If you can’t become a son-in-law, you have to be destined to become a saint. Chapter 187 Elegy can be used as weeping, and distant view can be used as angelica
Chapter 187 Elegy can be used as weeping, and distant view can be used as angelica
The Tibetan Buddha sculptures are solemn and majestic, with a solemn treasure appearance.
There is gurgling water at the foot of the Buddha sculpture. It seems that because of the dense Buddhist aura, it is not threatened by the cold winter and is still flowing in the mountain stream of Jokhang Mountain.
Lu Jing stood in the distance, looking at Monk Lian'e whose blood was wandering around his body.
There was a turmoil all over this Buddhist disciple of Landa Temple, and he was like a bloody storm, wandering in this quiet Buddhist land.
Buddhism also has many thoughts!
The Buddhist disciples of Landa Temple practice the method of the Angry-Eye Buddha, and want to kill living beings and fall into hell, ignite all the evil fires in their bodies, and ascend the lotus throne to become a Buddha.
Before that, when he walks in the secular world, he must kill the dharma to eliminate the evil thoughts of the world.
Lu Chongshan was still sitting on the rock in front of the desk.
He saw Lu Jing from a distance, who was now wearing white clothes and wearing two treasures on his waist, and a sincere smile appeared on his face.
Although there is still a lot of sadness in his eyes, after all, it is not like a pool of stagnant water before.
Monk Lian'e's murderous aura was getting stronger. He turned his head, and the Sanskrit words full of murderous intent on his naked upper body were still flowing with wisps of blood.
The void behind him was dyed red by this magnificent energy and blood, and wherever the storm passed, it was filled with bloody killing energy.
This Buddhist disciple of Landa Temple has traveled through the thirty-six countries of the Western Regions for the past few years and killed countless living beings!
If he were an ordinary monk, if he looked at him with such an angry look, his soul would be much darker, and his masculine energy and blood would be extinguished by this bloody aura.
He looked at Lu Jing with murderous intent in his eyes, but Lu Jing's expression did not change. Instead, he saluted Lu Chongshan: "Uncle Chongshan."
"Are you here?" Lu Chongshan's voice was cold, but his eyes were much softer. He took a careful look at the white clothes on Lu Jing's body given by Taixuan Palace, and then focused on the two treasures that could control the wind and rain, and nodded deeply.
"Being in a dark place, you can break away from the secular world and always have a heart for learning. This is the greatest nourishment in life.
Wherever the wind blows, vitality suddenly appears, and vigorous flowers will naturally bloom."
Lu Chongshan, fluttering in his green clothes, agreed with Lu Jingdao: "Walk your own way alone, wipe your heart from time to time, don't let your pure heart be covered in dust."
This second master of the Lu family, who once had a reputation as a romantic in Taixuanjing, finally traveled to Hainan Road and returned home with a pure heart covered in dust, had something to say, and there was emotion in his eyes.
Lu Jing's expression remained the same, but there was determination in his eyes: "Uncle, Lu Jing remembers."
Monk Lian'e did not interrupt the two of them until Lu Jing finished speaking, and then said: "Lu Jing, do you want to stop me?"
Lian'e's face was meticulous, with Qi and blood flowing from his body, and his eyes were majestic and angry, just like a living Vajra!
"You became the leader of the three trials in front of the palace, obtained two treasures, and now you have advanced to the realm of divine fire. Do you think... you can stop the angry-eyed Buddha from killing animals?"
Monk Lian'e spoke calmly, but with a lot of confidence.
Lu Jingdao: "Master Lian'e, you are a disciple of the Buddha from Landa Temple. You were born with the appearance of the Buddha with Angry Eyes. The Sutra of the Buddha with Angry Eyes is on your body. With your cultivation, you have already entered the realm of the Divine Appearance.
How can I stop you?"
Monk Lian'e clasped his hands together, shook his head and said, "Lu Jing, among the many young people in Taixuanjing, you are the only cultivator who cannot be judged by common sense.
You once gathered a lot of fierce energy to develop a sword energy.
It's like a ray of light rising in the sky. The floating clouds cannot block this light, which makes me admire it deeply.
On that Dragon Dance Street, you used this sword energy to kill Master Li Yu who was three feet away from you, and I... couldn't stop you."
Monk Lian'e stared at Lu Jing seriously, his eyes were like an abyss, with many thoughts surging.
