Chapter 152: Heaven in the sky, the sword is like a dragon
Starry wine falls.
Even at this time, people are walking in the middle of the night, Yanglu Street and Kongshan Alley are still shining with faint light.
The stars in the sky are like a suspended rainstorm, shining brightly under the reflection of some mysterious light.
Shengzi stands under such starlight.
After not seeing her for many days, this woman who had always been full of energy turned out to be a little thin. Even in the starlight, there was not much brilliance in her eyes.
When Sheng Zi heard Lu Jing's soft call, she seemed to become nervous instantly and turned her head stiffly.
Today, Lu Jing is rarely seen wearing white clothes, with a black sword at his waist, his long black hair tied casually behind his back, and his deep eyes, like jade shining in the dark night.
Shengzi looked at Lu Jing and opened her red lips, but for a moment she didn't know how to respond.
Lu Jing walked up to Sheng Zi with a smile on his face: "You haven't eaten well these days? You look a little thin."
Liu Yemei's graceful and graceful eyebrows relaxed slightly. She hesitated and looked at the carriage in front of Kongshan Lane: "If you rush to the palace, I can wait for you in front of the palace until you are married."
The third prince’s lessons..."
"No need." Lu Jing waved gently to the carriage, and the royal carriage moved forward quietly and drove out of Yanglu Street.
"It's actually still early, and it doesn't matter if you arrive late. The Thirteenth Prince can just practice his pen and ink on his own."
"Then I... will give it to you." Sheng Zi whispered.
The two walked side by side on the street.
Yesterday's snow had not gone away yet, and the snowflakes were scattered on the blue bricks. Lu Jing and Sheng Zi walked quietly like this.
Lu Jing, who was usually quite gentle and took care of other people's feelings, now didn't know what to say.
Shengzi always lowered her head, letting the cold wind blow by, causing her clothes to flutter.
They walked for a long time and passed several streets. Taixuan Palace was already in sight in the distance.
Shengzi's steps became slower and slower, as if she was afraid that Taixuan Palace would arrive and she would have no excuse to linger.
For a long time, this woman who usually wore red and was very arrogant finally couldn't hold it in anymore. She was about to speak when she heard Lu Jing, who was silent all the way, actually looking at the brightly lit palace not far away.
, spoke slowly.
"Actually, I have always wanted to apologize to you." Lu Jing said this way: "That night under the Yanyu Bridge, I actually shouldn't have asked you like that. I was only concerned about my desire to be believed, but I never thought about it at that time.
The person kneeling under my sword is your childhood playmate and your trusted friend."
"If it were me, I wouldn't know how to answer. That impulsive question would probably make you feel confused and at a loss.
Now that I think about it, what I want to ask for is also something I cannot give, such as desperate trust or desperate consideration."
Lu Jing was walking beside Shengzi and spoke these pure words.
Sheng Zhi, who was about to speak just now, turned his head at a loss and stared at Lu Jing's touching profile.
At this time, Lu Jingzhuan turned around and said with a smile on his face: "You see, people actually have selfishness buried in their hearts, just like me.
Where in the world can there be perfect people who never make mistakes?"
He frankly admitted his shortcomings to Shengzi.
Shengzi couldn't help but stand there, looking at the scene like this, and a lot of starlight finally melted in her eyes, becoming crystal clear and bright.
"I came here today because I actually wanted to apologize to you."
Sheng Zi licked her lips and said, "Many of these things have made me very confused. I thought about them for a long time and didn't know how to deal with them.
Later, every time I sit in the courtyard, I will always think of those scenes, and I will always think of what I said to you that day in the courtyard of Kongshan Lane..."
"Because of this, I suddenly figured it out a few days ago.
In fact, many times, I don't need to think too much. Since I said those words to you, even if there are many things that I don't have answers to, I just need to come and see you.
If you are angry, I will apologize to you.
If you don't want to see me, I will wait by the road you must pass every day.
If you don't want to talk to me, I'll write you a letter."
"In this matter, both you and me are
There is no right or wrong.
