There are not a few gods and star palaces in the world, but there are not many people who can look directly at the sky and see through the immortals.

The thunder tribulation barrier of heaven and man and human immortals is like a high mountain, pressing on the top of the heads of thousands of strong people, and if you don't cross the thunder tribulation, you can't bear it after all, and you can't see the truth of heaven and earth.

Jiang Xianshi was born with a wise eye, saw the mystery in the sky, and also saw the west building that called for wind and rain, and thought in his heart how to make Jing Guoan survive this catastrophe.

"The vein of Taihua is the key to the immortals, Jing Guogong has become a Japanese minister, he only needs to practice the veins, with his talent, he will be able to become a human immortal one day.

The human immortals and the veins of Taihua complement each other, and they may be able to break free from the shackles of the emperor of mountains and rivers. ”

Jiang Xianshi sat quietly in the small courtyard, looking at Lu Jing, who was talking to Li Jingang, thinking like this in his heart.

He came to Taixuanjing and came to the small courtyard of Lu Jing, only to know that Jing Guogong did not sit still.

"The good name and talent on weekdays, coupled with his temperament of slaying dragons and his exploits in calling for wind and rain in the middle of the river, although this young prince has only traveled far away, he has become famous all over the world.

It's just that what I think in my heart is quite shocking, but I don't know if Jing Guogong has such courage. ”

Jiang Xian's long coat fell to the ground, elegant and handsome.

He didn't know what he was thinking, and his gaze took off Lu Jing again and fell to the sky.

Vaguely, Zhao Qingping, the first immortal of the West Building in the sky, was sitting on a treasure altar, facing the slanting wind and drizzle, and the figure of the West Building appeared in his eyes.

"I just don't know...... Will the Holy Monarch allow the Taihua Vein to come to Gyeonggi Province. ”

……

"When autumn comes, September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after they bloom."

"The heavenly incense array penetrates the Taixuan, and the city is full of golden armor."

Nan Fengmian squatted in front of a scholar vendor selling words in Qidu Market.

He looked at this poem, and his drunken eyes finally revealed some clarity.

The real person who woke up also seemed to be aware of it, and brought a few wisps of breeze, blowing the ends of the scattered hair of the south wind.

"Hawker, this poem is Mr. Lu Jing, who copied the calligraphy and painting of Dafu Taixuanjing.

It's also Jingcao, but it can be returned to your eyes? ”

The scholar saw that Nan Fengmian was a little drunk, and saw that he was equipped with a knife at his waist, so he was a little afraid that Nan Fengmian would be drunk, so he asked cautiously.

Nan Fengmian took the three-foot papyrus and said, "Your cursive script is neither its shape nor its meaning, let alone the sharpness of Lu Jing's cursive script." ”

The scholar was stunned for a moment, glanced up and down at Nan Fengmian, and said with a wry smile: "What kind of person is Mr. Lu Jing, he has been canonized as the Duke of Jingguo by the Great Fu Shengjun, and he is also a famous Yuanshen monk and Mr. Shulou.

They teach cursive in places like the Shulou, and being able to be famous for calligraphy and painting in a place like Taixuanjing can not be compared to a down-and-out scholar like me, who fled south. ”

Nan Fengmian was silent, as if he was carefully pondering the few lines of poetry.

"Why did Lu Jing write these poems?"

After a long time, Nan Fengmian asked.

The scholar shook his head blankly: "Da Fu Shizi, all of them have transmitted these few poems, and it is said that after my flowers bloom, a sentence of killing a hundred flowers has even reached the ears of the Great Candle King."

It's just that I don't know why Jing Guogong wrote these poems. ”

Nan Fengmian said to himself: "These few lines of poetry are heroic and dry, but they are full of decisiveness, Lu Jing must have encountered difficulties.

However, he still has the ambition to wear gold armor and break the enemy, which is really not easy. ”

The middle-aged scholar smiled and kept silent.

He didn't know who the swordsman in front of him was, one bite at a time, Lu Jing, as if he was very familiar with Jing Guogong.

The scholar didn't dare to speak, but he was a little disapproving.

"Qi Guo really has all kinds of characters, with knives, he only pointed to me as a character seller on the pen and ink, and he has a big tone, I think he is a person who loves to show off."

The scholar thought so in his heart.

Nan Fengmian took out a broken silver from his waist, handed it to the scholar casually, took the painting and turned around and left.

The scholar weighed the silver in his hand, bit it with his teeth, and suddenly his eyes showed joy.

"It's still better to sell Jing Guogong's calligraphy and paintings, but it's a pity that I can't make that real dragon Izumo map, otherwise I should be able to sell it for an excellent price."

Nan Fengmian walked with the awake real people on the muddy streets and alleys.

In this street, even the shouting merchants are weak, and the corner of their eyes is always looking at the passers-by, or the peers who are buying and selling.

Qi is a land of evil, if you are not careful, sometimes you don't even know how to die.

It's ridiculous......

However, there are still many people who take risks and come to this evil country to seek a living.

Most of them are scholars and cultivators who have long since died in the country, but there are no scholars and cultivators who have left their household registration.

