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

Lu Jing was walking on the street, the news that Mallow just brought was still lingering in his mind.

"There are quite a few maidservants in the mansion, and some distinguished guests come, but Qingyue is required to serve them."

He moved forward step by step, but his expression gradually became resolute.

"This is the temptation of Lu Jiang and Mrs. Zhou, and there are probably many hidden dangers in it. If I let Qingyue go, this time I will only serve a female guest, what will happen next?"

He took a deep breath and made a decision in his mind.

"We must stop their idea of ​​using Qingyue to manipulate me, otherwise there will be many trivial matters in the follow-up. If Qingyue is ill, how can I understand my thoughts?"

Lu Jing thought for a while before turning his thoughts away, thinking about the wonderful scene when Nan Fengmian returned.

In particular, the scene of Nan Fengmian dragging the body of a giant whale twenty or thirty feet away with his tiny body still came to his mind.

"This Nan Fengmian should be a Primordial Spirit cultivator, and the white-haired Ape Heart Vajra of the Great Leiyin Temple is a martial artist.

The power they possess is extremely tyrannical, which makes people feel emotional. "

Lu Jing was thinking while walking on the road leading to the library.

The path he took was the path Mr. Guanqi pointed out to him before.

There are few people on the road, and if you walk into the study building through a small door, you will already be on the second floor. After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, you are already standing in front of the self-cultivation tower.

Lu Jing walked into the self-cultivation tower and went straight to the fourth floor.

In the fourth floor of the self-cultivation tower.

There are rows of bookshelves, and these seemingly old bookshelves carry many books that are also old.

These many books exude a tangy aroma of pages, permeating the tower, making people feel refreshed.

Lu Jing was sitting in front of a desk in the center of the bookshelves in the tower on the fourth floor, carefully copying a classic.

This classic book is called "World Journey", which records many sad things in the world, such as the story of Lu Jing in front of me.

This seems to be an extremely ordinary story, but within a few words, there are many hidden things.

A Taoist master wrote all the annotations on this classic. When Lu Jing copied it, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

"It is recorded in the book that a son forgot his mother after marrying a wife. The wife repeatedly wanted to make the son abandon his mother, but the son did not dare. The old mother saw that her son was in trouble, so she wanted to go out to relax , walked into the deep valley alone, waiting to die alone, and later turned into a ghost and returned home to protect his son."

"This story is not the case in the eyes of the Daoist master. According to his commentary, the mother probably hated her son and daughter-in-law treating her like this, so she died alone in the evil valley full of ghosts. I intend to turn into an evil spirit, and then return home for revenge..."

Lu Jing carefully transcribed this story in a blank book, and even surpassed the annotations of many Taoist masters named "Li Shenxu".

He resisted this coldness, and carefully copied this "World Path".

A few full hours passed, and in the middle, he ate some snacks that Qingyue brought him in the morning, and slowed down the time for a cup of tea, before he expelled the coldness from his heart.

"On the second floor of this book building, every classic book has many annotations. These annotations may be good or evil. If a scholar with an ordinary mind reads them, I'm afraid they will go astray. No wonder this second floor is not all All disciples of the library can come in."

Lu Jing let out a long breath.

It was afternoon, and Lu Jing only felt that his spirit was very exhausted, and it was because of transcribing classics.

But when Lu Jing recovered a little bit, he deeply felt that the strength of his primordial spirit had increased greatly...

"Well, copying the classics is also reading. The principles in this book are extremely precious. They can nourish my soul. In addition, I have the life of a scholar, so I can strengthen my soul through reading. That's why I have this kind of improvement."

Knowing this, Lu Jing didn't have many smiles on his face.

The life of a scholar is very suitable for Lu Jing now.

Copying classics and reading a lot of knowledge during the day can increase the primordial spirit without knowing it, allowing Lu Jingru to visualize at the same time, and when he visualizes the Great Ming King Yantian, the primordial spirit will also become stronger faster.

"However, this kind of practice still consumes a lot of energy and makes me exhausted. Presumably because of this, Mr. Guanqi will let me do what I can."

Thinking of this, Lu Jing put away his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, sat upright where he was, and took a rest.

In the self-cultivation tower, Lu Jing was not the only one.

There are also several Shulou disciples.

Unlike Lu Jing, the reason why these library disciples went to the cultivation tower was to read the many classics on cultivation.

Lu Jing's eyes fell on them, and he only felt that these young people and even old people in military robes had a calm breath, calm expressions, and a lot of confidence on their faces.

"These scholars are all very extraordinary. Most of them are Confucian scholars in their 30s and 40s. There are also old people, and the least are young people."

Lu Jing looked around and finally found a young man in the crowd.

The boy was wearing a high crown, long hair draped over his shoulders, dressed in white, and was reading a book carefully.

Perhaps sensing Lu Jing's gaze, the boy suddenly raised his head and looked at Lu Jing.

For a moment, Lu Jing's Yuanshen was shocked, and he felt a mountain standing in front of him, which gave him a strong sense of oppression!

"The primordial spirit of this young man is so powerful."

Lu Jing lowered his head calmly, and the young man seemed to finally see Lu Jing, but he rarely showed a smile on his face.

He stood up and came towards Lu Jing.

"This senior..." The boy in white came up to Lu Jing and saluted Lu Jing, "It's rare to see young people in this self-cultivation tower, senior...Which gentleman are you sitting and listening to?"

