MTL - If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified-Chapter 149 Lu Jingcheng's Palace, may the donor not enter the endless hell

  Jiaoshen Mountain.

   A secluded valley stretches, and heavy snow falls one after another, obscuring the way, and it is a bleak scene.

   The snow was fierce, and it started intermittently from yesterday evening until this afternoon.

   Princess Chong'an left Taixuanjing, and at the gate of Beicheng, many people came to see her off, and saluted Princess Chong'an's carriage from a distance.

   Among them, there are even handsome young heroes such as Zhongshan Hou Jing Wushuang.

   Even though King Chong'an has not returned to Taixuanjing for many years, there are still military members in Taixuanjing, who came to see the princess farewell out of respect for the Chong'an Palace.

   Princess Chong'an also got off the carriage and said goodbye to everyone.

   There were also eighteen black armored soldiers around the carriage, standing silently, their qi and blood surging, like a wave, mighty and continuous.

   They are responsible for guarding the safety of the princess.

  There are also many rumors in the world that Princess Chong'an's primordial spirit is enough to reflect the ancient stars, but few people have seen Princess Chong'an take action.

  The mysterious Princess Chong'an, plus eighteen martial arts cultivators in black armor with beheading swords, are probably enough to protect the princess in this great territory.

  Under the gazes of many people, the carriage was leisurely heading towards the official road not far from Jiaoshen Mountain.

   Princess Chong'an sat on the carriage, opened the curtains of the carriage, and looked at the scene outside the carriage, frowning slightly, wondering what she was thinking.

   On the side, Rou Shui is pouring tea for Princess Chong'an. This carriage is quite miraculous; even if it went through rough places, the body did not shake at all, and the tea in Rou Shui's hand never spilled out.

   Soft water girl poured tea and said softly! "Once you're completely on the official road, the speed of driving will be much faster. It's better for the princess to take a nap. When you wake up, you can probably go to the big shopping mall." The princess of Chong'an, Si Wanyu, was dressed in a blue long coat and had picturesque eyes. She just shook her head, still looking out the window. _o_m

   "When I was a little girl, I promised her that I would take her to Taixuanjing for a walk. In the past ten years, I came to Taixuanjing three times, but I didn't bring her here.

   Maybe in a few months, she will follow this road and step into the most prosperous Taixuanjing in the world.

   But he had to carry a huge guilt and came here, and I don’t know what the situation was at that time. "

  Si Wanyu still misses his daughter in his heart. As a mother, even if he is in a high position, he always has to worry about the wandering child outside.

   What's more... Si Wanyu's fifteen-year-old daughter has already made a huge mistake, which has provoked the anger of the Holy Monarch.

  Sage King Tian Zhao has become the most dangerous catastrophe in the world, and it cannot be easily overcome.

Therefore,

  Si Wanyu misses her so much.

"Princess, lord... Couldn't he write a letter in his own hand, begging for a sage for the young lady? He fought for the Great Fu all his life, if it wasn't for the besieged killing in the Northern Qin Dynasty that inspired the heavenly officials to come to the world and watched from the four fields. , the lord is still in his prime, and he can still guard the country for many years!"

"Even if it doesn't matter in the future, just in the past, the achievements of the lord can be regarded as unprecedented. His halberd has gone through a round of great sun, and I don't know how many mountains that fall into the clouds have been swept away by the holy monarch. Even if the lady makes a mistake, the holy You shouldn't have..."

   Rou Shui's tone was somewhat resentful, and there was loneliness in his eyes.

  …

  The hero is late, even if the glory of the past has passed, but he is the most dazzling sun in the sky after all!

  The Sun in the Sky is gradually dying, no longer radiating that kind of brilliance, and is about to fall... Even his own daughter can no longer be saved. "Rou Shui, don't say any more."

Si Wanyu was expressionless and interrupted Rou Shui: "Many things in the world are so helpless, people sitting in Taixuan Jing can naturally give up everything for the sake of the general situation, such a thing is not normal anymore. ."

