Chapter 151 Stars are like a torrential rain, Sheng Zi comes to visit
On the locust tree, in the Qianxiu water around Nan Heyu's waist, faint thoughts were aroused by the light sword energy cultivated by Lu Jing, and they were still singing softly.
If it were normal, Nan Heyu might touch Qian Xiushui with his hand and feel the sword intent bursting out from this world-famous sword.
But at this moment, Nan Heyu stood alone on the locust tree branches that could block out the sky and sun when they were lush, and Lu Jingcai's words still echoed in his mind.
Lu Jing's words were quite casual and could not be called striking, nor could they be called Hong Zhong Da Lu, but to Nan Heyu's ears, it was a different scene.
It's like clouds and mist rolling, like thunder falling, and like looking up in an instant, you can see heavy rain pouring under the dark clouds in the distance.
"It's not terrible to offend a few people and do a few wrong things..."
Nan Heyu's sword heart trembled faintly, and the sword intention in it brought out some wind and rain, the wind and waves were rolling, and there were continuous showers.
So... this girl, who was called the genius of swordsmanship, finally lowered her eyes and lowered her head.
"Master Jing... it is no accident that he can sense the sword spirit in the ice peak. His spirit is sharp and fiery for the sword. When he sees the road in front of him, he will never hesitate again."
, but move forward all the way.
When you see evildoers, you will kill them; when you see injustice, you will kill injustice; you will always be strong and courageous, and you will never be afraid."
When Nan Heyu thought of this, her black hair fluttered. She looked up towards the end of Wulong Street and saw Lu Jing and General Holding the Star drifting away. The feelings in her heart suddenly became more profound.
"In that marriage, everyone in the world said that I was a rare genius in swordsmanship. They all said that Mr. Jing was just a bastard who was raised in the mansion and had no talent. Even if he entered the Duke Nanguo's mansion, he would not be worthy of me."
"But now...he is like a star...no, he is like a scorching sun, which is continuously emitting brilliant light, shining on many people in Taixuanjing.
Who among Tai Xuan Jing’s contemporaries today can compare with him?”
Not to mention Shaozhu Kingdom, Zhongshan Marquis, even the Crown Prince, Seventh Prince, Gu Chenxiao, General Holding Star and many other powerful people are many years older than Lu Jing.
Her thoughts flickered.
Thinking of the third prince of the Dragon King who was born with dragon horns in the North Palace Dragon Palace, he shook his head slightly.
A moment later, Nan Heyu suddenly remembered Mr. Luo on Yuxing Island, with two or three wisps of wind and rain sword energy at his fingertips, who had once cut open the sacred stone in the sky and cut out a sword heart seed.
Mr. Luo was very kind to Nan Heyu. Originally, she should not compare Mr. Luo with Lu Jing, but at this moment, the lady from the Duke's Mansion did not even notice it.
Nan Heyu has a lot of thoughts.
Lu Jing glanced helplessly at the woman walking beside him with a white starlight mask on her face.
Because of the mask, he couldn't see the face of the woman next to him, but he could sense the smile in her tone when the woman next to him occasionally spoke.
"My name is Ye Sheyu."
Under the white star mask, Star-holding General Ye Sheyu was indeed smiling. She made no secret of her interest in Lu Jing and said: "Mr. Lu Jing, I have lived in Taixuan Capital for many years, although I have no big background.
, but because his cultivation qualifications are passable, he has come into contact with many children of noble families and many young and promising people.
Among them, the one who surprised me the most was Mr. Lu Jing.”
"Miss Ye."
Lu Jing walked with his sword in hand, his expression was warm, and his words were polite: "Although I have only transformed into a real cultivation level, I can still sense that you have a layer of innate energy and blood in your body, and there is a faint golden light flashing on the skin of your palms, Miss Ye.
Your current cultivation level is much stronger than mine."
Ye Sheyu nodded with satisfaction and said: "Look, if I flatter you a few words, and you flatter me a few more, you and I will be considered acquainted, and we can occasionally fish together in the future."
"By the way, do you like fishing?"
Ye Sheyu said: "I have loved fishing since I was a child. In addition, I also admire handsome young men. I am not as coy as other women. When I see an outstanding young man, I always take the initiative to get to know him."
