If you can’t become a son-in-law, you have to be destined to become a saint. Chapter 27 Nanfengmian Tishan Navigation to Lujing is not enough to become a son-in-law
Chapter 27 Nanfengmian Tishan Navigation to Lujing is not enough to become a son-in-law
The clouds in the sky dispersed, and the moon was in the middle of the sky, bright and gentle.
The moonlight fell on the trees, casting mottled black shadows.
Everyone in front of the hospital, as their condition improved, the atmosphere became much more relaxed.
When Lu Jing spoke, his eyes seemed to sparkle with a unique light.
The light was convincing and made Su Tu feel more and more at peace.
Lu Jing picked up the horse's rein and handed it to the majestic figure who was looking at him intently.
Sheng Zi came back to her senses, her eyes became a little unnatural, she took the reins of the horse and thanked Lu Jing.
Lu Jing smiled and said, "Miss Sheng's family doesn't need to be polite. It was because of my curiosity that I caused this kind of trouble."
Sheng Zi shook her head and said: "Master Jing, we have some friendship. You can just call me Sheng Zi like you did just now. There is no need to be so polite."
Lu Jing thought for a while and was about to say something.
Sheng Zi said again: "I saw your statement that when a knight meets a knight on the road, he must show his sword, and I also know that you have a free and easy temperament, and you shouldn't be so coquettish."
Lu Jing then smiled and said, "In that case, Lu Jing will not shirk anymore."
"It's getting dark now. Lu Yi and I have to go horse racing. Lu Jing, see you next time."
With a smile on her face, Sheng Zi bid farewell to Lu Jing.
She led the horse onto the track, not forgetting to look back at Lu Jing.
Lu Jing made a very good impression on Shengzi.
Zhong Yubai, the great guest of the Sheng family, was in front of her and highly praised the concubine of the Lu family whom she had never met.
He even felt that the world was absurd because of Lu Jing's low status. That night, Zhong Yubai, who had not drank for many days, opened a pot to boil Manjiang and drank alone.
After what happened today, Sheng Zi felt more and more that Lu Jing stood out among all the noble young men, as if he was a rare gem in the sea.
"It's just a pity that Lu Jing is already of low status, unable to take scientific examinations and obtain fame. According to his own words, his martial arts talent cannot be called a good one."
"I hope that my advice today will be useful, and that he can turn to spiritual practice, and maybe he can find a smooth path in the future."
With this thought in mind, Shengzi headed towards the racecourse.
In front of Lu Jingyuan, only the old man with scar, Lu Jing and Qing Yue were left.
There seemed to be a flash of light in Qingyue's eyes, soft and gentle, pouring on Lu Jing like running water.
She frowned and said to Lu Jing: "Master, how did you do it just now? As soon as you touched the white horse, it came to life."
Lu Jing smiled softly at Qingyue and said to the scarred old man: "I'm annoying the elders today."
There was a smile on the old man's face, but it looked a little more ferocious because of the scar.
"Young Master, you are serious. We are just slaves of the Lu Mansion, we cannot be called elders."
Lu Jing's expression didn't change and he didn't say much.
But in fact, he had already guessed the origins of the scarred old man and the old soldier named Wu Beishi that day.
These two old soldiers seemed to be in their fifties.
In fact, his true age is probably over seventy.
But their bodies were still strong and their spirits were still strong, which allowed the memories of their original bodies to revive and merge in Lu Jing's mind.
"When I was nine years old, I saw these two old men when I was worshiping my ancestors.
At that time, Lu Shenyuan had not yet been demoted, so these two old men went with Lu Shenyuan to worship their ancestors.
It should be noted that these two old men are not of the Lu family's blood, but they are able to worship their ancestors with the head of the Lu family. This shows that their identity origins are extremely unusual.
From that day when Wu Bei died and asked Lu Jing to tell you, the old lady, that he was the one who taught Lu Jing how to practice martial arts, we can also get a glimpse of it.