   Rou Shui fell silent, and after a full breath of time, she gritted her teeth and said, "The nobles in Taixuan Beijing are not afraid of the cold. I reassure the hearts of many brave soldiers in the three states?"

  Si Wanyu didn't answer, he just lowered the curtain and turned his head.

   Rou Shui's eyes flashed, and there were even faint tears in his eyes.

   She asked angrily, but she knew the reason in her heart.

   The three states of Chong'an border the Northern Qin Dynasty. Too many people know what kind of purgatory on earth the Northern Qin is.

   Chapter 148: Lu Jingcheng's Palace, May the donor not enter the endless hell

   King Chong'an would never allow the people of the three states to fall into the endless purgatory and become the nourishment for this **** chariot of Northern Qin.

   Even if the King of Chong'an falls, the prince inherits the king's title, and he has fought fiercely in the battlefield all his life, and he has seen many blood sacrifice battles, he will surely inherit the will of the prince, even if hundreds of thousands of solitary graves are erected, he will never surrender to Qin!

  Perhaps it was because the Chong'an Palace and many brave soldiers of Chong'an Douzhou had such a heart of the Chong'an princess that they returned without success. Error free [email protected]

   "I've left behind a few times, and... the lord once told me that the sage needs to give an explanation to the Wufang Dragon Palace, but it will definitely leave a ray of life for Xiaonan, and he will not be so heartless."

   Princess Chong'an whispered silently, as if she was talking to Rou Shui, and at the same time she seemed to be comforting herself.

   For Dafu.

  The Wufang Dragon Palace never responded to the call of the fallen dragon from the Falling Dragon City. It settled in the Dafu and declared itself a minister to the Dafu court. There are also many aquariums in the Wufang sea.

   If this matter is not handled properly, if the Dragon Palace of the Five Directions is in chaos, it must be a huge disaster for the current Dafu.

   Decades ago, Dafu had no foreign enemies. Even if he gave Wufang Longgong the courage, he would never dare to make any changes. Dafu, who could rule the four-year-old world, became more and more vulnerable because of the rise of Northern Qin.

  The same is true of Northern Qin, only because of the different systems, the restrictions are smaller than those of Dafu.

  Two gigantic kingdoms stand between heaven and earth, facing each other and fighting for a complete world

   Among them, there must be countless people who died silently in the abyss of the dark battle between the two countries as the price of confrontation.

   "I hope Xiao Nan is not like this."

   Princess Chong'an's eyes drooped slightly, thinking in her heart.

   Rou Shui couldn't help thinking of Lu Jing when she heard Si Wanyu mention Miss Bao's backing.

   "Unfortunately, Young Master Jing is too young, and his cultivation is still weak. In this vast Taixuan capital, he is not really powerful. If Young Master Jing can be given some time, he may really be able to save the young lady."

  Rou Shui said this, with more doubts in his eyes: "Speaking of which, Young Master Jing has always valued friendship. I thought he would come to see the princess for a ride, but I didn't expect to see him at the North City Gate today."

  …

There was some hesitation in Princess Chong'an's eyes, and she said with relief, "I have already told Lu Jing about this, so that he doesn't have to come to see him off. Among the people who came to see him off today, I only recognize a very small number, most of them are Because the prince's past power and past achievements came to send me, I am grateful in my heart, but I don't think it is necessary."

   Rou Shui didn't know when Princess Chong'an had seen Lu Jing, but she nodded seriously, but there was still some pity in her tone:

   "When I first saw Mr. Jing, I felt that he was different from ordinary people, he was upholding every word and deed, he was gentle and polite, but he was sincere and did not hide anything.

   On the first night, I felt that Jing Gongzi was quite good, but I didn't expect that he had already become famous in Taixuanjing in just a few months.

   Maybe soon, his fame will go far to the Western Regions, to the Northern Qin Dynasty, and to many countries around him.

