The ape-heart Vajra stands in the palm of the white ape.
His rickety body stood up straight, and he was meticulous when bowing down.
The same goes for the Shizhang White Ape. In the wind and rain, these two Duanshou Mountain apes saluted Lu Jing with respect for him.
And the brilliance on the stone tablet became more and more intense. Countless blood-colored mist still condensed on the stone tablet, especially in the eleven jade bottles that were smashed by Lu Jing. The rich blood-colored mist almost turned into a river of mist, continuously flowing into the stone tablet.
.
The strong men here all have extraordinary cultivation, and they all clearly realize that the stone tablet is not only absorbing the bloody mist, but also continuously producing vitality, supplying the wind and rain in the world.
This... is indeed a great merit.
In this river road, I don’t know how many people are looking forward to the long-lost wind and rain. Under the wind and rain, the scorching sun is no longer so blazing, and the earth is no longer so dry.
People don't have to flee their hometowns where their ancestors lived.
If the Hezhongdao can be fertile again, the food produced will always be abundant, and it will be able to feed the entire Dafu.
This weak young man is none other than King Yayoi of the country.
The Shaozhu Kingdom was still young and had already gained momentum by watching dragons. If it could see the candle dragon in the sky, it might be possible to break into the eighth realm.
Palace Master, I can detect the thunder in your voice, if Lu Jing is unwilling to change opportunities, are you going to take action against Lu Jing?"
Du Heng, the head of the Du family, one of the Hedong aristocratic families, wore a green robe and a high crown, and said: "Although General Huanshan of the Zhenbei Protectorate is young, he has the talent to hold the mountain with his arms. He is only thirty years old, and he holds a third-grade treasured spear, but
Dare to go straight into Baigui Mountain and meet Yama with a spear.
The body of this famous horse suddenly became stiff, and even the flames on its body were extinguished. It seemed that it felt great fear and did not dare to move.
His calligraphy has gained some true meaning from Mr. Lu Jing. From now on, he will write all the couplets on the mountain, so there is no need to go down the mountain to ask for help."
The young man beside the dancing general wore a high crown and long clothes, and his face was pale and a little weak.
She raised her head and glanced at Lu Jing, and felt that it was indeed a very difficult task to attract wind and rain on this dry land.
The woman was different from ordinary Dafu women. She wore a black and white short coat on her upper body and a red striped belt around her waist, which made the woman's waist slim.
The newly promoted cast iron man of the Cast Iron Mansion's eyes fell on the wind-calling knife at Lu Jing's waist.
"There are countless scholars in the world who speak great principles, but there are even fewer scholars who can do practical things and make meritorious deeds."
Although the Taoist's appearance changed drastically, from old to young, Lu Jing still knew that this Taoist was the wise man who opened the altar to offer sacrifices.
"Since you asked me for advice, I stood up and offered you tea."
Ye Liushuang pursed her lips, shook her head and said, "The Zhutie Mansion will never hurt Mr. Lu Jing's life."
Now that we have seen all living beings, we have also seen the catastrophes of wars for many years, and the Northern Qin is pressing forward step by step. This rare magic gun was collected by Mr. Lu Jing, and it is inevitable that the magic gun will be covered in dust."
The Lutan Divine Spear has its own spirit. Obtaining the Divine Spear is like acquiring the ultimate marksmanship. Maybe we can raise a new Zhongshan Marquis and a new Dazhu Kingdom!"
"Ye Liushuang of Zhutie Mansion..."
"If I take action against him, I am not worthy to be the king of all people."
Monkey Heart King Kong just saluted to Lu Jing, but seemed exhausted, and sat cross-legged again on White Ape's palm.
Under the order of the eldest princess, General Wu Si, who came here from Mi Country, one of the thirty-six kingdoms in the Western Regions, slowly lowered his hand that was originally on the thin knife on his waist.
"General, this...Mr. Lu Jing should have obtained this heavenly pulse."
"Thank you, Princess Lao. It seems that if the princess is here, I only need to hand over these treasures. Even if the Hedong family has other plans, I am afraid they will let me leave because of that magic gun and the three states of Chong'an."
The dancing priest general on the side had long brown hair hanging down. She frowned and hesitated: "If the Queen of Heaven asks..."
