If you can’t become a son-in-law, you have to be destined to become a saint. Chapter 396 Immortals are afraid of being cut off by me, ghosts and gods dare not look directly at me!
Chapter 396 Immortals are afraid of being cut off by me, ghosts and gods dare not look directly at me!
Jiang Xianshi traveled with Lu Jing for dozens of days.
I just feel that Mr. Lu Jing has changed a lot since he escaped from Taixuanjing.
The former Mr. Lu Jing was gentle and elegant, with a gentle smile on his face most of the time, and his body had a temperament as gentle as jade.
Looking back now, Mr. Lu Jing is wearing a sword on his waist.
The Grass-cutting Sword and the Xilou-killing Sword are both world-famous weapons. In the past, these two swords were unremarkable, but since Yinghuo Yinghuo, these two swords have often brought out wisps of cold air that seemed to be absent.
Jiang Xian knew that the cold air came from the former Duke of Jing, Lu Jing.
The strong wind blew the self-cultivation tower, and the two of them moved forward.
When encountering barren mountains and wild ridges, Lu Jing would often ride the wind and rain and go straight to Pingchuan.
Lu Jing would always land when he encountered a crowded place, and he and Jiang Xianshi would take a look at the scene of the great apocalypse.
Dafu Tianxia naturally has its prosperous places, but when you head northwest, leave Jiaoshen Mountain, pass through Xichuan Road, Huaqing Road, and Anning Road, and reach the Northwest Road, the scene has nothing to do with prosperity.
The Northwest Road is in ruins, and even the official road has been destroyed. Some of the inns along the way have been rebuilt, while others are in ruins.
Jiang Xian could occasionally sense the presence of some demons and ghosts, but those demons and ghosts were often afraid of human beings and would hide in the mountains and flowing water without ever appearing.
"Two or three years ago, all eleven chief officials of the Northwest Path, including the Imperial Envoy of the Northwest Path, were beheaded.
Later, the imperial court appointed An Huai to appoint Zhong Yubai to come to the northwest road as the chief official, and found out that the murderer was... Yinghuo."
Jiang Xianshi spoke eloquently.
Lu Jingyuan looked at the withered Northwest Road, which was still recovering and recuperating, and nodded.
He also knows what the word "firefly" represents.
King Chong'an led an army of 80,000 horsemen on tigers, armed with a heavenly halberd, and destroyed seven large and thirteen small countries in the surrounding areas, creating the vast Dafu world today.
Some people from these wiped-out countries surrendered and became obedient people, some went to sea, some went to Qi State and the Western Regions, a very few people went to Da Qin, and some people ascended to heaven or went to the Land of Hundred Ghosts.
Mountain.
But among them there are those who are strong and strong, just like Fu Wudao of Lixia Kingdom, who is always lurking in the territory of Dafu and refuses to obey Dafu Chongtian Emperor to rule the world.
Some of these people call themselves Yinghuo, and they want to burn the entire Dafu world with their weak fire.
It's just that before the great changes in the Northwest Road, these fireflies were pursued by the court and could not be gathered together. They were always a piece of scattered sand and had no climate.
But what happened on the Northwest Road shocked the world. After Zhong Yubai and Chu Shenchou went to the Northwest Road to investigate the matter, they only caught a few fireflies. The few big fireflies that actually took action had already escaped and disappeared.
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"After Mr. Zhong came to the Northwest Road, he first killed sixteen monsters in a row who called chaos a disaster for the world, and then rectified the families and merchants of the Northwest Road and punished them for hoarding goods.
The most important thing is that he was very discerning. He appointed more than ten officials who were defeated and demoted in the political strife in the Northwest Province. He no longer blindly appointed sons from aristocratic families and quickly filled the vacancies in actual posts. However, in just over a year, he was
The Northwest Road has been managed in an orderly manner."
Jiang Xianshi seemed to admire Zhong Yubai quite a lot, praising: "Now the Northwest Road seems to be in ruins, but fertile farmland in many places has been cultivated, and the Huangtao River that burst its banks has also been forced by the Zhong family to invest in recruiting good craftsmen and craftsmen.
A large number of young and strong laborers came to provide relief and make up for the disaster.
Now that the Northwest Road is back on track, as long as the new chief officer is not too stupid, I think the Northwest Road will be able to recover soon."
