at the border, and he hadn't made a lot of achievements, but he lost an arm and a leg.

  The captain who commanded them was a kind man, and he didn't want these veterans who had little combat power to become cannon fodder and die at Changhe Pass for nothing.

  So, the Colonel gave some silver taels to hundreds of veterans, telling them to leave the Changhe officer, leave the Zhenxi Dufu, go straight to the Central Plains, and return to their homeland.

  Lu Feng is not a very ordinary person. He has extraordinary martial arts skills in the army. Once he joined the army, he was the commander of a hundred people.

  Originally, he had great ambitions and wanted to use the centurion as a springboard to break out into the world.

  But he never thought that in the end he became one of the millions of remnants and had to leave the border.

  Lu Feng is not very old, but now he looks very haggard and old.

  He has a full beard and always frowns.

   "We threw our heads and blood for our country, and suffered from illnesses. We even lost our hands and feet, and lost our eyes and ears. Now that we return to our hometown, even the fields have been taken away."

  There was a veteran with gray hair, two hideous scars on his face, and a blindfold to help his left eye. He was suppressing his anger and walking on the official road.

   Walking a few steps forward, I saw another green hill that stretched forever, with almost no end in sight.

  So the veteran stopped suddenly in the distance, and he took off his blindfold, revealing his empty eye sockets.

   And he seemed to have been seriously injured. Although his left arm was still there, it just drooped casually, and it was already useless.

   "I really can't understand how wise the old sage king was. Under his rule, hundreds of countries came to court, and all the surrounding countries that threatened Dafu were all destroyed.

  The politics in the court are clear and bright. Although the people are not rich, the common people have a mouthful of food. Veterans have retired from the battlefield, so they will not be treated like this. "

  The gray-haired veteran beat his eyes hard.

   Click!

   There was a crisp sound, the eye socket was deeply cracked, leaving blood...

   Several disabled soldiers next to him hurried forward to hold him back.

  Lu Feng also wanted to step forward to help.

  But because the left foot is no longer there, if the right hand is off the crutch, it will be impossible to maintain balance.

  So he could only stand still and watch silently.

   "I haven't paid the land tax for a long time, and my land has actually belonged to the government, and the government has allocated it to the master in the government?

  How can there be such a reason? We are soldiers defending our home and country, and we have to pay land taxes when we are not in the house? "

   "Why don't we write letters with the Colonel and insult the veterans, it's really not as good as pigs and dogs!"

  Some people were filled with righteous indignation, shouting and cursing angrily.

  Someone heaved a long sigh, shook his head and said: "There are many battles in Changhe Pass, let alone I can't read... I really asked someone to write a letter, and I don't know if it can be sent to Changhe Pass.

  Even if the colonel wanted to control him, he couldn't do it.

  The officials in the Central Plains, how could they take a border captain who didn't know if he would come back alive? "

   "Lu Feng can read."

   "Yes, I also heard that Lu Feng's family background is extraordinary. I asked him several times, but he never said it clearly."

   "Lu Feng, if you really have something to do, write a letter..."

   Loud sound.

  Lu Feng stood where he was, silent.

  He came here for meritorious service, he wanted to revitalize the Jiuhu Lu family, and wanted to make the Lu family undefeated.

   At that time, he was ambitious and rewarded, so he went to the border regardless of opposition.

  Now he has become such a crippled person... The reason why he came to Shuichuan Road was because he didn't want to go back to Taixuanjing.

   Now, how should he write this letter?

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  (end of this chapter)