If we can make an appointment to go fishing together, and there is a young man with a clear temperament and a graceful demeanor next to him, it can also be a treat for our eyes."
Even with Lu Jing's calm temperament, he was a little at a loss when faced with such a direct response from Ye Sheyu, not knowing how to respond.
Ye Sheyu looked at Lu Jing, who had no expression on his face in the face of so many blood-stained soldiers, but was a little embarrassed at this moment, and smiled softly.
As the two walked out of Dragon Dance Street, Ye Sheyu stopped and said to Lu Jing: "Although I like to watch young people showing off their dragons and phoenixes, I also know how to behave and don't like to be stalked.
Mr. Jing, let’s say goodbye today. Since we are both in Taixuan Capital, we can naturally see each other again in the future.”
Lu Jing did not reject Ye Sheyu's straightforward temperament. He had a warm smile on his face and nodded towards Ye Sheyu.
At this time, he and Ye Sheyu stood opposite each other. Seeing the mask on this straightforward woman's face, some memories suddenly popped into his mind.
He thought for a while and asked: "Miss Ye is the star-holding general of the Su Xuan Army?"
When Ye Sheyu heard that Lu Jing had recognized her origin, he raised his head and nodded with some complacency: "Apart from this mask, my cultivation and my identity, I actually have nothing worthy of praise.
Mr. Jing has heard of me and is naturally very good."
Lu Jing didn't say much, he just nodded gently towards her.
Ye Sheyu waved her hand towards Lu Jing, then turned around. After walking about two or three steps, she suddenly turned around again and asked Lu Jing: "Mr. Jing, has anyone ever told you that your current demeanor is very similar to that of the third generation?"
A person from more than ten years ago."
"More than thirty years ago?"
Lu Jing shook his head.
Ye Sheyu's tone was filled with emotion: "I was not yet born at that time. Later, when I was young, a teacher told me that Dafu Taixuanjing has three great achievements.
One is that Taixuanjing is as prosperous as a fairy city falling from heaven to earth.
The second is that there is a library in Taixuan Jing, which educates the world. The Master ascended to heaven and practiced writing for decades, and the immortals in heaven also wanted to consult with him.
As for the third one..."
Lu Jing suddenly realized that when he was looking up the examination in front of the palace, thirty-five years ago, a Yuanshen appeared in the examination in front of the palace. He was a double-armed boy in the literary examination, and he had to bow down to the princes for advice, and he got
After this rare victory, he did not receive any promotion or promotion. Instead, he asked Emperor Chongtian for a white coat and the right to wield a sword.
The reason why Lu Jing wanted to take part in the imperial examination was because he was inspired by the young man from thirty-five years ago.
Later, it was said that because of an incident, the young man left Taixuanjing and traveled around the world with his sword in his back.
As a result, there was one more Confucian scholar who carried a sword in the world.
"As for the third one, it's the one wearing white clothes wearing a sword in Taixuan Capital in the past!
More than thirty years ago, the whole world knew the name of this man in white clothes. He was called Dafu Baiyi, which is really admirable."
"Mr. Jing, you have a powerful sword, and you wear a long sword on your waist. You can kill evildoers and dignitaries directly...and you have beautiful features, red lips and white teeth. You do have some resemblance to the old Dafu in white clothes."
The first half of Ye Sheyu's sentence was a normal compliment, but the second half followed his nature and began to focus on Lu Jing's appearance.
Lu Jing was about to say something when he heard Ye Sheyu's words.
But Ye Sheyu waved his hand again: "But as you said, Mr. Jing doesn't need to take it to heart. Let's go."
She spoke without any hesitation and left.
Lu Jing looked at Ye Sheyu's back and shook his head.
"Ye She Yu... giving up the fish to get the bear's paw, is a good name."
At this moment, a light of fire suddenly appeared in the distance and fell in front of Lu Jing.
Lu Jing reached out, and the small Zhuo Yao Luo fell into his hand. Zhuo Yao Luo seemed very tired, and the originally vast energy and blood fluctuations were also a little sluggish at this moment.
"Thank you."
