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

  Chapter 352 I came from Daleiyin Temple to forge a sword for Mr.

  The three-foot long sword on An Ruolu's waist is full of gaps, it doesn't look like a sword that can cut iron.

  Only the writing on the scabbard is thick and majestic, as if it was mentioned by everyone.

   Equipped with such a sword, he came all the way from Anxi Road to Taixuanjing from Zhufeng Mansion on Anxi Road.

  If other people know that such a weak scholar has traveled thousands of miles in such a world full of troubles and bandits, and entered Taixuanjing from Anxi Road, they will probably find it incredible.

   But in fact, An Ruolu received a letter from Chong'an Sanzhou, and it was only half a month away.

  He has a peaceful expression, a red mole between his eyebrows, and a ruler in his luggage. He is a private school teacher in Zhuifeng Mansion.

   Once there was a great incident on Anxi Road.

  "Incognito, I became a private school teacher in the mansion of a rich family member. Unexpectedly, the young lady of that family was kidnapped by thieves and taken up the mountain on the way back to her hometown. In just one night, her bones were gone.

  So this weak deer dug out the iron-cutting sword that he had buried deep in the courtyard, and went up to Bandit Mountain alone.

  In one night, more than 300 bandits on that mountain were killed by his sword. This incident spread all over the world, and everyone in the world knew that An Ruolu of Zhufeng Mansion was a tyrannical swordsman who lived in the city.

   But very few people know that the swordsmith who forged two first-grade famous swords in one go over the past thirty years is the same person as him. "

  Ji Yuanzhi and Li Shen are playing chess.

   The two sword pills in Zhong Yubai's hands, one white and one black, were like two Go pieces, colliding with each other in his hands.

  The eyes of the man in black were full of curiosity.

   "The news has already spread that this Lu Jing was able to go to Zhang Wu Dao in such a short period of time, and he is indeed a person who is willing to give up.

  The sharp spear born in the deer pond... even a fairy would covet it, but he easily gave it to Yu Dongshen. "

  Zhong Yubo smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I knew Lu Jingqi's nature a long time ago, and that sharp gun paired with Yu Dongshen didn't count as burying him.

  With the aid of the Lutan Silver Spear, Yu Dongshen ascended to the realm of heaven and man. Not long ago, the sky over the three prefectures of Chong'an was full of wind and thunder.

   On the third day after that, Yu Dongshen climbed onto the city wall to watch the Northern Qin army retreat. It can be seen that Yu Dongshen has passed the first thunder disaster and created a real heaven.

  The atmosphere of young people can often bring about a new atmosphere in this world. "

  Li Shen pushed the "cart" forward and ate Ji Yuanzhi's "horse", his face showed some complacency, his eyes were still fixed on the chessboard and he said: "The Chong'an Palace has always been grateful.

   Not to mention the three hundred warriors riding tigers and that Shi Daiqing.

  Just because An Ruolu came to Beijing to forge a sword for Lu Jing was a huge reward.

   I just don’t know if An Ruolu hasn’t made a sword for a long time, is the skill of making swords still the same as before? "

  Ji Yuanzhi also buried his head in looking at the chessboard, wondering if he saw the smile on Li Shen's face, but he just went over the mountain with a cannon, ate the bishop who was probing, and defeated Li Shen's army.

   Li Shen suddenly couldn't laugh.

   While he was thinking, Ji Yuanzhi looked up at the sky, only to feel that the wind and clouds in the sky were getting heavier.

  "The West Tower is approaching, Lord Shuiyun will personally settle the responsibility of the mortals for taking away the power to call the wind and call the rain.

  Although Lu Jing seems to be enjoying himself now, he is actually still facing a huge crisis.

  If the sword is successful, it may make Lu Jing a little more sure of passing the disaster.

   But just don't know... if this sword will make it in time. "

  Ji Yuanzhi is familiar with hundreds of classics, and he is a famous Confucianist in the world, with extraordinary knowledge.

   As he said this, Zhong Yubai beside him frowned: "It sometimes takes decades to make a good sword.

