Chapter 266 I don't know who attracted the white deer?
Chapter 266 Who lured the white deer?
The dusk clouds are all gone and overflowing with coldness, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently.
A major event happened in Xiyunhai, causing great turmoil in Taixuan Jing.
Letters were circulated among many nobles in Taixuan Jing, and many powerful people walked out of their mansions and went to Taixuan Palace.
However, the old man in red, Diao Si, was standing guard in front of the Taixian Hall, saying that the Holy King was resting, and the ministers who came to see him, no matter what important matters they had, put them off until later.
As a result... the turmoil in Taixuan Capital became even more violent.
From Jiansu Mansion, a young girl pushed a wheelchair out of Jiansu Mansion. The breeze blew, and both the girl and the wheelchair walked up into the clouds.
A strong man whose body was covered in black clothes walked out of the city gate accompanied by the noisy chirping of cicadas.
It was already early winter, and there shouldn't be cicadas, but wherever the man in black passed, it seemed as if all the dead cicadas had come to life, and sent off the strong man in black with their chirping sound.
Chen Qingdu, a son of a noble family in Hedong, has never returned to Hedong since the literary examination in front of the imperial court. Instead, he served as a doctor in the Imperial College, teaching the scholars in the Imperial College, and also visited famous doctors in Taixuan Capital in order to cure his family.
My sister has a leg problem.
On this ordinary night, he was still studying as usual and preparing for tomorrow's lessons, but he never thought that the jade pendant on his waist was shining brightly.
Lu Jing's thoughts flickered.
The python-clad Diao Temple boy Xiuyan twisted a long black hair with his fingers. He stood at the foot of Lingao Mountain and looked up at the top of the mountain.
Dongnu's country has perished, but you have become even more unscrupulous. The prince who saved the dying mother and daughter on the roadside and whose reputation spread throughout Dongnu's country is no longer here."
The name of Sword Saint may not be worthy of the name..."
Lu Jing changed his usual gentle and gentle tone, his tone was cold, and his soul fell directly on Xiyunlian.
Beside Xiyunlian, Chen Longquan's incarnation looked at Lu Jing, with wonder in his eyes.
Taichong Longjun is already one of the strongest men in the world, and he is even more powerful physically.
But they can still be like wildfire, and when the wind blows, they bring life again."
Even so, there are still people who want to take this opportunity to kill him.
There was still a touch of shock in Xiyunlian's eyes, and her body completely collapsed.
Xiyunlian seemed to be told what she was thinking, her pupils trembled, and she immediately wanted to quibble.
Therefore, the strong men who were closer to Lingao Mountain came to the foot of Lingao Mountain, but they did not dare to act rashly. They only dared to station themselves at the foot of Lingao Mountain and wait for the other strong men to come.
But Lu Jing didn't bother her to say anything, and with a snap of his fingers, a sword energy spread horizontally, piercing Xi Yunlian's forehead in an instant.
On the contrary, An Nijing on the side saw Lingao Mountain and suddenly said: "The two immortals are still on Lingao Mountain. Could it be that the two immortals attracted the white deer?"
With this thought in his mind, Lu Jing walked out of the half-collapsed Dragon Palace.
Facing the green light diffused by the green dragon, Guan Changsheng took a few steps forward until he stepped on the air and fell down the mountain.
"In the final analysis, it's just to satisfy your own selfish desires."
You are half-dragon and half-human, yet you are indifferent to the lives of thousands of people. If one day you reach a high place, the immortals in the sky will clear the clouds and mist, reveal the sky, and ask you to ascend to the sky.
He didn't finish his words.
Chen Qingdu was thinking this in his mind. He remembered the teachings of Yasheng in his clan and the changes that Dafu Library had made in Dafu Confucianism and Taoism in just a few decades, and the thoughts in his mind became more determined.
Chen Qing couldn't help but frown, and there was a hint of disgust on his elegant face.
So Chen Qingdu could only brave the wind and snow and walk towards Taixuan Palace.
