The wind and clouds in the middle of the river converged, and it was not only the great powerhouses and many dragons who gathered in this place of calamity.

The holy monarch sitting in Taixuanjing issued a holy edict, except for the Northern Qin, all the countries in the world can enter the middle of the river to seize the opportunity of Lutan.

This world is too vast, even under the continuous wars and frequent natural disasters, people are dying all the time, but those ordinary creatures are still struggling to live and reproduce, so that there is no place here

As for being too lonely.

The more people there are, the more geniuses there are.

Buddha Zi Lian'e of Landa Temple still wears the string of black Buddha beads around his neck, his eyebrows are clear, and his eyes look very deep.

One of the Buddhas of the Naroda Temple, a monk who wanted to become enlightened by killing, was standing on a high place, looking down at the displaced people in the distance.

This is the southern part of the river middle road, but there is a steady stream of disaster victims in a majestic city, facing far as the eye can see

Da Fu, my Qi ministers are saying that Da Fu is powerful, rich, and prosperous, and when it comes to wealth, no one in the world can compare with Da Fu."

Buddha Zi Lian'e was not alone at this time, not far from him, Hengshan Temple Qin Sacrifice An Nijing was wearing fluttering clothes, and there was a guqin suspended beside him, looking at a few children not far away.

The person who spoke to the Buddha Lian'e was Qi Hanzhang, the young scholar of Qi State.

Qi Hanzhang was wearing an ink-colored robe, wearing a high crown of Confucian scholars of the Qi Kingdom, and his body was full of bookish energy.

said that it is a juvenile book saint, and Qi Hanzhang is only two or three years away from the year he was established.

The reason why the word "youth" was added before the calligraphy saint was because Qi Hanzhang had already moved the country of Qi at the age of fifteen, and at the age of sixteen or seventeen, he moved the world with his calligraphy.

So in the country of Qi, scholars and adults from that time on, they all called him the young book saint.

This is called ten years, everyone in the world knows that there is a young calligrapher of the Yuan God of Qi State, he entered the way of calligraphy with the Yuan God, and also visited the Donghe State Calligraphy Saint, although he did not worship the scholar as a master, but also

By the Donghe national calligraphy, that is, the world-renowned calligraphy of the first class passed on the dragon penmanship, famous.

Qi State Juvenile Book Saint Qi Hanzhang and Hengshan Temple Qin Sacrifice An Nijing also entered the river road, inadvertently met the Lotus Buddha, the presiding officer of the Langda Temple and the Hengshan old man of the Hengshan Temple of Qi State have the old, Yu

The three of them walked together to find the traces of Lutan.

At this time, the qin festival of the Hengshan Temple was looking at several children.

The children, the youngest of whom looked no more than three years old, were sitting on the ground crying, presumably very hungry.

They were unsupervised, and the other older children were at a loss, one of them was yelling, some were crying with the young child, and some were whispering to him.

An Nijing actually has a natural curly hair, draped over her shoulders, and has a quiet temperament, especially the small cherry lips inlaid on her porcelain-white face, although it is not called a country and a city, but it has a unique flavor.

At this moment, the woman pursed her lips, and saw countless victims numbly walking into the distance, without even looking at the children, and walked down the high place, all the way towards the children.

A touch of tenderness flashed in the eyes of the young scholar Qi Hanzhang.

Buddha Zi Lian'e put his palms together: "It is rare for the Qin Sacrifice to have a compassionate heart."

The tenderness in Qi Hanzhang's eyes was even worse, and he nodded: "I grew up with Nijing, but later she worshiped the Hengshan Temple and became the temple qin sacrifice, and her heart became more and more kind, just like a pure white girl

Kind.

I've been stumbling for a long time, and I've been able to accomplish nothing."

Lian E glanced at Qi Hanzhang: "Don't apologize to the donor of Hanzhang, if you don't follow the path of the imperial examination and enter the court of Qi with your cultivation talent, let alone a five-grade court official."

When Qi Hanzhang heard Lian Er mention the terrifying Qi State court, a trace of coldness flashed in his heart, and the hairs on his body stood up.

He shook his head to himself, but he didn't answer.

An Nijing walked all the way up to the children and took out a bag of dry food between her hands.

There are homeless people who don't have good eyes, but when they see An Nijing next to them,

The white guqin suspended out of thin air did not dare to approach.

