If you can’t become a son-in-law, you have to be destined to become a saint. Chapter 224 The Immortal Bows His Head, Standing Alone in the Heaven and Earth
Chapter 224 The Immortal Bows His Head, Standing Alone in the Heaven and Earth
As Lu Jing put down his pen, the paper painted by the golden light also burst into bursts of light.
The light is mixed with turbulent righteousness, reaching straight through the sun and the moon!
The cold power bloomed from it and spread in just an instant.
Sitting in the darkness, suspended above the hell of flesh and blood, King Qiyuan finally slowly raised his head.
hiss!
It was as if the devil had turned its eyes. Through the crown bead curtain, two bloody rays of light mixed with a searching look looked at Lu Jing, who had broken free from the hell of flesh and blood and even wrote a cross.
But the golden light on Lu Jing's body became more and more turbulent, and wherever the golden light passed, the flesh-and-blood hell that spread quickly receded.
Those bones and souls that were about to climb out of the hell also emitted bursts of thick smoke, and were completely swallowed up by the awe-inspiring golden light on Lu Jing's body.
"Young people have to cultivate their awe-inspiring spirit, which is a bit like the second gentleman in the library."
King Qi Yuan looked majestic, but his voice seemed a little hoarse.
He still exists in the darkness, sitting in nothingness, and the sound comes, and waves of eerie and dark atmosphere flow from it.
"It's just that you are too young. It is too difficult for young people to grow up in today's world."
When King Qi Yuan was speaking, a pearl suddenly fell from the beaded crown on his head. The pearl fell into the darkness, and instantly took root and sprouted, growing into a tree.
That tree was very strange, very different from ordinary trees.
The trunk of the tree is made of white bones, and the top is covered with skin and flesh...
"I have been on the throne for many years and have killed countless geniuses from all over the world. They have become part of my treasure and the nourishment of this tree.
Mr. Lu Jing, I know that you and I will meet each other one day, and by then, you will also become part of this tree."
"But before that, I'm here to give you a gift."
Waves of murmurs reached Lu Jing's ears.
A fleshy leaf fell from the strange tree. In spite of Lu Jing's righteousness, it flew over in just an instant and was imprinted on the center of Lu Jing's eyebrows.
Xuanyi Jianjia, who was still standing next to the river, frowned slightly.
Lu Jing, who was sitting in the darkness and writing, suddenly raised his head and threw out the piece of golden paper on the desk.
It is the majestic Qi that remains for eternity!
From the moment Lu Jing started writing, ten words that had burst out with golden light were blessing the golden paper and flying into the sky.
In a moment.
More righteousness burst out from Lu Jing.
The golden light was like fire, and the mark that had just appeared between Lu Jing's eyebrows was illuminated by that golden light and immediately turned into thick smoke and dissipated in the darkness!
"King Qi Yuan, different ways do not lead to mutual conspiracy. I am Mr. Shulou. I have read hundreds of schools of thought, but I have never read the way of worshiping ghosts in Qi. Lu Jing is not willing to accept your gift."
Lu Jing sat cross-legged in the darkness.
The aura of awe turned into a breeze, rippling around him.
From a distance, Lu Jing looked like a great scholar who had read thousands of books!
Although he is a young man, he has the spirit of a great Confucian. His spirit brings golden light, and together with the brilliance from the golden paper in the sky, it shreds the darkness.
Like the light of dawn shining out.
The hell of flesh and blood is gone.
When the shadow of King Qi Yuan touches the golden light, it looks like a burned-out painting.
This evil king was obviously a little surprised. He held on to the armrest of the throne, leaned forward slightly, and showed a bright smile on his face.
"That's right! Dafu has gained another proud young man, but... I don't know how long you can stay in Dafu."
King Qi Yuan's voice was erratic, and his hoarse voice sounded a little excited.
It was as if he was expecting Lu Jing... to leave Taixuanjing and Dafu as soon as possible!
