Chapter 149 Righteousness to suppress the killing!
Even on a cold winter night.
On the bustling streets in the center of Taixuanjing, there are still many people from Xuandu coming and going.
The restaurant building is decorated like a star, still shining with feasting and feasting.
Pei Yin was sitting on the wall, looking up at the sky in the deep clouds and fog. It seemed darker without moon and stars, but for some reason, she liked this kind of night very much.
Especially in the quiet Kongshan Alley, these nights seemed so precious during the many years of fleeing in the past. Although her life was much calmer now, it still contained uneasiness and... the murderous thoughts that struck her heart.
Because of this, whether it was the cold wind blowing by, the silent empty mountain alleys, or the dark sky, it was hard for Pei Yingui to find peace.
"Day 276."
Pei Yingui's eyes were calm, and his two slender legs were resting on the wall, swinging casually. The long hair was fluttering, making the fleeing princess look even colder.
She looked at the sky seriously for a long time, then lowered her head and looked at an ancient book in her hand.
The ancient books are yellowed, and the words and ink on them are slightly smudged. They are obviously very old.
"Luomei...Guanghan...Gongque..."
Pei Yingui struggled to read the words in the ancient books. These words seemed very unfamiliar to her.
Many of the glyphs are much more complex than Dafu characters because they are Qi characters.
As early as eight hundred years ago, most of the world was once unified by an ancient dynasty.
This ancient dynasty was named "Taiwu". Since this dynasty, most of the books in the world have the same text, the chariots have the same track, and the measuring and measuring rulers have been unified. The Taiwu text has been spread throughout the world.
Later, perhaps due to natural disasters or man-made disasters, this ancient dynasty that unified the world began to fall apart.
The princes rebelled and divided the world. Countless kingdoms were born and then perished.
Civilizations also differed from each other. At first, there were subtle differences in the cultures of various countries. Later, these differences gradually became larger, especially in customs and habits.
Among them, the text changes are the smallest.
For example, scholars in Qi State can understand most Dafu characters, and vice versa.
Later, when Dafu was founded, it had close contacts with surrounding countries. More Dafu civilization and Dafu writing were introduced to Qi State, Donghe State, Anhuai State...
…even those weak countries that have been annexed by other powerful countries.
Because of this, Pei Yingui and Hancai have never set foot within the territory of Dafu in their lives, but now they can communicate with people in Taixuanjing, and even if they pay a little attention, their accents can be concealed.
But the problem is...
Pei Yin returned to the deep palace of Qi State, in that palace that was cold all year round, and had never learned to write, just like her mother and concubine.
Even her cultivation was taught orally by her mother and concubine.
For these reasons, Pei Yingui only felt that the ancient book in his hand was very precious, and even regarded as a treasure by that madman... but it was so obscure and difficult to understand.
She speculated about the meaning of a word in the ancient book for a while, but finally sighed helplessly. As she flipped her wrist, the ancient book had disappeared.
"If I want to kill him...my cultivation is far from enough."
"You have to find a way to learn the magical powers recorded in ancient books."
Pei Yingui turned her head and thought carefully. She once wanted to separate the words in the ancient books and ask someone to teach them.
But because many words in that classic are obscure and difficult to understand, the words are arranged below. Because it is a cultivation method, and there are many ambiguities, it is necessary to read the whole text together. If you only know the meaning of individual words or words and practice rashly, you will inevitably fail to practice.
Something went wrong.
Pei Yingui thought of this, his eyes suddenly moved, and he turned to look at the neighbor's house not far away.
In that small courtyard, only the main room had a broken lamp burning.
Through the window grilles, you can vaguely see the beautiful girl practicing calligraphy seriously.
"If Miss Qingyue also understands cultivation and the terminology of cultivation, I can ask her to teach me."
Pei Yingui frowned, feeling that many things in the world were really helpless.
With his own cultivation, the famous bow named Guanghan Palace in his hand has taken the lives of countless pursuers. Now that the treasure is in his hand, he cannot understand it.
"Maybe……."
She looked at the small courtyard next door and thought of the boy who was as beautiful as his bones. She also thought of the letter he wrote. She thought of the cold and deep look in his eyes when he walked out of the charity hall that day when they met by chance.
Hidden anger.
On that day, both Pei Yingui and Han Cai thought that Lu Jing was just not interested at that time, but they never imagined that within a short period of time, the young gentleman with a warm smile on his face would leave with his sword.
No matter the cost of being imprisoned, he killed someone who wanted to gain fame.
Just like... escaping from the palace.
"If Mr. Lu Jing gives me this classic, I don't have to worry too much."
Pei Yingui is thinking.
Suddenly, she felt that there were many spiritual thoughts in the void.
Most of these divine thoughts come from the center of Taixuanjing. Some of them are powerful, while others are a little immature.
But all these spiritual thoughts flowed into the void.
Pei Yingui was confused, and turned her head to look at a certain place in Taixuanjing. When she raised her eyes, thunder suddenly flashed in her eyes, and another layer of innate blood vibrated out of her body, and the surging spirit merged into her eyes.
She also looked to the sky.
But deep in the clouds and mist, a blazing sword energy shone with rainbow light, trailing a long tail, shooting straight away, and wandering in the sky.
"Mr. Lu Jing......"
