If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified - Chapter 283

Chapter 283 The Tenth Star

The blood of the immortal is also red, which is no different from the creatures in the world.

When the star-piercing immortal had no power to resist, he was smashed into a blood mist by Lu Jing with the power of Lutan, and then condensed into a drop of blood, which was then swallowed by him.

In front of the Taixian Hall of Taixuan Palace, the White Deer Excalibur suspended in the air let out a clear cry.

Emperor Chongtian, who originally had his hands behind his back and raised his eyes to look at the deep Zhouyu and Jidu Luohu, turned his head and looked in the direction of Hezhongdao.

His hands couldn’t help falling, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became clearer.

“As expected of him, Jiang Shoufu and I have taken a fancy to the person.”

Emperor Chongtian said: “I thought that even if Lu Jing’s physique and primordial spirit could accommodate the power of Lutan, he would not be able to cross multiple realms and face several immortals, but he never thought that this young man’s physique is stronger than I imagined.”

The white deer trembled slightly, and a sword light shone on it. When the sword light fell to the ground, it instantly turned into a figure, which was Jiashangmin’s sword light incarnation.

The incarnation of Shang Min stood in the glorious palace, but he didn’t salute Emperor Chongtian when he met Emperor Chongtian. Instead, he said, “Isn’t this just what you want? The stronger Lu Jing is, the better it will reflect the two stars of Jidu Luohu. Maybe one day, his sharp The sword light will be able to chop off that sky tower.”

Emperor Chongtian did not respond to Shang Min, but the smile on the corner of his mouth grew stronger.

“It’s just that such a proud young man who is reflected in the dragon-killing platform and has the shadow of Chen Baxian on his body, is reflected in Jidu Luohu in your painting, and is a puppet who kills immortals. Isn’t the gain outweighed by the loss?”

“He turned into a puppet, the arrogance in his heart melted, and the rare fearless sword soul was dusty since then, and the light-supporting sword energy was also dusty from then on, never to see the light of day again.

Shengjun, you want Lu Jing to kill the immortal, you want him to kill the sky, but you ruined this peerless arrogance.

What’s more, the original Lu Jing has already held the power of heaven and earth, He Zhongdao could have avoided the catastrophe, but now turning Lu Jing into a puppet, isn’t it a waste of the power that is rare in this world? ”

Emperor Chongtian flicked his sleeves slowly, and Echo walked into the Taixian Hall. At the top of the hall, there was a piece of straw paper on the table inlaid with a dragon corpse.

The word violent was written on the straw.

“Lu Jing’s cultivation spirit is almost unparalleled, but the sword of cutting immortals does not need a fierce temperament, it only needs to be sharp enough.”

Emperor Chongtian looked at the words on the straw paper: “If it is too hard and too kind, it cannot be used as the first knife to kill immortals.”

“He killed the Phi Xing Immortal today, and the two stars of Jidu Luohu were summoned by Lutan and influenced by the immortal corpses in it, so Lu Jingying would definitely be given the qualification to reflect these two primordial stars.

Even if these two stars are guarding the sky, Ming Yujing can’t stop Lu Jing.

Maybe…Ming Yujing will think that Lu Jing is the one chosen by Tianque. ”

“As for the power of heaven and earth to call wind and rain…”

Emperor Chongtian’s expression remained unchanged: “If you plan for a while, how can you plan for eternity.

In the past 6,000 years, the immortals have always looked down on the human world. A generation of heroes in the world wanted to get rid of the immortals, and they all turned into yellow sand in the end.

This was the case in the Taiwu Dynasty in the past, and it was also the case in the earlier Chaoge.

As for the last spiritual tide battle, if Ming Yujing didn’t want chaos in the world, maybe Dafu would have already been wiped out in it!

Shang Min, as a king, you should not fix your eyes on one place. The River Road is indeed sad, but it cannot be more sad than the fate of hundreds of years of life on earth. ”

Shang Min thought for a while, and the avatar also walked into the Taixian Hall. He also calmly walked to the top of the Taixian Hall, and looked down at the two words Lu Jing wrote to Prince Thirteen Yanxu.

“You killed Lutan Immortal just for this so-called chess game?”

The sword armor under heaven glanced at the dragon corpse embedded in the table with some disgust.

“I am the Lord of Lutan.” Emperor Chongtian said: “I killed the deer pond fairy, refined the deer pond, and used the deer pond to find the world’s deer.”

When he said this, he glanced at Shang Min: “I originally wanted to get you, a deer, but I never thought that you would walk out of your own way, enter the fairyland and come back with the fairy sword. Mastered the magic technique, the two swords of the White Deer.”

“I have planned for a long time, you are the first person to escape from my control, and you will be the last.”

“Huh?” Shang Min suddenly smiled: “The world is vast, and there are countless arrogances, but it is rare to see an arrogance like Lu Jing.

Shengjun, you want Lu Jing to be your puppet to kill the immortals. You think that the power of Lutan is enough to make Lu Jing lose his way, and you think that the two stars of Jidu Luohu are enough to make Lu Jingshen fall into a murder and cannot extricate himself…

It’s just that Lu Jing is a swordsman. ”

“Sword practitioners are the most powerful. Although the Fuguang Sword Qi he cultivated is immature, but the last time I saw him, the Fuguang Sword Qi has acquired the charm of human sword energy.