Since I feel troubled by this matter, why not publish this article, I am willing to apologize for this, and I am also willing to please you for this."
The originally silent grand gesture suddenly became bold, and he looked directly at Lu Jing.
Lu Jing did not shy away from Sheng Zi's blazing eyes. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "I actually remember that tomorrow is your birthday."
The smile on Shengzi's face became more and more beautiful: "Yes, I will be twenty years old in the blink of an eye. If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would have been married long ago."
"However, it's better to get married later. Just like other young masters and ladies in Xuandu, you can see more scenery that others can't see and don't have to worry about it anymore.
The only bad thing is... I'm three years older than you."
Lu Jinghun didn't care and took the initiative to shake his head and smile: "In that case, I want to wish you a birthday. I have also prepared gifts these days. Although they are not expensive, I have put some thought into them.
If you don't want to invite me, I'll ask Lu Yi to hand it over."
Shengzi's face was slightly red, but for some reason, her eyes were also a little red.
So she hurriedly turned around and waved her hand towards Lu Jing: "Since we can see you tomorrow, you should hurry into Taixuan Palace. If you keep the Thirteenth Prince waiting for too long, you will inevitably lose your etiquette."
"Okay, see you tomorrow." Lu Jing also waved towards Shengzi, and the dark clouds that had accumulated in his heart dissipated a lot.
Shengzi had helped him a lot as early as when he was in the Lu Mansion. At that time, Lu Jing had no wealth and was still a humble concubine and a controversial son-in-law.
Even the people of the same clan in the Lu family were not willing to show him any more kindness. Only this young lady from the Taishu Pavilion's Second Assistant Mansion treated him as equals when they first met, without any arrogance.
The reason why Lu Jing was able to embark on the path of spiritual practice was also because of his grand appearance.
Although it was just a transaction at the time, Shengzi did not care about the pros and cons of the transaction at the time, and bluntly stated that she wanted to make a friend like Lu Jing.
In a real sense, Sheng Zi was the first friend Lu Jing made when he came to this big world. Because of this, Lu Jing also cherished his relationship with Sheng Zi very much.
The two of them said goodbye like this.
Lu Jing headed towards Taixuan Palace.
Shengzi walked towards Changning Street. The difference from before was that at this time, Shengzi's eyes were no longer numb, there was more smile on her face, and even her steps became excited.
She resisted not looking at Lu Jing's back, but after walking dozens of steps, Sheng Zi finally couldn't hold it in anymore. She brushed her long hair behind her back and looked behind her "naturally".
Lu Jing had already arrived in front of Taixuan Palace, and the guards guarding the gate also saluted Lu Jing.
The slender and upright body and the heroic appearance of the young man made Sheng Zi feel a little dazed.
More than three months ago, who would have known that the boy in cold clothes studying in the crevices of the rockery could grow to this point?
"I have a good eye."
Shengzi was in a state of admiration as she blinked her eyes and thought like this when she was just in love.
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The fact that Lu Jing killed a Shenhuo monk and dragged the body to Wulong Street obviously reached the ears of the Thirteenth Prince.
When Lu Jing was teaching today, the Thirteenth Prince's young eyes shone with even more reverence as he looked closely at Lu Jing in front of him.
It wasn't until the break that the Thirteenth Prince asked with great interest: "Sir, are you really only seventeen years old this year?"
Lu Jing hasn't answered yet.
The Thirteenth Prince patted the table excitedly: "It's really surprising that you can kill a divine fire monk at the age of seventeen."
"Sir, when do you think I will be able to reach the realm of divine fire, wield a sword with divine fire, and travel thousands of miles a day?"
Lu Jing looked at the Thirteenth Prince in front of him, who had red lips and white teeth, and two dimples at the corners of his mouth when he smiled. He didn't hesitate much and said with a smile: "You are of the blood of the Holy King, so you don't have to worry too much. Your talent is naturally not bad.
It seems that someone has already nurtured your spirit and refined your body.
From now on, when you become an adult, you will at least be a divine fire cultivator.
