It's already dark.

The half-moon crescent moon hung high in the left half of the sky, and in the pale blue sky dome on the Great Wilderness Mountain, there were also a few remnant stars scattered there.

A bonfire was erected under the moonlight and starlight.

Everyone sat around the bonfire, and Daoist Huang Long looked at the rich lady on the other side of the bonfire with some vigilance.

The eyes of the black-clothed female officer swirled on Lu Jing and Huang Long's Daogu from time to time.

When she looked at Lu Jing, it was difficult to hide the respect in her eyes.

Not long ago, the female officer clearly saw Lu Jing's sword qi gurgling out, flowing into the clouds and mist like the moonlight of the stars and moons, erecting a sword-holding mountain, and beheading seven heavenly visitors.

Her princess's plan to help Lu Jing at a critical moment and repay her kindness was like a passing water, and it had to dissipate like those passing clouds.

Because of this, even if this female official has seen a lot of the world, she does have full respect for Lu Jing.

As for her looking at Huang Long Daogu, although she was silent and her eyes looked just ordinary, there was still a hostility hidden in the deepest part of it.

Synaesthesia dust is indeed too precious.

As the treasure of Nanzhao Gantong Temple, it is also the treasure of Nanzhao.

Even in the whole world, there are very few magic weapons that can be compared with synaesthesia dust.

More importantly, unlike other precious magic weapons, this magic weapon has no need for the holder's cultivation, and even the Yuanshen monks of the Rizhao realm can control and control such treasures.

The only thing needed is about the recognition of synaesthesia dust.

And once this recognition is obtained, such as the battle on the Great Wilderness Mountain, the female Taoist in front of her, who is an ordinary cultivator, is just in the realm of the stars, but she can summon the Heavenly King to descend into the world, although it cannot be compared with the real Qiankun and the Great Dragon Elephant Monk, but it is enough to be equal to the Pure Yang and Yuque Monks.

And such precious treasures originally belonged to Nanzhao and Gantong Temple, but now they are in the hands of this Dao Gu in front of them.

Her own princess and her knew that she was emotional and reasonable, but to no avail, which inevitably made the female official in black angry.

"Nanzhao Buddhism master, Yongping forty-eight years champion Zheng Pinghu in the "Yongdao Zhi" section 42 has a record, this synaesthesia dust was originally born in Yu Yuan, and later fell into the hands of the Taiwu Dynasty national teacher, and then the great Fu Taizu, Taizong raised troops, the king of the people and Chen Ba first killed the two emperors of Taiwu and the national teacher, and this dust fell into the hands of the founding emperor of Qi State.

After that, the founding emperor of Qi gave this thing to the former sword leader General Bahu, hoping to get the help of General Bahu until General Bahu died, and this dust was obtained by the host of the Gantong Temple who went out to travel. ”

"In addition to the "Yongdao Chronicles", among the classics in the world, there are "Chaoyin Jing" by Huang Yuanjun of Qi State, "Yu Yuan Ji" written by an unknown celebrity in the Taiwu Dynasty, and even the miscellaneous records written by Yu Xian, a traveling merchant in Dafu, can prove this matter."

Lu Jingpan sat in front of the bonfire, holding a few dead branches in one hand, adding firewood to the bonfire, and his eyes fell on the dancing flames and spoke eloquently.

"After all, Lu Jing lives in Taihua Mountain, and he is an old acquaintance with Huang Long Daogu, Huang Long Daogu...... He also came to help me with this treasure.

Although I don't know the identities of the two, since I know the origin of this synaesthesia dust, I naturally can't keep my mouth shut, and I have to say a few words. ”

Lu Jing seemed to count the treasures of the family, and said a series of books, all of which could be checked, which was Lu Jing's accumulation on the self-cultivation tower.

He was originally in the self-cultivation tower, and he had already read many classics in the world.

Later, there were too many trivial things, although Lu Jing was also studying in his spare time, this was not as old as those years in the self-cultivation tower after all.

Until he came to Taihua Mountain, the days on Taihua Mountain were long and peaceful.

Together with Lu Jing, he came to the self-cultivation tower of Taihua Mountain, and there were many books that Lu Jing had never read, so these days, in addition to teaching those children on Taihua Mountain, he was accompanied by the classics, miscellaneous notes, and travelogues in the self-cultivation tower, but he also had a lot of gains.

The female official of Nanzhao couldn't help but be a little surprised when she heard Lu Jing easily say the names of the three or five books, and traced the origin of synaesthesia.