Lu Jing saw the image of King Qi Yuan disappear in the darkness, and suddenly there was disgust in his eyes.
He also smiled and said: "You are the king of a country, but you want to plot against others, it is shameful!
Since we have a life-and-death feud, Lu Jing is not willing to be polite. If we meet again in the future, Lu Jing... will ask you for an explanation."
The shadow of King Qi Yuan was about to disappear completely. After hearing Lu Jing's words, the smile on his face became brighter. He nodded slightly and said: "Young people have a sharp heart, so they can nourish their temperament and their sword.
It is also a way to improve... You have inherited the sword spirit of the Fourth Master, but I feel that the Fourth Master used his life to relieve disasters, but it is a pity for the pedantic people to have that sword spirit in the world."
"I will wait for you and let me see the sword intent that cuts from the human world to the sky."
Lu Jing looked at King Qi Yuan who had completely disappeared into the darkness and couldn't help but shook his head.
"A person who regards all things as ants, but thinks that those who care about the world are pedantic?
When you are strong enough in the future and need to hone your sword spirit, you can go to Qi State."
"The premise is that King Qi Yuan will not die in the hands of elder brother."
Nan Fengmian told Lu Jing many times that he wanted to go to Qi State to see the so-called evil king.
In his hand, Master Xing Gu had already beheaded the Shanyin Protector, but Nan Fengmian still felt that it was not enough.
Duke Nan thinks that Nan Fengmian went to Qi to seek death, but I feel that since my eldest brother can cultivate a domineering sword spirit and behead the Seven-Star Sword Constellation at the age of twenty-nine, he will do something that no one else can do.
Terrible?"
Lu Jing's consciousness gradually escaped from the darkness, and the darkness became hazy again. When Lu Jing's consciousness dissipated, he was still thinking about how they would celebrate and drink if Nan Fengmian really killed King Qi Yuan and returned.
Which kind of wine...
Beside the river.
The white jade sword box behind Xuanyi's sword armor shimmered with light, divine skills, and Bai Lu also revealed traces of sword intent. He leaned forward, as if he wanted to feel the high-spirited righteousness on Lu Jing's body.
Lu Jing, who was on horseback, still had his eyes closed tightly, but... a mighty wind was flowing around him. The horse Zhaoye under him suddenly stopped his hooves, and the red light in the famous horse's eyes slowly
dissipate.
This famous horse, whose wild and violent temper was concealed by the magic power of Xuanyi's sword armor, was blown away by the awe-inspiring wind, dispelling the magic power concealed in its eyes, and returned to clarity.
However, Shang Min did not use his previous magical power again, his eyes were thoughtful.
Perhaps as a famous horse, Teruye is in tune with the awe-inspiring wind. Being blown by the wind and waves containing righteousness, some changes occurred.
Within two or three breaths, Zhaoye turned around with difficulty to take a look at Lu Jing behind him. The long jade-colored horse mane seemed to be rippling.
Lu Jing was on Zhaoye's back. Zhaoye never saw Lu Jing after all, but he didn't become wild or scream into the sky, but continued to move forward.
However, the pace of this famous horse seemed slower and slower.
The originally swaying horse's back also became flat, as if it didn't want the landscape to be bumped a little.
Shang Min's expression changed a bit. He saw Zhaoye carrying the landing scene disappearing into the distance, blending into the shadows.
Wind blew across the nearby mountain road, blowing away the awe-inspiring aura from Lu Jing's body. The wisps of golden light disappeared into the dark night, just like the falling starlight being swallowed by the darkness.
Ten miles away is a splendid city. Taixuan Capital contains all kinds of luxuries in the world, and there are things that are unprecedented in ordinary legends.
Shang Min, who is carrying a sword, is from here, but he came to Taixuanjing today, but he did not visit any of the familiar alleys.
"To be valued by Mr. Guanqi, this young man may not only have peerless talent."
With this thought in his mind, Shang Min turned around and walked towards the winding mountain road.
