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

  Chapter 391 And sent off Mr. Canglong

  Li Guanlong from Shaozhu Kingdom came on horseback. The majestic white horse stood below the east city. His face was covered with a helmet and only his eyes were exposed.

  He is holding a long spear, which is as long as eight feet long. At this moment, Li Guanlong is holding it in his hand, but the sharp cold light is aimed at Lu Jing on the wall of the east city.

  Up to now, Li Guanlong has no pleasure in his eyes, only indifference and tranquility, not knowing what is going on in his heart.

   And behind Chu Guogong, many ministers and generals were all staring at Lu Jing.

   Except Chen Tansheng who went to the library with great interest, most of the people who came to chase and kill Lu Jing at this time already knew the heinous crime Lu Jing had committed.

  He killed a prince, and then killed the head of the Chen family of the Eight Great Families in Hedong.

  The seventh prince, Yuxuanlou, was born with double pupils. Although Chen Tansheng, the patriarch of the Chen family, is not worthy of virtue, the Chen family has a Hou Shenggong and a true Confucian sub-sage.

  In addition to these crimes, there is also the edict of the emperor, Jing Guogong is guilty of treason.

  The Duke of the state conspired against him, and killing him would be a great achievement!

  Because of all these reasons, patches of mist rose around the city wall of the East City. From a distance, it seemed that the sunset was reflected in the sky, covering the number one city in the world.

  Lu Jing stood alone in the sunset, but his whereabouts were hidden by the clouds.

  The mighty blood of the 80,000 Dafu Dragon Dance Army turned into a big net, as if it wanted to cover all corners of the world, and to lock up this young sword armor who had already made a name for himself in the world.

  The remaining 80,000 dragon dancers are coming from all directions.

  The dragon dance army's net has already caught Lu Jing's location, so there is no need to block the other three city gates.

  Looking over his eyes, Lu Jing saw a place in the distance that was hazy with wind and rain. Two hundred and forty warriors riding tigers killed hundreds of pairs of swordsmen.

  Shi Daiqing hid in the wind and rain and left the west city.

  The wind and rain come out of Xicheng, and the roar of the tiger cannot be heard.

  After receiving the order, Shi Daiqing never looked back.

  He is Lu Jing's private army, and he only obeys Lu Jing alone. If Lu Jing asks him to give birth, he will live; if Lu Jing asks him to die, he will die.

   When Lu Jing asked him to leave the city, he never hesitated.

  The reason why the three prefectures of Chong'an were able to stand at the border under the knees of the Northern Qin warrior was because of such a good man.

   Lu Jing watched the tiger-riding army leave, and vaguely saw Nanguo's mansion in Xicheng. He saw Nan Xuehu was about to leave the mansion, but was stopped by Nan Tinggui.

  Seeing Nan Heyu fighting with sword qi again, but unable to get rid of the blood of the old country, who seems to be old but still lives up to the name of Dafu Juyue.

   Lu Jing became more and more relieved.

  On his shoulder, the famous sword that really killed a west building shone with a cold brilliance.

  In that glow, Lu Jing's originally cold sword aura became more aggressive and majestic now.

   "In the Realm of Illuminating Stars, I have realized the great supernatural powers... The prince patrolled the sword spirit, and Jingguo Gongguo lived up to his reputation."

   The two confront each other, but only four or five breaths.

  Shen Buyi was about to step forward, but a voice suddenly came from behind many powerful men.

   Chu Guogong seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head to look.

  The same is true of many courtiers, and some even bowed to salute.

   "Da Situ..." Someone said respectfully.

  Lu Jing finally looked away and looked at the mist curling up in the sky.

   But there was an old man wearing a long dress full of flowers and flowers, with snow-white hair, but his face was tender like a child, especially the two cheeks were flushed, which made him look a bit naive.

   Da Fu Da Situ!

   Dafu is a first-rank official, but Lu Jing has been in Taixuanjing for more than two years, but he seldom hears his name.

  Even the Great Situ has gone to court a handful of times in the past two years or so.

   Even if he occasionally attends court meetings, he is not in the same rank as Chief Assistant Lord Jiang Baishi, but just hides in the crowd and never speaks.

