Chapter 315 Why give up the emperor star and take the primordial star?
Mr. Guanqi, who had become much younger than before, was walking on the road to the library of Hanmo Academy. He suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky.
There are no stars in the sky tonight.
But it is faintly visible, and the light is bright in the distance.
Mr. Guanqi turned his head and thought for a moment, with a smile on his face, and then slowly shook his head.
In Taixuan Palace, Emperor Chongtian was as diligent as ever. He did not rest even late at night, sitting in front of the table with the dragon corpse embedded in it, reviewing the memorials.
Suddenly, the dragon corpse trembled suddenly, and a drop of blood seeped out from the forehead of the real dragon.
The blood was bright and strange. Emperor Chongtian put down the brush in his hand, frowned slightly, and looked at the dragon corpse.
"You are no longer of the dragon bloodline. You are just like the Canglong slave, my sharp blade. That heavenly dragon has nothing to do with you."
Emperor Chongtian spoke.
The extremely bright blood seeped into the forehead of the dragon corpse again.
Emperor Chongtian's expression did not change as he looked at the sky in the distance, but the things hidden in his eyes were more complicated.
He suddenly remembered that Jian Jia Shang Min once told him that if the young man named Lu Jing became a sharp sword for killing immortals, it would inevitably become as heavy as a mountain.
Emperor Chongtian originally thought that since he was born in this human world, even if the sword used to kill immortals in the human world was as heavy as the Heavenly Palace, he would still be able to control it.
Because he is the Holy King of Dafu and the most noble person in this vast world. Perhaps as the years go by, he will become the only overlooker in heaven and earth.
With such self-confidence, why can't he control a mere sword that kills immortals?
But when his eyes looked at the sky in the distance, flashes of thunder were reflected, and a sword light was reflected rising into the sky, stirring up the clouds and mist in the sky.
Emperor Chongtian turned his head slightly.
"If you think about it carefully, Lu Jing's achievements when he was young actually exceeded that of Shang Min when he was young."
Emperor Chongtian seemed to be talking to himself.
He brushed his long sleeves, and the void in front of him was filled with chaos.
In the pervasive chaos, stars twinkled.
Gouchen Yuanxing, Kunpeng Yuanxing, and even the human Yuanxing that most people barely understand all appear in it.
Even if Emperor Chongtian is looking for Yuan Xing, he will never look up to it.
He looked down at the chaos, stretched out another finger, and tapped it twice in succession.
In the chaotic darkness, two mysterious rays of light fell and landed in it one after another.
Point out the two stars of Jitu Rahu.
When these two stars appeared, Emperor Chongtian suddenly made a move and his eyes fell on a mysterious star.
"That's right, the sharper the sword and the heavier the knife, the faster it will be when the bridge is shattered."
"As for how to hold this sword?"
Emperor Chongtian's eyes suddenly turned and he returned to the library.
…
Lu Jing's soul has turned gloomy.
The vitality around him has long been drained.
Even the starlight reflected by the three Yuan stars became dim.
On Jiuchu Mountain, a huge dragon head separated from the giant dragon.
There was actually a huge gap in the Rain Calling Sword, which was currently suspended next to Lu Jing, trembling continuously.
Zhao Ye’s four legs were trembling.
Even Lu Jing stood there blankly, and the tea time had passed.
On the huge dragon head of Taichong Dragon Lord, the two originally deep and majestic eyes were wide open at this moment, as if they would not close their eyes.
Lu Jing stood five feet away from the dragon's head.
I still feel a little dazed in my heart.
The dragon-slaying silk on the Rain Calling Sword has been burned away, and it seems that it has completed its mission.
"Cut off the dragon-slaying silk raised by thousands of dragons to help me kill the seriously injured Taichong Dragon Lord."
"Taichong Longjun really died in my hands!"
Lu Jing whispered in his heart.