As for He Zhongdao and his party, Fu Guang Jian Qi has been mixed with Gou Chen Lei Ting, and there is even Da Fu Law Golden Thunder in it, further, plus Fearless Sword Soul…

At this moment, no matter whether it is sword qi, aura, or even sword spirit, they all seem to be confused by the power of Lutan, and influenced by the killing aura drawn out by Jidu Luohu.

It’s just that I don’t think that the power of Lutan and Jidu Luohu can always overwhelm the light-supporting sword energy and fearless sword spirit. ”

Emperor Chongtian sat back on the throne, holding the armrest with one hand, leaning forward slightly, and gently tapped the straw paper with the other hand.

In an instant, a flame ignited on the straw paper, burning the word violent.

“If it’s just the induction meter Du Luohou, it may not be able to overwhelm the sword energy and sword soul.

But Lu Jing wanted to reflect the two primordial stars. ”

At this point in Emperor Chongtian’s words, the dragon corpse embedded in the table case suddenly opened its eyes and looked at the avatar of Shang Min.

“You made a bet with me. Now that Lu Jing has killed Immortal Phi Xing, he has induced Ji Du Luohou…Shang Min, you lost.”

Shang Min’s incarnation remained motionless, and the White Deer Excalibur floating in front of the Taixian Hall seemed to feel a pity, and a white light burst out from the sword.

The white light was hazy, and when it touched the moonlight in the sky, it appeared brighter and brighter.

The White Deer Excalibur was once lent to Lu Jing by Shang Min. This sword, the fourth most powerful in the world, seems to still remember Lu Jing.

“Shengjun, haven’t you noticed that the words that the lady from the Nanguo Mansion said seemed to make Lu Jing, who was lost, have some doubts?”

Shang Min sensed the light of the White Deer Excalibur, and suddenly spoke.

Emperor Chongtian’s eyes moved, but he just shook his head: “It’s not enough.”

Shang Min seemed to agree with Emperor Chongtian’s words, the brilliance on his body gradually dissipated, and said: “It’s not over yet, let’s see.”

Shang Min’s voice came.

The blazing light on the White Deer Excalibur disappeared.

But the wind and rain stopped in Taixuanjing, and then it snowed heavily.

The goose feather and heavy snow are flying in this most prosperous place in the world. Some people lament that the auspicious snow is a good year. The children of the big mansion play in the snow at night, while the children of the common people hide at home, fearing that they will catch the wind and cold in this snowy night.

Joy varies from person to person.

Sheng Zi was sitting in the restaurant, and the mysterious storyteller in green shirt was supposed to be on stage to tell a story, but at this moment he was nowhere to be seen.

Sheng Zi waited for a long time. For some reason, she became more and more bored and nervous, and even a little out of breath.

The young lady in the Taishu Pavilion’s Second Assistant Lord’s residence was pale. She had already entered the martial arts all the way, but she was panting inexplicably.

So on this snowy night, Sheng Zi pushed open the window beside her.

She looked up at the sky, only to find that there was an extremely bright star in the sky full of black clouds.

“Lu Jing once said that when a person leaves the world, he will always turn into a shining star in the sky, illuminating the path of the person in his heart from then on.”

“I just don’t know whose path this star is illuminating?”

Sheng Zi in red missed Lu Jing more and more, she couldn’t hold back the impulse in her heart anymore, turned over and jumped out of the window of the restaurant.

She rode on the plain heels and headed towards the city gate without looking back.

She was going to Hezhong Road to look for Lu Jing, and when she saw Lu Jing again, she just felt that her heart was going to die.

Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Eleven sat on the fifth floor of the Slimming Tower, and they were also looking at the scene outside the Slimming Tower. Both of them were silent.

After a long time, Mr. Guanqi looked at Mr. Eleven, and asked, “Then Haitang…give it to Qingyue?”

Mr. Eleven nodded: “Qingyue is worthy of that crabapple.”

…

As Mr. Eleven said, it snowed heavily that day, and it was rare for Qingyue to return to Kongshan Lane, Yanglu Street.

The small courtyard in Kongshan Lane had already been bought by Qingyue with the Shu Xiu given by the Thirteenth Prince.

It was only half a year after Lu Jing went to Hezhong Road, but Qing Yue stayed in the library all the time, studying pharmacology with Mr. Eleven, and went to the Shantang in Taixuanjing from time to time, but rarely returned to the empty mountain alley.

The reason is that this small courtyard is full of Qingyue’s memories. Every time Qingyue returns to her room, she habitually looks out the window to see if it’s the time when Lu Jing is about to return. There are traces of Lu Jing.

Especially the two chairs in front of the main house, Lu Jing and Qing Yue would always sit together and talk a lot every evening.

“My lord, since you left Taixuanjing, no one has sat here with me to talk.”

Qingyue sat on the chair alone.

She is kind and fragile, and she wants to cry whenever she thinks of Lu Jing.

