The dense sword energy lingered in front of Taixian Hall.
There was a great light in the sky, and spiritual thoughts emerged one after another, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Emperor Chongtian watched with great interest the strange phenomena suspended in the sky that were slowly dissipating.
Princess Xianyou's soul moved slightly, and she keenly sensed that the sharp sword intention in the pen and ink was not composed of vitality. It seemed to contain a majestic aura, which was brewed and then constructed.
She was fascinated by it, and several breaths passed until the vision in the painting dissipated.
Lao Diao Si, who was behind Emperor Chongtian, stretched out a finger and tapped it lightly. The calligraphy that was originally suspended in the sky seemed to be blown by the breeze, flew into the Taixian Hall, and landed in the hands of Princess Xianyou.
A smile appeared on Emperor Chongtian's lips, and he said to Princess Xianyou: "You must keep this calligraphy. Maybe one day, the sword energy in the calligraphy will become stronger and stronger, and it will be able to eliminate many disasters."
Princess Xianyou's eyes flickered and she looked at Lu Jing aside again.
At this moment, Lu Jing was still standing tall, looking down at the white jade brick in front of him, with no look of complacency on his face.
This kind of mind is indeed calm and not like a young person.
It should be noted that the person who praised him was Saint Lord Dafu, the tallest person in the world. Even so, Lu Jing could not express his joy.
It was only then that Princess Xianyou suddenly felt that the young man who could be mentioned so many times by Shengzi's eyes did have many outstanding qualities.
"The Jiuhu Lu family is rich in geniuses."
Princess Xianyou thought to herself: "In the past there was General Shenxiao Lu Shenyuan, in the back there was the Crown Princess, and now there is Mr. Lu Jing, the library man."
Thinking of this, she suddenly laughed in her heart: "It's just that among these people, General Shenxiao Lu Shenyuan is more and more ordinary. The Crown Princess has little contact with the Lu family. Lu Jing was even expelled from the Jiuhu Lu family, which is ridiculous."
Princess Xianyou thought like this, then carefully rolled up Lu Jing's pen and ink and put it into the treasure.
There was still a lot of solemnity in his eyes, and he had already given up the intention of giving this painting away or selling it.
"Your talent reminds me of Lu Shenyuan when we were still in Jiuhu."
Emperor Chongtian still looked down at the memorial, and spoke in a normal tone, casually: "It's just that later on, Lu Shenyuan took a road that no one had ever walked before, which made him waste decades.
But you are different, you are a bit surprising to me."
Lu Jing lowered his head and listened, but did not speak.
Emperor Chongtian casually commented a few words on a memorial, put it aside, and his eyes finally fell on Lu Jing.
"You have cursive handwriting with independent charm. You can start a sect with your pen and ink. Your talents are not easy to come by. You also have a certain level of brilliance that no noble son of aristocratic families can have. That's why I called you here."
Emperor Chongtian waved his hand gently, and Chiyi Diaosi turned around and walked deeper into the Taixian Hall. After a while, Chiyi Diaosi held in the hand an eight-year-old man wearing a golden dress, with his hair tied back, and a face carved with pink and jade.
Nine-year-old child.
The child had a childish look on his face, but his breath was very calm and not chaotic.
Lu Jing looked at the noble child. The child walked to the center of Taixian Hall and respectfully saluted Emperor Chongtian who was at the head.
He always lowered his head, not daring to look at Emperor Chongtian. The original stability in his eyes had disappeared, and instead he became more fearful.
Emperor Chongtian did not show much majesty in the Taixian Palace, but no one would think that the emperor in front of him, known as the "Holy King", was really so kind.
Since he ascended the throne, he has destroyed seven surrounding countries. The thirty-six countries in the Western Regions are in name only and have been firmly held by Da Fu. Emperor Bi Yanmi of the Landa Temple in the Holy Land of the Western Regions visits Taixuan Jing every year to pay homage to Emperor Chongtian.
The same is true for Yinsi, Zhenwushan, Taihaoque... and many other sects that were once world-famous.
It can be seen from this that Emperor Chongtian is called the Great Fu Sage, which is worthy of his name.