Lu Jing was thoughtful. He walked all the way to a cliff and looked around.
But everywhere he looked, there was a piece of loess.
The overwhelming sense of vastness and majesty makes people shudder.
The Huangtao River meanders from the loess barren mountains in the distance, and the northwest road stands on the bank of the Huangtao River in the distance.
Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain.
There is Ganzhou City, the main palace of the Northwest Road.
Lu Jing looked up and saw that even the surrounding area of Ganzhou City was a desolate scene.
"Even if it is back on track, the Northwest Passage is still too barren compared with the rich lands such as southern Jiangsu and northern Jiangsu, Hedong Hezhong, and Shuichuan Beichuan."
When Jiang Xianshi said this, he suddenly licked his lips and said with some emotion: "It passes through Ganzhou Prefecture and then passes Mingsha Mountain to reach the distant mountain road.
The Yuanshan Road is even more desolate than the Northwest Road, sir... There are no singing and dancing on the Yuanshan Road, there are no trees and silver flowers blooming, the star bridge iron locks are opened; there is no night market with thousands of lights shining on the blue clouds, and there are no red-sleeved customers in the high-rise buildings."
Jiang Xianshi still had a bit of embarrassment on his face: "The same is true of Taihua City on Taihua Mountain. I'm going to disappoint you."
Lu Jing always held the grass-chopping knife with no concern on his face.
Just as he was about to speak, Jiang Xianshi suddenly frowned and looked at the windy sand under the cliff.
As the wind and sand surged, dozens of cavalry rushed over.
On the sturdy Ganzhou horse, a middle-aged man wearing court clothes and a high crown, surrounded by armored men carrying sabers, came towards the cliff.
Lu Jing's expression did not change. Jiang Xianxi shook his head and was about to scold these people for not having eyesight and not being afraid of death.
But suddenly he remembered that the young man in front of him with his back turned was Lu Jing, who was famous all over the world.
No matter who the new chief officer of the Northwest Road is, he should not fail to recognize Mr. Lu Jing.
Now that Mr. Lu Jing has been recognized, if he wants to take all the credit for capturing the most wanted criminals wanted by the imperial court, he should not have dozens of men in armor but at least an army.
"What are these people doing here?" Jiang Xianshi thought to himself.
Lu Jing seemed not to notice them, frowning and looking at a barren mountain in the distance.
There are also people working hard on that barren mountain.
It was autumn, and many people, with their heads covered with cloths, bent down and turned over the soil, digging out fine, rare sweetness.
There is little rain in the Northwest Road. Except for the place where the Huangtao River flows, most of the other land is not suitable for farming.
When the people in the barren mountains cleared their fields, they could only grow one kind of sweet potato and one kind of corn.
The survival rate of these two crops is extremely high, and you can still gain something even if they are planted in barren mountains.
But if you want to achieve yield, you have to consume a lot of water.
In the mountains of the northwest road covered with loess, how can there be enough water by manpower?
So these people worked hard for a year, but could only get a very small amount of output. After paying the tax and grain, there was not much left. If they had young laborers at home, they could go to work to earn some money and food. Without young laborers, they would have to wait to die.
.
It's a pity that in recent years, the imperial court's grain taxes have increased year after year. It's not a prosperous land, but to a barren land like the northwest, and then pay taxes and grain, the people's life is indeed too difficult.
Lu Jing shook his head and looked at the scorching sun in the sky, with the heat waves rolling in. There was no shadow in the loess all over the sky, and there was not even a trace of wind around him.
It's like a furnace here, with the scorching sun tearing apart the skin of the earth.
Jiang Xian was still looking at the dozens of armors coming with billowing dust.
Suddenly, he seemed to realize something and looked up at the sky.
I don't know when a large cloud and mist came from the sky. The cloud and mist covered the scorching sun, and the wind started blowing all around.
But it was not a strong wind from the northwest, but a pleasant breeze, which brought coolness but did not stir up wind and sand.
Jiang Xian reacted immediately.
At this time, dozens of soldiers had arrived at several loess mountains and rivers overnight.
Lu Jing turned to look at them.
Jiang Xian saw a faint light shining from the wind and rain mark on Lu Jing's brow.
