"In this chaotic world, even if you are an extremely talented person with a proud appearance, if you don't pay attention while walking in the world, your bones will be buried in the dust."
"What's the use of great talent and physical strength when faced with death?"
The eldest prince of Taichonghai shot the dragon bone arrow, and the falling dragon bow in his hand disappeared instantly. The smile on his face did not change at all, and his eyes fell on Lu Jing in the distance.
Even Chu Yeshan in the distance looked away and no longer looked at Lu Jing in the mirror.
When a person like Lu Jing died on the Hezhong Road, he felt it was a pity and did not want to see it.
The dragon bone arrow was shot out quietly, and in the blink of an eye it was filled with surging fierce power. The whistling energy and blood blessed the dragon bone arrow, plus the dragon's power flowing in it. This arrow brought a stream of light, cut through the void, and headed straight towards
Lu Jing is coming!
Lu Jing's Yuanshen shines with golden light. The Yuanshen is spiritual and can understand the truth of heaven and earth. When a warning sign comes, the Yuanshen suddenly opens his eyes.
For a moment, Lu Jing felt as if cold water was pouring down on him, and the confusion in his mind dissipated in the blink of an eye.
The wind-calling rain sutra circulates the vitality, and the nine gods use the mysterious method to mobilize the surrounding qi and blood to flow, and it spreads to every corner of the body in an instant.
Qi and blood also flowed through Baima Zhaoye's body, and Qi and blood flowed into Lu Jing's body along with the wind and rain!
The Sutra of Calling for Wind and Rain!
The Nine Gods Hold Mysterious Dharma!
Great Sage Yantian, King of Ming Dynasty!
Even Lu Jing's golden soul and the innate blood in his body have been fully mobilized.
Even though Lu Jing was seriously injured at this time, the intense pain in his body made him dizzy.
But he still gritted his teeth!
He wants to... take this arrow with all his strength.
The closer the dragon bone arrow got to Lu Jing, the more terrifying it was.
The air waves in the sky are surging, just like a storm emerging from the clouds and mist.
Like stars falling, the black clouds that filled the sky and earth were dispersed by dragon bone arrows.
Chi!
The rain-calling sword on Lu Jing's waist flew out again, like a stream of light, bursting out in the sky and earth, and then turned into the sun.
Another wind-calling sword cut open the Shu road and brought forth spring thunder.
The vitality in the Zhentang in Lu Jing's body has been drained out, and the energy and blood are even more exhausted.
All the strength from his body had been drained, his bones were broken, his skin and flesh were torn, and blood seeped out of his black robe.
At this moment, Lu Jing faces the most dangerous disaster. If he is not careful, he will die right now.
The clouds and mist surged and dissipated.
Lu Jing's sword light faced the dragon bone arrow, then collided and shattered.
Just for a moment.
Under the bright Dongjun sun, the spring thunder sword light touched the dragon bone arrow, and shattered into pieces in just an instant.
But the dragon bone arrow also trembled briefly.
Lu Jing was riding Zhaoye, and when he took off his hand, the Wind-Calling Sword sheathed itself.
He flicked his fingers again in an instant, and the Yun Kong pattern on his arm flashed with light, and Lu Jing suddenly had a sword in front of him.
The sword is inlaid with seven gems that shine like stars. The gems bring out the light and the seven colors.
At this time, Lu Jing's face became increasingly pale, and blood even flowed from the corners of his mouth.
The soul has also been dimmed, and it can only mobilize the slightest traces of vitality.
But this gentle vitality drove the seven-star sword that Lu Jing got from cutting off the seven-star sword constellation when sending Nan Fengmian away from Taixuan Jing, and pointed it towards the dragon bone arrow!
"Um?"
At the critical moment, the eldest prince's eyes reflected his expression, but he could clearly see the seven-star sword.
"This is... the second-grade seven-star sword of Qi Guoji's Sword Pavilion?"
It has never blessed the vitality, blood, and recognized its master. Even if it is a second-grade heavy craftsman treasure, it is far from being able to exert its power!
Even... without the blessing of vitality and blood, even a second-grade sword is not indestructible.
Because of this, the eldest prince's expression remained unchanged.
The dragon bone arrow shot straight out, and the seven-star sword also soared in the air like a brilliant light.
The dragon bone arrow moved forward with ferocity and power, shooting directly at the body of the seven-star sword!
Sonorous!
Sparks suddenly appeared, and the seven-star sword was immediately shot away, exploding with a thunderous sound, shooting straight towards the mountains and rivers in the distance, and piercing into the mountains and rivers!
Even the gemstone of the Seven-Star Sword facing the Dragon Bone Arrow had some cracks.
The second-grade seven-star sword is extremely hard even if it has not been blessed with vitality and blood!
The eldest prince bent his bow and fired an arrow that hit the seven-star sword, causing cracks in the gems on it, which showed how powerful the arrow was.