Lu Jing said frankly: "Master Lian'e, I am only three feet away from Master Li Yu on Wulong Street, but you are far away under the locust tree at the entrance of the street. It is not surprising that you didn't stop me.
But now my uncle Zhongshan is right in front of you, but I am far away from you. If you want to kill, of course I can't stop you."
"It's just... I have also read Buddhist scriptures. The Great Human Buddha of Daleiyin Temple said: Death is extremely painful. Who can not be afraid of it? But when you look at yourself, why eat other people's flesh? You will have the karma of killing. Death
Falling into the Hell of Calling, you have used your own speculation today to conclude that my uncle is a great demon who brings harm to the world. He is about to commit murder just because of his own thoughts. This is too casual to glare at the Buddha with anger."
Monk Lian'e asked: "Do you want to talk to me about Buddhism?"
Lu Jing still stood at the same place: "When it comes to Buddhism, I am naturally not as good as the Buddha, but... people can think and think, and their hearts are bound by attachments. This is the nobleness of human beings.
You want to kill people in this Buddhist land for your own selfish reasons, I'm afraid it's inappropriate."
Lian'e's eyes flashed with blood-colored light. He looked at Lu Jing and said, "I have read your three thousand words, and there are merits in them, but they value human life above all things.
Everything in the world is a living being, from insects, rats, plants and trees to dragons, elephants, whales and tigers.
But in your eyes, among all things, only human beings are the most precious. Don’t you also use your own eyes to pay attention to all the creatures in the world?"
Lian E questioned Lu Jing and bluntly said that his three thousand words were false.
Lu Jing's thoughts did not move at all, and he only said: "I was born as a human being, and when I see ordinary people in the world, I naturally have to consider them.
Although plants, insects, rats, tigers, leopards and lions are living beings, they do not have many thoughts or thoughts.
In today's world, dragons, demons, and demons live much better than tens of millions of ordinary people. In many places, dragons, demons, and demons even feed on human flesh and blood.
Now they are all stronger than others, so why should I mention them more?"
Lian'e retorted: "If humans are born more precious than all things, why should dragons, demons, and demons be stronger than all the people in the world?"
Lu Jing replied: "The most valuable thing about a person is that he is born weak, but his heart is always full of hope, and his future path has great flexibility.
As long as we practice the way of enlightenment, our flesh and blood body can be like a real dragon with a long lifespan, and our spirit, even though we are still in the world, can... be proud of the heaven and earth."
Lu Jing's voice was not loud, he just spoke casually.
Lingque, who was standing in the distance, and Monk Shenxiu, who had just reported to Shi Nu and then came down the mountain, were both thoughtful.
Instead, Monk Lian'e sneered and asked, "Donor Lu Jing, you are just a young man, how can you have such great ambitions?"
Lu Jing said calmly: "There are countless people in the world who have their own ideas, just like Master Lian'e's desire to kill, and like the candle king's obsession with unity.
Lu Jing... was weak, but he didn't think he could change the world.
But I have seen a better world, and now I just use three thousand words to describe that world."
Lian'e listened carefully and nodded slightly when he heard Lu Jing's words: "One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi!
Each of the 300 billion quicksands has its own world. Maybe Mr. Lu Jing is really the one who can see the fairyland as rumored."
"But since you have this thought in your mind...why do you still carry a ghost flag with you?"
When Lian'e said this, his expression suddenly changed. He was chanting the Buddha's name, and a Buddha with angry eyes vaguely appeared behind him!
Streams of thunder spread across the angry-eyed Buddha. This is the power of thunder...
When you reach the seventh level of practice, whether you are looking at stars or divine images, you will have to go through a kind of thunder tribulation every time you advance further.
After every thunder catastrophe, both the spirit and the body will be reborn.
Therefore, there is a huge gap in each level of Divine Appearance and Zhaoxing Realm!
The Buddha appeared behind Lianye in the blink of an eye with an angry look.
The Buddha opened his eyes and blew towards the scene from afar!
However, he saw a black mist lingering in the depths of Lu Jingshen Yuanshen, and the angry-looking Buddha blew out thunder and calamity energy and blood. The billowing storm of energy and blood came in an instant, blowing on Lu Jingshenhuo Yuanshen... and completely blew out the black mist.
A large banner with an evil spirit appeared in the sky and earth in an instant.
