MTL - If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified-Chapter 77 This sword cuts immortals, Daxiang (1/3 added today!)
Chapter 77 This sword kills immortals, Daxiang (13 added today!)
She has red lips and white teeth, and three thousand blue silks are tied with a black rope at will. Only two bright eyes shine in the morning sun.
She was beside Lu Jing with her hands behind her back, looking down at the black sandalwood sword in Lu Xing's hand, with a lot of curiosity in her eyes.
"This Lu Jing is really strange. The sixth-grade gentleman's sword was obviously used to thank him, but he refused to accept it. Now he carries such a black wooden sword with him."
Sheng Zi was still wondering, Lu Yi was wearing a pea green long skirt and a fiery red short fleece top. She pursed her lips, came to Sheng Zi, and quietly pulled Sheng Zi's sleeves. .
Sheng Zi remembered immediately, she glanced at Lu Yi quietly, and then said, "Lu Jing, we came to disturb you today because Lu Yi has something to ask you."
It was only half a quarter of an hour before they were admitted to the hospital.
Qing Yue has already made the tea and brought it to the room.
Lu Jing stood up and said, "Let's go to the back room and tell me, two or three new teas were added to the house yesterday. I'm not familiar with the tea ceremony, so you can just help to taste it."
He walked into the room with Sheng Zi and Lu Yi.
Lu Yi was obviously a little anxious, his nose wrinkled, and he said a little aggrieved: "Third cousin, father wants to go back to the Jokhang Temple for many days, and he doesn't want to stay in the mansion. I have persuaded many times to no avail. If you have time, can you also persuade your father?"
"What's so good about Jokhang Temple? They're all boring monks. They just read Buddhist scriptures all day long without saying a word. I'm with me when they stay in Lu Mansion. Why does he always want to leave?"
This little girl seemed to be really anxious, and her heart was full of reluctance for her father. When talking to Lu Jing, she even brought out some tears.
"Uncle Chongshan wants to go back to Jokhang Temple again?"
Lu Jing also frowned slightly.
Although the Jokhang Temple is famous, it is actually only a poor temple.
Now the host of the Jokhang Temple is also a sincere devotee of the Buddha, and does not want to receive the incense of many pilgrims. Mrs. Ning and Mrs. Zhu tried to donate some sesame oil money for the Jokhang Temple several times, but they were blocked.
This is naturally a good thing. It means that the Jokhang Temple is indeed an excellent place to worship Buddha. Because of this, there are actually an endless stream of worshipers and watchers in this temple.
It's just... the monks and laypeople who practice in it have a difficult life.
Lu Yi used to be called by Lu Chongshan to the Jokhang Temple every few months to spend a few days with him, so he naturally knew how hard it was.
The more he didn't want his father to go to that temple to suffer.
"I don't know why my father went to Jokhang Temple. He doesn't like Buddhism. Every time I go to see my father, although he reads Buddhism, he is always expressionless, and occasionally there is disgust in his eyes.
Cousin, you should go and persuade me. Among the Lu family's younger generation, my father likes you the most.
Even if you injured the fifth brother, he only said that it was the fifth brother's fault. "
Lu Jing didn't know what to say for a while.
For the first day or two after he injured Lu Jiang, Lu Yi, who used to come to the West Court every day to walk around, enjoy the scenery, and feed the fish, never came again.
Thinking about it, I felt a little angry in my heart.
But later, Lu Yi was not angry anymore. There should be a reason for Lu Chongshan.
"I don't like Buddhism, but I want to go to Jokhang Temple... This is probably because he doesn't like Lu Mansion even more."
Lu Jing couldn't help looking beyond the door.
He didn’t have a door to enter the small courtyard, and he could look directly at the west courtyard while sitting in the house.
In front of this beautiful garden, this prosperous mansion looks extremely beautiful, but how much decay is hidden in it?
Lu Yi was still young, and because of Lu Chongshan's face, he was also favored by the whole family, and he never saw the problem.
But Lu Jing, like Lu Chongshan, didn't like Lu Mansion.
So, Lu Jing shook his head rarely.
He looked at Lu Yi and said, "Cousin, you are still young, and you don't know Uncle Chongshan's worries. He is so determined to leave Lu's residence, he obviously doesn't like Buddhism, but he doesn't want to stay in a wealthy family where food and clothing are safe. , this actually means that the current Lu Mansion is no longer suitable for him, and it is more uncomfortable for him to stay in this splendid noble family than to stay in the desolate Buddha temple."
Lu Jing said here, and said with a slight pause: "If that's the case, why do we have to persuade Uncle Chongshan?"
With tears in his eyes, Lu Yi shook his head and said, "Cousin, I don't want to let my father leave, he has not been by my side since I can remember.
Now I have finally come back, but after ten or twenty days, I have to leave again, this kind of parting, you…”
When Lu Yi said this, he originally wanted to say that you have never tasted this kind of parting, and you don’t know the bitterness and bitterness of it.
But she suddenly remembered that the cousin in front of her had already bid farewell to her dearest, and the uncle had never seen him.
The sourness in this is much thicker than his own bitterness.
After all, it was the family business of the Lu Mansion, and Sheng Zi on the side just listened, and didn't speak casually.
Lu Jing shook his head and said, "This is the way things are in the world, we all have to go through a lot of partings, you are crying and crying today, and you have kept Uncle Chongshan, but he still wants to leave, but you have to struggle. .
It's better to let him go. If you miss him, it's good to see him every time you go. "
"At least this parting is not far off."