At this time, the blood-colored mist in the sky gradually thinned. Lu Jing stood in front of the stone tablet and felt that the stone tablet contained great power.
King Yayoi said: "When she taught me the knowledge of Daifu, she mentioned the disaster on the River Road several times. She once said that the people living on the River Road are innocent, and the fields on the River Road are innocent... Those who died in the disaster are even more innocent."
After saying this, he glanced at Ye Liushuang, the head of the Wuwang Sect of the Iron Mansion, and then looked at Du Heng and Du Ruo, the two heads of the family: "Are you considered a Confucian family head who is familiar with the books of sages?"
"Mr. Lu Jing, Du Heng dared to ask Mr. Lu Jing for this magic spear for General Huanshan."
There was no response from heaven.
The same is true for the monk Shenxiu who always has a young novice beside him. He has clear eyes and is sitting cross-legged not far from the pilgrim in the quiet pavilion.
Yu Xuanlou's thoughts flashed, and he said to Yu Zhuoxian: "Your Highness, I have been studying recently and read the memorials of famous ministers. I am quite puzzled by the article about Nanhai Dao's memorials asking for essays to explain their meanings.
"Sir, you and Mr. Four once moved to Parrot Island to save the people in the middle of the river, which delayed the disaster for many years...
"The two heads of the Hedong family are quite interesting, as well as Ye Liushuang of the Zhutie Mansion. If I hadn't noticed that there were two strong men behind me, or if I hadn't noticed that the Monkey Heart King Kong of Duan Shou Mountain was also ready to help.
I'm just afraid that they won't waste their time saying so many high-sounding words, they should already take action now."
The lower body is only made of unknown materials, which is close to the skin. The soles of the boots are red, as if stepping on flames.
He looked at Lu Jing carefully, and then saw the starlight shining on Lu Jing, and suddenly said: "I originally wanted to kill you to avenge Mingguang, but when I saw you today, I felt that Mingguang died without resentment, and that Qingshan Tutuo, Da
General, it is reasonable for the Great Heavenly King to value you."
"Now... the disasters on the Hezhong Road have been stopped because of the stone tablet carved by this young man. The Queen of Heaven is also happy to think about it."
The prince smiled and shook his head: "I heard that the old dragon who died on Luolong Island sent a messenger to invite Shaozhu Kingdom to Luolong Island.
Lu Jing smiled casually and looked around, still seeing dozens of strong men surrounding him.
Lu Jing felt relieved, the transparent heavenly veins in his body were still flowing slowly.
ps: (no charge) A flu is coming. The author usually sees too many people. No one has escaped from the popular flu. I feel that this flu is as fierce as the new coronavirus. It is very painful to have vomiting, diarrhea and smoke in the throat. But today the work unit invites
I took a vacation and spent seven or eight hours in bed writing a chapter. It's a little late and a little short, I'm sorry.
The young man whispered: "Whether it is talent, cultivation, or his achievements, he is worthy of that heavenly vein.
"Although Mr. Lu Jing is still young, he has the appearance of a saint."
As the Monkey Heart Vajra of Duanshou Mountain saluted Lu Jing, some of the many powerful men around him also showed respect and bowed to Lu Jing.
"The treasures of the fairyland are especially precious to today's Dafu. Mr. Lu Jing, you are Mr. Shulou, and you are also Dafu's law enforcer. Everyone in the world praises you for your kindness and your kindness to all sentient beings.
She glanced sideways at the boy next to her.
Lu Jing listened to the words of the evil king, and some doubts flashed across his face: "In the name of equality, Pingping Township first wanted to burn these ten thousand slaves to ashes, but he never thought that there were also high and low levels of status in it.
difference?"
Now, he was standing on the plain not far away, standing under a dead tree, and saluting Lu Jing.
As Yu Xuanlou opened his mouth, the mountain-opening ax in Chu Guogong's hand flashed with a burst of light.
Lu Jing narrowed his eyes.
"The Holy Lord's decree is ambiguous. You can fight for the rare treasures of Lutan while you are at the middle of the river. It is because of this decree that these people dare to besiege Lu Jing."
This kind of dressing up is not common in Dafu.
He seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his eyes were quite mature.
"The Holy Queen of Heaven is Princess Dafu."
Many people have left.
But this is Taixuanjing, and the prince’s three masters and three young masters are not here.”
