If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified

In Taixuanjing, there was a sudden rain, like Qiongzhu scattered randomly, hitting all over the new lotus.

When there is rain in the end of summer, there must be clouds and mists. When the clouds and mists cover the sun, the end of summer in Taixuanjing is actually not hot. Compared with Hezhong Road, this is the real world.

Li Guanlong made a rare visit to the library.

With his hands behind his back, he stood under a ginkgo tree. The brilliant yellow ginkgo tree had just bloomed, and Li Guanlong was under the blooming ginkgo blossoms, looking at a small courtyard with a wide open gate in the distance.

The small courtyard is called Shaomu Courtyard, which is Mr. Shiyi's courtyard.

Mr. Eleven is not here today, and in the small pavilion in the courtyard, Qingyue is busy taking care of many flowers and plants in the courtyard.

These flowers and plants are quite peculiar, not unusual.

The fragrance of flowers and plants is tangy, and each plant can be used as medicine, all of which are extremely precious.

"Miss, where is Chan Linghua going to move?"

Qingyue rolled up her sleeves and was wiping the water drops on a thorny leaf. Another woman with fair skin and gentle eyes was holding a potted flower and asked Qingyue loudly.

"Luyu, you have already said that you don't need to call me Miss. Chanling flowers should not get wet. Look at the weather, it will rain again in an hour or two. Let's move into the house first."

Qingyue greeted the deer fish, wiped the sweat from her forehead, put her hands on her hips, and held a piece of white cloth in her hand, and looked around at the huge Shaomu Courtyard.

"In a few days, forty-two kinds of medicinal materials will mature and can be used as medicine."

Qingyue let out a long breath, and immediately raised her eyes to look at the sky.

As soon as she was free, Qingyue missed Lu Jing more and more, and two months passed in a blink of an eye.

Time flies, seasons flow.

In the blink of an eye, another autumn day, Qingyue doesn't care about the beautiful scenery, nor the season, but only the young master who is no longer in Taixuanjing.

During the days when Lu Jing was away, Qingyue seldom went back to the small courtyard on Yanglu Street, and stayed in Shaomu Courtyard all the time.

The reason is that the shadow of Lu Jing is almost everywhere in the small courtyard of Kongshan Lane.

When she came to Shaomu Courtyard and took care of these flowers and plants for Mr. Shiyi, the longing in her heart faded a little bit.

That's right... Living together since childhood, the young master who put almost all his heart on him is no longer by Qingyue's side, how can Qingyue not miss him?

Fortunately, Zhuo Yaoluo and the goldfish were still by Qingyue's side, but since Lu Jing left, Qingyue talked to the goldfish every day.

Until one day, Qingyue murmured: "You have heard me say so much, but you don't know if there is something hidden in your heart. If you can speak, I will listen to you."

On the second day, the goldfish turned into a human form, a woman in yellow clothes. She smiled at Qingyue and called Qingyue Miss.

Qingyue is actually very uncomfortable with being called Miss, but the goldfish who may be named Luyu is unwilling to change his mouth.

A stone, a goldfish, and a girl full of longing are spending time in Mr. Eleven's Shaomuyuan like this.

Qingyue still goes to that brand-new charity hall every three days to give medical consultations to the children there.

With the spread of the disaster in Hezhong Road, even though most of the victims who flowed to Taixuanjing were blocked in Gyeonggi-do, there were still many refugees pouring into Taixuanjing.

There are more and more children in the shantang, and now there are thousands of children.

According to Lu Jing's instructions before his departure, Qingyue sent all the gold and silver from Shu Xiu sent by the thirteenth prince to the Shantang, and Wei Jingzhe took care of it for the daily operation of the Shantang.

Mr. Lu Jing's actions naturally couldn't be hidden from other people in the Shantang, and soon spread throughout Taixuanjing, and soon the Shantang also donated a large amount of gold and silver.

Wei Jingzhe was a good follower, and he also posted a big newspaper at the entrance of the shantang to make the big houses famous.