As soon as this evil banner appeared, the entire void was dimmed, and bursts of ghostly aura emerged.
Only the Buddhist statue of the Tibetan Buddha still sits in front of the mountain, majestic and precious!
Lu Jing frowned slightly and looked at the large ghost-faced banner in front of him.
"This is the black mist I got from Owl Bones when I killed him."
After Lu Jing caught this wisp of black mist, he was still unable to blow it away to reveal the large banner inside.
So Lu Jing suppressed the wisp of black mist under Yuanshen, slowly refining it, and waited to see it later.
Unexpectedly, today in the Jokhang Temple and the group, the Buddhist disciples of Landa Temple summoned the gods, blew away the black mist, and revealed the big flags inside!
"Lu Jing, you talked about the nobility of human beings, but you are using your soul to refine this ghost flag. Do you know what is in this ghost flag?"
Monk Lian'e glared majestically and shouted coldly at the ghost flag: "Scout!"
With an angry shout, the Buddha's thunder calamity energy and blood surged toward the ghost-faced banner, like a heavy rain washing away a filthy land.
But all I saw was... faces emerging from the big banner.
Among them are the elderly, children, women, and even those with limb disabilities!
These people have turned into many evil ghosts, howling in pain in the big banner.
Lu Jing, Lingque, Shenxiu and the monk all looked at it.
Vaguely, I seemed to see cruel scenes.
An entire village and town were massacred, with corpses strewn on the ground and rivers of blood flowing!
Several members of the family died suddenly in it. The woman used her own body to protect the child in her arms before she died.
The devil laughed wildly in the sky and used the body of a dead man to build this big banner.
The densely packed human faces were wailing and screaming, with stern expressions on their faces, turning into all kinds of evil energy, blowing in...
"This is the ghost flag refined by Xiao Gu and Xiao Ming together."
Lu Jing looked at the many clearly visible human faces in the big banner with an indifferent expression.
Lingque and Monk Shenxiu also have different expressions...
In this big banner, there are only thousands of ghosts restraining them!
"This is the treasure of the owl bone of Qi..."
Lingque naturally knew that Lu Jing broke into Hengshan Mansion and cut off the owl's bones!
But... she never thought that this ghost flag would cost so many lives.
Lu Chongshan remained silent, only raising his eyes to look at the terrifying scene.
Monk Lian'e asked in a questioning tone: "Mr. Lu Jing, this ghost flag is also a third-grade treasure.
But because of the many ghosts in it, the power goes without saying. You got this rare treasure from the owl bone, but you want to use your soul to refine the treasure. Do you know... when your divine fire burns this ghost flag?
, the suffering of ghosts among them?”
Lu Jing didn't seem to hear what Monk Lian'e said at all, he just looked up at the big flags.
"This is the blood and tears of the common people mentioned by Mr. Fourth. Even when these people are about to die, they can no longer speak after they shed their blood and tears."
Lu Jing frowned, thinking this in his mind.
Monk Lian'e, however, shook his head slightly. He took a few steps forward, and when he raised his hand, Qi and blood flowed from his body, and balls of Thunder Tribulation Qi and blood ignited on his right arm!
A kind of magnificent mysterious power surges from the Lian'e fist.
The Buddha looks angry and fists his fist!
The spirit of martial arts merged into one furnace, and the power of thunder and calamity surged within it, as if it was about to turn into a storm and sweep across the world in an instant.
"Now that they have entered my eyes, these ghosts... will disperse, and they will not be allowed to continue to turn into evil thoughts and cause chaos in the world. This is also a relief for them."
"This...is the way of killing, the way of glaring with anger."
Monk Lian'e reached into his hand and punched lightly.
This punch was like the sun exploding, bursting out with bright light, and the masculine aura it brought was like the rolling tide of a river, about to fall on that big flag.
"For these ghosts who were originally innocent but turned into evil ghosts in the end, this is probably a kind of relief."
Lingque thought so in her heart.
Lu Chongshan and Monk Shenxiu frowned slightly...
But just a moment later, Lu Jing's voice came: "Master, these ghosts are innocent and died in confusion... It's not good."
Apart from Lu Jing's deep voice, there was only a figure walking into the Buddha's Killing Fist which contained the way of killing and the way of glaring anger.
Clang!
The rain-calling sword soared into the sky from Lu Jing's waist.