He didn't control the sword light, he just walked in the dark night.
The mountain roads filled with darkness could not block his gaze. He saw the detailed corners of the mountains, saw rivers, saw streams, and saw old trees that had existed for hundreds of years.
When he was a child.
At that time, my sister had not yet ascended to heaven for the sake of Emperor Chongtian, nor had she turned into a fairy who was indifferent to the world. She was still the girl who liked to wear a floral dress, walk in the mountains and fields, watch the autumn moon and spring breeze, and chase butterflies.
"elder sister……"
Shang Min turned his head and looked at Taixuan Jing again.
When his sister died, he personally sent the ashes to Taixuan Jing. On that day, the white deer was running through the sky, and there was a heavy snowfall wherever the white deer passed.
It also made this Xuanyi Jianjia completely lose his bond.
He raised his eyes to look at the sky. The three stars in the sky were hidden behind the clouds and mist for thousands of years, shining on the earth.
Or... he's looking down and monitoring the world.
"Three stars in the sky have been around for too long."
Xuanyi Sword Armor muttered, then raised his hand to touch the white jade sword box behind him: "I still need a third sword."
The bones of the three sword immortals among the three stars in the sky... can just be used to make swords."
In front of Taixian Hall, Diao Si in red clothes, who was already pale and decrepit, had a hunched body and looked older.
Wisps of blood flowed out of his body uncontrollably, and those blood flowed into Taixian Hall, where they were completely swallowed up by the dragon corpse embedded in the table.
He was seriously injured, but he still stood bowed behind Emperor Chongtian, waiting for Emperor Chongtian's call.
Emperor Chongtian, like Shang Min, looked at the sky, maybe looking at the stars hanging in the sky, maybe also looking at the three stars in the sky.
"Tianque Immortal should be immortal, but something happened to Baishi's chessboard. The vitality of the world is not in the human world, but in heaven."
Emperor Chongtian suddenly spoke: "Slave Canglong, there are three stars in the sky, and three spiritual waves have been snatched away by the sky. Do you think there is still a chance of victory in the human world?"
The red-clothed Diao Si, known as the Canglong slave, bowed and breathed intermittently: "The old slave is the slave of the sage. If the sage feels that there is something in the world, there will be it, and if there is not, there will be nothing."
Emperor Chongtian put his hands behind his back and squinted his eyes and said: "The Heavenly Gate has been erected to isolate the heaven and the earth. Since there is no hope in the world, it is better to focus on the sky.
As long as both heaven and earth are connected, the gains from the three spiritual waves in heaven will be shared by heaven and earth, and the three previous losses in the human world will be made up for."
"So what if I have to pay a price for this? Nothing in the world is more important. Shang Min blamed me for falling into the sky. But if she hadn't ascended to the sky, how could there be a glimmer of hope after the spiritual tide?"
When Emperor Chongtian said this, his tone was not so decisive, and there was even a bit of guilt in his tone.
But then, Emperor Chongtian stretched out the palm of his hand and raised his head to grab the sky.
It's like holding the entire sky in your hands.
“If this happens, it will not only help the world but also me!
On the day when I am alone and look up to the sky, I can sit and watch the floating life in the sky and the earth and dream. In the snow in the three streams of the jade furnace, the immortal bows his head and controls the heaven and the earth alone."
——
With the lights of Taixuanjing shining all over the city, the sky is no longer so dark.
Shengzi stood on Yanglu Street, looking up at the clear blue sky, as smooth and clear as water, with a few night clouds floating in and out.
She had arrived at Yanglu Street earlier this afternoon. At first, she just wanted to invite Lu Jing to walk with him and see the rare wonders in the sky.
But later, the strange scene disappeared, and the majestic appearance did not seem to dim.
Originally, the wonders in the sky were just an excuse for her to come to Yanglu Street. Without those wonders, she and Lu Jing walked to the banks of the Zhutai River to see the people fishing at night and the ripples in the water.
very good.
