Chapter 143 The real dragon is moving in the clouds, and Mr.
The Cloud Observation Platform was once again covered with a hazy gauze due to the arrival of the Liu family.
Miss Jingshi knelt down beside the two of them, lowering her head to take care of the cups on the table.
Lu Jing and Mr. Liu sat opposite each other. Mr. Liu's green hair hung down to his neck, and was dotted with a small blue gemstone, which gave him a unique style.
But at this moment, Lu Jing's attention was focused on the guqin that everyone Liu placed on the clearing table behind him.
This guqin exudes a faint demonic aura. Its body is dark green and decorated with simple patterns, just like green vines wrapped around the ancient wood. Other than that, there are no other decorations.
But in Lu Jing's eyes, the guqin seemed to be alive. The evil aura was extremely weak, but it still permeated the void and drifted in the wind.
"It's called Green Qi."
Liu Jia opened his mouth, his voice was clear and clear, and it felt like a spring breeze in his ears: "When I was young, it came to Taixuanjing with me. Twelve years have passed in a hurry, but it has always been with me."
Lu Jing was sitting in front of the table, his body was like a pine and cypress. He paid attention to it carefully for a long time. Suddenly there was the sound of the strings being plucked softly from the guqin. Lu Jing came back to his senses and nodded towards the green guqin with a smile on his face.
Some apologies.
Miss Jingshi had never heard the sound of the piano before, and felt a little strange in her heart.
Everyone Liu looked a little surprised, and turned to look at Lu Qi, and then at Lu Jing.
Lu Jingdao: "That day in the Lu Mansion, I had to thank everyone Liu for their generosity, which gave me more room for action."
Everyone Liu shook his head: "The princess... is my best friend. We used to travel together when we were young, but later because of a disaster, the princess didn't want to see me.
In the end, I want to thank you for this matter. If Mr. Lu Jing hadn't asked for her, I might never be able to talk to my sister again in this life."
Lu Jing didn't know the origin of the two of them, he only thought that one code was the same code.
When Liu people talked about the princess, their eyes became more melancholy: "The Shaozhu Kingdom and the Buddhist disciples of Nalanda Temple went to Zhuxing Mountain in person. Even the head of the Dao Sect also went to Zhuxing Mountain in person. However, even the head of the Dao Sect went to Zhuxing Mountain in person because of the majestic power of Dafusen.
, and cannot be brushed off easily, and I don’t know if Shaozhu will bring back the princess’s daughter when he returns.”
Lu Jing noticed that the Liu family called the drinker who sealed the demon and ordered the demon as the sect master, and the evil sect was also called the sect, but he didn't know the reason and didn't ask any more questions.
He thought for a moment and said: "No matter what mistakes the Great Sage of Zhuxing Mountain committed, she is the daughter of King Chong'an after all. King Chong'an has made countless achievements in his life. When the Holy King ascended the throne, all the seven countries around him
, four of which were destroyed by him.
A round of the Great Sun and Heavenly Halberd was inserted into the Divine Pass, and I guarded the Divine Pass for thirteen years alone. I blocked 60,000 elite soldiers of the Northern Qin Dynasty by one person. The Saint King may consider the achievements of King Chong'an, so he may be a little more generous."
Everyone Liu sighed and shook his head slightly. He didn't say much. After a few breaths, he asked Lu Jingdao: "Does Mr. Jing know about the evil things committed by Beique Hailong Palace?"
Lu Jingjiu had naturally heard many rumors while in the library: "I have heard it once or twice. It is said that the old dragon in Beiquehai is dying soon, and he did not know where he got a heavenly formation, which can use ordinary creatures to
Flesh and blood forge a flesh-and-blood heavenly gate to insulate oneself from aging and thereby extend life... But I don’t know if such rumors are true."
Liu Jia did not answer Lu Jing directly. The green gem around her neck shone slightly. She stretched out her fair hands to hold the green gem, and then said: "No matter what wrong things Beique Hailong Palace has committed, he is still a member of the Five Palaces."
Among the Dragon Palaces, it was the first to belong to Dafu. His identity as the Dragon King of the North Palace was granted by the Holy Lord.
The three great saints of Zhuxing Mountain peeled off his dragon skin, pulled out his dragon tendons, and slaughtered half of the dragons in the Dragon Palace. This is already a serious crime. In addition, King Chong'an... is already old..."
At this point, she didn't want to say more and fell silent.
Lu Jing frowned slightly, thinking that the game between these superiors was beyond his reach at his current level.