"The authority of heaven."
Jiang Xianshi couldn't help but smile on his face.
And some of the dozens of armored men dismounted.
"Huang Qi'an, the imperial envoy of the Northwest Road, met with Duke Jing."
The leading official in court uniform dismounted his horse and bowed to the ground to salute Lu Jing.
Jiang Xian narrowed his eyes, and there was a flash of interest in his eyes.
"Huang Qian?"
Lu Jing turned his head and said bluntly: "I am no longer Duke Fujing."
Huang Qian still saluted, but his tone was a little surprised: "Why did Mr. Jing Guo say this?"
Lu Jing didn't open his mouth to explain.
Jiang Xianshi also looked at Huang Qian with a smile.
Huang Qian straightened up. He had triangular eyes and a mustache. He looked lean but somewhat shrewd.
"Not up to the mark, Duke Jing Guo is still Duke Guo Jing in the Northwest Road.
Not far away is Ganzhou Prefecture, and I would like to invite Duke Jing Guo to stay in Ganzhou Prefecture and taste Ganzhou Qidi wine, taste Elaeagnus angustifolia, and pay tribute to sheep."
Hearing this, Jiang Xianshi became even more surprised. He smiled and asked, "Your Majesty, aren't you afraid of losing your head?"
Huang Qian chuckled: "The Northwest Road is no longer the Northwest Road it used to be. Master Zhong, armed with pine and cypress trees and Sui Han's two swords, has cleansed the filth of the Northwest Road from top to bottom. No one will tell the truth."
"And...there is still a guest waiting for the Duke of Ganzhou."
Jiang Xianshi asked: "What is your identity?"
Huang Qian shook his head: "I don't know his identity, but he has the eight realms of cultivation. There is a big flag behind him with the word equality written on it, and there is a gold and iron Zen staff in his hand."
"Gold and iron Zen staff, the banner of equality? You don't know who this person is?" Jiang Xianshi couldn't help but smile, nodded in agreement: "Your Majesty, you are really not afraid of losing your head, and you dare to receive General Butian of Pingping Township in Ganzhou Mansion.
figure."
Huang Qian looked serious and said: "The Duke of the State, the Lord of Jiang City, there are many evildoers in Pingping Township, but they are not good medicine in the world.
The reason why the lower official came to greet him in Ganzhou Mansion was simply because the Duke was coming here and might be interested in this General Butian.
Besides..."
When Huang Qian said this, he couldn't help but reveal a wry smile: "Besides, today's Northwest Road really can't afford to offend such a giant Buddha."
The Great General Butian of Pingping Township was previously the Great Vajra of the Great Leiyin Temple, and he traveled the world for the Great Leiyin Temple.
Later, because the Great Leiyin Temple acted too radically in the world, he tried to equally share the world's wealth and make the world equal.
For this concept, he borrowed the identity of the Great Vajra of Daleiyin Temple, gathered heroes from all over the world, gathered refugees, and forcibly carved out a village of equality on Dongshan Road.
During this period, the Great Thunder Sound Temple learned about the deeds of the Great Vajra and expelled him from the Great Thunder Sound Temple. He knelt down to the Great Thunder Sound Temple three thousand times and knocked down several mountains and rivers.
The Zen staff in hand mends the sky.
The momentum once spread throughout the world, and later, the imperial court sent people to suppress it.
Pingping Township had to withdraw from Dongshan Road, and after going far away to the Tianshan Mountains, they settled in a barbarian place. I don't know what agreement they reached with the imperial court, so the imperial court did not encircle and suppress them.
But today... this General Butian actually came to the Northwest Road to see Lu Jing. The purpose is obviously self-evident.
"Mr. Lu Jing broke out of Taixuan Jing, and the imperial court wanted to kill him. Emperor Chongtian hated Lu Jing for not being able to fall into his hands.
Mr. Lu Jing seems to be surrounded by dangers, but he is also returning to freedom.
There are countless people in the world who covet such a talented person."
Jiang Xianshi had a hint of worry in his eyes.
"Ping Ping Township is far behind the Tianshan Mountains, and the strongest among them are unknown. General Butian and King Juntian are both unparalleled strong men.
Mr. Lu Jing is on a remote mountain road and is in danger.