He looked up at the sky, and vaguely saw the remains of Chen Baxian on the Dragon-Slaying Platform standing on the stage, laughing.
In a daze, a voice came from Lu Jing's mind.
"If you sacrifice the body of Lord Taichong Dragon to me and let me enter the body of Lord Taichong Dragon, I can come to help you in the eighth realm!"
This was like a magical sound that poured into Lu Jing's mind.
Lu Jing couldn't help but think...
"Under the fate of Dragon Slayer, I can still enlighten two dragons, but the cultivation level of Taichong Dragon Lord is far beyond the limit of what I can enlighten."
But if I were to sacrifice the remaining soul of Chen Baxian on the dragon-slaying platform.
Chen Baxian was the king of men before Sijiazi, and he had dominated the world for decades.
By no means weaker than today's King Chong'an.
If he comes and helps me, maybe the disaster will come from the West Tower in the sky..."
There seemed to be something strange in Lu Jing's eyes, and he lowered his head and stared closely at the dragon corpse.
Taichong Longjun's body exuded some kind of terrifying deathly aura.
This breath of deathly silence has already spread for hundreds of miles.
All the demons and ghosts within hundreds of miles around were aware of this aura at this moment, and they were all trembling, wondering what kind of unparalleled being died in Jiuchu Mountain.
Lu Jing seemed to be affected by this aura, and coupled with Chen Baxian's seductive voice, his eyes became even more abnormal.
Suddenly, the Kunpeng Yuanxing suddenly became even more shining.
The bright starlight fell on Lu Jing again, making Lu Jing regain some clarity.
It is also at this time that the destiny pattern of seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck is quietly triggered.
Rays of golden light flickered, and all kinds of information flowed into Lu Jing's mind.
"Promising Chen Baxian to sacrifice the body of Lord Taichong Long is a real sign of disaster...
Chen Baxian has been dead for a long time, but this remnant on the dragon-slaying platform seems to have evil intentions."
"If I agree to Chen Baxian, there is a huge possibility of my death?"
Lu Jing was a little surprised.
It's just that in this destiny pattern of seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck, the signs of great misfortune only indicate bad consequences, but Lu Jing didn't know why it was so dangerous.
"It seems that if I were to use the Tai Chong Dragon Lord's corpse as a sacrifice to Chen Baxian, and Chen Baxian would occupy the dragon corpse, it would not necessarily help me."
"I have Kunpeng Yuanxing and the Yuanxing magical power of swallowing dragons. If I swallow the Taichong Dragon Lord, and given time to completely digest the foundation of this heavenly dragon, I will have unimaginable bones and my cultivation will be greatly improved. It's not a bad idea.
You cannot carry him down from the West Tower of Heaven into the human world."
Lu Jing took a deep breath.
In the sky, Chen Baxian seemed to notice the change in Lu Jing's eyes. The smile on his face gradually faded and disappeared as soon as he disappeared into the Dragon Slaying Platform.
Without Chen Ba's ploy, Lu Jing no longer hesitated. He stepped forward and followed the Taichong Dragon Lord's dragon beard all the way to the dragon's head and one of its horns.
Taichong Longjun is dead.
But the green dragon horn was still shining with a faint light, also condensed with heavy vitality.
"Although Taichong Dragon Lord died in my hands, before that, the incarnation of King Chong'an's blood severely wounded him. Only then can I kill him with the Kunpeng Yuan Star, the Dragon Slaying Platform's reflection, and the strange Dragon Slaying Thread.
The pure Yang spirit."
"As long as he is injured and gets to the front line, I won't be able to kill him. The Eighth Realm Heavenly Dragon is no small matter.
I don’t know when I will be able to ascend to the eighth realm of Ninglin, my soul will be pure Yang, and my body will be pure.”
Lu Jing's eyes flashed with hope, and then became fiery.
"Yu Dongshen's entry into the Mysterious Realm has consumed the opportunity I had. If I can seize this fleeting opportunity... I will have a further opportunity.
