The three-foot long sword on An Qianglu's waist was full of gaps, and it didn't look like a sword that could cut through iron.

Only the words on the scabbard seemed to be thick and imposing, as if everyone had mentioned it.

He was equipped with such a sword, and he came all the way from the Resting Dao Wind Mansion to Taixuanjing.

If others knew that such a weak scholar crossed thousands of miles in such a world where bandits were rampant, and entered Taixuanjing from the path of rest, I am afraid that it would be incredible.

But in fact, An Weaklu received a letter from Chong'an Sanzhou, and it was only a half-moon journey.

He has a calm expression, a red mole on his eyebrows, and a ring ruler in his bag.

There was a great incident in the Rest Passage.

"Incognito became a rich family member in the private school of the foreign house, who expected that the young lady of the family was taken up the mountain by thieves on the way back to the hometown, and the bones disappeared in just one night.

So this weak deer dug up the iron sword buried deep in the courtyard and went up to the bandit mountain alone.

Overnight, more than 300 mountain bandits on the mountain died under his sword, and this matter spread all over the world, and everyone in the world knew that An Weak Lu of the Wind Chasing Mansion was a strong swordsman who was hidden in the city.

But few people know that in the past 30 years or so, the swordsmith who forged two first-class famous swords in one go was the same person as him. ”

Ji Yuanzhi and Li Shen played chess.

The two sword pills, one white and one black, in Zhong Yubai's hand were like two Go chess pieces, colliding in his hands.

And the man in black had a curiosity in his eyes.

"The news has spread, this Lu Jing can actually go to Zhang Wu Dao in such a short time, and he is indeed a person who can give up.

The spear born in Lutan...... Even the immortals had to covet it, but he easily gave it to Yu Dongshen. ”

Zhong Yubai smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I already knew Lu Jingqi's temperament, and that magic spear with Yu Dongshen didn't bury him."

With the help of the Lutan silver spear, Yu Dongshen ascended to the realm of heaven and man, and not long ago, the sky over Chong'an Sanzhou was surging, and thunder was everywhere.

On the third day after that, Yu Dongshen had already climbed the city wall and watched the Northern Qin army retreat, which shows that Yu Dongshen had passed the first thunderstorm and created a real Tianfu.

The atmosphere of young people can often give birth to a new atmosphere in the world. ”

Li Shen pushed the "cart" forward and ate Ji Yuanzhi's "horse", his face showed some pride, his eyes were still staring at the chessboard and said: "The Chong'an Palace's palace has always been grateful for its kindness.

Not to mention the three hundred tiger warriors and Shi Daiqing.

Just this weak deer came to Beijing to forge a sword for Lu Jing, which can be regarded as a great reward.

It's just that I don't know if this weak deer hasn't forged a sword for too long, and whether the skill of forging a sword is still the same as before? ”

Ji Yuanzhi also buried his head in looking at the chessboard, I don't know if he saw the smile on Li Shen's face, but he just crossed the mountain with a cannon, ate the elephant that probed forward, and took Li Shen's army again.

Li Shen couldn't laugh anymore.

Taking advantage of his thoughts, Ji Yuanzhi looked up at the sky, only to feel that the wind and clouds in the sky were getting thicker and heavier.

"The West Tower is approaching, and Shui Yunjun will personally settle the responsibility for the mortal world's deprivation of the authority to call for wind and rain.

Although Lu Jing seems to be proud of the spring breeze now, he is actually still in a great crisis.

If the sword is successful, it may be able to give Lu Jing a little more certainty of passing the catastrophe.

But I just don't know...... Is this sword in time. ”

Ji Yuanzhi is familiar with hundreds of classics, and he is a famous Confucian in the world, and his knowledge is extraordinary.

When he opened his mouth like this, Zhong Yubai on the side frowned: "It sometimes takes decades to make a good sword.

It's a pity that the West Tower in the sky doesn't have much time left for Lu Jing and An Weaklu. ”

Zhong Yubai's voice just fell.

