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

  Chapter 356 In the summer of the fourteenth year of Tianding, An Ruolu casts a sword for the young sword armor Lu Jing

  The Great Qin Capital.

  Gongsun Suyi is still wearing a white fox mask, she hesitates in front of the palace.

  The eldest grandson stood side by side with a young man who seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old with his hands behind his back. He stood on a pavilion and looked down at Gongsun Suyi.

  The eldest grandson does not look mighty, his body height is no more than a middle man, and he is even slightly hunchbacked.

  The thin face is covered with age spots.

  When ordinary people see this old man, how would they think that such an ordinary old man is actually the famous grandson of Qin State.

  He is the head of the three generals of the Northern Qin Dynasty. Even if he killed a famous Shentu on the battlefield in the past, he is still far behind this old man.

   "Kong Fanxing died, at the hands of Yuan Jiulang.

   I never thought that even a character like Genkuro would eventually break away from the fetters of not being able to be a master and apprentice. "

  The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy wore a long sword around his waist. Different from the young man's elegant attire, the long sword was golden and shining, and looked extremely precious.

  Grand Gongsun remained motionless with his hands behind his back, just looked down at Gongsun Suyi.

   "Dafu has a profound background, and my Daqin wants to annex Dafu, and it is inevitable to deal with many variables.

  For example... the Duke of Dafujing, Lu Jing. "

  Eldest Gongsun's voice was low: "But that's okay, Yu Dong never got a hereditary replacement when he entered Taixuanjing.

   In this way, there is a gap between Chong'an Sanzhou and Dafu.

  Emperor Chongtian no longer cares about it, he just wants to let Tian Que fall into the world, which is also a good thing for me, Dafu. "

The young man smiled slightly, and also looked at Gongsun Suyi: "It's a pity that this little Gongsun Pingbai led an army over a big barren mountain. She saw the towering Chong'an city wall, Xu Changhe, and Chong'an armor." scholar.

   In the end, she returned without success, which inevitably made her feel dusty. "

   "It doesn't matter. Dafu is not a soldier or a ghost. It is the real orthodox of the Central Plains. After all, Su Yi is young. Meeting those real people in Dafu is also a tempering for him." Da Gongsun replied.

  The boy held the golden sword at his waist, probed and asked: "I have heard of Xu Changhe and Xu Baijia long before the Heavenly Official came to this world.

  What puzzles me is that he is just the guard of Shenguan, but he has illuminated two primordial stars and seven main stars.

   Such a character is naturally called extraordinary.

  But there are many extraordinary people in the world, not to mention my Daqin, just talking about Dafu, there are countless strong people, how can Xu Baijia deserve such a name? "

  Grandpa Sun glanced sideways at the young man, then suddenly shook his head and said: "Although Yuan Xing is heavy, it doesn't completely determine the level of the strong.

  Young master, do you know why Xu Baihe is called Xu Baijia? "

  The young man bowed to the great grandson: "I would like to ask the great general for advice."

  Grand Gongsun replied: "Because Xu Baihe still has a Xiezhi beast under his command.

  The beast turned into a white armor to protect Xu Changhe for decades.

  With this divine beast, Xu Changhe will one day ascend to the Heavenly Man of the Eight Realms, and will always turn the main star into the primordial star.

  With the white armor of this divine beast, Xu Changhe has a complete body, and ordinary divine tower powerhouses can't get close to him, which is equivalent to his Yuanshen martial arts fellow practitioner.

   Such characters are rare even in Dafu. "

  The young man called "Young Master" by the eldest grandson was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately shook his head: "It turns out that it is using the external force of the divine beast."

  Da Gongsun suddenly reached out and patted the railing lightly.

   "There are not many divine beasts in the world, and even fewer can be used by mortals.

  Young Master, if Xu Changhe can subdue Xiezhi, then the power of this beast is not some external force, but his own power itself.