The Wind-calling Knife is unsheathed.
The sword energy danced, and the sword light soared into the sky, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. The sword light seemed to be able to rush towards Niu Dou and shoot down the stars!
The wind-calling knife cut across a curve, and a sudden thunder sounded, kissing in many people's ears, as if there were endless spring thunders exploding, endlessly.
The sword energy, sword intention, as well as the Ming Dynasty Divine Fire and the Great Yang in Lu Jing Yuan Shen were all operating to the extreme.
The divine fire burned, and the billowing vitality came in the blink of an eye.
The sun shines brightly, and the qi and blood flow into the Chun Lei Dao's mind.
Hold the light, the spring thunder will sound, just like the thunder in the daytime, there is not only the glow of the sky, but also the vitality.
Rumble!
There was a crackling sound.
Monk Lian'e's extremely tyrannical Buddha's angry eyes and fists collided completely with Fuguang Chunlei.
Huge power burst out from it, causing ripples in the depths of the void, just like gods pushing clouds and mist!
Suddenly, the Buddha's angry eyes and fists turned into nothingness and disappeared into the heaven and earth!
Although Monk Lian'e just threw out a random punch, it was mixed with the spirit of martial arts and was unreasonable.
But Lu Jing was only in the Divine Fire Void Realm and had never stepped into the Blazing Realm.
But he... was able to use his sword energy and sword intent to block such fist intent, which clearly shows Lu Jing's current combat prowess.
"Lu Jing, do you want to stop me from redeeming these ghosts?"
Monk Lian'e snorted coldly and was about to speak.
But he heard that Lu Jing had already sheathed his sword, and the rain-calling sword hovered in the sky and fell into Lu Jing's waist.
"Everyone has a life. In addition to life, he also has thoughts and thoughts in his heart.
These people may have worked hard all their lives, but in the end they died in a thought of evil people, and they were trapped in the big banner."
Lu Jing raised his eyes and looked at the big banner: "Innocent people were killed by guilty people, and unprovoked ghosts turned into evil ghosts, becoming the nourishment that drives this treasure.
Now, Master Lian'e wants to use his own energy and blood to kill these evil ghosts, but they are not born evil ghosts..."
"When a person falls into the mortal world in this life, he comes with an innocent body, but in the end he has to say goodbye to this world with the face of a fierce ghost. It is... too sad."
“Life is like a journey against the odds, and all living beings in heaven and earth are travelers.
Since you came innocent, you must leave innocent."
Lian'e was about to speak.
But he saw Lu Jing extending his hand, and in the blink of an eye, there was a pen in his hand.
The pen didn't look expensive, and it was even worn in many places.
But there are two characters clearly visible on the pen body, which is strong and impressive.
"Hold your heart!"
This is Mr. Fourth’s personal pen.
Lu Jing was writing with a piece of papyrus hanging in the air. He turned to look at the big flag in the sky, where the miserable faces kept appearing...
A sharp edge on the tip of the holding pen lightly lit up.
Ling Que, who had already seen Lu Jing Bifeng on the ice peak, seemed to be aware of it.
Among them, there is the true meaning of sword energy in the world.
Outside the sword energy at the tip of the pen, a layer of divine fire burned, it was the divine fire of the Ming Dynasty King!
Another spring thunder streaked across the body of the Zhixin pen, which seemed to contain all kinds of vitality.
At the same time, there are storms surging in each of the two treasures that can call the wind and rain...
On another mountain peak in the distance, Shi Nu was presiding. Duke Nanlao was watching from a distance. Lu Zhongshan, who was sitting upright, also stood up and looked at Lu Jing.
Lu Jing put pen to paper.
For a moment...
A powerful aura bloomed, like golden light, shining through the back of the paper.
"Let me... come and see you off."
Lu Jing thought like this in his heart, and all his strength fell on the holding pen.
The pen and ink are linked together, and two lines of words are written.
Immediately afterwards... the divine fire on the tip of the pen seemed to light up the paper. The Ming Dynasty's divine fire ignited on the paper, and then turned into fly ash and flew into the big flag!
All of a sudden...
Inside the big banner!
Someone's sword energy stirred up in the sky and turned into a great sun!
There is a vast energy that turns into a breeze and blows over the ghosts.
The spring thunder exploded, destroying many demonic qualities.
