Chapter 245 The Immortal and Wisdom Man Lu Jing

Storms and clouds gathered in the middle of the river, and those who gathered in this disaster place were not only the strong men of Dafu and many dragons.

The sage who sat high in the Taixuan Capital issued an edict that, with the exception of the Northern Qin Dynasty, all the heroes from all over the world could enter the middle road 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 this place will not be 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 beads around his neck. He has beautiful features and deep eyes.

This monk, one of the Buddhist disciples of Landa Temple, who wanted to become enlightened by killing, was standing on a high place, looking down at the refugees in the distance.

This is the southern part of Hezhong Road. In a majestic city, there is an endless stream of victims lining up in a long line that can't be seen, heading into the distance.

Lian'e frowned. He had never been afraid of killing in his life, but when he saw so many victims who were hungry and emaciated, he still felt a little strange in his heart.

The eyes of many victims are full of reluctance to leave their homeland, but they can only embark on the road to escape.

If you stay in your homeland, you will have to feed on corpses.

While Lu Jing was thinking, he took out a pen and paper and wrote on the piece of paper.

"A poor monk does not kill people just because of a gap." Lian'e's expression did not change: "Since you uphold the wrathful Dharma, you should kill all the people in the world who deserve to be killed. This will sweep the world away and achieve your own success."

He shook his head to himself but did not answer.

Lianye who was on the side heard An Nijing's words, but smiled slightly: "When the Hezhong Road incident happens, you two can go to Gyeonggi Road, Sunan Road, Jiangnan Road, Beichuan Road... from Taixuanjing to have a look.

"It's just that... Lu Jing is too young. Considering my age, asking him for an explanation would inevitably make me a little embarrassed."

But in the end, her eyes remained firm.

Pick up the pen.

"I secretly came to Hezhongdao. It would be very bad if my mother found out.

In a dark mountain stream, three real dragons and five dragons were dripping with blood.

At that time, you two will realize that Dafu is still Dafu and is still prosperous and shining in the sun."

The biggest difference between humans and livestock is probably that they will never cannibalize themselves unless absolutely necessary.

Qi Hanzhang raised his eyebrows slightly.

The Buddhist disciple of Landuo Temple was straightforward, and Qi Hanzhang was a little surprised: "Lu Jing is a scholar and a well-known genius in Dafu. Master killed Lu Jing and was not afraid of other disasters?"

The person who spoke to Fozi Lian'e was Qi Hanzhang, a young calligrapher from the State of Qi.

Time passed in a hurry, and soon... the news that Lu Jing was searching for the real dragon spread to the ears of many people.

"Announcement of good news?" Lian'e thought of Lu Jing's Fuguang Sword Qi, which was born out of Mr. Fourth's human sword intention, and also thought of Mr. Guanqi who was punished by the heavenly fairyland...

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

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

When a generation of geniuses rises, they must step over countless corpses and endure countless catastrophes, but... it is not easy to attract the attention of fallen immortals.

"Such a lot of treasures are of no use to me. When I return to Taixuan Capital, I can build a few more charity halls."

When Qi Hanzhang heard Lian'e mentioning the terrifying Qi State Court, a chill flashed through his heart, and the hairs on his body stood up.

"The Imperial Court must have a plan! Otherwise, they would never have allowed the Blood Sacrifice Formation to do such evil."

"It's just that he is not worthy of me taking off the discipline beads now. When he gets stronger..."

There is also a dragon and pan formation in this mountain stream.

An Nijing's spiritual consciousness transmitted sound and fell into Qi Hanzhang's mind.

An Nijing turned his head and looked at the guqin used in sacrifices. He also thought of the blood-colored flowers in the hands of the female immortal, and there was always something strange in his heart.

The Rain Calling Sword shone with golden thunder and turned into a ray of aurora, mixed with the blazing sword energy, flying across the mountain stream.

The white guqin next to An Nijing made an inexplicable pizzicato sound.

Qi Hanzhang Zeze marveled: "This Lu Jing is really surprising."

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

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

Fozi Lian'e did not agree with Qi Hanzhang's words, and shook his head and said: "Being born before Tianjiao is a kind of fate in itself. Hanzhang's donor is older than Lu Jing, which is also an advantage. Why be embarrassed?"

At this moment, An Nijing seemed to have heard something, and there was still some confusion in his eyes.