  Da Situ was an important minister in charge of tax affairs in all dynasties before Dafu.

  After the founding of Dafu, the two positions of Da Sikong and Da Sima are no longer used.

   Only the official title of Da Situ remained, but he was no longer in charge of taxation, but became a title instead.

   Today, this naive old man was formerly known as Da Situ, even Lu Jing, who had read hundreds of classics, never knew about it, as if Da Situ had become the only title for this person.

  Lu Jing also met him face to face.

  The old man of unknown age often just nodded and smiled at him, never saying a word.

  So many officials transferred to Kyoto from outside the capital, some of them didn’t even know that there was such a number one figure as Da Situ in Dafu.

   "It's just that this is Taixuanjing after all, it's the center of Dafu, and it's also an important place for the royal family.

  Lu Jing, a prince patrolling sword spirit makes you kill the seventh prince, not to mention his double pupils, which are rare in the world, his status alone is also invaluable. "

  Da Situ's expression was serious, but because of his face, he didn't show much anger at all, but kindly.

   Lu Jing stared at the old man who had slowly stepped forward and stood in front of many powerful men.

   In the middle of the probe, the Sha Xilou hanging in the air fell into Lu Jing's hands.

   "The famous ministers and generals here are all going to kill me. Outside the east city, 160,000 dragon dancers are gathering.

  Maybe the 160,000 dragon dancers shouted loudly, and they could break my Zhao Xing Yuanshen.

  Da Situ came here at this time, but told me these nonsense...Is it to make Da Fu less dead? "

   Lu Jing raised his sword and spoke softly.

   "Bold!" General Youdang Zhonglang's energy and blood surged like fire bursts, a kind of martial arts spirit broke through the clouds and rushed into the sky.

  He stepped forward and said, "Lu Jing, you have committed a terrible crime, and you dare to speak nonsense?"

   Immediately.

  The cloud of qi and blood in the sky became redder, like a cloud of burning fire.

  But after he yelled loudly, the scene became extremely silent.

  Shen Buyi had runes circulating on his body, but he suddenly smiled.

  "Thinking about it carefully, there is wind and rain as a reliance, the prince's patrolling sword spirit, Taiwei Yuan's supernatural power, and Taibai's sword light in the human world.

  The characters here want Lu Jing to die, and Lu Jing will die.

   But this east city must also be littered with corpses. "

   "Dafu is a strong man, but Dafu is too big. A heavenly being who has no scruples can destroy the lives of hundreds of people here."

   Shen Buyi's hoarse voice passed by with the wind: "It's a pity that the Dafu Dragon Dance Army cannot enter Taixuanjing."

   Even Chu Guogong, who had the ambition to kill Lu Jing, fell silent.

  If it is in the wilderness, even if there are two more heavenly beings, the 160,000 dragon dancers can surround and kill them.

  Although celestial beings and human immortals are strong, when sharp warriors gather, their qi and blood are twisted together, even stronger than Lei Jie.

  But this is Taixuanjing, and Lu Jing is on the east city.

  If he insists on killing the fish and breaking the net, Dafu will indeed suffer heavy losses at the moment when all the real strong men in Dafu are in the Taixuan Palace.

  Da Situ was a little helpless in his words, he muttered in his heart: "This junior is becoming more and more insane, but he has the right to be insane.

  If the spiritual tide doesn't come, I can't stop him. "

  But he said in his mouth: "Why do young people have to die? Even if you can kill a hundred people here, you will eventually be forced out of the East City, and you will eventually fall into the formation of the Dragon Dance Army, and you will eventually be buried in the mud outside the city."

   "That is, if you can escape from Taixuanjing, have you ever thought about where you can go without this Taixuanjing?"

   "Go south to Qi State... You killed the prince of Qi State, Gu Chenxiao. No matter how strong your cultivation is, you can't catch up with King Qi Yuan, who already has a lot of inner world, let alone King Qi Yuan even has a black-faced army.

  Single person with only a sword, can you break 200,000 armor? "

  Lu Jing seemed to want to hear what the mysterious Da Situ was going to say, but he still held the sword in his hand and stood where he was.

