"Nan Fengmian is the sixth son of the old Duke. He was very favored by the old Duke when he was young. All the dignitaries in Taixuan Capital call him the Little Duke."
"Nanfeng Mian is quite impressive. When he was young, he practiced hard in Zhenwu Mountain and made great achievements.
But later, he disappeared inexplicably, and the old prince went to Taixuanjing to make trouble in the city in order to find him, but in the end nothing was found.
Now, twelve years later, news came from Dingtian City, Dafu Border City, that Nan Fengmian suddenly appeared, carrying a corpse on his back."
"That corpse is that of the Northern Qin Shanyin Dadu Protectorate Prison who invaded our frontier many times, massacred more than 100,000 innocent people of my Dafu, and trapped and killed six thousand of my Dafu soldiers!"
When the old soldier with Scar spoke, his tone was trembling, his face was red, and his excitement was palpable.
He laughed loudly: "Yue Lao, an old man, has been in charge of Shanyin County for thirty years. In the past thirty years, he has killed countless Dafu people. He even said: 'He just sits on the border between the two countries.
He cooked deer and drank wine, listened to songs and dances, but no one dared to kill him. He laughed loudly for four years, and no one was a man!'"
"Unexpectedly, the young Duke Nan Fengmian lurked in Shanyin County for twelve years, assassinated him, and even carried his body for two thousand miles before returning to Dafutian.
If a hero of this caliber returns, the whole country will celebrate with joy, and the imperial court will welcome him with state gifts."
"So I said... Nanguo Duke's Mansion, which has no successor and seems to have fallen into decline, will soar into the sky."
The assassination of Nan Fengmian, the protector of Shanyin City, seemed to make the old man extremely happy, and there was strong joy in his eyebrows when he spoke.
Lu Jing also smiled slightly.
For him now, the status of the Duke of Nanguo in Taixuan Jing is actually irrelevant.
He was in a humble and weak position in the Lu Mansion, and when he went to the Duke of Nanguo Mansion, he was just a son-in-law.
There is no family connection in the Lu Mansion, and it will be even more unfamiliar when you go to the Nanguo Duke's Mansion.
Because of this, it actually makes no difference whether he is the son-in-law or not.
"In any case, this Nan Fengmian is a strange person. He hid in the Northern Qin Dynasty for twelve years, took the life of an enemy, and even returned home carrying the corpse... He is indeed worthy of admiration."
Lu Jing thought to himself.
The old man with a scar on the side could not hide the joy on his face, and said proactively: "My name is Zhao Wanliang, and what I am telling you today can be considered impulsive.
Since my words have ended tonight, and since you called me elder, I might as well remind you one more thing... It is already very late for you to cast bones. If you don't want to be lost to everyone, you should take more cast bones.
The elixir, in this way, may be able to make up some of the gap."
After Zhao Wanliang finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and turned to leave.
"Zhao Wanliang? This name is quite down-to-earth."
Lu Jing was about to say thank you, when Zhao Wanliang confirmed that Lu Jing's back was turned and waved his hand.
"Elixir?"
Lu Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, his thoughts moving slightly.
He wanted to get the bone-casting elixir from Lu Mansion, but it was almost impossible.
Now he is trapped in the Lu Mansion again. He cannot leave the mansion without Mrs. Zhong's order.
If you don't leave the house, you won't be able to earn any silver, let alone buy medicinal materials and ask the doctor to refine the elixir.
"You just need to find a way to get out of the house."
Lu Jing's thoughts changed rapidly. Qing Yue, who had been standing far away, suddenly approached.
She had her hands behind her back, her floral dress swaying in the wind, a gentle smile on her face, and her eyebrows forming a moonlike shape.
"Master, does the bone-building elixir cost a lot of money?"
Lu Jing was stunned for a moment, a little confused: "Qingyue, what are you asking?"
"I saw the Master's Kung Fu book."
