Chapter 209: A Real Chivalrous Person Raises Ren's Chivalry
Chapter 209: A true chivalrous person, Xinggu Zhenren cultivates his chivalrous spirit
Three-foot sword body, four-foot sword light.
Even in the daytime, the sword light was still dazzling. Some of the disciples in the library in the distance also saw Lu Jing in the small pavilion, holding a dazzling long sword.
There were waves of mist rippling off the long sword, which looked quite mysterious.
In addition, the person holding the sword is Mr. Lu Jing, who is made of sacred jade, and the person holding the sword becomes a beautiful sight.
Nan Heyu and Luo Shubai both looked at the famous sword in Lu Jing's hand with different eyes.
There was a long silence.
A slight smile appeared on Luo Shubai's face, but he continued to introduce: "It is said that there are very few people in the world who can inspire the light of a seven-foot jade sword and a four-foot jade sword.
Not only do you need to have a profound understanding of the way of the sword, you also need to be...different from ordinary people."
"Perhaps such a character should be called a monster?"
There was not much jealousy in Luo Shubai's eyes, but he clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "I just said that I have been keeping the sword for a long time and my bloodline is connected with this seven-foot jade tool, but I never thought that Mr. Lu Jing would hold a seven-foot jade tool for the first time.
Much better than me."
Lu Jing felt that in his mind, the bright green light that symbolized the fate of the soldier bone was shining with a strange brilliance, and he knew that he could easily activate the seven-foot jade tool. In addition to his own swordsmanship talent, this soldier bone
Fate seems to have played a huge role.
"A first-grade famous sword is indeed extraordinary."
Lu Jing sincerely praised the seven-foot jade tool in his hand, and the soul urged the sword energy to fall into it. Lu Jing only felt that the already sharp sword energy seemed to turn into an immortal sword that could cut down mountains and mountains.
Light.
At the same time, Lu Jing could also keenly sense that when he was in charge of this seven-foot jade instrument, his own soul actually faintly reflected the shadow of a long sword. The long sword suppressed the real palace, and the divine fire became more and more powerful. He could control it
The vitality is also like an extremely turbulent wave.
"This is the preciousness of treasures. Even if this seven-foot jade instrument does not recognize me as its master, it can bring me such benefits.
Luo Shubai is the master of the seven-foot jade tool. If he has the cultivation of the second and third levels of Zhaoxing, and with this seven-foot jade tool, he will never be at a disadvantage even if he jumps out to the second or third level to fight against an enemy."
Lu Jing thought this in his mind, but without any hesitation in his hand, he handed the seven-foot jade instrument back to Luo Shubai.
There are not many first-grade treasures even in this vast world.
Take the famous swords in the world as an example. There are only twenty-one first-class famous swords recorded.
Among them, Tai'a, who ranked first, and Nanzhuhou, who ranked second, have both disappeared for a long time.
And the magical skill of the Confucian scholar with negative swords, the Two White Deer Swords, occupies the third and fourth positions, and is famous all over the world.
In addition, most of the other first-class famous swords are in the hands of sword masters who have been obsessed with them for a long time.
It can be seen from this that Nan Heyu and Luo Shubai, who are still young, each have a first-grade famous sword. What a chance it is.
If they hadn't come from extraordinary backgrounds and their teacher was a great master of swordsmanship. Apart from Yuxing Island, Taixuanjing rarely went to other places on weekdays. Their famous sword would probably have attracted a lot of covetation.
.
but……
Famous swords have spiritual meanings. It does not mean that you can become a sword wielder just because you get a famous sword.
Lu Jing holds a seven-foot jade tool and can trigger the sword light of a four-foot jade tool, but it does not mean that everyone in the world can be impressed by such a world-famous jade tool as the seven-foot jade tool.
"The way of swordsmanship is a glorious way, and there are naturally those who practice the strange way of swordsmanship. But except for two or three people, their achievements will be limited after all.
Mr. Jing just held the seven-foot jade tool in his hand, and even though it had only lasted a few breaths, there was still sword energy rising like Dongjun's. No wonder it was able to arouse the jade tool's sword energy."
There was also a sigh in Luo Shubai's tone: "Anyone who is a young man and can master the art of swordsmanship has the qualifications to knock on the heavenly gate. Mr. Jing, Shubai and his colleagues in the library today saw a young swordsman with a bright future."
Lu Jing looked at Luo Shubai carefully.
Lu Jing had heard of Young Master Luo of Yuxing Island a long time ago, but he had never met him before.
But when I met Luo Shubai in the library today, I found that compared to many of the disciples of the great mansions in Taixuan Capital, this young swordsman in green was more like a gentleman.
Lu Jing held the seven-foot jade tool and the sword light burst out. Luo Shubai only had admiration in his eyes, but there was no trace of negativity in his eyes. He even looked at Lu Jing with excitement and expectation.
He was excited to see a young swordsman like Lu Jing, and he was looking forward to it because he thought that along the way of swordsmanship, there would be one more person who could climb high in the future.