  "West to the thirty-six countries of the Western Regions, the eldest princess in Loulan City holds the army, Duke Da Fucheng is the only one who has not fallen in the battle of Lingchao, and there are also strong men in the thirty-six countries of the Western Regions...

  In addition to these characters, Dafu Zhongshan Hou Jing Wushuang led 300,000 cavalry to defeat the rebels in the Western Regions. Zhongshan Hou got the opportunity of Baishan and became the youngest dragon elephant in the world. You are not enough to compete with him. "

   "Leaving this human world, you go to the Mountain of Hundred Ghosts, because of the Valley of the Dead, the Lord of the Hall of Yama will naturally kill you.

  You go to the demon country on the sea. Mr. Shulou Liu once captured the princess of the demon country and disappeared.

  Your name, Mr. Shulou, must have already spread to the Sea Demon Kingdom. "

   "Lu Jing, do you still have to go to school that day?"

  Lu Jing listened quietly to what Da Situ said, his eyes suddenly changed, and he was about to speak.

  Da Situ shook his head and said: "Every plant, every tree, every human and every animal in Northern Qin is the slave of the Candle King.

  Lu Jing, are you willing to be a slave? Are you willing to enslave the people of the Northern Qin Dynasty with the people of different ways? "

  Lu Jing didn't answer Da Situ, and finally said: "Chongan Sanzhou in front of Dahuang Mountain, may I go?"

  Da Situ nodded: "Of course I can go."

   "It's just that... the hero of the world who was in the sky with the halberd is about to die, and practitioners all over the world know that there will be great turmoil and catastrophe in the three prefectures of Chong'an.

  If you go to Chong'an Sanzhou, the turmoil and disaster will be even greater.

  With your personality, you will not go to Chong'an Sanzhou. "

   Lu Jing waved his hand in annoyance.

   "Da Situ, even if you think about it, you don't want to speak in such a high-sounding way, so just say that's why you came."

   Lu Jing, who has always been well mannered, is so impatient, which makes Da Situ a little ashamed.

  But he still didn't change his face, and said: "It's better to be alive than dead.

  There must be difficulties in the world and in the world, whether it is the sage, the chief assistant, the sword armor Shangmin, the chess master...even the Northern Qin Candle King all have the ambition to save the world, but it is just a dispute of ideas.

  Mr. Guanqi is dead, and the blue light in Taixuan Palace is getting dimmer.

  The Holy Monarch needs you to kill the immortals, and you should have vented some anger after killing the Seventh Prince. Why don't you bind yourself to the palace, ask the Holy Monarch for your sins, and then enter the chessboard to kill the dragon! "

   Lu Jing's expression changed.

   Shen Buyi's face under the armor suddenly wrinkled, Chu Guogong looked gloomy.

  Many people looked at each other in blank dismay, some even nodded.

   "Mr. Lu Jing is the real Dafu Tianjiao, the death of a Mr. Lu Jing is the loss of Dafu and the loss of the world.

  Situ can intercede for you, why don't Mr. Lu Jing hold his hand and seek a way out? "

   A civil servant shouted.

  Actually, just as Da Situ said, the azure blue light in Taixuan Palace became increasingly dimmer, as if it was a star about to fall.

  The blue glow represents the remnants left by Mr. Guanqi.

  Among the three stars in the sky... starlight falls, and an ethereal city hangs high in the starlight.

  On the ethereal city, someone's eyes filled with tears.

   "The landlord...return to heaven!"

   Starlight mixed with the sound of wind, seems to be howling.

  Mr. Guanqi's wisp of soul did not respond.

  Lu Jing pursed his lips, and when he raised his eyes, he vaguely saw the blue figure of Mr. Chess Dissipating.

  He saw Madman Chu holding a green jade stick, his towering body trembling slightly.

   "You once smashed the Yellow Crane Tower for me. I can't save you, but I can smash the Taixian Hall for you and see you off."

   "You once fell to Yingwu Island in secret, and you have already repaid the friendship of the Yellow Crane Tower. Today, you are blocking the way for my disciple. I owe you a debt."

  Mr. Guanqi, who had been in a trance, suddenly became a little conscious at this time. He sat cross-legged and clasped his fists at the madman Chu.