With Lu Jing as his backing, and Nan Xuehu and Sheng Mansion as his backing, Wei Jingzhe gradually gained the right to speak in the Shantang.

Until now, Wei Jingzhe still plans to expand the scale of the shantang.

Just like what Lu Jing said, if you can't support the people in the world, you can consider it a good deed to support the displaced children in Taixuanjing.

With all these things, everything in Taixuanjing seems to have not changed much from two months ago.

Li Guanlong was clearly standing under the ginkgo tree, only facing the gate of Shaomuyuan, but Qingyue and Luyu didn't seem to be aware of his existence.

Li Guanlong's eyes also always fell on Luyu, seeing Luyu talking and laughing with Qingyue, his eyes became quite soft.

Just as Lu Jing said, this golden dragon named Luyu was the price Li Guanlong paid for attacking Lu Jing.

But Lu Jing also knows that action is one, he is not a villain, Lu Yu just stays by Qingyue's side from beginning to end, even like Qingyue's sisters, Lu Jing has never acted rudely from beginning to end.

"Perhaps... Luyu forgot about me, living with Qingyue, living in this library is safer than going to Shenguan with me."

Li Guanlong had such an idea in his mind for no reason, and then shook his head.

Just like what he and Lu Jing said, in this life, you can't do whatever you want. Even people like Emperor Chongtian and King Candle will be trapped in the turbulent currents. The Shaozhu Kingdom is, after all, a living being on earth.

"Lu Jing is already a hindrance to the Seventh Prince, there is no room for it."

Li Guanlong was thinking, suddenly felt something, turned his head away.

But in the distance, Chu Guogong and the Seventh Prince were standing side by side, looking at him from afar.

Li Guanlong's face remained unchanged, and he went to the side of the two.

"Xu Baihe has already proposed to Shengjun that Shaozhu Kingdom will go to Shenguan soon."

The scar on Chu Guogong's face stirred, and he said: "For Shaozhu Kingdom, Shenguan is an experience and a tribulation, but it is also an opportunity.

If he can guard the Shenguan and survive like Chong'an King and Chongjia Tianjiang Xu Baihe, maybe he doesn't need that spiritual wave, and he may have a chance to ascend to the eighth realm. "

Li Guanlong frowned slightly, and asked: "Heavy Armored General Xu Baihe has entered the eighth realm?"

Chu Guogong shook his head, but a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Xu Baihe reflects two primordial stars and seven main stars. He has not reached the eighth realm yet. He only needs a little chance to survive the thunder disaster and become one of the most powerful people at that time."

"They are house slaves, but it is a miracle that they can climb up the stairs and get to this point."

Li Guanlong couldn't help looking at Shaomuyuan, thinking of Lu Jing.

"Xu Baihe was able to summon beasts to meet the emperor. After him, Lu Jing also summoned animals to meet the emperor. His growth rate was even faster than when Xu Baihe was young."

When Li Guanlong mentioned Lu Jing, the expression of the seventh prince Yu Xuanlou, who was originally silent, changed slightly.

"Speaking of Lu Jing, there is some news."

Chu Guogong glanced at the seventh prince, and said: "It is said that Lu Jing reflected Gou Chen Yuanxing in the middle of the river, stepped into the realm of shining stars, and killed Taichong Haiying Xuanguang."

Li Guanlong's eyes froze.

Ying Xuanguang's Tianlong blood is thin, but he is a true dragon after all, with a tyrannical cultivation...

"Step into the Star Illuminating Realm, reflect the original star, and reflect the dragon-slaying platform.

This Lu Jing... is really disturbing. "

Yu Xuanlou lowered his head, a gleam of light flickered in his double pupils.

Chu Guogong and Li Guanlong looked at each other, and only the extremely talented Lu Jing could make the Seventh Prince say such a thing.

"Lutan appeared in the middle of the river. He entered the middle of the river alone. There is always a chance to kill him."

Chu Guogong put his hands behind his back and said: "The head of the Huai Gang, Yuan Qi, is on the river road. It is said that the rotten old dragon in Taichonghai has also left the sea and entered the river, and is going to the river road along the Huangtao River.