Princess Nanzhao was naturally surprised, she looked Lu Jing up and down, and only felt that this young man in white was worthy of being Mr. Shulou.

Huang Long Daogu said at this time: "This dust is left by my master, I don't know if it is the synaesthesia dust in the mouths of the two, I only call it Huangwa dust."

The yellow tile dust has been in the Yellow Tile Taoist Temple in Taihua City for a long time, and it can't be thrown away in my hands. ”

The young mountain Taoist who had never seen the world pursed her lips and spoke, revealing stubbornness in her tone.

Princess Nanzhao thought about it carefully, and then looked at Lu Jing.

Lu Jing had already finished adding firewood in his hand, clapped his hands, and patted off some dust.

"If it weren't for Lu Jing to take a trip to the Great Wilderness Mountain, Huang Long Daogu wouldn't have to take the yellow tile to the dust down the mountain, although the heavenly pillar on Taihua Mountain is broken, it can cover the dust breath after all, and there will be no today's disputes.

Coupled with the dust in the Huangwa Taoist Temple, the origin is tortuous, and it is not said that it belongs to anyone, and I don't know how to fall in the Huangwa Taoist Temple, so it flows into the Nanzhao Gantong Temple as before.

Therefore, Lu Jingyu was affectionate and courteous, and had to intervene in this matter and make peace for this matter. ”

Princess Nanzhao showed a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and said with a smile: "Sir, when it comes to the primordial treasure like synaesthesia dust, how can you make peace at will?"

If it were changed to the period of war in Nanzhao, the synaesthesia dust would be enough to cause a big war, even today, the news of such treasures has flowed out, and I don't know how many monks will covet it.

Mr. Lu Jing is famous all over the world, noble in virtue, and has kindness with many people in the world, and has the pride to kill Taixuanjing, but what does this have to do with my Nanzhao? ”

The strange mark on Princess Nanzhao's forehead seemed to be glowing: "Yu Dongshen has already taken his nineteen horses to the Great Wilderness Mountain, and this is the other side of the mountain, too far away from Chongshan City.

Now on the Great Wilderness Mountain, in the end, there are only a few people in the world, Mr. Lu Jing, you kill the visitors from the sky with the truth of the world, and even the powerhouses of the Qiankun realm die in your hands.

But...... I am a real person in the world, so as you said, I am unreasonable today, and I want to let this synaesthesia dust fall into my Nanzhao country again, how can you stop it? ”

Hearing this Miss Huasheng's words, Ning Yandong suddenly became vigilant.

Huang Longdaogu's expression was slightly condensed, and she was also a little nervous.

The dust in her hand could vaguely perceive the unfathomable cultivation realm of the seemingly young rich lady in front of her, and the vitality flew down from the void, turning into a transparent waterfall and falling on the mark of her eyebrows, immersed in silence and stillness, extremely mysterious.

Because of this, Huang Long Daogu will also hold treasures such as synaesthesia dust, and hide from the two of them.

Only Lu Jing's expression did not change and shook his head and said: "This is not unreasonable, just now Lu Jing mentioned the origin of this dust, that is, it is also reasonable to say that the treasures are tossed and turned, and it is reasonable for this kind of treasure to be transferred to the Huangwa Taoist Temple, the princess said that it is reasonable for the synaesthesia dust to be attributed to the Nanzhao Gantong Temple, and now the princess wants to take away the dust according to the cultivation is naturally reasonable, and these truths cannot be said to be good or bad." ”

Hearing Lu Jing say the word princess, the expressions of Princess Nanzhao and the female official in black on the side all changed slightly.

Princess Nanzhao glanced at Lu Jing carefully and asked, "How does Mr. know my identity?" I have been practicing for a long time, not to mention this vast world, even many ministers of Nanzhao Kingdom may have long forgotten that there is such a princess as me in Nanzhao Kingdom. ”

Lu Jing smiled casually and said calmly: "I am angry with the Dafu Imperial Court, and I don't agree with the way of Northern Qin, but people always have to be prepared for danger in times of peace, and they have nothing to do on Taihua Mountain on weekdays, so they always have to study a way out, so as not to be killed in the future and don't know where to go." ”

"So I have read many classics and miscellaneous records of Nanzhao Kingdom, and it is recorded in "Shiji State Affairs" that Nanzhao Xunshelong sent Princess Fengyang to Da Leiyin Temple, and Chengdi Tibetan Bodhisattva saw her."

