Chapter 258 Mortals are mortals after all. They cannot live forever, let alone have to die.

It was a real dragon transformed completely into white light.

The scales on the real dragon are pure white and flawless, filled with a dense aura.

Lu Jing sat motionless on the head of the white dragon. The white dragon took off, and there were thunderous cries in the sky, as if thunder was seeing Lu Jing off.

A coral tree grew up behind Xiyun Dragon King. The death energy of the coral tree spread, and its shadow instantly enveloped the void.

The nine stars in the sky shine and even turn into a complete star palace.

The next moment, I saw the yellow sand rising high in the sky and the earth, and the billowing vitality was like a roaring dragon. The murderous intention almost turned into reality, carrying the terrifying roar of the dragon, drawing out air currents visible to the naked eye, sweeping towards the white dragon.

And go.

At this moment, everything is eclipsed.

It seems that the only thing left in this world is the white dragon and the terrifying magical power of Xiyun Dragon King!

The remaining power scattered by the rolling momentum is like a violent torrent, sweeping across the land!

The vitality that fills the sky is filled with light, rising slowly and slowly falling down, just like the stars in the sky falling like rain.

But……

When the white dragon under Lu Jing's body swung its tail, it roared loudly.

For a moment, everything around him seemed to become hazy.

Lu Jing vaguely saw a ladder appearing in front of him. He took the initiative in his mind, and the white dragon wandered in the void, climbed up the ladder, and disappeared along the ladder in the blink of an eye.

This all happened too fast.

Except for the Dragon King of Xiyun, even the great sage Bai Yunmiao of Zhuxing Mountain, who was highly cultivated, had never seen him clearly. With just a blink of an eye, the young man who was sitting cross-legged under the withered tree had disappeared.

The coral horns on Xiyun Dragon King's head were still shining, and he stood there frowning.

The billowing vitality gradually dissipated, and the blood mist surged in the sky again. Where is the trace of Lu Jing in this world?

Yuan Qishou, the children of Xiu Banquet, Landa Buddha's expressions are different.

The gentle smile on Tong Xiuyan's face became stiffer and stiffer.

The silver spear in Yuan Qishou's hand stabbed out angrily, and the spear's light suddenly shot out, turning into a black line. The energy and blood in it exploded, and it crashed onto the ground, creating a large crater.

"He also escaped." Yuan Qi gritted his teeth.

Landa Buddha and the young flag-carrying heavenly king remained silent. Lian'e Buddha turned his hands and the precepts beads reappeared in his hands. He successfully wore them around his neck and turned around to leave.

After walking a few hundred steps and walking out of the clouds and mist encircled by the Dragon King of Xiyun, I saw Monk Shenxiu approaching with a fishing rod in his hand.

"Senior Brother Lian'e." Monk Shenxiu sighed, looked at Lian'e and said, "Look, there's something wrong with your discipline beads..."

Lian'e was startled slightly and suddenly looked down.

But he found that the Buddhist discipline beads around his neck had turned into a string of white bones at some point. The dense white bones exuded a cold air, making him feel chilled all over.

The Buddhist inscriptions imprinted on his body were originally glowing red, but at this moment they were dim and had no Buddha nature at all.

"Where did my prayer beads go?"

Lian'e seemed a little panicked, her body trembled, and she tore off the white bones between her neck. The white bones of different sizes were strung together and fell to the ground, colliding with each other and making a crisp sound.

This Landa Buddhist disciple was groping anxiously, as if he wanted to find the Buddhist jewelry in Nalanda Temple.

After more than ten breaths passed, Landa Buddha's body stiffened. He lowered his head and looked at the bones at his feet. He suddenly raised his head: "Shenxiu! How dare you deceive me with your evil words?"

He grabbed Monk Shenxiu with his big hand.

Monk Shenxiu sighed, swung out the fishing rod in his hand, caught the blood-colored clouds in the sky, the monk's clothes fluttered, and left with Cheng Hui in the blink of an eye.

Lian'e grasped the empty space with one hand and was about to chase after him. Then he saw the white bones scattered on the ground and just snorted coldly: "The name of the Buddha of Jokhang Temple is in vain."

Lian'e cursed to himself, clasped his palms together and recited a Buddha's name, then personally bowed down and picked up the white bones scattered on the ground and the Buddhist beads in his eyes one by one.

Cheng Hui, who was being held up by the collar by Monk Shenxiu, was a little puzzled and asked: "Are they really Brother Lian'e's Buddhist beads?"

Monk Shenxiu shook his head: "I think the Discipline Buddha beads have been thrown away by Brother Lian'e."

"Huh? Throw away those treasures, but pick up a bunch of bones and wear them around your neck?"