Lu Jing teased Zhuo Yaoluo with his fingers and said with a smile, "It is precisely because of you that I can be unscrupulous in many things."
But I don't know if Zhuo Yaoluo understood. Lu Jing teased him with his fingers, and he lay on Lu Jing's palm and rolled around, looking quite happy.
Lu Jing really thanked Zhuo Yaoluo from the bottom of his heart.
Zhuo Yaoluo followed Lu Jing because of Mr. Four, but he responded to Lu Jing's requests. He was also very close to Lu Jing on weekdays, just like a stone kitten. Except for Lu Jing's practice, when he was studying,
Occasionally, he would follow Lu Jing.
"When I go back, I will also build you a house. Do you want a bigger one or a smaller one?"
Lu Jing put Zhuo Yaoluo on his shoulder, with a smile in his eyes: "Actually, it's a good thing that you came to the yard.
With Qingyue by your side, you can protect her and me many times, but I...can't help you with anything at the moment."
"Sir..." Little Zhuo Yaoluo, like a doll as big as a thumb, sat on Lu Jing's shoulder, looking sideways at Lu Jing.
Lu Jing seemed to understand and responded, "Okay, tomorrow I will find some wood and build you a hut. If you like the longevity flowers, you can live under the longevity flowers.
In this way, there will be three people in the family."
"Sir..." Zhuo Yaoluo responded.
With Zhuo Yaoluo sitting on his shoulders, Lu Jing walked all the way towards Kongshan Alley.
But for some unknown reason, Lu Jing, who was walking slowly, suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky.
There was nothing unusual in the sky, but Lu Jing felt as if a gaze was falling on him.
"Are you worrying too much?"
Lu Jing found out that there was no abnormal movement in Yuan Shen, so he stopped thinking about it and continued walking towards Yanglu Street.
And in the sky, a ray of moonlight flashed away.
Pei Yingui, who was standing on the wall of Kongshan Alley, opened his eyes with a hint of admiration.
"Master Jing is just like Hancai said, he is indeed different from ordinary people."
Pei Yingui's thoughts flashed and he remembered what he had just seen.
"In the face of those high-pressure soldiers, Mr. Jing can keep his face straight, and he is as righteous as a rainbow..."
That's what she was thinking.
Suddenly there was a soft cry from the small courtyard, and Pei Yingui frowned slightly and climbed down the wall.
When they entered the room, they found Miss Hancai sweating profusely and sitting on the bed, breathing heavily.
Pei Yingui lit the candle and sat on the bedside.
Hancai shed tears, with a cry in her voice: "Princess... I dreamed that all the people in the Moon Palace died, and their heads were placed in the garden. The stench was so strong that it attracted many flies..."
"Your Majesty stood in front of the garden with his hands behind his back, admiring the heads of the dead. His eyes were blood red and bloodshot. He went crazy and became a demon."
"Hancai, don't be afraid, I'm here." Pei Yingui's gauze fluttered, with some certainty in his tone: "Have you forgotten? I can also kill people, I will kill all people with evil intentions,
He will kill the people who built the palace of bones, and he will also kill the king sitting on the throne. You...don't have to worry."
Hancai's violent breathing gradually calmed down. She looked at Pei Yingui and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Miss, what does it feel like when a person dies?"
Pei Yingui pondered for a long time and said: "For many people, when a person dies, it is like disappearing into the water."
Hancai suddenly felt a great sadness in his heart.
She lowered her head and was silent for a while, then raised her head and asked Pei Yingui: "Miss, can I take a look at Guanghan Palace?"
Pei Yingui rubbed the ring on her hand with her thumb, and a moonlit bow appeared in her hand.
Han Cai also raised his hand and stroked the big bow. Thinking of that night when the fire was raging, the seemingly fragile young lady in front of him opened the big bow and shot the rotten scholar-bureaucrat through the head, killing his substitute.
The evil ghost raised by King Qi Yuan killed the human demon who was also dressed in red.
As a result, Hancai suddenly felt more at peace in his heart, and immediately there was a little regret in his eyes: "It's just a pity, the moonlight is cold, and the Guanghan Palace is nourished with cold righteousness, but it is also as lonely as the moonlight."