The wind blew the clouds and brought down heavy rain, washing away the filth in them.
The golden light flashed, and the two lines of sacrificial inscriptions in the big flag slowly appeared.
【Sad songs can be used as weeping, and looking from afar can be used as returning home.】
【With the compassion of heaven and earth, we want to provide people with a peaceful and happy homeland.】
Anle Township...
These two lines of text appeared and eventually disappeared.
An astonishing scene also appeared at this moment.
Many people here looked at the big flag.
However, I saw that those fierce ghosts who were still howling in pain and full of boundless anger slowly calmed down...
The dark fog gradually turned into white light.
In that heavy white light, thousands of people actually appeared~
Some women held small children in their arms and held their eldest daughters in their hands.
Some old people use crutches.
Some people with physical disabilities were sitting cross-legged in the white light.
They seemed to be in a trance, but finally looked through the white light at the land scene beyond the white light.
"Thank you... sir."
Some old people saluted, and other ghosts followed suit.
And when the evil spirit inside dissipates, the evil power that maintains the soul also dissipates.
And those ghosts who were trapped in looking at the big banner and could not return to heaven and earth gradually turned into a purer golden light and dissipated in it.
Lu Jing stood there, watching the people who had died unjustly leave, not knowing what he was thinking in his eyes.
However, the many pure golden lights seemed to have a spirit, blending into one stream of light and soaring out from the big flag.
In just an instant, it flew into Lu Jingmei's heart!
For a moment, a golden flame pattern was faintly visible in Lu Jingmei's heart!
"Zhu Wen?"
Lu Jing's mind was filled with thoughts, and he felt that the [Bright Green] opportunity he had obtained not long ago had disappeared.
Lian'e discovered that the ghost flag in the black mist was the opportunity.
"Lu Jing thanks you all." He felt the power in the lines between his eyebrows and thought in his heart.
But there is silence under this Buddhist statue.
Monk Lian'e was indifferent and speechless.
The bystanders were also silent.
"Besides killing, there is a whole Dharma, evil ghosts are innocent, how can a person who recites Dharma all day long die before committing evil deeds?"
Lu Jing's voice came and fell into the ears of Monk Lian'e: "Master Lian'e, you were born with the Buddha's wisdom of the angry-eyed Buddha, but it does not mean that your eyes are the eyes of the Buddha.
Although I do not practice Buddhism, I do practice the Great Ming King’s Divine Fire, but I thought that the precepts you committed were not the only precepts not to kill.”
"Also...the Ring of Greed. You want to kill demons and become enlightened, but you don't hesitate to accuse humans of being demons. This is where your greed lies."
Lu Jing put it bluntly.
Monk Lian'e said the Buddha's name without changing his face. He shook his head and said, "Before the Buddha, all people in the world had illusions. Donor Lu Jing, if you see me with illusions, you will naturally not be able to see my true self!"
Lu Jing's brows moved slightly and he said: "Of course there is a way to see the true self. Master, if you are dedicated to cultivating the Angry-Eye Buddha, you want to use the thought of killing to cleanse the world and save the devil.
Then... there is a devil recognized by the world in Taixuan Jing. If you kill him, you will naturally achieve the great truth in your heart."
Monk Lian'e's expression froze.
Lu Jing continued: "That devil is Gu Chenxiao, the prince of Qi in Hengshan Mansion. I think Master Lian'e has heard of his bad reputation."
Lian'e closed her eyes, seeming to be thinking about something...
Lu Jing's voice came again: "Master, could it be that the prince of Qi, who is so high above us and standing on the clouds, has become a demon... and will not cause harm to the world?"
Lian'e remained silent until a few breaths passed before he opened his eyes and said: "The prince of Qi has a big devil in his heart, but in today's world, it is better for him to be alive... than to be dead.
The death of the great demon may lead to even greater catastrophe."
The cold wind blew by, and the sound of running water began again.
Lu Jing smiled, and the laughter contained a lot of meaning: "Master, please come back."
He didn't say much.
However, Lian E took a deep breath and turned around to look at Lu Zhongshan, with murderous intent in his eyes somewhat confused.
His eyes shifted to a mountain peak in the distance. On the mountain peak, Mr. Nan Lao Guo Zong set his eyes on Lu Jing, who was dressed in white.
The host, Shi Nu, faced Lian'e from a distance and performed Buddhist rituals.