   It’s a pity that I didn’t see him at parting…”

   Rou Shui said this, but she was surprised that there were many ambiguities in her words, and she bowed her head in embarrassment.

  Si Wanyu saw Rou Shui's appearance, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

   Rou Shui was in her early twenties and had never experienced a relationship between a man and a woman. Now that she sees a brilliant young man, it is common sense to have some admiration.

   And there is still a lot of distance between admiration and admiration.

   She thought of this, raised her hand, and found two more pieces of paper in her hand.

   Rou Shui looked at this piece of paper curiously.

   saw the princess carefully spread out the two pieces of paper.

   One of the pieces of paper is a portrait of the Jade Concubine.

   On another piece of paper, there are lines of text, which seem to be a single word.

   Rou Shui was a little curious, so she leaned over and read the words on the paper seriously.

  The same goes for the princess.

  Several lines of text to outline the image of Chu Duo

  The long pavilion, the ancient road, the evening wind, the sunset, a pot of turbid wine...

   There are no gorgeous words in this que, but they are all common scenes.

   Conservatively and restrained, he expressed his emotions at parting.

   "It is worthy of the line of words of the guide immortal" worthy of it.  Chapter 148: Lu Jingcheng's Palace, May the donor not enter the endless hell

   The words of the fairy. "

   Rou Shui murmured: "I'm afraid only someone like Jing Gongzi can have such a fairyland where poetry is prosperous.

  It was great that he could remember the Que. "

  Si Wanyu's eyes stayed on the farewell word for a long time, and then looked at the picture painted by Lu Jing.

   In the painting, a humble grass is still bathed in the scorching sun and grows vigorously.

The corner of Si Wanyu's mouth showed a smile, and he said to Rou Shui: "You think Lu Jingxiu is too weak, but I think... he doesn't need that long, maybe just a few years, he can grow into a superstar. Strong young monk."

   Rou Shui thought for a while, then nodded deeply, and exhaled again: "Let's say goodbye today, I don't know when I will be able to see Young Master Jing."

   "The men in the three states of Chong'an are masculine, **** and masculine, but there are very few people who are as talented as Jing Gongzi and have a right temperament.

  Si Wanyu's eyes flickered and he just wanted to say that he would have a chance to see Lu Jing in the future.

   But after thinking about it, the smile on her face gradually subsided, and she didn't say anything more.

   "The world is impermanent, maybe yesterday was the last time we met."

  …

  The qi and blood of the lord is getting worse and worse, and outside the three states of Chong'an, a catastrophe like thunder is brewing.

   "Since I made a promise with you to stay with you for sixteen years, it will be a great catastrophe, and I want to follow it, so that you will not die alone.

   Si Wanyu's eyes were deep and firm. ·

   "I just hope that at that time, a few supreme powers will come out of Taixuanjing and come to Chong'an Sanzhou to protect the dead for the sake of the country.

   "Yeah... Princess, look!"

   Just as Si Wanyu's thoughts flickered, Rou Shui on the side suddenly screamed. Just as Si Wanyu's thoughts flickered, Rou Shui on the side suddenly screamed.

   Her fingers pointed to the small window of the carriage, pointing to a mountain in the distance.

  Si Wanyu looked at the small window as if he had felt something.

   But on the mountain peak, a figure dressed in blue stood with a sword, staring at this valley from a distance.

   Si Wanyu and Rou Shui took a closer look...

   That figure is Lu Jing!

   At this moment, Lu Jing was as usual, wearing blue clothes and looking gentle, he didn't do anything, just looked down at the carriage driving in the valley.

   "Princess, Young Master Jing is here to see you off. I will say Young Master Jing is righteous. The Princess has helped him a lot, so he will come to see you off."

   There is an undisguised surprise in Rou Shui's tone.

  Si Wanyu's expression didn't change, but his brows stretched a lot.

  Congenial interests, knowledge of benevolence and justice, and no entanglement with worldly interests...you can be friends!

