A wave of past life harems are coming

Three years, 36 months, 95 days, 140 hours.

Three years is enough to turn the world upside down, and things are changing.

Three years ago, all the families of Tingxi Academy were massacred, and Huairenqin, a Confucian sacred object, disappeared, causing shock in the cultivation world.

Within three years, Yingchuan City was invaded by demon cultivators.Daoist Master Yingxue tried his best to turn the tide, entered the path of ruthlessness, retreated and then came out, and cultivated to the late Yuanying stage.

Three years later, the Demon Sect reappeared in the East Pole, killing people in the wild, and their whereabouts were strange and unpredictable.

Countless conspiratorial cumulus clouds piled up over the East Pole, and the violent wind roiled the clouds, brewing an impending rainstorm.

That year, Wang Chenjian Lu Qing, was 13 years old.

Early in the morning, in Xuzhou, a simple courtyard that was sealed off in Lu Mansion.

The wooden fence at the corner was lifted, and thick yellow hands put it beside the fence, and took out the bag full of spiritual grain powder.There was a rustling sound of pockets being opened outside the fence.After a while, a coarse cloth bag and a food box were thrown into the yard, and the wooden fence was put down again with a bang.

The morning sun shone into the window, a pair of thin and pale hands picked up a stone placed in front of the bed, and added another one to the already densely carved wall.

"Three years." Lu Qing touched the notch on the wall and murmured. "Taozong will open the mountain gate to recruit more disciples in two months, and the next time the mountain gate will open will be seven years later. I can't wait any longer. I will leave the Lu residence within five days."

Lu Qing dragged the chain back and forth, and brought the Granite Valley and the food box into the room.Without even looking at it, Lu Qing threw all the food into a corner of the Naxu Jie.Then, callused fingers took Naxu Jie out of a porcelain bowl. The slightly cloudy water in the porcelain bowl had become clear and thick after soaking Naxu Jie for a night.If there are experts in alchemy here, they will be surprised to find that this bowl of water contains extremely rich spiritual energy.Lu Qing hadn't built the foundation yet, afraid of the recoil of the spiritual energy, he didn't dare to drink too much spiritual water, so he took a sip.After feeling the spirit brighten in front of his eyes, Lu Qing moved the chains to the bed, sat cross-legged and began to silently channel the Daomen's foundation-building method to guide the aura to run.

Three years have passed. I don't know if it is because of the damage to the spiritual root, Lu Qing has not been able to build a foundation.However, as the spiritual veins in his body gradually widened, Lu Qing could use some of the low-level spells he knew in his previous life.

For example, Frost Jue and Raging Fire Jue.

After working until noon, Lu Qing finished work and began to grind Linggu powder.Lu Qing picked up a Granite Valley from the bag and put it on a plate on the table.The spiritual energy entered the inner core of the Granite Valley from the fingertips, within a moment the Granite Valley was scorching hot, Lu Qing immediately condensed the ice formula, freezing the water vapor in the Granite Valley into ice.The Granite Valley immediately shattered into countless fine pieces in the sudden alternation of ice and heat.Lu Qing processed the rest of the Granite Valley according to the same method, and finally poured all the fines into the grinding plate and grinded it for a dozen rounds to complete the work.When Lu Qing didn't have the slightest aura at the beginning, he could only keep pushing the millstone, slowly grinding the granite valley. After his cultivation level improved, Lu Qing used this tricky method to replace the heavy labor.In the evening, Lu Qing poured the spiritual grain powder into the cloth bag he had prepared, put the cloth bag at the gate of the fence, and went back to the house to enter the Naxu ring to practice.

Lu Qing closed his eyes and rested his mind, thinking about the plan to leave in his heart, he didn't know that a conversation going on in another corner of Lu's mansion would bring about an unexpected twist.

Willow shoots on the moon.In the study room of the Lu Mansion, Lu Feng, the son of the Lu Manor, supported the pale Patriarch of the Lu Family, Lu Chun, and whispered, "Father, how are you?"

Lu Chun shook his head: "Sure enough, without the seal of the Patriarch, you can't take that artifact out of the forbidden area. I can't wait any longer, I can't wait any longer..."

Lu Chun stared straight ahead, suddenly remembering something.Lu Chun grabbed Lu Feng's collar: "Lu Qing, where is Lu Qing?"

Lu Feng replied: "Father, Lu Qing has been imprisoned in the Hanliu Courtyard. At that time, you personally ordered him to be imprisoned there."

Lu Chun's eyes burst into light: "Yes, you can get that utensil by offering the blood sacrifice of the person with the patriarch's mark in the forbidden area. Release Lu Qing quickly and let him marry Qiao'er. After Qiao'er becomes pregnant, kill him and get the artifact." To that utensil. Yes, this will do it..."

In the twilight of the morning, Lu Qing dismantled the cloth bag he had buckled privately into pieces, and when he was about to make the next move, Mo Lao suddenly said: "Little baby, there are more than one people here. One of them is already A monk who builds a foundation." Lu Qingxuan put the cloth back into the Void Ring.As if in response to Mo Lao's words, there was a loud sound of dismantling the iron bars and chains outside the courtyard gate.Lu Qing dragged the chain to stand in the courtyard.The courtyard door was knocked down, and dust was flying everywhere.A man dressed as a housekeeper walked in, looked at Lu Qing and said with a kind smile, "Master Lu Qing, let's go, your good days are here."

