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

"Nan Fengmian is the old Duke's sixth son. He was very much loved by the old Duke when he was young. All the dignitaries and dignitaries in Taixuanjing called him the Little Duke."

"This Nan Fengmian is also up to the challenge, he had cultivated qi and blood in Zhenwu Mountain when he was young, and he has achieved quite a lot.

But later, he disappeared inexplicably, and the old man made a fuss in Taixuanjing trying to find him, but he found nothing in the end.

Twelve years later, news came from Dingtian City, a border city of Dafu, that Nan Fengmian suddenly appeared with a corpse on his back. "

"That corpse is the North Qin Shanyin Metropolitan Huyue Prison who violated our borders many times, massacred hundreds of thousands of my Dafu innocent people, and repeatedly murdered our Dafu soldiers!"

When the scarred old soldier spoke, his tone was trembling, his face was flushed, and his excitement was beyond words.

He laughed loudly: "This old man Yuelao has been in Shanyin County for thirty years. In the past thirty years, I don't know how many Dafu people have been killed. He even said: 'He is sitting on the border between two countries, Cooking deer and drinking wine, enjoying singing and dancing, no one dared to kill him, laughing loudly, no one is a man!'”

"Unexpectedly, the little prince Nan Fengmian would lurk in Shanyin County for twelve years, assassinate him, and even carry his body for two thousand miles to return to Dafu.

If such a meritorious official returns, the whole country will surely celebrate, and the court will also welcome him with national ceremony. "

"That's why I said...the Nanguo government, which seems to be in decline, has no successors and is about to soar into the sky."

The assassination of Nan Fengmian, the guardian of the capital of Shanyin, seemed to make the old man extremely happy, and there was a strong pleasure in his brows when he spoke.

Lu Jing also smiled slightly.

For him today, it doesn't really matter how the Nanguo government's status is in Taixuanjing.

He was humble and weak in Lu's mansion, and he was just a son-in-law when he went to Nanguo's mansion.

There is no family relationship in Lu's mansion, and it is even more strange when he goes to the Nanguo mansion.

Because of this, it makes almost no difference whether he is the son-in-law or not.

"In any case, this Nan Fengmian is a strange person. He has been hiding in Beiqin for twelve years. He once took the life of his enemy and even returned to the country with his body on his back... It is truly admirable."

Lu Jing thought to himself.

The old man with the scar on the side couldn't hide the joy on his face, and said proactively: "My name is Zhao Wanliang, and I'm talking to you today on impulse.

Since the conversation ended tonight, and since you called me elder, I might as well remind you one more thing... Your age is already very late, if you don’t want to be obliterated by everyone, you need to take more bone casting Pills, in this way, may be able to make up for some gaps. "

After Zhao Wanliang finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and turned to leave.

"Zhao Wanliang? This name is quite down-to-earth."

Lu Jing was about to thank him, Zhao Wanliang confirmed that his back was facing Lu Jing, and waved his hand.

"Elixir?"

Lu Jing raised his brows slightly, and his thoughts moved slightly.

It is almost impossible for him to get the bone-casting elixir from the Lu family.

Now he is trapped in the Lu Mansion again, and he is not allowed to leave the mansion without Mrs. Zhong's order.

If you don't leave the house, you can't earn money, let alone buy medicinal materials and ask doctors to refine elixirs.

"You need to find a way to get out of the house."

Lu Jing's thoughts changed sharply. Qing Yue, who was standing far away, suddenly approached.

With her hands behind her back, her floral dress swayed in the wind, with a gentle smile on her face, and her eyebrows and eyes completed a full moon.

"Master, does the bone-casting pill cost a lot of money?"

Lu Jing was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled: "Qingyue, what are you asking?"

"I saw the master's exercise book."

Qingyue's eyes were gentle, and she said as if asking for credit: "I saw that you need a lot of medicinal materials to practice martial arts. It should cost a lot of money to buy these medicinal materials?"