  Si Wanyu personally wrote that letter for Lu Jing, which already represented her approval of Lu Jing.

   And Lu Jing came to see him off at this time, which was also in response to Si Wanyu's friendship.

   "I saw it yesterday, so why come here to show it off?

   Si Wanyu shook his head slightly.

   Lu Jing on the mountain peak waved at the carriage and opened his mouth slowly.

  His voice was extremely low, but even at a considerable distance, Si Wanyu could clearly hear Lu Jing's words.

   "Safe journey."

   The four characters in the district, but Si Wanyu was a little stunned.

   She wished Lu Jing peace in the letter, Lu Jing said goodbye to her for dozens of miles, and also said goodbye to her.

   Outside the long pavilion, along the ancient road, the grass is green.

  The evening wind blows the willow flute, and the mountains outside the sunset…

   Outside the long pavilion, along the ancient road, the grass is green.

   Ask you when you will be here, don't linger when you come...

  …

  Si Wanyu remembered the **** words, and looked at the place where the sky was covered by clouds and mist, and there was some afterglow of the sunset shining through the thick clouds and mist, reflecting the sunset.

   So she also smiled and waved at Lu Jing.

  Lu Jing stood with his sword, standing under the sunset, standing in the wind and snow, he didn't say much, never went to say goodbye to the princess, just stood here and watched the carriage.

   The carriage went farther and farther, and gradually disappeared at the end of the valley, on the official road.

  Lu Jing remembered the sentence in Si Wanyu's letter, "Tomorrow, across the mountains, the world will be in a blur", and suddenly there was a lot of enlightenment in his heart.  Chapter 148: Lu Jingcheng's Palace, May the donor not enter the endless hell

Come.

  Whether it is cultivating Yuanshen or martial arts, it is also a matter of cultivating a smooth qi in the heart and cultivating a single thought.

   After parting, we also look forward to meeting in the future.

  …

   "The princess sent me a star shell from afar. I hope that when I see you in the future, I can send her a few more words from the sky."

  Lu Jing raised his eyes and looked at the sunset that was obscured by clouds and mist.

   His thoughts suddenly arose, and his primordial spirit instantly came out of his body and ascended into the sky

   The wind was howling in the air, and Lu Jingyuanshen visualized Mount Tai in Dongyue, attracting a lot of vitality into his body, so that he would not be blown away by the wind.

  He ascended the sky, crossed the clouds, and came to the top of the clouds!

   But above the clouds and mist, bright rays of light bloomed in the scorching sun, and the rays of the scorching sun were scorching hot and vast.

   Those rays of light shone on Lu Jing's Yuanshen. Even though Lu Jing's Yuanshen had been transformed into reality at this moment, and he had become extremely thick because of the practice of Dongyue Refinement Mystery Tome, he still felt the scorching heat.

   At the same time, after Lu Jingyuan, a phantom of the Great Sage Yantian, King of the Ming Dynasty, appeared.

   Those many lights fell into the mysterious heavenly fire in the palm of the palm of the Great Ming King Yantian.

   Skyfire is burning!

   The vast vitality is like waves, attracted by the faint light that Lu Jingyuanshen blooms, flying over, and rushing into Lu Jingyuanshen frantically.

  Lu Jingyuanshen, brilliant in an instant!

  The brilliant light surrounds Lu Jingyuan and builds a real palace.

   That real palace gathers vitality, but the light reflects Lu Jingyuanshen. Lu Jingyuanshen has grown very much in just a few moments.

   Indistinctly, that Primordial Spirit had never used supernatural powers, but just out of the body, he was three feet tall, looking down at heaven and earth.

   "The realm of the real palace."

  Lu Jing looked calm and whispered softly:

   "It was a pleasant surprise."

  …

   It seems that a long period of time has passed, but in fact, Lu Jingyuan's mind was out of his body, watching the sun on the clouds, breaking through the real palace, only a few dozen breaths.