If he goes to Pingping Township, it will be difficult for the court to pursue him."
When Jiang Xian was thinking about this, he suddenly remembered the grudge between Mr. Lu Jing and Ping Ping Township.
"General Butian came to see Mr. Lu Jing in person, and I think he thinks highly of Mr. Lu Jing.
But under the command of the Great Heavenly King of Pingping Township, one of the Heavenly Kings of Mingguang died in the hands of Mr. Jiu, and another King of Punishing Evil died in the hands of Mr. Jiu.
There are also differences within Ping Ping Township, and Mr. Lu Jing... probably won't take risks in Ping Ping Township."
The lord of Taihua City was thinking secretly.
The chief official of the Northwest Road saluted Mr. Lu Jing again and pointed at the loess in the sky.
"The story of Guogong's command of wind and rain in the middle of the river has spread all over the world.
The West Tower in the sky wanted to kill the Duke, and the Northwest Road wanted to send people to help the Duke, but due to the rules of heaven and earth, they did not come..."
"You want me to control the wind and rain on the Northwest Road?" Lu Jing, who had never spoken before, suddenly spoke straightforwardly.
Huang Qian and Lu Jing looked at each other, and felt a trace of blood in Lu Jing's eyes that was so dazzling that his soul couldn't help but tremble.
He quickly lowered his head, collected his thoughts, and nodded firmly.
"The Northwest Road is poor and weak, and the only dozens of mines that can sell some money and grain are under the direct jurisdiction of the imperial court.
The adults in Xuandu only know that the Northwest Road does not produce much. Except for the tribute sheep that satisfy their appetite, no one cares about the lives of the people on the Northwest Road.
Especially after the Lingtide, the Northwest Road has become increasingly poor and weak, the population has been decreasing year after year, and the people can no longer survive."
"Now...the only one who can help the Northwest Road is the Duke."
"Are you afraid of losing your head?" Lu Jing asked again.
The exact same question was asked by Jiang Xianshi just now, but when Huang Qian answered Jiang Xianshi, it sounded like a joke.
But now Lu Jing asked again, but Huang Qian fell silent.
After a long time, he quietly raised his head and looked at the endless loess.
"There is always someone who has to do it... Everyone in the world knows that Mr. Jingguo has a kind heart and can see the world's suffering.
Today, Huang Qi'an is asking for your help, sir. If your subordinate is questioned and beheaded, please don't pay attention to him. From now on, you can just do whatever you want."
Lu Jing looked carefully at the chief official of the Northwest Road after Zhong Yubai: "Where are you from?"
Huang Qian said: "This official is from Rouge Mountain of the Northwest Road. If you are willing to help me, the Northwest Road will do its best to collect..."
"Okay." Lu Jing waved his hand: "Winds and rains sometimes occur, and the loess is everywhere here. Too much wind and rain will only harm ordinary people.
After the autumn harvest here, there will be wind and rain on the northwest road at two o'clock in spring and summer."
"Who is the Dragon King here who controls the rain?"
Huang Qi'an had never thought that he would agree to the invasion so easily. He was still in a daze, but he never dared to neglect Lu Jing. He replied: "The one who has been entrusted by the True God of Heaven and Earth to carry out rainwater is the Dragon King of Daxia River."
"Let him come to see me." Lu Jing said softly.
Huang Qian's face looked a little strange: "Sir, when you come towards the northwest road, the Dragon King of Daxia River will attract clouds and mist. I think it is..."
"Escaped?" Jiang Xianshi was not surprised: "Everyone in the world knows that Mr. Lu Jing is related to the dragon. I am afraid that there are thousands of dragons who died in the hands of Mr. Lu Jing.
What's more, Mr. Lu Jing's evil reputation may have spread throughout the world.
The Dragon King of Daxia River has taken refuge."
Huang Qian said.
Lu Jing's white clothes fluttered and he said casually: "He will always come back when it rains, otherwise the true calamity thunder of heaven and earth will be waiting for him.
Then tell him that he is still needed here to make waves and ask him to come and see me."
"If you don't come to see me, I will ask Ao Jiuyin to go find him first."
When Lu Jing spoke, he casually pointed at the dark clouds in the distance.