This pure scholar, teacher and educator, heir to the Hedong family, wanted to write a piece of pen and ink to add something to the story during the collapse of the library.
And the words on the table paper were slowly disappearing.
"Even the idea of reviving the Dragon Palace as a half-dragon and half-human came from you."
"The reason why I left Donghe Country was because I didn't want to harm those innocent people because of me.
Your mother is a mortal, and she should know that mortals have their own joys. But in this human world, war horses trample them, immortals may bring disasters for them, and the adults in the court regard them as pawns.
He shook his head slowly, and a sword energy shot out with a snap of his fingers, instantly dispelling the mist that was trying so hard to condense together.
He never thought that it was not the Dafu court who plotted against him, and that Emperor Chongtian even closed the gates of the Taixian Palace and did not receive anyone.
Everyone knows that the one who can bring Lutan to life must be an extremely talented person.
Mr. Jiu was drunk and hazy. His empty right sleeve moved with the wind and disappeared in an instant.
Maybe...it was the wise man Lu Jing who attracted Bai Lu!"
Xiyunlian, who originally lowered his head, suddenly raised his head and said: "Looking down at the immortals, the last spiritual tide has destroyed the human world!
"Kill the one who provokes the white deer, and the deer pond will be opened. There is no need to rush."
…
Suddenly, the towering mountains gathered countless eyes.
At this moment, both the sun and the moon reflect a throne.
The peach blossoms in the wind and snow are more and more beautiful, and they are unnatural, just like another peach mountain.
Lu Jingdao: "There are many small people in the world, but they are all used for blood sacrifices. How is this world any different from the barbaric wilderness?
A burst of mist spread over the coral tree. The mist seemed to want to gather, but it was unable to form because of the sword energy and lightning surging on the coral tree.
There was another thunderous explosion up and down the Dragon Palace.
"Lu Jing, I know you are not afraid, but I am very curious as to why you are not afraid."
On Luolong Island, the old candle dragon slowly opened its eyes.
Until a dark cloud approaches in the distance.
Lu Jing's thoughts flashed through his mind, as if he could sense the obsession in the mist.
The first snowfall was getting heavier and heavier, but it could not stop Chen Qingdu.
"Killing the Dragon Palace is not a serious sign. That old Zhulong... never wanted to kill me?"
The originally broad Zhan Qingshan suddenly erupted into an even wider sword light, heading straight towards the black cloud.
Outside the city gate, Mr. Jiu drank a few glasses of green plum wine, and his old habit relapsed, so he began to drag Guan Changsheng to talk about the past of the green mountain.
At this moment, a spiritual thought swept into the sea of Western Clouds and fell into the phantom of the incarnation.
Lu Jing smiled. At this moment, his eyes were full of ridicule. He looked directly at Xiyun Lian and said: "Among the nine best people in the world, is there any one of the most powerful and powerful people who gained his way through the method of blood sacrifice?"
In order to welcome the orthodoxy of Confucianism and Taoism, you can enter the palace with a jade scepter."
But you also know in your heart...the method of blood sacrifice cannot create the strongest person.
Lu Jing did not answer Chen Longquan's words, but instead asked: "The editor of Dafu Fengwuzhi once wrote for you, grinding his teeth and sucking blood, killing people like hemp, but upholding the right path and only killing those who deserve to be killed."
He shook his head and held Yan Qinglong tightly in his hand.
And in the sea of clouds in the west.
"He is indeed a man."
"Dragon Palace deserves death, but it is Confucianism and Taoism orthodoxy..."
"Big Dragon Girl, you are trying to separate yourself from those grassroots people by killing, and you want to reach high places.
Old Zhulong glanced at the figure in black, and then slowly closed his eyes.
However, he discovered that except for Lu Jing and those mortal creatures in the sea, there was no real dragon alive inside or outside the Dragon Palace.
The phantom stood among the overwhelming corpses, and its expression could not be seen clearly.
