MTL - If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified-Chapter 155 The sound of spring thunder moves Taixuan

   Chapter 155 The sound of spring thunder moves Taixuan

  The Heaven Pass is like a reflection in the water, reflected in Lu Jing's eyes and in Lu Jing's mind.

  Lu Jing only felt that when Zhan Qingshan fell into his hands, everything in the world seemed to become hazy.

   The gaze that was about to fall on him was cut off in an instant.

   There is still sunlight falling in the sky at this time, but in Lu Jing's eyes, everything here seems to have turned dark and dark, and everything can no longer be seen.

   is also precisely at this time.

In the   Slashing Green Mountains, one after another grand martial arts spirit was passed on, as if a moment had passed, and a long time had passed.

   As heavy and towering as a mountain, the martial arts spirit of piercing the clouds filled Lu Jing's thoughts.

  Lu Jing couldn't help thinking of the sword technique from the Snow Drinking Sword.

  Climb the Tianshan Mountains!

  Lu Jing did not fully understand the twelve swordsmanship of Tianshan Mountain overnight, but because of the genius of Shenwu and the understanding of the two fates, he already had a little experience.

   Originally wanted to incorporate the thunderous energy of the five-stage True Profound Palm, but he was also incorporated into this sword technique of climbing the Tianshan Mountain!

   "Why did the famous sword in the world cut the green hills, why did it fall into my hands, and why did it stir up such a mysterious spirit of the sword?"

   Lu Jing's thoughts flashed, but he also seized the rare opportunity in time.

The   12-style climbing swordsmanship gradually flashed in his mind, and the spirit of his Taoist philosophy was continuously impacted one after another, and he was gradually captured by him!

"These extraordinary opportunities should be firmly grasped. If the swordsmanship of Tianshan can be integrated with the martial arts spirit in the Qingshan Slashing Mountains, plus that thunderous energy, it can be reborn in a true sense and truly become my own saber. Law."

   Lu Jing's whole body was completely mobilized by that fiery martial spirit.

   The slashing green hills are arguing, and the rust on them has long since disappeared.

   Mr. Jiu's famous sword is blooming in the sky at this moment, which is enough to make the sky white!

  The meaning of the sword is like a dragon, more like a mountain.

   Ferocious and heavy!

  Zhan Qingshan continued to tremble, as if it also brought the qi and blood furnace that Lu Jing had nurtured for a long time.

  Lu Jing comprehends the spirit of the martial arts, and every time he gains, the blood furnace becomes more violent.

   In the furnace of qi and blood, it seems that a volcano has been bred and is about to erupt.

   "The vitality enters me!"

  Lu Jing also suddenly felt that the Daxue Mountain True Mysterious Art was in operation, and the vitality was absorbed into the furnace by him, and the furnace was on fire, refining more blood.

   Several large snow-capped mountains surrounded the sky, and the blood in Lu Jing's furnace became so solid that it almost turned into substance, a prototype of a mountain!

   "Knife intent, spirit, furnace, snow-capped mountains, blood, vitality..."

  Lu Jing closed his eyes tightly.

The spirit of   Slashing Green Mountain swept in, as if training Lu Jing's martial arts.

   Mr. Jiu, who was standing in front of Lu Jing, withdrew his gaze from the sky, and then looked at Lu Jing.

   When he saw Lu Jing's body was full of vigor and blood, almost violent qi and blood burst out from the furnace of his body and flowed to his limbs, Mr. Jiu couldn't help frowning slightly.

   He was worried... With such a violent increase in qi and blood, whether Lu Jing's body could eat it...

   is at this time.

   From the gate of the Hanmo Academy, walked into a woman dressed in a brocade palace dress with an indifferent face.

   This woman's expression is stiff, but her face can be called sinking fish and geese, closing the moon and embarrassing flowers, and there is a sense of alienation in her body.

   Mr. Jiu finally felt relieved when he saw this woman coming.

   The person here is Mr. Shilou Eleven.

  Mr. Eleven came and saw Lu Jing closed his eyes, holding Slash Qingshan in his hand, and the heavy blood in his body flowed out of his furnace, transforming Lu Jing's body.

  Lu Jing's skin, flesh and fascia became tougher, and his bones were like extremely hard black iron.

  Mr. Eleven probably had the same concerns as Mr. Nine. She didn't think about it for too long, she stretched out her palm, and there was already a small cauldron in her hand.