Under the magical power of swallowing dragons, I don’t know if the world in my eyes will become much clearer if I swallow this dragon.”
Lu Jing's eyes gradually calmed down.
The vitality that is constantly flowing in the human world gradually becomes thinner.
The Gou Chen Yuan star in the sky no longer shines with thunder.
Only the Kunpeng star was as bright as ever. The Kunpeng star's light shone directly on Lu Jing, who closed his eyes and meditated.
Time flows slowly, and white mist gradually surrounds Taichong Longjun.
But in Taixuan Capital, there was another turmoil.
Amid the turmoil outside Xuandu City, many mysterious beings are ready to take action, but they seem to have received orders from extremely noble people and have to give up their greed.
The Seventh Prince Yu Zhuoxian and Shen Buyi originally wanted to leave the Xuandu City and take advantage of Lu Jing's lack of energy to make up for something.
In the library, Mr. Jiu and Mr. Changsheng left Taixuan Capital just like when Lu Jingyuan entered the West Cloud Sea.
The prince sent another message, inviting Yu Xuanlou to come to the East Palace as a guest.
With all this going on, Yu Zhuoxian and Shen Buyi helplessly discovered that even though Lu Jing was extremely weak at this time, there were still people in Taixuan Capital who wanted to save his life.
"He killed Taichong Longjun!"
Yu Xuanlou sat on the main seat of the east hall of Jiansu Mansion.
At this moment, he was as calm as usual. Even though there was not much panic on his face, his voice and intonation were a little strange when he spoke.
It was as if he was trying his best to suppress the vibration of his voice.
"He even dares to kill Taichong Longjun..."
The meaning of Yu Xuanlou's words is very clear.
Duke Chu put his hands behind his back and sighed in his eyes.
During the battle of the spiritual tide, Chu Guogong was also an immortal in the Eight Realms of Tianfu, so he naturally knew what the Eight Realms represented.
After the Battle of Lingtide, the human world fell into decline, all the fruits of Lingtide fell into the Tianguan, and the Duke of Chu also fell into the realm.
Duke Chu, who is now far stronger than the monks at the seventh level peak level but has never entered the eighth level, remembers that not long ago, he walked side by side with him in the Taixuan Palace and went to the palace to test together. He chopped off the eighth level Tianlong Tai.
Chong Longjun's head made him feel that this world was somewhat unreal.
"Taichong Longjun is not the first to enter Chunyang. Even if the real root lies in the blood incarnation of King Chong'an, Lu Jing's Fuguang sword energy can kill Chunyang's soul..."
Duke Chu suddenly remembered that his youngest son Chu Yeshan had sincerely praised Lu Jing in front of him many times, and even advised him not to get involved in the grudge between the seventh prince and Lu Jing.
Chu Yeshan is the counselor of Jiansu Mansion, so he is naturally loyal to Jiansu Mansion and to the seventh prince Yu Xuanlou.
But he is the son of the Chu family, so he naturally has to make plans for the Duke of Chu.
"Yeshan told me that he always had a premonition in his heart that the Chu family might decline because of this..."
Duke Chu originally sneered at this.
At this time, I felt...
"What Yeshan said makes sense."
"His Highness is already a little afraid of Lu Jing. The death of Taichong Longjun frightened him, but he doesn't know if the Seventh Prince's lineage has a chance to get rid of Lu Jing."
Duke Chu was thinking like this.
…
In Taixuan Capital, some of those who coveted Lu Jing, or those who coveted the body of Taichong Longjun, were blocked by the orders of that extremely noble man, while others were stopped by Mr. Jiu's Qingshan Zhan and Mr. Changsheng's Yan Qinglong.
But there is not only one Taixuanjing in this world.
Lu Jing sat cross-legged on the green dragon horns of Taichong Dragon Lord.