It's just that... neither Lu Jing nor Qing Yue seemed to be at home today, and no one answered the door when Sheng Zi knocked on the door.
Initially, I even wanted to go to the library to look for Lu Jing, but then I thought that Lu Jing in the library was probably doing some learning or practicing, and there might be other library gentlemen around him, so it would be inappropriate to disturb him rashly.
Because of these concerns, Shengzi decided to wait for Lu Jing on Yanglu Street.
Her white heels looked quite quiet, and she looked up at the sky, not knowing what she was thinking.
Shengzi was thinking about Lu Jing.
She thought a lot about the past, and even more about the future, and wondered whether she should be more proactive. She also thought that Lu Jing was becoming more and more brilliant now, but she had stopped moving forward, which seemed a bit inappropriate.
The feelings of a girl, every thought, every emotion is like a sentence, and it is normal to have random thoughts.
Because of these many thoughts, one or two hours passed by in a blink of an eye, but I was so happy that the time was so long that I didn’t even feel that the time was long.
She only hoped that Lu Jing could come back soon so that the two of them would not go shopping for too short a time.
Ta, da, da...
Just when Shengzi was looking eagerly at the road leading to the library from Yanglu Street, the steady and neat sound of horse hooves could be heard.
Su Heel, who was staying in the same place, suddenly stepped on the spot, and the sound of horse hooves began to sound a little restless.
Sheng Zi turned around and squinted her eyes to look into the distance, then her expression suddenly froze.
"...Lu Jing?"
…
A wall, of course, couldn't stop the majesty of the furnace that had been built. He even helped Lu Jing to the main room. Seeing Lu Jing's pale face, he felt a little at a loss for a moment.
She pursed her lips tightly and took out several bottles of emergency pills from her Qiankun bag, but she didn't know which one to feed Lu Jing...
If someone else was injured, Sheng Zi, who had always been calm and dignified, would definitely not be so panicked, but at this moment, it was Lu Jing who was lying on the bed and breathless, which made Sheng Zi not know how to deal with it for a moment.
But within a dozen breaths, Sheng Zi took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.
"You have to ask the doctor."
"Hit the best doctor."
The best doctor that Sheng Zi could think of was naturally the imperial physician in the imperial court. She immediately wanted to go back to the palace and ask the servants in the palace to invite some imperial physicians to come over.
But at this moment, on a table not far away, a thorny rose suddenly released bursts of mist.
As the fragrant aroma came to her nostrils, Shengzi saw a woman with long red hair, fair face, and slender legs suddenly walking out of the mist.
The woman wore a gauze dress, which could not hide her beautiful figure.
She just walked to the bed, with waves of mist lingering around her, like a person in a fairyland.
Sheng Zi opened her mouth, but she didn't have time to be surprised.
Guixian frowned and looked at Lu Jing in front of him, and said: "He is lucky. If it were any other cultivator, his soul would have disintegrated after being seriously injured like this. At least it would be the result of lifelong stupidity, but he is still alive."
Being able to keep my spirit intact... can be considered a blessing among misfortunes."
When Sheng Zi heard these words, the worry in her eyes almost overflowed. She didn't have time to ask who the beautiful woman in front of her was. When she saw her, she could see through Lu Jing's injury at a glance, and she also placed some hope in her heart.
"Girl...girl, he seems to be in pain, maybe it can be relieved?"
Shengzi’s words had just finished.
I saw Guixian raise his delicate hand, pinch out a fingerprint, and touch it in the void.
Sheng Zi smelled a refreshing aroma, and in an instant, her mind became clear, and the fatigue from the whole day was swept away.
Looking at Lu Jing again, Lu Jing's brows were frowning and his face was extremely pale just now, but now his brows are relaxed and they must no longer be confused.
Sheng Zi wiped the sweat from her forehead, glanced at Guixian who was wiping sweat from Lu Jing, and was about to walk out.
"Where are you going?" came Guixian's voice.
