"Come from the Great Leiyin Temple to forge swords for Duke Jingguo?"

Not to mention Lu Yi, even Monk Shenxiu and Cheng Hui, who was looking at the thatched house from a distance, had some surprises on their faces.

Lu Jing glanced at the abbot and the monk. The ray of vigor he had brewed long ago was still intact. This vigor fell into the Zhixin pen, was stained with ink, and finally fell on the straw paper on the desk.

Lu Jing was dressed in white clothes, holding a heart-shaped pen in his hand, and his writing posture was very steady. When he put down the pen, a ray of righteousness was mixed with the ink and printed on the straw paper.

But what surprised Monk Abbot and Monk Shenxiu was that the white-clothed Duke Jing Guo wrote a line of text at random, and each stroke was like the shadow of a sword, which made people feel chilled all over.

The two of them were in awe.

Lu Jing wrote two pages of papyrus in succession. Each page was just a line of poetry, but it made Lu Jing sweat profusely on his forehead, as if he had experienced a big war.

"The shadow of the sword passes away alone with the lonely moon, and the Wenjing blows high and spreads across the sky!"

"The sun spits out the whale's back, and the sword's shadow opens up the dragon's scales!"

On two pieces of papyrus, Lu Jing wrote two lines of poetry in cursive.

When the poem was completed, the ink aura mixed with sword aura and wisps of awe-inspiring aura penetrated through the back of the paper, looming in the void.

Neither Lu Yi nor Cheng Hui could understand the mystery of this poem, but they were just surprised by the blazing sharpness in these two lines of poems.

The lonely moon passes, and the nine heavens open!

Spit out the whale's back and open the dragon's scales!

Every image is majestic, and the sword's soaring aura makes them admired.

But in the eyes of Monk Shenxiu and Monk Abbot, the words on these two pieces of papyrus have great uses.

"Lu Yi, please keep these two pieces of papyrus. When you return to the Lu Mansion, you will find two kits, fold the papyrus and put them in them.

You and your cousin must not forget to take it with you, it may be useful in critical moments."

Lu Jing handed two pieces of straw paper to Lu Yi and gave instructions carefully.

Seeing Lu Jing's solemnity, Lu Yi carefully placed the two pieces of papyrus close to her body, but she still had some curiosity in her eyes, wondering what the purpose of these two pieces of papyrus was.

The abbot monk on the side smiled brightly and said: "Jing Guogong's sword energy can be opened for nine days, and the awe-inspiring energy can be used by gods and ghosts...

Now the sword energy and the awe-inspiring energy are all integrated into these two pieces of calligraphy, but I didn't expect that these two ordinary pieces of papyrus would have such an honor, and be able to receive the poems of Duke Jing that can kill demons and eliminate demons."

Monk Shenxiu on the side was obviously dissatisfied when he heard what the abbot said.

He curled his lips and said, "Senior Brother Abbot, this is wrong. Grass, trees, mountains and rivers have their own forests, and all things are not noble or inferior compared to humans.

I never thought that senior abbot also likes to flatter noble people."

"Noble?" Lu Jing was a little confused.

I still remember that two years ago, when he looked up from the Taixuan Gold, his eyes were filled with noble people.

After just two years, he became a noble person in the eyes of others.

Lu Jing had this thought and was about to say something.

The abbot monk on the side smiled and shook his head and said: "It's not that I want to flatter Duke Jing Guo, but I suddenly woke up from the dream of the Buddha in Leiyin Temple, and I probably saw some secrets.

So I was specially sent here to flatter Duke Jing Guo, and also to make a sword for Duke Jing Guo, so as to build a good relationship."

Suddenly wake up from a big dream, come to make a good relationship?

Lu Jing touched the Immortal Slaughter Black Gold on his waist and asked, "Buddhism has always been unwilling to be implicated in bad karma, so it's natural that the master made a special trip from Leiyin Temple to forge a sword for me.

However, forging a sword for Lu Jing will inevitably offend the dragon clan in the world, and Daleiyin Temple is a holy land of Buddhism, so why bother to wade into such troubled waters?"

The world is vast, and it is not only the great seas in the five directions that can give birth to true dragons.

Close to the Northern Qin Dynasty and the Western Regions.

As far away as the demon kingdom on the sea, there are real dragons entrenched in Yuyuan and Yanggu.

The grievances and resentments between Lu Jing and Wufang Hai are nothing, but if Lu Jing uses the sky dragon bone to forge his portable sword, he will always suffer the wrath of the real dragons in the world.

When the abbot monk heard Lu Jing's words, his expression turned bitter: "Forging a sword from the bones of the Eighth Realm Heavenly Dragon is not an easy task.