  When Lu Jing returned to his body, he saw that the snow in the sky was thicker, and the snow was howling and falling, filled with a chilling air.

  Lu Jing turned his head, glanced at the way he came, and touched the black sandalwood sword at his waist again, his smile became much stronger.

   Mysterious sandalwood sword comes out of the body!

   turned into a stream of sun and moon, swirling into the void, and then landed on the cliff in front of Lu Jing.

  Lu Jing walked towards the cliff, then took a step and stepped on the black sandalwood sword.

   Under the urging of his Dongyue Refinement Method, bursts of vitality poured out of the real palace and wrapped around his body.

  Lu Jing's body seems to be integrated with the black sandalwood sword.

   Gather the vitality of the real palace all the time, protect yourself, and integrate with the treasure, the black sandalwood sword can take off wantonly, and the speed is too much faster!

   I saw that Lu Jing was stepping on the black sandalwood sword, and the three-zhang Yuanshen together with the real palace flowed out a strong vitality that turned into the sword light of the sun and the moon, and controlled the black sandalwood sword.

  Besides his body, there is a steady stream of vitality that is controlled by his divine sense and gathered.

   Lu Jing stepped on the sword like this, shuttled through the wind and snow, and headed towards Taixuanjing. Compared with the princess' carriage suspended in the air, the speed was not much less.

   All the way through the valley, through several mountains of Jiaoshenshan, just to those silver peaks.

   The black sandalwood sword suddenly slowed down at Lu Jing's feet and landed on a mountain.

   Snow has fallen on the mountain, and a piece of silver is covered, and everything is white.

  Lu Jing stood in the mountain and gently probed his hand, and the black sandalwood sword turned into a stream of light and fell into his hands in just a moment.

  …

   His expression remained unchanged, and he looked at the dozens of silver peaks.

In   Silver Peak, there was nothing unusual except for the whistling wind and snow.

  The traces of people in Wanjing are gone, and the birds are flying!

   "When the demonic energy emerges, you can't hide it from me. _o_m

  In that case, why not do it? "

  Lu Jing held a black sandalwood sword and walked on the pure white snow, leaving only one line of feet.

  Many winds and thunders linger in this world.

   Xiaofeng Leishu was driven by Lu Jing's Sanzhang Yuanshen, and it appeared to be more and more vast.

   At this time, from behind a silver peak, a man dressed in a monk's robe.  Chapter 148: Lu Jingcheng's Palace, May the donor not enter the endless hell

   Ancestor bare an arm, a ring mark on his head, a monk walking barefoot in the void, and walked out slowly.

  In the sky, a Buddhist flag with many Buddhist seals was spread out!

  Under the Buddhist flag, the sound of wooden fish was filled with the sound of wooden fish, which seemed to lock the surrounding heaven and earth.

   This is a tranquil Buddhist magical power.

   "Lord Lu Jing, Bhikshu Dazhi, come...to kill you."

  The lean monk saluted Lu Jing.

   "The great monk..." Lu Jing frowned slightly: "Since you are a monk, should you keep the precepts and commit the precepts of killing innocent beings?"

  The national flag was swaying, and a divine fire was burning on the monk's body.

   The divine fire illuminates the light, and it turns into a halo behind the bhikkhu, just like the light of the Buddha.

   "Since you have come to this world of evil thoughts, you are already guilty of guilt, so how can you say that you are innocent?"

   The monk's bare right hand fell on the bead around his neck, and he took it off and held it in his hand.

  Boom!

   In just a moment, a divine fire shot into the sky, filling the air.

   This is as big as a monk, but a few words, the Buddha's light and fire, the Buddha's bead and the Buddha's flag, all blooming brightly and swaying brightly!

   "May the donor not enter the endless hell."

  Lu Jing held his sword and said softly…

"Come."

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   Chapter 148: Lu Jingcheng's Palace, May the donor not enter the endless hell

   If you can't be a son-in-law, you have to be sanctified