"I'll go ask the doctor." Sheng Zi said: "Mr. Liu is not far from Changning Street. I'll go back to the mansion and ask someone to ask him to come to Yanglu Street as soon as possible."
"No need." Guixian glanced outside the main house: "Ever since that horse carried Lu Jing and appeared on Yanglu Street carrying a knife and a sword.
The fish in this small courtyard has already gone to invite Qing Yue back."
Sheng Zi was still walking out: "We must ask the doctor to come and take a look. Although Qingyue has studied medicine, her time to study medicine is still short..."
When she walked out of the main house, peach blossoms suddenly opened in the void outside the door.
The peach blossoms were in full bloom, and two more people walked out of the peach blossoms.
"Qing Yue..." Sheng Zi saw Qing Yue in brocade clothes and cloak coming in a hurry, with a woman in white beside him.
The woman in white clothes was graceful and elegant. She said nothing and looked a little lonely.
"Miss Sheng." Qing Yue hurriedly greeted Sheng Zi and walked into the room with the woman in white.
The woman in white clothes entered the room, glanced at Lu Jing, took out a pill from her sleeve and handed it to Qing Yue.
"Dissolve with water."
When Qing Yue did so, her hands were still shaking slightly.
Guixian on the side had already taken a few steps back, giving up her position to Qing Yue.
Qing Yue carefully took medicine for Lu Jing.
It was not until this moment that Sheng Zi guessed the origin of the graceful and luxurious woman in front of her.
"It's Mr. Eleven from the library."
Since there is Mr. Eleven, there is no need to ask for an imperial doctor.
Sheng Zi naturally knew that Mr. No. 11 of Shulou was good at pharmacology, but he had a cold temperament and rarely saw patients. Even if a dignitary in Xuandu invited her to see a doctor, it would still depend on her mood.
With her coming, Shengzi finally felt relieved.
Until then, Pei Yingui came in a hurry with Miss Hancai.
Shengzi calmed down a bit and began to peek at the women inside and outside the house.
Guixian was not far away from her, and her fiery red hair matched her fiery temperament, which was extremely stunning.
Pei Yingui has black silk hair, beautiful eyes and clear eyebrows, and a face like a flower or the moon.
Needless to say, Qingyue, who was feeding Lu Jing medicine, was as cute and graceful as the moonrise.
While Sheng Zi was worried about Lu Jing's safety, she felt a strong sense of crisis in her heart.
"If you think about it carefully, Lu Jing is so brilliant, just like the bright moon in the dark night, how can there be no stars to echo him?"
When Mr. Eleven saw Lu Jing taking the medicine, he told Qing Yue: "Prepare some fragrant flowers, mix them with blue musk deer, vitex flowers, glutinous rice ginseng, and cordyceps... Take it for him every day, and it won't take more than three or five days."
He will wake up when his soul recovers, so there is no need to be too anxious."
Qingyue and others breathed a long sigh of relief when they heard Mr. Eleven's words.
As long as people can wake up, the rest are external things.
"But then again, why did Mr. Lu Jing get injured every two days?"
Miss Hancai gritted her teeth and said, "This is Taixuanjing. Mr. Lu Jing has an extraordinary status. Who can hurt him like this?"
Qing Yue on the side remained silent.
Guixian, Pei Yin returned, and Shengzi also fell silent.
Mr. Eleven turned around and slowly walked out of the main room, but her voice came slowly.
"People like Lu Jing will always get hurt. In today's world, it would be surprising if he could save his life and live safely for decades."
Mr. Eleven left quietly.
Qing Yue knew that Mr. Eleven had been in a bit of a mood disorder these past few days, with a sad look on his face all the time, as if there were dark clouds gathering in his heart.
And what Mr. Eleven said today also meant something.
"Who else is the same kind as the young master?" Qing Yue wiped Lu Jing's face with a handkerchief scalded with boiling water.
Lu Jing's white clothes were soaked with sweat, but there were too many people here, and Qing Yue couldn't change them.