   A blue-purple flame was burning under the small cauldron, and others could not feel the temperature, but the small cauldron was burned to red in an instant.

  Mr. Eleven tapped his fingers again, took off many treasures with a strong medicinal smell from the void, and put them into the small cauldron...

   She seems to be refining medicine.

   But only a dozen breaths of time have passed.

   Mr. Jiu and Mr. Eleven who were standing in front of Lu Jing suddenly raised their heads, looked at each other and looked at Lu Jing again.

   Mr. Jiu kept his eyes fixed.

  Mr. Eleven frowned and flicked his sleeves lightly, and the little cauldron that was concocting alchemy actually disappeared.

because…

   At this time, Lu Jing didn't seem to feel the slightest discomfort because of the heavier qi and blood.

   His body became more and more tyrannical in the eyes of Mr. Jiu and Mr. Eleven.

   Substantial qi and blood have completely enveloped the continuously spewing furnace, and the furnace has become deeper and deeper, gradually turning into a…

  Mountains!

  The prototype of the mountain gradually formed, but the originally violent blood seemed to be suddenly cooled down, and the same madness poured into the mountain.

  The mountains are extremely cold, but they seem to be able to hold a huge amount of blood.

   "I didn't expect that Lu Jing's talent in martial arts could also be called a genius."

Mr. Jiu said, "No wonder Mr. Guanqi values ​​Lu Jing so much."

   Mr. Eleven was silent, but she also agreed with Mr. Jiu's words in her eyes.

   Lu Jing, who was originally shrouded in darkness and haze, has already sensed that in a very short period of time, he has created a snow mountain!

  The Fourth Realm of Martial Arts... Snow Mountain Realm, because of a conversation between him and Mr. Jiu, because of this cut Qingshan, because of that mysterious scene.

In the realm of    Snow Mountain, Lu Jing's aura became more and more prosperous. He ran the True Mysterious Art of Daxue Mountain, and the qi and blood raged wantonly, permeating his body.

   At the same time, the vitality between heaven and earth is constantly being absorbed by the snow-capped mountains, thus refining Lu Jing's body.

   "Qi and blood are thick and strong, and when the sword technique is used, it will be stronger."

   He still closed his eyes tightly.

  The Fate of Enlightenment has already been triggered…

   "This sword spirit is too mysterious, and it is impossible to understand too much just by relying on the enlightenment of Yangcheng level."

  Lu Jing thought of this, and his mind moved!

   In his mind, under the halo of many fates, one after another of the vitality of fate was immediately ordered by him. When the white light flickered, it first emitted bright rays of light, and then completely merged into the light group that belonged to the enlightenment of fate.

  The light group changed instantly, bursting out a bright yellow light…

  Information surges.

  Study and Enlightenment of Fate has become Enlightenment of Fate, from Yang Orange to Bright Yellow!

   Just for a moment…

   Holding Lu Jing, who cut the green mountain, seems to see a green mountain standing between heaven and earth. On the green mountain, immortals were once born, and famous swords that passed down the world were born.

  The spring water flowing out of it has given birth to an unknown number of mortal creatures.

The bursts of    represented the great vitality of the sword, and were gradually perceived by Lu Jing.

  The energy of thunder is also melted into it in an instant!

   A brand-new sword spirit was nurtured by Lu Jing, and it was fully integrated with vigor and spring thunder...

not far away.

   Guan Changsheng saw that Mr. Jiu, Mr. Eleven, and Lu Jing were all beside the pool, so he thought of going up to salute.

  But... When Lu Jing brewed the spring thunder sword technique, Guan Changsheng's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his eyes were suddenly very surprised.

   "Mr. Jiu's sword intent is like a thunderbolt...it's rare."

   Guan Changsheng thought about this, and his eyes couldn't help showing surprise, and he couldn't help but think of his own treasured sword that once cut off the head of the prefect, but was finally broken in Beiqin!

   Zheng!

   is in Guan Changsheng's memory.

  Lu Jing suddenly opened his eyes, and a burst of sword intent leaped out of him, slashing into the void.

   If the qi and blood of Lei Ting is mixed in it, it will bloom from the Zhanqing Mountain in Lu Jing's hands, fall into the sky, and also fall on Lu Jingchun's thunder-like sword intent.

   So in an instant... the sword intent exploded!

  Boom!