  It's a pity that Lu Jing and An Ruolu don't have much time left for Lu Jing and An Ruolu. "

  Zhong Yubai just finished speaking.

  The man in black coughed lightly, and said: "It's easy to handle, I got a raging fire from Yanggu.

  I originally wanted to use it to step into the Great Dragon Elephant Realm, but unfortunately the road ahead is boundless, but my path of cultivation seems to have reached the extreme.

  Since it is an extreme state, even if this raging fire is beneficial to me, it is only limited. Rather than wasting such a treasure, why not..."

   Fu Wudao did not finish.

   Li Shen, who was thinking hard about the solution to the situation, suddenly raised his head when he heard Fu Wudao's words.

  He leaned forward and asked carefully: "Could it be that the raging fire that Brother Wudao said he got from Yu Yuan..."

  The eyes of Zhong Yubai and Ji Yuan also changed, and the courtyard became silent.

  The man in black, whom Li Shen called Brother Wudao, stretched out **** and twirled lightly from the void.

   "Purple Fire..." Zhong Yubai sighed in his tone.

  Ji Yuanzhi narrowed his eyes and stared at the man in black in front of him.

   "Brother Wudao, you should think about it clearly, Lu Jing is my minister of Dafu after all, he is my Duke of Dafu.

  Brother Wudao is willing to give up this purple fire to give Lu Jing a sword made of purple fire.

  The sword cast by Zihuo might become a natural moat blocking the way for Brother Wudao. "

  When Ji Yuanzhi said these words, Li Shen was obviously very surprised, and then he became a little scared: "Mr. Ji... can't you say these words casually?"

  Ji Yuanzhi was obviously not afraid, he just shook his head and said: "The sage has great courage, except that the chess game on that day was contrary to my thoughts.

  He is still the king who can swallow the world in my heart.

  Do you think... Fu Wudao and Zhong Yubai entered Taixuanjing together, and the emperor and the court would not know? "

   "Hundreds of flowers are blooming in Taixuanjing, and ideas are proliferating. The Holy Monarch is not ignorant, but he just turned a blind eye.

  Because of this, I dared to let the prince and grand master of Li Xia Kingdom live in my residence.

  Because of this, standing in the position of a good friend, I still want to remind Brother Wudao that Lu Jing is my Duke of Dafu. "

  Ji Yuan's words both inside and out prove that this man in black seems to have a deep hatred with Da Fu.

   Both Li Shen and Zhong Yu Bai were silent.

   Li Shen didn't know what he was thinking.

  Zhong Yubai was close to Lu Jing, so he naturally hoped that Fu Wudao's Yuyuan Zihuo could be used to forge a sword for Lu Jing.

  But he has been in the Northwest Road for more than a year, and he has also developed a deep friendship with Fu Wudao.

  Fu Wudao shares the same interests as him, and they are both ministers of subjugation, so they have exactly the same views on the world.

  Even the West Tower in the sky is about to fall into the world. With the identity of Fu Wudao and the past of assassinating Emperor Chongtian several times, he still dares to come to Taixuanjing and wait for the opportunity to help Lu Jing...

   This kind of pride also made Zhong Yubai admire.

  But what Ji Yuanzhi said is also true. After all, Lu Jing is Dafu's Jing Guogong. Fu Wudao has the ambition of restoring the country in his heart, so he always has more worries.

  So Zhong Yubai was as silent as Li Shen, and did not persuade him.

   On the contrary, Fu Wudao in black just shook his head when he heard Ji Yuanzhi's words.

   "It's not that a young man like Lu Jing can be arrogant, I'm old, but I still admire a young man like Lu Jing.

  He didn't think too much about it, so what if he gave him a purple fire? "

   "Besides... I heard what Lu Jing did in Hezhong Road, I also read his essay on killing the dragon, and I saw the stele of the people he erected.

   After entering Taixuanjing, he happened to hand over the memorial again, daring to reprimand Taichong Longjun angrily for what others did not do.

  A character like this is actually out of place for Tai Xuanjing. "

  Ji Yuanzhi, Li Shen, and Zhong Yu Bai all understood.