Soon Qingyue noticed the red-haired Guixian, and when she looked at Guixian.
Guixian smiled at Qing Yue and said, "I am Lu Jing's...good friend."
After saying this, Guixian added in his heart: "Lu Jing is also my benefactor."
"As a benefactor, I always do something useful when I say goodbye."
——
More than ten days passed quickly.
A major event occurred in Dafu. Locusts passed through the Hezhong Road, which had been plagued many times. The affected area further expanded and swallowed up most of the Hezhong Road.
"Two years ago, the tributaries of the Huangtao River overflowed, destroying a large number of crops in the southern part of the Hezhong Road. Now there is a locust plague. There will soon be an unknown number of victims in the Hezhong Road, and they will spread beyond the Hezhong Road... This is another troubled year."
In front of the Taixian Hall in the palace.
Jiang Shoufu rarely wore court clothes, holding a jade scepter in his hand, and talked to his second assistant Sheng Ruzhou.
Compared with the aging Jiang Shoufu, the spirit of Sheng Ruzhou can be said to be at the peak of his power.
But when Jiang Shoufu spoke, Sheng Ruzhou listened carefully like a student.
"These many disasters are heralding the coming spiritual tide, which is not a good thing."
Sheng Ruzhou sighed: "When the Hezhong Road is hit by a disaster, all the famous sects in the world will go to the Hezhong Road to provide disaster relief. However... Yuan Shen's magical power is so mysterious, but it cannot be used for large-scale disaster relief... This is really a pity..."
"It's not a pity."
Jiang Shoufu coughed, and there was a rare coldness in his eyes: "If Yuanshen's magical power can provide disaster relief, maybe Dafu has the largest population, and the Hezhong Road, which used to be the most fertile, will not have so many disasters."
Sheng Ruzhou raised his eyes and looked at the sky, remaining silent.
Jiang Baishi saw Chiyi Diao Si walking slowly from the Taixian Hall. The old man's originally stooped body straightened up a bit, and he was ready to go to the hall to meet Emperor Chongtian and report the disaster relief work.
"The famous sects in the world went to the Hezhong Road to provide relief, a place where demons caused chaos and disaster. This is their intention for the world.
It's just that... not all the great forces in the world are good people. Not to mention the first-rate evil sects, Ping Ping Township, Baigui Mountain, the Sophora Clan, and those scattered monsters need to pay more attention."
Sheng Ruzhou nodded and said: "Teacher, have you ever noticed that blood sacrifices in our Dafu territory have become more and more frequent.
Even the old dragons in Beiquehai want to use this to extend their longevity. According to legend, there was a swordsmith in the Sword Making Mountain who became obsessed with evil and attempted to forge a demon sword using the method of blood sacrifice.
Xu Xingzhi, the son of the champion general, also reported to the court that the reason why he gave up the evil sword that had been with him for a long time was because there were various voices whispering in the evil sword, wanting him to defeat the strong.
Blood Sacrifice Knife...
I still remember that before the last spiritual wave, the method of blood sacrifice was only mastered by Baigui Dishan, and even King Qi Yuan was only in the research stage. Now that the method of blood sacrifice is so popular, there must be a hidden secret."
Sheng Ruzhou's eyes also turned cold: "Turning thousands of ordinary people in the world into nourishment for practice will draw an insurmountable gap between practitioners and ordinary people. If this method prevails, the imperial courts of various countries will surely collapse.
Practitioners will definitely regard ordinary people as nothing more than trivial matters."
As Chilong Diao Temple approached, Jiang Baishi's voice also became deeper: "The immortals in the sky look down and regard the human world as a place in the palm of their hands to play with at will.
But... there are still many lackeys of immortals in this world. They think that by becoming dogs, they can sit back and relax and be fed by immortals. It is really ridiculous."
"The Hezhong Road suffered a disaster. Since there are three stars in the sky, there must also be maggots in the shadows under the disaster. The year of the disaster... is a good time for blood sacrifices..."
