"What is Mr. Sword?"

Lu Jing sensed Mr. Guanqi's intermittent thoughts, and he couldn't help but worry and even feel a little sad in his heart.

As the brocade-clothed man said, these days, even Lu Jing has noticed that Mr. Guanqi must have a heavy burden, which makes him breathless and makes him unable to stay in the world for a long time.

But...... Since Lu Jing came to this world, there are very few people who care about him from the bottom of his heart and help him, and Mr. Guanqi is one of them.

In a way, Mr. Guanqi is more like an elder who is related to him by blood.

Now the elder seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, which also made Lu Jing at a loss for a while, so he could only follow Mr. Guanqi's words to ask questions.

"The study building is a place for preaching and teaching, but many times, in addition to preaching and teaching, the Mr. of the book building also needs someone to walk around the world, see the world, and practice knowledge and truth.

If necessary, you can also make a sword on behalf of the library.

And if you become a scholar and a sword, you will not be an ordinary Mr. Scholar, you will enter the fourth floor, and from then on you will become a disciple of the Master, and you will become the fourteenth gentleman on the fourth floor of the library. ”

"Master's disciple, the fourteenth gentleman?" Lu Jing lowered his head, and the moonlight shone on him, allowing the shadows to remain behind him.

"There are twelve four-story gentlemen in the library, and there are fourteen people in total, including me, who has entered the library halfway, and you.

It's just that three of them are no longer alive, and maybe soon, Mr. Seven and I will follow in their footsteps. ”

Mr. Guanqi was quite calm, and when he said this, there was a lot of nostalgia in his eyes for this world, but there was no sadness.

On the contrary, it was Lu Jing, who couldn't help but pause slightly when he heard Mr. Guanqi's words.

Mr. Guanqi really wants to ...... Gone?

Lu Jing frowned and looked at the sky, the night was like a wash, without the mysterious man's beacon fire and blood rolled up an undercurrent, and the clouds and mist had already dissipated.

There was a sky full of stars over Taixuanjing, and even the night was so clear.

But...... This clear heaven and earth is the initiator who took the life of Mr. Guanqi, Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Four saved the people from the disaster, but they had to pay the price of their lives.

Coupled with the disasters of the River Road for many years, Lu Jing couldn't help but be suspicious......

- The authority of heaven and earth does not allow mortals to manipulate the heavens and nature, but is the successive disasters in the middle of the river really the evolution of nature, not the actions of the immortals in power?

Mr. Four and Mr. Guanqi have obviously eliminated the drought, why did the drought come back after this?

Lu Jing was thinking, and Mr. Guanqi walked more and more slowly.

"The book building originally just wanted to make Confucianism a prominent study, self-denial and revenge, and politics and morality.

It's just that...... The knowledge and principles of the past have become shackles, and the Master has traveled around the world and the world, originally wanting to rule the people with virtue and make the world more prosperous.

But later, the spiritual tide broke out, and the master gradually realized that it was not the king of the mortal world who ruled the world, Confucianism became a prominent science, and the king was the ruler of virtue, and the world was just about to prosper, and there would always be many changes. ”

"Because of this, the Great Candle King of Northern Qin wants to break the situation with his strength, wants to plant the Black Dragon Flag all over the world, and gathers the power of the world to contend with it.

Emperor Chongtian originally wanted to make the world's martial arts and primordial gods flourish to the peak, and let the world's thousands of strong people compete against those high-ranking existences.

But the last time the spirit tide, many heroes in the past fell, the fortune of the country, the national strength was also greatly weakened, the Northern Qin rose because of this, the holy monarch in the Taixuan Palace saw the surging spirit tide, but also saw their arrogance, his past plans were all broken, to the present, he sat on the position, looking coldly at the sky and the earth. ”

"Maybe he's right, it's just ...... Even if the Holy Monarch succeeds, there will always be countless people in this heaven and earth who will become the price of the Holy Monarch, such as ...... Middle River Road. ”

"Hoo ......"

Mr. Guanqi walked past a large mansion, took a few more breaths, and sat down on the steps to rest.

Lu Jing was beside him.

The middle of the river is the price of the Holy Monarch...... Lu Jing's white clothes fluttered, and he couldn't help but think of Qingyue who fled from the wilderness, and thought of Xu Wugui.

"You can comprehend the sword qi of Mr. Four in the world, you can sword out Fuguang, Dongjun Gaozhao, and you can hold the magic and the two swords of Bailu, even if your cultivation is still weaker now, you can hold the sword for the study, you are also suitable.