"Yan Xu, come and see Mr. Lu Jing."
Emperor Chongtian always had a smile on his lips: "From now on, Mr. Lu Jing will teach you how to read and calligraphy, and the rest of the Imperial Academy will only consolidate your lessons and cultivate your character through writing. I hope you can be more stable."
"Father... Yan Xu knows."
The little prince first saluted Emperor Chongtian again, then turned around and bowed his head solemnly to Lu Jing to observe the disciple's etiquette.
"The Thirteenth Prince." Lu Jing also saluted the little prince.
Emperor Chongtian... never gave him a chance to choose.
Lu Jing pondered in his heart and looked at the young prince. The thirteenth prince looked quite respectful.
After all, according to Emperor Chongtian, Lu Jing was not just an ordinary teacher who taught him his lessons, but the prince's young teacher in the true sense!
This was not an official position, but he had to be supported by the prince. Not only did he get a very generous salary on weekdays, but the thirteenth prince could also come and ask Lu Jing when he was in doubt.
The prince's junior master also has the right to punish and rebuke the prince appropriately. This right is given by the Holy King himself. Because of this, even if he is as noble as the prince, he cannot complain.
But Lu Jing had a lot of confusion in his heart...
There are great Confucian scholars in Taixuan Jing, and there are also gentlemen of high moral character and knowledgeable in hundreds of schools of thought in Guozijian and many other academies.
Although he has a reputation, his reputation is limited to cursive script. Regarding classics and history, Lu Jing has many opinions until now, but he has made no achievements in Taixuanjing.
Moreover, when teaching a young prince to write, it was naturally impossible to teach cursive script first. Lu Jing's regular script skills were still far behind those of the great scholars who specialized in regular script.
Emperor Chongtian ignored this and asked him to serve as the thirteenth prince's young master, which surprised him a little.
"In that case, why not start the first lesson today."
Emperor Chongtian said casually: "Let's go to Huaishi Palace, Yan Xu. Don't neglect me from now on, sir."
The Thirteenth Prince immediately said respectfully: "I am a great master of Shang Dao. Yan Xu is young and knows the virtue of respecting a teacher."
Emperor Chongtian nodded and waved his hand gently, and several Diao Si came to the door and took Lu Jing and the Thirteenth Prince away.
Emperor Chongtian said to Princess Xianyou again: "Taoist Taoist Master Taoshan is not here today. If you want to pick some peach blossoms, go ahead, but don't pick too many."
A smile immediately appeared on Princess Xianyou's face: "Thank you, Father."
She came here because the Taoist Taoist priest on Taoshan Mountain was withdrawn and reneged on his promise. She was originally allowed to send people up the mountain every month to pick some peach blossoms. However, in the past month or so, the servants she sent to pick peach blossoms have also
They were all driven back by Taoist priests.
As a last resort, Princess Xianyou just wanted to have a few words in front of her father.
Princess Xianyou also left in a hurry.
"Summon Lu Shenyuan."
Emperor Chongtian said casually: "I was quite surprised when I saw him in the Taiqian Palace today. His method of immortality has made further progress."
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Huaishi Palace is the residence of the Thirteenth Prince.
On the day when the construction of this palace was completed, the Holy King gave a thousand-year-old locust tree, which took root in the Huaishi Palace. The leaves on the locust tree never fall off all year round and are evergreen all year round, and this is why the palace got its name.
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Let’s not talk about luxury for now.
Lu Jing and the Thirteenth Prince were sitting in an empty palace.
The Thirteenth Prince was lying on the table, carefully holding the brush and copying the Shang Xue on the table.
In the distance, several Imperial College gentlemen were also waiting patiently, and there was another maid of honor, standing respectfully in the distance.
After the Thirteenth Prince finished writing a page of text, he carefully put down the brush, picked up the paper and handed it to Lu Jing: "Mr. Lu Jing, please teach me."
Although the royal children are young, they are already very polite and sensible, not too domineering, and they have always respected their teachers.
Lu Jing smiled lightly at the Thirteenth Prince and took the paper.
The words on the paper are a little green, but they are still very straight, and every word has edges and corners.