Qing Yue's eyes were gentle, and she said as if asking for credit: "I saw that the young master needs a lot of medicinal materials to practice martial arts. I think it will cost a lot of money to buy these medicinal materials, right?"
Lu Jing was confused, but he explained: "Qingyue, don't worry, it seems... my martial arts talent is not that bad, and it will be fine without the pill."
What Lu Jing said was indeed what he thought.
Originally, Lu Jing thought that his talent in martial arts was not worth mentioning and that he would not be able to achieve much in martial arts after practicing martial arts by seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck.
But, through a few words from the old man Zhao Wanliang today.
I am summarizing all the things I have practiced in the past few days.
Lu Jing discovered that... his martial arts talent didn't seem to be that bad, it was even pretty good!
"Even if I don't have the blessings of being a spiritual genius and being diligent and hardworking, my basic skills and martial arts talent are probably not weak!"
"Otherwise, even with the blessing of fate, I will not be able to master the twenty-four movements of the Crocodile Demon Bone Casting Technique within three days."
"After all, Zhao Wanliang said just now that if I had average bones, it would only take more than half a year to practice to the level I am now."
Lu Jing thought in his mind and suddenly understood...
"Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune is a blazing gold-level destiny. Predicting good or bad luck is based on comparing several options under specific conditions.
My Yuan Shen talent is better, so between practicing God and practicing martial arts, practicing God is the auspicious sign, and practicing martial arts is the bad sign."
"Furthermore, under the mysterious fate of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, the great achievements in the saying 'It is difficult to achieve great achievements in martial arts despite talent,' are so high-level that I can hardly imagine them."
"The great achievement considered by the fortune-teller to seek good fortune and avoid evil may be to reach the three levels of martial arts."
"For all these reasons, my martial arts talent is not considered important by my fate of pursuing good fortune and avoiding misfortune. But in fact, my martial arts talent should be beyond that of most people."
There were many thoughts in Lu Jing's mind.
At this time, Qing Yue on the side was thinking: "Young Master said last time that his talent was average, but today he refused to admit it. Maybe he didn't want me to be upset about it."
Thinking of this, Qing Yue said: "Master, I have some silver, I can probably buy a lot of medicinal materials."
Lu Jing raised his eyebrows slightly.
Qingyue carefully took out a lot of silver coins from her arms.
"Master, look."
Qingyue held a few broken pieces of silver in her hand.
Her brows were rippled, the moonlight shone on her cheeks, and her fair cheeks were slightly flushed.
Lu Jing was even more confused because there were only three or four taels of broken silver in Qing Yue's hand.
Where did Qingyue get such a large amount of silver?
"Master, there is still some silver in Qingyue's room. There are twenty-two taels in total. Is it enough to buy some medicinal materials?"
Qingyue's eyes were watery, with a look of expectation in them.
Lu Jinggang was about to ask, but something flashed in his mind and he immediately thought of something.
"Qingyue, did you sell that box of peach blossom cakes?"
"The young master is really smart." Qing Yue said, "I went to buy groceries the morning before yesterday and took out the box of peach blossom cakes.
I took them to several pastry shops, and several owners were vying for them, so I visited a few more and picked the shop with the highest bid to sell them.
Even the box was sold for a total of twenty-two taels."
"It's just a pity that the box of peach blossom cakes originally contained eight snacks, but the young master let me eat one piece that day, otherwise a box would have sold for thirty taels."
"If I had known that the young master would let me eat it that day, I would have hid it."
The seven peach blossom cakes, together with the valuable sandalwood box, only sold for twenty-two taels...
"Qingyue, this silly girl."
Lu Jing whispered in his heart, his eyes looking at Qing Yue became softer and softer.
He clearly remembered that when Qing Yue ate that piece of peach blossom cake, even her brows and eyes were filled with happiness and satisfaction.
But she sold all the remaining seven yuan just because Qing Yue saw the prescription in the martial arts book and heard what Lu Jing said that day about her poor talent.
"Qingyue, please keep the money first. Master, I don't need the pills yet. I will ask you for them when I need them."