But... no matter how strong he is, Lu Jing's sword is blocked by the light of his sword, and the seven-star sword can resist its power, so its power has already weakened a lot.
The eldest prince still has a chance to win...
"Killing one Lu Jing is enough."
"Dare to enter Wutan to kill Longzi? That's too outrageous."
Just as the eldest prince thought.
Lu Jing had no strength left, and the dragon bone arrow came straight at him!
In an instant, it shot into Lu Jing's body, then brought out a line of blood and flew out from Lu Jing's back.
The supreme energy and blood contained in the dragon bone arrow also rushed into Lu Jing's body unscrupulously, trying to obliterate Lu Jing's internal organs.
Lu Jing groaned, the white horse Zhao Ye was still running hard, but his eyes became a little dim.
It could sense that the vitality in Lu Jing's body was rapidly passing away.
But Lu Jing's pale face still showed calmness.
The Great Sage Yantian, King of the Ming Dynasty, illuminated the golden light and fell on his soul.
A weak stream of qi, blood and vitality, each controlled by the Nine Gods Holding Mysterious Method and the Wind-calling Rain Sutra, circulates in his body.
The immortal body of Zunqing level finally burst out its true power at this moment.
Just like when Lu Jing was seriously injured, after acquiring the Immortal Body, the speed of recovery from the injury was accelerated several times. The real reason is that... Lu Jing's physical heritage and talents, which were enhanced by the Immortal Body and Lifestyle, made his soul become more pure.
, the upper limit has been increased by an unknown amount!
In the past, Lu Jing only improved his cultivation speed under his immortal physique and destiny.
At this moment, when Lu Jing's soul and body suffered heavy injuries, all the power of his immortal body had been squeezed out.
Even the blood flowing out of Lu Jing's back turned golden and scattered on the ground.
When the golden blood fell to the ground, in a sea of clouds in the middle of the river, the white-clothed immortal who fell from the sky raised his head, with some surprise flashing in his eyes. Now he waved his sleeves and gathered the sea of clouds.
It's just that the sea of clouds today is full of blood, which is very different from the past.
""In this ordinary world, there are many extraordinary people, and there is one who has immortal wisdom."
The white-clothed immortal said to himself, then shook his head: "If he can go to heaven, he will be regarded as an immortal, and he will become a saint from now on."
…
Golden blood flows on the night sky.
Zhao Ye, who was just running hard but with dim eyes, suddenly raised his head and hissed with all his strength!
Excitement flashed in its eyes, and its four horse legs moved faster.
The white horse's body almost turned into a bolt of lightning.
Because it noticed that Lu Jing's aura was weak, but he was not dead, and... his aura became thicker and thicker, and his vitality gradually became richer.
Chu Yeshan on the mountain finally turned his head and looked down at the precious mirror.
On the mirror, Lu Jing lowered his head, closed his eyes tightly, and his body was firmly locked on the mirror, and he was unconscious.
"Mr. Lu Jing, you shouldn't leave Taixuanjing." Chu Yeshan sighed and was about to put away the precious mirror when he saw another scene emerging in the mirror. The eldest prince of Taichonghai, Ying Xuanguang, suddenly frowned.
"Not dead?"
The eldest prince Ying Xuanguang murmured to himself.
Chu Yeshan's breath froze as he looked at the precious mirror.
Lu Jing is still alive?
Can someone with extremely talented and unparalleled physique really be able to... do whatever he wants?
…
Lu Jing fell asleep on Zhaoye, and his golden blood, under the immortal body, actually shined golden light like the great sage Yantian of the Ming Dynasty, shining on his body and soul.
Lu Jing seemed to be asleep, his consciousness was blurred, and he saw a scene that surprised him.
He saw himself dressed in white, with a sword on his waist, walking up the stairs to the sky, and entering the sky.
So...he saw the scene in the sky covered by clouds and mist.
Mingyu Jing in the sky!
Five cities on the twelfth floor!
Twelve fairy towers stand in the vast void, surrounded by fairy mist, white cranes flying in the sky, and white deer walking on the clouds and mist... In addition, there are countless rare and exotic animals soaring in the sky.
The extremely thick vitality filled every space, and even these vitality accumulated into clouds and mist in the sky, shining white light, reflecting the five fairy cities.
In addition to the twelve fairy towers and five fairy cities, there are also 360 fairylands. Each fairyland is very different, and each fairyland blooms with a completely different spirit!
Lu Jing's white clothes were floating in the fairy mist, and he seemed to have transformed into an immortal, walking in the vast void.
"This... is the paradise in heaven after Tianguan?"
"Am I dreaming?"
Lu Jing frowned.
He had seen descriptions of fairyland in many ancient books, and also knew that among the world's heroes, many talented people had dreamed of ascending to fairyland, received the inheritance of immortals, and became true immortals.
Even when Lu Jing was still in the Lu family's mansion on Shili Changning Street, he wrote poems and essays, using this as an excuse to make famous those poets in his previous life and get out of his own predicament.
