Looking at this scene, Duke Lu and his son were shocked.

Duke Lu glared at Lu Ming fiercely and thought to himself that you have gone to the brothel again? Didn’t you tell you that you should be careful, be more careful!

Lu Ming looked confused and had no idea what had happened.

This time he did not understand the meaning of his father's eyes, otherwise he would have complained that he was wronged.

Duke Lu became even more angry and coughed heavily, thinking to himself, do you want me, the father-in-law, to help me personally!

This time Lu Ming understood and quickly helped his wife up.

Grandma Lu's position in the Duke's Mansion has always been a bit special, not because she is the prince's wife, but because she is the youngest daughter loved by the prime minister. The most important thing is that on the day she married Lu Ming, Duke Lu suddenly disappeared halfway and made a huge joke in Chaoge City. Everyone in the Duke's Mansion, including Duke Lu, always apologized and embarrassed to her because of this, so naturally she was very tolerant and respectful to her.

"Qinghan, what are you doing?"

Duke Lu looked at his daughter-in-law and asked with a smile: "If you have anything, just say it, and you will definitely make the decision for you for your father."

Grandma Lu knew that her father-in-law had misunderstood and quickly said, "It has nothing to do with Lu Ming, what I want to ask for is another matter."

Hearing this sentence, Duke Lu didn't feel relaxed, frowned even more, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Grandma Lu thought about the family not far away and plucked up the courage and said, "My daughter-in-law wants to invite you to talk to the Jing family..."

Lu Ming said with a look of discomfort: "Isn't that marriage a matter has been discussed?"

Grandma Lu lowered her head and said, "My niece is more favored than I did at home. She has been searching for death for the past two years, making the whole family uneasy. The family really has no choice but to persuade the Jing family."

Duke Lu said: "I proposed marriage to the Jing family, and your family refused. What else can I say now?"

Lu Ming sneered and said, "You only think that Jing Shang has a low official position, but you never think that Brother Li is the companion of Prince Yao, and his family's background is more than that."

Grandma Lu sighed: "Now, who doesn't know that the Jing family has produced an amazing immortal master in Chaoge City, but my father was studying in a Maozhai back then..."

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows and said, "Although Yimaozhai is more intimate with the Zhongzhou School, it is not a match for Qingshan. So what?"

"But don't forget, my brothers and relatives, who has nothing to do with Yunmeng Mountain?" Grandma Lu said with a wry smile, then turned to look at Duke Lu and begged: "Dadfather-in-law, tell the Jing family that Brother Li should not meet Xiao Qi again, otherwise this matter will only become more and more terrifying."

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Jing Jiu naturally didn't know about this.

In fact, he didn't know that the roller blinds were the eyes and ears of the court.

Before leaving the palace, he told the Emperor that he would ask the roller blinds to notify him if he had any problems. He was completely thinking that the roller blinds were spread throughout the Chaotian Continent and could be found wherever he was. As for how the Emperor asked the roller blinds to convey messages, it was a very simple thing to him, because the roller blinds had sent him several messages.

After leaving Chaoge City, he did not control his sword or take a car. He avoided the official road and walked northwest in the steep mountains. He did not encounter a market town for several days, but occasionally saw a smoke house in the valley far away.

Other practitioners may use this period of time to enter the world to understand it, but as he said to Zhao Layue, he felt that this practice was not very meaningful, at least for himself. He had no mental disaster at all, so why bother to create something and then try to break it?

Seven days later, he passed by Juyecheng.

It is actually very difficult to pass by. In fact, he passed by the mountains 400 miles south of Juye City. However, the weather in autumn is too refreshing and his eyesight is really good, so he can see the small black dot in Juye City.

Living in Yecheng is seven hundred miles away from Baicheng, plus these four hundred miles is thousands of miles away.

This is the rule he set for himself, and he will never step into a place within a thousand miles of the snowfield.

When Mei Huidao Zhan was designed by Taiping Real Person and trapped in the Snow Field for six years, he didn't want to have such an experience again, and he didn't want to face the Queen of Snow Country again.

From Juye City to the west is Lengshan. Looking around, there are desolate fields everywhere, yellow weeds and lonely wild mountains, and there is no one to see.

Most of the evil Taoist sects and casual cultivators in Chaotian Continent were driven to this desolate world by the righteous Taoist sect. There were countless monsters and dangers hidden under the seemingly calm wilderness. It is easy for practitioners of righteous Taoism to have trouble here, so few people except those of the strong men of the level of Yue Qianmen, who are of the Yue Qianmen, come here alone.

Jing Jiu walked to a wild lake and sat down.

The reason why Lengshan is called Lengshan is naturally because the climate here is cold, especially in recent years, the cold waves in the snowfield have gradually become more and more popular. It is still autumn, and it is as difficult as in the depths of previous years. There are a lot of thin ice on the surface of the wild lake, cutting the blue sky into many pieces, and cutting the perfect face into countless beautiful details.

Jing Jiu looked at the lake and thought to himself what is the hardest thing in the world? Isn’t it just himself.

His realm is not too high now, and he can still find some things to sharpen his sword. Otherwise, when the realm is higher, the sword will follow others. Even the dragon-tail inkstone in Maozhai is useless, so he must completely cure his right hand now. The problem is that the demon bone has been ground into powder, where can I find the demon bone of the same level?

Could it be that I really want to go to Cuiping County, Ruzhou to dig out the grave of the mountain demon? But the mountain demon died of the thunder tribulation, and I was afraid that the corpse would turn into green smoke that day. Of course, even if the corpse was still there, it would be inconvenient for him to do this, otherwise the little monk would definitely turn against him.