Hancai's words made Pei Yingui think of Lu Jing, who had a mighty heart and cultivated a sky-high and blazing sword energy.
But then, Pei Yingui suddenly shook his head.
"Don't let other people be affected by many things." She thought this way, and as her mind flashed, she took out the ancient book from before.
"Can I thank Mr. Lu Jing with the magical powers found in ancient books and ask him to teach me the meaning of words? I'll be fine?"
Pei Yingui thought about this and seemed to have made up his mind: "In three to five days at most, nothing will go wrong and no one will find out."
——
[Sending Princess Chong'an to the north, she encountered an assassination disaster and gained a thunderous energy.]
Lu Jing was sitting on the bed in the room, raising his hands, a spirit brewing with thunder was flowing continuously in his hands.
"Whether you send it or not, both are auspicious signs, and the rewards are similar. However, this [Zhenlei Jiusi Qi] is quite extraordinary."
Before Lu Jingzao went to Jiao Shen Mountain, he had already known that he would be assassinated because he sought good luck and avoided bad luck.
But now Lu Jing has a solid foundation and has many treasures to rely on.
Under this situation, Lu Jing did not need to make any arrangements, nor did he need to go to the library to ask Mr. Guanqi like he did before killing Xu Baiyan.
He went forward with his head held high, relying on his existing knowledge to eliminate this assassination disaster.
This is also the reason why Lu Jing is so confident.
"This time, the fate of pursuing good luck and avoiding evil is also in the hexagram, which reveals that the assassination originated from the Li Mansion, which is probably the difference between the hexagrams of Zhouyi."
"The nine hexagrams on the big animal symbolize good fortune, blessings from heaven, revelations from heaven, knowledge of disasters, and disasters... These hexagrams can be said to be encountered but not sought after."
Lu Jing took a deep breath, bursts of light flashed in his eyes, and then fell on the Thunderous Nine-Four Qi wrapped around his hand.
【Ninety-Four: Zhen Sui Mu. Xiang said: Zhen Sui Mu is not light yet.】
[The Qi of Thunder Nine Four: It can be accumulated in martial arts and mystical skills. It can be integrated into the mystical skills with a thunder and lightning. When the mystical skills move, the thunder and lightning will be generated.]
"Although this auspicious elephant harvest only has this aura, the aura of Thunder Nine Four is extraordinary. The martial arts mystical skills carry thunder, and the thunder roars. Not only does the combat power increase greatly, but the thunder is also very magical in nature.
It is a natural deterrent to spirits, evil spirits, and ghosts."
"It is said that the Dafu champion general's fists are like spring thunder, and when he swings a punch, it explodes like spring thunder. Many Yuanshen monks who are one or two levels higher than him, confront him head-on, but they can only retreat and dare not use his edge at all.
"
Lu Jing nodded with satisfaction.
Naturally, he would not expect to be able to match the fist power of the champion general with such a thunderous energy, but there is no doubt that with this profound energy, his martial arts combat power can also be greatly improved.
"This thunderous energy can be integrated into the fifth level of Zhenxuan Palm."
Lu Jing had been planning in his mind for a long time, then he closed his eyes, adjusted his breath, and practiced the Daxue Mountain Zhenxuan Gong.
He has not yet understood the Nine Gods' Mysterious Technique obtained from the Nine Gods Lotus.
Lu Jing also does not intend to use his destiny vitality to improve the level of "comprehension" of his destiny.
The reason is that practicing the Nine Gods Holding Mystic Method requires at least the Snow Mountain Realm.
Even if Lu Jing had completely understood the introductory method of Jiu Shen Zhi Xuan, he would not be able to practice it at all.
Instead of doing this, it is better to save the vitality of the destiny first, because he wants to use the vitality of the destiny to increase the level of Wrath of the Minghuang Fate.
Although the common man's wrath is only a bright yellow destiny, it can play a great role in actual combat.
For example, in this battle against the great monk, he killed the great monk with a snow-drinking knife. The sword he swung seemed to have no mysterious power, and only relied on his own blood and terrifying strength.
