If You Can't Be A Son-In-Law, You Have To Become A Saint

Chapter 78 Pointing to the stars, you come by starlight ((23 added today!))

It was another morning.

Lu Jing, who went to the library to extract classics, kindly brought Chen Xuanwu a bowl of noodles.

Chen Xuanwu ate his noodles, still frowning.

Naturally, Lu Jing wouldn't think that this noodle was not tasty, after all, Chen Xuanwu had been like this for many days, and he didn't know what happened to him.

Lu Jing didn't intend to ask.

But when he unconsciously raised his head and looked at Chen Xuanwu.

Chen Xuanwu sighed.

"Brother Lu, I will leave Taixuanjing soon, and the elders in my family... want to return to the ancestral land with me, but this time I don't know when I will be back."

Lu Jing was a little puzzled and said, "Is it because of this that you have been absent-minded these days?"

Chen Xuanwu is very young, he can't hide when things happen, and his eyes are full of loneliness: "Many people in the world envy me, and the elders in my family trust me very much and have high hopes for me.

But I don't want to go back to my ancestral land, I just feel that Taixuanjing is prosperous, and I deeply feel that if I stay here and become an ordinary rich man, it should be excellent. "

As early as the first time Lu Jing saw Chen Xuanwu, when he casually looked at him, he had already noticed the extraordinaryness of this white-clothed boy.

Chen Xuanwu is pure in heart, clear in mind, and sincere in his dealings with others. Even when talking to Lu Jing, he is very serious about every word.

But this does not prevent Chen Xuanwu Yuanshen from being tyrannical.

Looking at each other for a split second that day, Lu Jing realized that Chen Xuanwu's soul was extremely heavy, like a bright Buddha who brought dawn in the darkness, illuminating the world.

How can an ordinary young Yuanshen monk be so powerful?

Chen Xuanwu is actually not very old, at most one or two years older than Lu Jing.

Although it is much easier for Yuanshen to practice the three realms of induction, out-of-body, and floating than the three stages of martial arts.

But once you pass the Floating Realm, every jump in the realm will bring about a qualitative change in the Primordial Spirit, and at the same time, it will greatly increase the difficulty for the Primordial Spirit to break through the realm.

Because of this, it is more difficult to break through the realm of the soul after the sunshine state than to break through the three stages of the martial arts monks.

And what state is Chen Xuanwu in now? It will never be below the Realm of Transformation, or even stronger.

With Lu Jing's current eyesight, it's not really clear at all.

But such a young man still has his own troubles.

"My ancestral land was originally deserted, but later a splendid palace was built and a statue was erected.

So now there are people coming and going in an endless stream, and over time, a city was built not far from the wasteland.

The city is not big, but it is also considered prosperous.

But I... don't want to go there. "

Chen Xuanwu looked around the body-cultivating tower and sighed: "Even this boring body-building tower is much more interesting than that city, that palace, and that statue."

Lu Jing listened carefully, but her eyes still fell on Chen Xuanwu.

He knew that Chen Xuanwu had been depressed these past few days, and when he talked to him today, he didn't want to get anything from him, but just wanted to find someone to talk to.

So, Lu Jing became the listener.

Chen Xuanwu turned his head and looked at the sky outside the window: "When I return to my ancestral land and enter that splendid palace, I can only see the scenery outside the sky from the window like today."

When he said this, he looked down at the little book of spring scenery in his hand.

"I can't see these good books anymore, it's really... melancholy."

When Chen Xuanwu spoke, there was a deep sense of helplessness and reluctance in his tone.

Lu Jing could see that this Chen Xuanwu really resented the ancestral land in his words.

Seeing Chen Xuanwu was silent.

Lu Jing thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "Is your ancestral land far from Taixuanjing?"

Chen Xuanwu shook his head: "It's not too far away."

Lu Jing was about to speak.

Chen Xuanwu said: "It's only about 1,200 miles away. If you can drive the sword with divine fire and walk with the sword, you will be there soon."

Lu Jing fell silent for a moment.

Chen Xuanwu was still waiting for him to speak, seeing that Lu Jing was speechless for a long time, he asked again: "Brother Jing, what do you want to say?"

Lu Jing thought for a while, and finally said: "If it's closer, I can also visit you in the future and bring you some good books you want to read.

If I don't have time to come, I can entrust others to bring it. "

Chen Xuanwu's eyes lit up, he nodded hastily, and then said in a low voice: "Brother Jing, you have to be more careful. Those books are good, but they must not be discovered by the elders. If you find out, you have to kneel down and think about it."

Lu Jing smiled, and said: "I originally thought that way, but your ancestral land is a thousand and two hundred miles away from Taixuan Jing, and I'm afraid it will take me a long time to go there."

"Isn't that simple?" Chen Xuanwu blinked his eyes, complacent: "After I pass on the teachings of Da Xingjun, I will point out a star to you, and let the starlight pave the way for you. You come here by the starlight, and it will be very easy." Coming soon."

"Huh? Da Xingjun's method?" Lu Jing thought she heard it wrong.

Chen Xuanwu buried his head in his meal and muttered, "I have to say, after eating your girl's noodles a few more times, I feel that it tastes better and better."

This time it was Lu Jing's turn to be proud, and said: "My girl can cook a lot, I will bring you a bowl of sweet meat porridge tomorrow morning..."

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Lu Jing copied the book for a long time, serious and focused.

When excerpting classics, he often feels the profoundness of this world because of the many truths and many secrets in the book.

Many principles in this world come from Dafu.

Those who write books and set up speakers are mostly born among the four Jiazi in Dafu.

Lu Jing naturally knew the reason.