But because of Master Liu's words, Lu Jing still keenly felt that there must be a deeper reason why the Holy Lord sent people to arrest the three great saints of Zhuxing Mountain. His attitude was so determined.
How can the king's mind be so easy to guess?
"Don't mention these annoying things." Mr. Liu looked at Lu Jing and said: "In terms of chess, calligraphy and painting, I am pretty good at playing the harp, but my other three attainments are average. I am used to having a leisurely life. I always want to learn these things, but there is nothing
Talent, but later I didn’t want to learn anymore. I just liked to appreciate and collect paintings by famous artists.”
"It is precisely because of this that I will not hesitate to use many precious flowers I planted as rewards and collect many people's paintings and calligraphy."
Mr. Liu's voice was gentle and his face was gentle, and he said to Lu Jing: "I have collected a lot of paintings and calligraphy, but your painting of a dragon's head and clouds makes me regretful. I invite you here today just for this reason."
Lu Jing naturally remembered his first painting, and he looked a little embarrassed: "When I painted that painting, my pen and ink techniques were actually very poor. The reason why I didn't paint the longan was because I felt that it was obscured by the clouds and mist.
The real dragon is more eye-catching after painting, but it was just a little thought that made everyone laugh."
Hearing Lu Jing's candid words, Mr. Liu shook his head and said: "Although the brush and ink techniques are immature, they are more amazing. The word "rhyme" can use immature pen and ink to draw floating phenomena, which makes people immersed in the scene. It is already
Extraordinary, why should Mr. Lu Jing be humble?"
Lu Jing asked: "So Mr. Liu invited me here because you want me to complete that painting?"
Mr. Liu nodded honestly: "I met someone before, and she felt that if the dragon head cloud map was completed, the real dragon in the cloud map might soar out and roar into the void.
Because of this, I became curious again, so I thought that I would invite you to come while Mr. Lu Jing has some connection with me."
Lu Jing did not hesitate after hearing Master Liu's words, he just smiled and said: "Starting from the first painting in the Flower Pavilion, every day when I practice reading, I will also practice hooking, chapping, and rubbing.
I have learned basic techniques such as dotting, dyeing, etc., and I have also observed the copy paintings of famous artists. I have made a lot of progress compared to before, and it is nothing to complete a pair of eyes."
When Jing Shi, who was pouring tea for Lu Jing, heard his words, his wrists trembled slightly, but he did not spill the tea after all.
Mr. Liu hesitated and asked: "So that night in the Flower Pavilion was Mr. Lu Jing's first time painting, and he had never learned it before?"
Lu Jing said frankly: "In the past... I just liked to look at some ink paintings. Later, my skill in using brushes became more and more advanced, and my soul cultivation became more advanced. I could remember many details of famous paintings I had seen before, so I tried to draw one.
.”
Everyone Liu and Miss Jingshi just nodded, but said nothing more. Jingshi looked at Lu Jing more and more like he was looking at a banished immortal.
So Lu Jing started writing, and everyone Liu reached into his hands and carefully took out a painting that had already been paired with a scroll.
On the docking platform.
The young Duke of the Chu family, who has always been rough and wild, is a little depressed today.
Nan Xuehu was lowering his head and thinking, perhaps thinking about what Chu Yeshan mentioned before. Li Zhiyun turned his head and looked at the Cloud Observation Platform opposite. On that platform, Lu Jing and the Liu family could be seen in the hazy veil.
When Li Zhiyun saw Lu Jing, he always thought of his brother who was as insurmountable as a mountain.
His elder brother also became famous at a young age. He was famous all over the world when he was seventeen or eighteen years old. He was one of the most brilliant young men of that era, just like Lu Jing is now.
For the past twenty years, he has been looking up at the back of his eldest brother, always wanting to step into the brewing storm to become famous and catch up with the footsteps of the famous Shaozhu Kingdom.
It's just that twenty years have passed by in a hurry, and neither her brother, who is as insurmountable as a mountain, nor her sister, who treats her tenderly, are willing to let him leave the Li family in Xuandu, go to the court, or go to the world to make a career.
Until Dazhu Kingdom obtained two treasures in the sea of thunder and calamity, and the palace trial was about to begin, perhaps only by winning the first trial among the three trials in front of the palace, his eldest brother would look at him differently and regard him as Xuandu Li.
The man of the family, not a young boy who will not grow up.
Li Zhiyun was lost in thought, but suddenly he exhaled a long breath, shaking his head and thinking to himself: "There are many wizards in the world, but there is only one Dafu Shaozhuguo. Even if Lu Jing has the appearance of heaven, I should not take him."