The study building has no requirements for you, you just have to walk with a sword, do the truth in your heart, sharpen a sword, and there will be more hope in the world in the future. ”

When Mr. Guanqi said this, he probably remembered Mr. Four, and he shook his head lightly and said, "It's just...... Characters who have realized the sword energy of the world and act with their own hearts will inevitably anger the authority of heaven and earth, or the real king.

Lu Jing, I don't want to put shackles on you, if you don't want to hold the sword, in fact, it doesn't matter, you are still the gentleman of the study building. ”

Mr. Guanqi's voice was soft, his tone was gentle, and his eyes looking at Lu Jing were like elders looking at their beloved juniors.

Maybe it was because when he saw Lu Jing for the first time, Lu Jing was dressed in coarse cloth, but his eyes revealed a resolute brilliance.

Maybe it was because he stepped into the book building for the first time and wrote, "The year is cold, and then the pine and cypress wither." ”

Or, in the name of young blood, he cut off the head of the demon.

Or maybe it's because of the Fuguang sword qi that Lu Jing raised.

All in all, Mr. Guanqi regards Lu Jing as his dear junior, and he can't bear to see him carrying too heavy a burden, which is human nature.

But listening to it in Lu Jing's ears made Lu Jing's mood darker and darker.

Mr. Guanqi, who introduced him, is going to die.

"Sir, you are also a disciple of the Master?" Lu Jing was silent for a moment, his eyes glowing with a unique brilliance, and he raised his head to ask.

Mr. Guanqi shook his head and said with a smile: "It has been forty-nine years since Master ascended to heaven, and I was not born at that time.

But I have also met the Master after I passed the crown, perhaps because I was born out of the woods, and the Master never accepted me as a disciple.

Later, I traveled all over the world with my backpack, I had three wishes, one wished to know all the good people in the world, two wished to read all the good books in the world, and three wished to see all the good mountains and rivers in the world, and also worshiped a good teacher, but the teacher's temperament was more jumpy than mine, and he also lingered among the mountains and rivers.

Calculated carefully, since I returned from my travels to Taixuanjing, I have never met again. ”

"So, even if you haven't been a disciple of the master, you can enter the fourth floor, and you can also become the gentleman who holds the sword?"

Lu Jing asked sideways.

Mr. Guanqi bowed his head: "Although the master is not in the world, I am the person handpicked by the master, and I will accept you as an apprentice on behalf of the master, even the master will agree, not to mention the other gentlemen......"

"Sir, I don't want to worship Master as a teacher."

Lu Jing stood up and looked at Mr. Guanqi in the moonlight.

Mr. Guanqi was surprised, and was about to speak, but he heard Lu Jing say: "Mr. took me into the library, gave me a pen, let me copy the classics to nourish my heart and calm my heart, and made me Mr. Shulou, so that I have a chance to get out of the cage."

When my husband taught me, he was like teaching a disciple, and he stood up for me many times, and he also protected my shortcomings like a teacher. ”

"Sir, although I didn't worship you as a teacher, you and I have long been a master and apprentice."

At this time, Mr. Guanqi was sitting on one of the steps, his forehead still flowing with fine sweat, and his gentle face was still a little surprised.

Lu Jing stood in front of him and bowed his head slightly.

A young man who is famous all over the world, a young man who is famous in Taixuanjing......

The two looked at each other.

Lu Jing also became more and more solemn, he stood with his head held high, his arms wide open, his long sleeves with two shadows, and then folded his palms and saluted slowly towards Mr. Guanqi.

"Teacher." Lu Jing saluted respectfully.

Mr. Guanqi was still hesitating: "I told you just now, I ......"

Lu Jing still couldn't afford to bow down.

Mr. Guanqi, who was still hesitating, suddenly laughed, he struggled to stand up, wanting to help Lu Jing get up, maybe because he was too anxious to get up, which made this talented man with strong cultivation dizzy for a while, and was quickly supported by Lu Jing's eyes.

It is unusual for Mr. Guanqi to become weaker and weaker.

Lu Jing took a deep breath, turned around, and picked up Mr. Guanqi.

Under the moonlight, the white-clothed young man was carrying a gray-robed gentleman, and Mr. Guanqi's eyes were finally no longer as calm as before, but full of deep exhaustion.

When he was a teenager, he indulged in romance and indulged in mountains and rivers.

He obviously hasn't seen too much suffering in the world, but he still sees the suffering of the people in the world, and is willing to compete with the authority of heaven and earth when he is most high-spirited, and finally pay the price of his life.

"If it weren't for the teacher and Mr. Four, he might have been able to live for a long time."