"He thought the white bones were Buddhist beads, or... the Buddhist beads suppressed the murderous intention in Senior Brother Lian'e's heart. Senior Brother Lian'e probably felt like he was carrying a mountain of Buddha on his back. Now that he has no Buddhist beads, he feels more relaxed.

It's just that... the Angry-Eye Vajra he cultivated has probably turned into a demon now."

Cheng Hui nodded in understanding. In the past two or three breaths, the little novice monk Shenxiu picked up suddenly shook his head again.

"Brother Lian'e has been to the Jokhang Temple several times. He always reads the Tripitaka intermittently. The last time he came, he had a conflict with Mr. Lu Jing.

Maybe...Senior Brother Lian'e has thrown away the discipline beads a long time ago."

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Lu Jing sat on the head of the white dragon. Just a moment later, he seemed to see many white mists from the void.

There is a scene looming in every white mist.

Lu Jing squinted his eyes and vaguely saw the Hanmo Academy, Yanglu Street, and the Huaishi Palace of the Thirteenth Prince.

He saw the Thirteenth Prince Yan Xu holding a brush, writing the word "violent" one stroke at a time, using Lu Jing's cursive writing style.

He saw Mr. Guanqi sitting on the self-cultivation tower with his eyes closed. He was not as gentle as usual, and his face was full of fatigue.

He also saw Sheng Zi, Ning Qiang and Lu Yi going to the charity hall to help.

Many scenes popped into Lu Jing's mind, until a stream of white air came down, and Lu Jing's eyes suddenly condensed.

He saw Qing Yue.

Autumn has entered, and the weather is getting colder. Qingyue is looking through her wardrobe, as if she wants to add some clothes.

But suddenly, Qing Yue stood there blankly, her eyes falling on a few clothes in the cabinet.

A moire-patterned blouse, a long skirt embroidered with beautiful blue silk, and a soft brocade cloak.

Qing Yue stood there and looked at it for a long time, then stretched out her hand to take out the cloak and stroked it slowly.

Immediately afterwards, tears fell like rain.

"Master..." Qing Yue murmured to herself.

This scene disappeared in the blink of an eye. Lu Jing looked at this scene and suddenly felt excited in his heart.

"With the Qi of Da Qian Jiu Wu, if you move your mind, a Da Qian flying dragon will appear in the form and fly to the ladder of heaven in an instant. It's a pity that there is no Qi left in the world!"

"Now I can return to Taixuanjing and Qingyue with just a thought."

Lu Jing's Yuan Shen was weak, his energy and blood were withered, and severe pain continued to come from his body.

At this moment, Lu Jing missed Qing Yue more and more.

only……

"Now that we have come to Hezhongdao, we have not seen the Deer Pool or the Heavenly Vein, but we have only killed a few long worms, how can we go back?"

"There are also the second leader of the Huai Gang, Qi Guo's Mangyi Diao Temple, Landa Buddha... Xiyun Hailong Palace..."

"I have seen these people clearly, and now that Lutan has the opportunity, it is a good time to liquidate them."

A gentleman repays grievances directly!

Lu Jing is familiar with hundreds of classics, but he is not pedantic and rigid.

If someone wants to kill him, he can't just laugh it off.

"When a gentleman walks with a sword, he must always show the sharp edge of the sword, so that thieves will not dare to approach."

"Besides, Lutan Tianmai is also related to the teacher's life."

Lu Jing gritted his teeth and saw that the scene about Qing Yue began to slowly dissipate. He suddenly said softly: "Don't cry, live a good life, study medicine well, and wait until I come back."

Lu Jing was originally talking to himself.

But when Lu Jing said these words, Qing Yue's body stiffened suddenly, as if she heard what Lu Jing said.

She carefully folded these clothes that Lu Jing had given her when they were still at Lu's house on Changning Street, and wiped the tears from her face.

"Study medicine well so that you can help the young master in the future."

…

Qing Yue's figure completely disappeared in the white light.

Lu Jing suppressed the longing in his heart. The next moment, he saw a familiar figure in blue holding a wine bottle in his hand and a long knife at his waist, sitting on a high position.

It seemed to be the lobby of a government office. In the lobby of the government office, there were many government officials lying on their heads, with blood flowing all over the floor.

"The demon is the county magistrate, and the kid is the government official! He feeds on the blood of the people all day long. I don't know if this is intentional or unintentional by King Qi Yuan."

Nan Fengmian frowned, and the girl named Yue Lun lowered her head and shrugged her shoulders.

Nan Fengmian thought for a while, then pushed the wine bottle in his hand to Yuelun: "Since you are grieving, don't hold it back, just drink some wine and cry."

Yuelun held Nanfengmian's wine flask in his hand and remained silent until more than ten breaths passed.
To be continued...