But in fact, with Lu Jing's own strength, it was impossible to kill the body-protecting essence and blood of the Great Wisdom Bodhisattva with one sword.
What really works is the instantaneous surge of qi, blood and energy under the Wrath of the Man.
"This snow-drinking knife has played a big role."
Lu Jing thought of Nan Xuehu who had the sword taken away from him, and then recalled that what he did randomly at that time turned out to be of great use, and he couldn't help but smile.
He became interested, and while exploring, the Snow-Drinking Knife in the Yun Kong Pattern appeared in his hand.
The snow-drinking knife is unsheathed.
The silver-white blade reflected Lu Jing's face, and a cold wind blew faintly on the mirror-like blade.
The cold light is biting and the blade is terrifying.
"It is indeed a good sword. It deserves to be a famous fifth-grade sword. In terms of the sharpness of the weapon and the increase in amplitude, the black sandalwood sword that has been promoted to the sixth grade is far inferior to the Snow Drinking Sword."
"It's just that after all, this is a martial arts treasure. It weighs three hundred kilograms. The qi and blood bonus is much higher than the vitality bonus. The spirit of the long sword does not match the sword. Otherwise, it can be used to control the sword."
When Lu Jing was thinking about this, an idea suddenly occurred in his mind.
His mind moved slightly, and the Lushan Guan Shen Jade appeared in his hand. A spiritual thought slowly flowed, communicating with the Lushan Guan Shen Jade and looking at the Snow Drinking Knife.
In a moment, Lu Jing saw a burst of dazzling light rising from the snow-drinking knife.
Immediately afterwards, a lot of information flowed and fell into Lu Jing's mind.
【Drinking Snow Knife
Fact 1: In the Gumo Kingdom of the Western Regions, there were people who were good at forging. They obtained the snow from the peak of the Tianshan Mountains and the iron from the Tianshan Mountains' veins to cast this knife.
Fact 2: Later, it fell into the hands of Che Juli, a famous general from the Gumo Kingdom. Che Juli spent his whole life practicing swordsmanship.
Knowledge Three: Che Juli died in battle, and the spirit of his sword spirit was integrated into it...]
Lu Jing's mind moved slightly, and he could vaguely see a scene hanging above the snow-drinking knife.
But I saw a vague figure standing in front of thousands of troops holding a snow-drinking knife. The cold light of the knife burst out with heavy energy and blood, weighing more than ten thousand kilograms. If pressed with one knife, it would be as heavy as a boulder.
The vague figure is dancing with the sword, but the twelve sword techniques can be ever-changing. Sometimes it is fast and fierce, sometimes it is defensive, sometimes it has the potential to split mountains, and sometimes it can defeat thousands of armies!
Lu Jing's brows twitched slightly as he watched this set of sword techniques in ecstasy.
"This set of sword techniques has the spirit of martial arts integrated into it. This is the innate power and spirit of the sword."
Martial arts are innate, not only the qi and blood are innate, but the spirit of martial arts can also be nurtured in every move, every sword!
The innate martial arts corresponds to the divine fire of the soul.
Once you reach the innate realm, you can be called a true martial arts master.
The nine levels of innateness, one level of realm and one level of heaven, rely not only on the abundance of innate Qi and blood, but also on the fierceness and thickness of the martial arts spirit.
"[Climbing Tianshan]... There is such a set of sword skills hidden in the Snow Drinking Knife."
Lu Jing's eyes flashed with light and he raised his knife!
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Hengshan Mansion, in a dark secret room.
Painful gasps and the pungent smell of blood filled the air.
Gu Chenxiao held a razor in front of a table, carefully preparing the prey in front of him.
Scraping the meat, removing the bones, peeling the skin... all the actions are as smooth as a cloud.
The creature on the table still retains consciousness until this moment, but can only gasp in pain.
In the distance, a man wearing golden armor with an expressionless face was standing with his head bowed.
In the secret room, there was a blindfolded and pale woman, lowering her head and playing the piano.
Waves of melodious music fell into the ears of Gu Chenxiao, who was still dressed in red and had bloodshot eyes.
Gu Chenxiao seemed to enjoy it very much. He would always stop what he was doing, close his eyes and listen to the sound of the piano. Occasionally, he would hum a few lines along with the melody of the piano.
