Mr. Guanqi looked at the stars shining in the sky.
The stars are dimly visible, but the water of the Yellow River flows from the earth into the sky.
It can also be seen that in the colorful clouds, there is a heavenly being holding a green jade staff, and his vitality is heading towards the jade capital.
Just because he saw these scenes, Mr. Guanqi sighed a little more, feeling that in the starlight, Kuangren Chu might be cleaning up the reflections of immortals cast by the three stars in the sky.
Mr. Jiu is still standing next to Mr. Guanqi.
"The leader of the supernatural power was delayed for several months under the reflection of those immortals."
He spoke in a low voice, and a gust of wind blew by, blowing up an empty sleeve.
Mr. Guanqi is getting younger and younger, his face is radiant, but his eyes are as old as ever.
"In the past, when the three stars in the sky shone on those immortals, I'm afraid they wouldn't have been able to stop Kuangren Chu for so long.
It’s just that the spiritual tide is about to rise, and the West Tower in the sky is going to kill Lu Jing again, so naturally we have to try our best to stop the variable of Kuangren Chu.”
Kuangren Chu is one of the nine best people in the world.
While on the river road, the reflections of the immortals in the sky came and went one after another, but he used his magical power to independently stop the immortals all over the sky.
To this day, Kuangren Chu has never returned to the human world from that starlight.
"Chu Kuangren is different from Yu Qianyi. He has never been injured and is still in his prime.
Even if the three stars in the sky use the truth of heaven and earth to send down those reflections of immortals, they can't do anything to Kuangren Chu, they will only trap him for a little longer."
Mr. Guanqi looked calm.
Mr. Jiu's tone was somewhat hesitant: "The five cities on the twelfth floor have deprived several spiritual tide fruits and become more and more tyrannical.
Lord Shuiyun in the West Tower in the sky falls to the human world, and he is a strong man who can overwhelm the mortal world.
In the west tower, there is Zhao Qingping who holds a short halberd to divert the rivers, and there is the Fengyu Mansion Immortal who is most likely to succeed Lord Shuiyun and holds the power to call for wind and rain.
Coupled with the thirty-six immortals and thousands of immortals, even if they cannot sweep the mortal world, they can still shock the world.
Mr. Guanqi, if we add Lu Jing, can we still block a west tower?"
Mr. Guanqi stared at the valley.
In the valley, Lu Jing split the clouds and mist, casting a domineering sword light with a smooth path, still emitting some light.
Those rays of light scattered over the valley actually stopped the wind and rain in the sky.
"It doesn't matter, Lu Jing is also growing."
Mr. Guanqi said: "He chased him all the way, and there are always some unscrupulous people who want to raise swords for him, such as...
Lu Jing went straight into Taixuan Capital today, and Fuguang Sword Qi became even more domineering."
Mr. Jiu also followed Mr. Guanqi’s gaze and nodded.
"Lu Jingzhao saw Taibai Star and realized Taibai Sword Light.
Maybe, just like the master, Taibai whispered to him.
The Taibai sword can be soft or strong. If he uses these strong men's spirit to cultivate the sword, and then uses the Taibai sword spirit as its bones, he may be able to develop a domineering sword that can make immortals retreat."
When Mr. Jiu said this, he started to sigh again: "I never thought that Lu Jing, who has always been gentle and gentle, would actually develop a domineering sword spirit."
"It is really disgusting to force gentle people to develop a domineering temperament in order to gain vitality."
The two were talking and a breeze blew by.
A gentle smile appeared on Mr. Guanqi's face: "In fact, there have been signs.
For example, there are so many guardian stars in Tianque, but with the help of Lutan, Lu Jing was able to see the two killing stars of Jidu and Luohu.
Maybe I, as a disciple, have long been fed up with the twists and turns of this world.
If the sword you hold is sharp and domineering, and can detect all injustices, then it is considered good."
Mr. Guanqi spoke eloquently, but felt a little regretful in his heart.
"It's just a pity that I can't see it anymore."
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A bunch of pear blossoms are blooming, a cluster of white flowers is blooming, and a cloud is blooming.
Nan Heyu stood in the Liu family's courtyard and looked up at Liuyun.
Her eyes were blurry and she seemed to be in a trance.
A spiritual thought floated into smoke and flowed in Taixuan Jing.
This swordsman genius is still reflecting the sword energy in the valley in his mind, but he feels a little lonely.
Lu Jingcai defeated the five peak seven-level warriors and entered Taixuan Capital with his sword held high.
Three hundred tiger-mounted soldiers and Shi Daiqing followed Lu Jing all the time.
The soldiers riding tigers became the private soldiers of Lu Jingguo's mansion, shocking the government and the public.
Tiger-riding warriors are not an ordinary military force.
The Tiger Riding Army was originally the elite among the elite, and the Tiger Riding Soldiers were the best among them.
Of the 80,000 tiger-riding troops, only three thousand tiger-mounted warriors could be selected. When Yu Dongshen came to Xuandu, he even brought only nine hundred with him. This shows how brave these black-armored and black tigers are, holding long swords.
precious.