The man in black coughed lightly and said, "It's easy to do, I got a fire from Yanggu."

I originally wanted to use it to step into the Great Dragon Elephant Realm, but unfortunately the road ahead is vast, but my cultivation path seems to have reached the extreme.

Since it is an extreme realm, even if this fire is beneficial to me, I am afraid that it is limited, so it is better to ...... than waste such a treasure."

Fu Wudao did not finish.

Li Shen, who was pondering the way to solve the situation, suddenly raised his head when he heard Fu Wudao's words.

He leaned forward and asked carefully, "Is the fire from Yu Yuan in Brother Wudao's mouth ......?"

Zhong Yubai and Ji Yuanzhi's eyes also changed, and this courtyard became silent.

The man in black, whom Li Shen called Brother Wudao, stretched out two fingers and gently twisted them from the void.

"Purple Fire ......," Zhong Yubai sighed in his tone.

Ji Yuanzhi squinted his eyes at the man in black in front of him.

"Brother Wudao has to think clearly, Lu Jing is my minister of Dafu after all, and he is the prince of my Dafu country.

Brother Wudao is willing to give up this purple fire, and give Lu Jing Purple Fire to cast a sword, you can be a brother without Dao, if there is an accident in the future.

The sword forged by the purple fire is only afraid that it will become a moat in front of Brother Wudao. ”

When Ji Yuanzhi said this, Li Shen was obviously extremely surprised, and then he became a little afraid: "Mr. Ji...... Can't you just talk nonsense? ”

Ji Yuanzhi was obviously not afraid, he only shook his head and said: "The Holy Monarch has great courage, except that the chess game of heaven and earth is contrary to my thoughts.

He is still the king of my heart.

What do you think...... Fu Wudao and Zhong Yubai entered Taixuanjing together, and the holy monarch and the court didn't know? ”

"A hundred flowers bloom in Taixuanjing, and there are many ideas, and the Holy Monarch is not ignorant, but he just turns a blind eye.

It is precisely because of this that I dare to let the crown prince and master of the Lixia Kingdom live in my mansion for a long time.

Because of this, standing in the position of a friend, I still have to remind Brother Wudao that Lu Jing is my great duke. ”

Ji Yuan's words proved that this man in black seemed to have a deep hatred for Da Fu.

Li Shen and Zhong Yubai were silent.

Li Shen didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhong Yubai was close to Lu Jing, and naturally hoped that Fu Wudao, a Yuyuan purple fire, could be used to forge a sword for Lu Jing.

But he has been in Northwest Dao for more than a year, and he has also had a deep friendship with Fu Wudao.

Fu Wudao and him have the same interests, and they are both ministers of the dead country, and they have the same view of the world.

Even the West Tower in the sky will fall into the world, with the identity of Fu Wudao, and the past of assassinating Emperor Chongtian several times, but he still dares to come to Taixuanjing and wait for the opportunity to help Lu Jing......

This kind of pride also makes Zhong Yubai admire.

But what Ji Yuanzhi said is also true, Lu Jing is the Duke of Jingguo after all, and Fu Wudao has the ambition to restore the country, so he always has to worry more.

So Zhong Yubai was as silent as Li Shen and did not persuade him.

On the contrary, Fu Wudao, who was clothed in black, only shook his head when he heard Ji Yuanzhi's words.

"It's not that a young man like Lu Jing is magnificent, I'm already in the twilight, but I also admire a young man like Lu Jing.

I just didn't think about it, so what if I gave him a purple fire? ”

"Besides...... I listened to what Lu Jing did in the middle of the river, and I also watched his dragon slaying text, and I saw the monument to the people he erected.

After entering Taixuanjing, he happened to hand over the fold again, daring to do whatever he wanted, and angrily reprimanded Taichong Longjun.

Such a character is actually out of place for this Tai Xuanjing. ”

Ji Yuanzhi, Li Shen, and Zhong Yubai all understood.

They looked at the vague smile on Fu Wudao's face, and understood that Fu Wudao was making a big gamble.