If Mr. Ye Liushuang can give up Tianmai to the Iron Mansion, and wait until Ye Liushuang personally forges the fifth most famous sword in the world, he will go to Taixuan Capital with the sword and give this famous sword to Mr. Lu Jing."
"Thousands of remaining souls condensed into the natural authority of this angel are enough to restore prosperity to the River Road."
The Jingting Pilgrim of Daleiyin Temple was still carrying the Guanyin statue on his back. As early as when Lu Jing was slaying the dragon, the Jingting Pilgrim saw Lu Jing's speech and had put down the Guanyin statue behind his back and went to Changliu City to stop the hundreds of evil beasts.
dragon.
He saw Qi Guo Da Changqiu again. The white-faced and beardless old eunuch had a charming smile on his face and saluted Lu Jing. Lu Jing did not return the salute, and his eyes fell on the Evil King of Pingping Township again.
"Just... think about it carefully, General Wanshan is also recorded in the Dafu Fengwu Zhi. He is a son of the Jin family in Hedong, and one of the few accomplished generals among the eight great families in Hedong."
Sir, Tianmai is an opportunity, and the world-famous sword is also an opportunity, so why not trade opportunities for opportunities?"
Lu Jing was still standing in the river, his eyes drooping.
He suddenly understood something.
But unlike the expressionless face of Jingting Walker, today the Shenxiu monk, who was always afraid of trouble and polite to others, had more disgust in his eyes.
However, in just a few dozen breaths, Lu Jing was still standing in the river, but there were far fewer practitioners from all directions.
If I order you to fight for it by force, it means that I am not worthy to be the king of all the people of Mi country."
The sky was covered with wind and rain, but higher up there was a Mingyu Capital, five cities on the twelfth floor, and many immortals who wanted to raise the gods in the human world.
But I never thought that Shaozhu Kingdom is still here in the middle of the river."
Lu Jing turned his head and asked with interest: "It's okay to exchange opportunities for opportunities, but for Lu Jing, a sword that is the fifth most famous in the world is not worth the value of Tianmai to Lu Jing.
The seventh prince stood up without saying a word and handed over the chariot to the prince.
The prince glanced left and right at the Taoist and monks behind him, and with the same expression, he came to the seventh prince.
The seventh prince Yu Xuanlou returned to the chariot. He looked at Lu Jing carefully, as if he wanted to see through Lu Jing.
"It's just that sir, Tianmai is an immeasurable opportunity for the Iron Mansion, allowing the Iron Mansion to prove the method of iron casting.
Yu Qixiang, who was standing next to Lu Jing, turned around and saw a woman with bare hands looking at Lu Jing in front of the stone monument.
"Xuanlou, do you think you can hold me back?"
After Monkey Heart King Kong finished speaking, his eyes wandered towards the practitioners all over the sky.
He suddenly realized something, and a spiritual thought flowed and landed several miles behind him.
"Your Highness, everything in the world must be tried. If it's Taixuanjing, maybe I won't be able to hold off Your Highness.
Save the people and the land, and even hold the power to control the wind and rain... I just don’t know why my father didn’t send an envoy to welcome Lu Jing back to Taixuan Capital.”
"Mr. Lu Jing is extremely talented. Many people only see that Mr. Lu Jing's soul shines on the star, but they don't know that Mr. Lu Jing's energy and blood cultivation is also extraordinary among the young geniuses in the world today.
The prince sat on the chariot and watched the development of the situation.
Ye Liushuang of Zhutie Mansion looks like she is twenty-eighty-nine years old. I don’t know how old she really is, but when she speaks, there is a sound of thunder in her voice, and the blood is surging in her throat. She is just whispering, as if she is speaking in Lu Jing’s ear.
The sound is silky and there is no leakage at all.
General Wusi thought about it for a few breaths, and then remembered King Yayoi's words.
Ye Liushuang was tall but did not look bloated. She also saluted Lu Jing and said, "I have heard about Mr. Lu Jing's name for a long time. Today I see him doing meritorious deeds, which is very respectable."
Bai Yunmiao thought this in his heart.
The seventh prince on the side took a deep breath and finally looked at Lu Jing with some disgust.
The prince stretched out his hand and touched the famous horse pulling the chariot. The horse was originally burning with flames, but when the prince's hand fell on the horse.