Huang Qian looked at the dark clouds, but saw a ferocious black dragon sticking its head out from the dark clouds. Several dragon whiskers were floating in the wind, and its thick dragon horns seemed to pierce the sky.
It is unimaginable that such a cruel and majestic Dragon King would surrender to others.
Huang Qian took a deep breath and nodded in agreement: "Then...the General Mending the Sky of Ganzhou Prefecture?"
Lu Jing shook his head and turned around to go back. Dozens of soldiers quickly dismounted and saluted him.
Jiang Xianshi was willing to follow him with his luggage on his back.
Go all the way away.
Huang Qian led the horse to see each other off at a distance until they had gone dozens of miles.
"The four most lovely seasons are spring, but one thing can make a boy crazy."
"Mr. Lu Jing is too crazy for not even meeting General Butian." Jiang Xianshi had a clear light in his eyes, and he followed Lu Jing and asked quietly.
Lu Jingdao: "If I don't go to see him, he will naturally come to see me. Why go to Ganzhou Mansion and make it difficult for Huang Qian?"
When Jiang Xianshi heard these words, he immediately understood. He thought about it carefully and then said: "If Mr. Sir wants to go to Pingping Township..."
"There is inequality in Pingping Township, power is overwhelming, and there are people competing for the throne of the kings...
The Ping Ping Township with millions of people is still unequal. Even if Ping Ping Township really becomes a climate, it is just another Tai Xuan Jing."
Lu Jing stepped forward.
Just at this moment, there was thunder in the sky, and someone fell like a meteor, landing directly in front of Lu Jing.
Suddenly, the mountain in front of Lu Jing cracked, and a deep pit about ten feet long was opened in the center.
As the diffuse loess dispersed, someone emerged from the deep pit.
A big flag was tied behind the man's back.
On the big flag is the word "equality".
"The world is in chaos. If Pingping Township wants to extinguish the spirit of slavery for thousands of years, it needs to recruit strong people and promise to give them power and power.
When the heaven on earth is completed, when all the princes and nobles in the world are reduced to dust, and the power is reduced to clouds, then true equality will naturally be ushered in."
The sound was clear and crisp, just like running water hitting rocks, very crisp.
Lu Jing and Jiang looked over and saw a man with long hair, a delicate face, and a monk's robe walking out of the loess.
He was holding a Zen staff. The Zen staff seemed to be half gold and half iron, but it didn't look stupid. It looked like a stick.
"This is General Butian of Pingping Township?" Jiang Xianshi was a little surprised.
This image of General Butian was very different from what Lu Jing and Jiang Xianshi had in mind.
"Lu Jing, do you know the difference between you today and you in the past?"
The handsome general walked slowly over, his long hair tied back, and there were many patches on his monk's robes.
"In the past, you were backed by the library, and you were a great prince. Later, you became the great prince of Great Fujing, with an extraordinary status.
At that time, I don’t know how many eyes in the world fell on you, but most of them could only look at you.
In addition, there is Mount Landa, who has a deep hatred for you, the dragon genus in the world, the evil sect that has good relations with you, and Pingping Township, which has a complicated relationship with you!"
A clear voice came directly into Lu Jing's ears: "At that time, the looks from these people were nothing to you.
But today, you are alone.
Mr. Guanqi is dead. Your father has practiced the method of immortality and will soon come to take away your energy and see that he will live forever.
The Imperial Master of the Qin Dynasty must send someone to win over you, but the Qin State does not agree with you. If you agree, you will lose your true intentions. If you do not comply, the Qin Dynasty will also kill you.
There is no need to say more about Qi State. If you kill Gu Chenxiao, King Qi Yuan wants to become Yama. He can’t wait to peel off your skin, cramp your muscles, break your bones and spread your ashes."
"Lu Jing, you are on the Yuanshan Road, which seems to be close to the three states of Chong'an and the Western Regions. You can even go as far as Dahuang Mountain and Shenguan. The Dafu court cannot catch you.
But you have too many enemies. Some people admire you but want to kill you. Some people want to recruit you. If you don't agree, they also want to kill you.
There are even people who have a deep grudge against you, who don’t want to see you ascend to the realm of Qiankun or even the True King, and want to cut off your path as soon as possible.”
The man approached and spoke loudly.