   What's more, Xu Changhe was born in a humble background, but he learned the ability to command troops under the command of King Chong'an. He was sent to guard Shenguan. "

   "Xu Changhe, Zhongshanhou, Wei Xuanjun, champion general...

   These characters, you have to pay more attention, you will definitely confront them in the future. "

  Grandpa Sun Yu was earnest, he paused at this point, and continued: "There is also the new Duke Jing of Dafu.

  Yu Dongshen was able to return to Chong'an Sanzhou this time because of the change in Lu Jing. "

  The young master heard the words, nodded and said: "Wuji knows.

  Although Marquis Zhongshan and Champion General are only my juniors, they have all proved themselves powerful.

  As for Lu Jing...he has the demeanor of the sword armor Shang Min, and he has inherited Ji Chen'an's sword against the world. He really has an unrivaled demeanor.

  However...he is too young, maybe before he grows up, my Great Qin will already devour the world. If he can be my minister of the Great Qin, the long spear that stabs Tianque will be sharper. "

  Grand Gongsun shook his head: "Lu Jing is also like that Zhongshanhou, growing up too fast.

  The Marquis of Zhongshan went to the Western Regions once, and gained something again. The kings of the Hundred Mountains of the Western Regions surrendered to him, and offered him the blood of the Hundred Mountains.

  Jing Wushuang was originally a young martial arts unparalleled in the world. He got the legendary blood of a hundred mountains, and he might have stepped into the realm of a dragon elephant.

  If Lu Jing grows up so fast, it will be a great danger to me, Daqin. "

  Elder Gongsun said such words, which surprised this extraordinary young man.

  He lowered his head in thought for a while, then raised his head again, and said with a smile: "Decades ago, the king of Chong'an would have received a sword from me, but now he is lying half dead in the three states of Chong'an, and he will never again be the leader of martial arts.

  Great generals, whether they are Marquis of Zhongshan or Duke Jing, they will all perish by my sword in the end.

   The dispute between the two countries is that some people use the big to bully the small, and a certain one admits it. "

  This son looks young, but his words revealed that he was already a monk who could strike the king of Chong'an as early as when the heavenly official came into the world.

  The eldest grandson frowned when he heard the young master's words.

   "The battle of King Chong'an was my Great Qin's fault. It almost brought down one of the most powerful people in my world, helping the sky to torture me.

  Young Master, don't mention this matter again. "

  When the young son saw the eldest grandson frowning, his expression changed a little.

  He took a step back, and respectfully saluted the eldest grandson: "Don't worry about it."

  At this time, Gongsun Suyi, who was standing in front of the palace, finally took a deep breath, helped the white fox mask on his face, and walked into the palace with his head held high.

  The great grandson finally showed a smile on his face, and said to the young master beside him: "It's a good thing that you have the ambition to kill Zhongshanhou and Jing Guogong with swords. If you have an enterprising heart, you can keep it. Just don't be arrogant."

  The young man was slightly taken aback, and there was surprise in his eyes, so he nodded.

   But the moment he bowed, the Great Qin Wuji suddenly froze.

  The Great Gongsun looked at Young Master Wuji.

Mr. Wuji straightened up, looked down at the golden sword on his waist, and slowly said: "My former saber is being devoured by sword spirits and melted into the furnace fire. They want to use my saber as a material. Forge another sword."

  Grandpa Sun frowned slightly: "Which one is the Thirty-Six Commandery?"

  Master Wuji nodded silently, but his right hand landed on the hilt of the golden sword.

   "Thirty-six counties were lost by me in Dafu, and that famous sword has been silent for too long.

  Now the Thirty-six Counties are no longer worthy of me, it's just...my master's sword, how can others have the virtue and ability to swallow the sword spirit and use the Thirty-six Counties to refine the sword? "

  But he saw Mr. Wuji stretch out two fingers, turned them into sword fingers, and swiped towards the void.

  …

  On Jiaoshen Mountain, under that ice peak.

  An Ruolu's eyes showed worry, and he looked at Lu Jing standing in front of Mr. Si's words.