But this Jiuchu Mountain seems to have become a place where storms and clouds gather. I don’t know how many eyes fell on this place, and I don’t know how many spiritual thoughts came to investigate.
Even in Baigui Mountain, Yama's demonic thoughts turned into black winds that traveled across the ground, caressing Jiuchu Mountain.
Someone is watching.
There are demons who are speculating whether Lu Jing still has any remaining strength.
They all stared at the body of Taichong Longjun.
Until a rainbow light suddenly appeared in the sky, and someone stepped on the rainbow light and arrived...
It turned out to be Mr. Guanqi!
Mr. Guanqi has come out of Xuandu.
After Mr. Fourth left, Mr. Guanqi sealed himself in the library and went out to visit friends. He did not even want to step out of the library, let alone leave Xuandu.
The most romantic person in the world who once indulged in mountains and rivers has become a withered and boring person.
Until today, Lu Jing of the library killed Taichong Longjun, and Mr. Guanqi finally entered the mountains and rivers again, but it was not for sightseeing.
He walked down the red light all the way without looking at the mountains and rivers of Jiuchu Mountain. He also followed Lu Jing's example and walked up the dragon's beard of Taichong Dragon King and came to Lu Jing's side.
Lu Jing noticed Mr. Guanqi's aura and stood up quickly.
Mr. Guanqi stretched out a palm and patted his shoulder gently.
Only then did Lu Jing see Mr. Guanqi.
Suddenly there was joy in his eyes.
Because today's Mr. Guanqi is not as old and tired as before, and his body is far less stooped than before.
"Sir, have you refined that heavenly vein?"
Lu Jing's face was filled with joy.
Mr. Guanqi also sat down cross-legged, not far from Lu Jing.
"Under the sky tower, a mortal can reflect nine thousand stars, 365 big stars, and 36 main stars."
"The number of Yuan Stars is nine. There are four Emperor Stars above the Yuan Stars, and there are also the Taiyin and the Sun, two ancient stars that cannot be covered by the rules of heaven and earth."
"But that's not the case in the sky. There are many big stars there. There are one hundred and eight main stars, thirty-six yuan stars, and twelve emperor stars."
"The same is true for the divine features that can be comprehended in the human world."
The smile on Mr. Guanqi's face was as gentle as ever as he spoke eloquently.
Lu Jing was a little surprised.
He had read many classics, but it had never been recorded in those classics that the number of stars that could be reflected in the human world was so reduced by the fairyland in the sky.
"However, there are still mortal beings who can bypass the sky and reflect the other stars in the universe.
For example, the domineering general who has long since disappeared without a trace, or the giant human Buddha in Leiyin Temple.
Another example is the Dongting Sanren who once traveled the world with a sword, subdued demons and brought benefits to the world.
That Dongting Sanren has comprehended the divine aspect of true martial arts that cannot be comprehended in the human world."
Lu Jing listened quietly.
Mr. Guanqi suddenly raised his head: "You swallow the dragon, I'll wait for you here.
When you swallow the dragon, I will take you to the fairyland in the sky to see if you can go one step further... Among the twenty-four stars in the sky, I will reflect you as the fourth star."
Lu Jing heard what Mr. Guanqi said.
He killed Taichong Longjun today, and saw that Mr. Guanqi looked very good. He was sincerely happy, and even the tone of his words became different... He blinked his eyes and asked: "Sir, is there someone in the chaotic universe?"
Yuan Xing thirty-six, and Emperor Star twelve...
Since there is an Emperor Star hanging in the chaotic universe, why should I give up the Emperor Star and take the Yuan Star?"
"Do you want to reflect the Emperor's Star?"
Mr. Guanqi raised his eyebrows slightly, shook his head and said, "It's not enough."
Lu Jing was a little dissatisfied.
"Sir, is there anyone in heaven or on earth whose soul can reflect the emperor's star and whose energy and blood can manifest the emperor's appearance?"