Many strong men in the world set out one after another to go to the Hezhong Road, hoping to seize this Lutan opportunity.
It clearly says: "The right etiquette lies here."
He turned around and glanced at the coral tree that he had chopped down.
Mr. Fourth has passed away, and Mr. Dafu, Mr. Second, and Mr. Five are all no longer in Dafu, and the most popular Mr. Guanqi in Dafu is now in his twilight years."
But in the cold wind, there was a clear light shining at the bottom of the deep valley, and the shadow of the knife rose into the sky like a blue dragon!
The Kaiyang Sword Seat sat cross-legged on a long dead tree, holding the sword in both hands and saying nothing.
The incarnation of Taichong Dragon Lord saluted the divine thought, and then raised his eyes to look in the direction of Taixuanjing.
"Prince, you and I are different."
Lu Jing, the method of blood sacrifice is the way to save the world. As long as you sacrifice those grass people who cut off one crop, another crop will be born, and then the top strong men will naturally emerge."
I originally wanted to go against the wind and clouds and use the slightest of my strength to uphold the right path, but I found that saving two or three people would never save the world."
Chen Longquan asked Lu Jing.
"Perhaps Xiyunlian didn't want to take charge of the Dragon Palace."
One of Chen Longquan's hands glowed golden, like gold.
More than ten days have passed since Lutan appeared in Lingao Mountain.
"The library follows a rebellious approach. Bai Guanqi's fate has not long passed, and Lu Jing killed the Dragon Palace today. These are all signs of the decline of the library.
A smile appeared on Mr. Changsheng's lips: "Those young people who meet Mr. Eleven are afraid they will be buried under those peach trees."
Lu Jing guessed that he went to Xiyunhai alone without informing anyone in the court, and then killed the Dragon Palace, which would inevitably cause an uproar in Taixuan Capital.
On the throne, a figure in black remained silent, just staring at Old Zhulong.
Her face was pale, many scales appeared on her body, and there was even an extra dragon horn on her head.
But more than ten days have passed, and the white deer is still flying in the sky, occasionally making the sound of deer calls, and never leaving Lingao Mountain.
"Today you want to do evil, and you asked me about the blue dragon in my hand!"
Xiyun Lian said: "If you don't kill me, I will use my half-dragon, half-human bloodline and the method of blood sacrifice as the foundation to walk a path."
Those two eyes, one is like the sun and the other is like the bright moon.
Guan Changsheng stood on the mountain peak, ignoring the wind and snow, and looked at another country road, where he saw peach blossoms in full bloom.
"Let's wait until Bai Guanqi passes away."
Today you claim that you want to use blood sacrifice to achieve your goal and save the world.
The bloody smell emanating from the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses in front of the Dragon Palace made those real dragons who were originally very arrogant understand...
"Those who are dead but not stiff, and whose souls are causing trouble, are evildoers."
Many geniuses who were already in the middle of the river followed the rainbow bridge and rushed to Lingao Mountain.
The man in black raised his head, shook his head and said: "He killed a governor of the Donghe Kingdom and was forced to leave the Donghe Kingdom and came to Taixuanjing on the run.
Mr. Lu Jing, I'm afraid you won't live long, and maybe you will die in the next moment."
Lu Jing was alone. After waiting for two or three days, no other real dragon came. Then he stood up and let out a long breath.
Lu Jing lowered his head and looked at his hand.
"You don't deserve to mention the word salvation."
But after feeling disgusted, he still took a deep breath, stood up slowly, put on a set of gorgeous clothes, picked up a jade tablet given by the Holy Lord himself, and headed towards Taixuan Capital.
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"Why...are you not afraid?"
Just as Lu Jing said, Chen Longquan's expression remained unchanged. He looked at Lu Jing carefully and said: "It's a good thing to be determined, but... all the monks in the world are taking advantage of the wind and cloud of the times and being swept away by the wind and cloud of the world.
Coerced.
The silent Kaiyang Sword Seat and Tong Xiuyan shook their heads, but didn't say much.
