Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 180, 179. Five Elements (first more)

The Taoist Collection of Jinyufang has nine floors, which is worthy of being the largest collection of books in the entire Abbots Island.

Xia Ji came to this library,

A man dressed in white with a calm temperament stopped him.

"Junior brother just entered the workshop, right? Is there a workshop card?"

Xia Ji took out the token Xu Aunt gave him before,

The man checked, and then nodded, "Under the seat of Shimono Taiping, Aomineko, please follow me to make the naturalization record."

Xia Ji understood that this should be similar to a trip to the Personnel Department, so he said, "I'm going to count seven, it's hard work."

He changed his name to the seven-character name of the Seventh Prince, which is not surprising.

Qingfengzi both fingers together, and a silver liquid metal ball flew out.

"The sword is coming!"

As soon as the two words fell, the silver metal ball suddenly became like a flying sword. Qingfengzi stepped on it. After all these movements, he seemed to remember, "I forgot that Junior Brother has no flying sword yet."

Xia Ji didn't move her mind, and said lightly: "It's okay, I can just walk on the ground."

He saw at a glance that the Qingfengzi in front of him was the ninth realm of extreme illusion, and this flying sword was not a magic weapon, he thought it was the effect of the golden spirit iron.

This door fairy island is really magical.

However, Qingfengzi looked like a child in his eyes, and his unintentional showing off holding a flying sword was like a child holding a toy. Xia Ji was not angry at all, and walked on the ground, following Qingfengzi away.

After a while, Qingfengzi took Xia Ji to a gym, "Junior brother, go in, and you will be a member of my Jinyufang after naturalization."

When Xia Ji arrived at the door, the gymnasium opened wide, and the girl who was taking notes inside had her long hair drooping, her expression was calm, and she said, "Name, teacher status."

"Count seven, Jingming real person."

The girl dipped in ink, and while recording in a yellow book, she said: "Major Jingming has taken another apprentice."

After she finished writing, she raised her head and saw Xia Ji. She only felt that she was quite handsome. Shuangtong took a closer look, and she saw that she was not only handsome, but also had an inexplicable temperament. This temperament is from others. Never seen.

So, the girl smiled and said: "I am Yun Lingzi under the real seat of Xiyuan, can I have a Taoist companion?"

Xia Ji was speechless.

"Sister, I never wanted to find a companion."

Yun Lingzi smiled and said: "My Taoist school pays attention to the coordination of yin and yang. The male is the yang and the female is the yin. Fangzhongshu is also a method to promote spiritual practice."

Xia Jidao: "What does the practice of exercises have to do with Fang Zhongshu?"

Yun Lingzi said, "Junior Brother, this is a misunderstanding.

Heaven and earth have the way of exchange, so there is no limit to the end.

People can get it, and get the way of immortality.

My Jin Yufang’s Mu Zhen got the book "Su Nv Sutra", which is about the great road.

Why did the younger brother underestimate the fangzhongshu, thinking it is the way of joy for men and women in the world?

In ancient times, the Jade Emperor had a queen mother, and the harmony of yin and yang is evident. "

Xia Ji was stunned and immediately recovered his calm. It seems that Dao Sect really has something, but a female disciple who has a naturalization record knows a lot, let alone the background of others.

However, it is estimated that few people in this world can practice this room art with him, and he himself has never thought about this. Hearing what Yun Lingzi said, he passed, and said directly: "Sister Xie for your enlightenment. ."

Seeing that he wasn't interested, Yun Lingzi didn't continue to chase him. His expression returned to his original calm, and he took out a small golden seal and stamped it on Xia Ji's token.

After a while, the "rolling waves" pattern appeared under the token, which was the mark of Jinyufang.

Yun Lingzi gave the token to Xia Ji: "Okay, the disciples have been a generation for a hundred years. Now the master of Jinyufang is the seventh generation of disciples, and you are my ninth generation of Jinyufang."

"Thank Sister Sister."

Xia Ji turned around and left the Taoist Hall. This time he went straight to the Taoist Hall without hindrance.

The hall is nine stories high, suspended in the air by a magical force, it is still a bit difficult to climb only by body technique.

Xia Ji didn't want to show it, so he threw a paper man,

Paper humanized eagle,

Flew him to this gymnasium suspended in the air,

Then fly directly to the ninth floor.

Only after flying to the third floor, a cold muffled hum came: "If you don't accumulate small currents, there is no way to become a river. If the foundation is not well laid, you will go to heaven?"

Xia Ji only heard this cold snort, but didn't feel the corresponding pressure. He just continued to fly upwards. Why should he start from the first level?

Obviously the best, the hardest, and the oldest books must be placed on the ninth floor.