Pei Yingui brushed her long hair from her forehead and looked closely, only to see her always gentle neighbor dragging a corpse in his hand.
The corpse no longer had a head, and blood was constantly spilled and blown away by the cold wind.
Lu Jing's body was spotless, and he just stood on the black sword and flew towards the center.
"That corpse...is that of a cultivator in the divine fire realm?"
Pei Yingui, Xiantian Yuetong, caught the flickering and lingering faint fluctuations of vitality in the monk's corpse, and was suddenly a little surprised. On the long sword, Lu Jing stood upright, but his face was expressionless.
The sharp sword light fell on the sky and the earth, attracting many spiritual thoughts to spy on it, but Lu Jing ignored it and gradually walked away.
Pei Yin returned to Kongshan Alley and couldn't see too far. She thought about it and suddenly felt some interest in her heart.
So Pei Yingui rubbed the ring on her hand with her thumb, but in an instant, a moonlit bow appeared in her hand, and she gently pulled the bowstring.
This moonlit bow named Guanghan Palace was easily pulled open by Pei Yingui. The vitality brewed in it merged with the innate air and blood in Pei Yingui's body and turned into a moon arrow.
Chi!
The moon arrow flew out, disappeared into the void silently, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Pei Yingui shot an arrow and closed his eyes.
The moon arrow flew into the void and followed Lu Jing far behind.
The light of Lu Jing's sword flashed and gradually came to the center of Taixuanjing. Several divine thoughts had already fallen into his mind.
This is a divine thought coming from Xuanyi Guard, who ordered him not to control the sword light in the center of Xuandu City.
If he were an ordinary person, he would have been taken down and held accountable.
But Lu Jing's identity at this time was unusual, and he had a somewhat royal background. Xuan Yiwei was directly under the Taixuan Palace, so naturally he had to give some respect to the new prince's young master.
Lu Jing's sword light didn't last long, and finally ended up on a brilliant street.
This place is called Wulong Street... where many generals of the Dafu army live, the most famous of which is the Li family of Xuandu.
The six generations of the Li family in Xuandu were all great generals, but before Li Guanlong rose to power in the Shaozhu Kingdom, the most powerful person among the six generations was only a fifth-grade casual general.
Later, Li Guanlong of the Shaozhu Kingdom became famous when he was young. At the age of twenty-eight, he became a real dragon with qi and blood pressure and became famous all over the world.
At the age of thirty, he led the Dafu Dragon Dance Army, defeated the demon kingdom in the west, killed the demon king, and made great contributions. He was personally granted the title of Shaozhu Kingdom by the Holy Lord, and became the most powerful person in the Dafu Dynasty!
Up to now, six years have passed.
In the past six years, another wealthy family has been added to Taixuan Capital, namely the Li family of Xuandu.
Lu Lu landed in front of Wulong Street, and countless eyes fell on him in the darkness.
But this young man didn't seem to care.
Still dragging the corpse, he moved forward step by step. The black sandalwood sword was suspended beside Lu Jing, emitting a faint light.
A grand sword intent wanders on Wulong Street, like a blazing sun.
So bright.
Nan Heyu and General Zhixing also followed Lu Jing into the city and stood quietly on a towering sycamore tree.
"What is this Lu Jing doing?"
The dots of light on the star-holding general's mask were a little dim: "This is Wulong Street. There are many generals' mansions. Who is he going to find with the monk's body?"
Nan Heyu shook her head, and Qian Xiushui on her waist could not help but tremble slightly when she felt Lu Jinghongsheng's sword intention.
She had to gently touch Qian Xiushui to calm down the famous sword.
Pei Yingui also saw this scene through the moon arrow.
This was the second time she sensed Lu Jing's sword intent. The first time was when Lu Jing was assassinated in Kongshan Alley.
"Mr. Lu Jing, it's clear that his soul has been greatly damaged, so why can his sword power be so powerful?"
Pei Yingui felt the gradually gathering vitality again...
"This is the realm of the Real Palace of Transformation." She became more and more puzzled by Lu Jing's terrifying cultivation level, and the more she felt that her neighbor was so extraordinary!
At this very moment, I don’t know how many eyes are falling on this place.
Taixuan Palace, library, and many truly wealthy mansions have strong men's spiritual thoughts flowing from them, or they can use the power of treasures to know the world!
They all wanted to see what Lu Jing wanted to do...
Lu Jing dragged the body through the courtyards and headed towards the Li Mansion in Xuandu!
"Lu Jing, this is Taixuanjing. What do you want to do with a corpse?"
Suddenly, there was a loud shout, but there was no one there.
Lu Jing did not pause at all, but continued to move forward. Along the way, the gates of several general mansions opened wide, and many soldiers walked out. The energy and blood in their bodies surged, and a murderous aura rushed towards their faces.
They stared at the landing scene with expressionless faces, and their murderous aura was suppressed.
Lu Jing paused slightly, and an even greater righteousness bloomed from him.
He still took steps... towards Shaozhu's mansion!
Ps: I'm working overtime, there's still one more chapter, I'll stay up late to update it and you can read it tomorrow.
As for why I didn’t save the manuscript... I’ve been under too much pressure recently to prevent the epidemic, and I don’t even have a holiday, so I really can’t save the manuscript.