Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 239 238. The chaos has begun, the emperor is out (first more)

Winter snow diffuses the world.

Quietly Jinghu suddenly noisy.

The earth shook, and the snow on the trees was shaken down.

Standing under the tree, the child in commoner was suddenly hit, and the icy snow smashed into his neck. When he was cold, he jumped straight and shouted, "Earthquake!"

But nobody paid him any attention.

Because everyone has already heard the sound of horseshoes.

Horseshoes, like thunder, like raging waves, come from afar.

The momentum is huge, although it is still far away, it has passed this power, and it seems to herald the extraordinaryness of the people.

The people who live here are full of curiosity, looking at each other blankly, asking "what's wrong?"

"Can't fight anymore?"

"It's too sudden."

"what should we do?"

The people's eyes were panicked.

Who is not afraid of war?

Wan Shi was also in the crowd. There was not much business after the winter, so she took the time to get off the cruise ship and ran to a tall stone. Looking from a distance, she muttered to herself: "The fairy can even be a dragon, a monster. Except, even if there are soldiers coming, don't you dare to offend the fairy?"

She was comforting herself.

But in fact, the sound of horseshoes, which were getting louder and louder, trampled on her heart, making her shudder.

Once the war breaks out, it will really kick off the prelude to the troubled times.

It is often heard that there are fire monsters in the north, but people living in the south have never seen those monsters after all, so naturally they can't imagine that this catastrophe would have come long ago.

For them, the war is a fall.

Bang bang bang bang! ! !

The sound of horse hooves was near.

Thousands of trees rolled down with snow, and the tea tables and wooden chairs placed there swayed up and down with the earth shaking.

far away,

That heavy steel torrent, roaring like a deep black metal dragon, swam through the wind and snow, penetrated into the mirror lake market, and then stopped at the outer periphery.

The headed man was wearing a double-winged helmet and covered in dragon-scale armor. He looked extremely mighty and had a heartbreaking majesty.

The flat-headed people just looked at this person, and felt that their hearts and souls were turbulent, as if the only brilliance between heaven and earth was shining on this person, making them feel an urge to bow down and worship.

The person here is Ji Xuan.

As the son of destiny, he has a unique and bizarre aura on his body. Let alone the common people, he is a warrior or a general. When he sees him, he can't help but worship him. He deeply recognizes that he is a generation of Mingjun. .

But this Mingjun, there was no one in his eyes anymore.

The sky is big, but the wind and snow are big.

But he only saw the lake at the end of the road.

There are islands on the lake.

On the island, is his teacher.

He has lived here for a long time, followed his teacher for ten years, and then experienced and experienced countless stories. Now he has revisited his old place, and he has a feeling of "Weijia and China come home".

A kind of magical power has subtly changed Ji Xuan, so that he has almost forgotten the story of being a half-dragon. At this time, every word, deed, and behavior are in line with the appearance of the hero.

now,

He has unified the scattered south.

Now, it's time to welcome the emperor.

After that, it is to dominate the world and open up a dynasty that has never been easy.

He moved forward full of ambitions, with a few generals beside him, and the martial artist naturally followed him closely and surrounded him.

Wherever they go, people are scattered.

Ji Xuan came to the lake, clasped his fists and bowed a little: "Xuan Yu invited Mr. Xuan Yu to come out of the mountain and be regarded as the teacher. He listened to the teachings day and night, and helped Xuan calm the chaos of the world, calm the people of the world, and set the heart of the world."

The Son of Destiny naturally does not kneel.

Therefore, Ji Xuan maintained the posture of holding his fists and bowing, waiting quietly.

In fact, no one knows except for the family’s son of Destiny, and the family is very tight-lipped about this. In other words, most of the people who follow Ji Xuan are indeed attracted by him. .

At this moment, a burly man behind him couldn't help frowning. He saw the lord being so polite, and when he saw the lord’s voice fall, the immortal in the distance did not respond for a long time, but he was angry and couldn’t help it. Just speak.

But the burly man hadn't spoken yet, Ji Xuan seemed to feel it, waved his hand, and said solemnly: "Xu Wensheng!"

The burly man stared, then sighed, turning his head away, his eyes full of resentment.

He glanced sideways at the grim man on the other side of the lord, the man met his gaze and said lightly: "Brother Xu, wait a minute, you should."

Xu Wensheng said, "Ding Cheng, what's the matter? I heard that this immortal hasn't broken through to the eleventh level for nearly 20 years, and he hasn't even awakened his blood. Why should he let the lord wait?"