He compares himself to his elder brother."
At this time, Chu Yeshan howled and said: "This Master Li Yu is not acting safely. That day in front of the Seventh Prince, he may have vowed to let Lu Jing into the Seventh Prince's mansion, but he took back the Nine God Lotus in despair.
If I had known this earlier, I should have put aside the affairs in the house and focused more on this Lu Jing."
Li Zhiyun had no choice but to be surprised by the Chu family's young prince, and comforted him: "Young prince, you don't need to think too much. Didn't Mr. Liu say that he had invited Lu Jing earlier today.
She left with her qin again, maybe after receiving Lu Jing, she would come to the boat dock... After all, a song by a small country's military commander is enough to establish a sect on the qin."
Chu Yeshan laughed and patted Li Zhiyun on the shoulder.
Li Zhiyun was not thin, but Chu Yeshan, who was physically strong, patted him on the shoulder. Li Zhiyun's expression changed slightly. It seemed that the pat hurt him.
But Chu Yeshan laughed and said: "Lu Jing's cursive script can establish a sect and has been commented by many famous Confucianists. I, a soldier, can definitely call myself a sect with one song."
I created this song not long ago, and tomorrow I will personally go see the famous Qintao masters in Taixuan Capital and let them comment on me!"
Nan Xuehu was upright and said casually: "There are few Qin Dao masters in Taixuan Jing who are as unaffected by power as the Liu family. As for other celebrities, even if Dr. Chu went to ask, how could he do it because of the power of Duke Chu?
What bad things to say?”
"Dr. Chu's military skills are excellent, and everyone present has a good reputation. Why should he be angry with Lu Jing for nothing?"
Li Zhiyun couldn't help but smile when he heard Nan Xuehu's words.
Chu Yeshan rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I used to walk in Taixuan Capital with the reputation of Duke Chu's Palace.
But when I met Lu Jing today, I remembered that I am a doctor from the Imperial College, and I do have some talents. Lu Jing was able to rely on his huge reputation to let Mr. Liu meet him in person. I asked myself about my attainments in piano music and his attainments in cursive script.
It’s almost the same. In that case, why don’t I become famous for my talent..."
Roar!
Before Chu Yeshan finished speaking, on the cloud viewing platform opposite, a storm suddenly broke out!
In the void, curling clouds and mist rose. All the guests in the courtyard raised their heads, and soon their faces showed a look of surprise.
But see you!
The misty clouds and mist were like a painting, but then the painting seemed to come alive.
The clouds and mist fluctuated, already breaking out of the white gauze of the Cloud Observation Platform, even breaking out of the Shihua Pavilion courtyard, and flying into the void.
Rumble…
A sound of thunder suddenly appeared in the clouds and mist, and many people on Liuhua Street where Shihua Pavilion was located stared up at the sky...
The next moment...
Countless people saw an astonishing scene.
The clouds and mist were hazy and flowing, and a dragon head slowly came out through the clouds...
The dragon's head was pitch black, with only its fangs and scales shining brightly, coiled in the sky.
The light and shadow are blurred, the void is white, and the real dragon swims slowly, majestic and majestic!
At this moment, not only the people in the courtyard of Shihua Pavilion, but also many pedestrians passing by Shihua Pavilion on Liuhua Street saw this huge scene.
The real dragon wandered out with such fierce momentum that the vast sky seemed to be covered.
"Dragon...real dragon!"
Some pedestrians opened their mouths wide. When such a huge beast appeared in the sky, great terror arose from their hearts.
Chu Yeshan, Li Zhiyun, and Nan Xuehu also looked up at the majestic dragon in the sky, like a real dragon descending from the sky.
"this……"
Chu Yeshan sat cross-legged in front of the desk, swallowing his saliva.
Such scenes only last a few breaths of time.
But even a few breaths of time caused the scene in the courtyard to become extremely chaotic, and some people began to scream.
Li Zhiyun was still puzzled: "There is actually a dragon who dares to show up in Taixuan Jing's palace..."
"That's not a real dragon!" Nan Xuehu shook his head: "That's a vision in the painting..."
Chu Yeshan stared motionlessly at the real dragon in the void without speaking.
As soon as Nan Xuehu spoke, Li Zhiyun's eyes were full of surprise: "There is... a strange phenomenon in the painting?"
Just at this time.
Lu Jing didn't know when he appeared in front of the railing of the cloud viewing platform. He frowned. He really didn't expect that the Immortal Confucian destiny would be triggered and such a big battle would occur.
