The three of them walked together, and finally Mr. Changsheng returned to the library. Wei Jingzhe wanted to go to Dongcheng to observe his worldly atmosphere.

So Lu Jing walked alone on the street and walked a few more steps until he came to the bank of Zhutai River. He wanted to follow the Zhutai River, walk through Yanyu Street, and return to Kongshan Alley.

The cold water shadow reflects the thin night. When the night is shrouded, the thick fog above the head obscures the moon in the sky. The moon seems to pass through the gaps in the clouds and mist, overlooking the land scene, or perhaps sending Lu Jing back all the way.

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Lu Jing was walking alone, and the two treasures that could control the wind and rain were still hanging on his waist.

Since it is a weapon in the hand, it is natural that it must be nourished and sharpened by the spirit of the soul, the energy and blood of the whole body, and the spirit of martial arts at all times.

Because of this, swordsmen and swordsmen in the world, even if they have a Qiankun bag, will always carry a sword at their waist, and knights with spears that shine like stars will always carry a spear on their back.

Lu Jing's spiritual thoughts separated from his Yuan Shen, and fell into the Rain-Calling Sword to perceive many mysteries. The originally indifferent spiritual thoughts and vitality flowed into the Rain-Calling Sword, becoming more sharp-edged and thicker.

The right hand is pressed on the handle of the Wind-Calling Knife, and the Spring Thunder Qi and blood are rolling around the body, like a long river flowing between the body and the Wind-Calling Knife.

If other martial arts monks saw Lu Jing at this moment, they would see a furnace burning with energy and blood, illuminating the world.

Ordinary monsters and ghosts are not allowed to get close to you.

The spirit of martial arts... For most martial arts monks, the essence can only be obtained by integrating the innate martial arts, innate energy, blood and one's own beliefs.

But now Lu Jing, who has only cultivated in the snow mountain, has already acquired the spirit of Spring Thunder... This is one of the reasons why Lu Jing can cultivate in the snow mountain and be recognized by the Wind-calling Sword.

"Nine Gods Jigen..."

Lu Jing walked slowly. His white clothes were not dazzling in the surrounding fireworks, but he had an aura of being out of the world.

When the cold wind blew by, the whining sound came from the wind-calling knife. The energy and blood bursting out from the snow-capped mountains of Lu Jing's body became thicker and thicker.

The law-enforcing thunder lingers under Lu Jing's soul, and it also flows in Lu Jing's blood.

When the spirit of Spring Thunder and the Law-enforcement Thunder merged into Lu Jing's Qi and blood, and relied on the fate of the divine martial genius, I don't know how many martial arts monks were stumped at Dayang Pass... When Lu Jing was strolling by the Zhutai River, he suddenly

Collapse.

There are nine levels of martial arts, each level is difficult and the other is difficult!

The sun rises behind the snow-capped mountains, marking the transition from the fourth level of martial arts to the fifth level!

The raging energy and blood spurted out from the Lu Jing Snow Mountain, flowing billowingly and blending into every inch of his flesh and bones.

And when Lu Jing's flesh, bones, and fascia all glowed with red light, his internal organs were also shrouded in tyrannical energy and blood.

The qi and blood flowing out of the snow-capped mountains seemed to have reached an extreme level. The thick fog of qi and blood rose up, condensed in the sky, and finally turned into a ball...

The scorching sun!

The scorching sun rises and shines high on the snow-capped mountains!

The qi and blood in the snowy mountains gradually boil, turn into mist, and merge into the qi and blood yang.

The qi and blood were shining brightly, and the spring thunder spirit in Lu Jing's qi and blood became extremely fierce. The continuously flowing qi and blood turned into the light of the sun and shone in Lu Jing's body.

Lu Jing's expression remained unchanged, and his body did not seem to have changed, but the rays of the sun had shone deep into his bones, shining on his bone marrow and internal organs.

Suddenly, Lu Jing's bone marrow also glowed with red light, and his internal organs became harder and harder!

"Martial Arts Dayang..."

Lu Jing still walked silently under the night. The billowing energy and blood and the body that suddenly became stronger felt strange to him for an instant.

"Click."

Lu Jing took another step forward, only to see that the huge bluestone bricks under his feet had cracked. Under a wisp of blood, the ground was covered with dense cracks for a foot away...

But in just a moment, when Lu Jing took another step, the energy, blood, and strength all over his body had been completely mastered by him.

He once again strolled by the Zhutai River calmly... "Such a splendid destiny as a divine martial genius has indeed made my martial arts talent more prosperous."

Lu Jing thought in his mind that in addition to the destiny of the divine martial genius, the nine gods holding the mysterious method, the spring thunder spirit, and the law-enforcing thunder also played a great role in breaking the barrier of the great sun in the martial arts.

"It's been a long journey, and finally we've taken another step forward."

He let out a long breath.

Martial Arts Dayang, Qi and blood penetrate deeply into the bone marrow, the internal organs are strong and hard, the skin, flesh, fascia and bones can also be called transformation. The power in the body can make every move like a ten thousand catty hammer, and you can even forge a sword with your bare hands!

For Lu Jing, the cultivation of qi and blood to break through the martial arts from the snow-capped mountains means that... the brilliance of the green life style of Gentleman's Wrath is even more powerful.

