Chapter 444: A Burning Lotus Flower Underground

Seeing this scene, Lu Guogong and his son were startled.

Lu Guogong glared at Lu Ming fiercely, thinking, did you go to the brothel again? Didn't tell you, be careful, be more careful!

Lu Ming was at a loss, completely unaware of what happened.

He didn't understand the meaning of his father's eyes this time, otherwise he would definitely cry out for being wronged.

Duke Lu was even more annoyed, he coughed heavily, thinking that I, the father-in-law, should help him up in person!

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

Young Mistress Lu's status in the Duke's Mansion has always been a bit special, not because she is the wife of the eldest son, but because she is the prime minister's most beloved young girl. The most important thing is that on the day she married Lu Ming, Duke Lu suddenly disappeared halfway, causing a great joke in Chaoge City. Everyone in the Duke's Mansion, including Duke Lu, has always been apologetic and embarrassed to her because of this matter, so naturally they are very tolerant and respectful to her.

"Qing Han, what are you doing?"

Lu Guogong looked at his daughter-in-law with a pleasant face and asked: "If you have anything to say, just tell me, as a father, I will definitely make the decision for you."

Young Mistress Lu knew that her father-in-law had misunderstood her, so she hurriedly said, "It has nothing to do with Lu Ming, what I want is another matter."

Hearing these words, Duke Lu didn't feel relaxed, his brows frowned even tighter, and he asked, "What's the matter?"

Miss Lu thought about the family not far away, and summoned up her courage to say, "My daughter-in-law would like to invite you to talk to the Jing family..."

Lu Ming said hesitantly: "Isn't there no discussion on that marriage?"

Young Mistress Lu lowered her head and said: "My niece is more favored than I was at home. She has been looking for life and death for the past two years, which made the whole family uneasy. The family really had no choice, so I thought about persuading the Jing family."

Lu Guogong said: "At the beginning I proposed marriage for the Jing family, but your family refused, what can I say now?"

Lu Ming sneered and said: "Your family only thinks that the Jingshang's official position is low, but they never thought that Brother Li is the accompanying student of Prince Yao, and his family's details are more than that."

Young Mistress Lu sighed: "Now in Chaoge City, who doesn't know that the Jing family has a great immortal teacher, but my father studied in Yimaozhai back then..."

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows and said: "Although Yi Mao Zhai is closer to the Zhongzhou faction, it is not rival to Qingshan, so what?"

"But don't forget, my elder brothers and those relatives, who have nothing to do with Yunmeng Mountain?" Young Mistress Lu said with a wry smile, then turned to look at Lu Guogong and begged: "Elder-in-law, please tell the Jing family to tell Brother Li not to meet Xiaoqi again, otherwise this matter will only become more and more ugly."

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Jing Jiu naturally didn't know about this matter.

In fact, he didn't know that the shutter man was the eyes and ears of the imperial court.

Before leaving the palace, he told the God Emperor that he would ask the shutter-rollers to notify him if something happened, completely because he thought that the shutter-rollers were all over Chaotian Continent, and he should be able to find them no matter where he was. As for how the God Emperor asked the shutter-roller to deliver the news, it was a very simple matter in his mind, because the shutter-roller had sent messages for him several times.

After leaving Chaoge City, he didn't wield a sword or take a car. He avoided the official road and walked northwestward among the mountains. He didn't meet a market town for several days. He only occasionally saw a smoking house in the valley.

Other ascetics may use this time to enter the world to gain insights, but as he said to Zhao Layue, he feels that this approach does not make much sense, at least to himself. There is no heart calamity in the first place, why bother to create some and then try to break it?

Seven days later he passed by the city of Guye.

It's a bit of a stretch to say that he passed by. In fact, he passed through the mountains four hundred miles south of Juye City, but the autumn weather was too refreshing and his eyesight was really good, so he could see the little black spot in Juye City.

Juye City is seven hundred miles away from Baicheng, adding 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 snow field.

He was trapped in the snowfield for six years by Taiping Daoist in Meihui Taoist War. He didn't want to have such an experience again, and he didn't want to face the Xue Guonv Dynasty again.

From Juye City to the west is the Lengshan Mountain. As far as the eye can see, there are desolate fields, yellowing weeds, lonely wild mountains, and no human habitation can be seen.

Most of the evil sects and casual cultivators in Chaotian Continent were driven by the righteous sects into this desolate world. There are many monsters and dangers hidden in the seemingly peaceful wilderness. Righteous practitioners are prone to accidents here, so except for strong men like Fang Jingtian and Yue Qianmen, few people come here alone.

Jing Jiu went to a wild lake and sat down.

The reason why Lengshan is called Lengshan is naturally because of the cold climate here, especially in the past few years, the cold wave in the snow field has become more and more intense, and autumn is already as difficult as the deep winter in previous years. A lot of thin ice has formed on the surface of the wild lake, cutting the blue sky into many pieces, and cutting that perfect face into countless beautiful details.

Jing Jiu looked at the lake and thought to himself what is the hardest thing in the world? Not just myself.

His current level is not too high, and he can find some things to sharpen his sword. Otherwise, when the level is higher, the sword will follow everyone, even a dragon tail inkstone from a maozhai will be useless, so he must completely heal his right hand now. The problem is that the demon bone has been ground into powder, where can I find the same level of demon bone?