Lu Qing was removed from the shackles, washed clean, and was taken to the magnificent hall of the Lu family.The Patriarch of the Lu family, Lu Chun, was sitting on the front chair. From the corner of his vision, Lu Qing keenly observed that Lu Chun's complexion was extremely ugly.Lu Chun looked Lu Qing up and down, and smiled weakly: "You really look more and more like..." Lu Chun seemed to have thought about his words, "Your father. I had a dream last night, and I dreamed that The conversation that your father entrusted you to me back then. For so many years, I didn’t manage Feng’er well, which caused you to suffer so much. I decided to betroth Qiaoer to you, and you two will get married in three days.”

Lu Chun spoke freely for a long time without giving Lu Qing a chance to reflect.Lu Chun pretended to be timid and scared, and stared blankly at the ground.Lu Chun didn't seem to expect Lu Qing's answer either, he waved his hand and let the servants take Lu Qing down.

Mo Lao's voice seemed to be a little gloating: "Little baby, you have come to the end of all hardships, and someone gave you a beauty just after you left the courtyard wall."

Lu Qing sneered in his heart and said, "I'm afraid it's a beauty robbery."

Lu Qing was taken to a simple and elegant room, and then the door was closed from the outside.Lu Qing said in his heart: "Mr. Mo, can you help me pay attention to who is in this courtyard?"

Mo Lao said: "There is a female monk who established the foundation, that is, the maid who let you into the house earlier. The others are all maids without cultivation. But there seems to be a sealing formation outside the courtyard. Little baby, are you going to leave? ?”

Lu Qing lay down in the brocade quilt like a cloud, relaxed his whole body, and asked rhetorically, "If you don't leave, are you waiting to be ripped apart in three days? Tonight, find the opportunity to leave!"

In the dim night, the maid in light gauze walked into the room lightly, and put the leftovers on the table into the hollowed-out food box.The maid opened the curtains, checked the pale face that had fallen asleep, and exited the door.

An old woman dressed as a servant stood in front of the door, and the maid walked to the servant and blessed her body.

The servant woman asked, "Did he eat all the food?"

The servant girl said in a soft voice: "Return to Manager Liu, according to your instructions, I sprinkled all the milk in. He ate all the rice."

The maid nodded: "That's good, you stay here to watch the night. If something happens, you are the only one to ask."

The figure on the door changed from two to one.After half a cup of tea, Mo Lao said in a low voice: "Little baby, that monk has left. Now there are only two servant girls in the yard."

Lu Qing slowly opened his eyes and sat up silently from the bed.Lu Qing jumped out quietly from the edge of the window, dexterously slashed the two maids from behind and knocked them unconscious.Lu Qing dragged the two servant girls to a hidden corner near the courtyard gate, thinking: I have done my best, and the rest is up to you.

Then Lu Qing went back to the house and took out a jar of strong wine from the Naxu Jie.This altar of spirits is extremely strange, and the container containing the spirits is extremely cold ice.The spirits were brewed by Lu Qing from the granite grains that he deducted a little at a time.Lu Qing sprinkled the spirits in every corner of the room.Then Lu Qing took out several cups of wine and spilled them in the courtyard.The smell of wine in the house is strong and intoxicating.Lu Qing took a sip of the spiritual water from the Naxu ring, and condensed the flames with his fingers.Sparks fell to the ground, and sporadic flames spread immediately.

Lu Qing climbed onto the roof, thinking about it.A huge cloth bag appeared in his hand.This cloth bag is carefully stitched together with a lot of larger linen, and a porcelain basin is fixed inside the cloth bag with many threads.In the previous life, Mu Wenming's surprise attack on the demon world left countless legends behind.The storyteller's favorite passage is that "Tianjixianxian" used the modified Kongming lanterns to secretly transport the army across the Wuyu River when the demon world was aware of the fluctuation of spiritual power.Lu Qing helped Mu Wenming to make the final version of the 'Kongming Lantern'. At that time, he only thought it was interesting, but never thought that turning back the time, the simple version in his hand would be of great help.

The simple version of the "Kongming Lantern" is blazing with fuel in the porcelain basin, and the airflow in the courtyard that has become a sea of ​​flames is constantly rushing upwards.Kongming Lantern Budai finally applauded, and an invisible force dragged Lu Qing upwards.At this time, the voice of shouting for fire came from afar.Lu Qing used the 'floating technique' to lower his own weight, the tension on the rope under the Kongming Lantern lightened, and the cloth bag fluttered towards the distant sky instantly with the direction of the wind.The evening wind blew across Lu Qing's cheeks, and the night sky was full of stars.Lu Qing finally showed his face, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.The stars twinkled, like the stream of light in the eyes of the man with the high crown and crane cloak when he glanced back.

Lu Qing said softly: "Master, I can finally come to see you."