If you can’t become a son-in-law, you have to be destined to become a saint. Chapter 86 The sword light is like the sun and the moon, clear and horizontal
Chapter 86 The sword light is like the sun and the moon, clear and horizontal
The setting sun slowly sets, and the afterglow shines through the clouds, showing the charm of autumn, and outlines a desolate scene on the earth.
But because of the undissipated snow piled up on the roadside, the languid sunshine seemed even warmer.
Lu Jing said goodbye to Ning Qianglin and Lonicera, then walked out of the small courtyard and the Lu Mansion with a wooden sword on his waist.
Outside the Lu Mansion, there were several brave men from the Chong'an Prince's Mansion who were guarding the gate with sabers on their backs. They had become familiar with Lu Jing in the past few days.
Naturally, they heard from their colleagues that Princess Chong'an stopped driving in the street and invited this seemingly ordinary concubine of the Lu family to get on the sedan chair and return to the mansion together.
Because of this, these brave men always saluted Lu Jing when they saw him for many days.
Today, Lu Jing came back from the library and was about to go out again.
There was nothing unusual when he arrived, and he had a black sword at his waist when he left.
These powerful men from the Chong'an Palace, who were dressed in black, with surging Qi and blood, and extremely sharp eyesight, could certainly tell at a glance that the sword on Lu Jing's waist was a wooden sword.
They didn't think there was anything strange about it.
After all, the world is full of strange things, and some Yuanshen monks also use wooden swords. After all, there are some sacred trees in the world, which are naturally suitable for the arrival of Yuanshen and the communication of vitality.
So they looked at Lu Jing leaving the house.
They didn't find it strange, but Lin Rendong in the small courtyard felt a little confused when he saw Lu Jing's rare sword and left.
In the room, Ning Qiang was still talking to her in a low voice, with a bit of anxiety on her eyebrows, waiting for Lu Jing to come back.
Qing Yue was pouring tea and water for them. She didn't know where Lu Jing was going at such a late hour, and she felt a little worried.
"The young master has not had dinner yet and is busy with that trivial matter. If he is too late, he will inevitably starve."
Today, Qing Yue is still wearing that floral dress.
She had not worn the clothes Lu Jing had bought for her many times in many days.
Occasionally, when no one is around, I happily take out the clothes from the cabinet and put them on, look at myself happily, then change them and put them carefully into the cabinet.
But even an old floral dress can't hide Qing Yue's extraordinary beauty.
Lin Rendong looked at Qing Yue's back, turned to Ning Qiang and smiled: "This Lu Jing is a blessed one. Among the maids in the Lu Mansion, this Qing Yue is one of the best in beauty."
Ning Qiang held a handkerchief in her hand, spoke in a very soft voice, and looked at Qing Yue: "You are polite in what you say, Qing Yue's appearance is indeed natural, no one even among the young ladies in the Lu family can compare with her.
I went to Bieshan Courtyard that day and heard from several cousins that Qing Yue's appearance was average when she was a child, her skin tone was not fair, and she had many red acnes on her face.
It's just that in the past two or three years, the girl has grown up, and her appearance changes every year. Many of her shortcomings have faded away, and she is actually much more beautiful than the other girls next to her."
Lin Rendong finally understood why a girl like Qing Yue could come to the courtyard of a concubine like Lu Jing.
Lu Jing was extremely unpopular in the mansion. She had been living in the Lu mansion for many days, with Ning Qiang as her companion. On many occasions, she had heard some clues.
Lu Jing's clothes were always the worst every season, and the dining room rarely provided food for them. Even his monthly salary was pitiful and was often withheld.
Lin Rendong didn't believe that just those in charge would dare to treat the young master so harshly.
Even if Lu Jing was just an unpopular bastard, his surname would always be Lu.
Lin Rendong didn't need to think about it to know that there might be some more noble people among them who were secretly causing trouble.
When Lin Rendong thought of this, he became even more curious.
"Lu Jing is in such a difficult situation, but he is able to practice martial arts and his energy and blood are like waves.
I also saw that his cultivation of Yuanshen was just in a floating state before, but today I saw him standing under the scorching sun and feeling the vitality."
Lin Rendong felt more and more that this concubine of the Lu family was extremely extraordinary, and then remembered that Lu Jing left with his sword just now...
"What are you going to do when you leave with your sword in hand?"
Lin Rendong thought of this and could no longer suppress the doubts in his heart.
Then he saw her finger tapping the table.
In a moment.
The girl's soul suddenly appeared in the center of her eyebrows. The soul sat cross-legged and meditated, and then a transparent thought quietly flew out from the center of her eyebrows.
It’s divine thought!
Only when the soul becomes true can the soul be divided into thoughts and travel far away!
The girl in front of me, who is only the same age as Ning Qiang, has actually reached the level of spiritual transformation!
In the realm of Yuan Shen, every path is more difficult than the last, and every path is more powerful than the last.
At her age, she is already able to transform her soul into reality, which shows that Lin Rendong has extraordinary talents and deserves to be born in a famous family of souls.
Lin Rendong's spiritual thought came out across the wall, merged into the void, and moved forward quickly, hovering high in the sky.
In fact, not much time has passed since Lu Jing left home until now.
Lin Rendong's mind soon saw Lu Jing walking slowly on the road.
At this time, Lu Jing's body was upright, with the strange black wooden sword in his waist. He did not look around, but looked firmly ahead in the distance and walked slowly.
Lin Rendong's spiritual thoughts were suspended not far from Lu Jing.
She looked at Lu Jing at this moment, and for some reason, she felt that Lu Jing had become more and more brilliant in the past few days.
I don't know if it's her imagination or if it's the truth.
There are bandits and gentlemen who are as good as gold as tin, as good as jade!