Under the fate of a gentleman, within five steps of the enemy, one's own energy and blood will be greatly improved, the strength of the physical body will be greatly improved, and the power of martial arts will be greatly improved. Although this fate also has limitations, the stronger one's own martial arts cultivation will be.

, the bonus amplitude is correspondingly weakened.

But for Lu Jing, who is currently in the martial arts world, this destiny is still extremely tyrannical.

The night was fading, and Lu Jing returned to Yanglu Street and Kongshan Lane in the fading night.

There seemed to be unique fireworks in the small courtyard. Before Guan Changsheng and Lu Jing parted, he invited Lu Jing to go back to Hanmo Academy to drink green plum wine together.

But Lu Jing was thinking about Qing Yue in his heart and wanted to go back early. If not for the surge of Qi and blood in his body, the snow mountain would burst out and turn into a great sun.

Lu Jing would not go to the banks of the Zhutai River for a walk.

Just as Lu Jing thought, Qing Yue was still waiting for him even if the night was dark.

In the kitchen, a steaming aroma came to his nostrils. As soon as Lu Jing entered the small courtyard, Qing Yue poked her head out. She smiled at Lu Jing with her eyebrows bent as usual.

His eyebrows are as leisurely as the distant mountains, and his smile is as refreshing as spring breeze.

Qingming... is still as gentle as ever.

"Master, please wait a moment, I'll make a meal for you."

In the main house.

Lu Jing was eating noodles, and the steaming clear soup noodles as before emitted steam, floated up to the porcelain bowl two or three feet, and finally disappeared in the cold air of the winter night.

But the aroma of this bowl of noodles was taken into Lu Jing's mouth and swallowed.

Qing Yue sat next to Lu Jing and looked at Lu Jing. Her eyes were clean, like the whisper of the breeze, she was whispering something to Lu Jing.

In addition to the usual clear soup noodles...

"Today I was passing by Liuye Street and heard an old man shouting, so I brought back a pound of bamboo leaf green."

Qing Yue said: "Although it is just the old man's home-brewed wine and cannot be compared with real famous wine, I brought back some chrysanthemums from Mr. Eleven today.

Chrysanthemums boiled with bamboo leaves add an extra layer of flavor. Master, please give it a try."

Qingyue still had expectations in her eyes as she handed Lu Jing a steaming drink.

Lu Jing finished a bowl of noodles in several mouthfuls, then took a sip of wine.

In the winter in Taixuanjing, there are no chrysanthemums except in the library.

Even this green bamboo leaf should be old wine, but when the wine flowed into Lu Jing's throat, the aroma of green bamboo leaves and the fresh air of chrysanthemum merged into a special and rich taste, sweet and refreshing.

Lu Jing's eyes brightened slightly, and Qing Ming poured him another glass.

The two of them were talking in this night, just like many nights before.

After Qing Yue learned herbal medicine from Mr. Eleven, many changes took place in this small courtyard.

For example, there is a pot of Begonia flowers in the main house of Lu Jing.

Begonias should bloom in August or September. Now, in a few days, it will be the end of the new year, but this pot of begonia flowers is already blooming vigorously.

The winter night, the thick fog, the blooming crabapples, the aroma of chrysanthemums cooking wine, the empty porcelain bowl... plus the landscape of drinking wine, all make people intoxicated with the crabapples.

Tonight, Qing Yue saw Lu Jing returning safely, with his white clothes free of dust and wrinkles. This jade-like boy was sitting next to her, which made her feel even more happy.

Then the smile on her face became even bigger, and she secretly made a decision in her heart...

"Follow Eleven carefully

Sir, learn knowledge."

She thought in her mind, "If it weren't for the medicinal classic written by Mr. Shiyi, how would I know that chrysanthemums can be cooked with bamboo leaves and green leaves.

If you learn more, you can cook more wine for the young master in the future."

Some people's wishes are so simple and simple, as if the meaning of their choice of path forward ultimately points to the person in their heart...

In addition to the method of grass and trees, Mr. Eleven seemed to have also taught her the breathing method that was more suitable for her.

Qingyue's room is also filled with flowers and plants. The fragrance is not strong, but there seems to be a more unique power lingering in it, which makes Qingyue breathe in and get twice the result with half the effort.

Qingyue is practicing.

Lu Jing was also resting. He sat on the bed and visualized the Great Sage Yantian, King of the Ming Dynasty.

The Dharma of the Great Sage Yantian, King of the Ming Dynasty, became clearer and clearer, especially the ball of Divine Fire of the Ming Dynasty in the hands of this mysterious Dharma. Every detail fell into Lu Jing's mind.

In the heart of Lu Jingyuan's divine brow, the three Great Ming King's divine fires were still burning brightly. There was a faint sound of legal thunder floating in the divine fires, which made these divine fires very different.

The divine fire burned, a breeze blew by, and wisps of vitality rain fell down, and the divine fire burned more vigorously.

【The Mysterious Sutra of Conjuring Wind and Calling Rain】......

The Dongyue Lian Mysterious Canon that Lu Jing had practiced before was actually a incomplete secret canon.

It can only be used by Lu Jing to complete his cultivation and enter the realm of divine fire, but the subsequent cultivation methods are missing.
To be continued...