Because Da Fu Dingding Ding Si Jiazi, Da Fu Dingding Ding Si Jiazi, Da Fu Ding Ding Ding Si Jiazi, Da Fu Tiger Ben Ma stepped on the world, Da Fu famous general swept the world with power, not only brought conquest, but also brought many civilizations.

Because of this, the thoughts of many famous masters in Dafu can spread to every inch of land in the world.

In the past few years, Dafu seems to have aged a little bit, and the Beiqin articles and Beiqin thoughts that have risen along with the trend are also flowing into Dafu and spreading across the world.

And Lu Jing recently transcribed many classics, which also let him know many famous masters.

For example, Ji Yuanzhi, the great Confucian who wrote "Zhi Shen".

Another example is Li Shenxu, the real person who annotated "The Way of the World".

Another famous Northern Qin scholar, Yu Qingshi, wrote many famous songs and became famous all over the world as her daughter.

After thinking for a long time, he felt more and more that these people were real celebrities.

until near dusk.

The setting sun is about to set, and the scattered clouds are slowly sinking.

Looking from the fourth floor of the Self-cultivation Tower, one can just see the splendid Taixuan Palace.

The Taixuan Palace is incomparably magnificent, compared with the distant mountains in the twilight, it is like a sky tower, directly blurred.

Lu Jing looked at the scenery for a long time and only felt refreshed. Then she said goodbye to Chen Xuanwu, who might be busy pointing out the stars, and went down the cultivation tower.

The second floor was extremely quiet, because it was autumn, and the air was cool and pleasant.

For some reason, the environment of this library is very different from that of the outside of the library.

The trees in autumn are still green, and many flowers that bloom in spring are also in bloom. The dew moistens the flowers and plants, which is a scene full of vitality.

Every time Lu Jing walks through such a two-story building, she always feels mysterious in her heart.

On this day, as usual, he walked through the spacious tree-lined avenue, and came to the foot of the hill again.

Lu Jing watched curiously.

At the foot of the hillside, the old man who couldn't let go of the book was still lying on the recliner.

But the difference is that there is another girl beside the old man today.

The young girl was talking to the old man in a low voice, but her eyes were looking at the sunset in the distance.

The sun was setting, and the sunset was haloed into one piece, which turned out to be a purple dusk.

Perhaps the girl felt that the dusk was strange, so she watched it carefully.

The old man showed kindness in his eyes, and even put down the classics in his hands, and watched the sunset with the girl.

Lu Jing saw the girl from a distance, and felt a little puzzled.

She was the girl who helped him choose clothes in cloth village that day.

The girl's appearance is ordinary, but she has a very deep temperament.

He didn't think much about it, and he didn't want to disturb the old man and the young girl.

But just as he was about to cross the boulevard and walk to the gravel path further away.

The old man suddenly turned his head slightly, and some shrewd light flashed in his cloudy eyes.

Then, the wrinkled, gray-bearded old man suddenly stretched out his hand with many age spots, and waved to Lu Jing from a distance.

The hillside is on the side of Lu Jing, so Lu Jing can easily see it.

He hesitated and stopped.

The girl at the side came back to her senses and also noticed the movement of the old man beside her.

She followed the eyes of the old man, and saw Lu Jing standing on the boulevard.

The moment the girl saw Lu Jing, she subconsciously touched the tip of her brow.

Xu felt relieved when he touched the beauty spot on the tip of his brow.

The old man beckoned, Lu Jing thought for a while, then turned around and walked towards the old man and the girl.

"Miss Aya Sparrow."

Lu Jing walked up, nodded slightly to the girl, and saluted to the old man.

Nan Heyu stood up, hesitated, and said, "Mr. Lu Jing."

In fact, she was somewhat grateful.

Originally, I came to the second floor of this book building today to meet the elders of my family.

When she returned to Beijing, she would come here every few days to talk to this elder who hadn't been out of the library for forty years.

Later, by chance, she saw Lu Jing at the door of the study building, and there was that proactive conversation in Buzhuangli.

Later, every time Nan Heyu entered the library, she always thought of Lu Jing, and always changed her face to that of a sparrow.

In fact, she didn't know whether Lu Jing had seen her portrait and knew what she looked like.

But for some reason, Nan Heyu always feels that even if she really has no choice but to get married in the future, it's better to hide now.

"When did you come to the library?"

When Nan Heyu was in a complicated mood.

The old man turned his head, smiled at Lu Jing, and said softly, "I see you coming out of the Slim Tower every day. You are young and can enter the second floor...not bad."

Nan Heyu on the side smiled slightly.

On the day she met Lu Jing, Lu Jing walked around the library carefully according to Mr. Guanqi's instructions, and even walked to the main entrance.

Nan Heyu saw Lu Jing at the main entrance.

At that time, Nan Heyu was still wondering why Lu Jing came to the library. From her understanding, Lu Jing was not taken seriously in the Lu residence, and no husband taught him carefully.

Although he studies diligently, he also has his own opinions on many classics...

But how can the library be so easy to enter?

Perhaps it was precisely because of these curiosity that Nan Heyu followed Lu Jing, became the current Lingque girl by accident, and asked him endless questions.

On that day, Nan Heyu also found out that Lu Jing really entered the library.

However today...

When the old man asked a question with a smile on his face, Lu Jing replied softly that it had been a while.

Nan Heyu looked at the tall tower of self-cultivation in the distance.

I couldn't help but feel more puzzled.

She looked at Lu Jing again.

Only to find that today's Lu Jing has changed into a suit of robes.

Under the sunlight, the young man sat on the other side of the old man at the request of the old man.

The breeze blew gently, the young man's forehead moved lightly, and those black shiny eyes seemed calm but seemed to reveal depth.

Well, regardless of his background, he is really a very good young man.

ps: There is another chapter, which is being written.

(end of this chapter)