In addition, all the dragons in Sifanghai were saying that Lu Jing was seriously injured and it was a good time to kill him, so they all rushed to Hezhong Road.

In a short time, the dragons in the river will surely surround and kill Lu Jing, but Yuan Qishou can bring eight hundred black ice soldiers to join in the fun. "

The Seventh Prince frowned: "Eight hundred Xuanbing warriors still have the task of finding Lutan...Since all the dragons in the world want to kill Lu Jing, maybe we can just watch from the sidelines."

When he said this, he paused for a few more breaths, and his eyes became much firmer.

"Lu Jing has always been a bit of an evildoer. Let Yuan Qishou take the eight hundred mysterious ice warriors there. If all the dragons in the world can kill Lu Jing, naturally he doesn't have to take action. If something happens, Yuan Qishou can still finish it."

"If it wasn't for the order of the sage, the real strong people in the world would have gone to Hezhong Road long ago. I would also go to see how thick the blood mist on Hezhong Road is. By the way, I can also look for Lu Jing...

It's just a pity..."

There was a deeper meaning buried in Yu Xuanlou's eyes.

Li Guanlong said in a low voice: "There are still many refugees in Hezhong Road.

The Holy Monarch did not allow the real strong man to go to the middle of the river before Lutan appeared, probably because he was afraid that... a dispute would arise and thousands of refugees would be affected.

Enough people died in He Zhongdao. "

When he said this, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"But since that's the case... why do you let those dragons perform blood sacrifices?"

Li Guanlong's thoughts were chaotic.

The Seventh Prince and Chu Guogong completely ignored it.

"The broken-legged old dragon took many dragons to the river, and if Lu Jing is still alive, he must be removed at all costs.

This bastard... how did he reflect Yuan Xing? "

There was exclamation and warning in Chu Guogong's words.

The Seventh Prince pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

"When Lutan shows signs, please invite Chu Guogong and Shaozhuguo to go to Hezhong Road with me.

Not only to seize the opportunity of Lutan, build a formation, but also kill Lu Jing! "

Li Guanlong saw the deer fish flashing past in Shaomu Courtyard again.

Yu Xuanlou flicked his sleeves lightly.

"It's just that if that old dragon with disabled legs and Lu Jing was seriously injured, I can't think of how Lu Jing could survive."

"Healing that kind of injury in just two months? Even if you have four or five first-grade treasure pills, it is absolutely impossible."

While the three of them were talking, a figure in white clothes slowly approached on the path in the distance.

Not far behind the Seventh Prince, a middle-aged man dressed as a butler hurriedly greeted Mr. Eleven.

"Mr. Eleven, I am here at the order of the Holy Monarch, and I want to ask you for a healing elixir to restore His Highness's injury."

Mr. Eleven is so beautiful, but he didn't seem to hear his words, and walked all the way into Shaomuyuan.

"Mr. Eleven?" The middle-aged man called out hastily.

Mr. Eleven stood in the gate of Shaomu Courtyard, and glanced lightly at the Seventh Prince: "You want to ask me for medicine?"

The Seventh Prince, Chu Guogong, and Li Guanlong were silent.

But the middle-aged housekeeper hurriedly saluted, he didn't dare to say more, he just said: "Sir, this is the meaning of Shengjun."

Mr. Shiyi said: "The holy king has an order, and Shiyi will obey it, but there is no medicine for healing in the Shaomu Courtyard, so please ask the Seventh Prince to go back and wait. When I practice the medicine, I will naturally send someone to send it over." .”

bang!

The gate of Shaomu Courtyard is closed.

Chu Guogong sighed: "Mr. Eleven is taciturn, but his temper is still as hot as before."

"It's just that Shengjun's order is strange. There is an Imperial Physician Ye in the palace, but he asked the Seventh Prince to go to Mr. Eleven for medicine.

Lu Jing is from the library, how could Mr. Eleven refine medicine for the Seventh Prince? "

"The sage has an order, Mr. Eleven will obey." Li Guanlong said: "It's just... the time is hard to determine."