The    sword is intended to fall straight into the sky with the blessing of the terrifying martial arts spirit contained in the slashing green mountains.

   So…

  I don't know how many people in Taixuan Beijing heard a roaring sound of thunder!

  The sneaky hiding in the darkness, suddenly trembling with fear, as if injured by the thunder, the pain is extreme!

   Those who are cultivating the Primordial Spirit can't be illuminated by the light of the sword like a spring thunder. Fortunately, there is no killing intent, but it also scared them into a cold sweat!

   Nanguo Gongfu, Nanfengmian and Nanxuehu, who are good at using knives, all raised their heads.

  Nan Fengmian's eyes were filled with interest, and he looked towards the bookstore, guessing where the sword like a spring thunder came from.

  Nan Xuehu's eyes showed more reverence...

   Except for the Nanguo Gongfu.

  The sword-wielders in Taixuan Beijing heard the sword from Chun Lei, and they all looked at the bookstore.

   "Mr. Jiu? Or Guan Changsheng from Donghe Kingdom? Or..."

  There was a lot of speculation, and some people who knew Guan Changsheng's origin also thought of this Donghe Kingdom Sword Saint.

  But...they don't know...

This spring thunder sword intent went straight into the void and exploded, listening to Guan Changsheng's ears, it was as if an immortal with thunder in his hand fell into the mortal world, and a spring thunder full of vitality was dropped, awakening all things and letting heaven and earth know …

   It's already spring!

   Guan Changsheng stroked his beard and nodded slowly.

   At this time, Lu Jing had woken up.

   He first looked up at the sky, and there was no vision in the sky.

   He looked down at Zhan Qingshan in his hands again.

   When his eyes fell on Zhanqingshan, he found that in just a short moment, Zhanqingshan became extremely heavy, as if it weighed hundreds of thousands of pounds!

   Lu Jing let go of his hand in a trance.

  Zan Qingshan immediately spread rust, fell to the ground, and disappeared again.

   At this moment, Lu Jing was still a little dazed. He looked at Mr. Jiu in front of him, and saw next to Mr. Jiu. I don't know when Mr. Eleven came.

   Mr. Jiu was looking at him with a smile.

   Even Mr. Eleven, who has always been unsmiling, showed a stiff smile at the corners of his mouth and nodded lightly at him.

   Then, without waiting for him to salute, he turned and left.

  Mr. Eleven has always been this way, coming and going without a trace, with a stern smile.

  Lu Jing didn't find it strange, he just asked Mr. Jiu: "The vision in the sky just now..."

  Mr. Jiu shook his head and said, "It's just that there are immortals in the Heaven's Gate, looking down on the human world, and taking a look at the mortal world under their control, there is no serious problem."

  Lu Jing frowned slightly and looked down at the ground beneath his feet.

Mr. Jiu's tone was filled with emotion, and he also followed Lu Jing's eyes: "It has been more than ten years, this knife has never forgiven me, it shows me with rust every day, but I am willing to remove the rust, willing to held by you.

  Lu Jing...I hope you will always nurture the martial arts spirit you learned today, and don't let it go to waste.

  Chunlei symbolizes the recovery of all things. If you can go further, maybe you can be like the Great Candle King, where Yuanshen and martial arts spirit merge and become unique in the world. "

   Lu Jing was a little dazed until now.

   But when he heard Mr. Jiu's words, he thought for a while, and stuck out another finger.

   Qi and blood flowed, and the spirit of the sword intent leaped out of the fingers, and in an instant, the flashing thunder appeared in an instant, bursting and... full of vitality!

   "Climbing to the Tianshan Mountains, the spirit of thunder, and the spirit of swordsmanship fused with the spirit of martial arts contained in the slashing green mountains... When the spring thunder strikes, all things revive...

  In this case, it is called Chunlei Daoyi. "

   Lu Jing thought so in his heart, but Mr. Jiu had already gone far.

  Lu Jing originally wanted to ask Mr. Jiu about the vision in the sky, but it really became that simple. Seeing that Mr. Jiu had already left the Hanmo Academy, he suddenly understood in his heart.

   "Mr. Jiu... doesn't seem to want to say anything more."

  Lu Jing frowned slightly.

  Why did the vision in the sky appear, and why did the Slashing Green Mountain fall into his hands... There must be many secrets in it.

   "When I was not enveloped by the spirit of martial arts in Zhanqingshan, I saw that the immortals in the sky seemed to be looking for something."