"Tai Xuan Jing is worthy of being the Ming Jade Capital in the world. Putting aside the prosperity in Xuandu, these geniuses and powerful people in Xuandu alone are enough to make my trip worthwhile."
"It's just..." Luo Shubai thought of this and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The road to slaying the immortal is long and far away, but I don't know how long I can go."
Luo Shubai lowered his head, thinking heavily: "At least the teacher never hid it from me. Maybe the reason why I grew up on Yuxing Island is to strike a sword at the immortal in the sky."
The swordsman in green was silent. After two or three breaths passed, he couldn't help but raise his eyes and glance at Lu Jing.
"Mr. Jing's swordsmanship is superb and he has unparalleled talents. Now he is in Taixuan Palace. Since neither Mingyue nor Canglong can escape from the abyss-like Taixuan Palace, can Mr. Lu Jing also..."
Nan Heyu's right hand still landed on Qianxiu Shui at his waist. Qianxiu Shui's blue sword gradually stopped trembling and became silent.
However, Nan Heyu could clearly sense that when Lu Jing's light-supporting sword energy was revealed, Qian Xiushui seemed to become more and more excited, as if she was about to unsheath her sword and reveal its sword light.
Naturally, Qian Xiushui does not want to recognize Lu Jing as her master. The famous sword has a spirit. When she senses the extraordinary swordsmanship, she will be as excited as a swordsman.
"I still remember the first time I saw Mr. Jing's Fuguang Sword Qi. At that time, the Fuguang Sword Qi was far from being so powerful and did not contain such a majestic spirit.
Unexpectedly, the sword Qi cultivated by Mr. Jing has become more and more like a master. No wonder he can use the floating light sword Qi and divine fire cultivation to kill Prince Xuanwei.
Even if there is the ability to shine on the Dragon Slaying Platform, if there is no sword energy to support the light, I am afraid it will not be that easy."
At this time, Lu Jing turned his head and looked at the disciples playing the piano not far away.
When those young men played the piano, the melodious sound of the piano came, which also made Lu Jing feel a little more energetic.
"Although life is good like this, I wonder if I can live like this for the rest of my life?"
Lu Jing thought in his mind.
Just at this moment, a spiritual thought moved slightly, and Lu Jing was slightly startled, and couldn't help but turn his head and look in the direction of Nanguo Duke's Mansion.
Under the ray of spiritual thought that he left in Nan Fengmian's courtyard, Lu Jing saw Nan Fengmian packing his bags, bringing a few bottles of good wine, and taking the Bei Nan Fengmian was thinking about it.
After a long time, the Green Ghost Turtle, which had not entered his belly, seriously placed Xing Gu Zhenren around his waist, and then straightened up.
But Nan Fengmian also turned around, facing far towards the library, and waved his hand towards Lu Jing.
"Lu Jing, wait for my news."
"I've thought about it for a long time, and there should be some involvement in this matter. You are in Taixuan Palace, and Taixuan Palace will not let you go away, so it's better not to take action.
After I draw my sword, I will go far away to Qi State to see the scenery of Qi State and the scenery along the way.
If things work out, there will still be days for me to drink, but if things don’t work out...
If we talk about this again, the swordsman will naturally be more free and easy, what's the point of being coy?"
Nan Fengmian seemed to be talking to himself, but every word he spoke fell into Lu Jing's ears through Lu Jing's spiritual thoughts.
When Lu Jing heard that Nan Fengmian was unwilling to let him take action, and saw the confident look on Nan Fengmian's face, he already understood that since his sworn brother could say these words, he was already confident.
But Lu Jing's mood became increasingly depressed.
He was still sitting in the small pavilion, but did not go to say goodbye to Nan Fengmian.
"If I can come back, you will come to welcome me. After all, returning successfully is a great achievement. Even if it fails, being able to come back safely is something worth celebrating."
"But I want to leave, so you don't have to come to see me off. It's hard to say goodbye, not as good as meeting again, and not as good as drinking all night."
Nan Fengmian said this to him last time he drank.
So Lu Jing spent the night drinking with Nan Fengmian.
Nan Xuehu was depressed that night, and when Nan Fengmian was very drunk, Nan Xuehu asked Lu Jing: "My uncle has been back to Taixuan Capital for less than a year, and now he is going to Qi State again.
King Qi Yuan's reputation for cruelty is resounding throughout the world, but he has nothing to do with my uncle, my husband, or me, so why does he have to go?"
Lu Jing was drunk and staggering. While he and Nan Xuehu were fighting over Nan Fengmian and sending him back to his room, he said to Nan Xuehu: "Some people will always sigh and curse when they hear the things in the rumors.
They are people with good hearts.
But some people, after hearing the rumors of brutality, thought about how to use a five-foot-long sword to cut off the source of the brutality. These people... are true knights, and they cultivate the chivalrous spirit in their Xing Gu Zhenren.
"
Nan Xuehu seemed to understand, his eyes were red, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just helped Nan Fengmian to the bed and covered him with a quilt.
Because of this night, Nan Fengmian left Beijing during the day, but Lu Jing could not see him off.