Lu Jing looked at Qing Yue up and down, and then said: "Your dress is also old. If you go out shopping tomorrow, you can look at other materials."
Qing Yue shook her head stubbornly and carefully put the few taels of silver into her arms.
"This is money for the young master to practice martial arts."
…
Three more days passed.
Lu Jing was in his room imagining the Great Sage Yantian, the King of Ming Dynasty.
In the past few days, he has also understood the difference between the concept of the Great Sage Yantian of the Ming Dynasty, the divine induction chapter, and the crocodile demon bone-casting technique.
Visualizing the Great Ming King, Lu Jing's body and soul can all be refined and become stronger and stronger.
However, without the skills, Lu Jing would not be able to control the physical body and soul at this level.
In other words.
The King of Ming Dynasty regarded Dharma as simply Dharma.
In the chapter about divine induction, the crocodile demon bone-casting skill is teaching Lu Jing how to control his growing power.
Visualize the Great Ming King as usual, and then study the chapter on divine inspiration.
Lu Jing came to the courtyard again, and in an instant, his demeanor changed drastically.
Many of the crocodile demon's bone-casting skills poured out of Lu Jing's body like flowing water.
His figure shuttled left and right, arms and legs swaying freely, and the blasting wind roared.
At the same time, one could vaguely hear the sound of popping, crackling, and endless sounds in the bones of Lu Jing's body.
Qing Yue was busy in the side room. When she heard the sound, she poked her little head out and saw Lu Jing practicing martial arts, her eyes couldn't help showing admiration.
"As the young master practices martial arts, his temperament becomes more vigorous and mature. When he stands in the courtyard on weekdays, he is tall and tall, with a graceful demeanor, just like a pampered young master."
In three days, Lu Jing's confidence in martial arts became stronger and stronger.
"My natural talent is pretty good, plus I'm a genius in cultivation, I have the help of my two fates of being diligent and hardworking, and I have the insight of the Ming Dynasty King to refine my body every day.
How can I not advance my martial arts skills quickly?"
Lu Jing had a smile on his face: "The thirty-sixth form of the Crocodile Demon Bone-Forming Technique, the crocodile bone holds the mountain!"
"Keng!"
A sound of gold and iron burst out from Lu Jing's body, making a crisp sound.
Lu Jing let out a long breath.
"The bones ring like gold and iron... This is the second stage of bone casting. The next stage is when the bones roar like bells and bells."
"In the bone-casting stage, the stronger the bones are cast, the more surging and vigorous the Qi and blood flowing out will be, and subsequent cultivation will get twice the result with half the effort."
"When I practice until my bones are as strong as a bell, I will find some bone-building elixirs and I will be able to lay a solid foundation."
Lu Jing was making calculations in his mind.
Outside the slightly open door, a young man walked from a distance.
Lu Jing's eyesight is not what it used to be.
Even though there was still some distance, he could already clearly see the appearance of the person coming at a glance.
This young man, about twenty-seven or seventy-eight years old, with an ordinary appearance and an expressionless face, came towards Lu Jing's yard.
"This man often accompanies Cong Lu Jiang to race horses at the racecourse."
"He is a servant of Lu Jiangyuan."
Lu Jing thought in his mind.
The young man came towards the courtyard step by step. When he saw Lu Jing, he didn't salute. He just said, "Master Jing, Master Lu Qiong has invited me. Please also invite Master Jing to Qingliu Pavilion."
Lu Qiong invites you?
Lu Qiong is his brother-in-law and has little contact with him on weekdays, so why would he invite him to Qingliu Pavilion?
more importantly.
Why was Lu Qiong's invitation sent through Lu Jiang's servants?
Lu Jing's eyelids moved slightly.
A golden light suddenly appeared in Lu Jing's mind, and messages were reflected from it.
ps: The author was bombarded with advertisements in the background, so I had to open some fan comments to avoid them. These advertising robots are too scary, and they caught me.