Although Lu Jing was granted a title, he has always been a lonely man. He has no time to manage the power in the mansion, and he has no private soldiers to worship and serve as guests.
Unexpectedly, he brought back three hundred tiger-mounted soldiers for no apparent reason. The man leading the three hundred tiger-mounted soldiers was the well-known Shi Daiqing.
Even people in Taixuan Capital knew that Prince Chong'an intended to promote young Shi Daiqing to the twentieth position as a pawn in the case.
Shi Daiqing's cultivation is much weaker than that of the other front-line soldiers, but he is still young and has many possibilities in the future.
These nobles in Taixuan Capital never imagined that God Yu Dong would be willing to give Shi Daiqing and three hundred tiger-mounted soldiers to Lu Jing.
But the fact is the fact.
When three hundred tiger-riding warriors, riding black tigers, wearing black armor and holding spears, followed Lu Jing and entered the gate of Taixuanjing, the news spread throughout the capital.
Yu Dongshen, the prince of Chong'an, entered Xuandu, and the soldiers riding tigers he brought with him were stationed at the foot of Jiaoshen Mountain and did not enter the city.
But these tiger-mounted soldiers became Lu Jing's private soldiers, and there were no restrictions anymore.
In just an hour, curious people gathered at both ends of Yanglu Street again.
The passage of time can often erase everything.
However, the people of Xuandu have not forgotten the king of Chong'an who had great achievements, nor have they forgotten the might of the tiger-riding army under King Chong'an.
Now that I have the opportunity, I naturally want to take a look.
The craftsmen who built the Duke's Mansion on Yanglu Street had to take the lead in building the residences of these capable soldiers.
A few months have passed, and with hundreds of thousands of people working together, the Duke's Mansion has taken shape. Now it is being built at an accelerated pace, but the residence of three hundred private soldiers will naturally not be delayed for long.
As for these days...
Lu Jing was promoted to Duke and received a reward of 200,000 taels of gold, which came in handy.
These things are actually not important to Nan Heyu, but no matter where she goes these days, there are always people talking about Lu Jing, which makes Nan Heyu, who no longer suppresses her emotions, become even more taciturn.
The noble people in Xuandu always know some information that ordinary people don't know.
For example, Lu Jing went to Zhangwu Dao and killed a Northern Qin servant who held a tripod, and also killed a rebellious imperial envoy.
For example, Lu Jing's martial arts cultivation was completed by understanding the Japanese Yuan Xiang, and he completely became a martial artist with the divine Xiang.
The divine appearance and the shining star appeared in a young man at the same time, which should have shocked the world.
But it seems that Lu Jing gave too much shock to the people in Taixuan, and many people even felt that this was how it should have been.
"It is said that fellow martial arts practitioners of Yuanshen, the Great Zhu Wang of the Northern Qin Dynasty, have each reached the ultimate state.
The Great Candle King can do it, why can’t I, the peerless genius, Da Fu?”
"Jing Guo Gong is the youngest Duke in the history of Dafu, and there is no one in the world who can rival him.
If he is willing to take action, it is not a big deal to send out a few rebels, kill a few enemy generals, and take a look at the scenery of the realm of gods..."
Such various remarks always come from the mouths of many practitioners and literati.
Lu Jing is always talked about in all the major restaurants in Taixuanjing.
Lu Jing has become the most shining star in Dafu.
Especially among the younger generation, countless people wrote poems praising Lu Jing in the Imperial College, several colleges, libraries and other places where young scholars gathered.
These poems and articles also fell into Nan Heyu's ears from time to time.
It made Nan Heyu's heart tremble.
After ripples and waves, Nan Heyu came to the banks of the Zhutai River in the name of visiting the Liu family.
She clearly saw Lu Jing and Qing Yue walking side by side.
Both of them are dressed in white.
Lu Jing is dressed in an ordinary scholar's attire.
The white clothes on Qingyue's body symbolize that she has become a doctor.
Nan Heyu stood in the Liu family's courtyard and looked at it for a long time.
Bamboo windows, bitter bamboos, sweet apples, hundreds of flowers... none of them seemed to interest her.
She looked at the shadows of Lu Jing and Qing Yue, and suddenly felt that the moon was next to the stars, the stars were accompanying the moon, the stars were twinkling, and the moon was shining brightly...
The two seem to be a perfect match.
"From childhood to adolescence, from poverty to success and fame, how many people can do this?"
Nan Heyu felt lost, feeling that Lu Jing and Qing Yue were like harps and jade, and they seemed to be in the painting.
"cough……"
Everyone Liu coughed slightly, awakening Nan Heyu.
Nan Heyu was so lost in thought that he didn't realize that Liu and others had left the room at some point and were standing under the small pavilion.
…
Lu Jing looked up and down at Qing Yue's white clothes.
Qingyue smiled, opened her arms, and turned gently like a butterfly caught in a painting.
"good."
Lu Jing nodded: "Does this robe represent a pharmacist who is a higher level than a doctor?"