On the side, Luo Shubai and Nan Heyu felt the change in Lu Jing's mood. They followed Lu Jing's gaze and looked towards the sky in the distance.
It was not yet noon.
But because of the rare scorching sun in spring, the edge of the distant clouds was rarely dyed with a touch of golden color.
The sky is slowly getting brighter.
The sun shines through the thick clouds and mist, and the spring light is just right.
"Mr. Jing, the sky is really beautiful today. The sky appears very high and clear. Since spring, it is rare to see such scenery."
Nan Heyu looked at the sky and the beautiful scenery in the sky, and rarely let out a sigh.
Luo Shubai was a little stunned.
The junior sister, who has always been taciturn and cold-tempered, would actually take the initiative to mention the spring scenery.
There was nothing to talk about, so he took the initiative to mention the beautiful scenery and the beautiful sky. This was actually... unusual.
"The weather is nice, should I be able to draw my sword faster?"
Lu Jing was sitting in the small pavilion and suddenly said something unexpected.
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A scholar dressed in black and carrying a sword came to Taixuan Palace.
The reason why he is said to be a scholar is because the black clothes he wears are actually the robes of a Confucian scholar, his eyes are calm, and his gauze has a strong bookish air.
But a scholar could easily walk into Taixuan Palace, and many auras in the palace that had been dormant for many years were suddenly revived by the arrival of this person.
Countless deep and old eyes fell on the scholars walking on the palace road step by step.
But in the huge Taixuan Palace, no one stopped him, but allowed him to enter the palace and walked towards the Taixian Palace.
In front of the Taixian Palace, Eunuch Gao of Canglong Diao Temple was dressed in red, and his old and decrepit face was surprisingly dignified.
He saluted the scholar from a distance and watched the scholar step by step up the stairs and into the Taixian Hall.
There are countless people in Taixuan Palace who feel as if they are facing a powerful enemy.
But Emperor Chongtian in Taixian's Hall still looked as normal. He lowered his head while reviewing the memorials. When the scholar's footsteps came, he just said casually: "You sit down first and wait until I finish reviewing these memorials."
The scholar did not sit down, he stood there and stared at Emperor Chongtian.
On the table in front of Emperor Chongtian, the dragon corpse embedded in it was flowing with blood, which seemed to be a unique change due to the essence and blood of Taichong Dragon Lord.
"Yue Lun, you are not allowed to enter Taixuan Capital."
The scholar glanced at the dragon corpse casually, but there was no emotion in his eyes: "The moon wheel is taboo. If the emperor uses it, then those who control the world will be no different from the immortals in the sky.
It doesn’t deserve to be called a human being… Moon Wheel, I want to take it away.”
The brush in Emperor Chongtian's hand that was annotating the memorial suddenly stopped and was placed on the table.
He raised his head and looked at the sword-bearing Confucian scholar who was standing in the Taixian Hall and unwilling to take a seat.
"If we can be called immortals in heaven, how can we say that people on earth are worthy or unworthy?"
Emperor Chongtian looked very interested and said: "You have also entered the fairyland, seen the twelve fairy towers in the sky, and seen the Mingyu Jing. You are willing to stay in the human world and disdain the Mingyu Jing in the sky, but it does not mean that
Everyone in the world is like you."
The Confucian scholar holding the sword shook his head: "So Lord Fu Sheng, how do you view the Mingyu Capital in the sky?"
A smile appeared on Emperor Chongtian's lips.
After a long time, the Great Fu Sage finally stood up, walked down the high platform with his hands behind his back, and walked out of Taixian Hall step by step.
"There is a bright moon in the sky and a blue dragon standing at the highest place.
But the immortals in heaven have been standing above the human world for too long. Since there are people on the immortal throne who are in charge of both heaven and earth at the same time, why can't you, the king of the human world, control heaven?"
The Confucian Scholar with Negative Sword ignored these and just said: "If you want to become an immortal among immortals, you can become an emperor among emperors, but you can't use the method of activating the moon wheel.
I will take the moon wheel away."
Emperor Chongtian's expression remained unchanged, and his body appeared tall and majestic.
He was not displeased at all when he heard the words of the Confucian scholar with a negative sword: "Even if Yue Lun is taken away by you, one day he will still enter Xuandu. What's the point of what you do?"
The sword-bearing Confucian scholar was silent for a while and said: "At that time, I will kill him."
The smile on Emperor Chongtian's face grew bigger and bigger, but he saw him gently flicking his sleeves, and in a moment, countless divine thoughts swept through Taixuan Palace and arrived in front of Taixian Palace.
Another round of the sun bloomed in the sky, and the unimaginable fluctuations of energy and blood almost formed a real sun.
"Only by magic, Bailu?" Emperor Chongtian looked at the sword box behind the sword-bearing scholar.
This scholar, who was full of bookishness, unhurriedly untied the sword box behind him.
He opened the sword box and found two swords lying safely inside.
The scholar's tone was normal and he said: "Only rely on magic, Bai Lu."