   "Could it be... that the immortals were looking for me that day, and the famous swords like Zhan Qingshan have a spirit, and they enveloped me with the spirit of the sword, do they want to protect me?"

   Lu Jing suddenly thought of this, and then shook his head slightly.

   "Why are the immortals in the sky looking for me?"

   Lu Jing thought about it, and felt that the information he had about the sky and the mortal world was too little to support him to make many analytical guesses.

  Because of this, Lu Jing didn't want to waste his mind and think more.

  —

  The fifth floor of the self-cultivation tower.

   Mr. Guanqi was standing in front of the window, looking at the sky from a distance.

   Mr. Jiu stepped on the stairs and came to the fifth floor tower step by step.

   "You have already given birth to a spiritual orifice in Zhan Qingshan, and you have drank the blood of an unknown number of innocent people. You are not far from the realm of transcendence."

  Mr. Jiu's voice was heavy, but his face was expressionless: "The rules they wrote allow Zhan Qingshan to see the clouds and mists in the sky, and the immortals look down... They are looking for the so-called immortals."

   Mr. Kanqi turned around, his expression and eyes were rarely relaxed.

   He walked to the table and motioned Mr. Jiu to take a seat.

   A peach blossom also flew from the window and fell into the fifth floor of the self-cultivation tower.

  For a moment, there was a streamer on the peach blossom, and Mr. Eleven's figure appeared magically from the streamer.

   Mr. Guanqi poured tea for Mr. Nine and Mr. Eleven.

   "Lu Jing is already extremely extraordinary. It's not strange that immortals covet the extraordinary people in the world, so why should it be strange?"

   Mr. Jiu was silent for a while, and there was more worry in his eyes.

   "Lu Jing is still young, but in this profound capital, he has to face a whirlpool like the battle of the heavenly dragons, and a shocking chessboard is waiting for him, and now another immortal wants to lead him into the fairyland first...

   This is actually extremely unfair to Lu Jing. "

   Mr. Eleven was silent.

  Mr. Guanqi remembered the young man who used to copy the classics with a pen every day in the self-cultivation tower, and his eyes were also a little softer.

   But he finally sighed...

"When the Master is still alive, or the other gentlemen are also in great distress, this child's disaster will naturally be much less, but... both the Master and the rest of the gentlemen are all running fast in the abyss because of their own ideas. If they are not careful, they will be swallowed up by the evil thoughts in this world, just like the four gentlemen, leaving only a pair of corpses."

   Mr. Guanqi's spiritual thoughts flowed, and there was a lot of helplessness in it.

But just a moment later, there was some hope in his eyes, and he smiled and said, "When he grows older and improves a little bit, if he can make a choice, he can enter the fourth floor and take charge of the number four masters. The sword that opened the sky.

  At that time...he is the Mr. Book Building on the fourth floor. Maybe he can hold a sword, go to the gate of heaven, and meet the master. "

   "Before that... we still have to **** him. The bookstore is neutral and is a place for preaching and teaching, but as long as it doesn't involve the Chongtian Emperor, other means can be used."

  Mr. Kanqi's eyes became softer and softer, and he seemed to remember the past, and the people in the past.

   Mr. Eleven was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "But if you use a lot of heritage, the bookstore has become Lu Jing's secret Taoist protector, consuming a lot of heritage for Lu Jing.

  But what if Lu Jing never set foot on our path in the end? "

Mr. Jiu also looked at Mr. Guanqi.

  Mr. Guanqi shook his head at will, and said, "If this is the case, even my library has sent a talented person to the sky for this world.

   In my heart, I actually like Lu Jing very much and trust him very much.

   He can speak out for those children, and he has some righteousness in his heart. I believe that even if he does not want to be with us in the future, with him in this mortal world, he can still extend some goodness. "

"He is only a seventeen-year-old boy now, and he should have the right to choose. I will look at everything, if it is only utilitarian, if it is just a transaction, if I wait to protect Lu Jing, I will let him listen to it. My order... So if you want to come, Lu Jing doesn't want to be supported by me.

   And... Professor Master, when I waited, did you ask for anything in return? "

   Mr. Jiu and Mr. Eleven thought about it for a long time, then they all stood up, saluted Mr. Guanqi, and left.

   Walking to the stairs, Mr. Eleven suddenly stopped and said to Mr. Guanqi: "Young people also need to work hard, don't be too... spoiled."