Or go to a Maozhai and borrow the Dragon Tail Inkstone by ten years old? If Bu Qiuxiao disagrees, then rob? If Liu Ci is embarrassed to help, then steal?

Thinking of these things that are not, interesting and boring, he took a slight bite of the chilling lake wind, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

The sky light faded, time gradually changed, and the lake view became deeper until the night came.

His breathing gradually disappeared, and his breath was gone, but he had no intention of death, just like a stone by the lake.

Early the next morning, the rising sun illuminated the lake, bringing some warmth and condensed the wetness in the wind.

A few drops of dew appeared on that perfect face and slowly dripped down until they were flowing between his lips.

Jing Jiu opened his eyes and woke up like a lotus flower.

He looked at the wild lake, and after a night of coldness, the thin ice on the water surface had condensed into one place, turning into a bright mirror, shining with the morning light.

A dull sound of rumbling came from below the ice layer. It was not that there were monsters roaring in the lake, nor that it was the earth moving, but that it was just the sound of the ice layer itself.

Just like when he came to Lengshan, it was his own meaning.

He had already had an idea, but he didn't make up his mind, so he sat by the wild lake all night.

One night passed and the wild lake was frozen.

He got up and walked to the ice surface, and several sharp sword intents emanated from his gently fluttering white clothes.

Silently, he disappeared from the ice surface and entered the lake, leaving only a round hole.

In the dark cave, the lake water swayed and made a nice sound.

I think this hole will freeze again at night, and no one will know that he has been here before.

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There were many channels connected to the underworld on the Chaotian Continent.

The most famous one is the large vortex deep in the ocean, followed by the Tongpaijing by the East China Sea.

There is also a passage in Lengshan, which is the Soul Gathering Valley. However, many years ago, this passage was sealed by a predecessor of the Zhongzhou School.

Only a few people know that the Yehun where Jing Jiu sat in the wild lake all night was connected to a branch of the Soul Valley.

He rarely set foot in the world, so he naturally didn't know it, but there were records in the notes of Taiping Zhenren, so he wanted to try his luck and the underworld was good at driving monsters. The ghost-like ling that Liu Shisui encountered in the turbid water proved that although the passage of the Soul Gathering Valley was sealed, some of the skeletons of the monsters should have been left after the war.

The entrance to the courtyard is called a sinkhole, and the passage at the bottom of the Soul-Gao Valley is the crack of the ground, which is as complex as spider silk and is narrow and difficult to move.

From the bottom of the lake to enter the crack, the world enters a dark world. Even with Jing Jiu's sword eyes, he can only see the pictures dozens of feet away.

Of course, the cracks in the ground are twisted and there is basically no chance to see such a faraway place.

There are many dangers hidden in the cracks in the ground, such as evil cultivators, monsters who are good at hiding, and even demon spirits from the underworld.

It didn't take long to walk into the crack of the ground, Jing Jiu felt a lot of breath.

Some of the auras hidden in the darkness are vigilant, and some are fierce. The only thing in common is strength. Jing Jiu didn't care, because in such a dark world, no matter how sharp the monster is, it would be difficult to find his existence. His hesitation last night was not fear, but for other reasons.

After walking along the crack of the ground for several hours, he came to a relatively empty underground cave.

This underground cave is very wonderful. There seems to be some kind of gravity in the wet rock walls around it. Standing in between, you can't tell the difference. If you stay here for too long, you feel unbalanced and you will get lost. It will become very difficult to walk back to the surface, and you may even be trapped in the maze-like cracks.

Jing Jiu scattered his sword consciousness and sensed the extremely distant breath deep in the ground. He knew that it was here that the skeletons of the monsters were dozens of miles deep. If he walked along the cracks, even if he was not lost at all, it would take at least dozens of days. From the beginning, he had thought of other methods.

He was about to take off the cosmic front, but after thinking about it, he stopped moving, rolled up the sleeve on his right arm, and tied it carefully to reveal his slightly deformed right hand.

He stepped up in the air, his body turned into a posture with his head and feet, and stretched out his right hand.

White clothes are light and fluttering.

A buzzing sound.

A strong wind sounded from the underground cave, attracting many monsters to peek in the distance.

Jing Jiu disappeared.

He broke through the hard rocks and flew towards the depths of the ground.

He is like a real sword, and the right hand stretched in front is the sword edge.

The stone chips are cut and sputtered out, and you can imagine their speed.

What is strange is that the more you go underground, the air does not become wet, but drier. Even the rocks and sand became much more fluffy, and Jing Jiufei became faster and faster. Some powerful aura sensed him and there was no time to attack. Even if he had time to attack, how could he attack him in the rock?

I don’t know how long it took to fly, but his right hand hit something, and made a loud bang.

Jing Jiu was a little surprised that he could actually block his right hand. How hard the thing was? Could it be the demon bone he was looking for?

He used his sword consciousness to sense the spatial structure outside the rock, and his body moved slightly, and then he got out.

It has been more than ten miles deep here, and the air is extremely stuffy and the dim magma is slowly flowing more than ten feet away. Jing Jiu's right hand rubbed against the hard rock for so long, and it was already extremely hot. When he encountered the air, he immediately emitted light, which was even more dazzling than those magma.

In the dim ground, he was as eye-catching as a firefly in the dark night.

He walked in front of the thing that was knocked away.

It was a magic weapon with a high level of strength, with a strong evil spirit and a bloody meaning that made the heart of Tao. I don’t know how many innocent creatures were harmed before it was refined.

Jing Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly and picked up the evil magic weapon.

With a sneer, the magic weapon was burned by his right hand and it was damaged very much.

Hard things do not mean they can withstand high temperatures, such as diamonds.

This magic weapon is obviously like this.

A sound of shock and anger came from a distance, with a ridiculous shout.
Chapter completed!