Lu Jing looked at the Thirteenth Prince and nodded lightly.
"The prince's calligraphy is already good, but many of the edges and corners of the pen and ink are too sharp. The characters are like people, they can show their edge, but they should not be too sharp."
He is not talking nonsense. As the saying goes, under the great road, everything is known. Lu Jing is proficient in cursive script, enough to start a sect. His cursive script comes from Zhang Xu, but because of the great change of Fuguang Sword Qi, it becomes more and more brilliant.
Day after day, it becomes more and more sharp and extraordinary.
With such power in cursive writing and dabbling in regular script, one can naturally see many shortcomings when looking at the Thirteenth Prince's handwriting.
While Lu Jing was talking, he took another page of paper and wrote down a line of text.
"Use your pen to your heart, and if your heart is right, your pen will be right."
There are only nine characters, the strokes are thin and strong, the edges and corners are sharp, there is no drooping or shrinking, and no direction is closed, which is the hidden front.
The Thirteenth Prince looked carefully, his fair little face showed some admiration, he picked up the pen again, and removed the strokes one by one.
Lu Jing Xunxun said in a good way: "Dakai Kai script must first understand its own mind and be in harmony with it naturally. At the same time, one must pay attention to the correct characters in the mind, and when the pen is written correctly, the shape of the characters will be correct."
The Thirteenth Prince also listened carefully.
A full hour passed. The Thirteenth Prince copied two pages of Shangxue. If he had any questions, he asked Lu Jing. Lu Jing already knew the Four Books and Five Classics of Dafu very well and answered them carefully.
If you explain it in a simple and profound way, although it cannot be said to be a great insight, it is the most important thing.
"Sir, that's the end of today's lesson."
The Thirteenth Prince stood up and saluted Lu Jing again, looking quite well-behaved.
Lu Jing nodded with satisfaction.
Emperor Chongtian didn't know why he assigned him such a task, but he couldn't refuse it. If he met a naughty prince, he could only grit his teeth and accept it.
Now that the Thirteenth Prince was so sensible, he was somewhat pleased.
After finishing his studies, the Thirteenth Prince asked again: "Sir, do you want to live in Huaishi Palace?"
Lu Jingdao: "The prince was puzzled, so he sent someone to look for me.
I am not the prince's young tutor, and I am taught by the gentlemen of the Imperial College for the rest of my studies, and I am not able to help. Moreover... the Holy Lord has not removed me from my position as the tutor, and presumably allowed me to leave the palace."
The Thirteenth Prince also said: "Sir teaches on the second floor, so he naturally has to teach a lot. When the Holy Lord personally asked Mr. Qi from the library to be the crown prince's tutor, Mr. Qi had never lived in the East Palace.
There is a precedent here, so you can do whatever you want, sir."
The Thirteenth Prince's tone was a little childish, but his words were quite mature.
Lu Jing was not surprised. From the age of four, the prince had to learn a lot of knowledge, learn how to deal with others, learn many etiquette rules, and was taught every word and deed. The thirteenth prince seemed particularly mature, but it was not surprising.
Just when he was about to get up and leave.
The Thirteenth Prince looked around and suddenly whispered: "Sir, I heard that in order to uphold the right path, you used a fierce sword energy to kill evildoers... Yan Xu also wants to learn swordsmanship, but he is not yet old enough. I wonder if you can teach me, sir?"
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Lu Jing's heart moved and he said: "My evil-killing sword energy is quite special. I'm afraid other professors won't be able to teach it, so I still need to learn it myself. As for other skills, they are quite common. There are countless people in Taixuan Palace who are stronger than me.
There are countless stronger ones."
The Thirteenth Prince shook his head and looked into the distance.
From a distance, the palace maid in her early twenties, dressed in red, came hurriedly, and when she reached out, she found a three-foot long sword in her hand.
Lu Jing looked at the three-foot long sword.
The long sword was as crystal clear as jade, and the vitality could be faintly seen turning into running water, flowing continuously. The soft sound of the sword energy echoed in the ears, and it was actually mobilizing the surrounding vitality.