The Thirteenth Prince nodded excitedly, and immediately there was some admiration on his face: "When it comes to talents, the eldest brother, the seventh brother is the most extraordinary. The eldest brother is still young and has already cultivated a body of divine appearance.
I have also practiced the mysterious Bodhisattva method of killing animals, and I may be able to become an immortal in heaven in the future...
Seven Emperors
Brother studies hard on weekdays, although he has never developed the awe-inspiring spirit like Mr., but I went to see him a few days ago, and his eyes moved slightly, and I saw multiple fairyland scenes, as if they were reflected in his double pupils.
An ancient immortal dwelling place.
If my cultivation talent is half as good as theirs, it would be considered excellent."
After Lu Jing heard what the Thirteenth Prince said, he thought for a moment and then wrote.
The pen and ink fell on the paper. When the Thirteenth Prince looked carefully, he saw that the golden page seemed to have ignited a raging fire, shining with flames, as if it wanted to devour everything.
The Thirteenth Prince was stunned. He didn't react until a few breaths passed, and then rubbed his eyes.
The flame and the light also faded away in an instant. Upon closer inspection, the word "violent" was actually written in cursive on the paper.
Lu Jing had already put down the pen in his hand and gently pushed the gold leaf paper forward.
"As the young master of the Thirteenth Prince, I always have to teach him some principles."
Lu Jing's voice was calm, and he stared into the Thirteenth Prince's eyes and said: "Last time I wrote the word 'sword' for you, so that you could observe it carefully, and you have learned something from it.
You should always copy the word "violent" today. The spirit in it may not be suitable for you, but if you hear it and get used to it, my prince, you will have one more choice.
At such a young age, the Thirteenth Prince was lost in thought while looking at the words on the paper. After a long time, the Thirteenth Prince stood up, saluted Lu Jing, and said, "Please teach me, sir."
Lu Jing smiled casually: "My cultivation level is still shallow, but I am still in the realm of spiritual transformation, so I can't teach you advanced methods.
But when I practice Yuan Shen, I always have one thought in my mind, which is "You need to be fierce in seeking the Tao, brewing the spirit in your chest, and cultivating a spirit of self-confidence."
"Prince, the Seventh Prince's cultivation talent is naturally amazing, there is no doubt about it.
However, practitioners should not be arrogant, nor can they predict the future path based on their talent for cultivation. Instead, they should cultivate the courage to swallow up thousands of miles. They must not underestimate themselves, nor think that they are weaker than others."
"The word "violent" is the meaning. You must pursue the Tao with a fierce heart, and you must also work hard with a fierce heart. When you look up at the mountains in front of you, you must not feel that these mountains are insurmountable."
"Those who achieve great things must not only have extraordinary talents, but also must have perseverance and perseverance. Just vigorously seek the truth... Thirteenth prince, what do you think?"
The Thirteenth Prince lowered his head, his face pondering, and his eyes fell on the words on the paper.
When he was still young, the gentlemen of the Imperial College had already begun to teach him the Four Books and Five Classics.
But after all, these gentlemen are not prince's junior teachers. They only teach their own subjects and do not extend them too much.
The Thirteenth Prince, who was less than ten years old, had naturally seen Lu Jing's principles in books.
But when Lu Jing in front of him wrote the word "violent" in his own handwriting and explained it carefully, the Thirteenth Prince stared at Lu Jing's cursive handwriting, and his feelings were much more intense than when he usually read.
"Not only must you have extraordinary talents, you must also have perseverance..."
"You need to be fierce in your pursuit of the truth, don't belittle yourself."
The more the young Thirteenth Prince saw the word "violent", the more excited he felt and the more confident he became.
It's like the towering mountains in front of him were climbed by him because he stepped on the clouds and flew to the sky!
He took a deep breath, looked at Lu Jing, and saluted Lu Jing again.
"Sir, you are my young master. From now on, you only need to call me by my first name. The road ahead will be long, so please teach me, sir."