Qi Hanzhang on the side said with some admiration: "But I don't know who attracted the White Deer?"
But there are not only evil people in Taixuan Capital.
When the light flows through the papyrus on the desk, lines of text appear.
Thunder surged in, and Chen Longquan's shadow disappeared in an instant.
He sat on the throne of the Dragon Palace and waited for a long time, but he never waited until other real dragons came.
Guan Changsheng picked up the Yan Qinglong beside him and was about to start, when Mr. Jiu beside him threw the famous sword Qingshan in his hand.
When Chen Longquan heard Xiyunlian's words, he was noncommittal.
Chen Longquan looked at this scene, looked around, and then looked at the vast Dragon Palace.
He always lowered his head, and the black scholar's cloak was covered on his head, as if he didn't want to be noticed. He also went to Taixuan Palace tonight.
Tong Xiuyan was also speculating.
The top of the mountain was obscured by clouds and fog, and nothing could be seen.
Chen Longquan said with a sigh in his tone: "The Dafulong genus is all one, let alone the Sifang Sea. There is Taichong Sea above the Sifang Sea, and there is a Luolong Island above the Taichong Sea.
At the foot of the mountain, cicadas chirp.
"There are so many evil spirits in this world, but you just sit here in Taixuan Capital and ignore them. Now that some people are trying to kill evil spirits and reveal their traces, you people are sticking your heads out one after another. You are really... shameless."
In front of the Dragon Palace, Xiyunlian stood upright and sat on his knees.
Lu Jing's spirit in white clothes has disappeared.
I know you are Mr. Library, but...since the Master ascended to heaven, the library has changed from what it used to be.
"But I never thought that the first person in the extreme state of divine appearance would be able to land on Dragon Island, and even witness the blood sacrifice of a real dragon without changing his expression."
An Nijing saw the two people's actions, lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he said: "The one who inspired the White Deer must be a supreme genius, Lutan is a fairyland that has fallen into the human world.
Chen Longquan nodded, thought for a moment, then raised his head and said: "Xiyunlian is one of the dragons selected by Luolong Island, and Old Zhulong must be watching this Dragon Palace.
There were also people standing outside Taixuan Jing with swords, drinking wine, drawing swords, and blocking the visitors.
Chen Qingdu's not-so-expensive horse seemed to be a little sick. No matter how hard Chen Qingdu tried, he could not pull it up.
"The Dragon King of Xiyun didn't want to come to kill me."
Lu Jing raised his eyebrows slightly and snapped his fingers again.
The Qi of a green dragon sword opened its dragon scales, cut through the clouds, and struck into the void.
And when Lu Jing left Xiyunhai.
Come to think of it, you will not hesitate to abandon this Western Cloud Sea, abandon this Dragon Palace, and climb to the Immortal Tower."
It's snowing tonight.
"The bright moon is on my chest, illuminating the traces of evil." Mr. Jiu jumped into the air, and the sword light that had not yet disappeared supported his body and disappeared in a flash.
Taichong Longjun spit out a mouthful of turbid air and turned it into a torrent, which was swept into the Dragon Palace and turned into a phantom.
But there is only one.
There is indeed a person in the Dragon Palace who "kills real dragons wherever there is a real dragon". Going to Xiyun Dragon Palace at this time is tantamount to committing suicide.
However, there has never been a genius coming out of Lingao Mountain, and they follow the white deer to the Hongqiao and go to Lutan.
Chen Longquan just finished speaking.
Even though Guan Changsheng had heard these stories many times before drinking with Mr. Jiu, he still listened carefully.
"I have seen your name in Dafu's historical records."
Tong Xiuyan's expression changed, then he sneered and said, "It would be best if it were Lu Jing."
"He was blessed with great fortune. Even when the Dragon King of Xiyun came, he did not take his life, but he escaped."
"If he was the one who inspired the White Deer, this Lingao Mountain would be the perfect place for his burial."
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