Qing Yue nodded, walked closer to Lu Jing, blinked her shining eyes, and said mysteriously: "With this robe, if you leave Taixuan Jing in the future, no matter which Taoist mansion you go to, you will be taken care of by the boss.
As a guest, you only need to see your doctor every day and make some medicine, and your monthly salary will give you dozens of dollars."
"Ten taels of silver?" Lu Jing said with a smile on his face, tilting his head and praising: "Then if I don't become the Duke of this country in the future, Qingyue can support me?"
"It's no big deal to support the young master." Qing Yue waved her hand.
She studied pharmacology in the library and was always serious and meticulous. She rarely talked or interacted with others.
Only in front of Lu Jing could this new pharmacist in Taixuanjing be so cheerful and smile like this.
"As well as those dragon beads, I used purple dome flowers, angelica, ancient moon, stone powder, and glacier fruit to neutralize the evil nature in them. Even if they were illuminated by the night and the Zhuo Yaoluo, there would be no ghosts or ghosts to eat them.
Serious problem."
Qing Yue spoke as if asking for credit.
Lu Jing thought for a while and asked, "The dragon blood on all the dragon beads is cruel and evil. If you are afraid..."
"Not afraid." Before Lu Jing finished speaking, Qing Yue shook her head and said, "If you are afraid of a few dragon balls, how can you be such a pharmacist?"
When Qing Yue said this, the scene she saw among the Begonia flowers suddenly flashed in her mind.
She saw rivers of blood flowing in Taixuan Jing.
She saw the young master fighting out of Taixuanjing with a sword.
Over the past few days, Qingyue has never forgotten this.
She hesitated for too long, wondering whether to tell the young master this.
But in the floating world, every life changes, every dream comes and every life changes, and most of them are false.
If those scenes are false, the young master will know the false things, have doubts in his heart, and make decisions in the future, he will be burdened by this.
If those scenes are indeed real, Qing Yue is afraid that these things will become a burden on the young master's heart and will tarnish his indomitable sword spirit.
So now, in addition to studying pharmacology hard, Qing Yue is still considering whether to tell Lu Jing about this matter.
Fortunately, in the scene among the crabapple flowers, she saw a full moon hanging high in the sky and the leaves turning yellow.
"It's still early." Qingyue thought in her heart, but she gradually had the answer in her heart.
"If I see this scene, I am worried about everything and don't tell the young master, wouldn't it be the same as not knowing the matter?"
"I care about the young master's sword energy and the young master's choices. I should also know that the young master always has his own ideas. I just tell him that everything depends on his wishes."
Qing Yue looked at Lu Jing's side face, thinking deeply in her heart.
The moonlight fell and shone on the two of them.
The shadows of the two fell on the Zhutai River, thin and long.
Lu Jing was not equipped with a sword today. Even though the sky was filled with wind and clouds, and even though the Yellow River was faintly visible hanging upside down in the starlight, he felt at ease.
The west tower in the sky is like a sharp sword hanging above Lu Jing's head.
But because Qing Yue was by his side, Lu Jing felt peaceful in his heart.
He looked at Qing Yue's green silk hair fluttering in the long wind, and her complexion lining the white robe was snow-white.
At this time, Qingyue didn't know why, but she was lowering her head and talking to herself with a firm face.
"Actually, even if the young master and I leave Taixuanjing, it won't be a big deal.
Although Taixuanjing is prosperous, it is too noisy.
There is no way to go boating on the Zhutai River without restraint. Although the small courtyard in Kongshan Lane is nice, it is a bit too deserted and has no sunlight.
When winter comes, it will be too cold when the winter wind blows. If you leave Taixuanjing, you may want to go to Sunan Road.
It would also be good to go to Yuanshan Road or Chong'an Sanzhou.
Although the Yuanshan Road is farther, it is said that the population there is sparsely populated, and the nobles in Xuandu are unwilling to go there. If the young master goes there, he will have fewer acquaintances, so there will be no need to bother him.
There is Qixiang in Chong'an Sanzhou. She is a noble daughter of Chong'an Sanzhou, but she can receive us..."
Lu Jing felt funny in his heart when he listened to Qing Yue talking about these invisible things.
He suddenly remembered that in the past days, Qingyue was always so trivial.
..."The animal head charcoal from Huangshi Road is too expensive. I will go to the market early tomorrow to take a look. There should be black sand charcoal from Beichuan Road. It is much cheaper. Although there is some smoke, it is not a problem... Can ∠ Luanji
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..."Master, I sold that box of cakes and saved the money for you to practice martial arts."
..."Master, being with you is a reunion for Qingyue."
..."Master, who said that mortal stars can only be in the sky?"
…
Fragmented memories flooded into Lu Jing's mind.
Lu Jing smiled unconsciously.
Qingyue is as trivial as ever.
The two of them walked along the banks of the Zhutai River, blowing the evening breeze from the Zhutai River and facing the stars and moonlight.
"Master, do you think it's better to go to the Far Mountain Road or the Sunan Road?"
"Qingyue, shall we...get married?"
Lu Jing suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Qing Yue seriously.