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

I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold in the heights!

Lu Jing Yuanshen floated away, and the blue sky and silver moonlight seemed to have turned into a series of stairs, allowing Lu Jing to ride the wind.

Floating!

As the name suggests, it is the Yuanshen floating in the sky, which can walk in the sky in the night sky.

In the past few days, Lu Jing participated in the study of the chapter on the induction of gods every day, and visualized the Dharma of the Great Ming King Yantian, and finally on this day, the primordial spirit was able to float into the air and stepped into the third realm of refining the gods!

One way of refining the gods... Induction, out of body, floating in the air, sunshine, true transformation, divine fire...

Every leap in realm is a qualitative change.

"Sensing the many images of the primordial spirit, and then leaping to the nine heavens, once the primordial spirit comes out of the body and leaves the body."

"But now, I have gone one step further. I can float in the night sky and move in the wind. As long as there is no violent storm, no thunder, no sunlight, my soul can go far away."

While thinking, Lu Jing walked towards the full moon.

At this moment, he was walking in the void like a banished immortal!

He rose higher and higher until he was twenty or thirty feet above the ground.

At this moment, the entire Lu Mansion is under his feet.

Lu Jing looked down, and felt that this Lu Mansion was extravagant and unreasonable, with majestic pavilions, high-rise buildings, surrounded by forest palaces, winding roads, green pines brushing the eaves, jade railings, golden animal faces, colorful Huan Chi head...

The end is a wealthy family atmosphere.

But Lu Jing knew that under the prosperity of the Lu Mansion, there was corruption hidden.

"Jiuhu Lu's family has been noble for two hundred years. Under the shadow of their ancestors, they are also first-class luxury in this ten-mile Changning Street. But now, they are getting more and more decayed. The bones, soul, and spirit of the world of martial arts are all lost crumbling."

Lu Jing's eyes were calm and his thoughts were surging, but there was no pity in his heart.

Because... there are many jackals in the aristocratic family! What a villain!

Blood kinship is not worth mentioning. An ordinary bastard dies as soon as he dies. It is nothing more than an extra corpse and an extra funeral ceremony.

"A gentleman should not live in a pool of decay and filth for a long time, but should leave as soon as possible."

Thinking of this, Lu Jing turned to look outside the Lu residence!

In an instant, Lu Jing's eyes suddenly changed. He was at a high altitude, and the streets and alleys outside Lu's residence also fell into his eyes.

It's late at night!

But in Taixuan Jingzhong, it is still bustling like a piece of brocade. At a glance, there are many wide streets and alleys, crowded with people, rubbing shoulders.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, and the brilliance of the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival spreads on the red bricks and green tiles or such bright cornices and pavilions, reflecting a different scene.

There are people coming and going on the street, pedestrians are constantly there, some are watching lanterns during the Mid-Autumn Festival, there are also many street vendors, and some are stopping to enjoy the scenery of Zhutai River...

If you look carefully, you can see that these wonderful buildings are row upon row, centered on the extravagant, spectacular and even magical Taixuan Palace in the distance, arranged in sequence.

And that Taixuan Palace is the most honorable place in Taixuanjing!

Dafu Dingding for four Jiazi, all nations came to court, hundreds of clans paid tribute, and gathered wonderful things from all over the world.

And these wonderful things are all gathered in the Taixuan Palace!

"Yujing once recalled the prosperity of the past. The home of thousands of li emperors. Qionglin Yudian, Chaoxuan stringed pipes, evening shengpa."

Lu Jing thought of this poem for no reason, and felt that the prosperity of Xuanjing was still beyond words.

"It turns out that outside the Lu Mansion, there are such brilliant lights and splendid flowers."

Lu Jing Yuanshen just stood high in the sky, staring at the world outside the Lu Mansion without moving.

"This vast world is so wonderful, but for the past eight years, I have been trapped in this small Lu Mansion like a bird in a cage, unable to take a look at the eight streets and nine streets, red and soft ten feet."

When he thought of this, there was a bit of coldness in his originally calm eyes.

"A gentleman must not be discouraged, but he must not be anxious. It is not far from me getting out of this cage."

Lu Jing encouraged himself in his heart, thought for a while, and then floated towards the Lu residence.

The Lu family is huge, and every inch of land is the meritorious service of the ancestors. In addition, Mrs. Ning has a royal order, so many nobles in Taixuanjing will sell her face.

Because of this, even after Shen Xiaobo Lu Shenyuan was relegated, the officials in the court never impeached the Lu family with the family house.

Lu Jing wandered around the Lu residence and saw many sights.

In many courtyards, the lights are still brightly lit, and there are maids and servants singing and dancing, creating a grand and luxurious scene.

Occasionally, guards on duty at night walked by, and Lu Jing could also feel a surge of energy and blood rushing toward his face.

It made Lu Jing's mind unsteady, so he could only dodge far away.

"In the floating realm, the primordial spirit is still not stable. If you encounter a violent storm, thunder and scorching sun, you will lose your mind and soul if you are not careful.