  The madman of Chu shook his head: "Because I first met in the Yellow Crane Tower. You have a three-foot zither, I have a few buckets of wine, and I am many years older than you, but you taught me that life must be full of joy, and don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon.

  At that time, I had never seen a character like you, and I only felt that you were worthy of being the most romantic in the world. "

   "After more than ten years, I was afraid that you would go back to heaven and be the king of Qingdu in that Yuxianlou, so I simply thought about going to the sky and smashing that Yuxianlou.

  If it wasn't for the changes in Yingwu Island, if you hadn't entered the library and lived up to the reputation of being romantic, I still feel that there is no such person as you in the world. "

   "But I never thought that you never went back to heaven, but because of Yu Yuanyanggu's death, I can't kill Emperor Chongtian and I can't save this world.

  You can only crush a Taixian Hall like you did back then. "

  In the Taixuan Palace, in the dark shadows.

  Some people hold great supernatural powers, while others hold mysterious palaces.

  The great Fudi official sits in the pavilion, like a star hanging high.

   There are two more blue dragons roaring, one is like a god, and the other is like a ghost!

  The shadows of swords all over the sky are like waterfalls.

  There is a long river of vitality behind the madman of Chu, rushing to the sea and never returning.

  He held a green jade stick in one hand, and held it empty in the other, with an extra cup in his hand.

  He scooped a cup towards the void, and the cup was full of fine wine.

   "After you die, I can only raise my glass to invite the bright moon!"

   Invite the bright moon!

  Among the hazy clouds, a bright moon suddenly hangs high.

  The bright moon and stars shone on the Taixian Hall.

  Mr. Guanqi first saluted Chu Kuangren, then looked in Lu Jing's direction and slowly waved at Lu Jing.

   It seems to be saying to Lu Jing: "Don't send me off, let's go."

   Starlight straight down...

  The Taixian Hall, which had stood for four Jiazi, was suddenly filled with smoke and dust, and collapsed with a bang.

  In the Taixian Hall, Emperor Chongtian, who has always been sitting on a high seat, is still sitting upright, with no smoke and dust staining his body.

  He looked around and saw a ruin.

  Emperor Chongtian didn't seem to be bothered. Instead, he stood up, made a fist and saluted Mr. Chess!

  The sword light that filled the sky turned into two sword shadows.

  Shenju, Bailu suddenly suspended in the air, and the blade of the sword hummed softly, as if to send off Mr. Guanqi.

   And the starlight in the sky became more intense that day.

   "Brother, come back to heaven!"

   There was a cry in the starlight, with a crying voice.

  Mr. Guanqi’s eyes became clearer, he flicked his fingers lightly, and a ghost-like blue dragon fell, and said softly: "Wei Zhi, I am no longer me. If there is another life, I will be your junior."

   "It's just... I will still go back to this human world."

  The Great Qin, the Western Regions, the Qi Kingdom, the Sea Demon Kingdom, the Hundred Ghosts Mountain, the three prefectures of Chong’an, and even those small countries that were still alive were all shaken.

  Daleiyin Temple, Zhenwu Mountain, Landuo Temple, Jokhang Temple, Pingping Township, Daozong, Dongwangguan, Taihao Que, Zhujian Pavilion, Yaowang Valley, all of which are full of spiritual thoughts.

  Big Candle King and Grand Duke Sun Ju all drew their swords and remained silent.

  The Great Buddha on Earth in Daleiyin Temple, the Lord of Zhenwu Mountain, and the Taoists in Taoshan all sighed.

  In Taihao Que, Chen Xuanwu was a little worried.

   "The most romantic Bai Guanqi in the world is brother Lu's husband..."

  …

  The blue glow dissipated, and a black dragon flew out of Taixuan Palace.

  Da Situ was a little ashamed.

   "I have lived for hundreds of years to deceive those who have meritorious service in the world, but the more I live, the more I go back."

   Lu Jing wept, but his voice came to Da Situ's ears at this moment.

   "Why should Situ blame himself? You are waiting for Mr. Qi Guan to dissipate, and I am waiting for this blue dragon to fly out of Taixian Palace."

   "And send off Mr. by the order of Canglong."

  (end of this chapter)