Especially today, Qingyue became more and more depressed. After sitting alone for a long time, she probably remembered something, and suddenly stood up and entered the main room.

In the main house, the crabapple bloomed again.

When Qingyue saw the pink and white flowers of Begonia, her heart beat suddenly a lot faster, as if a mountain had been crushed in her heart.

“What’s going on here?”

Qingyue came to Haitang, the faint worry in her heart turned into biting cold the moment she saw the Begonia flowers in full bloom.

She seemed to have expected something, but felt that the cold wind outside the door was stronger, making her feel chilly all over her body.

Qingyue stabilized her trembling body and looked down at the pink and white flowers.

In an instant, Qingyue saw the scene in the white flowers again.

She vaguely saw Lu Jing walking alone on a dark road, which was extremely dark.

Lu Jing lowered his head and walked quietly.

His eyes were confused, he seemed to have forgotten everything, and also his own heart, even the sword on his waist had disappeared, and he just walked aimlessly.

Go and go…keep going!

“Young Master…” Qing Yue shouted in a low voice with a trembling voice.

She had a strong premonition.

If the young master continues like this, he will be farther and farther away from this world.

“Master!”

Qing Yue’s voice suddenly became high-pitched, trying to wake Lu Jing up.

But Lu Jing seemed to be unknown, still walking forward stiffly and numbly.

“Master…Master…”

Qingyue’s body kept trembling, but her voice became louder and louder every time.

Master, as if carrying Qingyue’s longing, her yearning, and her nostalgia and reluctance for Lu Jing, through the pink and white flowers, finally…

Finally, the scene came to Lu Jing’s ears.

Lu Jing, who was walking on the dark road, seemed to hear Qing Yue’s call.

He stopped in a little confusion, lowered his head and didn’t know what he was thinking.

Qingyue is still calling.

So Lu Jing turned his head in the dark and looked back.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Jing seemed to see something, and his confused eyes became clearer.

“Qingyue…” He also said Qingyue’s name, but there was a bit of doubt in his tone, as if he was recalling…

Qingyue… who is it?

“It’s me, master.”

Qingyue stood where she was, with her head bowed, her shoulders shrugged, and the cold wind outside the door kept blowing, blowing her blue dress.

“It’s my young master.”

“Hurry… come back quickly, this courtyard is too dark, I dare not live here alone.”

…

That was just an ordinary sentence.

But when the girl faced the crabapple flower, she said these words in a trembling and expectant tone.

Emperor Chongtian in front of the table in Taixian Hall suddenly frowned, then stood up and looked in the direction of He Zhongdao.

The White Deer Excalibur shines brilliantly.

The avatar of Shang Min in the sword armor suddenly dispersed, and the White Deer Excalibur rolled up a beam of light, and flew out of the Taixian Palace and Taixuan Palace in an instant.

“Let me see… how far can Lu Jing go?”

…

Hezhong Road, Lu Jing above Lutan lowered his head, a name kept popping up in his mind.

The owner of that name accompanied him day and night, the owner of that name placed his beliefs on him without reservation, and the owner of that name lived in the brightest and softest place in his heart.

“Qingyue…”

Lu Jing whispered to himself.

The scenes of the past seemed to be remembered by him.

He remembered Qingyue carrying a lunch box, standing under a gap in the rockery, bending over to look at herself.

He remembered that Qingyue always smiled at him with her hands behind her back and her eyebrows bent.

He remembered what Qingyue said when he carefully took a bite of the peach blossom pastry, and then sold the remaining peach blossom pastry to count the money.

“This is money for the young master to practice martial arts…”

Scenes of the past also flowed by like those disgusting scenes.

He thought of those immature and clear eyes in Shantang.

Thinking of Nan Fengmian and Nan Xuehu’s nonsense when they were drinking with him.

I remembered the letter Chen Xuanwu wrote to him.

I think of the gentleness on Mr. Guanqi’s face and the admiration in his eyes when he first met him, and the black sandalwood sword and heart-holding pen that Mr. Guan gave him.

Sheng Zi, Si Wanyu, Nan Heyu, Zhuo Yaoluo, Zhong Yubai, Yu Qixiang, Wei Jingzhe, Guan Changsheng, Mr. Nine, Mr. Eleven…

Countless figures were intertwined in his mind, instantly igniting the light-supporting sword energy conceived on his primordial spirit, and igniting his sword soul.

“My world is roughly these people.”

Lu Jing remembered many things. Suddenly, a sword light surged from his body, and the sword energy of the light burst out, illuminating the entire deer pond, and it seemed to illuminate the world…

The sword bone between his brows was still trembling. The sword bone came from Mr. Si’s human sword.

“In this universe, the world is also a star…”

“Since I hold the sword energy of the human world, I think this world is very good, why not reflect the stars in the world?”

Lu Jing whispered softly.

That day, Madman Chu, who was among the stars of three stars, stood on the rooftop and looked down at Lutan, then nodded: “Guanqi, you have a good eye, the power of Lutan made a wedding dress for Lu Jing, otherwise Lu Jing would have to accumulate for a long time, Only then can it reflect the third star.”

“The world is also a primordial star.”

“The tenth star!”

(end of this chapter)