If Dafu is still the overlord of the world, if Northern Qin does not rise, there will always be a place for them in the 36 Dao of Dafu.

But now, the war between Northern Qin and Dafu is in full swing, and people like them, whether they go to Northern Qin or Dafu, they will inevitably have a brand on their faces and go to the front line to be a front spear army.

The front spear is actually cannon fodder, these people really don't want to die under the wheels of the chariot of Northern Qin's burning fire, most of them fled to the Western Regions, fled to the demon country on the sea, and fled to a small country that is remote and is still surviving.

It's a pity that the kings of the Western Regions rebelled and were no longer willing to be under the actual control of Dafu, and the Marquis of Zhongshan was sweeping through the Western Regions with 180,000 elites.

The princess of the demon kingdom on the sea was taken away again, and the demon emperor was furious, and the anger turned into a wave that turned the demon kingdom on the sea upside down.

Too many people have died because of it.

As a result, the exiles had to come to this Qi country to beg for a living.

Nan Fengmian took this letter, and squatted on the muddy ground not far from the White Bone Palace, thinking about it carefully, and he was also a little worried in his heart.

"Maybe I should go back?"

"It's just that I boasted about Haikou in front of Lu Jing at the beginning, saying that I was going to marry the dog head of King Qi Yuan.

If you go back like this now, you will inevitably be laughed at by him. ”

"But if he doesn't go back, he wears gold armor, and it's naturally best for flowers to bloom and kill flowers, in case he dies......"

"I don't know what happened to Lu Jing."

Nan Fengmian was worried, and the sword intent on his body inadvertently roared.

In addition to being as free and easy as the breeze, the sword intent also carries the dominance of the south wind.

In addition to being free and easy, the light of the sword was as bright as the moon and the clear light, and it was indescribably brilliant.

He had been away from Taixuanjing for more than a year.

If the old friends in Taixuanjing saw Nan Feng Mian at this time, they would definitely be surprised by Nan Feng Mian's unusual martial arts entry.

has the bright moon to accompany him, and there is Zhenwu in his dream.

He is no longer the swordsman who shines on the stars in the past.

"I know the origin of Mr. Lu Jing's poems."

Nan Fengmian was fascinated, and suddenly a voice came from behind him.

He turned his head and saw a monk with six scars burning his head, smiling and bending down to look at him.

Nan Fengmian's eyes froze, and he took out a broken silver from his belt and threw it into the ring bowl held by the monk.

Boom ......

There was a wonderful sound of silver striking the ring.

The monk took out the silver and bit it with his teeth, so he made a Buddha name with one hand and said, "The authority of Jingguo Gong to call the wind and rain is against the rules of the heavenly immortals.

Shui Yunjun will take the heavens and the west downstairs to the earth, and will kill Jing Guogong. ”

"Heavenly West Tower Shui Yunjun?" Nan Fengmian held the hilt of the knife and asked, "The west building in the sky is in the west and the emperor is coming from the lower realm, and the strong man in my world just sits and watches?" ”

"Amitabha."

The monk replied: "The two imperial courts, the nine top sects in the world, and the sects that hold the bull's ears are all bound by the rules and cannot be moved.

The heavens are powerful, and the water scooping country that was swallowed by natural disasters is still burning with remnant fires, which have not been extinguished for thirty-six years.

The world still needs to breathe, and it also needs to take advantage of the opportunity of the next spiritual tide, how can you really tear your face with them? ”

"The world has long lost face." Nan Fengmian put away the painting and said: "I am not a member of the two imperial courts, nor am I a member of the sect, walking, I don't want to kill a few immortals, it is not a violation of the rules." ”

Nan Fengmian turned around and left.

Although he spoke in a quiet voice, his right hand gripping the hilt of the knife revealed his worries.

"It's too late."

The monk's eyes were clear and he shook his head: "The wind comes in the morning, and the rain comes in the evening."

It's okay to leave earlier, but now it's about to dawn, and the wind and rain are coming, Nan Gongzi will go again, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to catch up with the wind and rain. ”

Nanfengmian's breath stagnated, but he still moved forward.

As soon as the monk's mind moved, a voice fell into Nan Fengmian's ears: "You won't kill the King of Qi Yuan?" ”

Nanfeng Mian's thoughts were contending, and the sword intent was Sensen: "King Qi Yuan's head is not as important as Lu Jing's life. ”

"I know I can't catch up, so why go?" The monk said: "Go and collect the body for Lu Jing?"

Shui Yunjun personally fell into the mortal, Lu Jing was really going to die, and he would definitely not be able to leave a whole corpse. ”

Nan Fengmian suddenly frowned, and turned his head to look at the monk: "Where does the master come from?" ”

The monk ignored Nan Fengmian's inquiry, and said to himself: "In my dream, I saw a bright moon rising into the sky and shining directly on my body.

I also saw a True Martial God Monarch staring at you. ”

"Nanfeng Mian, this Northern Qi is your chance, and it may eventually turn into a place of enlightenment.

You just leave like this, only afraid that the opportunity will escape, and the land of enlightenment will become your final place of burial.

You don't care? ”

Nanfeng Mian walked slightly.