The qi, blood, and vitality of a warrior are like rounds of scorching sun, melting furnace, and divine fire. Let alone warriors in the realm of ordinary qi and blood, if it is a higher level of melting furnace, snow mountain, and Dayang martial arts monks, they will nourish their qi and develop their momentum. , hot and extraordinary, with my current primordial spirit cultivation base, I must not get too close. "

In this way, Lu Jing wandered around in Lu's mansion, sensing the changes in his soul.

But he didn't use the ability of Yuanshen to float in the air to do some sneaky things.

"When a gentleman is unbearable, he is forced to do so, but he must not use his strength to do sneaky things on weekdays. Otherwise, how can he understand the inner meaning of Zhouyi?"

Lu Jing had something in his heart, so naturally he would not cross the line.

But at this time.

Many people suddenly came from a distance.

Lu Jing looked carefully and immediately saw the identity of the person coming.

"Lu Jiang, the maid Xueliu, and Lu Jiang's biological mother, Mrs. Zhou?"

Lu Jing frowned and was about to leave.

But suddenly I heard Mrs. Zhou walking beside Lu Jiang, and said worriedly: "Jiang'er, take it easy, you will not be punished severely today, but Mrs. Zhong is using you to show her prestige, and it's no big deal. Why are you so angry? How can you live well if you are angry?"

Mrs. Zhou was young and beautiful. She was only fifteen years old when Lu Chongshan took her as a concubine, and she was only sixteen when Lu Jiang was born.

In the blink of an eye, seventeen years have passed.

Mrs. Zhou is still very beautiful, and she has been raised in a wealthy family all the year round. Although she is only a concubine, she has also cultivated a bit of dignity.

But now, she is like an ordinary mother, trying to comfort her only child.

Lu Jiang's face was gloomy, and there was a cold aura exuding from his body, looking extremely annoyed.

"Ma'am, the young master is not mad at Madam, but at that... hateful son-in-law."

Xueliu followed behind Lu Jiang and Mrs. Zhu, talking in a low voice.

The other servant girls could only follow from a distance, fearing that Lu Jiang's temper would affect them.

Mrs. Zhu frowned, and as she walked towards her courtyard, she said, "Jiang'er, why should you be angry with that son-in-law? Although he was not punished today, he was hated by the old lady and Mrs. Zhong." , I am afraid that the government will struggle in the future."

"Even if he leaves the mansion, he will only become a son-in-law after all, and will be ridiculed and looked down upon by others.

And you... You and I don't say how noble our status is, but we have our own luxurious enjoyment. After a while, when you enter the martial arts again, I will ask Mrs. Zhu to give you a place in the army. Find an errand.

We are also surnamed Lu, with the support of other nobles, how can our future future be compared with that humble son-in-law? "

"With all these things, why do you have to care about a troublemaker? If you fight hard with him, it will be bad for you."

Mrs. Zhou persuaded Lu Jiang word by word, and there was a bit of pride in her words.

But Lu Jiang's complexion was still extremely gloomy.

He took a deep breath, and finally said: "Mother, it's not that I'm a petite person, the enmity between me and Lu Jing is big or small, it's nothing more than the death of a beloved horse and the loss of a powerful one." My slave, if he is an ordinary bastard, then forget about this matter, and I won't be so angry."

"It's bad... the bad thing is that he's just a hated bastard!

Since he came to Lu Mansion, he has not been treated by Mrs. Ning and Mrs. Zhong, and his status is terrible!

He is so humble, but he has repeatedly defeated me, killed my beloved horse, and hurt my servant!

But I can't punish him, I can't make him understand that there are high and low Lu surnames, there are high and low! This... made me unable to get through my thoughts all the time, as if there was a fire in my heart, burning weakly but not extinguished, which made me always annoyed! "

"Whether you are practicing martial arts or cultivating gods, you must have a clear idea, but this Lu Jing prevents me from entering the realm of martial arts, and my heart is burning with anger all day long. How can I let go of all these things?"

Lu Jiang poured out the anger in his heart.

Mrs. Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and only then did she understand the reason for Lu Jiang's anger.

She fell silent, and her pace slowed down a lot. After about ten steps, Mrs. Zhou raised her head suddenly and said softly: "Jiang'er, don't worry. I have been in this mansion for many years. I have a few taels of silver in my hand. There are also some cities that are not on the table.

My son was humiliated and couldn't get angry, so I asked my mother to help you. "

Lu Jiang stopped suddenly, with joy in his eyes, and asked, "Mother? Is this serious?"

Mrs. Zhou sneered and said: "The trouble of Huafang's daughter, Mrs. Ning and Mrs. Zhong didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and he was rejected by Nanfu, so he was beaten to death and maimed..."

When Mrs. Zhou said this, her old manners and etiquette returned again. She didn't say anything, but the viciousness in her eyes was fleeting.

But they never expected that Lu Jing would follow them at this moment, quietly listening to the words of the mother and son.

"A gentleman repays kindness with kindness, and repays grievances with straightness."

Lu Jing's eyes were calm, but he already had a plan in his mind.

I saw his primordial spirit floating in the air, flying over Mrs. Zhou's head... with a light blow!