Yu Zhuoxian put his hands behind his back and was thoughtful.
After bowing down, he left silently.
"It's a pity that Lu Jing is not under my command."
Some of those strong people left.
"Shaozhuguo is here too?"
"In this case, I will take the king to Lutan..."
Beside the magnificent scenery of Negixuecang Mountain, a young Taoist wearing a purple robe had a hesitant look on his face, but he was holding the peach wood sword tightly in his hand.
He clasped his palms together and recited sutras about past lives, trying to do his best to save the remnant souls that filled the sky.
The two turned around and walked away from each other.
Prince Yu Zhuoxian naturally knew the purpose of Yuxuan Tower.
Bai Yunmiao recognized this woman's identity.
The young King Yayoi looked at the stone tablet with envy in his eyes: "Speaking of which, the great Fu characters written by this young man are truly stunning."
His pupils were dark blue, his body had an exotic look, and his words were somewhat grand.
But I don’t know how many years this stone monument can keep the Middle River Road going smoothly.”
Prince Yu Zhuoxian was standing not far away, with admiration in his eyes but also a sense of pity.
From a few hundred feet away from the river, a sound suddenly came.
I wonder if your highness can help me clarify my doubts?"
The intention of the Spring Thunder Sword is brewing in the Breathing Wind Sword. If you can get a good sword, you can improve your martial arts skills. Maybe you will be like the Great Candle King of the Northern Qin Dynasty. You can become an immortal with your martial arts and become a heavenly person with your soul.
"It's a pity that Lu Jing set up the inscription in public, and the blood mist from the river road entered the stone monument... As Prince Dafu, if I take action against him again, I'm afraid the repercussions will be extremely bad."
"In the final analysis, they are afraid of the three states of Chong'an. Even if the three states of Chong'an carry the Northern Qin army, it is enough to scare many people."
The Evil King also noticed the look in Lu Jing's eyes. From a distance, his body was as imposing as a mountain.
Lu Jing took a deep breath and looked at the faces of these dozens of strong men. He looked at King Wu Zong Nong Guyang and saw that Nong Guyang had his eyes closed and remained silent.
But among the clouds and mist in the sky, someone seemed to be sitting cross-legged, looking down.
But he did not forget to praise Lu Jing: "It seems that sending Yuan Zhushan to Taixuanjing to study is a good thing.
The prince shook his head and glanced at Yuxuan Tower again, with a smile on his face: "Lu Jing is no longer under my command, but it makes it difficult for my seventh brother to sleep and eat well. Now with this merit, Lu Jing has returned to Taixuan Capital. Although
You can’t pay homage to the prime minister, but it’s already rich enough!
Cheng Hui pursed her lips and felt that these famous figures were too shameless.
But there was a star palace standing there. Silently, Si Wanyu, Princess of Chong'an, had arrived here with the star palace at some unknown time.
"Lu Jing, if you are willing to enter my Pingping Township, even though you are a young man, you can be the King of the East and have a higher status than me. I can also help you leave the Hezhong Road today. There will even be stronger people coming from outside the Hezhong Road.
Accept it, how about it!"
"No matter how high-sounding you say it, you can't hide the disgusting face of a villain."
"Mr. Lu Jing."
Yu Zhuoxian looked around and felt that he was surrounded by powerful men.
Because I am a part-timer, I do have more things to do than the average full-time writer, and there is nothing I can do about it. I work a lowly job to support my family, and I worry too much about doing things. I should resign because I am afraid that I will not be able to support my family in the future. If I don't resign, the updates will be a bit sparse. Hi,
have no choice.
The author is very grateful to the brothers who have always supported me, so I am trying my best to write. Sometimes the poor writing is not because the author is bad, but simply because the author is not strong enough and needs practice. After all, in the online writing industry, I am not counted.
He's new, but he can't be considered an old man.
As far as the data in this book is concerned, it should be more than enough for fast food. (It should have been better, shameful face.)
Finally, I suggest friends in the north prepare some oseltamivir as soon as possible, as it seems that influenza A has become a pandemic.
Friends in the south, please look at the situation. There should be no problems at the moment, but I don’t know much about it either.
Even if I don't feel well tomorrow, there will definitely be an update before twelve o'clock. I've already taken special medicine today. If I feel better tomorrow, I'll take advantage of my leave to write more, that's it!