Yu Xuanlou stood where he was, always so gentle and refined, but a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

He loathes the library, and the ideas in it.

If one day, he can gain great power, he will definitely be like a big candle king, igniting a raging fire, and burning this world will be easier.

"It doesn't matter if there is no pill, and there is Ying Xuanguang's blood sacrifice formation for healing."

——

An Nijing, Qi Hanzhang and Lian E, the son of Buddha, walked in the middle of the river for more than 20 days.

Following Lu Jing's trail, he saw many dragon bones, and finally rescued a dying dragon, and then found Lu Jing's trail.

"Ying Xuanguang, Ying Xuanguang, the eldest prince of Yingyuan Xing, who killed Taichonghai, is now wandering in the middle of the river, dismantling those dragon formations, and beheading the dragons of the middle of the river?"

The high crown on Qi Hanzhang's head trembled slightly, and he couldn't help swallowing.

Lian E looked at the collapsed dragon formation in front of him, at the dragon bones under the dragon formation, and at the bones of the living beings, his eyes gradually became gloomy.

"The blood sacrifice formation sweeps across the middle of the river... This is absolutely extraordinary." An Nijing also looked at the bones and couldn't bear it, but she admired Lu Jing who slashed the dragon a little more.

"Yingying Yuanxing is also a person of immortal wisdom, and he is valued by immortals... Dafu is indeed worthy of being a powerful country in the world, and every generation has a true genius." Qi Hanzhang also sighed: "I am even more curious about Lu Jing's cursive script , I want to take a look at his writing."

Lian E also nodded slightly: "Human beings have misfortune, good fortune, good and evil. Lu Jing's ideas don't agree with me, but I think he's doing the right thing by beheading these dragons that kill thousands of living beings."

"If it was me who saw the suffering of the living beings, I would definitely make a move."

"It's just a pity, if there is no real strong person to protect him, this Lu Jing... I'm afraid he won't live long."

Lianye said so.

An Nijing and Qi Hanzhang looked at each other.

"If this flood dragon hadn't lied, the disabled old dragon in the Taichong Sea came here, and dragons from hundreds of thousands of lakes and seas in the Wufang Sea came to the middle of the river to surround and kill Lu Jing.

Unless the gentlemen from the fourth floor of the library came here to protect Lu Jing, Lu Jing would definitely die. "

Lian E folded her palms together and said the Buddha's name.

An Nijing shook her head and said, "Lu Jing is valued by the immortals. I just need to take Lu Jing to the Lingao Mountain. There are two immortals. How can the old dragon in Taichonghai kill Lu Jing?"

Qi Hanzhang also agreed with An Nijing's words.

Lianye smiled a little, but didn't say much.

The three of them walked forward like this, all the way to an empty city.

But I saw that the walls of the empty city were dilapidated and overgrown with grass, which had been abandoned for several years.

"The dragon said that the last dragon formation is in this deserted city."

An Nijing plucked the strings of the zither, and the vitality flowed, carrying her into the city wall.

Just flew into it.

But not far away, a young man in black with a pale complexion and long hair like a waterfall was holding a pen and paper, and was writing on it.

An Nijing was slightly taken aback when she saw this scene.

Because she saw that the boy in black was sitting on the head of a dragon.

The corpses of the four real dragons fell into the dust, smashing an unknown number of houses.

The pale-faced young man was unparalleled in handsomeness and jade-like, he seemed to sense An Nijing's approach, slowly raised his head, glanced at An Nijing, and then looked behind her.

"Buddha son Lianye."

Lu Jing said, "Long time no see."

On Lian'e's naked body, there was a gleam of Buddhist verses, and he bowed to Lu Jing: "Benefactor Lu Jing, I will come to report your sorrows and good news to you."

"Why worry? What joy?"

Lian E glanced sideways at An Nijing.

An Nijing reacted and saluted Lu Jing.

"Mr. Lu Jing, in the middle of the river, there is an immortal from the sky coming..."