"These two old men must be extraordinary in their martial arts attainments. Otherwise, if Nan Xuehu from the Snow Mountain Realm came to the Lu Mansion, they would not be allowed to come to our courtyard.
As the saying goes, those who are masters come first, and among the three of us, there must be my teacher, and I will never suffer any loss if I respect them."
"Besides, Wu Bei will protect me even if he dies..."
Lu Jing's thoughts moved slightly.
The scarred old man looked at Lu Jing with a smile on his face.
Lu Jing Yuan Shen suddenly appeared, and he suddenly felt a warning sign.
The next moment!
But they saw the scarred old man suddenly raised his left hand and punched Lu Jing's abdomen with his right hand.
In a very brief moment, Lu Jing was already alert.
Subconsciously, he picked up many body-training techniques such as the Twenty-four-Style Crocodile Demon Bone-Forming Technique.
He took a step back with his left leg. The muscles in his left leg instantly tightened, his bones instantly became like steel, and the fascia all over his body became stronger.
At the same time, Lu Jing's right hand formed a fist, his elbow gathered all his strength, and his bones clicked!
His elbow seemed to turn into a ferocious giant crocodile, from top to bottom, suddenly biting at the fist stretched out by the scarred old man.
Lu Jing's reaction was extremely fast, reaching the limit.
A strange look flashed in the old man's eyes, but his hands did not stop at all.
Lu Jing's elbow dropped abruptly and hit the back of the old man's hand.
Keng!
A hard sound.
Lu Jing only felt that his elbow had hit a piece of fine iron, and his entire right arm was almost numb, and severe pain shot through his body.
But the old man with the scar didn't know when he had withdrawn and backed away, the smile on his face not diminishing, and he was standing not far away.
Lu Jing gritted his teeth and took another deep breath.
The crocodile demon bone-casting skill controls the skin, muscles, fascia, and bones. The method of controlling the skin, muscles, fascia, and bones appeared in his mind. The skin, muscles, fascia, and bones shook almost simultaneously, relieving the severe pain.
Only then did Qing Yue on the side react. She let out a sigh and glared at the old man.
"I didn't expect that you have been secretly learning martial arts for some time."
The old man with the scar is holding his hands behind his back, and the scar on his right cheek extends from his temple, making the old man look even more terrifying.
Lu Jing was confused and was about to explain.
But I heard the scarred old man say again: "The bones are ringing, Master Jing's bone casting has begun to show results, and there is no guidance from the government. Even though you have a good talent, I am afraid you have only been practicing for more than half a year. Am I right?"
Lu Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, thought for a moment, and nodded slightly.
The old man with Scar laughed and asked: "Master Jing, you have a good talent, but it's a pity that you missed the best age for bone building.
The bones snap, the bones ring like gold and iron, and the bones are like bells.
This third-level bone-casting stage will also become increasingly difficult for you, which may be a good thing for Master Jing."
The numbness in Lu Jing's right arm has also eased a lot. He moved the joints slightly, but his eyes were still searching, looking at the old man with the scar.
The scarred old man glanced at Lu Jing as if he had a deep meaning: "As a bastard, he cannot be sharp, his arrogance cannot last, and he cannot have both ability and political integrity."
"Although I am a defeated veteran, I still know this. Master Jing, what do you think of what the veteran said?"
Lu Jing shook his head: "Senior, I am not just a concubine. In addition, I am also the son-in-law of a lowly family. The son-in-law... is no longer a member of the Lu family."
"Hahaha... Who knows if you are worthy of being this son-in-law?"
The old soldier with Scar said seriously: "Nan Fengmian, Duke of Nanguo, is on the way and will return to the capital!
He disappeared for twelve years, and now, twelve years later, he is carrying the body of the Great Protector of Yin County in Northern Qin, traveling through mountains and rivers, sailing on mountains and seas, and carrying out the customs..."
"The Duke's Mansion of the South Kingdom is in Taixuan Capital and is about to soar into the sky."
Lu Jing couldn't laugh or cry as he listened to Scar's old soldier's words.
"So, I'm not even qualified to be Nanfu's son-in-law?"