So Lian'e had to take a deep look at Lu Jing and then turned around...
Leave.
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It snowed in the library today.
Even though the four seasons here are like spring, if there are no four seasons, if there is no rain and snow, after all, something seems to be missing.
So even though the flowers in the library were in full bloom and the trees were shady, it finally snowed heavily.
White snowflakes fell in the library, covering the blooming flowers and many trees, but it did not bring deathly silence.
Mr. Guanqi walked alone in the snow and strolled in the huge library.
His gray ready-made clothes seemed to have become a striking gray leaf among the white snowflakes.
The leaves are wandering in the sky, as if they are rootless duckweeds, allowed to be blown by the wind and waves.
But... there was a lot of joy in Mr. Guanqi's eyes. As he walked, he looked at the horizon, as if he saw a golden mark on the horizon turning into fire and flying into the eyebrows of Lu Jing, whom he loved very much.
Because of this, Mr. Guanqi, who had not really smiled for a long time, gradually became more smiley.
He walked through a bamboo forest and came to the tomb of Mr. Fourth.
In front of the simple tomb, there was one more person today.
The man was tall, with messy long hair hanging down, and a dense beard on his face.
But this man still held a green jade staff in his hand, which was full of emerald green and filled with rich vitality.
"You're here?"
The smile on Mr. Guanqi's face became even stronger. He stood side by side with the tall man and looked down at Mr. Fourth's grave.
"After more than ten years, you wrote to me for the first time and invited me to come to Xuandu. Of course I will come."
The man turned his head, smiled boldly, and said: "I still remember that a long time ago, you were the most romantic in Dafu. When I see you today, you seem to have become old and decrepit, and you no longer have the charm of romance.
In this way, I won't be able to talk about your romantic affairs with others when I'm traveling."
Mr. Guanqi shook his head and seemed to ignore the joke of the person in front of him. He sent a message from his spiritual mind: "I invite you here this time to ask you for a favor."
The man stretched out his hand and patted Mr. Guanqi on the shoulder: "I, Chu Kuangren, have spent my whole life, but I only have two friends.
A good friend is now dead, and his body is buried at my feet.
Another good friend has not seen me for more than ten years, but when he sees me, he orders me to do things. This life... is a bit too sad."
Mr. Guanqi was silent for a while, shook his head and said: "Taixuanjing has been complicated over the years, and it is not a good thing for me to invite you here.
You are the best in the world, and many eyes always fall on you."
"So today, more than ten years later, you are willing to let me come to Taixuanjing... and what do you want me to do?"
The green jade staff in Chu Kuangren's hand was emitting a faint light. He smiled and said: "You once smashed the Yellow Crane Tower for me. Now that you ask me for help, I will naturally help you."
Mr. Guanqi glanced at Kuangren Chu, then looked down at the tomb on the ground and said, "I want you to protect someone's path."
Kuangren Chu raised his eyebrows slightly, but he just listened carefully.
Mr. Guanqi said: "You have already taken charge of the power of the soul and have survived the calamity of death.
Soon there may be another person who will take over the power of heaven and earth."
When Chu Kuangren heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "Whether you can control the power of the world or not depends on your own thoughts. If you can't survive the disaster of power, even if someone protects the way, it will not help the road ahead... You let me protect you
road?"
Mr. Guanqi nodded first, then shook his head.
"I'm not asking you to help him take over the power of heaven and earth. That young man has realized Mr. Four's human sword intention.
When he is in power, the laws of heaven and earth bring about disasters, and the immortals in the sky will surely notice it.
Maybe there will be a fairyland descending to kill that young man."
Kuangren Chu's expression suddenly changed. He thought for a while, then knelt down and wiped Mr. Fourth's inscription with his sleeve.
"Mr. Cheng Si's human sword intention is a good thing. If there is a fairyland in the sky and falls to the mortal world, I can protect that young man's path.
It's just that when the fairyland comes to earth, there must be immortals coming out in front of the gate of heaven to look down at the world and see the things in the world.
Then this immortal..."
"Let me do it." Mr. Guanqi's mind was calm.
Kuangren Chu remained silent. After a long time, he suddenly shook his head and said, "It's a great blessing that you survived the incident at Parrot Island.
If you take action again, maybe Mingyu Jingzhong will come down from the Immortal Tower to kill you at any cost that day."