Lu Jing was confused, but he also explained: "Qing Yue, you don't have to worry, it seems...my martial arts talent is not that bad, and it doesn't matter if I don't have pills."

What Lu Jing said was indeed what he thought.

Originally, after Lu Jing predicted the good and bad of martial arts and soul through his fate of seeking good and avoiding evil, he really thought that his martial arts talent was not worth mentioning, and he could not achieve much in martial arts.

It's just, through the few words of the old man Zhao Wanliang today.

I am synthesizing all the things I have practiced in the past few days.

Lu Jing discovered...his martial arts talent doesn't seem to be that bad, it's even pretty good!

"Even if I don't have the blessings of being a prodigy and working hard, my roots and martial arts talent are probably not weak!"

"Otherwise, even with the blessing of fate, you will not be able to master the twenty-four crocodile demon bone-casting skills within three days."

"After all, Zhao Wanliang said just now that if I were of average quality, it would probably take more than half a year to practice to this level."

Lu Jing thought about it, and suddenly understood...

"Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck is a blazing gold-level fate. To predict good or bad luck is to compare several options under certain conditions.

My primordial spirit talent is better, so between cultivating gods and practicing martial arts, cultivating gods is an auspicious sign, while practicing martial arts is a bad sign. "

"Furthermore, under such a mysterious fate as seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, the great achievements in the so-called 'with ordinary talent, it is difficult to achieve great achievements in martial arts', I am afraid that the level is too high for me to imagine."

"The great achievement considered by the style of seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck may be to cultivate to the third level of martial arts."

"Through all these things, seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck doesn't look down on my martial arts talent, but in fact, my martial arts talent should surpass most people."

Thoughts flooded Lu Jing's mind.

At this time, Qingyue who was on the side thought: "The young master said last time that his talent was mediocre, but he doesn't admit it today, probably because he doesn't want me to be hurt by it."

Thinking of this, Qingyue said, "Master, I have silver taels, which can probably buy a lot of medicinal materials."

Lu Jing frowned slightly.

Qingyue carefully took out a lot of silver taels from her pocket.

"Master, look."

Qingyue held a few pieces of silver in her hand.

Her brows were wavy, the moonlight shone on her cheeks, and her fair cheeks were slightly flushed.

Lu Jing was even more puzzled, because there were probably as many as three or four taels of silver in Qing Yue's hands.

Where did Qingyue get so much silver?

"Young master, there are still silver taels in Qingyue's room. There are twenty-two taels in total. Is it enough to buy some medicinal materials?"

Qingyue's eyes were watery, and there was a look of expectation in them.

Just as Lu Jing wanted to ask, a thought flashed in his mind, and he immediately thought of something.

"Qingyue, did you sell that box of peach blossom cakes?"

"Master is really smart." Qing Yue said: "I went shopping the morning before yesterday, so I took that box of peach blossom cakes out.

I took it to several pastry shops, and several bosses rushed to ask for it, so I went to a few more and picked the one with the highest bid to sell it.

Even the box was sold for a total of twenty-two taels. "

"It's just a pity. The box of peach blossom cakes originally had eight pieces of dim sum. The young master let me eat one piece that day. Otherwise, the box would have sold for thirty taels."

"I knew that the young master let me eat that day, so I hid it."

Seven peach blossom cakes, together with the valuable sandalwood box, only sold for twenty-two taels...

"Qingyue is a silly girl."

Lu Jing whispered in his heart, but the eyes he looked at Qingyue became softer.

He clearly remembered that when Qingyue ate that piece of peach blossom cake, even her brows and eyes were filled with happiness and satisfaction.

But she sold all the other seven yuan, just because Qingyue saw the prescription in the book of martial arts and heard Lu Jing's words about her poor talent that day.

"Qingyue, you take the money first. I don't need the pill yet, young master. I'll ask you for it when I need it."