After getting along with each other for more than ten days, because of Lu Jing's many deeds and the fact that the young prince's master in front of him is indeed a real person.
His views on the Four Books and Five Classics are often very unique, and his speech is not as rigid as other gentlemen. These factors make the Thirteenth Prince extremely satisfied with Lu Jing, the young master.
Now, the word "violent" seems to have a unique power, making his unformed mind even more firm...
Although the Thirteenth Prince is still young, he also knows how important a qualified young master is to his growth.
Because of all these reasons, as a prince, he respected Lu Jing more and more.
Lu Jing did not reject him, but he did not actually call him by his first name. He said seriously: "Prince Yanxu, copy these two words carefully and tell me about yourself.
But it’s beneficial.”
Prince Yanxu: "Be taught."
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Lu Jing Wulong Street and his entourage had already spread throughout the library in just one day.
So when Lu Jing walked through the white snow outside the door and walked into the library that was like spring all year round, countless eyes fell on him.
Even though they were far apart, some library disciples stopped, saluted Lu Jing respectfully, and called out: "Mr. Jing."
Lu Jing nodded gently as always and walked alone along the path to the library.
When most of the disciples in the library saw him, most of them had reverence in their eyes.
When Lu Jing first entered the library, the disciples in the library would always hesitate after hearing about his age, even if they believed in the library's choice.
But later...
In just a few months, this seventeen-year-old library man became famous for his cursive calligraphy skills in Taixuanjing. It is said that he also put the finishing touch on the awe-inspiring night, and a vision suddenly appeared.
The real dragon in the night sky is flying out of Lu Jing's painting.
When he painted a real dragon, he actually developed an awe-inspiring spirit in his chest, which shows his profound knowledge.
Another Shenhuo monk assassinated him, and he took the body to Wulong Street. He was not afraid of the fierce display of many ferocious generals, and resolutely threw the body in front of Li's house in Xuandu.
Li Guanlong of the Shaozhu Kingdom had great achievements and was respected by many people, and most people did not suspect him.
But some people in the library felt that Mr. Lu Jing was doing this to clarify his ambition, and in the name of giving gifts, he was questioning the Li family in Xuandu...
Of course, there is no need to mention the courage required.
For an ordinary person, just seeing the heavenly dragon carved on the front door of the Li family in Xuandu would weaken his courage by five points. If he saw those fierce warriors in front of the Li family, even his courage would be as thick as a mountain.
Bottoming out...
All kinds of things.
For a time, Lu Jing's reputation among the disciples of the library almost reached a certain peak.
Many library disciples and even library teachers also think that Lu Jing should probably go to the third floor.
Look through the classics and see what is hidden under the surface of the world, think about your own path, and think about the true meaning of knowledge.
Lu Jing resisted these gazes and went to Hanmo Academy. After attending a cursive calligraphy class and having lunch with several gentlemen led by Guan Changsheng, he walked out of the dining hall and wanted to go back to his room.
Until he walked to the clear pond in Hanmo Academy, he saw Mr. Jiu with one arm not far away, struggling to clean a big knife.
The broadsword was quite wide, as tall as a person.
Lu Jing looked carefully, and saw that the broadsword was glowing with a cold silver light, and it was freezing cold, but the blade was covered in rust, making it look old and dilapidated.
"This knife is probably what Senior Feng Mian calls Qingshan Cutting?"
Lu Jing's thoughts moved slightly and he headed towards Mr. Jiu by the pool.
One of Mr. Jiu's arms was broken for no apparent reason. He put the big knife on the shore and left the water in the clear pond with his left hand. The wine fell on the big knife. There was nothing else in his hand, but he simply rubbed it with his palms.
Wipe the rust off the knife.
Lu Jing walked closer and was surprised to find that when Mr. Jiu wiped the sword with one hand, the rust on the sword disappeared in an instant.
But every time Mr. Jiu takes away his left hand, the rust stains will slowly emerge, just like before.