"This sword is also called Huaishi. I asked a master craftsman to make it. Please take a look at it, sir."
The Thirteenth Prince took the Huaishi Sword from the hands of the eldest palace maid, held it up with both hands, and handed it to Lu Jing.
Lu Jing picked up the Huaishi Sword and started with the long sword. The vast vitality poured directly from the long sword into Lu Jing's Yuanshen. Lu Jing's Yuanshen shone brightly and had many profound meanings!
"This sword is at least the level of a third-grade heavy craftsman."
Lu Jing's thoughts moved slightly, and the sun and moon sword light reflected each other. Two sharp sword lights rose from the long sword, and the cold sword energy brought out the sun and moon, making a clanking sound.
The eyes of the eldest palace maid standing by the side moved and she glanced at Lu Jing silently.
The thirteenth prince finally showed some innocence in his eyes, and he asked enthusiastically: "Sir, did you kill that monster with this sword light?"
Lu Jing shook his head and said: "This sword light is called the Sun and Moon Sword Light. It is a magical sword power that I developed when I was still weak. Now as my cultivation has improved, it is no longer so sharp."
The eldest maid was even more puzzled.
The Thirteenth Prince's eyes became more and more expectant, and he even stood up and said to Lu Jing: "Student has also seen many blazing sword energies. Today, Sir, can you let me see the sword energy that kills evildoers?"
With a smile on his face, Lu Jing said to the Thirteenth Prince: "My sword energy is called Fuguang Sword Energy, and I got it by chance.
It's natural for the Thirteenth Prince to want to take a look, but I want to tell you in advance that the path of swordsmanship is very similar in the beginning, but if you want to climb Ling Tongxuan, you need to find your own path, otherwise you won't be able to go too far.
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The Thirteenth Prince turned his head and thought for a while, then thanked him: "Thank you, Mr. Sir, for your advice. In this case, the students don't want to see Mr. Guang Sword Qi before learning the sword.
I will be ten years old in three months, so it is not too late to learn swordsmanship now, so I would like to ask the young master to teach me."
Lu Jing was a little surprised at the Thirteenth Prince's sensibleness. After thinking about it for a while, he did not refuse.
Lu Jing then said goodbye and left, walked out of the huge palace and walked in the garden of Huaishi Palace.
The eldest palace maid just now followed him and escorted him out of Huaishi Palace.
When they were about to reach the door, the eldest maid suddenly said: "Sir, regarding the repair, someone will send it to Kongshan Alley this afternoon."
Lu Jing smiled at the eldest palace maid.
The eldest palace lady has been in the palace for a long time, and she has never seen many young people of her age.
In addition, Lu Jing now not only has a handsome face, but also exudes a jade-like temperament in every move he makes, which makes the maid dare not look directly at Lu Jing.
"Sir, my name is Liyun, and I am the chief female official of Huaishi Palace. Since then, we have had many interactions with each other. If you need anything, sir, just let me know.
The prince will get up at Mao hour, wash up, read and write, and at the beginning of Mao hour tomorrow, I will send someone to Kongshan Lane to take you to the palace."
At the beginning of Mao Shi... it was still a long time before dawn, but Lu Jing didn't care. As his soul became more and more powerful, he rarely needed sleep now.
Sleeping for half an hour every day is enough.
If you finish your studies in the palace early, you can also go to the library to teach.
Female officer Liyun escorted Lu Jing out of Huaishi Palace, so Diao Temple naturally escorted Lu Jing out of the palace.
She then returned, only to see the Thirteenth Prince lowering his head and stroking the Huaishi Sword.
"Liyun, what do you think of Mr. Lu Jing?" The Thirteenth Prince raised his head and asked with a smile on his face: "Father has never assigned me a young master for a long time, but I didn't expect that a young gentleman came today.
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Lady Liyun thought for a while and said seriously: "Prince, I don't know much about knowledge, but Mr. Lu Jing's sword energy is indeed quite strong.
The sun and moon sword light is not subtle at first, but in his hand it is faintly mysterious, and the sword energy is sharp and hot. It is really surprising that he can practice to this level at his age."
