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Chapter 326 The Minister Needs a Better Sword

Meng Ru of Jingyin Mansion stood three feet away from Lu Jing.

On Lu Jing's rain-calling sword, a dragon's roar came from the remaining soul of the soul.

The dragon's roar came from the Taichong Longjun Yuanshen, but it no longer had the power of the past. It was mixed with the remaining pain and unbelievable shock.

The eyes of the Palace Master of Jingyin Mansion, the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, and the Master of Dali Temple were somewhat frozen, and they fell on the Rain Calling Sword.

On the Rain Calling Sword, in addition to the remaining spiritual thoughts of the soul, there is also a sword energy floating proudly.

Meng Ru was born into a Confucian family, so naturally he also practiced swordsmanship.

His cultivation level is not very advanced, but he still has a two-thirds understanding of the way of swordsmanship.

But when the sword light on Lu Jing's rain-calling sword fell into his eyes, Meng Ru felt that the sword light was extremely profound, and it seemed to contain the mystery of heaven and earth.

With his many years of cultivation, he couldn't see through it at all.

Meng Ru looked at Lu Jing's Ruyu face and suddenly remembered... When he first met Lu Jing, Lu Jing was still the concubine of the Lu family in Jiuhu, and the unmarried son-in-law of the Duke of Nanguo.

But I never thought that just over a year would pass...

In the past, the concubine and son-in-law had the power to soar to the sky. They stepped into the clouds in one fell swoop. Not only did they perform many feats, they called for wind and rain to relieve the world's misfortune, they even became the Duke of Jing in the Great Fu Dynasty.

When it comes to his personality, he, the governor of Beijing Yin Mansion, still needs to pay tribute to him.

Today, Meng Ru was shocked by the news and once again witnessed the extraordinary performance of a young prodigy.

"This head of Taichong Longjun was actually chopped off by Duke Jing Guo."

Meng Ru's throat trembled.

The Minister of Punishment and Dali Temple on the side were trying their best to hide the shock in their eyes, but their hearts were still filled with waves.

When Lu Jing played the alarm drum, a large number of people were already watching from a distance on the street in front of the palace.

Lu Jing sheathed his sword and said, either intentionally or unintentionally: "Taichong Longjun is used to being domineering, and he wants to take my life just because I read one of his books in the court.

Such a domineering person was also the Dragon King of the dynasty. It was for this reason that Lu Jing would beat the drum to complain.

My guilt for killing Taichong Longjun has been determined, and I don't want to make any more excuses. I just don't want to be like others, who clearly killed the evil Tianlong, but don't want to bear the same guilt as the one who killed Dafu."

Lu Jing's voice was calm and not too high-pitched.

But it was such a calm voice that reached the ears of many people.

"Lu Jing, how on earth did you kill Taichong Longjun?"

"When Taichong Longjun was still in Xuandu, he once went to Yanglu Street to see Lu Jing in Kongshan Alley. Lu Jing avoided seeing him, but he never imagined that he would actually..."

"Avoiding it? Do you really believe that Lu Jing went to visit Jiuchu Mountain on a whim?

There are many famous mountains in the world, but Lu Jing wanted to go to Jiuchu Mountain. Taichong Longjun wanted to intercept and kill Lu Jing in Jiuchu Mountain. Yu Dongshen, the prince of Chong'an, happened to be passing by. How could there be so many coincidences in the world?

"

"you mean……"

On Wulong Street, General Yunqi, who had already taken refuge in Jiansu Mansion, frowned and looked at Chu Yeshan beside him.

Chu Yeshan closed his eyes, with confusion on his face, but finally said in frustration: "It couldn't be more obvious.

Taichong Longjun wanted to go to Kongshan Lane of Yanglu Street to find Lu Jing to show off his power, but at that time Lu Jing was no longer in Yanglu Street, or even in Taixuanjing."

General Yunqi was not stupid. He had already made a guess in his mind, but he just didn't want to believe it. When he heard Chu Yeshan's words, he took a deep breath and said, "So... Lu Jing and Yu Dongshen had already planned something.