Time passed, and An Nijing talked to those children for a long time, and finally watched the children go away.

"I knew that the Middle River Road was like this, so I brought more food."

When Qi Hanzhang and Lian Er came to An Nijing's side.

There was still some remorse in An Nijing's eyes: "I have always heard that the middle road of the Great Fu River has been damaged, but I never thought that it would be so serious."

"One or two treasures, how much dry food can they hold?"

Qi Hanzhang said: "The river is vast, and the people affected by the disaster are only afraid of tens of millions, tens of thousands, so what can we do if we bring more dry food?"

An Nijing fell silent for a long time before she said, "This is a big ...... It's very different from what I imagined."

Lian'e on the side heard An Nijing's words, but smiled slightly: "When the river is done, the two of you can go to Gyeonggi Province, Sunam Province, Gangnam Province, and Bukcheon Province...... Take a look from Taixuankyo.

At that time, the two of them will realize that the Great Volt is still the Great Volt, and it is still prosperous."

The young scholar of the Qi Kingdom also sighed: "Actually, in the final analysis, we are Qi people, and the Qi Kingdom has been swept away by evil, so how can we have the face to evaluate this great fu?"

An Nijing didn't agree with Qi Hanzhang's words, her voice was soft, but very firm: "Even if the Qi country is swept away by evil, there have never been so many people.

The side of the road in the middle of the river is full of white bones, which is shocking.

Dafu Imperial Court, don't you care?"

"The drought lasted for too long, originally only in the western part of the river-middle road, but it started two years ago and spread to the entire river-middle road.

Perhaps, the Dafu Imperial Court was caught off guard, after all...... The calamity that affects tens of millions of people is enough to drag a great country into a quagmire."

Qi Hanzhang said, "As for Taixuanjing...... I've wanted to go for a long time.,It's said that there was a young gentleman in Taixuanjing who was both calligraphy and painting.,But I don't know what to compare with my dragon brushwork.,His cursive hand,

How, exactly."

The white guqin beside An Nijing inexplicably made a plucked string sound.

"Before we came to the Middle River Road, the court of Qi issued a royal decree that if we could meet Lu Jing in the Middle River Road again, we would behead him.

The Kaiyang Sword Seat of the Jixia Sword Pavilion even made an oath to kill, Brother Hanzhang, you go to him to learn calligraphy, and the prince in Taixuanjing knows about it, but I am afraid that it will cause trouble."

Qi Hanzhang rubbed his fingertips and said, "Although I am dissatisfied with the Qi State Court.

But after all, I am a native of Qi country, Gu Chenhuan is the prince of Qi country, and the seven-star sword constellation and mountain ghosts are all strong people in my Qi country.

When he said this, some inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes.

"It's just...... Lu Jing is too young, and going to him for an explanation at my age will inevitably make me a little ashamed."

Buddha Zi Lian'e didn't agree with Qi Hanzhang's words, shook his head and said: "Born before Tianjiao, it can be regarded as a kind of fate, and Hanzhang's benefactor is older than that Lu Jing, which is also an advantage, so why be embarrassed?"

An Nijing looked at Lian'e curiously and asked, "Master, have you seen that land scene?"

Is this Lu Jing's talent really as extraordinary as rumored?"

Lian E smiled casually: "Lu Jing is extraordinary, but he acts too impulsively, and one day, he will die under his own impulse."

"Or...... Lu Jing is worthy of me taking off the precept Buddha beads, and the primordial spirit shines on the stars, becoming the way to kill the precepts."

Hearing Lian'e's words, Qi Hanzhang and An Nijing couldn't help but look at the Buddha beads between Lian'e's necks.

"It is rumored that Master Lian'e was born with Vajra murderous aura, and if he is not cultivated enough to control the murderous aura, he will be trapped by Vajra murderous aura and become a demon who only knows how to kill."

"The presiding officer of the Naroda Temple put on this precept Buddha bead for him, suppressed his own vajra murderous aura, and also suppressed most of his cultivation, let him hold the Dharma of killing, and slowly turn the vajra murderous qi into his own use.

Therefore, it is only on very rare occasions that Guru Rinpo will take off the precept beads and face the enemy in his full glory......

quiet

Nijing's divine consciousness transmitted and fell into Qi Hanzhang's mind.

Qi Hanzhang suddenly realized.