   For some reason, Mr. Eleven used the word doting at this time.

   Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Jiu did not refute, they all nodded lightly.

  —

   Lu Jing in the teaching pavilion still released the woman in the fairyland as usual, so that she could breathe.

   The woman in the rose fairy looks better, and the vitality that she can absorb is also more impressive.

   Rose Immortal is getting brighter and redder, like a group of crimson fire, full of vitality.

  Lu Jing was still studying. After his daily homework, he would study until noon.

   has a fairy tale life style, Lu Jing read, he called it ten lines in one eye, and it is no exaggeration to forget it.

   When the Yuanshen is clear and bright, with a slight movement of his thoughts, he can think of the source of many learnings and the records in the ancient books.

   It is precisely because of this that Lu Jing studied diligently, and the growth of his primordial spirit was not unpleasant, as was his knowledge.

   "The many ideas, many knowledges, and even many mortal deeds and stories recorded in these classics, even in the eyes of a latecomer like me, are quite precious, and have a great help in raising one's personality."

   "The book has its own aura."

   When Lu Jing was reading, he was always very serious.

   That rose fairy woman is sitting in the corner of the table, attracting a lot of vitality and nourishing her body.

   Just now, with the help of Zhan Qingshan's sword, it was like a thunderous spring, and it was earth-shattering, making this immortal monster, who had not yet recovered his cultivation, turned pale and had a splitting headache.

   Originally, the great fairy thought that the person who can cut out such martial arts spirit must be a martial arts monk who has ascended to the gods.

   But when Lu Jing stepped into the teaching pavilion.

   His fingertips were still lingering with the sword intent of spring thunder that had just been left, and the great monster of the immortals had already noticed it in an instant.

   Even at this moment, this mysterious big demon woman is quite a bit... unbelievable.

   "This person... is too strange."

  The big monster rose immortal can't help but have such an idea in his heart.

  Lu Jing is indeed a very strange person in her eyes.

   was able to easily see through her existence, but he did not attack her because she was a demon clan of unknown origin, and was even willing to water the rose immortal every day, and then be loosened by the rose immortal every few days, taking care of her carefully.

   Even... when he saw his own body, there were no distracting thoughts in his eyes, and he didn't forget to tear off some paper to cover her shame.

besides…

   This seemingly young man in front of him has a very noble identity. The last time someone came to look for him, he took the Nine Gods Lotus as a gift and mentioned the crown prince and the seventh prince in his words.

  If you draw a picture at will, you will have a lot of swordsmanship.

   Now, the sword that contains the spring thunder, makes the heart of the fairy godmother full of doubts.

   "Although this is a bookstore with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, it's not like walking out of a young man at will... You can cut a knife comparable to Chunlei."

   The slender woman with her long legs was hidden under the green gauze, she just sat like this, looking at Lu Jing who was reading in a trance.

   After a long time, Lu Jing's reading came to an end, and then he closed the book in his hand, put the woman in the rose again, smiled and said goodbye, and then he left the Hanmo Academy and the library.

  The carriage drove to the entrance of Kongshan Alley, but found a carriage parked in the distance on Yanglu Street in the distance.

   That carriage style, Lu Jing had also seen it before.

   Lu Jing's expression remained unchanged, and he got off the carriage.

   "Mr. Lu Jing." A familiar voice came.

  Lu Jing turned around, and there was a person from the carriage in the distance.

   is Li Yushi.

  Every time we met in the past, Li Yushi always had a faint smile on his face and looked quite kind.

   But at this time, Li Yushi looked rather indifferent, standing beside the carriage, looking at Lu Jing from a distance.

  Beside Li Yushi, a man with a long knife, Wang Shaxiong, walked towards Lu Jing and saluted Lu Jing: "Sir, my son has a request."

  Lu Jing raised his eyes and glanced at Li Yushi, who still looked indifferent, then turned around and walked towards Yanglu Restaurant in the distance.

   "Young Master Rain Master wants to see me?"

   A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Jing's mouth, he patted Wang Shaxiong's shoulder, and said, "Go and tell him that if he wants to see me, he will send someone to hand over a famous letter or come to visit in person."

   Li Yushi froze.

   Wang Shaxiong was also slightly taken aback.

   At this moment, Lu Jing had already turned around, without turning his head back into the empty mountain alley.

   (end of this chapter)