Lu Jing was dressed in long clothes, his face was as white as jade, he was extremely handsome, his face was clear and calm, and the pupils in his eyes were still shining with clear light.
Coupled with the long sword on his waist, even if it was a wooden sword, it reminded Lin Rendong of a sentence.
The man on Mo is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.
Lin Rendong followed Lu Jing like this. She clearly knew that such behavior was too rude and lacked moral integrity.
But at this time, Lin Rendong was thinking...
"I am a woman just wandering around because I am curious. If I really see something I shouldn't see, just avoid it." She comforted herself while sitting in the Lujing Courtyard.
Lu Jing didn't walk for long.
He originally walked on the main road, then turned into a few alleys and came to a slightly wider street.
There are no people sitting on this street, there are only idle shops. In addition, it is already evening and the sun is almost setting.
These shops have all been closed.
The breeze blew by, bringing only a few bleak autumn leaves.
Came to this quiet street.
Lin Rendong looked at Lu Jing again, only to find that Lu Jing came under a locust tree.
He leaned over and brushed off the dust on the ground, sat cross-legged under the locust tree in a slow and leisurely manner, and looked at the street entrance.
"What are you waiting for?"
Lin Rendong was even more confused.
It was at this moment that another young man suddenly walked slowly from the distance!
The young man was tall, burly, energetic, and had a solemn expression with an aura of bravery.
He pursed his lips slightly, put his hands behind his back, and walked step by step.
With his majestic body and his pair of cold eyes, he has the majesty of a young warrior.
"Nan Xuehu!"
Lin Lingdong, who was sitting in the room, suddenly frowned.
"Why did Lu Jing come here to see this Nan Snow Tiger? He has a sword on his body, and this Nan Snow Tiger's expression cannot be called indifferent."
She was still wondering.
When Nan Xuehu saw Lu Jing sitting under the locust tree with a wooden sword, he frowned slightly.
"Are you really here?" Nan Xuehu said with a bit of confusion: "Although youthful spirit is rare, it still depends on whether this spirit will hurt yourself.
Lu Jing, you are not stupid, why are you doing this?"
Lu Jing said nothing and his body remained motionless.
He nodded slightly towards Nan Xuehu.
Nan Xuehu thought for a while, nodded to him, and immediately took a step forward!
With one step, powerful energy and blood suddenly rose from his body.
A furnace roared inside him, and a snow mountain erupted.
A huge amount of energy and blood flew out like an angry dragon and wrapped around Nan Xuehu's body.
The strong power was like a blazing sun, piercing straight out.
He still had his hands behind his back, but his body seemed to be more majestic than before, bringing terrifying shadows and bursts of roaring sounds of blood.
"The peak of the Snowy Mountains."
The spirit of Lin Lonicera, which was hovering not far away, also hurriedly retreated and rose high.
Even if they are far apart.
This trace of spiritual thought was still burned by Nan Xuehu's thick Qi and blood, and gradually began to dissipate.
Nan Xuehu walked step by step, also walking slowly and firmly, he shook his head and said: "Since we have made an agreement, even if Nan Mansion has not yet decided on the matter of inheriting the title, you still have to pay some price.
Although a young man’s spirit is valuable, it also has a price and cannot be used in vain.”
Lin Rendong's spiritual thoughts were slightly shaken, and he felt that the Southern Snow Tiger in front of him was fierce and energetic, and his energy and blood were even stronger. The furnace and the snow-capped mountains were still stimulating strong energy and blood.
With this flow of masculine blood, even the cold autumn air in the desolate streets has been dispersed a lot.
Lin Rendong was puzzled.
"Youthful spirit? Is this Lu Jing going to fight Nan Xuehu? Nan Xuehu has become famous as a young man and will definitely be able to break into the martial arts world soon. How can Lu Jing win..."
Lin Rendong's thoughts were still lingering.
Suddenly, Lu Jing Yuanshen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly left his body and flew into the black wooden sword at his waist.
In an instant, the black wooden sword was unsheathed, and a cold light suddenly appeared.
Just like the sun and moon shining brightly, the wooden sword rose into the sky and flashed thousands of rays of light.
Chi!
The bright sword light passed over a distance of more than ten feet, and with its sharp vitality, Qi Shang had the light of the sun and moon flashing its brilliance, and then flashed towards Nan Snow Tiger like a stream of light.
As soon as the sword light moved, the tip of the sword was approaching the center of Nan Xuehu's eyebrows in an instant.
The light flashing on it is cold and the sword light is cold!
The light of the sun, moon and sword finally showed its brilliance.
Just now Nan Xuehu was talking to him, but Lu Jing never said a word, and his body never moved at all.
But when his soul left his body, he fell into this black sandalwood sword.
The ordinary black sandalwood sword, the sword light rises in all directions!
Even Nan Xuehu, whose eyes were always on Lu Jing, was completely unprepared.
Until the sword light was less than three feet away from his eyes.
The energy and blood in his body condensed, and the right hand on his back was thrust out at extremely fast speeds like lightning.
Tap the two fingers of your right hand down.
Sonorous!
There was a crisp sound, and two fingers filled with tyrannical energy fell on the black sandalwood sword.
The black sandalwood sword was knocked three inches away, and its speed also slowed down a lot.
Nan Xuehu's body also moved sideways incredibly.
The black sandalwood sword just passed by his ear and cut off a few strands of his hair.
The black sandalwood sword shot out suddenly, then flew back quickly. The speed reached its limit, and it was like light shining down, floating opposite Nan Snow Tiger.
Nan Xuehu stood not far away, gently touching the broken hair falling on his shoulders with his right hand...
"Yuanshen Rizhao..."
He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Lu Jing thoughtfully.