  At this moment, Lu Jing is holding the thirty-six counties in his hand.

  The famous sword Thirty-six Counties was originally the saber of Prince Wuji of the Northern Qin Dynasty. The heavenly official came to the world to fight, and Prince Wuji entered Dafu to kill King Chong'an.

   During this battle, King Chong'an's qi and blood were exhausted, and Mr. Wuji was also seriously injured like many strong men. He left behind the sixteenth-ranked sword in the world and fled back to Beiqin.

  After many years, the thirty-six counties were given to Lu Jing by Yu Dongshen.

  Lu Jing sat cross-legged, and Tuxian Heijin was also silent on his waist.

   While his right hand was tightly holding the hilt of the Thirty-six Counties Sword, the long sword was trembling wildly.

   "Mr. Lu Jing said just now that if you want to put a sword into a furnace, is this the way to do it?

  He wants to forcibly suppress the sword spirits in the thirty-six counties? How is this possible? "

  An Ruolu was a little dumbfounded: "If the spirits of the first-rank famous soldiers are so easy to suppress and so easy to refine, then there will not be so many first-rank famous soldiers left in the world."

  Beside An Ruolu, the mysterious Sun Boyuan remained silent, watching Lu Jing carefully.

   After a full cup of tea, Sun Boyuan suddenly moved his eyes slightly.

   "Look, Jing Guogong's Taibai sword light is suppressing the wisdom of this long sword and sword spirit."

  An Ruolu looked carefully, but saw that it was indeed the case. What surprised him even more was that Tu Xian Hei Jin had already been pulled out of the scabbard by Lu Jing.

  At this moment, Lu Jing was holding the hilt of Tu Xian's black gold sword, and slashed towards the thirty-six counties with one sword after another.

   clang!

   clang!

  The ear-piercing sound made An weak deer amazed.

   "The sword spirit in Tu Xian's black gold is helping Mr. Lu Jing." An Ruolu whispered.

The corner of Sun Boyuan's mouth revealed a slight smile: "If there were lords of the thirty-six counties, if Lu Jing had never realized the sharp Taibai sword light, and if Tuxian Heijin had never fully surrendered to Lu Jing, I'm afraid this matter would not have been like this. easily."

   Just as Sun Boyuan was speaking.

  An Ruolu seemed to have sensed something with the Zhantie sword on his waist.

  Zhan Tie whispered softly, and the trembling of the thirty-six counties in Lu Jing's hand became more and more violent.

   At the same time, a golden sword light suddenly burst out from nothing on the sword body.

   This sword is too fast.

  The sword qi howled, and the pieces of golden yellow shrouded the ice cold, and the ice peaks were actually illuminated like gold.

  Amidst the blazing sword light, a young man standing upright is vaguely revealed.

  The young man was reflected in the thirty-six counties, staring at Lu Jing, even smiling at the corner of his mouth, and spoke silently...

   "Junior, do you want to refine my saber?"

   "Have you ever asked me?"

  The golden sword energy came in the blink of an eye, and burst in the sword light.

  Lu Jing is too close to the thirty-sixth county.

   An Ruolu and Sun Boyuan were a little farther away, and before they could use their supernatural powers, the sword would be wiped towards Lu Jing's neck if it had the power to break through the sky.

  But the whisper of the youth's divine sense reflected by the sword light fell into Lu Jing's mind.

   "Since the young master has left this sword in Dafu, I'm afraid it will be difficult to return to the young master's hands in this lifetime.

   And how is it the son's sword? "

  Lu Jing was not in a hurry.

  Tu Xian's black gold raised sword energy from Bishan Mountain, and there were 108 sword peaks standing in a square inch.

  After the one hundred and eight sword peaks, another Dongjun sun lit up.

  Jianfeng also merged into one at this moment, and all kinds of kendo enlightenment merged into Dari Jianfeng, piercing the golden sword energy.

   This sword was actually seen through by Lu Jing.