"Under such circumstances, if you enter my Pingping Township and become the East King of Pingping Township, I will help you in the future, and the Great Heavenly King will put aside his past grudges and help you.
Three million people from Pingping Township will help you.
An army of 180,000 equals is also your shield. No one in the world can kill you.
Even if that old candle dragon comes in person, he can't kill you before he asks for life from the sky!"
"If you think about it carefully, no matter whether it is Dayeiyin Temple or Zhenwu Mountain, you will not dare to provoke the imperial court.
Once you go to the Great Qin State, you become the salaryman of the Qin State. From then on, you have to keep climbing... Maybe you can climb to the level of Grand Gongsun or Han Xintai before you can see a ray of light under the dim sky.
When you go to the Western Regions, if you are not under the control of the eldest princess, the first person to kill you will be the Marquis of Zhongshan who is still in the Western Regions."
"Except for them, are you going to go to Qi to become an accomplice of evil, and to go to Baigui Mountain to become a living ghost?
Lu Jing, in the world at this time, only Pingping Township behind the Tianshan Mountains can accommodate you. If you enter our Pingping Township and become the King of the East, you will be the highest person in Pingping Township except me and the Great Heavenly King.
Wouldn't it be better for you to mend the sky together with us?"
General Butian's voice gradually became louder. He walked to a place two feet away from Lu Jing and gently touched the ground with his Zen staff.
The loess on the ground gradually peeled away to reveal rocks, which split open and turned into a throne.
The stone throne was carried behind General Butian.
Lu Jing's eyes moved.
Jiang Xian couldn't help but clenched his fists and looked moved.
General Butian's cultivation level was unknown. He was right in front of Lu Jing, and Lu Jing couldn't even see through his cultivation level.
But these figures turned around and knelt down at this moment.
"Lu Jing, you sit on the throne of the Eastern King, and I will carry you back to Pingping Township!
From now on, as long as I live, you will not die!"
General Butian's originally clear voice became loud and clear, and the stone chair on his not-so-broad shoulders was as steady as a mountain.
Jiang Xian sighed.
A figure like Duke Jing is too dazzling no matter where he goes.
It is true that some people want to kill him, but there are also people who want to take him under their command.
This abandoned disciple of Daleiyin Temple, General Butian of Pingping Township came here in person, and he wanted to make Lu Jing the Eastern King at the expense of his own identity!
"Compared to this, what does Taihua City have?"
Jiang Xianxi touched the baggage he carried with him, and there was only a Tianzhu stone there, which carried some aura of Taihua's veins.
"Mr. Lu Jing practices Taihua Mountain and River Emperor's Illustration. Even if he is not in Taihua Mountain, he can still practice by eating pulse.
Taihua Mountain is not rich, nor is it protected by strong people."
The lord of Taihua City couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
At this moment, Jiang Xianshi couldn't help but feel depressed when he saw the silent Lu Jing finally stepping forward towards General Butian.
"When you step into Taihua Mountain, if you don't look at the Tianzhu, how can the Tianzhu be righted?"
Jiang Xian was already thinking that Lu Jing would finally sit on the throne of the Eastern King.
But suddenly, Lu Jing was seen coming behind General Butian, but instead of sitting on the throne, he walked around in front of the general.
He reached out his hand and helped General Butian up.
"The general once sent King Weiguang to help me fight against the Heavenly West Tower.
Lu Jing always remembers this."
Lu Jing helped General Butian up. General Butian thought for a moment and tapped the Zen staff in his hand.
Sonorous...
The crisp sound of gold and iron communication came.
The throne behind General Butian instantly turned into dust and disappeared into the heaven and earth.
"It's just that Lu Jingshen felt that it would be better to live in a barren and barren place than to live under someone else's roof.
And as I just said, Ping Ping Township is different from me. I forced my way into Ping Ping Township to be the Eastern King. The general respects me, but there will always be people who disobey me, and there will be many disputes in the future."
Lu Jing's voice was calm, but his meaning was very firm and clear.
Even if General Butian came in person and surrendered to him, he would not go to Pingping Township outside Tianshan Mountain.
General Butian narrowed his eyes and stared at Lu Jing. After a long time, he suddenly asked: "Mr. Lu Jing, do you think that what we are planning to do with Pingxiang cannot be accomplished?"