If Duke Jingguo wants to forge a sword, I have brought with me a relic of a great monk, and the Great Leiyin Temple is willing to give it to you. Why bother to refine the bones of the heavenly dragon, and why do you need to contaminate it with evil causes for no reason?"

"The great monk's relic?"

Monk Shenxiu was obviously startled when he heard the word relic from the abbot's mouth.

Lu Jing couldn't help but frown.

He carefully watched the short and fat visitor from Leiyin Temple in front of him, who always had a smile on his face and whose energy and blood were unfathomable. He still had many doubts in his heart.

The relic... itself is a rare treasure.

For Buddhism, relics are left by eminent monks and are often enshrined in temples and collected in high towers.

The relics of some eminent monks can even receive incense and have a transcendent status.

However, the abbot of the Great Leiyin Temple came to Taixuanjing and said that he was here to make a sword for Lu Jing. He also brought with him a relic of a great monk and was willing to give it to Lu Jing to make a sword...

This inevitably made Lu Jing feel doubtful. Daleiyin Temple did not have much connection with Lu Jing.

The only intersection was when Lu Jing was on the Hezhong Road, when he wrote the Dragon-Slaying Essay in Changliu City, and the practitioner from Leiyin Temple who carried the Bodhisattva on his back came to help him.

Speaking of which, Lu Jing still owed the Jingting Walker a favor.

Under such a background, Daleiyin Temple acted like this, which puzzled Lu Jing.

Monk Shenxiu and Chenghui looked at each other in silence.

Lu Yi understood the relics and dragon bones, but she didn't know what her third cousin wanted to do.

The abbot monk saw the doubt in Lu Jing's eyes and couldn't help but suppress the smile on his face.

"Why are Duke Jing Guo so surprised? You are still young, but you hold the position of Duke. You are from the lineage of Taihua and cultivate, and you live in a town of 80,000 households.

Not to mention the preciousness of the Duke's position, with Taihua's lineage and Jing Guogong's talents, the Duke's energy and blood cultivation will skyrocket. One day, he will build the heaven with his body and step into the realm of immortals.

possible.

As for the Duke's Yuan Shen cultivation...it reflects the five Yuan stars, and even the three extremely rare stars of Taibai and Heavenly King in the human world. The road ahead is bright and clear.

As long as the Duke of the country does not die, he is at least a deity.

If a person like you wants to forge a sword, what does it mean if Daleiyin Temple gives you a relic of a great monk?"

"If Duke Jing Guo is willing, he can actually send letters widely.

I don’t know how many famous families in the world will come to see Duke Jing and help forge swords together."

The abbot monk spoke eloquently, and at the end, he smiled slyly: "But among the famous families in the world, there are few people like me, the Great Human Buddha of Leiyin Temple, who can daydream like me. I didn't know that Duke Jing was about to forge a sword and gave me a big thunder."

This is an opportunity for Yin Temple to get close to the Duke."

His words made Lu Yi on the side full of surprise.

She looked at Lu Jing from time to time, saw Lu Jing's calm expression, and sensed Lu Jing's aura as deep as the abyss.

A few years ago, the young Lu Yi felt disgusted with his third cousin because the Duke of Nanguo delayed his engagement and gossip spread in Taixuan Capital.

But today, Lu Yi was shocked to realize that this third cousin who came to Jokhang Temple with her...had become a real big shot.

Even Buddhist holy places like Daleiyin Temple come to please me.

Thoughts flashed in Lu Yi's mind.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the road coming from a distance.

"There is only a giant Buddha on earth in the world. How can he dream of a giant human world?"

This is wrong."

Someone was walking down the path holding a fly whisk.

The person who came was wearing a black Taoist robe, with a bun on his head and a tuft of beard on his chin.

This man of life has sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, and he even carries a long sword behind him.

The long sword is very broad, just like the legendary demon-killing sword of the founder of Jiutiandang Demon.

When the abbot monk saw the person coming, his face suddenly became more angry.

"For flattery, Zhenwu Mountain also wants to fight against Daleiyin Temple?"

"Since it is a good relationship, if we can get it from Daleiyin Temple, then naturally we can get it from Zhenwushan."

The Taoist shook his fly whisk and saluted Lu Jing.

"Zhenwu Mountain Dao Sword Walking?"

Lu Jing could see the hilt of the Taoist sword at a glance. The hilt was densely engraved with Taoist sutras, mostly scriptures about killing demons and protecting peace in the world.

Looking at the style of the sword hilt, Lu Jing could not tell where this Taoist from Zhenwu Mountain came from.

"Taoist Zhao Qingyang has met Duke Jing Guo."

Zhao Qingyang saluted Lu Jing respectfully.

The abbot monk winked and made faces at Zhao Qingyang.
To be continued...