"Going to the southeast, the branches are red, and the bones and blood are bright red... The world calls me crazy, but I am an independent cloud head, wearing blood red..."
Gu Chenxiao sang this, stretched out his bright red tongue and licked his lips, put down the razor in his hand, took a few steps back, and sat on the throne.
He picked up the wine next to him and took a few sips, his eyes always falling on the prey on the table. His eyes were full of intoxication, as if he was admiring a treasure.
"Lu Jing is unexpected."
Gu Chenxiao suddenly spoke and said to the golden-armored general: "If I could skin these young geniuses..."
"Prince!"
The golden-armored general spoke up, interrupting Gu Chenxiao's words: "Lu Jing is not an ordinary person. The Qi State is indeed the top priority for Da Fu.
Lord Dafu also treated the prince very favorably, but this is not his hometown after all, so why should he offend someone like Lu Jing?"
General Jin Jia still didn't raise his head when he spoke, as if he had great respect for Gu Chenxiao, but the admonishment in his words was not compromised at all.
Gu Chenxiao was not stupid. He grinned and shook his head: "It's just an old addiction. There are countless heroes in the world. I have cut off many people's heads and skinned many people. The difference is huge.
Lu Jing said that those who are different from me do not want to work with each other. Geniuses like this are always a little arrogant. That is why I want him to know that I have also seen the heads of many geniuses and whether they were alive before they died.
You can still uphold your own way.”
General Jin Jia was about to speak.
Gu Chenxiao glanced at him again, and the smile on his face became even brighter: "However, you don't need to worry. Although my hands are itchy, I understand that this is not Qi State, nor is it one of the weak countries around Qi State.
This is Dafu Taixuanjing, the most prosperous place in the world!
Lu Jing is so talented, even if he bumps into me, what will happen if I give him some respect?"
The golden-armored general looked slightly relieved and seemed to be relieved.
But I never thought that the smile on Gu Chenxiao's face became more and more ferocious: "But good and evil are not mutually exclusive. The world calls me the Prince of Evil, and I also consider myself to be sinking among all the evil in this world.
Everyone in Taixuan Jing praised Lu Jing and said he was a kind man, which aroused my interest."
"That night in the Flower Pavilion, since he thought he was kind and ignored me, the evil prince, I also told him that although Taixuanjing is vast, we will always meet each other.
Because of this...he may not die, but he will paint a picture for me."
General Jin Jia was silent for a while and said: "If the prince likes painting..."
"I want him to paint!" Gu Chenxiao's face suddenly turned blue-purple, his eyes popped out, and his originally handsome face was now frightening: "I followed your Majesty's order and came to Taixuanjing to do this.
This proton was given special treatment to me by Holy Lord Dafu. At this time when Northern Qin was rising, even the ordinary Prince Dafu could not be compared with me!
I have made such a sacrifice, and I just want a painting, just like I want a human skin or a human head, so what does it mean?"
General Jin Jia was completely speechless. He slowly backed away and exited the secret room.
Because at this moment, the golden-armored general who has been accompanying Gu Chenxiao for a long time already knows... Gu Chenxiao's crazy thoughts are getting stronger and stronger. Once he has made up his mind, he will not give up until he achieves his goal.
"Fortunately, the prince is still somewhat clear-sighted. At least in Taixuanjing, he can't kill the great fu Tianjiao."
The golden-armored general raised his head, his face was normal, but his eyes had no pupils, which was quite strange: "If it's just a painting... it's okay."
It was still night the next day.
Huaishi palace had already dispatched a carriage to welcome Lu Jing into the palace.
Lu Jing had just walked out of Kongshan Alley, and at the entrance of Kongshan Alley on Yanglu Street, a carriage stopped in it.
In the alleyway not far from the carriage... there was a familiar figure.
The figure was staring blankly at the stars in the sky, with fluttering red clothes on his body, his eyes were a little blurry, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
All the clouds and fog in the sky have dispersed today.
In the cold night of winter, the stars are shining like a heavy rain at this moment.
Lu Jing stood there, thought for a moment, and then said...