Lu Jingdao: "Ping Ping Township has great plans, but after all, everyone has desires, and desires are like bottomless ravines that are too difficult to fill.
If desires cannot be quelled, there will be conflicts of interest.
Since there is the word "interest", how can we say that all living beings in the world are equal?"
General Butian thought about Lu Jing's words, then raised his eyes and looked at Lu Jing. A ray of light flashed in his eyes and said, "Aren't you afraid that if you reject me, I will kill you in the northwest road?"
Lu Jing shook his head and smiled: "General, if I don't promise you and you want to kill me, then you won't bow down and respect me in the first place.
What's more... someone in Pingping Township already wants to kill me, so why do you need to do it yourself?"
General Butian naturally knew that those in Pingping Township who had a grudge against Lu Jing were naturally from the Great Heavenly King's lineage.
"I, the great king of Pingping Township, cannot be underestimated, and neither can the heroes of the world. Lu Jing... Do you really want to go to that distant mountain road and wait for the heroes of the world to come and kill you?"
Lu Jing thought for a moment and suddenly pulled out his grass-chopping knife.
A few streaks of bloody starlight shone on the grass-cutting knife.
"When City Lord Jiang and I left Taixuan Capital, we left this grass-cutting knife on the east city and wanted to return it to the Nanguo Duke's Mansion.
It's a pity that the grass-cutting sword has not drank blood for too long. In the east city, I killed hundreds of Dafu generals, and the grass-cutting sword was also stained with the blood of the strong man.
I was only ten miles away from Taixuanjing when the grass-cutting knife flew towards me and entered my waist.
Along the way, some practitioners from the imperial court saw this, but no one dared to stop him."
Lu Jing stroked the blade of the grass-cutting knife and said: "After it is stained with blood, although it looks more ferocious, it can intimidate those young people.
After drinking blood, he no longer rejects killing.
The great heavenly king of Pingping Township wants to kill me. He must first cross the Tianshan Mountains with murderous intentions, cross Loulan, cross the glacier, and go straight to the distant mountain road.
And I also want to meet all the heroes in the world for a while."
"If you want to kill me, you have to be prepared for your head to fall to the ground."
General Butian's expression changed slightly. He turned his head and looked at Lu Jing carefully: "Everyone in the world says that you inherited the swordsmanship of Mr. Fourth, but your temperament is very different from Mr. Fourth!"
Lu Jingdao: "The Fourth Master was able to ascend to the sky. He felt that the sky was boring, then cut open the barrier of heaven, crossed the barrier of heaven and returned to the earth.
However, a severe drought in the middle of the river, a parrot island, and a punishment from heaven and earth can make him die without hesitation.
Mr. Guanqi also had to die.
But Lu Jing just didn't want to die, so he had already made great aspirations when he was in Taixuanjing...
I walk with a sword, and if someone wants to kill me, I will kill him."
General Butian suddenly remembered something when he heard Lu Jingping's plain but murderous words.
"The emperor's star is in a state of confusion. If you kill one person, you will gain that person's aura.
Maybe after you kill a big dragon elephant, or the Eight Realms of Heaven and Earth, you may incur the Thunder Tribulation of Pure Yang and truly step into the realm of Pure Yang.
So...you are also waiting for someone to kill you?"
General Butian was thinking in his mind, and saw Lu Jing in white clothes holding a grass-cutting knife, looking a bit like a great master.
The love for talents arose in my heart again, and I advised: "No matter how talented you are, you are still alone now.
No matter if you have swords and armor or you have magical powers, they will not be able to protect you in this battle.
The next time you face death, how can you save yourself with only the sword in your hand?"
"A lone knight can't live long. At a time when the world is in turmoil, the three states of Chong'an, not far from the Yuanshan Road, are bound to face a catastrophe.
When King Chong'an dies and the spiritual tide rises again, those aloof immortals will return to the world.
I think you already know half of the tyranny of Xilou.
But there are twelve towers and five cities in the sky, as well as four hundred and eighty fairy lands.
At that time, how can you save yourself with just you... and at most one Mr. Nine?"
"Come into my equal village..."
"General!" Lu Jing suddenly interrupted General Butian and saw him flicking his sleeves.