And when he had just obtained the body to ascend to immortality, there was also a fairyland that opened up, and immortals came into his dream, welcoming him to cross the heavenly gate and enter the fairyland. However, the master appeared at that time, and the matter of ascending to immortality was over.
"But I never thought that after the dangerous situation just now, I would inexplicably see the fairyland in heaven."
Lu Jingyuan looked at the vast fairyland, but no immortal came to greet him, and he saw no trace of the immortal.
While he was wondering, he saw a simple high platform made of bricks and stones standing in the vast void among the clouds and mists in the fairyland in the distance.
The high platform is covered with apricot and peach trees.
At this time, the apricot blossoms are fragrant, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and there are acres of fertile farmland and a thatched house.
There is a huge table placed in front of the thatched cottage.
On the table, sandalwood was burning, a guqin was placed, and there were very ordinary pens, inks, papers and inkstones.
Sitting in front of the desk was a tall old man wearing a gray robe.
The old man has a straight beard and kind eyes. He is lowering his head and writing something.
The moment Lu Jing saw the old man, his body could not help but tremble slightly.
He subconsciously walked up to the high platform and came to the old man.
"Are you here? Sit down."
The old man invited Lu Jing to sit down, then got up and went back to the thatched cottage, taking out a pot of tea and two teacups.
"I grew this tea, come and taste it."
The old man burned new sandalwood and made tea for Lu Jing.
It was only then that Lu Jing came back to his senses. He quickly opened his arms wide, then closed his palms and bowed down to perform the disciple's ceremony.
"Master..."
The master was meticulous and nodded gently: "A friend comes from afar, and I only offer tea as a gift."
Lu Jing looked around and felt that there was smoke all around the high platform. Sitting on the high platform, not to mention the many wonderlands around him, even the Mingyu Kyoto, which was extremely brilliant and shone like a sun, could not see a single brick.
Just tiles.
"These pavilions and cities are so bright no matter day or night. Now that I am old, I can't sleep when I see the light, so I simply planted some apricot trees and peach blossoms to block them."
The master speaks very gently, his face does not look old, and his skin is as tender as a baby. Coupled with his long beard, he looks ordinary, but he has an unspeakable temperament.
"Master...is this here?"
"You are not dreaming. This is the sky that countless people in the world are looking up to."
The Master personally poured tea for Lu Jing. Lu Jing regained consciousness and stood up slightly to show courtesy.
"There is no need to be polite. Although you are young, you are the gentleman from the library and a real scholar. There are many connections between you and me. In the future... we may meet again."
"See you later, maybe it's not me who calls you to heaven."
The master whispered like this and motioned to taste the tea.
Lu Jing picked up the tea cup and took a sip, but he only felt it was bitter and had a bit of a strange taste.
Seeing Lu Jing's expressionless face, the Master unexpectedly showed some hope in his eyes: "How is it?"
Lu Jing originally wanted to say something nice, but the person in front of him at this moment was the real sage. In front of this real sage, Lu Jing hesitated for a while, and finally just said politely: "Master... Lu Jing doesn't usually do that often.
When you taste tea, you cannot tell whether the tea is good or bad.
It's just that the tea tastes quite bitter, which is not to Lu Jing's taste."
The master nodded unexpectedly and sighed: "It doesn't suit my taste either. This is the result of many improvements I made.
When I first ascended to heaven, the tea I grew was just like swill, smelling bad and unpleasant to drink.
Later, I painstakingly studied for more than 40 years before I could barely get into the mouth."
Lu Jing was silent for a while, subconsciously thinking of the fragrant flowers in fairyland...
Master ascends to heaven, is it so difficult to drink better tea?
The old man sitting opposite him seemed to understand what Lu Jing was thinking. He shook his head slowly and said: "When I first ascended to heaven, the owners of the Immortal Tower and even the people on the throne brought me a lot of tea and wine.
It's just that... I don't want to drink the tea and wine from heaven, so I refuse to go back. Their hospitality is beyond reproach."
Lu Jing was puzzled, but Master didn't explain much.
"Since you have such a talent that you can ascend to immortality, and now you have to master the sword spirit, as the elder of the library, I always want to see you."
The Master sighed and said: "Besides, I have been in heaven for too long and do not want to talk to them. Among the people who can go to heaven to see me on earth, some are dead, some are blocked by immortals, and some hate the fairyland and do not want to."
Come...
It would be a good thing for you to have a chat with me since your spirit has ascended to heaven today."
Lu Jing opened his mouth.
He never thought that the master who could open the heaven with his hands and was revered as a sage by countless people in the world would also feel lonely.
"In that case, why doesn't Master return to the human world?"
"It's better to have many people in the world waiting for your return than to be alone in the sky."
Lu Jing was silent for a long time before he opened his mouth to express his doubts.
The master took a sip of the bitter tea, narrowed his eyes with sparkling light, and said softly: "I am in heaven, so I can suppress this day. When he acts... he doesn't dare to be too unscrupulous."
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