The monk thought that Nan Fengmian was moved by him, and continued: "Even if you rush at this moment, it won't help much, it's better to stay in Qi than this, one day you kill the king of Qi Yuan, everyone in the world will remember your exploits, and your powerful sword will also be successful." ”

Nan Fengmian frowned and pondered.

The monk was about to continue talking, but Nan Fengmian suddenly turned around and strode in front of the monk.

"Master, I don't know why you came here, but since you know my name, I can trust you with my life, and I hope you can take care of me for the time being...... Close relatives. ”

"Loved ones?" The monk couldn't help but be stunned.

Nan Fengmian pointed to the alley far away, and was about to speak, but there was a wave of dizziness in his mind.

The next moment he lost consciousness.

"I thought I had moved him, but I never thought that this Nan Fengmian was actually thinking about his maid."

The monk hated that iron does not become steel.

He held Nan Fengmian's body in his hand, and two teenagers, a man and a woman, leaned out of the alley not far away.

"Master, why do you pretend to be a monk to deceive Nan Gongzi."

Su Jianlin said: "I have an obsession in my heart, I heard the news that my friend was robbed, but I was willing to give up the rare opportunity to rush back to Taixuanjing without hesitation, Nan Gongzi is a chivalrous man." ”

Su Jianchuan glanced at his mouth and said, "If you want me to say, this Nanfeng Mian is too upright, he knows that he can't catch up, but he still has to go back to Taixuanjing."

Once I return to Taixuanjing, I am afraid that it will not be so easy to come out again. ”

"When he shines on the stars five times, Tai Xuanjing is unwilling to let him go.

In just over a year, he went straight to the Star Palace as if he had eaten an elixir, and he repeatedly dreamed of the True Martial God Monarch.

Such a character, if I were the Emperor of Heaven, I would not want to let him go. ”

Su Jianlin glanced at Su Jianchuan and was about to refute a few words.

The monk on the side turned into a purple-robed Taoist.

The Dao man looked at Nan Fengmian in front of him and said, "This opportunity for him is rare in the world.

But it's not just as simple as reflecting the True Martial Emperor Star, he saw the True Martial Emperor in his dream, maybe it was like the Dongting Sanren hundreds of years ago, but the True Martial Emperor walked in the world.

He couldn't leave this Qi capital, especially when he knew that he wouldn't be able to catch up with Lu Jing's catastrophe. ”

Su Jianchuan and Su Jianlin both nodded.

After a few breaths, Su Jianchuan said with some worry: "Master, you have repeatedly wanted to take Nan Gongzi as an apprentice.

If he had known of such deceit today, would he not have plucked out your beard? I even worship you as a teacher. ”

Su Jianlin raised his hand and knocked on Su Jianchuan's head: "Obviously, it was a great monk who knocked out Nangongzi, we happened to come to find him, and we saved his life by fighting with that great monk for three hundred rounds!" ”

Su Jianchuan nodded suddenly.

The purple-robed deer breeder also gave Su Jianlin a thumbs up.

……

The guests dispersed.

Lu Jing was still sitting in the courtyard where the orchids were in full bloom.

He held a letter in his hand, and his eyes were not calm before, but became a little softer.

"Lu Jing, I have repeatedly wanted to come to Taixuanjing, and the two masters imprisoned me on the statue of Taihao, pointing like a peak, and all I saw were white clouds.

Fortunately, I met a swordsman who was willing to deliver a letter for me, so I was able to write this letter. ”

……

The letter naturally went to Chen Xuanwu of Taihaoque.

Chen Xuanwu's letters are all short of some parents, writing about the beautiful scenery of Taihaoque, and writing about the strictness and kindness of his two masters.

He carefully asked the girl in the Flower Pavilion if she was okay.

And then...... This simple, somewhat naïve teenager suddenly turned his pen.

"I heard from several pilgrims.

You know that I am a little timid, and I am a little afraid of death, and I have never seen the big world, so I thought about it for a few days and nights before I planned to come to help you.

But later, the master locked me up in Taihao Finger Mountain, which was too high, and I didn't dare to look down.

The eldest master and the second master were determined not to let me go, and they were indifferent to me whether I jumped the mountain or went on a hunger strike.

Every time I jumped off the mountain, I went back in the blink of an eye, and I didn't eat for dozens of days without hunger, which was really annoying. ”

"I haven't been with Lu Jing for a long time, but you are also my only friend, as you said, my friend is in trouble, but I can't come to help, it really makes me feel that life is boring."

When Lu Jing saw this, he seemed to see Chen Xuanwu's half-dead face with drooping eyelids, and he couldn't help laughing.

He continued to look down, his eyes suddenly changing slightly.

"Suffering, suffering, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

It's better to wait until the immortal falls into the mortal world, and I will show you the starlight.

They can stop me from leaving Taihaoque, but they can't stop you from stepping on the starlight to come to me.

When you come to Taihaoque, the two masters will not drive you away, and they will definitely help you. ”

"This Taihaoque is very magical, maybe even the heavenly immortals can't ......."

"Starbreaker takes you!"

(End of chapter)