Mr. Guanqi didn't seem to care, and still put his hands behind his back and said: "I have made my own decision on this matter. There are many strong people in the world, but there are not many who can resist the immortal. If that day comes, the safety of that young man will depend on you.
"
"Please...be more serious."
After Mr. Guanqi said this, he meticulously saluted Kuangren Chu in front of him.
Seeing Mr. Guanqi being so solemn, Kuangren Chu also stood up and returned the greeting.
"To be so respected by you, you must be an unparalleled talent?" Chu Kuangren asked.
Mr. Guanqi replied: "His name is Lu Jing, and he can inherit Mr. Si's sword."
A strange color flashed in Chu Kuangren's eyes: "Mr. Fourth's sword has been broken into pieces, and only the sword bones are left. There is a soaring sword intention in it that even immortals dare not see.
This young man named Lu Jing in your mouth can turn the sword's intention into a sword in his hand?"
Mr. Guanqi seemed to trust Lu Jing very much and nodded deeply.
Kuangren Chu looked at Mr. Guanqi for a long time, then raised his head to look at the sky and sneered: "The immortals in the sky have been looking down on the human world for a long time, and they have all been plundered by the immortals in the past few times.
The world should be much better, but it is becoming more and more like a quagmire!
The mortal world is responsible for all the misfortunes in the world, but the immortals in heaven have to bear most of the responsibility.
If this young man can really inherit Mr. Fourth's sword, if I don't die one day, I will follow him to the gates of heaven and meet those high-altitude immortals."
Mr. Guanqi smiled and said: "Maybe this day is not far away."
After hearing these words, Kuangren Chu on the side suddenly felt worried: "But can this young man walk firmly on this path?"
Mr. Guanqi thought for a long time and suddenly remembered Lu Jing, who was quietly copying books in the self-cultivation tower every day. He also recalled the scene when he first saw him, when he was weak and stripped of his soul skills.
"Everyone has his own ambitions. If he can find a new path, I...as his elder, I will naturally not stop him.
The road is at your feet. If he doesn't want to go, if we force him to go, it will be counterproductive."
As Mr. Guanqi said this, the smile on his face gradually became gentle: "It's just that he has a good heart, can see the blood and tears of the world, and wants to control the power of heaven and earth, coupled with his extraordinary talent.
The immortals in the sky cannot tolerate him. We only need to protect him from enlightenment and plant this seed. As for whether he will break through the quagmire and turn into a towering tree...
And… let’s see again.”
Madman Chu nodded, turned to look at Taixuan Palace, and then looked further away.
"The Central Dragon Lord is about to enter Xuandu, and the drinkers are already playing chess with the chief minister in the palace.
Unexpectedly... I can still see many familiar people in Taixuan Jing to this day."
"I never thought that the daughter of King Chong'an would become a pawn. Surrounded by murderous intent, I wonder if she can find a chance to survive?"
Mr. Guanqi also looked towards Taixuan Palace.
There, the white-haired Baili Qingfeng was smiling and looking down at the chessboard.
It seems that he does not have deep knowledge of chess, and many chess pieces are scattered in the outside world.
But a fallen star chess piece only stared at a big dragon on the side of the chief assistant.
"I took the daughter of King Chong'an into Taixuan Capital alone.
That heavenly dragon came to Taixuanjing just to watch Baili Qingfeng.
But... Yu Qixiang is just a fifteen-year-old girl. How can she get out of Taixuanjing without anyone to help her?
Why is Baili Qingfeng not nervous?"
Kuangren Chu thought about this, and a smile appeared on his face: "No matter what, it is always a rare thing for the leader of the Evil Dao Sect to face off against the Central Dragon Lord."
The figure of the young man appeared in Mr. Guanqi's mind again, and said: "Baili Qingfeng is playing chess here. Even if the Central Dragon Lord comes in person, there are many big shots in Taixuan Jing who are full of murderous intentions. They must not take action personally.
They are all juniors.
Yu Qixiang still has a glimmer of hope, maybe someone will help her."
Madman Chu’s eyes flashed.
"The Marquis of Zhongshan left Beijing today, and not many of the younger generation are familiar with the three prefectures of Chong'an.
Who would risk their lives and the cold looks of countless people to help the daughter of King Chongan?"
"Disaster."
I overestimated myself, tried my best, cried, let’s continue tomorrow