The storm in the sky went away, blowing away the clouds and mist, revealing a tall tower in the clouds and mist.
"The Self-cultivation Tower is here and the library is here, so how can I be alone?"
When Lu Jing said these words, there was even a little surprise in his eyes.
A wisp of his spiritual thoughts circulated, and the supernatural power of the three gods of Taiweiyuan in the sky turned into three celestial eyes, looking directly at the world.
The vitality flowing in the world also brings news.
General Butian noticed something. He held a Zen staff in his hand, his martial arts energy was vigorous, and his eyes were like the eyes of a divine eagle, and he saw an extremely distant scene between heaven and earth.
He saw a thin man in simple gray clothes standing alone in front of a splendid building.
Dozens of elegant buildings, coupled with elegant bamboo forests, pleasant landscapes, and the sound of reading loudly, are like a palace complex hidden in the mountains.
At the front of the building complex is a Chinese watch with one word written on it.
"Du!"
This is Qixia Mountain, where the Du family, one of the eight great families in Hedong, is located.
At this moment, the gentleman in gray opened his arms, and bursts of vitality mixed with wisps of thunder were driven by waves of mountain breeze.
In the blink of an eye, the vitality, thunder, and mountain breeze all gathered together and turned into a... whale as big as a mountain.
The momentum of this behemoth was astonishing, and it seemed as if it had just burst out of the sea.
Then...the whale fell into Qixia Mountain!
Twelve thousand eight hundred divine thoughts controlled the giant whale and crashed on dozens of buildings.
Suddenly, the sky and the earth were filled with smoke and dust, and the Du family's thousand-year-old home was destroyed.
The man in gray clothes turned around leisurely, and there was a blue bird mark on the robe behind him, which was very strange.
"Mr. Six." General Butian said thoughtfully.
Lu Jing looked at the Self-cultivation Tower and said, "The Self-cultivation Tower is here, and the library is here."
The general asked: "So you are now the owner of the library?"
Lu Jing replied: "I am just Mr. Zhijian, and I am willing to erect a sword-holding mountain next to the Cultivation Tower to protect this new library.
If this library can gather a group of scholars and can continue to pass on the knowledge in this self-cultivation tower to the world, it will live up to my status as a sword-wielding master."
General Butian finally realized that he could not persuade Lu Jing no matter what.
He tapped the Zen staff lightly and turned around. After walking a few steps, he seemed to be curious again and asked: "Sir once said that killing Xilou was just the trumpet of your sword.
Now that Xilou has been defeated by you, this sword has even helped you fight your way out of Taixuan Jing, blocking the inevitable disaster.
Nowadays, the three words "kill Xilou" no longer match the sword, so does this seventh-famous sword in the world have a taboo?"
"have."
Lu Jing returned the grass-cutting knife to its scabbard and pulled out the silver-white long sword. The long sword was extremely sharp, and occasionally a trace of blood could be seen flowing.
"There is a god in my hometown named Da Siming."
"The gate of heaven is wide open, and I ride on the mysterious clouds.
Let the drifting wind be the forerunner, and let the drizzle sprinkle the dust.
You are flying back and flying down, and the mulberry leaves are flying across the sky and you are following your daughter.
People come to Kyushu all the time, how can you live long and live in me!"
"I call this sword Siming. Holding this sword, Lu Jing will be more fierce in the future.
Although you act with your heart in mind, you must be like the great commander, using this sword to supervise the good and evil in the world, and also hold the power of life and death!"
General Butian was stunned: "Inspecting the good and evil in the world? Lu Jing, you are too ambitious."
Lu Jing took a deep breath, suddenly looked up at the sky, and flicked his fingers.
In an instant, a ray of vitality turned into a sword light and shot straight into the void, rushed up into the dark clouds, flew ninety thousand feet, struck the sky, and made a crisp sound.
Clang…
As the Heavenly Tower rotated, an immortal looked down and shouted angrily from across the Heavenly Tower: "Lu Jing, be bold!"
Lu Jing ignored the immortal, but lowered his head and said to General Butian: "I see the truth in the world, and I can be called a great sage in the world!
When the immortals in the sky see me, they are afraid of being beheaded by me.
Hundreds of ghosts, mountains and ghosts dare not look directly at me.
Why can’t we monitor the good and evil in the world?”