The disaster-stricken area along Central River Road has expanded outward again. The southern part of Central River Road, which was not affected originally, has had neither winter snow nor spring rain in the past few months.
The so-called auspicious snow heralds a good year. The southern part of Hezhong Road, which has always been prosperous, just lost most of its harvest last year due to the flooding of the tributaries of the Huangtao River. This year, it will be a severe drought. Once the sun shines brightly in the sky and there is no rain,
It was another big disaster.
Fortunately, the Hezhong Road has been hit by disasters many times, and Taixuanjing had already anticipated such disasters. Since the Huangtao River flooded, it has transported a large amount of relief food in the hope that it can withstand this disaster.
It's just that... Hezhong Road has a large population, and the imperial court can handle it for a year or two, but with such a drought this year, how will the imperial court handle it if there is another severe drought of six or seven years?
How can the common people not understand the truth?
Therefore, after the spring drought, many people saw that the land was frozen solid, and they already knew that they would not be able to grow crops this year. There were no crops, and coupled with the severe drought, if they did not leave earlier, they would not be able to walk out of the middle of the river in summer.
Because of this, a large number of people from the southern part of Hezhong Road began to pack up their bags and flock to the Taoist mansions around Hezhong Road...
This shows how difficult the world is.
Since February and March, there have been many practitioners on the Hezhong Road.
Various forces gathered in the middle of the river. Some wanted to do their part for the people affected by the disaster, some wanted to do good, and some were mixed in to achieve their own goals.
In Pingping Township, a young Heavenly King came to Hezhong Road holding a large flag. The flag was not unfurled and was carried on his shoulders.
But unlike Ping Ping Township's philosophy of "all slaves turning to ashes after all eternity" and taking it as their own duty to save all sentient beings in the world, this young king seems to be looking for something.
There were victims of the disaster all around. Although it was March, the weather in the morning was unusually hot.
The people of Hezhong Road originally only received some food relief during this year and were exploited by officials. Now they were hit by disaster and went to other provinces. Naturally, they did not have enough food. Most of them looked sallow and thin, and hungry.
But the young king seemed unable to see these people. He walked against the crowd towards the center of the Hezhong Road, and muttered: "The empty nest is unpopular, so it is just used for flag practice...
"
From Zhuxing Mountain, there is also a great white snake that sheds its demon body and turns into a human form, looking for a reincarnated person.
In Zhenwu Mountain, a Taoist who was holding two deer suffered a disaster. Some people wanted to snatch the deer from his hands. The Taoist argued with them with a red face.
The victims, who should have been ignorant of the truth, were persuaded by the Taoist. The Taoist gave them two bowls of deer milk and continued to lead the two deer along the vast river road.
The Dragon King of the original Xia River, a tributary of the middle channel of the Huangtao River, had not suppressed the flooding of the river, and had already been beheaded by Emperor Chongtian. The new Dragon King of the Yuan Xia River covered his tracks with clouds and mist, and soared into the sky. He lowered his dragon head and looked at the many refugees.
It was a bit intolerable.
The aloof Dragon genus actually sympathizes with these victims...
Countless figures are wandering in the middle of the river, and there are many demons dormant. I hope that this disaster will be more violent. Once order is lost, they will be able to fish in troubled waters.
Lu Jing had woken up at this time, and Qing Yue was peeling oranges for him.
And he had his eyes closed.
In his mind, white lights formed from the life energy were entangled together, and the light was very bright.
Over the past few days, Lu Jing has accumulated a considerable amount of destiny energy.
Especially since the previous group from Taixuan Capital allowed Nan Fengmian to go south as he wished, Lu Jing also gained a lot.
And when these destiny energies were gathered together, even though Lu Jing's soul was still in severe pain, a smile still appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"It's enough to improve the destiny of a divine martial genius."
"My destiny has been improved, my muscles, bones, and talents have also been improved. I think it will be very useful in the recovery of my soul's injuries."