Did you intercept and kill Taichong Longjun on that Jiuchu Mountain?"

"But... with Lord Yitaichong's cultivation, how could it be possible for him to die in the hands of Lu Jing and Yu Dongshen?"

Chu Yeshan was also puzzled by the explanation, but in the end he could only shake his head: "In any case, Lu Jing's rain-calling sword is indeed contaminated with the soul of Taichong Longjun, and it is indeed contaminated with the blood of Taichong Longjun's neck."

General Yunqi gritted his teeth and looked in the direction of Taixuan Palace.

He clearly knew that Duke Jing was the great enemy of Jiansu Mansion, but when he saw Lu Jing's courage, he still exclaimed: "I just became the Duke and I killed a dragon king.

Not to mention how he killed, the courage alone is really amazing."

"Singing songs to crush the monster palace, stirring up the five seas in joy!"

As Lu Jing said in his poem, he not only crushed the Xiyun Dragon Palace, but even brought back the bones of Taichong Dragon Lord today. Wufanghai... I'm afraid there will be chaos."

Chu Yeshan thought for a while: "It's not absolute, there is another Luolong Island in the South China Sea!"



When Lu Jing's sword light suddenly appeared, it brought out a little bit of blood.

In Taixuan Capital, I don’t know how many powerful people who were paying attention here were all shocked.

Taichong Longjun's head was actually chopped off by Lu Jing.

Even in the past, Lu Jing had already done many major things that shocked Taixuanjing and even the world.

But apart from the previous actions of calling the wind and rain on Hezhong Road, which brought disaster to the world, all the things Lu Jing had committed were not as horrifying as he is today.

"Not only did he behead Taichong Longjun, he even took the bones of Taichong Longjun into Taixuanjing without any taboo, and even wanted to use it to redress his grievances!

Everyone in the world calls Lu Jing the Young Leader, the Young Duke of the Kingdom, and the Young Sword Armor. This Lu Jing’s courage lives up to the four words of youthful spirit."

Ji Yuanzhi, Li Shen and Zhong Yubai entered the palace in a hurry.

Chu Shenchou and the man in black disappeared into the crowd, looking at Lu Jing in white in front of Taixuan Palace.

The man in black was tall. He crossed his arms over his chest and said, "There is indeed a human spirit in his sword light. What's more important...his sword dares to cut down injustice."

"This Taichong Longjun probably never thought in his dreams that he would die under the sword of such a junior."

Chu Shenchou also saw Lu Jing's unsheathed Rain Calling Sword, but there was some confusion in his eyes: "Brother Xia, I am in the realm of the Star Palace, and I can't see through the light of Lu Jing's sword.

Your cultivation is far above mine, can you possibly see the secret of the light and sword energy?"

The man in black thought for a moment, then turned his head and solemnly said to Chu Shenchou: "His sword energy is comparable to the Tianlun."

Chu Shenchou looked a little sad.

I still remember that not long ago, he wanted to accept Lu Jing as his disciple.

"That's good. In this way, and with our efforts, Duke Jing Guo should be able to save his life under the powerful force of going to the West Tower that day."

The man in black said this.

Chu Shenchou looked at the man in black, nodded and said, "I also want to thank Brother Xia for your help."

The man in black shook his head: "The relationship between me and Dafu Chongtian Emperor is natural, but this world is not ruled by Emperor Chongtian alone.

If there can be another Mr. Four in the world, it will be a blessing for the world and for you and me."



In front of Taixuan Palace, there was a huge crowd of people. When they went out to the empty palace road guarded by guards, the surrounding streets were already blocked by water.

The news that the powerful Duke Jing Guo had handed over a memorial detailing the crimes of Dragon Lord Taichong in the Five Directions Sea had already spread throughout Taixuan Capital through the storytellers.

The people in Taixuan Jing are different from the people in other Taoist mansions. They are not satisfied with eating in one bite.