Fortunately, there is no regulation of "how many floors can be reached at any level" in this gym. He quickly reached the ninth floor and then pushed in.

There is no one in the museum.

Sniff gently,

What enters the nose is the scent of ancient books.

"It's so fragrant."

Xia Ji smiled.

I watched,

There are not many books.

He flipped through two books at random, and finally understood why the ninth floor would let people come up at will. The reason is simple, these books are slightly incomplete, and the recorded text is obscure and difficult to understand, and some are even incomprehensible ancient characters.

The reason why these books can be classified as Taoist collections can only be due to one reason. One is that some people understand these characters, and the other is that there are some patterns like five elements, four images, three Qings, two rituals and Tai Chi painted on them. "This is the inference of the Taoist ancient book", so it is placed here.

He was a little guilty, after all, he didn't know if he could absorb skill beads from this booklet.

then,

He searched in his mind,

First, I found out a few skill books related to the study of ancient characters, such as [Introduction to Ancient Chinese Characters], [Development History of Chinese Characters], etc., and then used them directly.

Looking at these books again, although it is still unclear, there is some speculation.

Afterwards, he sat on the ninth floor of the Taoist Museum.

There is no seat here, so he just looked for a place to sit against the wall, his long legs stretched out comfortably and settled in the sky, while the ancient book stand with the cover torn off on one side was opened on his legs. .

There is a bit of oil in the books, which I think is a secret method of preservation, otherwise such ancient books would have rotted long ago.

He picked this one because it has the most pictures.

Turning page by page,

Xia Ji stopped reading.

He didn't know what he saw.

But because you have mastered some text-based skills books, you can still read them to the effect after all. It's like "You only know a few key English vocabulary, but it doesn't prevent you from pretending to read the entire English book."

After flipping over, there is no skill beads.

However, a strange feeling was born in my heart.

Xia Ji patiently turned it over again.

The third time,

Twentieth time,

Thirtieth time,

Until the hundredth time,

There was a sudden "boom" thunder in his mind.

Before that many insights gathered like a whirlpool, forming a pale red skill bead-[Five Elements Water Dragon Road] LV9.

use.

In an instant, the red skill beads shattered and entered his soul and body.

Xia Ji could feel the changes in his soul and body.

At this moment, he seemed to have a strange connection with the water in the heavens and the earth, and even the vast ocean under the floating Abbot Island.

But this is not a good place to test skills, so he used the secret method of "hiding the sky in the field" to bring this power into the heart.

Now, his heartbeat is extremely slow and heavy. If it is not hidden, his heartbeat every five minutes is enough.

Turning his head to look at the sky, it turned out to be dusk.

The gym is about to be closed.

He also needs to leave.

Sitting down on the ninth floor of the gymnasium while sitting on the white eagle, he could vaguely notice some strange gazes looking at him.

There seems to be contempt, some curiosity, and various other eyes.

Xia Ji didn't mind,

You are like clouds and mud than I am, how can you get into my eyes?

He rode an eagle back to the outer wing of the manor, was about to wash and bathe, but found that there was no place at all.

Soon,

She seemed to feel that he was returning. Aunt Xu walked out of the inner courtyard with a reddish face, a little more watery between her cheeks. She did not ask about the progress of her studies, but lost two porcelain vases: "Bigu Dan, Wu Gu Dan, Each one can last for one month, so that the belly is not hungry and the body is dust-free. Come to me or your master when you run out."

Xia Ji said sincerely, "Thank you, Madam."

Aunt Xu went to the inner courtyard again. Xia Ji didn't make any random guesses about what the teacher was going to do, nor did she let go of her spiritual sense to eavesdrop, but lay quietly back in the wing.

With a slight movement of the five fingers, the water in the surrounding air seemed to be pulled by his palm, and quickly condensed into shape, turning into a miniature water dragon.

This water snake is not only in the shape of water, but contains a mysterious power.

"The nine-level profound arts correspond to the ten realms after all.

However, the tenth floor only began to touch the power of the eleventh realm, right? "

Xia Ji remembered the only tenth level of the [Little Black Dragon Qi], that Qi could change the palm of his hand and turn it into a dragon claw.

"If you don't enter the profound arts, it is the method of Zhenqi forging the body;

Entering the profound arts, the nine levels correspond to the dynastic aspects, which are produced by the extreme of human power and the shock of space;

The tenth floor corresponds to the bloodline;

I really look forward to more ten floors. "

Xia Ji couldn't sleep, he didn't know if this Taoist Museum could give him the ten-layer exercises he wanted.