"No wonder at first glance, the world's famous Buddha of Landa Temple is only a divine fire cultivator.

I also heard that he once accompanied Li Guanlong of the Shaozhu Kingdom to Candlestar Mountain to find Yu Qixiang, the daughter of King Chong'an.

I was also deeply surprised, the Divine Fire Realm ...... How to get to Candlestar Mountain."

Qi Hanzhang thought about this, rolled his eyes, and asked Master Lian'e, "It sounds like there is some gap between the master and the young man of Dafu?"

"Poor monks don't kill people with gaps." Lian'e's face did not change: "If you hold the Dharma of wrath, you should kill all the people in the world who should be killed, that is, sweep the world, and achieve yourself."

"Then Lu Jing should be killed?" An Nijing couldn't help asking.

"Damn it." Lian'e slashed gold and cut iron: "Someone has already repented, he went to draw his sword and cut him, so he should naturally be killed."

"It's just that he is not worthy of me to take off the precept beads now, and wait for him to be stronger......

The Buddha of Landa Temple was straightforward, and Qi Hanzhang was a little surprised: "Lu Jing is Mr. Shulou, and he is a famous Tianjiao in Dafu, the master killed Lu Jing, and he is not afraid of the rest of the troubles?"

"Even if you hold the law of wrath, if you are afraid of calamity, how can you achieve it?"

Master Lian'e's eyes were firm, and then he secretly said in his heart, "Besides...... When Emperor Mi fell into a dream, he saw that the days were running on the study floor, the bright stars were falling, the towering buildings were decaying, and the mountains and rivers were gradually

It has become barren and dry, and the library has not lasted long, so why be afraid?"

When the young scholar heard Master Lian'e's words, his eyes moved, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

An Nijing still looked at the team of victims like a hundred-mile snake, bowing her head and saying nothing.

It was also at this time that a red cloud drifted from the sky.

An Nijing's body, which was originally silent, suddenly stiffened, and she immediately raised her head.

Lian'e and Qi Hanzhang noticed An Nijing's strange appearance, and also followed An Nijing's gaze and looked at the sky.

But I saw that the clouds and mist were drifting away, and there was a white-clothed immortal in the sky, gathering blood-colored mist.

The other immortal stood in the clouds, looking down at the continuous procession of escapees.

The immortal's eyes were full of interest, but he didn't know what he saw, and he actually walked down to the mortal world, just like An Nijing.

She took out a white flower from her bosom and placed it on a prostrate roadside, dying.

The man seemed to be tormented by illness and hunger, and there was no life in his eyes.

He gasped for breath with difficulty, stared at the sky with his eyes open, and remained motionless......

The immortal handed over the white flower, and the dying man looked at the white flower with the same difficulty, and when he saw the white flower, he thought of reaching out and catching the white flower, so as to satisfy his stomach.

The immortal bowed down, holding the white flower motionless.

The dying man raised his hand with difficulty, and then his body stiffened, and his hand fell weakly.

The white flower in the hand of the immortal suddenly burst out with a strange power, and from the person who had just died, a trace of blood mist floated out, fell into the white flower, and turned red.

The immortal picked up the flower that had been dyed red, glanced at it with a little appreciation in his eyes, and then shook the flower in his hand towards the other immortal who had condensed the blood mist in the sky.

The heavenly immortal smiled slightly, and then turned to look at An Nijing.

Qi Hanzhang and Lian'e looked solemn.

An Nijing still had the picture of Fang Cai in her heart, but when the heavenly immortal looked at her, she was still excited, took a step forward, and saluted the immortal.

Qi Hanzhang and Lian E glanced at each other, and also saluted with An Nijing.

"The Hengshan Temple worships immortals, and the old man of Hengshan also inherits the law of immortals, and is also one of the most powerful immortals.

The temple is dedicated to immortals, and Nijing is the qin sacrifice of the Hengshan Temple, and I am a little excited when I see the immortals falling into the world."

Qi Hanzhang thought so in his heart.

Raising his eyes and looking at the clouds, An Nijing, who was excited in his eyes, was about to sacrifice to the sound of the piano, but the immortals in the sky were facing An Ni

Jing nodded, then turned his head away, stepping into the thick blood-colored mist.

The same is true of the immortals on the ground, who took the red flower in their hands and stepped into the clouds.