"Have you eaten yet?" Mr. Jiu seemed to realize that the person coming behind him was Lu Jing, and his tone was still so warm: "The food prepared in the dining hall in the courtyard is even more delicious than other places in Hanmo Academy."
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"Have eaten, Mr. Jiu, can I help you?" Lu Jing walked to Mr. Jiu. Without thinking much, he lifted up his clothes, sat down next to Mr. Jiu like him.
Mr. Jiu shook his head and said with a regretful smile: "My knife only recognizes me from beginning to end, no one else can touch it.
It's just that this sword has decayed because of me, and the spirit of the sword has fallen asleep because of it, and the rust stains on the blade have come from this.
Nowadays, I am just obsessed with cleaning by the pool. If I want to clean the rust on the knife, it is actually hopeless to rely on clean water from the world."
Lu Jing was curious after listening to Mr. Jiu's words, but he also knew etiquette, and sometimes he shouldn't be too careful about other people's affairs.
ask.
Mr. Jiu was quite open-minded. He looked at Lu Jing beside him and said with a smile: "My sword was once named Qingshan. It was born in my hometown, Qingcheng Mountain. Then something happened, and Qingcheng Mountain provoked the wrath of heaven.
I was punished by God.
And when I was young, I also felt that God had a destiny that could not be refuted, so I cut the green mountains with this knife, and I became the executioner in that disaster."
Mr. Jiu had a smile in his eyes when he spoke, but for some reason, when these words fell into Lu Jing's ears, Lu Jing felt that there was great sadness in Mr. Jiu's heart.
"There must be some hidden secrets in it, otherwise Mr. Jiu would not describe the green mountains every day." Lu Jing thought secretly in his heart.
As expected, Mr. Jiu turned slightly when he said this, then turned around again and continued to persistently and needlessly clean the rust stains on Zhanqing Mountain.
"But later, Master told me that whether it is the stars in the sky or the immortals looking down on the world, sometimes they make mistakes and sometimes have evil thoughts.
I cut off the green mountains with the green hills, cut off the homeland where I grew up, and committed the monstrous murderous thoughts. The sharp original intention in the past has actually disappeared."
"The faith as thick as a mountain in my heart has long since collapsed. Because of this, ever since Mr. Guanqi saved my life, I can no longer paint green mountains."
Mr. Jiu seemed to be telling other people's stories. From beginning to end, he had the same smile on his face.
Lu Jing listened silently and didn't say anything more.
Mr. Jiu suddenly changed the subject and said: "Lu Jing, now Mr. Guanqi has an unimaginable burden on your shoulders, and he appreciates you very much...
Have you ever known this?"
Lu Jing looked slightly startled, then nodded slightly.
When Mr. Jiu saw Lu Jing's expression, the smile on his face became more gentle: "Mr. Guanqi is a true gentleman. When I was about to die, he pulled me out of the Qingshan tomb. It has been forty-eight years since the master has been dead.
During these forty-eight years, Mr. Guanqi has been silently shouldering his heavy responsibility. The world, the mortal world and heaven, and even Dafu Taixuan City, are far less peaceful than what we have seen.
He had some ideals in his heart, and when he was young, he once refuted celebrities all over the world, hoping that his ideals would bloom on this earth, among ordinary but precious creatures!
But... wars, killings, ambitions, and many disasters followed one after another, making the people of this world miserable...
Later, Mr. Fourth passed away, and Mr. Guanqi remained silent for a night and never spoke again. He also took this opportunity to practice the precept of silence, and his spiritual thoughts remained silent until you entered the library."
"Maybe he saw some hope in you.
"Mr. Jiu said eloquently.
Lu Jing remained silent and listened.
He recalled that when he first met Mr. Guanqi, Mr. Guanqi actually treated him as a disciple.
When he first entered the library, apart from being good at writing and ink, his knowledge was not enough to become a second-floor teacher in the library.
Then... Mr. Guanqi only asked him to excerpt from classics to calm his mind, and also asked him to read some truths from those classics.
Now that I think about it...this is actually Mr. Guanqi's good intentions.