After tossing and turning for a while, he got out of bed and punched a set of punches. The punches were restrained, driving the blood and energy like the strong but quiet ocean currents in the depths of the ocean. These ocean currents were impacting the acupuncture points of his law body.

However, the second magic state of the Dharma Phase Realm was not so easy to break through. After he finished training, his body was sweaty, but his skin had not produced any muddy dirt. It seemed that it was the effect of the Wushou Dan.

Before going to bed.

Hu Xianer's paper scroll contract sounded again.

Since Su Linyu returned to the palace, this paper scroll contract has been ringing almost every day.

When Xia was extremely busy, he naturally didn't want to pay attention, but now that the night was quiet, he felt a touch of warmth in his heart.

He asked: "What's wrong?"

Feedback from the Paper Roll Contract: Your mother is suddenly obsessed with cooking, and she keeps muttering how many are missing.

Xia Ji said strangely: "Speak more carefully."

Hu Xian'er replied: It was in the morning when your mother woke up suddenly refreshed, and then started frying eggs, one after another, every time the yolk of the egg fell apart, she would suddenly feel uncomfortable. Then she fried a thousand poached eggs, we didn't eat anything today, we ate the eggs.

Xia Ji:

Hu Xian'er continued to give feedback: Your mother muttered, indicating that you have to make a thousand boiled eggs every day. I have eaten fifty poached eggs today and don't want to eat them anymore.

Xia Ji:

This feels a bit familiar.

So he replied: "Record down my mother's weird behavior every day and tell me."

"Okay, Master"

Even with the paper roll contract, Xia Ji could feel Hu Xian'er's resentment after eating fifty poached eggs.

Interruption of contract communication.

Xia Ji's heart was extremely quiet and slowly entered a dream state.

The next day, he rode a paper eagle to the ninth floor of the gym, and continued to read ancient books.

Choosing among the ancient books, he found a book with similar writing to that of yesterday and read it.

Read a hundred times,

Its meaning is self-evident.

Every time you read it, you will have some insights. These insights flow into streams, streams into rivers, and rivers return to the sea, and then they gather skill beads.

At dusk, he finally finished reading.

boom!

There was a ring in his mind.

It is another light red skill bead——【Five Elements Water Shaped Path】.

He uses it directly.

Some enlightenment was born in my heart.

If the water dragon is attacked by the force of water form,

The shape of the water is ethereal, specifically water mist and frost.

Xia Ji suddenly remembered the light red skill bead "special for dragon seed"-[Story of Wind and Rain]. Now, he can use it as long as he becomes the Black Emperor.

These three methods are all profound arts using water. They all faintly depict an aspect of "water", just like showing you the tip of an iceberg, one of the five elements. If you look at it too much, you will understand more and more. more.

Xia Ji spread the ancient book on his legs and watched quietly as the sun on the sea gradually faded. It was not until the time was up that he left the Taoist Museum again.

On the fifth floor, two figures stood in front of the window with their hands behind them.

One person said: "What's the matter with the newly-acquired disciple Jingming Zhenren? Does he really understand nine-story ancient books?"

Another person said: "This son has insufficient energy and blood, and his cultivation is even more mediocre. How can he understand it?"

"Tomorrow I will ask my disciples to ask."

"Let Qingxia ask."

Qingxia is the most beautiful beauty among the nine generations of disciples in Jinyufang. When she asks questions, the teenagers hate to say a few words with her, so she knows everything she can say.

Another person groaned: "After a few days, it will be a day to explore the land of the fire disaster. At that time, my four major sect associations will set off together with many real people. Most of them are eight generations of people like you and me. Only a few elites were selected, Qingxia counted as one.

Let her ask, will it delay her practice?

After all, it was the first time of the Great Tribulation. A nine-generation disciple like her is the future hope of my Abbot Mountain Jinyufang. "

"Look again?"

"It's okay, maybe this is a mystery and it's hard to tell."

Xia Ji returned to the wing of the outer courtyard, and this time Aunt Xu and Zhenren Jingming were not out.

He returned to the house alone, still punched a set of punches, and then shook the five fingers of his right hand, and the miniature water dragon appeared again.

With his heart,

The water dragon keeps changing,

Sometimes it turned into a fog dragon, sometimes it turned into an ice dragon, sometimes boiling and sometimes freezing, Xia Ji slowly opened his hands, and more than a dozen ice dragons suddenly appeared in the void.

Between his palms, with his head held up, he was about to break through this ten thousand li wind and cloud.

After a thought, all Dharma phases disappeared, and silence in the house returned.

After hearing Hu Xian'er's complaint about "the master's mother's behavior", Xia Ji closed his eyes and entered a dream.

(End of this chapter)