At this moment, An Nijing seemed to hear something, and there was still a little stunned in her eyes.

Qi Hanzhang looked at her curiously.

An Nijing hesitated, glanced at Lian'e again, and said, "These two immortals have inherited the destiny of heaven and have no time to do the rest, they ordered me to ...... Let's go find the land view first."

"Looking for a land view? This heavenly immortal also wants Lu Jing's life?"

Qi Hanzhang raised his eyebrows slightly.

The rise of a generation of Tianjiao will inevitably have to step on countless corpses and bones, and it will inevitably step through countless calamities, but ...... It is not easy to attract the attention of the immortals.

"It's not that I want his life."

An Nijing hesitated a little: "Lu Jing seems to be also a person of immortal wisdom, a fairy and an immortal seem to have taken a fancy to him and want to ...... With the help of the blood mist, take him to the fairy realm and inherit the law of the immortals."

"The Wise One!" Qi Hanzhang's voice suddenly rose.

Lian'e frowned and said nothing.

"It is a person of immortal wisdom, and there is also a reason that no immortal falls to the mortal and takes him to heaven."

Qi Han Zhang Zeze was surprised: "This land scene is really amazing."

Buddha Zi Lian'e smiled indifferently: "Being able to win the favor of the immortals, this land scene is good luck.

He has talent, and if he can obtain the method of immortals, it can be regarded as a step to the sky."

"If he can really ascend to heaven, what does it matter if I go to war with him?"

"It's just...... The court of Qi ordered the two to kill Lu Jing, but this immortal asked Qin Sai to find Lu Jing, but he didn't know ......

An Nijing turned her head to look at the piece of guqin used for the sacrifice, and remembered the blood-colored flowers in the hands of the female fairy, and there was always something strange in her heart.

But in the end, her eyes remained steadfast.

"The Hengshan Temple sacrifices to the five cities on the twelfth floor, if you can get the law of the immortals again, it will also be a good thing for the Qi Kingdom.

What kind of chance did mortals ascend to heaven? I bring such an opportunity to Lu Jing, and the grudge between Lu Jing and the Qi Kingdom will naturally be resolved, and I can still make friends with such an immortal person.

This is not a bad thing for Qi Guo."

Between An Nijing's sleeves, a divine thought controlled the vitality, and blew up the smoke and dust in the sky.

The dust fell, burying the mortals who had just died.

"That wisp of blood mist stained the red and white flowers, and the blood of mortals became a plaything in the hands of immortals, and it should be ...... It's a blessing."

An Nijing's eyes flashed a little unbearable.

Qi Hanzhang on the side saw An Nijing's eyes, and remembered the style of the heavenly immortals...... After being silent for a few breaths, Qi Hanzhang's eyes finally turned into tenderness.

"I'll accompany you to find him, report the good news for him, and you can also learn the way of calligraphy with Lu Jing, this way is lonely, and it is also a good thing to be friends with people in the same way."

"Annunciation?" Lian'e thought of Lu Jing's Fuguang sword qi that was born from the sword intent of Mr. Four in the world, and thought of Mr. Guanqi who was punished by the Heavenly Fairyland...... He clasped his palms together and said, "Lian'e will also go with the two of you to see where this young man has gone."

…… In a gloomy mountain stream, three real dragons and five dragons were already drenched in blood.

Lu Jing's face was still pale at the moment, but his expression became more and more solemn.

The Rain Summoning Sword shone with golden thunder, turning into a ray of aurora, mixed with blazing sword qi, and flew sideways in the mountain stream.

There is also a dragon pan array in this mountain stream.

It's just that this dragon pan array is much smaller than the dragon pan array outside the original Xiahe Dragon Palace, but it also condenses a blood-colored orb.

And those dragons are the dragons guarding this blood sacrifice formation.

The world is vast, and the dragons in the Northern Qin Dynasty have all been captured by the Great Candle King, some of them have become treasure medicines, and some have become strong mounts.

Because of this, the number of large Fusaurus genera is the highest in the world.

In addition, Taichong Longjun has a heavenly dragon personality, and Taichong Hai has an edict, so naturally there are many dragon genera gathered.

It's just that...... Weekdays

The true dragons, who are accustomed to acting as a prestige and despising thousands of living beings in the world, never imagined that one day, a young man with a sword would come and cut off the blood array, and also cut them down

Life.