"Even if Lu Jing is incompatible with Taixuanjing, but with the experience of Sword Armor Shang Min, it is not easy for him to leave Taixuanjing." Ji Yuanzhi stood up, turned around and walked into the east hall.

When he returned to the pavilion again, there was an extra white bone in his hand.

"The reason why I wrote that sentence to send the gods back to the green mountains is actually because of the gods and ghosts of the hundred ghosts and mountains."

Ji Yuanzhi spread out his palm and looked at the white bone in his hand.

Li Shen and Zhong Yubai didn't know what was in Ji Yuan's hands.

Fu Wudao frowned suddenly, he took a step forward, and his burly body pressed towards the thin and old Ji Yuanzhi like a mountain.

"This is the Yama phalange?" Fu Wudao asked.

Ji Yuanzhi's voice was slow: "With Yu Yuan's purple fire, coupled with the iron sword in An Qiaolu's hand, the Yama finger bone that I have treasured all my life can be regarded as having a place to go." ”

Fu Wudao seemed to be extremely surprised, and he was silent for seven or eight breaths, and then said: "In this way, even if Na'an is weak and the deer is lacking in skills, or he is unwilling to forge a sword."

With the purple fire, with the Yama finger bone, with the dragon bone of the Taichong Dragon Monarch, plus when Lu Jing was promoted to the Duke of the Kingdom, the Dongtu Mountain Spirit and Tianlu Flame given by Emperor Chongtian could cast a sword comparable to the black gold of Tu Xian.

Tu Xian's black gold is the sword of Emperor Chongtian after all, but when this new sword was forged, it was fused with Lu Jing's divine thoughts, qi and blood, and it was tailor-made for him.

Lu Jing held a sword, and his power was not the same as that of Tu Xian's black gold. ”

"If you think about it carefully, there has been no famous sword in the world since the spirit tide."

……

Lu Jing stood on Jokhang Mountain, the huge statue of the Buddha went straight into the clouds, and the Buddha was rippling in the clouds and mist, which made people reverent.

By the stream at the foot of the mountain, Lu Chongshan was still sitting in front of the Buddha, reciting Buddhist classics.

Lu Yi stood beside Lu Jing and also looked at Lu Chongshan, his eyes were a little lonely.

"I don't know when my father would like to return to the house, but I often come to see him these days, but I find that he has become more and more religious, and he has studied the classics every day to the point of sleeplessness.

Third brother, look at his body, he is getting weaker and weaker, his face is getting paler and paler, if he continues like this, he is afraid of ......"

Lu Yi has changed dramatically from about two years ago.

There are a few more elegant hairpins on her head, and the original two ponytails have also changed into girlish buns, and even her cheerful personality has changed and become a little restrained.

"It's a good thing that you're leaving the Lu Mansion."

Lu Yi watched his father reciting scriptures, and was talking to Lu Jing in his mouth: "That mansion is as if it is dead, and it is not popular on weekdays.

The old lady is old, her eyes are not good, and she often can't hear others talking to her.

Sometimes when he can't hear it, he will lose his temper, except for the big girl of Mallow, and the maid next to him will not even dare to get too close to her. ”

"Brother Lu Qiong is reluctant to study, he always wants to travel the world, the eldest lord doesn't care, Mrs. Zhong is angry with him in every possible way but to no avail, plus the eldest lord accepted twelve concubines in just one year and gave birth to nine children.

Mrs. Zhong is angry with her body, a few days ago I heard Chunhui and the maid in my room whispering, it is said that Mrs. Zhong vomits blood every night, and the uncle does not look at her. ”

"Sister Ning Qiang doesn't want to get married, and the old lady is angry with her, and there is always a lot of trouble in a good house where food and clothing are not worried.

Third Brother Jing, fortunately, he left the house as soon as possible. ”

Lu Yi frowned, he really didn't know why the Lu Mansion had become the way it was now.

When she turned her head, she found that Lu Jing was looking at her carefully.