The grim man said coldly: "Only he wrote two volumes."

Xu Wensheng reacted and wondered: "You said "The Power of the World" and "The Image of the World"?"

Seeing that he didn't even know this, the grim man turned his head aside.

The burly man smiled, "Really?"

Ding Cheng nodded.

Xu Wensheng said: "Then wait, Ge Laozi, let's say it earlier."

The original anger on his face disappeared suddenly, not to mention, he also learned "Enthusiasm in the World". In order to learn this book, he also specially invited someone to teach himself to read.

After discovering that it was too difficult to recognize characters, he chose to let people read the exercises to him.

It's a pity for this near-sir.

Wrote a peerless article and compiled the techniques of shelving it into a book like a dictionary.

Let everyone choose the right method to practice.

But it is a pity that he has achieved many people, even some newly promoted eleventh realm strong, but he himself has never been able to break through, even unable to awaken his bloodline, it is really uncontrollable to sigh and give birth to a kind of jealousy. The feeling of excellence.

Everyone, waited a long while.

By the time Feixue had already shed his armor.

Only a small boat was drawn in the Jinghu Lake.

The people on the boat wore a strange cat-eared cloak, and said loudly: "The fairy is not at home, but he's gone."

Ji Xuan's mouth twitched

He vaguely remembered that he had done what this person did and said what this person said.

The teacher is clearly behind. Isn't this a special case?

But he became curious again, who is this woman?

As soon as the voice fell, he was about to ask a few words. The man in the cat's ear cloak had already paddled the boat back, leaving only the son of the fate of the day, the left and right generals, and tens of thousands of cavalry on the shore, regardless of the management.

Ji Xuan understands this routine.

So he handed over: "Mr. is not here, Xuan Shen expresses regret. After thirty days, Xuan will visit again."

Having said that, he turned and left, and a group of generals also left with him.

The cavalry came like a tide, and retreated like a tide.

In the middle of the lake, Lu Miaomiao pulled down the cat's ear cloak, "Uncle, then I will come back in a month."

Xia Ji said, "Go ahead."

Lu Miaomiao chuckled, "Sorry, sorry, I really don't want to stay in one place all the time, there are many places here, I haven't been."

"Go ahead."

One month later.

Ji Xuan appeared again.

Sure enough, in his familiar routine, the teacher was still wandering during the second visit.

And the girl in the cat ear cloak continued to walk through the scene.

then

Ji Xuan went back again, and planned to come back next month.

Lu Miaomiao also ran away, saying he would come again in a month.

As the winter deepens, the cold and dampness of the south penetrates the bones.

It was not far from the next Ji Xuan arrival.

But before Ji Xuan came, Xia Ji welcomed an unexpected guest.

Su Tian appeared in the study and said straight to the point: "Things have changed a bit. This time the battle between the North and the South, it may be difficult for them and I to get out and take care of it."

"What happened?"

"You still don't want to know this for the time being, otherwise it is very likely to mess up your mind. After five hundred years, I will tell you when I have a chance."

Xia Ji knew she didn't want to say, so she stopped asking.

Su Tian said: "The power of the north is not weak right now. Ye Linxiao's growth rate is indeed very fast. Now he has almost broken through the eleventh realm, but has not reached the red line. If it passes, someone will take action. Kill him."

Xia Ji thought to himself, "Don't kill it, you just fed experience points", but he didn't say anything.

Su Tian also looked at him sweetly and smiled.

"gone."

Xia Ji suddenly asked: "When are you coming back?"

Su Tian smiled and said: "Do you miss me? You say, I will not leave now."

Xia Ji also smiled.

Su Tian suddenly stepped forward and threw him down. Xia Ji was about to push her away, but he heard Su Tian approach his ear and whispered, "No matter what you do, don't slap everything. It's deep, no one is a fool, no one can afford to lose."

Xia Ji pushed her hands away and hooked her back, and the voice transmission asked, "What happened?"

Su Tian said: "We are going through the eighteenth and twelve thousand years."

After that, she suddenly pushed Xia Ji open, opened the window, and went away in an instant while pinching Long Xing.

Xia Ji closed his eyes and thought.

Five hundred years is a small era.

Twelve thousand years is a middle age.

Since the eighteenth epoch, it will enter a three-thousand-year killing and robbery just to compete for the number of nine people.

Then, in the eighteenth middle age, is there no particularity?