"The Fuguang Sword Qi used by Mr. Lu Jing to kill monsters is much stronger."
The Thirteenth Prince nodded enthusiastically and said: "The eldest brother came to see me not long ago and told me stories. He told me about Mr. Jing and also talked about Mr. Jing's sword energy. His awe-inspiring sword energy killed evildoers. The eldest emperor
My brother has a very high opinion of Mr. Lu Jing’s sword skills.
Because of this, I gave up many famous teachers and learned the sword from him."
The eyes of the female official Liyun also showed some joy: "The prince can agree that Mr. Lu Jing's sword energy is indeed very extraordinary, but... I don't know why, when I saw that Mr. Lu Jing's spirit was broken, it felt like he had been seriously injured.
generally."
The Thirteenth Prince was a child after all. He was still immersed in the joy of learning swordsmanship. He just shook his head casually and said: "Being able to kill the real palace with spiritual thoughts should be no problem. Moreover, Mr. Lu Jing is my young master. You can use your divine eyes for nothing."
If you use your magical power to see him, he will inevitably be angry if he notices it."
Female officer Liyun saluted and apologized.
"And I heard that both the Crown Prince and the Seventh Prince intend to let Lu Jing join their ranks..." Lady Liyun said softly.
The thirteenth prince's originally happy face revealed some worry.
"The Seventh Emperor is about to open a palace. If he fights with the First Emperor, where will I be?"
The Thirteenth Prince sighed like an adult: "The eldest brother treats me very well, and the seventh brother is a compatriot with me. I don't want to see them fight. After I open the palace, I will invite the Holy King myself."
, let the Holy Lord canonize me as far away as possible."
"As for Mr. Lu Jing... let him make his own decision first. If he chooses one of them in the end, he will probably resign as the prince's junior master."
Lady Liyun looked at the Thirteenth Prince, her eyes showing some love.
The Thirteenth Prince lost his mother when he was young, and all the attention of his mother-in-law's family was on the Seventh Prince. And because of his young age, he always lived in the Huaishi Palace without the help of other ministers. Among the many princes, he was the most powerful and weakest.
Perhaps the Thirteenth Prince saw this and wanted to go far away in the future, not wanting to be affected by the whirlpool in Xuandu.
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Lu Jing came out of the palace with the two men in Qingyi Diao Si.
As soon as I walked out of the palace gate, I saw two familiar figures at the door.
The two figures were quite old, and one of them still had a scar on his face. At this time, they were looking at Lu Jing from a distance, with a lot of surprise in their eyes.
These two people are Wu Beishi and Zhao Wanliang from the Lu family.
"Third Young Master."
When Zhao Wanliang saw Lu Jing leaving the palace, he couldn't help but smile and saluted Lu Jing.
Wu Beisheng looked Lu Jing up and down, and his face, which had no expression at all, showed some strange expression.
"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Wu."
Lu Jing smiled at the two of them and said to Zhao Wanliang: "I am no longer the young master of the Lu family. It would be inappropriate to call me the third young master again."
Zhao Wanliang laughed and said: "It's ironic to say that when you were in Lu Mansion, no one regarded you as a young master. Now that you have left Lu Mansion, your reputation has become very famous. Many people in Lu Mansion mention you, but they still call you
Because of the Third Young Master, even I have contracted this problem."
At this time, Lu Jing was not far from Zhao Wanliang and Wu Bei died.
About two or three feet away, Lu Jing, whose martial arts cultivation was already at the level of the qi-blood furnace, felt the strong qi-blood burning and fierce auras of Zhao Wanliang and Wu Beishi in the distance.
Rolling motion, roaring movement.
And Lu Jing's soul also began to sense the murderous aura bursting out from these two old soldiers!
An old soldier who has climbed out of many battlefields, he does not hide his courage and is so strong.
"Moreover, the energy and blood in Wu Beishi's body is much more surging than that of Zhao Wanliang. Maybe he has reached the innate realm, where the energy and blood are innate. The innate energy and blood surges between breaths, and the spirit is also included in the bone marrow of his body.
In the middle, his cultivation is extremely strong, and he can kill the soul with just a raise of his hand..."