There were children, both old and young. The youngest looked to be only three years old. He was sitting on the ground crying. He must have been very hungry.

Lian'e and Qi Hanzhang noticed An Nijing's strangeness and followed An Nijing's gaze to the sky.

"Even for a person with immortal wisdom, there is no way for an immortal to fall to earth and take him to heaven."

However, Lian E believes that perhaps after traveling thousands of miles away, there will be many more people who have no choice among these victims.

…

She took out a white flower from her arms and placed it on a dying man lying on the roadside.

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

Qi Hanzhang was wearing a long black coat and a high Confucian crown from Qi State, and his body was full of scholarly atmosphere.

"Sir, you are right. Young people should be strong and their blood should be hotter.

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

"The Hengshan Temple offers sacrifices to the Five Cities on the Twelfth Floor. If we can get the immortal's method again, it will be a good thing for the Qi State.

An Nijing hesitated: "Lu Jing seems to be a person of immortal wisdom. A fairy or an immortal seems to have taken a fancy to him and wants to... take him to the fairyland with the help of blood mist and inherit the immortal's method."

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

"Or maybe... Lu Jing is worthy of me taking off the Buddhist beads of commandment, shining his soul on the star, and realizing the way to kill."

When the real dragon dies completely.

"Even if you practice the wrathful Dharma, if you are afraid of disaster, how can you achieve success?"

"If he can really ascend to heaven, what's the problem if I go to war with him?"

An Nijing hesitated for a while, then glanced at Lian'e and said, "These two immortals have inherited the destiny and have no time to do other things. They ordered me... to find Lu Jing first."

This is not a bad thing for Qi State."

“The drought has lasted too long. It was originally only in the western part of Hezhongdao, but it started two years ago and has spread to the entire Hezhongdao.

Qi Hanzhang said: "The road in the middle of the river is vast, and the number of people affected by the disaster is probably tens of millions or tens of millions. What can we do if we bring more dry food?"

"No wonder at first glance, this world-famous Buddhist disciple of Landa Temple only has the cultivation of divine fire.

Qi Hanzhang and Lian'e looked solemn.

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

It is said that Qi Hanzhang, a young calligrapher, was only two or three years away from his establishment.

But even so, he was still able to slay the real dragon and break the dragon-pan formation, which made many strong men who had heard of Lu Jing's name become suspicious...

I am also deeply surprised, how can I get to the Candle Star Mountain in the Divine Fire Realm?"

"But... it is a huge plan, but it has to be paid for with countless lives... How are the Gungun princes in the Dafu court different from monsters?"

The temple is dedicated to immortals, and the neon banners are also part of the Hengshan Temple's harp festival, so I was a little excited when I saw the immortals dying."

The roadside in the river is littered with bones, which is shocking.

"Thousands of creatures can die under this dragon-pan formation, but you worms can't?"

An Nijing's eyes flashed with a bit of unbearability.

Buddha Zi Lian'e put his palms together and said, "It's rare to have a compassionate heart when offering sacrifices to a musical instrument."

The same goes for the immortals on the ground, holding the red flowers in their hands and walking into the clouds.

As An Nijing stroked his sleeves, a spiritual thought controlled his vitality and blew up smoke and dust all over the sky.

An Nijing looked at Lian'e curiously and asked: "Master, have you seen that Lu Jing?"

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

The immortal bowed down and held the white flower without moving.

Therefore, only on very rare occasions will Master Lian'e take off his discipline beads and face the enemy in full glory..."

But after all, I am a native of the Qi State, Gu Chenxiao is the prince of the Qi State, the Seven-Star Sword Constellation, Shangui Gaoliju are all strong men of our Qi State, I have my own sense of proportion in my heart, and we have to find an explanation from him."

"I will accompany you to find him to bring him good news, and you can also discuss calligraphy with Lu Jing. This road is lonely, and it is a good thing to become friends with people of the same profession."

Master Lian'e's eyes were firm, and then he secretly said in his heart: "Besides... when Emperor Mi was in his dream, he saw that the sky was moving in the library, the bright stars were falling, the tall buildings were withered, and the mountains and rivers were gradually becoming barren.

If it dries up, the library will not last long, so why should we be afraid?"

The immortal in the sky smiled slightly, then turned around and looked at An Nijing.
To be continued...