"Third Brother Jing, what's wrong with you?" Lu Yi asked suspiciously.

"You come with me." Lu Jing called Lu Yi, went down the Jokhang Mountain, and went to the South Hall.

In front of the south hall, someone planted some mountain mushrooms, but it was not yet harvest time.

Chenghui is fertilizing these mountain girls, and the smell is terrible.

Monk Shenxiu fled very far, commanding Chenghui at the top of his voice.

Until Lu Jing and Lu Yi came over.

The delicate and shy Chenghui noticed the smell on her body, and couldn't help blushing.

"Mr. Lu Jing." Monk Shenxiu seemed to have been nurtured by the deceased, so he greeted Lu Jing from afar, and then turned his head again and shouted at a thatched house, "Senior Brother Bodhisattva, come out quickly, Mr. Lu Jing, whom you mentioned to me before, is here." ”

"Abbot?" Lu Jing and Lu Yiju were both a little surprised.

But I saw that in the thatched hut, a monk with a short stature and a face that was not brilliant came out.

When the monk saw Lu Jing, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"The abbot monk of Da Lei Yin Temple, I have seen Jing Guogong."

The monk clasped his palms together and saluted to the landing scene.

Maybe it was because of the confusion in Lu Jing's eyes, the abbot monk added: "The monk's legal name at the time of the abbot is not his identity?" ”

"And such a name?"

What else would Lu Jing say, but Lu Yi on the side was quite surprised: "Isn't it chaotic to call the disciples of the Great Leiyin Temple?"

You are the abbot, and the abbot of Da Lei Yin Temple is also the abbot. ”

"The presiding officer of Da Lei Yin Temple is already a Buddha, not an abbot." The abbot monk squinted his eyes, glanced at Lu Yi with a smile, and then carefully admonished: "This female benefactor, what kind of trees can be planted in the house?" ”

Hearing this, Lu Jing raised his eyebrows.

Lu Yi replied: "There are all kinds of trees in the house, I don't know which one the master is talking about?" ”

The abbot monk touched the ring scar on his head, and seemed to notice something, but he didn't want to say more, so he only told Lu Yi and said: "On weekdays, a candle of Sanskrit incense is lit in the room from time to time, which is beneficial to the donor's sleep." ”

Lu Yi nodded, but he didn't take this sentence seriously.

"It's rare for Mr. Lu Jing to come to find me, I don't know what's going on?" Monk Shenxiu was dressed in a white monk's robe, and his delicate face was full of smiles.

Lu Yi was a little disdainful.

This monk is too flattering.

"I came to ask Master Shenxiu to borrow a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, but I only had a pen on my body, and the ink and paper were all used up." Lu Jing opened his mouth like this, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

Say goodbye in the middle of the river, but only a few months.

This Shenxiu monk actually broke another realm.

But he came to the Jokhang Temple several times, but he had never seen him cultivate, just like the cultivation of Shenxiu monk could enter the realm without cultivation.

Monk Shenxiu turned around and went back to the thatched house, found pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and moved the table.

"Mr. Lu Jing, do you want to write?" The abbot monk smiled kindly and poked his head out: "When I was in the Da Lei Yin Temple, I heard the pilgrims say that there is a unique land scene in cursive writing in the world.

This time, I made a special trip to Taixuanjing to find Mr. Lu Jing, but I didn't expect to see Mr. Lu Jing writing? ”

"Came to find Mr. Lu Jing?" Monk Shenxiu was suddenly a little annoyed: "Didn't Senior Brother Abbot say when he came that you came to Taixuanjing to find me to catch up with the past?" ”

The abbot and monk smiled: "Looking for Mr. Lu Jing and Senior Brother Shenxiu are actually special trips. ”

Lu Jing was about to write.

Lu Yi asked on his behalf, "Master, what are you doing when you come to find my third brother Jing?" ”

The abbot monk smiled brighter and brighter: "I came from the Great Leiyin Temple to forge a sword for Mr. Lu Jing. ”

(End of chapter)