  Fearless Sword Soul and Juvenile Sword Armor Fate run instantly.

   A lot of vitality was injected into it.

   "It's tens of thousands of miles away, but you still want to determine the ownership of these thirty-six counties. You're underestimating me, Lu Jing."

  The surging sword light boiled, and the Qi machine enveloped the thirty-six counties.

  The golden sword energy...disintegrated in the blink of an eye in the astonishment of An Ruolu and Sun Boyuan.

  The golden sword spirit in the thirty-six counties was also suppressed by this sword energy, and the golden yellow color in the sword spirit also dissipated and turned into pure white.

  An Ruolu was fascinated.

  By Sun Boyuan, he patted An Ruolu on the shoulder.

  An Ruolu realized in an instant, looking at the thirty-six counties in Lu Jing's hands, he trembled with excitement.

  This is also an eternal opportunity for this swordsmith.

   But he saw him pull out the iron sword at his waist, and amidst the decay, there was an extra fire in front of the ice peak.

  The cyan fire flickered, and An Ruolu was filled with excitement.

  "Mr. Lu Jing is worthy of the name of the young sword armor. He cut the sword energy of Mr. Wuji because he can easily see through the mystery of the sword energy, and then disintegrate the sharpness of the sword energy.

  If a character like this goes forward, even with Shang Min Zhuyu in front, he can become the second best swordsman in the world.

  I forged a sword for him, and he held the sword I forged in his hand. The history of sword-making for thousands of years has its own name! "

  The Confucian long robe on An Ruolu's body was bulging, and this frail scholar reached into the void with his left hand, but pulled out a sledgehammer from the void.

  This giant hammer is eight feet tall, and it looks extremely heavy.

   "Zhenwu incense ashes, Daleiyin Temple relics, Dongtu mountain essence, Tianlu tinder, 1,400 real dragon balls, and a... celestial dragon bone!

   There are also two first-grade swords. "

  An Ruolu trembled all over, but the left and right hands holding the giant hammer and the iron sword were as steady as Mount Tai.

  He looked at Lu Jing.

   Lu Jing seemed to sense something, and casually threw out the thirty-six counties in his hand.

  Another fist-sized Dongtu Mountain Spirit flew out.

   It is such a piece of Dongtu Mountain Essence that weighs 800 catties!

  Behind the Dongtu Shanjing, a black flame flew and fell into the furnace fire where An weak deer was alive.

  An Ruolu's chest was bulging, and he took a deep breath, like a dragon sucking in clouds and mists, swallowing the whole world!

  All the clouds and mist within a radius of ten miles around were sucked into the chest cavity by An weak deer.

   "Like a dragon absorbing water, like a whale swallowing the world, I... forge a sword!"

   An Ruolu immediately exhaled.

  In that furnace, a fire was kindled.

  A wisp of smoke rushed straight into the sky, extremely dazzling.

  Sun Boyuan saw this magnificent scene, his eyes lit up, he took out a pen and paper, and recorded the scene here.

  "In the summer of the fourteenth year of Tianding, An Ruolu cast a sword for Lu Jing.

  Like a dragon like a whale, the ice peak shines like a raging fire, and wind and smoke rise from thousands of miles away! "

  The weather of casting swords is like a tornado, sweeping across Jiaoshen Mountain.

  In Taixuanjing, countless people looked up at each other.

  In the East Palace, Prince Yu Zhuoxian suddenly stood up and laughed loudly: "Lu Jing casts a sword to kill immortals!

   This is a great event in my world, I should help! "

  He turned around and walked into the east hall, and brought back a precious orb. The lightning flashed in the orb, very dazzling!

  The Crown Princess also saw this scene, and felt a little pity in her heart when she saw the precious materials used for casting swords on Jiaoshen Mountain.

   "It's a pity that Pingping Township has already offended Lu Jing during the Hezhong Road. Otherwise, if Lu Jing survives, he may still become the East King of Pingping Township."

  (end of this chapter)