Chu Yeshan, Li Zhiyun, and Nan Xuehu also saw Lu Jing.
Then they saw Lu Jing slowly wave his hand towards the real dragon in the sky...
"You're going to scare others, please disperse."
Lu Jing's voice was calm, but there seemed to be power in his words!
In an instant, a golden light suddenly appeared from the cloud and mist dragon, and the golden light flashed...
The clouds, the thunder, and the real dragon all disappeared!
"That just now was... the vision in Mr. Lu Jing's painting?"
"Exactly! The power of the real dragon was so frightening that I was in a daze for a moment. Now that I think about it, the name of the strange thing in Mr. Lu Jing's painting has been widely circulated a long time ago!"
"It's so strange. There is no vitality fluctuation in it. It is not composed of supernatural powers. When he puts down his ordinary pen, he reveals a real dragon in the sky. Many people praise Mr. Lu Jing's cursive writing, but I feel that the scrolls written by Mr. Lu Jing are not inferior to his cursive writing.
!”
“It can be called a masterpiece of calligraphy and painting!”
Many people cheered.
Chu Yeshan's body was full of energy and blood. Now that he thought about it, the innate energy in his body had indeed never felt any fluctuations in energy or blood from the body of the real dragon!
So he looked at Li Zhiyun again.
Li Zhiyun hesitated and said: "It doesn't seem to be a magical power."
Chu Yeshan frowned slightly, suddenly feeling that his musical talent was even worse than Lu Jing's extraordinary attainments in this painting...?
Nan Xuehu was also depressed and silent.
He suddenly remembered something Lu Jing had said to him a long time ago.
"Some people are in a low place now, but that doesn't mean they will be in a low place in their lives."
At that time, Nan Xuehu thought that these words were uttered by Lu Jing because of his stubborn character, and he did not take it seriously.
Now that I think about it, when Lu Jing said these words, except for the word dignity, he actually already had a lot of confidence.
How can someone with such extraordinary talent...will always stand at a low level?
Chu Yeshan looked at the sky for a long time and was about to get up and leave.
But I heard a thunderous laughter coming from outside the Flower Pavilion!
"It's strange, is there a dragon in this Fengyue Field?"
The clear voice spread throughout the Shihua Pavilion in an instant.
Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see three extraordinary horses approaching in front of the gate of Shihua Pavilion.
Each of these three horses is different. On the body of the horse standing at the front, you can see blood lines lingering, and occasionally there is a flash of light.
"Blood-striped horse..."
Chu Yeshan raised his eyebrows and sat back again, with a smile on his lips.
At this moment, three people immediately dismounted and came.
The man at the head was wearing a red coat, and the red coat was also embroidered with many mysterious patterns. The man was quite handsome, his face was like a sculpture, with clear features and angular features!
He has a burly physique, tall and well-proportioned body, and exudes an aura of luxury.
The other two people, a man and a woman, all followed respectfully behind the noble man in red.
And the man in red walked into the Flower Pavilion and said loudly: "Your Highness has lived for twenty-eight years and has only seen one dragon. Come on! If you really raise a dragon, let me see the last one again."
See!"
Li Zhiyun frowned: "He is the crown prince of Qi."
Chu Yeshan's eyes were full of interest and he said: "Everyone in the world says that the prince of Qi is just like his father. He is a complete lunatic. He usually enjoys beheading and humiliating and killing. I am quite interested in this person.
.”
Nan Xuehu's eyes moved slightly, looking towards Chu Yeshan.
Chu Yeshan waved his hand quickly: "Master Xuehu has misunderstood. I just want to see how crazy he is. The prince of another country must not get involved in the fight between two heavenly dragons."
Li Zhiyun looked down at Gu Chenxiao, who had already walked into the courtyard, and said hesitantly: "The seeds of madness are hidden in the blood of the royal family of Qi. In his prime, King Qi Yuan was very wise and mighty. He often led his own troops to conquer, and he always went into battle shirtless as the commander-in-chief.
The creatures in the diagonal retreat retreat, rushing to kill before the generals!
Even King Da Zhu once praised him, saying that King Qi Yuan was "viable when he has energy, and strong when he has power." The two barbarians further south of Qi State even called him the emperor's king.
But as he grew older, his cultivation became more powerful, but he became moody and cruel, and he built a purgatory in the capital of Qi, which was shocking and frightening."
"This Gu Chenxiao went crazy earlier than his father. It seems that he is better than his predecessor."