Mr. Jiu smiled at him: "In fact, there is no master. The other gentlemen are scattered in libraries all over the world. Although they have a very profound foundation, if they want to realize the ideal of the library, there is also heavy pressure."
"But you don't have to bear any pressure. Let everything take its course. If you feel that the world shouldn't be like this in the future and are willing to truly become a member of the library, it would be best."
“If you feel that climbing high places or sitting around fishing is more suitable for you, the library will never impose any ideals on you.
You just need to grow up and read all the classics in the library, it doesn't matter.
This place itself is a place for reading and educating people.”
After he finished saying this, he stood up and cut the green mountain in his hand still stained with rust.
Mr. Jiu held the knife in one hand and put it down gently.
The famous sword slashed the green mountain and pierced into the soil beside the pool, disappearing.
Lu Jing was still deep in thought, and Mr. Jiu didn't say much. He was about to turn around when he heard Lu Jing hesitate and ask: What is the ideal of the library?"
Mr. Jiu turned around, his green clothes fluttering. He did not answer directly.
, but asked Lu Jing: Lu Jing, do you know what kind of world this world is except for a few prosperous places?"
Lu Jing shook his head.
The gentle smile on Mr. Jiu's face gradually faded away. He looked up at the sky and then around, and a faint voice came...
"There are immortals in the sky looking down at the human world, thinking that if the gates of heaven are opened and the gates of heaven are opened and closed, they can determine the affairs of the human world."
"The vitality of the earth is vast, but it is divided by blood. Mortal creatures have not benefited from it at all, but have been burdened by it."
"The four pillars of heaven were cut off many times, disasters occurred one after another in the world, the people were in dire straits, many people in the place couldnibalize each other, and dishonesty prevailed."
"The prosperous place where the orioles sing and the swallows dance, the splendor reaches the extreme..."
"This world is filled with blood and tears, and some is filled with bones!
The law of the jungle has existed since ancient times, and it is understandable that the strong occupy more resources, but in the end, the vast majority of living beings must be given a way to survive.
We don’t want all people in the world to be equal, but human life is not trivial after all. We cannot let those immortals who look down on the world, those who are born with strong blood and great ambitions... take human life too lightly."
Mr. Jiu's expression was indifferent: "What I told you today is just the tip of the iceberg. When you leave Taixuanjing, when you witness the evil in the world, when you can truly see the heaven and earth clearly, you may have the answer in your heart.
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When the time comes, you can make your choice."
"Lu Jing is still deep in thought.
Mr. Jiu glanced at the silent Lu Jing and turned away.
But Mr. Jiu only took a few steps.
Suddenly, there was a burst of thunder in the sky.
The roar of thunder was terrifying.
Mr. Jiu frowned and raised his eyes to the sky.
But he saw a ray of light shining in the sky, and he could vaguely see a heavenly gate standing in the sky. There was an immortal looking down at the heavenly gate, as if he was looking for something.
Such sights are invisible to ordinary people.
But at this moment, Lu Jing, who had his head lowered, suddenly felt another thunderous energy coming out of him!
Mr. Jiu, who was originally wondering, suddenly changed his expression...
He lowered his head.
I felt the soil on the ground begin to loosen.
In an instant, the light of the sword suddenly appeared, and the famous sword Qingshan broke out of the ground, merging with the thunderous energy coming from Lu Jing's body...
Lu Jing seemed to be aware of it, he held the famous sword and chopped the green mountain, and the vast sword intention emerged from it, completely covering Lu Jing.
The sword's intent was terrifying, and Lu Jing's body was filled with energy and blood. At the same time, thunder sounded from Lu Jing's body!
Mr. Jiu looked carefully.
However, he discovered that at this moment, the original rust stains on the Zhanqing Mountain in Lu Jing's hands had completely disappeared.
The blue light flashed, the sword was like a dragon, and Lu Jing was like a dragon with the sword's intention!
In the self-cultivation tower.
Mr. Guanqi, who was looking at the sky, had a smile on his face.
He saw.........the heavenly barrier in the sky had disappeared.