But no one has lived that long, even Su Tian certainly didn't know the special place in this, but now there are obviously some abnormalities.

He wandered to the window, and the wind and snow world outside the window, with invisible blur, impenetrable dignity.

Xia Ji looked at it for a while, then sat back at the coffee table, made a pot of tea, and opened a book.

Three days later.

Xia Ji only felt something unusual in the storage space.

He quickly pinpointed the source of the change-Black Blade Thunder Fire.

Take out the black knife.

The infinite purple thunder arc drilled out of the invisible "particle hole" in the blade, and it was structured into a cloud of thunder.

The thundercloud floated into the air, making a fine cracking sound of "Beep Beep".

"I'm Buddha, I'm Buddha, I'm going to work again." Jie Yun made a very down-to-earth humanized voice.

Xia Ji said, "What are you going to do?"

"Just work."

Xia Ji changed his angle and asked, "Why work?"

"Anyway, it seems that I am going to go. It is as good as it was more than 3,000 years ago. Don't tell me, I will go. When I finish my work, I will come back to look for you." Lei Yun obviously likes Xia Ji. Nian felt that he had learned so many things. This Buddha of mine is simply the ultimate scholar, which is in line with Jie Yun's preferences.

Xia Ji held Leiyun again, tried various methods to test and inquire, but found nothing.

It's not that Jie Yun didn't say it, but it didn't know.

It has a certain instinct, but it cannot deeply analyze the source of this instinct.

After talking for a while, Leiyun flew up to the sky, and went away in broad daylight.

Xia Ji naturally linked "Leiyun leaving" with "Su Tian's visit three days ago".

Three thousand years ago, what Leiyun was going to do was to kill someone like himself who "should break through the eleventh realm". Now, what task is it going to perform?

The Thunder Cloud in the "Task" was obviously stronger than the Thunder Cloud he was manipulating, otherwise it was just the posture he had when he saw Jie Yun for the first time, and it would be enough to increase his strength.

But he couldn't let Leiyun exert that kind of power.

Xia Ji thought about it, and quickly understood this state.

If Leiyun is working for an unknown existence like Tiandao,

When not working, it is shirtless.

When working, he would change into a superman uniform. This power is naturally different.

But the problem came again.

Does "Tiandao" usually stock thunderclouds?

Xia Ji looked up at the sky in silence, a deep light gleaming in her eyes.

Another few days passed.

Deep winter season.

Lu Miaomiao is back.

Ji Xuan also came outside Jinghu again.

This is the third time he has come.

This time, he came a little in a hurry.

Because the "whetstone" in the north seemed to have transcended the original limits, and in a swift manner, he had gathered his army to cross the river.

The South has not yet been completely stable, and the North has been completely turbulent.

Nowadays, Xia Xian, the former three prince of the Shang Dynasty, known as the "Emperor of Northern Shang Dynasty", has countless elite soldiers and powerful officers.

Even the commander has a great background,

That is the Confucianism who claims to have "one person can be safe in the world".

Today, these Confucianism Eight Qis are completely under the Beishang Emperor. In addition, there is unconfirmed news that "the teachers of Confucianism Eight Qis are also in the Beishang Emperor's camp."

In addition, because the north is bordered by the robbery, many military generals and even soldiers are in contact with the fire demon, awakening their blood to a certain extent, making their combat power far better than the south.

And among these awakened bloodline powerhouses, how many have broken through the eleven realms, but it is not yet known, but there are two volumes of "The Book of Ten Thousand Favors", but those who have awakened bloodline will finally have a chance to break through.

And the base number is large, naturally there will be no shortage of those who break through the eleventh level.

Ji Xuan naturally knew this information, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.

First, the Blue King died suddenly, and the Southern Dynasty was scattered with sand, and then Xia Xian suddenly raised his troops. Before he was ready, a large army attacked him.

It's not a screenwriter now.

It's a real crisis.

There was anxiety in Ji Xuan’s eyes. He suppressed the irritability in his heart, hung over the lake, and said in a loud voice: "Xuan Yu invites Mr. Xuan Yu to come out of the mountain, and he is regarded as the teacher. He listens to the teachings day and night. The people of the world determine the heart of the world."

Soon.

Another small boat was drawn on the lake.

The girl in the cat ear cloak on the boat head raised her voice: "Mr. is at home today."

She held the Penny, slowly drew ashore, and glanced at Ji Xuan: "Come on, I'll take you to see Mr."

(End of this chapter)