Lu Jing walked towards the study building with Mr. Guanqi on his back: "Heaven and earth let the teacher die, and the teacher can only die, is there no life at all?"

The authority of heaven and earth, is it not permissible for mortals to touch? ”

His thoughts were repeated, and his eyes fell on the wind-calling knife and the rain-summoning sword on his waist.

Da Zhuguo told him that the Wind Calling Sword and the Rain Summoning Sword are the immortal soldiers falling into the world, which conceals the authority of heaven and earth, if you can hold the authority of heaven and earth, you can really call the wind and call the rain, not just the two magical powers of drawing the wind and summoning the rain!

"In the past, I didn't cultivate enough, even if I walked the world, I couldn't see the many secrets of the world clearly, and I had to fall into danger.

The teacher also said just now that if it weren't for the accident in the river road, there would still be people in Taixuan Jingzhong who are unwilling to let me go. ”

"It's the Emperor of Heaven ......"

Lu Jing glanced sideways at Taixuan Palace: "Are you afraid that I will walk out of Taixuanjing and vote for Northern Qin from now on, or will I become an obstacle to him?" ”

At this point in his thoughts, his eyes became more and more determined: "It's just that now, I have three kinds of honorable green life qualities: the Young Sword Armor, the Dragon Slayer, and the Ascending Immortal Physique......"

In addition to these three fateful qualities, a white light also flickered in Lu Jing's mind.

In that white light, it was the strange object of the Taoist altar that Lu Jingxiang obtained when he sent Nanfeng to sleep.

"And the rejection of the mysterious man just now, the triggering of the great murderous image, the thousand life grid vitality obtained, and a rare opportunity to respect the youth, so many reliance, enough for me to go all over the world!"

Lu Jing walked all the way towards the study building.

In this world, there are not many people who are really good to him, Lu Jing is willing to draw his sword for those innocent children, and naturally he is also willing to go to the middle of the river to take a walk, look at the disasters in the middle of the river, and find an opportunity to hold the authority of heaven and earth.

The fifth floor of the Shufu Tower was empty.

Mr. Guanqi had fallen into a deep sleep, and his face was full of exhaustion.

Lu Jing poured some water for Mr. Guanqi, put it on the table in front of him, and was about to walk down the Slim Tower.

There was a sudden gust of wind that blew away a piece of straw paper on the table.

Lu Jing closed the window, picked up the paper and was about to put it on the table.

But I saw that under the paperweight on the table, there was still a piece of straw paper.

On the papyrus were two chess pieces, one black and one white, neatly arranged.

Lu Jing has seen these two chess pieces more than once.

It's just that until tonight, these two pieces were always in the hands of Mr. Guanqi.

When Lu Jing came to the Self-Cultivation Tower before, he often saw Mr. Guanqi carefully polishing these two chess pieces.

But tonight, when the stars were shining, there was still a line of words written on the papyrus under the two chess pieces.

"Hold the sword in one fell swoop, the green clouds are steady, and the cinnamon fragrance is full of sleeves!"

The twelve characters are unbridled, just like the mountain stream after the clouds and rain, there are both mountains and water, beautiful wonders!

"This is Mr. Guanqi's book, and he wrote it to me."

Lu Jing looked at these twelve words, and only felt that in every word of Mr. Guanqi, there was a deep wish for Lu Jing, not just an expectation.

He set his eyes on two chess pieces, one black and one white.

The two chess pieces were also a gift from Mr. Guanqi to Shulou to hold the sword.

Lu Jing worshiped Mr. Guanqi as his teacher, and had already decided to become a sword practitioner in the library.

So he didn't hesitate to pick up the two black and white chess pieces.

The moment his fingers touched the black and white chess pieces, the two chess pieces, one black and one white, suddenly glowed, and immediately flew into the void and landed on Lu Jingmei's heart.

"It's ...... Mr. Four's sword bones! ”

When the two chess pieces didn't enter Lu Jingmei's heart, two sword lights, one black and one white, faintly appeared in Lu Jingmei's heart, and the two sword lights were curled, connected from end to end, and there were black and white lights looming around him, which looked quite peculiar.

When the sword bone entered the heart of Lu Jing's eyebrows, the nine divine flames that rose from Lu Jingyuan's divine spirit suddenly flourished.

The three Great Ming King Divine Flames and the six Yuan Divine Divine Flames converged in Lu Jing Yuanshen, and they actually illuminated the black and white sword bones.