Could it be that he is really going to Cuiping County, Ruzhou, to dig up that mountain demon's grave? But that mountain demon died in a thunder calamity, I'm afraid that his bones will turn into green smoke that day, even if the bones are still there, it's inconvenient for him to do this, otherwise the little monk will definitely lose his face.

Or go to Yi Mao Zhai and borrow the dragon tail inkstone after the age of ten? If Bu Qiuxiao disagrees, then grab it? If Liu Ci is embarrassed to help, then steal?

Thinking about these things, interesting and boring, he took a bite of the chilly lake breeze, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

The sky gradually fades, time gradually moves, and the lake scene gradually deepens until night falls.

His breath gradually disappeared, and his breath was also gone, but he didn't intend to die, just like a stone by the lake.

In the early morning of the second day, the rising sun illuminated the surface of the lake, bringing some warmth and condensing the moisture in the wind.

A few drops of dew appeared on that perfect face, and slowly dripped until it flowed into his lips.

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

He looked at the wild lake. After a night of cold, all the thin ice on the water surface had condensed in one place, turning into a bright mirror, reflecting the morning light.

A muffled rumbling sound came from under the ice layer. It wasn't the roar of monsters in the lake, nor was it an earthquake, but the sound of the ice layer itself.

Just like when he came to Cold Mountain, it was also 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, several sharp sword intents emanated from the gently fluttering white clothes.

Without making a sound, he disappeared from the ice and entered the lake, leaving only a round hole.

In the dark cave, the lake water swayed gently, making a pleasant sound.

At night, this hole will be frozen again, and no one will know that he has been here.

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On the surface of Chaotian Continent, there used to be many passages connected to the underworld.

The most famous one is the great whirlpool deep in the ocean, followed by Tongtianjing by the East China Sea.

There is also a passage in Lengshan, that is Gathering Soul Valley, but many years ago, this passage has been sealed by the predecessors of the Zhongzhou faction.

Few people know that the wild lake where Jing Jiu sat all night is connected to a branch of the Soul Gathering Valley.

He seldom set foot in the world, so he didn't know it, but it was recorded in the notes of Daoist Taiping, so he wanted to try his luck - the underworld is good at driving monsters, as evidenced by the ghost-eyed dace that Liu Shisui encountered in the muddy water.

Tongtianjing is called Tiankeng, and the passage at the bottom of Juhun Valley is the ground fissure, which is extremely complicated like spider silk, and narrow and difficult to walk.

From the bottom of the lake to the fissure in the ground, the world entered a dark world. Even with Jing Jiu's sword eyes, he could only see clearly what was tens of meters away.

Of course, there are many twists and turns in the ground, basically there is no chance to see so far.

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

It didn't take too long to walk into the cracks in the ground, but Jing Jiu felt a lot of breaths.

Those auras hidden in the darkness, some are vigilant, some are brutal, and the only thing they have in common is their strength. Jing Jiu didn't care, because in such a dark world, no matter how keen the monster is, it would be difficult for him to detect his existence. His hesitation last night was not because of fear, but because of other reasons.

After walking along the seam 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 surrounding wet rock walls. Standing in it, you can't tell the up and down at all. If you stay here for too long, you will feel out of balance and get lost very easily. It will become very difficult to walk back to the surface, and you may even be trapped in the maze-like cracks.

Jing Jiu exuded his sword sense, sensed the extremely distant breath deep in the ground, and knew it was here—the skeletons of those big monsters were tens of miles deep in the ground. If he walked along the cracks in the ground, even if he didn't get lost at all, it would take at least dozens of days. He thought of another way from the beginning.

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

He stepped into the air, turned his body upside down into a head-on-foot posture, and stretched out his right hand.

The white clothes are light and floating.

Buzz.

A gust of wind resounded in the underground cave, attracting many monsters to peep from afar.

Jing Jiu disappeared.

He directly broke through the hard rock and flew deep into the ground.

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

The stone chips were cut and sputtered out, the speed can be imagined.

It was a little strange that the air didn't become humid but drier as one went underground, and even the rocks and sand became a lot fluffier, and Jing Jiu flew faster and faster. Some powerful auras sensed him, but they didn't have time to attack. Even if they had time to attack, how could they attack him in the rock?

After flying for an unknown amount of time, his right hand hit something and made a loud bang.

Jing Jiu was a little surprised that he was able to block his right hand. That thing was so hard, could it be the demon bone he was looking for?

He sensed the space structure outside the rock with his sword sense, moved his body slightly, and got out.

This place has gone deep into the ground for more than ten miles, the air is extremely hot, and the dark magma is slowly flowing more than ten feet away. Jing Jiu's right hand rubbed against the hard rock at high speed for so long, and it was already extremely hot. When it met the air, it immediately emitted light, which was even more dazzling than the magma.

In the dark underground, he is as eye-catching as a firefly in the dark night.

He walked to the thing that was knocked into the air.

It was a high-level magic weapon, with a strong evil spirit and a bloody taste that made Dao feel uneasy. It was refined after killing countless innocent creatures.

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

With a snort, the magic weapon was scalded by his right hand with a few streaks of blue smoke, and the damage was not light.

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

This magic weapon obviously also belongs to this category.

Not far away, there was a shout of absurdity mixed with shock and anger.

"Where did the little thief come from, dare to steal... No! How dare to destroy the old man's magic weapon!"