The young man in white had a smile on his face, and there was a bit of slow dignity on his fair face.

Lu Jing thought for a while, and replied, "Mr. Wu didn't teach me, I came from the cultivation tower, just to copy the classics."

"Copy classics?" The white-clothed young man's eyes lit up, and he said softly: "I heard the gentleman on duty in the cultivation tower say a few days ago that he wanted to find a student with good handwriting to copy old classics in the tower, and he must be a senior." is you."

"In this way, the senior's handwriting is probably excellent?"

With curiosity in his eyes, the young man in white introduced himself: "My name is Chen Xuanwu. Because I made a mistake, I was driven to this cultivation tower by my elders to study scriptures and cultivate myself. It has been more than two months now."

When he said this, his voice might have been a little louder, but not far away, the sharp eyes of two Confucian scholars in Tsing Yi fell on him.

Chen Xuanwu shrank his head, lowered his voice and said: "The scholars in this building are all rigid, today the senior is here, you and I are about the same age, so we can probably relieve boredom together."

There was a slight smile on the corner of Lu Jing's mouth. The boy in white, Chen Xuanwu, always showed curiosity on his face, and his tone of voice was very simple, like a child who hadn't experienced much in the world.

Lu Jing nodded slightly at him: "My name is Lu Jing."

"Lu Jing?" Chen Xuanwu turned his head and thought for a while, then asked: "In Taixuanjing, there are not many famous Lu surnames. Brother Jing, do you come from the Lu family in Jiuhu, or are you a folk genius?"

Lu Jing smiled casually, not hiding anything: "My surname, Lu, is Lu from the Lu family in Jiuhu."

Chen Xuanwu heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "It's good if you are a child of an aristocratic family, but if you are from the common people, you are naturally a first-class genius if you can enter this second-floor building.

They are extremely proud in their hearts, some will deliberately flatter, and some are unwilling to have any intersection with us children who have been shadowed by the elders, they are just obsessed with learning.

It's not easy getting along anyway. "

When he said this, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Speaking of which, I heard that there is a concubine in the Jiuhu Lu family who is said to... marry Nan Heyu, the master of swordsmanship in the Nanguo government?"

Lu Jing was still very calm, he nodded with a smile, and whispered to Chen Xuanwu: "It's true, but now that Nan Fengmian from Nanguo's mansion has returned, I don't know if Nanfu thinks highly of the Jiuhu Lu family."

Chen Xuanwu took a careful look at Lu Jing, and praised: "Brother Jing is calm, that Xiaoguogong has made great contributions, and returned to Taixuanjing, the status of Nanguogongfu has risen. The old Nanguogong wants to find someone to marry. I'm afraid that the legitimate sons of the declining families are also willing."

"Besides, I heard that the concubine of the Lu Mansion is not favored by the clan, and there is nothing outstanding about it. Thinking about it, Nan Heyu is not willing to come. After all, Nan Heyu is only nineteen years old, and he has already possessed the spirit of swordsmanship." Superb, even me... my parents and seniors would praise it time and time again."

"However, you don't have to worry about the Lu family. The old man made a promise, since he has made a marriage contract, he will not go back on his word."

Perhaps Chen Xuanwu hadn't spoken for a long time, but today when he met Lu Jing, his peer, he opened the chatterbox and never closed it.

For some reason, Lu Jing looked at the young man's eyes with pure and clear eyes, without any malice. He was just talking about the impression in his heart, so even if he talked so much, he couldn't get bored.

So... His heart moved, and he took advantage of the situation and asked: "Brother Xuanwu, is this Nan Heyu really so brilliant?"

"It's more than brilliant."

Chen Xuanwu looked a little sluggish: "My parents always compare me with her.

Nan Heyu practiced at the age of 12. At the age of thirteen, she traveled with the Yuanshen Sunshine. At the age of fourteen, she went to Yuxing Island to learn the swordsmanship of the Yuanshen with Luo Mingyue, the master of swordsmanship.

At the age of fifteen, he can control the number of swords as many as ninety. The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, the stars are shining, and the flowing water is swirling. In Taixuanjing, there are only a few extremely noble people who can be compared.

Now Nanhe Yu is only nineteen years old, but he has already defeated three masters of swordsmanship, and his reputation is resounding all over the world...

Not to mention the concubine of the Jiuhu Lu family... Even many famous young and strong men, they must not compete with her. "

When Chen Xuanwu said this, he paused, and then said: "The young master of your Lu family is very lucky. There are quite a few noble young men who pursue Nanheyu. Even the Marquis of Zhongshan once rode down to Fengsuhai to pick up I came to Mu Shengzhi to give it to her, but the miss of the Nan family never accepted such a gift, I didn't expect that Nan Heyu would marry the young master of the Lu family in the end."

Speaking of this, the boy in white raised his eyes to look at Lu Jing again.

"Speaking of which, the bastard should be about the same age as the senior, the senior's cousin or..."

"It's me." Lu Jing said softly without changing his face.

"Huh?" Chen Xuanwu was puzzled.

Lu Jing remained calm, and said calmly: "Brother Xuanwu said that the concubine son of the Lu family who is about to enter the Zhuan Nan mansion and marry Tianjiao Nan Heyu is me."

Why do you still think I have one chapter every day?

Here again, there are two chapters a day, one chapter in the evening and one chapter in the evening.

And I have a lot of words in each chapter. Most of the new books are 2,000 words, but I have more than 3,000 words.

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