When a big shot makes a fortune for the people, they are grateful and naturally also pay close attention to it.

Later, I heard that the ferocious Dragon King had gone to Yanglu Street where Duke Jing Guo lived after the fold was handed over. He was so powerful that he suppressed him with force, and Duke Jing Guo had to close the door to deal with him.

At that time, the people of Xuandu were still filled with indignation, and the children of Xuandu even made up jingles to angrily curse the Dragon King.

But I didn't expect...the body of the Dragon King is floating in the sky now.

"If you ask me, what Duke Jing Guo said about visiting Jiuchu Mountain on a whim and being attacked and killed by the Dragon King was just an excuse.

Duke Jing Guo must have thought that the Dragon King was too cruel and disrespectful of human life, so he deliberately waited on Jiuchu Mountain..."

"Hush! Don't talk nonsense. How many sages' books has Duke Jing Guo read? He is the leader of the imperial examination and a scholar in the library, so how can he lie?

Don’t try to frame Duke Jing Guo!”

"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue... That Dragon King who was so indifferent to human life is dead. I can only applaud him, so how can I frame Duke Jing?"



The sky in the distance was filled with wind and clouds, and a heavy rain was brewing.

But it's just tea time.

Diao Si came to the palace and invited Lu Jing into the palace.

Three senior officials, including the Minister of Punishment, the Chief of Dali Temple, and the Head of Jingyin Palace, were left to deal with the aftermath.

The white bones of the Heavenly Dragon suspended in the sky were also obscured by a cloud of mist.

Lu Jing entered the palace and went to Taixian Hall by a familiar route.

As soon as he stepped into Taixian Hall, Lu Jing heard a clear shout.

"gentlemen……"

Lu Jing had a smile on his face when he heard this about Tong Sheng, who had become a little thicker recently.

"The Thirteenth Prince..."

Prince Yanxu was sitting on his knees in front of a futon, holding a copy of "Gu Wen Yuan Jian" in his hand.

When Lu Jing entered Taixian Hall, Prince Yanxu subconsciously stood up and wanted to salute Lu Jing. Then he remembered something, stopped and lowered his head to read.

Only then did Lu Jing see Emperor Chongtian, who had always been sitting at the desk reviewing memorials, standing in the side hall today, looking at a painting.

The painting showed a long rolling river with sixty peaks poking into the clouds.

Lu Jing's expression changed.

This painting... is called Green Mountains and Long River.

It was a gift from Lu Jing to Sheng Zi on Sheng Zi's birthday.

"This painting fell into the hands of Emperor Chongtian?"

Lu Jing was a little puzzled...but when he looked carefully, he saw that the rolling river in the painting and the sixty green peaks were slightly different from what he had painted.

"This should be copied."

Lu Jing was a little surprised.

He believes that his calligraphy and painting are all unique, and it is extremely difficult for others to copy them. There are very few people in the world who can copy them so accurately.

"However, when Emperor Dafu Chongtian was still a prince, his calligraphy became famous all over the world.

Even the calligraphy sage once praised Emperor Chongtian, saying that his pen and ink calligraphy and painting could paint another lifelike human world.

It is not difficult for a person like this to copy my painting of Green Mountains and Long Rivers."

Lu Jing thought and saluted respectfully.

"The green peaks are like swords, and the long rivers are like swords. They are somewhat consistent with what you have done."

Emperor Chongtian turned his head, stared at Lu Jing and said: "It's okay for you to kill the old dragon of Taichong Hai, but since Sheng Cifu and other court ministers have already convicted Wu Fanghai, if you behead him again, you will inevitably be injured.

He lost the face of Dafu Chaotang.

Because of this, when you killed the old dragon, I specially ordered the Canglong slave to cover Jiuchu Mountain so that you could kill him silently.

It's a good thing that you brought the Tianlong corpse into the mysterious world and beat the drum in front of the palace, but you have to make it known to everyone?"

Emperor Chongtian's tone was not harsh. As he spoke, he walked to the front of the crime, sat down, and opened a memorial as before.