Lu Jing couldn't help but take a deep breath. Now he thought about it. When he was still in the floating state, he wandered around the Lu Mansion without being noticed by Wu Beishi. It was all thanks to Wu Beishi's alcoholism.
Just when Lu Jing was surprised.
The palace door, which had been closed just now, heard the rumbling sound again and slowly opened.
A middle-aged man wearing silver armor, standing erect, with a resolute face, and cold eyes walked out step by step.
Zhao Wanliang and Wu Beishi saluted respectfully to the man behind Lu Jing.
Lu Jing's heart moved slightly, and he turned around, only to see a man with a face that was 23% similar to his, looking at him.
The man had cold eyes and a burly body, and from time to time a sharp cold light burst out from him.
It was also at this moment.
Lu Jing suddenly noticed that the blood circulation in his body had slowed down a lot, and a cold chill like a cold pool seeped out from the inside to the outside.
Lu Jing's body became extremely stiff.
Lu Jing remained silent and watched the middle-aged man approaching.
The middle-aged man only glanced at Lu Jing, then looked at Wu Beisi and Zhao Wanliang, passing Lu Jing step by step and walking towards the distance.
Zhao Wanliang and Wu Beiyi both glanced at Lu Jing, turned around and left.
Lu Jing stood there and took a deep breath after a long time.
He frowned slightly and whispered in his heart: "Uncle Shenxiao, General Shenxiao, young man with great energy... Lu Shenyuan!"
For some reason, Lu Jing thought of Lu Shenyuan's indifferent eyes and the chill that burst out from within him, and a warning sign suddenly arose in his heart!
"There seems to be no trace of sadness or joy in Lu Shenyuan's eyes. My cousin told me that the decision to write the secret letter and expel me from the Lu Mansion was a decision he made after Mrs. Zhong informed Lu Shenyuan."
"How can such a person be so ignorant because of his own likes and dislikes?"
"Furthermore, Wu Beishi's Qi and blood are as tyrannical as the blazing sun, but Lu Shenyuan is like a cold pool, capable of melting everything. I even think that he is...much stronger than Wu Beishi!"
Lu Jing thought carefully for a long time, and when he raised his head, he saw the winter sun shining brightly.
Daxueshan Zhenxuan Gong was quietly operating, the chill in his body subsided, and Lu Jing headed towards the library.
I didn't go to the library on the twelfth or thirteenth day, and I had already missed a lot of schoolwork. Just when Lu Jing was heading towards the library.
In the Huasheng Pavilion in the library, Master Li Yu holds a folding fan and is sitting and drinking tea with the third prince of the Dragon King of the North Palace.
The Third Prince of the Dragon King of the North Palace, with a majestic body, looked out into the distance and said softly: "Both the Buddhist disciples of Shaozhu Kingdom and Landa Temple are heading to Zhuxing Mountain to capture the three great saints... I will leave soon too."
, the only way to go to the three states of Chong'an."
"Even if she is the daughter of King Chong'an, she still wants to repay the blood feud of Bei Que Hailong Palace."
Master Li Yu took a long breath and said softly: "Don't die. The great sages of Zhuxing Mountain are not in vain. There is a reason why they can stir up the world and cause chaos in Beiquehai."
The third prince of the North Palace Dragon King was indifferent and did not answer Li Yushi. At this time, Li Yushi suddenly raised his head with a smile on his lips: "Lu Jing has left the palace."
He stood up slowly, and when he raised his hand, there was a lotus in his hand that was shining with golden light.
The lotus flower has nine petals in total, and on each lotus petal, there seems to be a natural inscription, revealing a lot of brilliance.
"The Seventh Prince is naturally willing to exchange a Nine God Lotus for a young genius like you."
Li Yushi smiled and said: "Lu Jing is a bit angry, as long as this Nine God Lotus helps him restore his soul, he will never be ungrateful!
Although his soul is broken, he can still transform his soul into reality. Once he recovers from his injuries and gives him a few more years, this young man will be of great use."
This chapter has over 6,000 words, so I’ll continue writing more tomorrow.