Tears welled up in Lu Yi's eyes, but she sat at the table dumbfounded and did not refute Lu Jing.
After a long time, she wiped away her tears and said in a low voice, "My cousin understands a lot of truths, and these truths are very good, but I still don't want my father to leave. Maybe this is my willfulness, but I always feel that if Don't be self-willed, let my father remember me a little bit, and one day the Jokhang Temple won't be able to keep him."
Lu Jing looked at Lu Yi thoughtfully.
Thinking about it this way, Lu Yi must have sensed some clues and said these words.
"What is there between Uncle Chongshan and Jokhang Temple?"
he thought to himself.
Sheng Zi and Lu Yi also stood up.
Lu Yi said: "I'll go and persuade my father carefully, and have a good cry with him, and say I'm not sensible, and say that if he leaves, no one will teach me on weekdays, and there will be troubles in the future. Come."
"After this, if my father really wants to leave, let him go. There are people who have a heart in mind, so they won't do scary things."
She thought for a while, and then said: "Cousin, you are right, there are always many helpless partings in this world. I am talking nonsense today. I wonder if it disturbed your mind? I hope my cousin will not remember the nonsense I said. ."
Lu Jing smiled and shook his head.
Seeing this scene, Sheng Zi suddenly smiled and said, "Lu Jing, when I first met you, Lu Yi was very unfamiliar with you, but now she calls you cousin sincerely and knows that she is thinking of you, this girl is sensible. many."
Lu Yi was obviously not in the mood to make fun of Sheng Zi, so he glanced at Sheng Zi listlessly, then saluted Lu Jing and walked out the door.
Sheng Zi ignored Lu Yi's eyes, and still smiled at Lu Jing: "I still keep that sword, in a few days, my noble friend will have to do you a favor, if you are willing to help, that sword The sword is well deserved, and if you don't want it, it's fine."
Sheng Zi acted in a dignified manner. After she finished speaking, she waved her hand again, preventing Lu Jing from seeing him off. She strode out of the room and left the courtyard with Lu Yi.
Lu Jing watched the two leave, thinking about what Lu Yi said just now.
"What happened to Uncle Chongshan many years ago?"
If this is the mainland mansion, Lu Chongshan is the only one who can make him give birth to a respectful Lu surname.
He was quite righteous and reasonable, but he was also suffering and his heart was ashes.
Lu Jing shook his head and expelled all these distracting thoughts from his mind.
His gaze fell on the black sandalwood sword again.
It was still early in the morning, and Qing Yue was still busy in her room.
Lu Jing communicated with the primordial spirit, communicated with the Lushan Guan Shenyu, and his eyes fell on the black sandalwood sword.
Instant time.
A white awn emerged from the divine jade in the view of Lushan, and a phantom of a deer appeared behind Lu Jingyuan.
Lu Jing's eyes flickered, and there was a mystery on the black sandalwood sword.
A lot of information came in so slowly.
at the same time.
In front of Lu Jing, there are more strange scenes!
He vaguely saw a strange scene.
saw a tree growing out of the dust over the years.
I saw an old man wearing a bamboo hat and holding a mortal axe staggering forward, and cut a branch from the big tree.
I saw the white-bearded old man carefully sculpting it, and there were many patterns on it.
also saw the old man lovingly give the carved wooden sword to his stubborn young grandson.
The younger grandson had been playing for a few days, but when he lost interest, he threw it in the firewood hut at will, and in a blink of an eye, it was more than 30 years.
The picture changed, maybe many years later, the old house was dilapidated, the beams fell, and the grass and trees turned to ashes.
A young man in gray also staggered here, and pulled out this wooden sword from the dust in the firewood house.
The wooden sword is as good as new.
The young man in gray walked away with his sword.
【Mysterious Sandalwood Sword
Know one: It was originally a vulgar wooden sword, and it was later entered into the product due to the impregnation of vitality.
Know 2: The rank is eighth, the primordial spirit enters it, and the primordial qi is even worse.
…】
Perceiving these two pieces of information, Lu Jing thought about a very brief disappointment.
The reason is that he has high expectations for this wooden sword of Mr. Four.
After all, Mr. Four is the one who holds the sword in the bookstore, and even Mr. Guanqi respects him.
But the first two pieces of information that came from Lushan Guan Shenyu, let Lu Jing know that this black sandalwood sword was really just a ninth-rank mortal sword.
Just when he was disappointed, another scene was revealed, and this scene was much blurred and vague.
But! In the blurry scene, a black light shot up into the sky, dashed into the sky, scattered the clouds and mist, and rained blood in the sky...
At the same time, three more messages came in.
【Knowledge three: It was originally used by the fourth master of the bookstore to learn the sword, but he held this sword to cut down the immortals in the sky and fell into the fairyland.
Know 4: This sword slashes immortals, Daxiang, among which there is a strong immortal death energy, which needs to be nurtured with primordial temperature, slowly stimulated, and cultivated the sword body, which can improve the grade.
Knowledge 5: Wooden swords are inherently ordinary, and they are expensive because of those who hold the sword. They contain the sword qi of the four masters of the two bookstores, which can only be stimulated when the sword light is open to the profound. 】
When these three pieces of information circulated in Lu Jing's mind, Lu Jing's face was stunned at first, and then he showed a smile.
"No wonder such a sword is just a red chance.
If there is no Lushan Guan Shenyu, it is impossible to perceive the hidden mystery.
"Original energy accumulates in the body of the sword, melts the blood of the immortals in it..."
Lu Jing couldn't help but look forward to the realm of sunshine.
(end of this chapter)