Lu Jing looked Qingyue up and down, and said again: "Your long skirt is also old, you can go shopping tomorrow, and you can look at other materials."

Qingyue shook her head stubbornly, and carefully put the few taels of silver into her bosom.

"This is money for the young master to practice martial arts."

...

Another three days.

Lu Jing was in his room visualizing the Great Sage Yantian, King of Ming Dynasty.

In the past few days, he has also understood the difference between Daming Wang Yantian's Great Sage Conception and the God's Induction Chapter and the Crocodile Demon Bone Casting Art.

Visualizing the Great Ming King, Lu Jing's body and soul can all be improved and become stronger and stronger.

However, Lu Jing would not be able to control the body and soul at this level without exercises.

In other words.

The idea of ​​the Great Ming Wangguan is just a simple law.

In the chapter on the induction of the gods, the crocodile demon bone casting skill is teaching Lu Jing how to control his own growing power.

After visualizing the Great Ming King as usual, and participating in the chapter on Induction to the Gods.

Lu Jing came to the courtyard again, and in an instant, his spirit changed drastically.

Many methods of the crocodile demon's bone casting skill poured out from Lu Jing's body like flowing water.

His figure shuttled left and right, his arms and legs were swaying wantonly, and the bursting wind whistled.

At the same time, one can vaguely hear the sound of crackling and crackling in the bones of Lu Jing's body.

Qingyue was busy in the side room. When she heard the voice, she poked her head out and saw Lu Jing practicing martial arts, her eyes could not help showing appreciation.

"The young master practiced martial arts, and his temperament became more vigorous and mature. Standing in the courtyard on weekdays, he is also tall and graceful, with a graceful bearing, just like a pampered young master."

In three days, Lu Jing's own confidence in martial arts became stronger and stronger.

"My talent is already good, coupled with the help of the two fates of being a genius in cultivation, hard work and hard work, and the Da Ming Wang Guan thinks to refine my physical body every day.

How can I be unhappy when my martial arts enters the country? "

Lu Jing had a smile on his face: "The thirty-sixth form of the alligator's bone-casting skill, the crocodile bone can suppress the mountain!"

"Clang!"

A sound of gold and iron burst out from Lu Jing's body, making a crisp sound.

Lu Jing let out a long breath of foul air.

"Bones ringing like gold and iron... This is the second stage of bone casting, and the next stage is the bones roaring like a bell."

"In the bone-casting stage, the stronger the bone is cast, the more vigorous and vigorous the blood that rushes out will be, and the practice in the future will be twice the result with half the effort."

"When I have cultivated to the point where my bones are like a bell, I will find some bone-casting pills, and I will be able to lay a solid foundation."

Lu Jing was thinking about it.

Outside the slightly opened door, a young man came from afar.

Lu Jing's eyesight is not what it used to be.

Even though there was still some distance, he could already see the appearance of the person with a single glance.

This young man was about twenty-seven or eight years old, with an ordinary appearance and an expressionless face, coming towards Lu Jing's yard.

"This person often accompanies Lu Jiang to race horses at the racecourse."

"He is a servant of Lu Jiang Court."

Lu Jing thought in his heart.

The young man came towards the courtyard step by step, and when he saw Lu Jing, he didn't salute, but said: "Master Jing, Mr. Lu Qiong has an invitation, and invites Master Jing to Qingliu Pavilion."

Lu Qiong please?

Lu Qiong is his direct brother, and he has little contact with him on weekdays, so how could he invite him to Qingliu Pavilion?

more importantly.

Lu Qiong asked, why was it passed on by Lu Jiang's servants?

Lu Jing's eyelids moved slightly.

A golden light suddenly appeared in Lu Jing's mind, and one after another information was reflected from it.

ps: The author's backstage was bombarded by adverts, so I had to open some fan comments to avoid it. These advertising robots are too scary, and they caught me and slapped me.