"Lu Jing! You don't want to share the sky with my dragons?"

There is a real dragon entrenched in the mountain stream, when the breath is weak, seeing that Lu Jing on the side of the mountain has already taken out a falling dragon bow, he pulled away the bow and arrows, and did not use the slightest magical power, just with the help of the method of hooking Chen and thunder,

Mobilize the thunder of the law in your body and turn it into a golden arrow.

"Under this dragon pan array, thousands of living beings can die, but you long worms, you can't die?"

Lu Jing frowned, his gaze fell directly on the true dragon that was still alive, and the dense white bones in the mountain stream...... He couldn't bear to look at it.

"The Great Fu Imperial Court must have a plan! Otherwise, you will never allow the Blood Sacrifice Formation to do such evil."

His eyes were indifferent, the Guanghan mark was imprinted on the thunder arrow, the sky hooked Chen Chen star flashed, and the thunder arrow flew out, easily shooting the true dragon.

"But...... It is a great plan, but it will cost countless lives...... What is the difference between this great Fu court and the demons?"

"In one month, the seventeenth true dragon, the sixth dragon belongs to the blood sacrifice formation."

When the true dragon is completely dead.

The Rain Summoning Sword flew in, and the three dragon balls were carried in the sword light and were put away by Lu Jing.

"With so many treasures, it doesn't work for me, and when I return to Taixuanjing, I can build a few more good halls."

Lu Jing thought about it as he took out a pen and paper and put pen to paper on the papyrus.

"In the Shuangfeng Mountain Stream of Qingxiang County, Hezhong Dao, the dragon genus casts the blood sacrifice formation, and there is a real dragon cannibal, and Lu Jing slashes it with a sword."

"Among them, the dragons are all under the jurisdiction of the West Cloud Sea, and they should be ...... Blame the Dragon King of Xiyun!"

Pen.

Lu Jing took out another thin book that had not yet been bound, but was just sewn together randomly, and put the piece of straw paper into it.

"Sir, let me see the world, just with my eyes, it's not enough.

Since it is inevitable, simply be arrogant, count the culpability of the blood sacrifice formation, and behead it as a lawmaker!"

"Sir is right, young people should be strong, and their blood should be hotter.

Always be humble, others will not necessarily respect you and fear you.

If you go to him with blood stained on your sword, they will have to pay respect, and they will have to be afraid."

Lu Jing put away the Falling Dragon Bow, and not far away, a dragon was trembling.

Walking up to the dragon's body at night, Lu Jing looked down at the dragon and said, "Let's go to the next place."

……

Time flies, and soon ...... The news that Lu Jing was chasing the true dragon everywhere reached the ears of many people.

What's even more surprising is that Lu Jingyuan's expression is dim and he seems to be seriously injured.

But even so, he was still able to slay the true dragon and break the dragon pan array, which made many strong people who had heard of Lu Jing's name suspicious...... This land view ...... Is it breaking through again?

But if Lu Jing breaks through the realm again, won't he have to step into the Zhaoxing Realm?

Eighteen-year-old Zhaoxing Realm?

"Sure enough, Mr. Lu Jing also came to the middle of the river."

Yu Qixiang stood on top of the head of a giant dragon that was about to turn into a dragon, and the giant dragon didn't dare to gasp.

"I secretly came to the middle of the river, and it would be very bad if my mother found out.

Sister, this long worm said that there are also many strong people in the dragon genus in the world who are rushing to the middle of the river and want to kill Mr. Lu Jing.

Why don't you go with me to find Mr., I have dreamed for many days that I can protect Mr. Ichigo."

Yu Qixiang shouted loudly, and a woman in white in the distance glanced at Yu Qixiang helplessly.

Your sister and I are also a long worm.

Yu Qixiang was still young, but he was not stupid, and he immediately reacted when he saw the white eyes of the woman in white.

She hurriedly jumped off the giant snake and came to the white-clothed woman's side: "Don't blame me, sister, I'm not talking about you.

You're different from them, they

Go up and jump over the dragon gate, become a longer worm, and go with the so-called noble dragons, so that you can eat the weaker ones."

"Sister, you are not a dragon, you are taller than the dragon gate."

ps: New January, I haven't asked for a monthly pass for a long time, everyone has a vote to vote for a moment, crab crab.