  They looked at Fu Wudao's seemingly innocent smile on his face, and they understood that Fu Wudao was making a big gamble.

   "Even if Lu Jing and Taixuanjing are incompatible, but with the lessons learned by Jianjia Shangmin, it may not be easy for him to leave Taixuanjing." Ji Yuanzhi stood up, turned and walked into the east hall.

  When he returned to the kiosk again, there was an extra bone in his hand.

   "The reason why I wrote that sentence to send God Wanqi back to Qingshan is actually because of the gods and ghosts of Baiguidi Mountain."

  Ji Yuanzhi spread out his palm, looking at the white bone in his hand.

  Li Shen and Zhong Yubai didn't know what was in Ji Yuan's hands.

  Fu Wudao frowned suddenly, he took a step forward, and his burly body pressed down on the thin and old Ji Yuanzhi like a mountain.

   "Is this Yan Luo's finger bone?" Fu Wudao asked.

  Ji Yuanzhi's voice was slow: "With Yu Yuan's purple fire and the iron-slashing sword in An Ruolu's hand, the Yan Luo finger bones that I have treasured all my life have a place to go."

  Fu Wudao seemed extremely surprised, he was silent for seven or eight breaths, and then said: "In this way, even if An Ruolu is lacking in skills, or he is unwilling to forge swords.

With the Zihuo, the Yan Luo finger bones, the Taichong Dragon King keel, plus the Dongtu Mountain Essence and Tianlu Fire Seed bestowed by Emperor Chongtian when Lu Jing was promoted to the Duke of the Kingdom, no matter how bad it is, he can cast a sword comparable to that of a butcher. Immortal black gold sword.

  Tu Xian's black gold is after all the sword of Emperor Chongtian, but when this new sword was forged, it blended with Lu Jing's spiritual thoughts, qi and blood, and was tailor-made for him.

  Lu Jing holds a sword, its power is not the same as that of Tuxian Black Gold. "

   "Thinking about it carefully, after the spiritual wave, there has never been a famous sword that has been passed down in the world."

  …

   Lu Jing stood on Jokhang Mountain, the huge statue of Buddha went straight into the clouds, and the Buddha's aura was rippling among the clouds and mist, which made people feel admiration.

  By the stream at the foot of the mountain, Lu Chongshan was still sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha, reciting Buddhist classics.

  Lu Yi stood beside Lu Jing, also looking at Lu Chongshan, her eyes were quite lonely.

   "I don't know when my father is willing to return home. I often visit him these days, but I find that he has become more and more devout, studying classics every day to the point of sleepless nights.

  Third brother, look at his body, he is getting weaker and paler, if he continues like this, I'm afraid..."

  Lu Yi has changed a lot compared to about two years ago.

  There are a few more elegant hairpins on her head, and the original two ponytails have also been turned into girlish buns. Even her cheerful personality has changed, becoming a bit restrained.

   "It's a good thing that you left the Lu Mansion."

  Looking at her father reciting scriptures, Lu Yi was talking to Lu Jing: "That mansion seems to be dead, and there is no popularity on weekdays.

  The old lady is old, her eyesight is not good, and she often cannot hear others talking to her.

  Sometimes when they can't hear, they will lose their temper. Except for Ms. Mallow, the maids next to her don't even dare to get too close to her. "

"Brother Lu Qiong is unwilling to study, and always wants to travel around the world. The old man doesn't care about things, and Mrs. Zhong is angry with him in every possible way, but it doesn't help. In addition, the old man took twelve concubines in just one year and gave birth to a child. Nine children.

   Mrs. Zhong was so angry that she was so angry. A few days ago, I heard Chunhui whispering to the maid in my room. It was said that Mrs. Zhong vomited blood every night, and my uncle didn't even look at her. "

   "Sister Ning Qiang doesn't want to get married, and the old matriarch is angry with her, so there is always chaos in a well-fed house.

  Third Brother Jing, fortunately, you left the mansion early. "

  Lu Yi frowned, she really didn't know why the Lu Mansion became what it is now.