Those two sword bones were suspended in the center of the Nine Dao Yuan Shen Divine Fire, and the extremely rich Yuan Qi gushed out, repairing the Yuan Shen of the landing scene.

Lu Jing seemed to be aware of it, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and the wind and rain were operating, and bursts of golden light were also emitted from his primordial spirit.

Under the physique of ascending immortals, Lu Jing's talent and sensitivity to vitality have been greatly improved, and when the rich vitality turned, all of them were turned into wind and rain by the operation of the wind and rain, blowing and watering Lu Jing's primordial spirit.

Among the two chess pieces, there seemed to be two sword lights full of sword intent!

"No, these are not two sword intents, but two sword spirits."

Lu Jing closed his eyes and sensed these two sword spirits.

And his nine divine fires got closer and closer, gradually burning into one.

At this point, Lu Jing has reached the peak of divine fire!

One step further is the realm of shining stars.

Mr. Guanqi, who was sleeping deeply, sensed the vast vitality emanating from Lu Jing's body.

The tired gentleman thought he was dreaming, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He muttered in his dream: "It is worthy of being my disciple, worthy of being a scholar holding a sword, and his talent is extremely strong, but in just one night, he turned the vitality in the sword bone into the original god."

But in just one night, he stepped into the peak of the divine fire......"

Lu Jing didn't hear Mr. Guanqi's dream words, he was still closing his eyes, digesting the vitality from the two chess pieces.

Northern Qin.

The Great Candle King, dressed in black, stood proudly in the clouds, looking at the 10,000 chariots on the ground.

Behind those chariots was a mountain that stretched for hundreds of miles.

The hundred-mile mountain was quite peculiar, and there seemed to be a sword slashing through it, and a ravine several miles long had been cut out.

The Great Candle King's gaze had fallen on the many chariots, but suddenly, the hundred-mile mountain shook, and the king of the world turned his head......

"Who can trigger Ji Shen'an's past sword light?"

He asked with his hands behind his back, and a general behind him with indifferent eyes, wearing bronze armor, and having a pair of bloody hands, Shen Tu, said: "Just ask the library." ”

The Great Candle King thought about it sideways and said with a smile: "Maybe someone has inherited Ji Shen'an's legacy." ”

A smile appeared on Shen Tu's face: "Ji Shen'an's sword intent is the sword intent of the world, it's just ...... He wants to do everything, not only to protect the ants in the mud and dust, but also to cut down the tigers and leopards in the sky, how can it be so easy in this world? ”

"In the end, it is a pity that one of them vomited blood and died."

The body of the Great Candle King seemed to be more magnificent than the mountains in the distance, and he said slowly: "There are ideals in my heart, and it is a pity that Mr. Four died for the ideals." ”

"He is a hero in the world, and when we set up a chariot with fire and step through the great volts and the sky, we will pay tribute to him."

Shen Tu lowered his head.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

……

Before the hundred miles of mountains, there were bursts of sky-high sounds, and if someone looked closely, they could see an ant-like middle-aged man in Northern Qin, who was naked and numb in his eyes, digging this mountain.

Thousands of people are moving mountains with their bodies, and the iron of Northern Qin has been melted into twelve golden men, melted into chariots, and melted into weapons in the hands of many generals.

These middle-aged men of Northern Qin, who had never cultivated, or who could not cultivate to the realm of profundity, had bleeding hands and deep blood grooves on their shoulders being ground by hemp ropes.

Their eyes had long been stiff, like mustard on the side of the road, and they were thoughtless.

In this world of cultivators, Northern Qin opened the mountain with a mundane body, I don't know why.

The capital of Northern Qin......

Mr. Big was splashing ink, and in front of him sat a white-haired woman.

Suddenly, the tip of Mr. Big's pen trembled and a few drops of ink were sprinkled.

This short man with a short body and a look that is not suave and suave raised his head abruptly.

The white-haired woman was a little surprised: "But what happened?" ”

Mr. Big laughed, shook his head and said, "You and I just have nothing to do and wait quietly." ”

——

I don't know how many people noticed the two chess pieces in Lu Jingmei's heart.

He had already woken up, and carefully folded the piece of papyrus that Mr. Guanqi had written to him.

After thinking about it, I took the pen and put it down.

Early the next morning, Mr. Guanqi woke up to see that the sky was overcast and rainy.

In the direction of the middle of the river, bursts of black vitality turned into a tornado, as if something was brewing.

Mr. Guanqi stood up and came to the table as always, and when he looked down, he saw that there were words on the papyrus, which were Lu Jing's words.

"May you be ten million years old, and there will be no spring."

(End of chapter)