Princess Fengyang touched the Jizo wheel mark on her forehead, and couldn't help but shake her head, "Reading thousands of volumes can know the affairs of the world, if this is the case, only one sentence in such a cold book is mentioned, and it will be remembered by Mr. ”

"I didn't care about it originally, but here today, Miss Nanzhao, the Dizang Wheel, the Buddha's light and supernatural powers, and the treasure hunt for Nanzhao overlap, which inevitably reminds me of the Princess Fengyang recorded in the book." Lu Jingdao: "Just as I just said, since all the truths are somewhat reasonable, I can't complain about Princess Fengyang's robbery." ”

When he said this, he turned his head to Huang Long Daogu and said, "Daoguan, can you take a look at it from the dust?" ”

Huang Long Daogu was a little hesitant, but immediately saw Lu Jing's solemn expression, and remembered what Lu Jingsheng had done in the world, so he pressed the hesitation in his heart and handed the dust in his hand to Lu Jing.

Lu Jing looked down, the dust looked unusual, and there was nothing surprising about it falling into his hands.

"Such treasures can only exert their power after recognizing the Lord." Lu Jing whispered.

Princess Fengyang of Nanzhao on the side also looked at Lu Jing, and was wondering what Lu Jing had done, but suddenly saw Lu Jing snapping his fingers in an instant.

The dust in his hand was suddenly engulfed by a swift vitality and flew out of the three feet.

Princess Fengyang was about to stop her, but she was suddenly confused in front of her, even if she was already a monk in the Qiankun realm, she couldn't help but be covered for a moment.

In the land of three feet, a ray of light suddenly fell.

The night was already dark, and the moon was hanging high, like a jade-colored joke.

And the jade-colored satin seemed to have a drop of fragrant ash on it, burning through a piece.

The only difference is that the cloud that burned through the middle rose and turned into a cloud ladder in the blink of an eye.

The synaesthesia dust falls on the ladder and is obscured by the clouds.

Princess Fengyang's forehead was flickering, and her vitality was like a pool of cold water that washed away the wind and rain realm.

When she looked intently, she saw that on the cloud ladder in front of her, the vitality flowed wildly, straight to the sky, and she didn't know where to go.

"What kind of treasure is this?" Princess Fengyang was a little surprised.

Lu Jing replied frankly: "This is the ladder to climb the clouds, I got it from the Taixuan Palace, if Princess Fengyang wants to rob it, I will use this ladder to send the synaesthesia dust thousands of miles away." ”

He didn't lie, that day because of Mr. Guanqi, he brazenly shot his sword to Emperor Chongtian, and he got this strange thing - [Climbing Cloud Ladder].

The female officer in black was a little frightened, and went straight to thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye...... These treasures are truly wonderful.

Princess Fengyang frowned, she searched for seven or eight breaths, and suddenly her expression was slightly dark, and a smile appeared on her face again.

"The synaesthesia dust has been out for too long, in fact, my Nanzhao ministers can't remember this treasure for a long time, so it is impossible to let him wander for a few more years."

Princess Fengyang smiled: "Since I can't get this synaesthesia dust, why should I anger characters like Mr. Lu Jing?"

Today, we have a bonfire friendship, that is, it is better to talk about some family things than to be tense. ”

Hearing this, Lu Jing suddenly became a little curious.

The princess Nanzhao, who looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in front of her, is indeed a bit maverick.

He was about to speak.

Suddenly, there was the sound of horses' hooves on the mountain road.

Princess Fengyang and Lu Jing were puzzled......

With their cultivation, they didn't even notice that people were coming on the mountain road.

The black-clothed female officer also stood up and was about to face the mountain road.

But it was also at this time that there were two more horses and two people on the rugged mountain road.

Happily riding a horse at the front, it was a beautiful girl with two ponytails.

There was a faint smell of burnt food on the Great Wilderness Mountain, as if it was something like the sun, roasting everything more mature.

There was more red on the yellow rocks, as if a fire had been ignited, all the way to the sky.

Princess Fengyang and Lu Jingju both saw the figure behind the beautiful girl.

So they couldn't sit still any longer, and they all got up.

They saw a tall, majestic Northland horse sitting on a thin old man.

The old man held the reins and rode his horse at will, but in the eyes of Lu Jing and Princess Fengyang, the old man seemed to be holding a ribbon in the sky, like riding a round of the sun.

(End of chapter)