  When she turned her head, she found that Lu Jing was watching her carefully.

   "Brother Jing, what's wrong with you?" Lu Yi asked suspiciously.

   "Come with me." Lu Jing called Lu Yi, went down Jokhang Mountain, and went to the South Hall.

  In front of the South Hall, someone planted some mountain mushrooms, but it's not yet harvest time.

  Chenghui is fertilizing these mountain aunts, and the stench is overwhelming.

  Monk Shenxiu fled far away, commanding Chenghui at the top of his voice.

   Until Lu Jing and Lu Yi came.

  Cheeky and shy Chenghui noticed the stench on her body, and couldn't help but blush.

"Mr. Lu Jing." Monk Shenxiu greeted Lu Jing from a long distance as if he had passed away, and then turned his head and shouted at a thatched cottage, "Brother Bodhisattva, come out quickly, you mentioned it to me before." Mr. Lu Jing is here."

   "Abbot?" Both Lu Jing and Lu Yi were a little surprised.

   But he saw a monk with a short stature and an unremarkable face coming out of that thatched hut.

  When the monk saw Lu Jing, a smile appeared on his face.

   "The abbot and monk of Daleiyin Temple, I have met Jing Guogong."

  The monk clasped his palms together and saluted Lu Jing.

  Maybe seeing the doubt in Lu Jing's eyes, the abbot monk added another sentence: "The monk's dharma title was not his identity when he was abbot?"

   "Is there such a name?"

   What else would Lu Jing say, but Lu Yi on the side was quite surprised: "Then the names of the disciples of Da Leiyin Temple are messed up?

  You are the abbot, and the abbot of Daleiyin Temple is also the abbot. "

"The abbot of Daleiyin Temple is already a Buddha, not abbot." The abbot monk squinted his eyes, glanced at Lu Yi with a smile, and then carefully said: "This female benefactor, you can plant a plant in your house. what tree?"

  Hearing this, Lu Jing raised his eyebrows.

  Lu Yi replied: "There are trees of various colors in the house. I don't know which one the master is talking about?"

  The abbot monk touched the ring scar on his head, and seemed to have noticed something, but he didn't want to say more, he just told Lu Yi: "On weekdays, burn a Buddhist incense candle in the room from time to time, it is good for the benefactor to sleep."

  Lu Yi nodded, but didn't take this sentence seriously.

   "Mr. Lu Jing rarely came to look for me. I don't know why?" Monk Shenxiu was dressed in a white monk robe, with a smile on his delicate face.

  Lu Yi was a little contemptuous.

  This monk is too flattering.

   "I came to find Master Shenxiu to borrow a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I only have a pen on me, and I have used up both ink and paper." Lu Jing said this, but he was a little surprised.

   A farewell in the middle of the river, but only a few months.

  This monk Shenxiu unexpectedly broke another realm.

  But he has come to Jokhang Temple several times, but he has never seen him practice, just like the cultivation level of the monk Shenxiu can enter the temple without practice.

  Monk Shenxiu turned around and went back to the thatched hut, found a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and moved a desk.

  "Mr. Lu Jing, do you want to write?" The abbot monk smiled amiably, and poked his head: "When I was in Daleiyin Temple, I heard from the pilgrims that Lu Jing is the only cursive script in the world.

  This time I made a special trip to Taixuanjing to look for Mr. Lu Jing, but I didn't expect to see Mr. Lu Jing writing? "

   "A special trip to find Mr. Lu Jing?" Monk Shenxiu suddenly became a little annoyed: "Didn't the abbot brother say when you came here that you came to Taixuanjing to find me to catch up on the old days?"

  The abbot and the monk chuckled: "It's actually a special trip to find Mr. Lu Jing and Junior Brother Shenxiu."

  Lu Jing picked up his pen and was about to write.

  Lu Yi asked on his behalf: "Master, what are you doing looking for me, Third Brother Jing?"

   Abbot and monk smiled brighter and brighter: "I came from Daleiyin Temple to forge a sword for Mr. Lu Jing."

  (end of this chapter)