The night is getting darker.

Si Wanyu took Yu Qixiang to say goodbye to Lu Jing

Hu Qixiang seemed a little reluctant to let go of Lu Jing, who had shared hardships with her several times and had a responsibility on his shoulders. His long eyelashes were slightly wet.

Si Wanyu originally wanted to teach Yu Qixiang a lesson, but when he saw his daughter's temper, he couldn't bear it.

Before leaving, Lu Jing hesitated again and again, and called Princess Chong'an, with a firm look in his eyes: "This Heavenly Vein is extremely important to Lu Jing, and it involves the teachers in the family, so I can't..." Si Wanyu shook his head: "I personally have it.

Personal fate, you may have obtained this Heavenly Vein, it may be Mr. Guanqi’s fate, so why should I say more? If I were to seek this Heavenly Vein from you, I would be ashamed of your hairpin little finger.

Lu Jing suddenly felt that he had made wild assumptions.

Yu Qixiang on the side finally spoke and asked: "Sir, I wonder when I can see you and Sister Qing again, and when can I see Zhuo Yaoluo and Xu Wugui again?"

Lu Jing smiled at him: "We know each other no matter how far away we are, and we are still neighbors thousands of miles away... There is always a chance.

Lu Jing led the horse and walked with Guan Changsheng on the long-abandoned official road.

The Yuanxia River overflowed and washed away the fields along the middle road of the river, as well as the originally wide and flat road.

There are devastation everywhere.

Guan Changsheng's face turned red, and he sighed as he walked aside: "The reason why I left Donghe Country is because the people in many counties and prefectures of Donghe Country are just like people, and the people are not human.

But I never thought that the people on the river road don't live like human beings, and I don't know how many corpses are buried under the soil."

Lu Jing stopped and looked behind him, only to see the clouds and mist were vast. The blood-colored mist in the sky had disappeared, and they had all gone to the stone monument.

The rain stopped falling, but the clouds and dew covered the scorching sun.

It is obvious that the power of heaven and earth to control the wind and rain in the Hezhongdao has overshadowed the disaster.

"It should get better gradually, the drought is no longer there, but it will take another year or two for people to live in the middle of the river.

Next, we will look at how the masters in the Taixuan Sutra provided disaster relief, resettled the victims, and moved back the people in an orderly manner in the following years.

Guan Changsheng sneered: "It's quite simple. As long as the wealthy and aristocratic families in Taixuanjing, Southern Jiangsu, Northern Jiangsu, and Hedong stop being so luxurious, they can save a lot of financial and material resources for disaster relief. "I hope so."

Lu Jing whispered.

"There's always a good thing." Guan Changsheng changed the subject and said with a smile: "It's a pity that I don't have any green plum wine on me anymore, and it's a pity that Mr. Jiu wants to visit his hometown, otherwise the three of us will drink it no matter what.

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We only have three great opportunities along the River Road. Lutan has appeared three times in the past, but it has never happened before.

"With that pulse, Mr. Guanqi may be able to pack his bags again and go sightseeing.

When Guan Changsheng mentioned this matter, Lu Jing led Zhaoye and continued to move forward, with a bright smile on his face.

"Indeed, I can feel that this heavenly vein is full of vitality. That kind of vitality may not be able to kill people, but it is enough to cure Mr. Guanqi's injuries due to the punishment of heaven and earth. Guan Changsheng bruised his hand.

: "There is also that elixir. You must keep that elixir carefully. It will reappear when the martial arts enters the realm of the divine form...Then the divine aspect constructed by your energy and blood may be a Yuan Aspect.

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"The Yuan Shen shines on the Yuan Star, and the martial arts spirit builds the Yuan Xiang... Lu Jing, you are not only a young swordsman, but also a few copies of the Great Candle King of the Northern Qin Dynasty.

"As for that divine spear..." Guan Changsheng felt a little pity: "If a divine sword appeared in Lutan, it might jump to the top and become second only to Tai'a and Nanzhuhou in terms of divine arts.

, White Deer’s fifth sword.”

"If the sword armor had not forged the two swords of Divine Art and White Deer, it would even become the third best sword in the world.

It's a pity that it's a magic gun. If you don't practice gun skills, it's not suitable for you.

Lu Jing also felt a little pity, so he smiled and said: "How can everything in the world be so smooth? This magic gun will always be useful if it comes into my hands."

Guan Changsheng wanted to say something more, but suddenly noticed something.
Chapter completed!