Nan Xuehu snorted coldly, shook his head and said: "The State of Qi took the initiative to send the prince to Dafu as a hostage. It was the time when Northern Qin was rising. Now, even the second and third-rank courtiers in Dafu's court and the public must respect the prince of Qi State respectfully when they see him.
Respect, don't lose your etiquette, but it will only increase his arrogance.
In this case, Gu Chenxiao may take up his old business in Qi and take pleasure in beheading."
Chu Yeshan stood up, holding on to the railing, still smiling, and said to himself: "Maybe it has already started."
Nan Xuehu's expression became even more gloomy, and he turned his head, unwilling to look at the Prince of Qi again.
The prince of Qi in red seems to have nothing to do with such a vicious reputation.
As he was walking in the middle of the road, he accidentally bumped into a scholar who was drinking, and he bent down to help him up personally.
In the distance, several fish masters came forward to greet him.
The tall body of the red-clothed prince stood in front of several fish males, like a wild beast. For some unknown reason, the fish males felt a chill on their backs and even shuddered!
"This young master, what I saw just now was not a real dragon. Mr. Lu Jing painted on the Cloud Observation Platform and created the vision, which is why this dragon appeared."
Someone said something loudly.
The prince in red raised his eyebrows and looked up to the second floor with interest. His eyes wandered around, looking at the cloud-viewing platform on the left covered by light gauze, and then looking at the boat parking platform on the right.
On the boat parking platform, Chu Yeshan was holding on to the railing and grinning at the prince in red.
The young-looking girl behind the prince in red took a step forward and whispered a few words.
The prince in red showed his white teeth, smiled at Chu Yeshan, and then turned his head.
It's just that... even though he smiled very hard, he looked quite stiff and numb!
"He is actually able to draw visions... He is really a strange person. I want to meet this Mr. Lu Jing today."
Gu Chenxiao ignored the fish masters, put his hands behind his back, and stepped forward.
A fisherman said quickly: "Mr. Lu Jing is discussing calligraphy and painting with Mr. Liu. If you want to see Mr. Lu Jing, I can do it for you..."
Gu Chenxiao shook his head casually and smiled at the fisherman: "Publish the message! Pass the message! I will be here for a few days, and everyone I meet needs to pass the message.
Now that we are here at Fengyue Field, you don’t need to pass the news, right?"
The fisherman wanted to speak, but a light flashed in the eyes of the woman behind Gu Chenxiao. The fisherman's body stiffened instantly, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face showed no sign of fear!
He was sweating like rain, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, gasping for air, and collapsed on the ground.
"In Taixuan Jing, my hands and feet are really tied up."
The miserable situation of Yu Gong fell into Gu Chenxiao's eyes, but he seemed to think that the punishment was too light. He muttered in his mouth and walked upstairs...
At this moment.
A piano sound... came suddenly.
The three people in Chu Yeshan looked at the cloud viewing platform, and all the guests below were doing the same.
One of the guests was delighted and said: "Master Liu actually played two zither songs tonight! I think this piece is for Mr. Lu Jing!"
"On this ten-day flower night, Master Liu played two zither songs, Mr. Lu Jing also played a song about a real dragon hanging in the air, and a song about a small country's public soldiers and generals. It was really a surprise, and it was a worthwhile trip."
The prince in red was still walking upstairs when he heard the sound of the piano.
Originally, the sound of the piano was continuous, like high mountains and ridges, and like howling wind and thunder. It was very different from the song played by Mr. Liu before.
But the sound of the piano was as beautiful as ever, making many people present intoxicated. Chu Yeshan also had a look of surprise on his face.
Four or five breaths have passed...
But everyone suddenly heard that the piano music began to be mixed with a rather unique sound!
Just at this moment, a gust of breeze blew by, blowing away the gauze on the cloud viewing platform.
Chu Yeshan, Li Zhiyun, and Nan Xuehu looked at each other.
But on the Cloud Observation Platform, Mr. Liu was playing the piano with his head down, looking like an immortal descending from the room. He was filled with immortal energy and could not be looked directly at.
Lu Jing frowned, as if he was thinking hard.
And that strange sound... was the sound of Lu Jing's hand tapping on the table.
clatter!
clatter!
clatter!
Lu Jing knocked on the table, and among the sounds of the Liu family's guqin... the style of the music suddenly changed!
Chu Yeshan's expression was the first to change, his pupils moved slightly, and he took a deep breath.
The Prince of Qi who was going upstairs also stopped and his eyes became more solemn, wondering what he heard.
Today I only have a guarantee. Yesterday I wrote more than 10,000 words until 3 or 4 o'clock, and I haven't recovered yet.