Lu Jing looked at Emperor Chongtian, who was wearing black clothes, with long hair falling on his shoulders, a very calm face, and eyes as deep as an abyss, and suddenly remembered what Mr. Guanqi once said to him.

"Emperor Dafu Chongtian, the Great Candle King of the Northern Qin Dynasty, is the most powerful person in the world today."

"And I, Lu Jing, was selected as a chess piece by Emperor Chongtian... Looking at the past, be it the opportunity in Lutan, the evil of the Dragon attribute, or even the catastrophe on the Hezhong Road, the killing of the dragon on the Jiuchu Mountain...

These many things may be the result of the Great Fu Shengjun sharpening his chess pieces."

"What exactly does he want to do, and what does he want me to do?"

Lu Jing lowered his head, his thoughts in his mind chaotic.

Prince Yan Xu also stole glances at Lu Jing in front of him many times.

In the past two or three breaths, Emperor Chongtian suddenly raised his head and said, "Your courage is getting stronger and stronger."

When Lu Jing heard what Emperor Chongtian said, he suddenly felt a little bored.

He still lowered his head and remained motionless, but said: "What the Holy Lord likes is nothing more than Lu Jing's talent and courage.

Lu Jing wears a sword at his waist. If he doesn't draw the sword when he should, and if he doesn't behead his head when he should, how can he be like the sage?"

When Prince Yanxu heard what Lu Jing said, he lowered his head in a hurry, wondering why Mr. Lu Jing was so bold.

But what surprised him was that Lu Jing's words were so stiff, but Emperor Chongtian didn't seem angry.

The Great Fu Sage even showed a smile on his lips, saying: "The fact that you can reflect the two stars of Taibai and Heavenly King, and that you can enter the sky and see the Emperor Star, is enough to prove that Dragon Lord Taichong died under your sword.

That's a good thing.

If you can grow into a towering tree, I will not hesitate to water you with the best spring water in the world."

"It's just that your killing of Taichong Longjun should have been more quiet."

"Holy Lord, if you have meritorious service, the sound of thunder will shake the world to frighten the evildoers in the world." Lu Jingyuan Shen's fearless sword shone brightly. He remembered what Mr. Guan Qi said, since it is a chess piece, since it is in the hands of the Holy Lord.

With a long sword, you can live longer.

You have become a chess piece, so why should you be so cautious with your long sword?

Lu Jing thought like this in his heart, and said in a clear and orderly voice: "Lu Jing killed Taichong Longjun for both private and public reasons. He wanted to nourish his soul and his sword energy to fight against injustice, and also for the sake of

The unity of knowledge and action will prevent those evil people in this world from being so fearless."

"If Lu Jing wears a sword and goes out at night to kill Taichong Longjun without showing it to others, how can my sword... be sharper?"

Emperor Chongtian looked at Lu Jing with some surprise.

The last person who dared to face him directly and argued so hard was no longer in Taixuanjing.

"Shang Min said that I can't hold this knife?"

The smile on Emperor Chongtian's lips grew wider and wider.

Thirty-six years of clouds and moons have passed away. The world can produce a sword that is more powerful than Shang Min, but it cannot produce another Shang Min.

"There is no sword in the world that I cannot hold."

"Whether it's Shang Min or Lu Tan... the same is true for Lu Jing."

Emperor Chongtian's thoughts were like clouds. When the clouds passed away, Emperor Chongtian, who was sitting on the table, suddenly stood up and asked: "What do you want?"

Lu Jing was a little surprised.

Emperor Chongtian smiled and said: "Since you want to become sharper, I might as well add a handful of firewood for you while you are quenching.

what do you want?"

At this moment, people outside Taixuan Palace are speculating on what kind of punishment Lu Jing, Duke of Jing, who killed Taichong Longjun, will be punished.

But they didn't know that Lu Jing was standing in the center of Taixian Hall at this time. He suddenly raised his head and a bright light flashed in his eyes...

"My Holy Lord, I... need a better sword."

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